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There's no sex, nothing even kinky in it. Couldn't find a way to include sex that felt natural, so rather than force it, I figured \"let it be and let the sex come when it fits.\"\n\nSo here we meet the last of the cubs: Ellie and Jamie. We have a lot in store for these two vixens, and we're excited to get to share this introductory chapter with you!\n\nWe hope you enjoy. :3","description_bbcode_parsed":"Heyo! Welcome to the fourth story in our rewrite series, and the first in major plot line number four (of five). This one's a little different. There's no sex, nothing even kinky in it. Couldn't find a way to include sex that felt natural, so rather than force it, I figured "let it be and let the sex come when it fits."

So here we meet the last of the cubs: Ellie and Jamie. We have a lot in store for these two vixens, and we're excited to get to share this introductory chapter with you!

We hope you enjoy. :3","writing":"Authors’ Note: Some of you may be surprised to see a sexless story from us in our series. But one of our objectives with our rewrite was \"do not force sex into stories where it doesn’t naturally fit the plot.\" This story has gone through several drafts and changed drastically as we struggled to find a plot line that fit and that we liked. As with some of our other story lines, this one will be a slow burn. But don’t worry, things will start getting kinky fast. While these characters are undergoing significant changes, some things most certainly will not. ;) For now, enjoy a bit of plot reintroducing the last of our cubs!\n\n\n\nWhat do you do when the fur in the mirror doesn’t look like you? It was a question Jamie had been grappling with for months.\n\nAs was becoming habit in quiet moments, the arctic fox found herself staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her headfur had gotten longer since Mommy left. It was nearly past her shoulders now. Hopefully Dad wouldn’t make her cut it before school began, but sooner or later he might force the issue. She sighed. May as well enjoy it while it lasts.\n\nShe ran a paw through her headfur. If only she knew how to style it. Her friend Ellie always kept hers short, but some of the other girls in their grade had longer hair. How did their wear theirs?\n\nThe eight year old grabbed a brush from the vanity drawer and ran it through her headfur, trying out different parts. Nothing seemed to quite look right. She wished she had someone to talk to about everything on her mind.\n\nSo many things didn’t add up. Her name didn’t feel like it fit, for starters. What kind of girl was named \"James?\" It was a boy’s name, and even though everyone around her looked at her and saw a boy, that wasn’t what she felt. It was why in her mind, she called herself Jamie. It still had the same sound to it, reflected the name she knew her Dad had picked out for her, but it was, or at least could be, a girl’s name. She liked that.\n\nFor a long time, as long as she could remember, she had liked \"girl\" things. Where other boys wanted to be loud and rough and play sports, she had been quieter, gentler. She liked to play with dolls, and whenever she and her friends played pretend, she always, always, always played a girl. At first that was fine, but as she got older, some of her classmates started to make fun of her for it, the boys especially. Even some of the girls made fun of her. The only friend she knew she could rely on was Ellie.\n\nEllie was amazing. They had been friends for as long as she could remember. Her mom and dad had been friends with Jamie’s Dad since they were cubs. She and Ellie had basically grown up together. They were practically like sisters. They were even born on the same day.\n\n Going over to Ellie’s house had been nice, because she could borrow Ellie’s clothes and her parents didn’t mind. Even her brother just shrugged it off. But she couldn’t wear them at home. She had asked her mom a few months ago if she could get a dress of her own, and she had freaked out. Yelled at her about how boys aren’t supposed to wear girl clothes, how it was weird and gross and wrong. Not even two weeks later, she left.\n\nNow it was just her and her Dad, and she couldn’t tell him about it. She’d already lost one parent. She couldn’t lose him, too. So even though she knew it wasn’t who she was, she tried her best to pretend to be a boy for him.\n\nIt wasn’t going well.\n\nEver since her mom left, she had stopped borrowing Ellie’s clothes. She had been doing her best to act like a boy, talk more like a boy, do \"boy\" things, and she hated every minute of it. Jamie was miserable, and it seemed like everyone around her could see it.\n\nOf course, they thought it was just because her mom left. And yeah, that had hurt, a lot. But what no one seemed to know is that it was her fault. She had caused her mom to leave, just by trying to be herself.\n\nA knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.\n\n\"Jimmy, are you in there?\"\n\nThe arctic fox cub cringed. That name. It was like a knife to her heart every time Dad used it.\n\nHe knocked again.\n\n\"Just a minute, Dad,\" she said.\n\nJamie took a breath, shook out her hair, then opened the door.\n\nHer father stood before her, giving her the same sad smile he gave her every day since Mom left. She knew it was hard on him, too, and he was trying his best. But would he still love her if she knew just what she had done to cause Mom to leave?\n\n\"Hey, kiddo.\" Keith patted her shoulder. He was strong but gentle. \"Ready to head to the mall?\"\n\nThe kit flicked her ears. \"The mall?\" she repeated.\n\nKeith chuckled. \"We’re heading to the mall to get you some new clothes for school, remember? You’re growing like a weed. Gotta get my boy some new clothes that fit you better.\"\n\nHis boy. Why did everyone have to see her as a boy? What she wouldn’t give for someone, anyone, to see her as the girl she knew herself to be.\n\nBut that just wasn’t meant for her.\n\nJamie sighed and nodded. \"Okay, Dad…\"\n\n\"Hey,\" Keith said. He brought a paw to her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. \"I know things seem rough right now, but we’ve got each other. You’re my kit, and nothing will ever change that, okay?\" His paw slid back, his fingers running through her headfur. \"Maybe we can get you a fur cut while we’re there. It’s getting a little unruly.\"\n\n\"No!\" Jamie said. She surprised even herself at how quickly she said it.