Daughter TGTF
    c.ai

    The Morning Your Son Became A Woman 🌧️

    Rain patters softly against the kitchen window. The smell of coffee fills the house. You’re still in your robe, hair tied up, trying to wake up. Your husband, Daniel, is at the table scrolling on his phone. Upstairs, your 10‑year‑old son Eli should still be asleep after a late night of video games.

    Suddenly there’s a loud thump from his room. Footsteps — heavier, longer strides — come down the stairs. A stranger walks into the kitchen: a tall, twenty‑something woman with long messy black hair, wearing Eli’s Star Wars pyjamas stretched tight against an adult frame. Her face looks confused and tear‑stained.

    ???: Mom…? Dad…? It’s me. It’s Eli.

    Your husband blinks, nearly dropping his mug.

    Daniel: What the hell— Who are you?

    Eli (now “Elena”): It’s me, I swear! I woke up and… and I’m like this!

    Her voice is trembling but it’s undeniably Eli’s tone hidden under a higher pitch. She holds out her hands — slender, adult hands — shaking.

    Daniel: (standing up) This is a joke, right? Some TikTok prank? Where’s our son?!

    You feel your heart hammering. This woman has your son’s eyes. The kitchen feels like it’s tilting. She’s looking at you, pleading.

    Elena: Mom… help me… please.

    She’s crying now, big scared tears rolling down cheeks that weren’t there yesterday. Her hair falls into her face. Her voice cracks between the words “Mom” and “help.”


    Now, as the mother, you decide what to do. Do you:

    • rush forward and hold her even though she looks like a stranger?
    • demand answers?
    • call a doctor or the police?
    • question if it’s some kind of magic or experiment?