I was relieved that we did not have to go to the homeless charity, and in a sense, I was also relieved at the outcome, as it meant that Tobias and Connie could finally see just how much trouble they were in. I marched them back to the car, and once we were all in, I took Janet back home, and then we headed back home.

"You should both know that during the time that you are not allowed to use the computer, you are also not allowed to watch tv or play with your phones." I said to Tobias and Connie.
"Are you mad at us?" Connie asked out of worry.
"If you knew just how mad I am at you, you would be scared into behaving like responsible people." I replied. "If you ever dare to step out of line, I will make life difstoryult for you, and I won't care how difstoryult it will be, because you will not be allowed to get away with the shit that you dished out to mom."
"What do you mean by that?" Connie pretended to not know.
"You ran around mom like she was your servant, and that is going to stop." I replied. "I am not going to shout, but if I tell you that something is to be done, then you are going to do it. No, I don't have to help, as if you are stupid enough to get into trouble, then you are stupid enough to get yourself out of trouble with no help whatsoever, because I will tell everybody I know that you are not to be helped."

That was how hard I was willing to make it for them if it meant that they would behave. Little did I know, they were going to try and push me to the limit.

The next day, I woke up early, and gently woke them up. They made their breakfasts, got changed, and headed off to school as normal. It was raining outside, so they were wearing rainproof clothing which kept them from catching a cold. When I returned home, I headed into my ofstorye, and turned on my laptop, so that I could begin my work for the day. Being an author, I specialised in writing stories that did not just feature mpreg, and I started writing the latest chapter of a transgender romance story that was almost a million words in length. My clothing of choice was a jacket, shirt, and jeans, and I was barefoot. Then, all of a sudden, the phone went. I picked it up, and was relieved to hear Janet's voice.

"They were behaving last night." I said over the phone.

I was talking and typing at the same time, and Janet was one of the readers of the story. I also had a book publishing deal on the horizon, and I was also about to be commissioned to write dad's memoirs.

"Tomorrow is when their no computer punishment ends, although if they misbehave, I will contemplate extending it." I said over the phone.

Janet then hung up, and allowed me to continue writing the chapter that I was on. By the time I had finished said chapter, it was almost noon, and I was in the mood for a bacon sandwich. I uploaded the chapter, walked out of my ofstorye, and walked into the kitchen, where I prepared a couple of sandwiches. I had no idea what the afternoon would bring, which made me as nervous as a cat that had just been brought into the animal shelter for the first time.

I decided to eat in the living room, as I knew that getting crumbs etc everywhere in my ofstorye was not going to be the best of ideas. I barely finished the first sandwich, when I got a text. I picked up the phone, and saw that it was from mom. I read it, and was not surprised at the fact that she had somehow managed to spill coffee all over herself, because she was a little clumsy, and it was not the first time that she had done it. I replied, and put the phone down. I then resumed eating, and didn't leave the living room until all sandwiches were gone. I then returned to my ofstorye, and started writing the next chapter of the story.

When 2:30pm came, I left the house and got into the car to drive to the school and pick Tobias and Connie up. I started the car, and drove off. It wasn't that long a drive, although I got a surprise when I saw the man again, although he was focused on reading what looked like a newspaper, but he did look at me for a couple of seconds, which made me smile. I then arrived at the school, and picked up Tobias and Connie.

Over the next couple of weeks, punishments went in and out. Tobias and Connie also got detention a couple of times for fighting in school, and I also started the process of transitioning from female to male. I also became more strict, and the punishments that I enforced became more harsh. I also saw the man a couple more times, but always in different scenarios, and each time, I secretly hoped that he was who I hoped he was.

This one day 5 weeks later, we all woke up to a bad start.

"IF I HEAR YOU'VE BEEN GIVEN DETENTION JUST ONE MORE TIME, YOU WILL SUFFER FOR IT!" I yelled.

Connie was in serious trouble, and I was almost at boiling point. There was nothing in for breakfast, so we all had to go without. They got into the car, and I angrily drove them to school. After that, I headed to the store to buy food, and then I headed home, where I got a phone call from the school, alerting me to the fact that both Tobias and Connie had picked another fight.

"Give them detention every day for the coming week, and I will promise that they will not get away with trouble here at home either." I said over the phone.

I ended the call, and walked straight into my ofstorye. I had completely lost it, and after giving myself another shot of testosterone, I got onto the pc, and started looking for nannies in the local area. However, I did not want a traditional nanny, as I wanted a nanny that could be kind but firm and open to punishment. I then decided to go onto the website for the local newspaper, and filled in an online advert telling online viewers that I was looking for a nanny, and that they would have to move in immediately. Almost immediately, I got a reply, which said 'if you are interested in my services, send me an email and we can meet up within the hour'. I had no idea who it was, but I sent an email telling them that I would be more than happy to, although they didn't leave a name. They immediately got back, telling me to meet them outside a local eaterie. I replied, and once I got a confirmation, I sent another email, turned off the pc, sent Janet a text saying that I was about to meet somebody who would act as a nanny to Tobias and Connie, to which she replied with 'I must be there'.

A couple of minutes later, I picked Janet up.