\n\nHer father took a step back, but smiled. \"If you want to keep it long, we can, but at least get it trimmed around the edges, neaten it up a bit. Can we do that?\"\n\nThe kit reflexively ran her paws through her hair. \"Promise you won’t make me cut it all off?\" she whispered.\n\nKeith put a paw over his heart. \"I promise.\"\n\nAny time he made a promise like that, she knew he would keep it. She nodded. \"Okay…\"\n\nHe pulled her into a hug. \"There we go. Just breathe. We’ll get you some new shirts, some new pants, maybe a dress…\"\n\nThat last one caught her off guard. She looked up at her father, her eyes wide.\n\nHer father grinned. \"Sound like a plan, kit?\"\n\n\"B-but… boys aren’t supposed to wear dresses,\" Jamie whispered.\n\nKeith smirked. \"Says who?\"\n\n\"Everybody,\" Jamie muttered.\n\n\"Really, now?\" her father replied. \"Tell you what… why don’t you go get dressed, and I’ll change myself, and we can talk about it on the way to the mall. Sound good?\"\n\nJamie sighed and nodded. Best to go along with it. She knew she couldn’t get her hopes up too high. That had to be a trap, and she wasn’t about to be caught in it.\n\nThe arctic fox kits’ footpaws dragged along the floor as she trudged to her room. She didn’t want to think about the closet and dresser full of boy clothes, but she had no other choice. She was born this way, and nothing could change that.\n\nShe sighed as she got dressed. It sucked having to live this lie, but she knew she had to. Boys couldn’t wear dresses.\n\nThe vixen took her time getting dressed. Nothing looked like it would fit who she was. She knew it would be nearly impossible to find anything pink in the boy clothes section. But maybe she could talk her dad into one pink thing, or ask Ellie if she could have one of her tops or skirts to wear at home when she was in her room. It’d be better than nothing.\n\n\"Hey, sweetie.\"\n\nJamie’s ears perked. Dad was already here. She sighed as she pulled on a t-shirt. \"I’m almost ready, Dad,\" she said.\n\n\"Alright, kit. I’ll be downstairs,\" Dad said.\n\nWith a heavy heart, Jamie finished getting dressed, then dragged herself out of her room to greet her fate. Though the last thing she expected was what she found when she got to the living room.\n\nHer father was seated on the couch, one leg crossed over the other. That wasn’t unusual. What WAS unusual was how he was dressed. He was wearing a pink dress.\n\nHe smiled at her as she entered the living room. \"Why hello there. I do believe you said something about boys not being able to wear dresses.\" He stood up and walked to her, giving her nose a little boop. \"Perhaps this can dispel that silly little notion.\"\n\nJamie blinked. \"Y… you have a dress?\" she asked.\n\n\"Several,\" Dad said. \"I did some drag in my twenties. Still held onto a few dresses.\" He grinned. \"Maybe we could get some for you, too.\"\n\n\"Could we?\" Jamie said, maybe too quickly.\n\nDad laughed. \"Of course!\" He took his daughter’s paw. \"Maybe we can swing by the Langley’s and see if you can’t borrow one of Ellie’s dresses for our shopping trip. I bet we could talk Ellie and her mom into joining us, too.\"\n\nDress shopping with Ellie? That sounded like the best! \"Yeah!\" Jamie said. She ran up and hugged Dad. He was the best. If she couldn’t be a girl, she could at least dress like one.\n\nHer father kissed her forehead and rose. \"Let’s go, then, kit.\"\n\nIn no time at all they were in the car heading to Ellie’s. It wasn’t a long drive, barely more than two minutes, but since they were going to be heading out shopping it made sense. She squirmed excitedly as they drove.\n\nThe moment they pulled up outside the Langleys’ house, Jamie was ready to leap out. Dad barely had time to turn the car off before she was out the door and running up the path to their porch. She shook as she pressed the doorbell. Mrs. Langley answered just as Jamie’s dad caught up.\n\n\"Why hello, Jimmy!\" Mrs. Langley said. She grinned as she looked at Jamie’s Dad. \"My my, Keith. Or is it Mistress Divine today?\"\n\nDad laughed and shook his head. \"Please, I don’t have the hips to be Mistress Divine anymore,\" he said. \"Just Keith for today, Terry. But anyway… could we come in? I have a little proposition I’d like to discuss with you.\"\n\n\"Of course,\" Terry said. She stepped aside to allow Keith and Jamie entry.\n\n\"Where’s Ellie?\" Jamie asked.\n\n\"I believe she’s in the den with Robbie,\" Terry said.\n\nThe arctic vixen was off like a rocket, heading right for the den. Sure enough, she found Ellie there with her brother. They were engaged in a heated round of Mario Kart. \"Ellie!\" she cried.\n\nThe red fox vixen perked her ears. \"Hi Jimmy! Lemme just finish this race!\"\n\nAgain that name. It stung like pins and needles, but Jamie was too excited to let it bother her. She stood by the couch, her tail wagging furiously as she watched the two red foxes finish their race. As was usual, Ellie came in a sound first place.\n\n\"I swear, you have to cheat,\" Robbie said.\n\nEllie beamed. \"You’re just jelly ‘cause I’m better than you!\" She stuck her tongue out at her brother, then turned her attention to Jamie. \"Wanna join us?\"\n\nJamie shook her head. \"Maybe later. But first, can I borrow one of your dresses?\"\n\nHer friend blinked. \"Uh, sure, Jimmy. But why?\"\n\nThe arctic vixen trembled. \"Um… Dad wants to take me clothes shopping and said I could get some dresses and I wanna wear one when I go if that’s okay.\"\n\n\"Oh!\" Ellie said. \"Yeah, that makes sense. Sure!\" She put her controller down and grabbed Jamie’s paw. \"C’mon, we can go look!\"\n\nImmeasurable joy rose in Jamie’s heart as she followed Ellie up to her bedroom. It had been months since she had borrowed Ellie’s clothes. She used to wear them all the time. Ellie had so many pretty dresses, and she had always been very nice about letting Jamie borrow them. Sometimes she even wore them around the Langley’s house. Ellie’s brother thought it was weird at first, but her parents had been fine with it. Jamie had only stopped when Mom left. But that wasn’t the time to think about that.\n\nEllie released her paw as they reached her bedroom. She threw open her closet, presenting all of her dresses. \"Go ahead, pick any one you want!\"\n\nHer eyes were drawn right to one in particular: a pink flower print dress. It had long been her favorite. She was glad that Ellie wasn’t wearing it that day. Her paws trembled as she reached in and pulled it off the hanger.