Bill changed the sentence so it read “This middle aged father of four is leaving the courtroom with her youngest daughter.”
Bill hit confirm. He blinked. He was still wearing a dress. His daughter was still tugging at it. He looked down. He still had breasts. But at least between his legs he could feel his penis again. That was a move in the right direction. He looked up and noticed his lawyer had come back.
The young man was talking to Bill. “So yeah I’m glad we won full custody for you. I can’t believe your ex wife would try to have your parental rights terminated just because you had top surgery. You look great by the way. The HRT is really making you look like a woman...”
“Uh, thanks,” Bill stuttered, trying to piece together how things had messed up so bad. Without intending to he spoke in a carefully curated high pitched falsetto, trying to sound as female as possible.
“Daddy... I mean mommy, let’s gooooo” he heard Abby demand.