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For The Best by Bashful Matt Williams was a Regional Sales Manager for a leading software company. He had a corner office, a 6-figure income, and a beautiful young wife. He truly felt he had the world by the tail. Matt had meet his wife just 6 months before they were wed in a private ceremony followed by a lavish reception. Karen had no family so Matt had paid for the entire wedding. He was a kind, generous loving husband. He made more than enough money for the two of them to live comfortably. Karen owned a small used bookstore specializing in hard to find, out of print books. She had more knowledge of books and history than anyone Matt had ever met. Her lack of a college education had no effect on her success. She cleared over 75,000.00 dollars per year in her small store. Matt had no idea books could be so profitable. Matt and Karen had been married for just over a year when Matt made a comment about a "ditsy blonde" in the clerical pool at work. Karen was searching the Internet for a rare book for a customer and stopped to look at Matt. "Do you really think a woman's intelligence is tied directly to her hair color?" She asked Matt. "Well, yes, I suppose I do. Most of the women at work that screw up are blonde." He said. Karen shook her head. "I can't believe that you just said what you did. I believe you are an intelligent, articulate, caring man and I love you more than any man I have ever loved, and that is a large number. Your sexist remark just now indicates you need some conditioning." Matt was shocked by his lovely wife's remarks. What did she mean that she had loved a large number of men, she was only 28? How many men could she have been in love with? Karen had a frown on her face. " I know what you are thinking, and by that I mean I really know what you are thinking. I haven't been completely honest with you, Matt. I am a sorceress, I am over 600 years old and you are my 5th husband. You should know that I have married rarely, only when I have been truly in love. I just have deep relationships that last several years and then I move on. That prevents me having to explain not getting old or ill. It also prevents me from seeing my husband age before me and die. I discovered I was too deep in love with you not to want to live with you for the rest of your life so I agreed to marry you. Now I am beginning to doubt my decision. Am I wrong about you Matt, do you treat women differently than you treat men?" Matt was now truly shocked. He was afraid Karen was mentally ill. He knew he was going to have to get her help. He would stand by her until she was better though; he really did love her. Karen smiled and shook her head. " No Matt, I am not insane but I am touched by the fact that you are willing to stand by me until I get better. That tells me there is hope for you. Matt I love you enough to do something I have only done a couple of times before. I am willing to cast a spell that will enable you empathize with women and understand the problems they face. It will broaden you in many ways. If you pass this test am going to put you through, I will do something for you that I have done for no other. I will make it possible for you to live as long as me and we can stay together forever. You must agree to the test though, will you agree?" Matt was now convinced his wife was crazy but he thought that going along with her fantasy was the best course of action until he can call a doctor tomorrow. "Of course dear, he said, I'll do whatever you say. When do we begin?" Karen frowned, " I know that you are patronizing me Matt, but agreement in any form enables me to cast the spell. You will understand shortly my darling that this is for the best." Karen left the room and returned with an old book. She flipped to a page and lay the book on the table. Karen began chanting in Latin and pointing her hands toward Matt. Matt decided that maybe he should call someone tonight. He tried to stand up and discovered he was stuck to the chair. He couldn't move anything except his eyes and eye lids. He watched Karen as her chanting became louder and faster. He began to feel a tingle run over his body and then he blacked out. Matt came to lying down. He was between the sheets, in bed. An alarm clock radio was blaring out some horrible rock music. Matt jumped out of bed and hit the button on the clock, shutting off the music. He then swept the long blonde hair out of his face and hooked it over his left ear. Matt stopped and looked around. He was in a small bedroom, not his own. It looked familiar but he had never been there before. Matt noticed a mirror on the wall above the dresser. He took a step that placed him in front of the mirror. A young, very pretty blonde haired woman stared back, her mouth open. Matt moved his right hand up to touch the right breast of the woman in the mirror. The woman moved her hand and Matt felt the contact of the hand to the breast. Matt fainted, falling on the bed. The phone awakened Matt. He recalled the dream about being a woman and looked down at his body. A pair of sizable breasts pushed out the pink nightgown he was wearing. A lock of blonde hair draped over his eyes. Matt screamed. The phone continued to ring. Unsure of what to do, Matt answered it. When he said hello, he noticed his voice was soft and higher pitched. Very female sounding. Karen was on the phone, "Good Morning sleepy head, my we sleep late for a working girl, don't we?" "Karen, what did you do to me, how did this happen, change me back, please Karen, please, don't leave me this way," Matt begged. Karen was deeply affected by her husband's appeal and if she had the power to reverse the spell, she might have done so, but that option was not open at this time. " Honey, you have to trust me, I know what I'm doing. I can't change you back for at least 6 months. The spell is very strong and time must past before I can change it in any way. I arranged this to happen on Saturday so you have the weekend to adapt. We should meet for lunch today. Why don't you come by the store about noon and I'll buy you a salad?" Matt couldn't believe what he was hearing. 