\n\n\"Good choice!\" Ellie said.\n\nJamie trembled as she took it over to Ellie’s bed. Without a second thought, she pulled off her shirt and then her shorts, and pulled on the dress. The material felt so good around her. Everything felt right. She could look like her, even if no one else could know that it was more than just an act.\n\nShe spun around and grinned at Ellie. \"How do I look?\"\n\n\"Great!\" Ellie said. \"You look very pretty.\"\n\nPretty. Her. That felt good to hear. \"Do I look like a girl?\"\n\nThis got a pause from her friend. \"Yeah,\" Ellie said after a few moments. \"Just like a girl!\" She giggled. \"Do you wanna change undies, too?\"\n\nThe arctic vixen gave her friend a quizzical look. \"Whatcha mean?\"\n\nEllie grinned and pulled open a draw of her dresser, and pulled out a pair of pink panties. \"Ya know, something like this instead of your boy undies!\"\n\n\"Could I?\" Jamie asked, maybe too quickly.\n\n\"Duh!\" Ellie said. She handed the garment over to Jamie.\n\nShe hesitated only a moment before she pulled her briefs down. They had seen each other naked a lot growing up: swimming nude in the pool in their back yard, baths together, sometimes even going around the house naked. But this was the first time she had worn Ellie’s underwear.\n\nThat wasn’t something she’d thought about. Even if she was getting dresses, she’d still be wearing boy underwear. Sure, no one saw those usually, but she’d know. At least for that day she could wear them.\n\nA smile spread across her muzzle as she pulled them on. They hugged her hips much more nicely than her boy undies. They were a bit snug on her front, but that was okay. She giggled as she lifted up her dress. \"Do these look good, too?\"\n\n\"Uh huh!\" Ellie said. This time she had no hesitation. \"Just like a girl!\"\n\nJamie looked down at her groin. Maybe there was a bit more bulge than Ellie, but not hugely so. That was nice. She could pretend she was a real girl, just like Ellie.\n\n\"Thanks.\" Jamie threw her arms around Ellie and squeezed her. A few tears escaped down her cheeks, betraying the complete bliss in her heart. This was rapidly becoming the best day ever.\n\nThe two vixens ran downstairs to join their parents. Keith and Terry were sitting in the living room chatting, and both turned to the girls as they entered.\n\n\"Oh, you look fabulous, kit,\" Keith said.\n\n\"A very fitting choice,\" Terry concurred. \"Ellie, dear, how would you like to come to the mall and do a little shopping?\"\n\nEllie gasped. \"Can we?\"\n\n\"Of course!\" Terry said. \"Keep the boys company while they clothes shop, and maybe see about picking up something new for you, too.\"\n\nBoys. Jamie and her dad. She cringed. If her dad noticed, he didn’t say anything, and soon enough, they were in the car, heading to the mall.\n\nThankfully, like usual, Ellie was too distracted staring at the window to try to talk. That suited Jamie just fine. It meant not having to deal with her feelings. Even wearing a dress, her dad and best friend and her mom only saw her as a boy.\n\nUp front, Keith and Terry talked. At first she didn’t listen in. And then a topic came up that made her ears perk.\n\n\"So Keith, what do you think of all of those anti-trans bills those red states have been trying to pass lately?\" Terry asked.\n\nKeith scoffed. \"Ugh. Hate them. Let trans folks be themselves! It’s absolutely ridiculous to try to legislate that away.\"\n\n\"Mommy, what’s trans?\" Ellie asked.\n\nJamie’s ears perked higher. That was a good question, actually. It wasn’t a term she was familiar with.\n\n\"Well, Ellie, some furs feel a disconnect between their gender and their body,\" Terry said. \"A fur can be a boy but born in a body that others think is a girl, or a girl can be born in a body that others think are boys.\"\n\nThat was her! That’s exactly what Jamie was! There was a word for it, and there were others like her! Wait, but if there were also people trying to make laws banning it… did that mean it was bad?\n\nBefore she could go too far down that line, Ellie broke in.\n\n\"Jimmy, does that mean you’re trans?\"\n\nEveryone fell silent. Jamie could feel Ellie’s eyes boring into her. She didn’t want to answer that question. She couldn’t.\n\n\"It’s okay if you are,\" Terry said. \"There’s nothing wrong with being trans.\"\n\n\"Of course!\" Keith added. \"I’ll love you just the same, son or daughter. You’re still my kit, no matter your gender.\"\n\nJamie couldn’t believe her ears. They… were okay with her being a girl? Her face burned. She was certain her blush could be seen under her white fur.\n\n\"It’d be neat if you were a girl!\" Ellie said. \"Not that you aren’t neat now, but girls are way cooler than boys.\" She reached over and took Jamie’s paw. \"So are you?\"\n\nTerry cleared her throat. \"Ellie, dear, we shouldn’t pressure your friend.\" The elder red vixen reached a paw back and laid it on Jamie’s knee. \"It’s okay if you’re not sure either, J. If you’d like to explore it, maybe we can try it for today, and see how you feel.\"\n\nThe arctic vixen’s ears perked. It was weird, hearing just her first initial. Not a bad weird, and better than hearing her boy name, but it wasn’t a great feeling, either.\n\n\"Your mother and I settled on Catherine for if you were born a girl,\" Keith offered.\n\n\"Eww,\" Jamie said, without thinking.\n\nHer dad laughed. \"Well, you can have whatever name you want, kit. You just tell us what you want us to call you, okay?\"\n\nCould she really just say it? There was only one way to find out. \"Jamie,\" she said.\n\n\"Jamie’s a pretty name!\" Ellie said.\n\n\"Very pretty,\" said Terry. \"Then I guess you’ll be Jamie today. Is that what you’d like?\"\n\nJamie nodded. She tried to hide her smile, but it was hard in the car.\n\nAnd just like that, their conversation returned to normal. Jamie was no longer the center of attention, other than Ellie grabbing her paw. They held paws for the whole rest of the car trip, right up until they had to get out of the car at the mall.\n\nKeith stretched as he got out, then turned towards Jamie and took her paws in his. \"Before we go in, there’s something important I have to say.\"\n\nOh no. What was coming?\n\n\"Your name is Jamie, right?\" Keith said.\n\nJamie nodded. She closed her eyes tensed, waiting for her father’s disapproval.\n\n\"Hi, Jamie. I’m Dad.\"\n\nWhen she opened them, her dad was smiling at her. He even pulled her in for a hug.\n\n\"Now, let’s go get you some clothes,\" he said.