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Mindy may archive this story. If anyone else wishes to, please contact me. SRU: Ranma By Morpheus. As soon as school was over, Chris Tucker hurried over to the mall, not very interested in going straight home. He was more interested in going through a couple of the bookstores for whatever new books had come out, though nothing new had come out that day that caught his interest. Though Chris didn?t have anything in particular in mind when he?d come to the mall, he had intended to check out Suncoast, to see if the latest Ranma tape had come out yet. Disappointed, he left the video store, wondering why they waited so long between releasing the tapes. Ranma was his favorite anime series, and neither Chris or his best friend Mark could get enough of it. As soon as a new tape would come out, one of them would buy it, and they'd both go over to Chris's house to watch it, and laugh at the escapades of the cast. As Chris went over to the mall fountain, a girl caught his eye, though it took him several seconds to recognize her. She was Allison Sacher. Chris had a little bit of a crush on her, but then again, half the boys in his school did. Chris sighed and admired her from a distance for a few seconds, knowing that he'd never have a chance at her, since she was a senior and he was only a junior. And besides, after a few of the things he'd heard about her, he wasn't completely sure he'd really want to date her. She was supposedly a bit stuck up. Shrugging, Chris walked away, intent on finding something else in the mall to occupy his time for a little while longer until he had to go home. Without paying any particular attention to where he was walking, Chris just started strolling through the mall, dodging around other people that were in his way and moving too slow. Finally, something caught Chris's eye and made him stop. In front of him was a new store that he knew couldn't have been there the last time he'd been in the mall the week before. Chris smiled at the idea of a new store to look through, especially one with the interesting name of Spells R Us, like the one in front of him. Just from the outside, the store practically screamed that it was different from every other store in the mall, largely because it didn't seem to be as bright and flashy. It didn't seem to be trying to attract a lot of attention. Curiously, Chris went through the door, thinking it odd to have a regular door like that in a mall store. That was just another point in the stores favor as far as Chris was concerned. It just made it all more interesting. Smiling, Chris looked around, seeing that the store didn't look like it was new on the inside, but more like it had been there for a long time. Long enough for a lot of clutter and strange merchandise to build up. This was looking better and better to Chris. Shelves were covered with various odds and ends, not in any particular order. As far as Chris could see, there seemed to be almost everything in the store, rather than the specialization that most stores had. Antiques were mixed with what seemed to be computer games and little plastic dolls. Some costumes hung in a corner, seeming to be mostly women's costumes. Maids, prostitutes, harem girl outfits and the like. After glancing around for almost a minute, Chris noticed an old man coming out from a door behind the counter, and looking up at him. Chris was amused to note that the old man was wearing a robe that looked like some sort of wizards robe, like he'd seen on the covers of some fantasy books. "Hello Chris." The old man said, surprising Chris with how he knew his name. In spite of Chris's wondering, he wasn't about to ask, knowing that it was obviously what the old man wanted. The old man sighed, and said, "Since you aren't going to ask, I'll just have to tell you. I'm a wizard." Chris smiled, wondering just what was up. The old man frowned at Chris's obvious disbelief. "All right" he muttered, "don't believe me." "Pretty interesting place you got here" Chris said politely. He wasn't sure that he believed in magic, and in fact was rather skeptical. However, he knew that this place wasn't here the week before, and it certainly looked like it had been there a long time, so he wasn't quite sure what to think. The trick with his name hadn't particularly impressed him, though that had left him rather curious as well. Overall, the mysteriousness only made Chris more interested in the place. "I noticed" The Old Man said, "That you are a fan of Ranma." It wasn't a question. Chris nodded, once again a little curious as to how the old man knew. The Old Man sighed, and shook his head, "I already told you that I'm a wizard" Now Chris was impressed. He figured that the Old Man had just guessed what he was thinking very well, or was great at body language. Then again, Chris wondered if maybe the Old Man could be a wizard. Stranger things have happened. "It is a rather