F.E.M.

Tim was known as one of the cruelest and most abusive men in fashion. He treated his models like slaves, using fear and money as leverage to use and mistreat them to his heart's delight. His stepson Alex was no different, keeping up the family business of preying on beautiful women in hopes of a modelling career. His stepfather was so proud of him.

Then, he disappeared.

Tim used every one of his many resources in hopes of locating Alex, but his stepson was gone, and there was seemingly no hope. F.E.M. had taken him.

The Female Emancipation Movement, or F.E.M. was a sort of boogeyman for rich, regressive douchebags. Rumors about them ranged from real world things, such as confirmed kidnappings, to obviously fake horror stories, such as mind control. But whether the scifi fairy tales about them were real or not, they'd taken Tim's beloved stepson. The search went on for two years, but there were no leads. They didn't even give a ransom.

Tim's only solace after all that time was Amelia, a recent addition to his modelling agency, and the hottest girl he'd ever had. Whereas he'd had to use promises of fame and threats of blacklisting to get most girls into bed, Amelia had been the one to come onto him. She was a freak, a delightful doll that wowed in the bedroom and on the runway.

As his search for Alex entered its third year, he took comfort in Amelia. He was even planning to marry her.

Meanwhile, the heads at F.E.M. debated how long to keep this charade up. The transformation had been so complete that Tim would never guess that Amelia had once been a man. She could be his perfect wife until he died, and then whisper him the truth on his deathbed.

But this was meant to be Tim's punishment as well as Alex's.

They would get married, which would give Amelia control of the modelling agency when they kidnapped Tim.

Then, as Amelia reformed the company into something more fair, equitable and uplifting, Tim would be brought to F.E.M. for his own transformation. And the last thing he'd hear before his mind was taken over by their scientists was the true identity of his fiery young wife, the true name of the princess who ruled the runway.

All those 'Daddys' that Amelia had moaned out were about to take on a whole new meaning.