"Did this nanny tell you their name?" Janet was eager to know.
"No, but they are apparently what I am requiring. Not just that, but I am also thinking about getting reshaping surgery in the hips department." I replied.
"Did Tobias and Connie piss you off?" Janet then asked.
"Big time, as they got into another fight, and I hope that this nanny will help them change their ways." I mentioned.

We both got into the car, and I told Janet about the most recent fight. When we got to the eaterie, we sat down at one of the outdoor tables.

"So now we wait for this nanny to show up." Janet looked at me.
"If it turns out to be him, I will be so happy." I was hopeful.
"Your happiness level would be through the roof." Janet smiled.

And then the nanny appeared.

Martin.

I walked up to the table, and took a look at the females that were there. I had sent a reply to one of them who had asked for a nanny, and I was hoping that I would be the right nanny for them. The one sitting on the right was obviously Jennie, as I had been reading all of her stories, and I had seen some photos of her.

"Are you the one who posted the ad online?" I asked.

Jennie looked up at me, with a surprised look on her face.

"I did indeed." Jennie tried to not act surprised.
"You look surprised to see me." I noticed.
"I was hoping that you would be the one to respond to my advert." Jennie looked at me. "Are you willing to start tonight?"
"I am more than happy to." I smiled.
"The pay that I get is enough to cover both of us. Also, what are you like with teenagers?" Jennie looked at my hand.
"I am good with teenagers, although I am extremely firm and am no stranger to punishing them if they have done wrong." I confirmed.
"That's good, because my half-brother and half-sister are living with me and they need to learn to behave." Jennie mentioned.

I then got out a small sheet that was filled with info about myself, and gave it to Jennie.

"So you are 52 years old, have been here in the US for many years, and have been a nanny to at least 20 children." Jennie read aloud. "You are also a professional musician, and you... WHAT?!"
"What did you see?" Janet asked Jennie.

Jennie showed the piece of paper to Janet, and showed her the piece of info that she was surprised at. Janet then looked at me.

"Are you really her grandson?" Janet was wide-eyed with surprise.
"Not biologically, but yes." I beamed. "My name is Martin, by the way."
"I thought you were a..." Jennie started.
"I know, as I saw the mpreg story that you wrote about me, and I think you did a beautiful job." I added.

That made Jennie and Janet both blush.

"Well then you are definitely hired." Jennie beamed. "Also, I am not going to remain like this, as I'm sure you're aware that I am transgender, and that the next couple of months will bring about a lot of changes."
"That does not bother me in the slightest." I smiled.
"I am glad." Jennie replied.

I was also hoping that what Jennie had written in the story would be similar to real-life, as I wanted to be able to get her siblings to behave, yet at the same time, I also wanted to have children of my own. I had been taught most of my skills by my grandmother, who had died in 1980 (at the ripe old age of 100), and I hoped that it would all be worthwhile.

"Tell me about your half-brother and half-sister." I looked at Jennie.
"For starters, their names are Tobias and Connie." Jennie replied. "They are twins, and they are paternal half-siblings, although their mom adopted me when she married my dad, so in a sense they are full siblings aswell as half-siblings."
"What is their behavior like?" I wanted to know.
"Awful, as they are constantly getting into trouble, and they will be getting detention every day this week." Jennie sighed.
"Are there any other punishments in place?" I then asked.
"No, although I am planning on forcing them to write a letter of apology to the students that they fought with this morning." Jennie replied. "Oh, and before I forget, this is Janet, who co-wrote the last part of that story with me."

I extended my hand, and let Janet shake it.

"I will also mention that I will try and use tactics that my grandmother used when she was alive." I then said.
"What tactics?" Jennie asked out of curiosity.
"Singing and magic spells." I replied.
"Can you magic computers away?" Jennie was eager to know.
"Do you have somewhere to keep them so that Tobias and Connie can't get them?" I then asked.
"I do." Jennie had no idea.
"You won't need it, as I can make computers not turn on for a set amount of time." I mentioned. "I will also use my skills to make them so tired that they go to sleep before 10pm."
"How about before 7pm?" Jennie asked out of curiosity and eagerness.
"I can do that if need be." I confirmed. "I can also perform a mind trick so that if they decide to misbehave, they will get a shiver down their spine and it will make them do what is expected of them."
"You are sounding more and more like someone who should have been available when mom sent them to live with me." Jennie admitted. "On that note, you should sing something for me and Janet when we get back to my house."

I nodded. Seconds later, a waitress appeared. Using mind tricks, I was able to tell her what all of us wanted. She then left the table, returning half an hour later with our orders. Half an hour after that, we left the eaterie, and we all got into Jennie's car, with Janet in the back and me in the front alongside Jennie.

Upon arrival at the house, we all got out of the car. Jennie let us all in, and we walked into the living room, which was where I saw the photo of her dad.

"It's been 10 years since he passed." Jennie mentioned. "Not a day goes by when I don't think of him."
"You both look alike." I noticed.
"He was my role model, and when he died, my world as I knew it crashed, because we were best friends." Jennie admitted.

We then sat down on the sofa, and Jennie got her phone out to start filming. I started singing (the song was Just A Spoonful Of Sugar Helps The Medicine Go Down) and Jennie filmed the entire thing. Once I finished singing, I clicked my fingers, and the clock that was on the wall made a chiming sound.