amusing show." The Old Man said, chuckling, and Chris smiled, agreeing with him. "I'll tell you what" The Old Man said, scratching his chin, "I think I have something that as a fan of the show, that you might be interested in." Patiently, Chris waited while the Old Man went into the room behind the counter and brought out something in his hands. He unfolded it and held it up for Chris to see. In the Old Man's hands was a white T-shirt, with a picture of Ranma on the front. Chris smiled, seeing that it had the black haired male Ranma, leaning back against the smaller, red haired, female Ranma. The classic picture from the show. Chris had seen shirts like that one before, but for some reason, this one caught his eye. Since he didn't have any Ranma shirts, Chris figured why not, and asked the Old Man how much it cost. When the Old Man told him it was $8.00, Chris happily handed the money over, and thanked the Old Man. "Oh, I think you'll like it" The Old Man said chuckling, "And do come again. I don't get too much repeat business here." Again, Chris thanked the Old Man, and left the store with his new shirt in a small bag, pleased to find such an interesting new place. He figured that it may even have been better than a new Ranma tape coming out. When Chris got home, he dropped his bag on his dresser, than hurried out to the dining room for dinner. They were having breaded pork chops, which was one of his favorites. As he sat down, Chris could barely keep himself from just grabbing at the food, it smelt so good. "Looks great Mom" Chris said, and was thanked by the cook, who was obviously pleased by the compliment. Sitting down, Chris looked at his Dad, who was helping himself to a pork chop. Chris almost said something about his Dad's balding forehead, but decided that he could wait to tease his Dad some more. His Mom pushed her brown hair back from her eyes and sat down. Like most good cooks, she had a little extra weight from tasting her cooking, but Chris thought that she wasn't as bad as she could be. In fact she took great care not to get too overweight. And just across from Chris was his 11 year old brother Bobby. Chris ignored Bobby's sticking his tongue out at him, too intent on the delicious meal in front of him. Dinner went by quickly with some talking, though Chris was thinking about what he would tell Mark about that new place he'd found. He was sure that Mark would get a kick out of it too. It had been such an interesting store, that he was sure that he'd have to go back again sometime when he was in the mall. After dinner was over, Chris helped put the dishes into the dishwasher, then hurried back up to his room, reminded of his purchase only when he saw it sitting on his dresser, where he'd left it. Smiling, he opened the bag and took the shirt out, holding it up to look at the picture on the front. When he looked at the tag in back, Chris snorted seeing a label that read, MADE IN CHINA. "Appropriate" Chris chuckled, then read underneath that where it said GOOD IN HOT AND COLD WATER. Obviously someone had a sense of humor, Chris thought, leaving the shirt on his bed, while he got up and started to get ready for a shower. He preferred to take his showers in the morning, but knew that he usually didn't have time for that, so ended up taking them at night instead. Chris finished his shower pretty quickly and hurried back to his room wrapped up in his towel. As he slid a pair of shorts on, he remembered his new shirt and slipped that on as well. He was pleased to note that it fit him just right, especially when he remembered that he hadn't thought to check the size when he'd bought it. "I guess that old guy must be pretty good at guessing sizes." Chris told himself. Sighing, Chris knew that he'd have to get some homework done tonight, or he'd be in trouble in class the next day. Shrugging, he sat down at his small desk, and started on his math. Though he quickly got bored, he made himself stay focused so he could finish it up and go find something better to do when he was done. Leaning back in his chair, Chris was thinking about the last problem which had been giving him some trouble. He was about to just put anything down, when Bobby suddenly burst through the door, yelling "Gotcha" And shooting at Chris with his Super Soaker. "Damn!" Chris said, just as Bobby ran back out the door to avoid any retaliation. Angry, Chris realized how wet he was, then quickly realized something else. Gasping, he felt his whole body suddenly start changing on him. He felt himself actually getting smaller, and his body pulling in on itself. Chris fell to his knees as his chest began to expand, while his waist grew smaller. Closing his eyes, Chris tried to ignore the strange sensations running through his body as everything started pushing out or pulling in where it shouldn't. As quickly as it started, it stopped, not having taken any longer than 15 seconds, though it seemed longer to Chris. Nervously, he