James watched as the sun rose over the roof of the barn, shading his eyes to the glowing light as he finished putting out the food for the chickens, horses, cows, dogs and all other animals him and his family took care of on the family farm. This land had been his fathers and had been in the family for generations. He had worked the land hard over the last few years and was finally beginning to see the positives. His crop yield was increasing and all the animals were in fine shape, many of the animals going up for sale as the market seasons slowly came closer and closer. He brushed an arm across his forehead, wiping away the sweat that had formed on his brow as he turned and made his way back towards his house. Today marked an important day for him and his family. His youngest daughter had finally come to the age where she'd be recognized as a woman within the family. That meant one important thing, the fathers duty kicking in. Where most families gave their children a talk about the works of the mature body, James family preferred a more.. Hands on approach.
He made his way into his house and washed off his face, cleaning away the mess from his outside labors before kicking off his shoes with a sigh. He knew what he needed to do and he knew where to find his daughter. She always enjoyed sleeping in, a luxury of the farm life for some people. He made his way to the staircase that led up too her room and slowly climbed the steps, reaching her room with a small smile on his face. He glanced around for her, curious as to whether or not she had stirred from her restful sleep yet. He knew either way he'd have to wake her up and, though she may not approve of the actions he was about to undertake, it was necessary for her to become a women. Whether or not he had to use force was up too her.
He made his way into his house and washed off his face, cleaning away the mess from his outside labors before kicking off his shoes with a sigh. He knew what he needed to do and he knew where to find his daughter. She always enjoyed sleeping in, a luxury of the farm life for some people. He made his way to the staircase that led up too her room and slowly climbed the steps, reaching her room with a small smile on his face. He glanced around for her, curious as to whether or not she had stirred from her restful sleep yet. He knew either way he'd have to wake her up and, though she may not approve of the actions he was about to undertake, it was necessary for her to become a women. Whether or not he had to use force was up too her.