\n\nTrue to his word, Dad made no attempt to steer Jamie towards the boy clothes section. Ellie got excited for every dress and skirt Jamie picked out. Her mom made a few suggestions, and even Jamie’s Dad picked out a couple that she really liked.\n\nThere was one thing that Jamie didn’t have the courage to ask for, though. At least not until Dad suggested it.\n\n\"Do you want to pick up some underwear, too?\" he whispered in her ear.\n\nJamie blushed and looked up at Dad. \"Could I?\"\n\n\"Of course,\" he said. His face was all relaxed smile. \"And I’m sure the other girls can help us pick the right size for you.\" He waved the red foxes over as they made for the underwear section.\n\nThe arctic fox kit’s eyes widened as she looked through all of the selections. There were so many options! It was nice to get away from the boyish colors and themes, but she felt almost overwhelmed.\n\nEllie leaned into Jamie. \"What colors d’ya want?\"\n\n\"Pink,\" Jamie said.\n\nTerry giggled. \"Such a girly girl,\" she teased. The vixen directed Jamie’s gaze to a certain size range. \"This size it what Ellie wears. It’ll probably fit you, too,\" she whispered.\n\nJamie’s paws trembled as she reached out and picked out a couple of packages of panties. Might as well try out different brands, see what she liked. It felt so unreal, though. She looked up at her Dad. \"I can really have these?\" she whispered.\n\nKeith chuckled. \"Of course, princess.\"\n\nShe nodded, and followed her Dad and Ellie’s mom to the registers.\n\nThe cashier smiled as they arrived. \"Hello! It’s nice to see another lesbian couple out shopping,\" she said.\n\nJamie flicked her ears. They did look like a family, didn’t they? A pit formed in her stomach. What would her father say?\n\nThe elder arctic fox grinned. \"Oh, I wouldn’t call myself a lesbian so much as secure enough in my masculinity to wear what feels comfortable,\" Keith said. \"Just out with my daughter and her best friend to do a little clothes shopping.\"\n\nHis daughter. He called her a girl. It didn’t even sound forced. She couldn’t help but to smile. Dad was really serious, wasn’t he?\n\nTerry laughed and elbowed his side. \"Yeah, no couple here, unfortunately. We’ve been friends for a long time, but not that way.\"\n\nThe cashier nodded. \"Well, you have two very cute cubs,\" she said. \"They look like they could be sisters!\"\n\nEllie squealed with delight. \"Wouldn’t it be cool if we were sisters, Jamie? I’ve never had a sister! Nothing wrong with my brother, but he’s kinda lame. A sister would be amazing!\"\n\nNeither cub noticed the uncomfortable glance that Terry and Keith shared.\n\n\"Well, I think your father might have something to say about that,\" Terry said.\n\n\"Oh, right,\" Ellie replied.\n\n\"It’s a nice thought, though,\" Jamie said.\n\nImagine, having a sister. Especially one her own age. They could share clothes, and secrets, and play games. Kinda like what she and Ellie had been doing ever since Jamie’s mom left her dad. Home wasn’t nearly as exciting as an only cub, especially since her mom never seemed to want to play or even interact with her.\n\nBefore she knew it, they were off into the mall again. Jamie squeezed her dad’s paw as they walked. It felt good to be out like this, though beneath her smile, she was still nervous as heck. Her eyes kept darting to every fur that they passed. Would they know? Would they look at her and see a boy in a dress?\n\nMaybe not. After all, hadn’t the clerk at the clothing store called her a girl, too? Still, it wasn’t a sure thing, especially since there was still another element that needed doing: her hair. \n\nJamie trembled she followed her Dad, Ellie, and Terry into the hair dresser. Another wave of anxiety hit her. What if Dad didn’t let her keep her hair long like she wanted.\n\nHer dad greeted the receptionist. \"Hello! My friend and I are looking to get haircuts for our girls.\"\n\nTheir girls. Plural. That meant Jamie too. It amazed her how quickly her dad had adjusted. Though maybe she shouldn’t have been surprised. After all, he’d never said anything negative when she’d been borrowing Ellie’s dresses and skirts when she was younger. He’d never given her the angry or frustrated looks that her mother did. Still, it was scary. He could change his mind at any moment.\n\nHer thoughts were interrupted as the hair dresser, a very nice doe, took her in. She was seated right next to Ellie, which was really nice.\n\n\"So, how do you want your hair, sweetie?\" the hair dresser asked.\n\nJamie flicked her ears and glanced at Ellie, then at her reflection. \"Umm… I dunno. I like the length, but…\"\n\nThe hair dresser giggled. \"Well, we can clean up the edges and give it some layers.\"\n\n\"That sounds nice!\" Jamie said.\n\nShe smiled the whole time as her headfur was trimmed and shaped. Before her eyes it transformed from an overlong shaggy mess into a truly girlish style. Every now and then she glanced at the mirror next to her and watched Ellie’s progress. The red vixen always got her hair cut short, into an almost boyish cut. It looked good on her, but it wasn’t anything Jamie would want for herself.\n\n\"All done!\" the doe said.\n\nIt felt like no time at all had passed. But here she was, truly looking like a girl. She teared up and hugged the doe. \"Thank you,\" she said.\n\nThe hair dresser gasped and giggled. \"Glad you like it, sweetie!\"\n\nShe ran to her Dad and hugged him, too. \"How do I look?\" Jamie asked.\n\n\"Gorgeous as always, princess,\" Keith replied.\n\nJamie practically floated back through the mall as she, Ellie, Terry, and Keith returned to the car. She was going to wake up tomorrow with a wardrobe full of girl clothes and a girl haircut and even having Dad call her a girl name. It was absolutely perfect. She just hoped that it wasn’t all a dream.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Authors’ Note: Some of you may be surprised to see a sexless story from us in our series. But one of our objectives with our rewrite was "do not force sex into stories where it doesn’t naturally fit the plot." This story has gone through several drafts and changed drastically as we struggled to find a plot line that fit and that we liked. As with some of our other story lines, this one will be a slow burn. But don’t worry, things will start getting kinky fast. While these characters are undergoing significant changes, some things most certainly will not. ;) For now, enjoy a bit of plot reintroducing the last of our cubs!