stood up, and said "What the hell?" and was surprised to hear his own voice. It sounded familiar. Horrified, he wasn't sure exactly what had happened, then something caught his attention from the corner of his eye. With a nervous hand, he reached up and pulled it into his view, seeing that it was hair. Bright red hair, and attached to his head. Looking down at himself, Chris saw the breasts pushing out from his chest, and recognized that the rest of his body also seemed to have changed. It took a second, but Chris started to have an idea, remembering the shirt he was still wearing, and the man he'd bought it from. The man who claimed to be a wizard. Nervously suspecting what he'd find, Chris put his hand into the front of his shorts, only to have his suspicions confirmed. It was gone. Gulping, Chris looked around his room, realizing that he had obviously grown a little shorter as well. His shirt was still fitting him fine, but Chris's shorts weren't quite as comfortable, feeling like they wanted to slide down his legs. Peaking out this door to make sure that no one would see him, Chris snuck into the bathroom, horrified that anyone should see him like that. How would he explain what had happened, when he wasn't even sure? Carefully, he closed the bathroom door behind him, not wanting to be heard. Then he turned to the mirror, ready to face whatever had happened. Chris wasn't at all surprised at what looked back at him. It was a teenage girl, with long red hair, and with large blue eyes. He smiled nervously, then waved. All Chris could do was stare, recognizing the girl in the mirror as Ranma. At least what the female Ranma would look like if she were real, and if she didn't have her hair in a pig tail. Chris realized that it was no wonder he'd recognized his voice. It was the same one that was used on the show. Nervously, he said "Hello" to himself, quietly enough so that no one would hear him. Again, he heard his voice as Ranma's. "Definitely weird" He said. He knew that he should be a lot more scared about this than he was, and that by all rights he should be horrified and panicking. But instead, Chris found himself curious and fascinated. Fascinated that he'd somehow become one of the characters from his favorite show, and amazed that such a thing could happen in real life. As he touched his perky breasts, Chris felt sorry for doubting that Old Man was a wizard when he'd claimed he was. Nothing but magic could have explained this. Again, Chris looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but whistling. The girl who looked back was so nice looking. A little short perhaps, maybe 5 foot 3, but with an athletic and wiry build. He couldn't help but notice the curves on his body, or resist the temptation to fondle his new breasts. After 5 minutes, Chris realized that if anyone should find him like that, there would be a lot of trouble. Chris wasn't exactly sure what had caused this to happen, but remembered that he'd only changed after Bobby had sprayed him with water. Smiling, Chris looked down at the Ranma shirt he was still wearing, recognizing his reflection as one of the characters on it. Smiling, Chris thought that he knew how to change back. Feeling a little nervous, Chris turned he hot water on in the sink, then put his hands into it and splashed himself. He was greatly relieved to feel himself changing back almost immediately. Within a very short time, he was his old self again. Excitedly, he examined himself for any side effects of what had happened, but was relieved to find nothing. Chris was about to take the shirt off, when he smiled, wondering if it would work again. With only the barest hesitation, he put his arm under the sinks cold water, and again felt himself changing. He couldn't help but chuckle to see Ranma looking at him in the mirror again, and smiled. That was great. Once he was sure that it worked, Chris used the warm water to turn himself back to normal. Taking the shirt off, Chris wanted to make sure that there weren't any side effects, and found that when he put his hand under the cold water, nothing happened. He sighed in relief, glad that it was just the shirt. Going into the kitchen, Chris grabbed two Tupperware bowls and brought them to the bathroom, trying not to be noticed by anyone. He sighed in relief when he was safely back in his room, with the door locked. Chris smiled as he looked at the two bowls of water, one warm, and one cold. He wanted to do a little more experimenting, and didn't want to be disturbed. Changing himself back and forth, Chris didn't notice any side effects. He couldn't resist removing his clothes once he was a girl and examining his naked body. All except for the T-shirt which he left on, a little afraid that if he took it off he might either revert to himself immediately, or be stuck like that. He wasn't quite ready to answer what would happen just yet, so was satisfied at looking at his new nipples poking