The Daughter Problem Pt. 2

"I wan' princess shoes!" Marnie shouted, running into the store without a care in the world.  It had been a long few months, but Holly's once-manly husband had finally given in.  Now, he loved his new life as a little girl!  Holly looked happily at Ana - her gorgeous pink-haired lesbian partner - and smiled excitedly. "Go help Marnie pick out some shoes, and I'll catch up in a second."

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Sometimes things were not as they seemed, not nearly, and although Marnie was a happy little princess girl now, that didn't mean she was at all happy with this inty.... into... intelopy, taking her wife from her. So this plan was quite clever, or at least she thought so. 

"Anaaaauuuh, help me wif shoes please."

And when Ana bent down? Bam! With the Tiara! MUA! HA HA

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"Hey!  I--" Ana hesitated a minute as pink mist swirled around the store.  She coughed and swatted it away.  But when the smoke cleared, she saw Marnie like she never had before.  Marnie was... she was as big as her!  Ana panicked and stepped backward into a rack of shoes towering high above her.  Then she looked down at her gloved hands.  Then her pink princess gown.  And finally, the diaper between her legs. "No, no, no... y-you brat!  You can't do this!"

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"Uhhuh! Uhhuh! Can so can so can so can SO!" 

Smugly, Marnie tried on her shoes just the way she wanted to, because she was like six not two and she was quite capable of putting her own gosh golly shoes on, and she pretended the newly minted little sister she now had wasn't even there. Gosh, her dipdip was so thick too!

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"You are going to be in so much trouble!  I'm your Mommy now, you dumb baby!  And when Holly gets back--"

"Oh!" Holly looked down at her daughter Marnie and the new princess with pink hair.  The tiara on her head.  And then Holly remembered the new prototype she left on the kitchen table.  Marnie must have grabbed it, and... with a sigh, she shook her head.

"Well, it's a good thing you put your bank account in both our names, isn't it Ana?" She picked her new daughter up off the floor and held her in her arms.

"N-no!" Ana cried. "I'm your girlfriend!"

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"Ana wants those shoes, Mommy."

Marnie helped, pointing at the pretty pink patent number she'd just taken off, and Holly sighed, nodding her head. 

"Yes, I bet she does."

"But I wann wear big girl shoesies..." 

Ana whined, her ability to put complex words together already getting lost in the haze of her new body. Marnie sighed and obliviously picked through more shoes for a pair for herself. 

"I look so pwetty!"

And now so too did Ana. Perfect happy endings did happen!