Scania International Female Academy

The Female Academy at Scania

"A female academy is a perfect place where only the brain needs to work. The students have far less antagonism or distraction toward one another. Seeing as women are already the unquestionably superior societal gender, a female academy would be the ultimate educational experience. That is why I am sending you off to board with a female academy in the highly-esteemed child-friendliness of Sweden."

"Mother, are you serious???" The daughter's eyes roll constantly away from the surreal sight before her. She pauses but time waits for her so, she states the obvious. "I am not a girl, how can I go to a girl's academy?"

"We have seen more than enough evidence - you are far more comfortable with dressing up as a girl than the average boy and your looks and mild manners have always confused guests about your gender." The mother sighed. "I am hoping that those mild manners disappear and you can embrace true womanhood at the academy."

"But those were just Halloween costumes and cosplays!"

"You asked your first crush out in one of those Halloween costumes, if I remember correctly. It was a sailor suit, yes? You said it was some magical girl and you thought that her staff was really cool."

"I really did that?" She seriously did not remember.

"You did, daughter."

Daughter??? The girl hugged herself as if it would cover her presence.

The mother put her hand on her daughter's shoulder. "No need to feel insecure about this. We have known for a long time."

Slowly, the daughter's eyes traced their way up from the polished wood floor, up her mother's figure to her eyes with uncomfortably comforting respect. She had feared this day for her whole life and the fact that her gender identity was accepted so easily did not lessen the immense stress of a discovered secret long-held.

Her mother kissed her. "I have always loved you, my dear. If you want to be a girl, that would make me happier, Ives..... By the way, what is the name that you have always longed for?"

"Fila."

"Filip is a boy's name."

"No, I said Fila."

"Odd, I have never heard of a name like that. Where did you get it from?"

"I just made it up."

"Fila, get packing! You are going to be living my dream - a world without men!"

Fila nearly falls over when she tries to back away from her mother. "But I am still a boy, not a girl. What are you going to do?"

"We will use hops to feminize you - that herb that they use to bitter up brews. If that does not work, I will already have some other plan in place. However, hops are rumored to work faster than anything." Gasps and yips of glee could barely hold themselves within Fila's mother and she nearly broke the sink faucet as she danced across the kitchen.

Fila raced to her room with constant blushing. She could no longer think with all of the embarrassments of the past running back and forth within her. It was already Summer Holidays and her body was already well into male puberty. Would there really be enough time for her to pass? Her facial hair would be a huge concern and very difficult to hide if she was sharing dorm rooms with other students.

To be continued