through his shirt, and gingerly touching them. Chris carefully fingered his new vagina, finding it extremely strange having that there rather than his usual genitals. Feeling curious, he slowly slid a finger inside his slit, amazed at being able to do such a thing. Afraid that he might actually like it, Chris pulled his finger back out before he started to really get excited. He could already feel himself starting to get wet, and wasn't sure that he wanted to experiment quite that much. To take his mind off of that, he put some shorts on that would fit him halfway decently, and started to stretch. He was amazed at how flexible and limber his body was. At how he could do the splits with amazing ease, and bend over backwards. He didn't feel as strong as normal, but he certainly knew that he was in better shape like this than he was as himself. He could almost feel the extra energy in his wiry body. After awhile, Chris felt satisfied that he could use the shirt safely, and that it only took hot and cold water to change him back and forth, just like in the show. He couldn't help but smile at what he had, and looked forward to showing it to Mark the next day. Chris finally went to bed in a great mood, but took longer than normal to get to sleep, his mind being too busy with the possibilities. All through the next day Chris bubbled with excitement, wanting to tell someone about the shirt. Several times he almost told Mark, but managed to keep quiet about it, knowing that Mark wouldn't believe him unless he saw it. Chris could barely manage to contain himself until school was out, and he went home, having told Mark earlier to come on over later. When Chris walked in the door, he only barely managed to keep himself from running to his room to get the shirt. It had been the only thing he'd been thinking about all day. Getting the shirt and being able to change again, being able to have that little taste of magic, and of being that close to his favorite show and its star. Quickly, he started towards his room, then froze when he saw Bobby. "What the HELL?" Demanded Chris, seeing that Bobby was wearing his Ranma shirt. "What the hell are you doing in my shirt?" Chris was furious, and having a hard time controlling himself. "What's the big deal? Bobby asked, "It's not like I'm ruining it or anything." "Give me that back" Chris demanded, almost yanking the shirt off of a now angry Bobby, "And don't go into my room or take my stuff again." Chris yelled back, hurrying to his room. It had been all he could do not to hit his brother. Chris was sure that this was a close one, that Bobby could have discovered the shirts magic at any time, and was relieved that his secret was safe. Sighing, Chris looked at his shirt relieved that it was all right. Feeling confident, Chris was about to put his shirt on, then remembered Bobby. He didn't want to be splashed with water or soaked by a squirt gun in front of anyone, so he decided that it would probably be best not to wear it just yet. It wasn't easy for Chris, but he put the shirt back into his drawer until later, all the while wanting to put it on, even if he couldn't use it. Dinner passed in a blur for Chris, who kept waiting for Mark to show up so that he could show off his new shirt. After dinner, he rushed back to his room and changed into his shorts and the shirt, wanting to be comfortable when he finally was able to change. Impatiently Chris waited until Mark finally got there, then ushered Mark to his room. Trying to pretend that everything was normal, Chris made some small talk, and asked about a couple of the girls at school. When it seemed that Mark had relaxed a bit, Chris put one of his favorite Ranma tapes in, and sat next to Mark while it started. While the opening was still playing, Chris got up and went to the bathroom, hurrying back with a glass of water, just so that he'd be ready. By the time that the first episode on the tape was over, Mark and Chris were both laughing and having a good time. Feeling that the time was right, Chris made sure that his bedroom door was locked then sat back down, smiling at Mark. "You know,..." He said, "wouldn't it be cool if that could happen in real life?" "Yeah, Sure" Mark answers with a chuckle. "It would be interesting at least" They shared a chuckle at that. "Well.." Chris began, feeling anxious, "Who knows. Stranger things have happened" With that, Chris carefully poured half the glass of water on his head, wincing as he got wet. Chris smiled at Mark, enjoying the sudden shifting that was occurring in his body. He especially loved the look on Mark's face while he changed. "So, what do you think?" Chris asked, standing up and turning around quickly so that Mark could get a look at his body. Chris broke out laughing at his friend who was staring at him with his mouth dropped open, and his eyes nearly as big as saucers. "Hey, Mark old buddy" Chris said jokingly, "My face is up here" At that, Mark turned