What do you do when the fur in the mirror doesn’t look like you? It was a question Jamie had been grappling with for months.

As was becoming habit in quiet moments, the arctic fox found herself staring at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Her headfur had gotten longer since Mommy left. It was nearly past her shoulders now. Hopefully Dad wouldn’t make her cut it before school began, but sooner or later he might force the issue. She sighed. May as well enjoy it while it lasts.

She ran a paw through her headfur. If only she knew how to style it. Her friend Ellie always kept hers short, but some of the other girls in their grade had longer hair. How did their wear theirs?

The eight year old grabbed a brush from the vanity drawer and ran it through her headfur, trying out different parts. Nothing seemed to quite look right. She wished she had someone to talk to about everything on her mind.

So many things didn’t add up. Her name didn’t feel like it fit, for starters. What kind of girl was named "James?" It was a boy’s name, and even though everyone around her looked at her and saw a boy, that wasn’t what she felt. It was why in her mind, she called herself Jamie. It still had the same sound to it, reflected the name she knew her Dad had picked out for her, but it was, or at least could be, a girl’s name. She liked that.

For a long time, as long as she could remember, she had liked "girl" things. Where other boys wanted to be loud and rough and play sports, she had been quieter, gentler. She liked to play with dolls, and whenever she and her friends played pretend, she always, always, always played a girl. At first that was fine, but as she got older, some of her classmates started to make fun of her for it, the boys especially. Even some of the girls made fun of her. The only friend she knew she could rely on was Ellie.

Ellie was amazing. They had been friends for as long as she could remember. Her mom and dad had been friends with Jamie’s Dad since they were cubs. She and Ellie had basically grown up together. They were practically like sisters. They were even born on the same day.

 Going over to Ellie’s house had been nice, because she could borrow Ellie’s clothes and her parents didn’t mind. Even her brother just shrugged it off. But she couldn’t wear them at home. She had asked her mom a few months ago if she could get a dress of her own, and she had freaked out. Yelled at her about how boys aren’t supposed to wear girl clothes, how it was weird and gross and wrong. Not even two weeks later, she left.

Now it was just her and her Dad, and she couldn’t tell him about it. She’d already lost one parent. She couldn’t lose him, too. So even though she knew it wasn’t who she was, she tried her best to pretend to be a boy for him.

It wasn’t going well.

Ever since her mom left, she had stopped borrowing Ellie’s clothes. She had been doing her best to act like a boy, talk more like a boy, do "boy" things, and she hated every minute of it. Jamie was miserable, and it seemed like everyone around her could see it.

Of course, they thought it was just because her mom left. And yeah, that had hurt, a lot. But what no one seemed to know is that it was her fault. She had caused her mom to leave, just by trying to be herself.

A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Jimmy, are you in there?"

The arctic fox cub cringed. That name. It was like a knife to her heart every time Dad used it.

He knocked again.

"Just a minute, Dad," she said.

Jamie took a breath, shook out her hair, then opened the door.

Her father stood before her, giving her the same sad smile he gave her every day since Mom left. She knew it was hard on him, too, and he was trying his best. But would he still love her if she knew just what she had done to cause Mom to leave?

"Hey, kiddo." Keith patted her shoulder. He was strong but gentle. "Ready to head to the mall?"

The kit flicked her ears. "The mall?" she repeated.

Keith chuckled. "We’re heading to the mall to get you some new clothes for school, remember? You’re growing like a weed. Gotta get my boy some new clothes that fit you better."

His boy. Why did everyone have to see her as a boy? What she wouldn’t give for someone, anyone, to see her as the girl she knew herself to be.

But that just wasn’t meant for her.

Jamie sighed and nodded. "Okay, Dad…"

"Hey," Keith said. He brought a paw to her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. "I know things seem rough right now, but we’ve got each other. You’re my kit, and nothing will ever change that, okay?" His paw slid back, his fingers running through her headfur. "Maybe we can get you a fur cut while we’re there. It’s getting a little unruly."

