You have grown now: Part II

The days went by, but Reagan couldn't get the girl out of his mind. She paid no attention to anything and was always daydreaming. George began to think she must have hit her head and needed medical attention. Margaret reassured him by pointing out that she might be in love, which was quite common at her age. George started training her himself, throwing all sorts of powerful Light User techniques at her in an attempt to get her to snap out of it quietly. Eventually, she regained her senses and focused. Her skin was at stake here. Margaret disapproved but she knew he was just being protective of her.

One morning the whole castle woke up to a bestial scream. George and Margaret teleported to Reagan's room and found her on the bed, shaking as she looked down her trousers. George said in an irritated tone, "You woke up the whole kingdom because you finally started your menstruation.".

George looked at Margaret and asked, "I remember asking you to have this conversation with her.". Before Margaret could snap back at her husband for assuming she hadn't, Reagan said, "I know what menstruation is, grumpy old man! This is different. I grew up...". George asked angrily, "Speak, child, before I search your soul myself for answers.".

Margaret held his arm and said: "Dear, perhaps I should handle this. Besides, you are underdressed."

The second she said this he realised he was still in his night shirt and trousers and left the room embarrassed but as he left he said: "I want answers before I get my morning coffee."

Reagan sighed with relief, thinking she was off the hook. Margaret said with a forced, almost evil smile, "You were saying..., child. You better tell me everything or... I will beat the truth out of you with my bare hands."

Reagan's body tensed as she felt for the first time the murderous intent of her "adoptive grandmother". Reagan gave in and told most of the story. Her grandmother then said: "If I have my facts right? It all started after that wild encounter?". Reagan nodded shyly. Margaret then said with a burst of childish laughter, "I can't help you this time. Let's go see your grandpa... he knows better." Reagan made a face that made her laugh even harder as she left the room. She waited for Reagan to get dressed and they went to George's office where he was getting impatient.

They went in and George invited them both to sit down. He sat down on his chair, which looked more like a thrown chair, and said: "So... may I know what the devil is wrong with you, you nasty raccoon? She looked at her grandmother and giggled shamelessly. She began to tell less and less of the story, and when she had finished, she said: "And so I woke up with a clitoris that had grown a few more centimeters and more girth.".

Laughing at her last statement, George resisted the urge to strangle her for her lewd behaviour. Then he asked casually: "How many inches?" She coyly replied:" Six... inches". He stood up almost forcefully and said, "Child... you have grown. Now your late blooming makes more sense. You have reached the time where your soul chooses what it is most genuinely attracted to... because it complements it. Visibly in your case, it is the feminine aura. We have had such cases in our family before. You will never give birth to a child as other women do, even if you choose to mate with men. But you can impregnate normal women and men who have gone through the same changes as you have.". With a look of melancholy on his face as if he remembered the fragile and innocent baby she used to be, he said: "You are no longer a child. Your actions can and will bear fruit. Welcome to the adult world." Georges looked at her mockingly and said:" A little advice...no illegitimate child. Take it from my experience, they are quite a handful". He laughed viciously as she pouted feeling targeted. As he went back to his work, Margaret picked up where he left off and began to teach her protection and fertility spells.