bright red and took his eyes off of Chris's breasts. "Cool huh?" "Wwwhat the.... I mean, how the..." Mark said stuttering, making Chris break out into laughter again. Gulping, Mark continued, "How the hell?" He was still looking completely amazed and shocked. Chris smiled. "It's this shirt" He gestured at it, then felt suddenly embarrassed as he realized that his nipples were poking out in the front quite obviously. "Um, its magic, and I got it from some wizard guy at the mall." When he saw the look of skepticism in Marks face, Chris sighed, and told him all about how the Old Man sold him the shirt, and how he'd discovered what it could do when he got home. "Amazing" was all Mark could say, still staring at Chris in awe. "Can I, like, touch them?" he gestured at Chris's breasts. "Watch it, pervert" Chris snapped, then they both started laughing, lightening the mood a bit. "They feel completely real to me, and as far as I can tell, I actually have turned into a girl." Chris felt a little embarrassed at that, but at the same time was excited that he finally had someone that he could share his excitement with. Nervously, Mark touched one of Chris's breasts to see for himself, and Chris felt himself turning read. It felt rather funny to have someone else touching his breasts, as if just having them weren't strange enough. He even thought that he could begin to feel himself getting aroused. Embarrassed, Chris said that was enough, and sat back down, and turned back to the Ranma tape. Smiling, Chris thought that this was definitely better than even the show, and couldn't help but chuckling that Mark kept looking over at him throughout the whole episode. When the episode was over, Chris hit rewind on the VCR, then looked down at himself embarrassed. He'd actually thought it was pretty fun to watch the episode while looking like Ranma, but he realized that if his Mom or anyone should happen to see him, then he'd really have some explaining to do. "Um, Mark" Chris asked hesitantly, feeling embarrassed that he forgot all about the warm water. Not wanting to be caught outside his room, he asked Mark to go into the bathroom and bring him a cup of warm water. "What if I don't?" Mark asked, smirking. Chris sighed, "Then I'll have to go get it myself" "All right, all right" Mark said, looking a little disappointed, "I'll get it. But first, can you take that shirt off, so I can see the rest of you?" Mark had a nice smirk on his face, and Chris felt almost like hitting him, but knew that he'd want the same thing if the situation was reversed. "I don't know if it's safe to take the shirt off when I'm like this" Chris admitted. Mark snorted, saying that was what would have been the best part. After several minutes, Mark succeeded in convincing Chris to at least try taking the shirt off. He felt pretty nervous as he did so, saying "Here goes nothing" while at the moment, was afraid that there might go his manhood. He'd almost expected something when he took the shirt off, like changing back to normal or some sort of tingle, but nothing happened. It was just like removing any other shirt. Chris sighed, looking down at his naked breasts, turning red as Mark gave a wolf whistle. "So" Mark asked, "You wanna go on a date with me tomorrow" Chris laughed, but said no, he didn't think so. 'Too bad." Mark said, shaking his head with a smile on his face. "Now, about that water..." Chris reminded Mark, who reluctantly went to get it. Mark couldn't help but stare at his nipples and his breast that were so much more noticeable than they had been through the shirt. Sure, he'd looked down the front of it, and lifted it up, but this was the first time that he'd seen them without the shirt on. Touching a nipple, Chris smiled, noticing again how sensitive it was compared to his old ones. Chris choked in embarrassment when Mark came back in, catching him examining his breasts carefully, nipple between his fingers. Blushing Chris gratefully took the glass of warm water in his hand, and poured a little bit of it on his head, and was startled when nothing happened. Suddenly, Chris was afraid that he'd broken the magic, and that he'd be stuck like that. He was beginning to panic, when he looked down and noticed the shirt where he'd put it on the floor. After putting the shirt back on, he tried the rest of the warm water in the glass, and changed back immediately, all to the amusement of Mark who was watching with a smirk on his face. Chris smiled at Mark from his own face, noting a look of jealousy. "Hey, can I try it?" Mark asked curiously. Chris winced, not sure if he really wanted to share what he had, but Mark was his best friend. After hesitating a few seconds, Chris had another idea, "Let's just go over to the mall after school tomorrow, and get you your own shirt." Mark nodded, looking partly disappointed, and partly relieved, "As long as it's not a Ryoga shirt." Chris had to chuckle at that, wondering how his friend