I suddenly found myself in the car with my driver, driving us towards the mall that I rented once for Victoria and me. This time, though, I would not be in an empty mall but in a high-scale mall that was running normally. I was feeling a bit weird as my Daughter would not stop looking at me with this weird smile.
"What?" I finally asked, keeping my voice feminine since I no longer needed to hide what I was doing.
"Well, I never realized just how cute a girl you would make, Richelle," She said, making my female name elongated, and I could only blush. "Look at you, looking like a young adult punk girl. Have you thought about getting some fake breasts?"
The fact that my daughter was asking this made me blush even harder, and Victoria lit up. "I have been thinking about getting her some faux breasts for her to wear. I am not sure if I should go for the bimbo look or the sophisticated look," Victoria suddenly said, clearly taking charge of the conversation as I looked at them both, bonding over my dressing as a femboy.
"Get all sizes, it is not like we don't have the money, and you can have a wide variety of different looks. Have her wear a Bimbo style, then, like now, a more punk girl, or even go for a sexy goth girl later. The choices are endless when she can change the size of her breasts at will." Gloria said, and I could instantly see the enlightenment in Victoria's expression.
"I cannot believe I did not think of that," Victoria said.
"I have to ask, my dad has always been quite reserved, how is he in bed?" Gloria suddenly asked, much to my surprise.
"GLORIA!" I snapped.
"What?" Gloria asked.
"That is not something you should ask about me!" I demanded my voice strict.
"Oh, come on, Daddy, this is something I have always been curious about. You adopted me when I was a teen and I had fantasies," Gloria began.
"Nope, No, Nope, not happening, at least not in front of me," I said, my voice dark and I was forward about it, "You are my daughter, you are supposed to think of me having time with other women as gross or something, right, Victoria?" I said, looking for backup.
"He is amazing in bed, quite the bottom and power bottom," Victoria said with a grin, and I looked at her, stunned, as Gloria lit up and smiled.
"So big corporate Daddy is a bottom, I never thought that," Gloria said, much to my dismay, and I looked at Victoria, stupefied.
"Well, bottom is something that, when I was looking things up, is common for people with power. But the fact of the matter is that you really shouldn't be talking about this with your father around. It is making him question my sanity," Victoria said with a charming smile, and suddenly she pulled me closer and kissed me quickly. "See, look at her right now, it is making her question reality and why I am talking like this with you."
"Why are you talking about this?" I asked my voice, sounding dumb.
"Because women commonly talk about this," Victoria bluntly said.
"So true, Daddy," Gloria said with a grin, then it suddenly turned to a frown, "I already learned that Darrek has a small cock and cums in three pumps from one of my girlfriends at school. Mike has a large cock, but it's terrible in bed because he thinks the only thing that you have to do in the bedroom is have a large dick and thrust as hard as you can into a woman. Which is clearly not true. Poor Susie, she told me that she likes smaller dicks and is trying to find a way to break up with him because of his size." Gloria shook her head slowly as if to mourn the relationship, "The point I am making is that women talk about sex all the time between each other, and it is kind of hard to have one of our common topics taken away from us when you look so much like a girl. If you want to expand your social circle, you might run into this more often."
"At least for younger women," Victoria added.
"Yeah, and I bet men do this all the time too," Gloria said with a big grin, and I shook my head, feeling a little overwhelmed.
"No, No, No, Men do not do that, Gloria," I said and turned to Victoria, "You should know that too," I said, looking at Victoria, "You had a lot of male friends and know we never really talked about it with each other."
"Well, you were also a recluse," Victoria said, but was clearly thinking about something. "Actually, now that I think about it, the only times that we ever really talked about it were when I brought it up," Victoria said, and I started to think back on it.
My memories were slow to stir, but I nodded slowly as I remembered the few times it did come up, "Yeah, the times we used to talk about it, it would be after you talked about it. Otherwise, we would never talk about it. Bedroom talk is for the bedroom, and rarely do men talk about it with each other unless there is a problem," I finished.
"Huh," Gloria said, genuinely surprised at my words. "I did not know that, I am really curious though, sorry Daddy."
"Well, then this discussion is over for two reasons," Victoria said with a chuckle, taking our attention. "First of all, Richelle is a little flustered over it. Second, we are at the mall and not walking in a high-end mall conversation."
"Agreed!" Gloria said with a smile, and we pulled down into a garage as we went silent. Not long later, we got out. We quickly headed towards the elevators without a word for a minute.
Then out of nowhere, Victoria asked, "Alright. Any ideas for what we are going to shop at first?"
"Oh, I want to see Daddy- Richelle, do a fashion show, and I know just the shop!" Gloria exclaimed, and I shivered a little as Victoria and Gloria shared a look and a smile that sent another shiver up and down my spine when I thought of it.
If only I ran then.