Bill stared back at the phone. “This middle aged mother of four is leaving the courtroom with her youngest daughter.”
Of course. The sentence identified Bill as a “father” but also as “her.” Bill sneered. He went to change ‘her’ to ‘his’ but a message displayed: Generate New Sentence to Make Additional Changes. Bill rolled ‘her’ eyes and generated another sentence.
“This transgender woman is frustrated.”
He changed woman to man. Like that he felt the weight of the tits gone from his chest. He looked down. He was dressed in a button up shirt and khaki slacks. He was wearing a tie. But something still felt wrong.
Abby tugged at his pants leg - “mom.. I mean daddy!!! Let’s go!!!”
Bills lawyer stood there smiling. “Well I’m glad we won, Bill. Let me know if your ex husband tries to do anything g stupid!” The lawyer walked off again.
Ex husband, Bill thought? Did this thing make him gay? He needed to get somewhere quiet. He took his daughter’s hand and began walking towards his car. But something felt off. The way his legs slid together smoothly at the crotch. The way he couldn’t help but swing his hips a little as he walked (why did they feel so much wider?), the strange way his boxer shorts hung against his body.
He looked down at Abby. “Let’s get lunch,” he said. He could figure it out later.
Forty five minutes later the two had eaten. They were sitting in a restaurant and Bill had to pee. Everything still felt really weird down in that area of his body and maybe peeing would help. He left his credit card on the table and told Abby to be good for a couple of minutes. He walked to the bathroom.
He stood in front of the toilet and pulled down his pants, reaching for his penis and finding nothing. His hand cupped his genitals. No. Not nothing. A vagina. He was a man with a vagina. That goddamned app!
He reached for his phone to fix this once and for all.