would look as a small black pig. Pulling the rewound Ranma tape out, Chris pulled another movie out of his drawer and set it on top of the VCR so that they could watch that next. Then he hurried to the kitchen to microwave some popcorn and grab a couple Cokes, leaving Mark behind in his room. Chris was impatient for the popcorn to finish popping, and when the buzzer went off on the microwave, he grabbed the bag and ran past his parents and back to his room, where he noticed Mark had already started the movie. Sliding down next to Mark, he handed him a Coke, and set the bag of popcorn between them. Chris couldn't quite keep his attention on the screen, still thinking about changing back again. He decided though that it probably wouldn't be too good an idea to keep doing it around Mark since it might make him jealous, and he didn't want that. Hopefully they could find another shirt at that store the next day, Chris thought. When the movie was halfway over, Chris suddenly gasped, feeling a splash of cold water hitting him. Shocked, he turned to see Mark grinning at him, with an empty glass in his hands. "Whadyou do that for?" He gasped out in shock, hearing Ranma's female voice. Suddenly both of them broke out laughing at that remark. Chris hadn't meant to copy that famous line from the show, but he had done it. "Well?" He asked again, more seriously, and Mark just shrugged, saying he wanted to watch it again. Mark said sorry, but it was quite obvious that he wasn't. A little annoyed at being wet again, and this time not voluntarily, Chris just crossed his arms, trying to ignore how difficult that was with his breasts in the way, and watch the movie. Mark just laughed at that. Chris was just relaxing again, and getting comfortable, in spite of his unfamiliar body, when suddenly the bedroom door flung open, and Bobby came charging in with his squirt gun, only to stop and stare at Chris, who was suddenly very self conscious. Bobby's eyes were open wide, and his mouth was open as well. After just a few seconds, Bobby turned around and ran back out the door, yelling "Chris has a girl in his room!" "Shit!" Chris wore, and handed the empty glass to Mark, saying "Get me some warm water. Now!" Mark nodded and ran out the bedroom door himself. Chris felt incredibly nervous, expecting his parents to barge in at any second to demand an explanation. Chris felt his heart beating wildly with his fear of discovery, and put his hand to his chest, only to encounter his breasts again. Then Mark was back with the glass of warm water, which he splashed quickly on Chris, just in time since just as Chris finished changing back to normal, Bobby came back into the room, breathing hard, and immediately followed by his Dad. Chris smiled politely at his Dad, while Bobby just stared at him in shock. Chris almost laughed as his Dad grabbed Bobby and took him down the hall, saying something about it not being nice to lie. "Man, that was a close one." Mark gasped, looking at the door. Chris had to agree. It was even worse that Bobby had actually seen him, making him feel a bit worried. He knew that no one would believe Bobby, but still, it could mean some kind of trouble later, which he didn't like. He could still feel his heard racing too, and tried to let himself calm down again. Chris felt a little nervous through the rest of the movie, having a feeling that something was going to go wrong. To make sure that there weren't any more accidents, he put his shirt in one of his drawers, and tried to pretend that nothing unusual had happened. When the movie had ended, Chris said goodbye to Mark who left for home, promising that they'd meet after school so that they could check out that Spells R Us again, together. Once Mark was gone, Chris sighed in relief, wondering if just maybe he'd made a mistake letting Mark in his secret. The next day at school, Chris noticed that Mark was almost as bad as he was the day before. He certainly couldn't blame Mark, he sort of felt the same way again, wanting to explore more with what that shirt could do. It was definitely the most interesting thing that had ever happened to him in his life, and he wanted to take advantage of it while he could. Chris even started to consider getting some girls clothes so that he could go out in public that way. The idea made him a little uncomfortable, but he knew that it would most definitely be different. Maybe he could get a look at how women are treated, or he smiled to himself, he could get into the girls locker room. That idea particularly interested him, in spite of the fact that when he changed, he looked better than most of the girls at school. They had originally planned on going straight to the mall after school, but Mark remembered that he had some chores he had to do after school, so they agreed to wait until after dinner, hoping that the store would still be open. As soon as Chris got home, he hurried to his room and pulled the shirt out