"No!" Jamie said. She surprised even herself at how quickly she said it.

Her father took a step back, but smiled. "If you want to keep it long, we can, but at least get it trimmed around the edges, neaten it up a bit. Can we do that?"

The kit reflexively ran her paws through her hair. "Promise you won’t make me cut it all off?" she whispered.

Keith put a paw over his heart. "I promise."

Any time he made a promise like that, she knew he would keep it. She nodded. "Okay…"

He pulled her into a hug. "There we go. Just breathe. We’ll get you some new shirts, some new pants, maybe a dress…"

That last one caught her off guard. She looked up at her father, her eyes wide.

Her father grinned. "Sound like a plan, kit?"

"B-but… boys aren’t supposed to wear dresses," Jamie whispered.

Keith smirked. "Says who?"

"Everybody," Jamie muttered.

"Really, now?" her father replied. "Tell you what… why don’t you go get dressed, and I’ll change myself, and we can talk about it on the way to the mall. Sound good?"

Jamie sighed and nodded. Best to go along with it. She knew she couldn’t get her hopes up too high. That had to be a trap, and she wasn’t about to be caught in it.

The arctic fox kits’ footpaws dragged along the floor as she trudged to her room. She didn’t want to think about the closet and dresser full of boy clothes, but she had no other choice. She was born this way, and nothing could change that.

She sighed as she got dressed. It sucked having to live this lie, but she knew she had to. Boys couldn’t wear dresses.

The vixen took her time getting dressed. Nothing looked like it would fit who she was. She knew it would be nearly impossible to find anything pink in the boy clothes section. But maybe she could talk her dad into one pink thing, or ask Ellie if she could have one of her tops or skirts to wear at home when she was in her room. It’d be better than nothing.

"Hey, sweetie."

Jamie’s ears perked. Dad was already here. She sighed as she pulled on a t-shirt. "I’m almost ready, Dad," she said.

"Alright, kit. I’ll be downstairs," Dad said.

With a heavy heart, Jamie finished getting dressed, then dragged herself out of her room to greet her fate. Though the last thing she expected was what she found when she got to the living room.

Her father was seated on the couch, one leg crossed over the other. That wasn’t unusual. What WAS unusual was how he was dressed. He was wearing a pink dress.

He smiled at her as she entered the living room. "Why hello there. I do believe you said something about boys not being able to wear dresses." He stood up and walked to her, giving her nose a little boop. "Perhaps this can dispel that silly little notion."

Jamie blinked. "Y… you have a dress?" she asked.

"Several," Dad said. "I did some drag in my twenties. Still held onto a few dresses." He grinned. "Maybe we could get some for you, too."

"Could we?" Jamie said, maybe too quickly.

Dad laughed. "Of course!" He took his daughter’s paw. "Maybe we can swing by the Langley’s and see if you can’t borrow one of Ellie’s dresses for our shopping trip. I bet we could talk Ellie and her mom into joining us, too."

Dress shopping with Ellie? That sounded like the best! "Yeah!" Jamie said. She ran up and hugged Dad. He was the best. If she couldn’t be a girl, she could at least dress like one.

Her father kissed her forehead and rose. "Let’s go, then, kit."

In no time at all they were in the car heading to Ellie’s. It wasn’t a long drive, barely more than two minutes, but since they were going to be heading out shopping it made sense. She squirmed excitedly as they drove.

The moment they pulled up outside the Langleys’ house, Jamie was ready to leap out. Dad barely had time to turn the car off before she was out the door and running up the path to their porch. She shook as she pressed the doorbell. Mrs. Langley answered just as Jamie’s dad caught up.

"Why hello, Jimmy!" Mrs. Langley said. She grinned as she looked at Jamie’s Dad. "My my, Keith. Or is it Mistress Divine today?"

Dad laughed and shook his head. "Please, I don’t have the hips to be Mistress Divine anymore," he said. "Just Keith for today, Terry. But anyway… could we come in? I have a little proposition I’d like to discuss with you."

"Of course," Terry said. She stepped aside to allow Keith and Jamie entry.

"Where’s Ellie?" Jamie asked.

"I believe she’s in the den with Robbie," Terry said.

The arctic vixen was off like a rocket, heading right for the den. Sure enough, she found Ellie there with her brother. They were engaged in a heated round of Mario Kart. "Ellie!" she cried.

The red fox vixen perked her ears. "Hi Jimmy! Lemme just finish this race!"

Again that name. It stung like pins and needles, but Jamie was too excited to let it bother her. She stood by the couch, her tail wagging furiously as she watched the two red foxes finish their race. As was usual, Ellie came in a sound first place.

"I swear, you have to cheat," Robbie said.

Ellie beamed. "You’re just jelly ‘cause I’m better than you!" She stuck her tongue out at her brother, then turned her attention to Jamie. "Wanna join us?"

Jamie shook her head. "Maybe later. But first, can I borrow one of your dresses?"

Her friend blinked. "Uh, sure, Jimmy. But why?"

The arctic vixen trembled. "Um… Dad wants to take me clothes shopping and said I could get some dresses and I wanna wear one when I go if that’s okay."

"Oh!" Ellie said. "Yeah, that makes sense. Sure!" She put her controller down and grabbed Jamie’s paw. "C’mon, we can go look!"

Immeasurable joy rose in Jamie’s heart as she followed Ellie up to her bedroom. It had been months since she had borrowed Ellie’s clothes. She used to wear them all the time. Ellie had so many pretty dresses, and she had always been very nice about letting Jamie borrow them. Sometimes she even wore them around the Langley’s house. Ellie’s brother thought it was weird at first, but her parents had been fine with it. Jamie had only stopped when Mom left. But that wasn’t the time to think about that.

