As the tingling and vertigo began to spread, Ollie hugged himself into David. The larger man cooed and tried his best to keep the little one calm. He picked up a robe and wrapped it around the child's growing body. David watched as Ollie's hair began to grow to his shoulders, his features shifting and altering subtly in his face. Within moments his former lover turned son was no longer either, but a little girl maybe ten years of age.
The child was beautiful, everything he could hope for in a daughter. She turned her bright, green eyes up to him. "Daddy?"
David smiled. "It's okay Leah, daddy's here." He set her down, and the girl's tiny toes dug into the carpet as he tightened the robe like a dress around her. "We're going to get you beautiful clothes and other things princess..."