from the drawer he'd hidden it in, thankful that Bobby hadn't gotten into it again. Taking a look at it, he thought that he'd probably need to put it into the laundry. He didn't want to have it out of his reach for that long, but he didn't like the idea of wearing a filthy shirt either. Slipping the shirt on, he went into the bathroom and turned the water on in the sink, forgetting the close the door all the way in his impatience. Chris shoved a hand into the cold water, and smiled as his body started changing again. He laughed, then smiled at his reflection in the mirror. He loved that gorgeous redhead that looked back, though he wasn't quite sure that he wanted it to be him that was the red head. Still, it was extremely exciting. He took his long hair and held it at the top, seeing what it would look like in a pony tail, wondering if maybe he should try putting it into a sort of pig tail like in the show. He decided that he'd rather not, preferring it long. Chris posed for a few minutes longer, then sighed when he realized that it was almost dinner time. Almost reluctantly, he used the warm water to change back, then looked at his reflection again in the mirror. His old face stared back at him. Wiping his hands off on the towel, Chris wasn't aware of the spy who'd been watching everything from the cracked bathroom door. And before he left, Bobby had already hurried down the hall out of sight, confused by what he'd witnessed. Chris had taken the shirt off before dinner, not wanting anyone to get suspicious of why he kept wearing it or changing clothes. Through dinner, he was aware that Bobby kept giving him odd looks, and suspected that Bobby wanted to ask him about the girl he'd seen the night before. Bobby was obviously suspicious about it, but Chris didn't worry, knowing that Bobby didn't have any idea of what was really happening. Just before Chris had finished eating, there was a knock on the door, and when his Dad opened it, Mark came in. Chris gulped down the rest of his dinner, then went into his room with Mark. Nervously, Mark asked to see Chris change again, and Chris smiled, quite willing to oblige. After getting the glasses of warm and cold water ready, he slipped the shirt on, then splashed a little cold water into his face. Smiling, Chris loved the feeling of his body shifting on him, with his chest growing. The shrinking and getting shorter wasn't his favorite part, or the part where his crotch pulled in, but overall, he thought it was an incredible feeling. "Damn, that's amazing." Mark said, obviously still greatly impressed by the changing. "Ain't it?" Chris responded smiling. He still kept finding it odd to hear his favorite character's voice coming out of his mouth, especially a female one. But it wasn't quite as strange as when he looked in the mirror. "Let's get this taken care of" Chris suggested, then used the warm water to change back. He didn't like it quite as much as the other change, but he still thought the feeling of his body changing on him was very interesting. Chris turned around, then stopped in horror as he saw that his bedroom door was open, and Bobby was standing right there, mouth agape. "So that's how you do it" Bobby said, "It's that shirt." "Damn!" Chris swore, getting angry. He'd shut his door, but he'd forgotten to lock it, and now his stupid kid brother knew about it. Chris was not happy with that at all, preferring to keep it to himself, or at least sharing it only with Mark. "That's why you were so mad at me for wearing it yesterday." Bobby continued, mostly to himself since Chris wasn't paying too much attention. Mark was glaring at Bobby as well, obviously not pleased at having someone else knowing either. Bobby looked at Chris intently, while Chris glared back, trying to decide what he needed to do. Chris noticed the gleam suddenly appear in Bobby's eyes, as Bobby cried out, "I want to try it" and jumped forward, trying to grab the shirt. "Let go!" Chris snapped, and tried pushing Bobby back. Unfortunately, Bobby already had a good grip on his shirt, and didn't seem about to let go. Quickly, Chris tried struggling to get Bobby to let go, and Mark grabbed Bobby as well, trying to pull him off. With a horrible ripping sound, Bobby fell backwards, pulled by Mark's weight. Chris looked down in horror to see that the shirt had been torn badly. "SHIT!" Chris said, yanking what was left of the shirt off with disgust. "You better hope that I can get a new one." He said, glaring angrily at Bobby. It was all Chris could do not to strangle Bobby right then and there. And Mark was glaring at him equally angry, though it had been largely his own weight pulling on Bobby that had contributed to the tearing. "Damn, Damn, Damn." Chris muttered, and chased Bobby out of the room. "I'm sorry man." Mark said comfortingly. Chris shrugged, saying that they should just hurry over to the mall and see about finding a replacement, to which Mark readily agreed. At