Ellie released her paw as they reached her bedroom. She threw open her closet, presenting all of her dresses. "Go ahead, pick any one you want!"

Her eyes were drawn right to one in particular: a pink flower print dress. It had long been her favorite. She was glad that Ellie wasn’t wearing it that day. Her paws trembled as she reached in and pulled it off the hanger.

"Good choice!" Ellie said.

Jamie trembled as she took it over to Ellie’s bed. Without a second thought, she pulled off her shirt and then her shorts, and pulled on the dress. The material felt so good around her. Everything felt right. She could look like her, even if no one else could know that it was more than just an act.

She spun around and grinned at Ellie. "How do I look?"

"Great!" Ellie said. "You look very pretty."

Pretty. Her. That felt good to hear. "Do I look like a girl?"

This got a pause from her friend. "Yeah," Ellie said after a few moments. "Just like a girl!" She giggled. "Do you wanna change undies, too?"

The arctic vixen gave her friend a quizzical look. "Whatcha mean?"

Ellie grinned and pulled open a draw of her dresser, and pulled out a pair of pink panties. "Ya know, something like this instead of your boy undies!"

"Could I?" Jamie asked, maybe too quickly.

"Duh!" Ellie said. She handed the garment over to Jamie.

She hesitated only a moment before she pulled her briefs down. They had seen each other naked a lot growing up: swimming nude in the pool in their back yard, baths together, sometimes even going around the house naked. But this was the first time she had worn Ellie’s underwear.

That wasn’t something she’d thought about. Even if she was getting dresses, she’d still be wearing boy underwear. Sure, no one saw those usually, but she’d know. At least for that day she could wear them.

A smile spread across her muzzle as she pulled them on. They hugged her hips much more nicely than her boy undies. They were a bit snug on her front, but that was okay. She giggled as she lifted up her dress. "Do these look good, too?"

"Uh huh!" Ellie said. This time she had no hesitation. "Just like a girl!"

Jamie looked down at her groin. Maybe there was a bit more bulge than Ellie, but not hugely so. That was nice. She could pretend she was a real girl, just like Ellie.

"Thanks." Jamie threw her arms around Ellie and squeezed her. A few tears escaped down her cheeks, betraying the complete bliss in her heart. This was rapidly becoming the best day ever.

The two vixens ran downstairs to join their parents. Keith and Terry were sitting in the living room chatting, and both turned to the girls as they entered.

"Oh, you look fabulous, kit," Keith said.

"A very fitting choice," Terry concurred. "Ellie, dear, how would you like to come to the mall and do a little shopping?"

Ellie gasped. "Can we?"

"Of course!" Terry said. "Keep the boys company while they clothes shop, and maybe see about picking up something new for you, too."

Boys. Jamie and her dad. She cringed. If her dad noticed, he didn’t say anything, and soon enough, they were in the car, heading to the mall.

Thankfully, like usual, Ellie was too distracted staring at the window to try to talk. That suited Jamie just fine. It meant not having to deal with her feelings. Even wearing a dress, her dad and best friend and her mom only saw her as a boy.

Up front, Keith and Terry talked. At first she didn’t listen in. And then a topic came up that made her ears perk.

"So Keith, what do you think of all of those anti-trans bills those red states have been trying to pass lately?" Terry asked.

Keith scoffed. "Ugh. Hate them. Let trans folks be themselves! It’s absolutely ridiculous to try to legislate that away."

"Mommy, what’s trans?" Ellie asked.

Jamie’s ears perked higher. That was a good question, actually. It wasn’t a term she was familiar with.

"Well, Ellie, some furs feel a disconnect between their gender and their body," Terry said. "A fur can be a boy but born in a body that others think is a girl, or a girl can be born in a body that others think are boys."

That was her! That’s exactly what Jamie was! There was a word for it, and there were others like her! Wait, but if there were also people trying to make laws banning it… did that mean it was bad?

Before she could go too far down that line, Ellie broke in.

"Jimmy, does that mean you’re trans?"

Everyone fell silent. Jamie could feel Ellie’s eyes boring into her. She didn’t want to answer that question. She couldn’t.

"It’s okay if you are," Terry said. "There’s nothing wrong with being trans."

"Of course!" Keith added. "I’ll love you just the same, son or daughter. You’re still my kit, no matter your gender."

Jamie couldn’t believe her ears. They… were okay with her being a girl? Her face burned. She was certain her blush could be seen under her white fur.

"It’d be neat if you were a girl!" Ellie said. "Not that you aren’t neat now, but girls are way cooler than boys." She reached over and took Jamie’s paw. "So are you?"

Terry cleared her throat. "Ellie, dear, we shouldn’t pressure your friend." The elder red vixen reached a paw back and laid it on Jamie’s knee. "It’s okay if you’re not sure either, J. If you’d like to explore it, maybe we can try it for today, and see how you feel."

The arctic vixen’s ears perked. It was weird, hearing just her first initial. Not a bad weird, and better than hearing her boy name, but it wasn’t a great feeling, either.

"Your mother and I settled on Catherine for if you were born a girl," Keith offered.

"Eww," Jamie said, without thinking.

Her dad laughed. "Well, you can have whatever name you want, kit. You just tell us what you want us to call you, okay?"

Could she really just say it? There was only one way to find out. "Jamie," she said.

"Jamie’s a pretty name!" Ellie said.

"Very pretty," said Terry. "Then I guess you’ll be Jamie today. Is that what you’d like?"

Jamie nodded. She tried to hide her smile, but it was hard in the car.

And just like that, their conversation returned to normal. Jamie was no longer the center of attention, other than Ellie grabbing her paw. They held paws for the whole rest of the car trip, right up until they had to get out of the car at the mall.