least, Chris thought, that he was still in his own body when the thing tore. He hated to think what it would have been like to be stuck as a girl. That idea didn't really appeal to him. First though, Chris went to the bathroom and relieved himself, feeling extremely frustrated by the torn shirt. It had been the most interesting thing to ever happen to him, and his brother had ruined it. Still furious, he looked into the mirror above the sink, and shook his head. Chris figured that maybe he could use some calming down, so turned on the cold water and splashed his face, feeling a little better. However, as soon as the cold water hit him, Chris felt the familiar shifting hitting him again. Gasping, he felt himself getting smaller again, while his clothes got looser. He could feel a pulling in his groin and inside of him as his organs started to change gender, and then the pushing as his breasts rapidly grew out. As it finished, Chris nervously looked into the mirror, seeing Ranma looking back at him again. The sudden change, without even wearing the shirt was really scaring Chris. "Mark..." He called out nervously, as he walked into his own room, "I think something's wrong." Chris was so startled and worried over his unexpected change, that he didn't think to use warm water to change back until after Mark suggested it. Feeling stupid, Chris tried it and was greatly relieved to find that it worked. Somehow, Chris knew, he actually had the curse now. It looked like tearing the shirt only made it go to him. With even more urgency than before, Chris and Mark hurried over to the mall, wanting to catch that store before it closed, hoping that somehow the Old Man who claimed to be a wizard could fix things. Chris really hoped that he could, not sure that he liked the idea of being stuck with Ranma's curse himself, seeing just how much trouble it could cause in the series. It may be fine and funny to see some anime character changing sex back and forth, but in the real world, it would certainly prove even more troublesome. Chris was greatly relieved to find the store still open when he got there, and quickly went in, Mark following behind him. Nervously, Chris looked around, hoping that his problem could be fixed. It took only a few seconds before the Old Man came in from the back room, and saw them, asking "Chris, Mark, what can I do for you today?" Carefully, Chris explained his problem to the Old Man, who listened patiently. "Can you fix it?" Chris asked hopefully. The Old Man sighed, then looked at Chris. "I'm sorry, but I can't break the spell on you." he said apologetically. "When the shirt was torn, the magic needed a new host, and it soaked into you." "There's nothing you can do?" Chris asked in disbelief. He'd been almost sure that the Old Man would have some kind of answer, or some way to fix him. Mark put a hand on Chris's shoulder to comfort him, though Chris barely noticed, being too shocked. "Well...." The Old Man said thoughtfully, "I can't break the curse, but I could change it for you. I could reverse it so that you turn into a girl with warm water and a guy with cold." Chris thought about it for a second then decided that wouldn't be a good idea. The idea of turning into a girl every time he took a shower or bath didn't particularly interest him, though it certainly could be interesting. "I could make it go with days and nights." The Old Man offered helpfully. Chris didn't like that much either, thinking that it was even worse. The Old Man shrugged. "I'm sorry then, there's nothing more I can do." Sighing, Chris said, "Thanks anyway." He felt very disappointed, having expected more. "I like to help my customers" The Old Man said as Chris and Mark were heading to the door, "And I'm sorry that I couldn't be much more help this time." The Old Man smiled, "But if you're still interested in one of those shirts Mark, I'm out now, but can get you one in a couple days." Mark shook his head, saying that he'd lost interest in getting one. The Old Man shrugged, "Pity. Well Chris, I hope that you do come in again." Chris thanked the Old Man and left, thinking about his new situation. He was stuck with the same curse as Ranma. Thinking about it, he figured that it couldn't be all bad, and that he might be able to get used to it. "Well" He joked to Mark, "I guess I won't be joining the school swim team this year." Mark snorted, "Not unless you want to wear a bikini." Making Chris hit him on the arm. Chris started thinking though, that it might not be a bad idea to pick up some girls clothes since he was bound to need them in the near future. And he wondered just how he was going to break the news of his curse to his family. He almost smiled seeing the look on his Dad's face in his mind, then he could imagine his Mom saying that she always wanted a daughter. Chris snorted at the idea, then turned to Mark, saying "Hey, lets go to Suncoast to see if they have the new Ranma tape out." The End.