Keith stretched as he got out, then turned towards Jamie and took her paws in his. "Before we go in, there’s something important I have to say."

Oh no. What was coming?

"Your name is Jamie, right?" Keith said.

Jamie nodded. She closed her eyes tensed, waiting for her father’s disapproval.

"Hi, Jamie. I’m Dad."

When she opened them, her dad was smiling at her. He even pulled her in for a hug.

"Now, let’s go get you some clothes," he said.

True to his word, Dad made no attempt to steer Jamie towards the boy clothes section. Ellie got excited for every dress and skirt Jamie picked out. Her mom made a few suggestions, and even Jamie’s Dad picked out a couple that she really liked.

There was one thing that Jamie didn’t have the courage to ask for, though. At least not until Dad suggested it.

"Do you want to pick up some underwear, too?" he whispered in her ear.

Jamie blushed and looked up at Dad. "Could I?"

"Of course," he said. His face was all relaxed smile. "And I’m sure the other girls can help us pick the right size for you." He waved the red foxes over as they made for the underwear section.

The arctic fox kit’s eyes widened as she looked through all of the selections. There were so many options! It was nice to get away from the boyish colors and themes, but she felt almost overwhelmed.

Ellie leaned into Jamie. "What colors d’ya want?"

"Pink," Jamie said.

Terry giggled. "Such a girly girl," she teased. The vixen directed Jamie’s gaze to a certain size range. "This size it what Ellie wears. It’ll probably fit you, too," she whispered.

Jamie’s paws trembled as she reached out and picked out a couple of packages of panties. Might as well try out different brands, see what she liked. It felt so unreal, though. She looked up at her Dad. "I can really have these?" she whispered.

Keith chuckled. "Of course, princess."

She nodded, and followed her Dad and Ellie’s mom to the registers.

The cashier smiled as they arrived. "Hello! It’s nice to see another lesbian couple out shopping," she said.

Jamie flicked her ears. They did look like a family, didn’t they? A pit formed in her stomach. What would her father say?

The elder arctic fox grinned. "Oh, I wouldn’t call myself a lesbian so much as secure enough in my masculinity to wear what feels comfortable," Keith said. "Just out with my daughter and her best friend to do a little clothes shopping."

His daughter. He called her a girl. It didn’t even sound forced. She couldn’t help but to smile. Dad was really serious, wasn’t he?

Terry laughed and elbowed his side. "Yeah, no couple here, unfortunately. We’ve been friends for a long time, but not that way."

The cashier nodded. "Well, you have two very cute cubs," she said. "They look like they could be sisters!"

Ellie squealed with delight. "Wouldn’t it be cool if we were sisters, Jamie? I’ve never had a sister! Nothing wrong with my brother, but he’s kinda lame. A sister would be amazing!"

Neither cub noticed the uncomfortable glance that Terry and Keith shared.

"Well, I think your father might have something to say about that," Terry said.

"Oh, right," Ellie replied.

"It’s a nice thought, though," Jamie said.

Imagine, having a sister. Especially one her own age. They could share clothes, and secrets, and play games. Kinda like what she and Ellie had been doing ever since Jamie’s mom left her dad. Home wasn’t nearly as exciting as an only cub, especially since her mom never seemed to want to play or even interact with her.

Before she knew it, they were off into the mall again. Jamie squeezed her dad’s paw as they walked. It felt good to be out like this, though beneath her smile, she was still nervous as heck. Her eyes kept darting to every fur that they passed. Would they know? Would they look at her and see a boy in a dress?

Maybe not. After all, hadn’t the clerk at the clothing store called her a girl, too? Still, it wasn’t a sure thing, especially since there was still another element that needed doing: her hair.

Jamie trembled she followed her Dad, Ellie, and Terry into the hair dresser. Another wave of anxiety hit her. What if Dad didn’t let her keep her hair long like she wanted.

Her dad greeted the receptionist. "Hello! My friend and I are looking to get haircuts for our girls."

Their girls. Plural. That meant Jamie too. It amazed her how quickly her dad had adjusted. Though maybe she shouldn’t have been surprised. After all, he’d never said anything negative when she’d been borrowing Ellie’s dresses and skirts when she was younger. He’d never given her the angry or frustrated looks that her mother did. Still, it was scary. He could change his mind at any moment.

Her thoughts were interrupted as the hair dresser, a very nice doe, took her in. She was seated right next to Ellie, which was really nice.

"So, how do you want your hair, sweetie?" the hair dresser asked.

Jamie flicked her ears and glanced at Ellie, then at her reflection. "Umm… I dunno. I like the length, but…"

The hair dresser giggled. "Well, we can clean up the edges and give it some layers."

"That sounds nice!" Jamie said.

She smiled the whole time as her headfur was trimmed and shaped. Before her eyes it transformed from an overlong shaggy mess into a truly girlish style. Every now and then she glanced at the mirror next to her and watched Ellie’s progress. The red vixen always got her hair cut short, into an almost boyish cut. It looked good on her, but it wasn’t anything Jamie would want for herself.

"All done!" the doe said.

It felt like no time at all had passed. But here she was, truly looking like a girl. She teared up and hugged the doe. "Thank you," she said.

The hair dresser gasped and giggled. "Glad you like it, sweetie!"

She ran to her Dad and hugged him, too. "How do I look?" Jamie asked.

"Gorgeous as always, princess," Keith replied.

Jamie practically floated back through the mall as she, Ellie, Terry, and Keith returned to the car. She was going to wake up tomorrow with a wardrobe full of girl clothes and a girl haircut and even having Dad call her a girl name. It was absolutely perfect. She just hoped that it wasn’t all a dream.","pools_count":2,"title":"Gender Trouble","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"application/msword","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"0","rating_name":"General","ratings":[],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"6","views":"402"}