6 months! He would lose his job. He need to earn $100,000.00 a year just to pay the bills, they would be bankrupt. Matt tried begging again but Karen just repeated what she had already said. Matt gave up and hung up the phone. He looked around the bedroom and knew this woman he became earned less than a 10th of what Matt Williams earned in a year. It was after 10am. Matt decided the best way to get back to his own body was a direct appeal to Karen. He would apply his sales ability to the presentation and convince her. He knew any presentation he made would require impressing Karen. He would need to dress the part. Matt showered and discovered he was indeed a fully functional woman. He felt his legs and decided to shave them. It took longer than shaving his face and he nicked himself twice but he was satisfied with the results. He was distracted by the feelings he got from soaping certain parts of his body. He knew he needed to focus and he managed to finish the shower. Matt dried his body and combed out his shoulder length hair. He blew it dry and was grateful to see his hair settle into place with just a few brush strokes. Matt looked to the closet for something to wear. He rejected jeans as being too casual. He tried on a pair of charcoal gray slacks and liked the way they fit. He selected a pink knit top with a v- neck. Matt pulled on a pair of knee high stockings, having seen Karen wear them with slacks. He then looked for an appropriate pair of shoes. All he could find were high heels and running shoes. The sneakers wouldn't go with the slacks so he picked out a pair of black pumps with wide square heels. He tried walking in them and found they were actually comfortable and easy to walk in. Matt appraised himself in the mirror. He was stylish looking but he had forgotten a bra. He peeled off the top and got a simple white bra out of the dresser. He remembered Karen would hook the bra in front of her and spin the bra around so the cups were in front. He tried this and it worked. He took some time adjusting his breasts in the cups so they were comfortable. Matt put the top back on and approved of the improvement in his figure. Matt then took the pants off and selected a knee length gray skirt with a short slit up the left thigh. He slipped off the knee-highs and pulled on a pair of panty hose and a selected a pair of black patent leather heels. He liked this look better although he wasn't sure why he had changed. He then went to the dresser and applied makeup. Matt was aware he was applying makeup but he hadn't known he knew how until now. Matt once again stood in front of the mirror. He saw a pretty young woman with bright blue eyes, shiny blonde hair and impressive breasts. Matt sat down and applied 2 coats of polish to his nails in a color that matched his lipstick. When his nails were dry, Matt found a set of car keys and a purse. He left the apartment. He was living in apartment 2343 and across the drive was a small red Miata convertible parked in the space numbered 2343. They car keys fit the little car and Matt slid into the driver's seat. Matt shook his head at the stereotypical blonde in a red sports car. Matt recognized the part of town he was in and drove across town to Karen's bookstore, practicing his speech to Karen. Karen was waiting on a customer when Matt arrived. Karen looked up when Matt walked in. He was blushing beet red. He just realized everyone who looked at him, was seeing a beautiful young woman. He made eye contact with Karen and she smiled to see him. She knew who he was without his having to introduce himself to her. Karen finished the sale and as the customer left. Karen put out the "Closed for Lunch" sign. Karen hugged Matt and complimented him on how beautiful he looked. "Being pretty isn't all that easy is it?" She asked. Matt agreed it took a lot longer to get ready. He asked her why he found himself changing into a skirt and then putting on makeup. Karen said it was part of the spell. He would always take the most feminine approach to his appearance depending on the situation. He would be able to wear jeans if he was going out to garage sales but he would not be able to dress too male. "Karen, please change me back. Matt pleaded, "in just the last few hours I have learned so much, I promise, I'll never say anything derogatory about a person just because they happen to be a woman or have blonde hair or anything other reason they can't control," Karen was sorry she had taken such a drastic step now. She could see she was wrong about her husband. He was everything she thought he was when she married him. But she was unable to change the spell. " Matt, I love you, I truly do, but I cannot change the spell. It has to weaken before I can reverse it. It will take 6 months before the power of the spell has dissipated enough to allow a counter spell to turn you back into Matt Williams. Until then you are Betty Grant. Matt felt his head spinning, he thought he might faint again. Karen grabbed his arm as he started to sway. She guided him to a stool and Matt sat down. In a moment the dizzy spell passed and he could focus again. Matt looked at Karen in horror. "Karen, we will lose the house, the cars, everything I have worked for and earned over the last 5 years. My job will be gone. I have a strong non-compete clause in my contract. I can't work for any other software company for 5 years if I get fired." Karen patted Matt's arm. "Don't worry, when I cast the spell, it created a faux Matt Williams that will appear to do everything you would do. When I reverse the spell, it will be like you never were gone." Matt felt a little better knowing his life was not ruined. But what about being a woman for the next six months. "Karen, he said, "I'm not sure I can handle being a woman. I didn't grow up a woman; I have no memories of being a little girl. I won't know how to walk or talk or even sit down properly." Karen smiled and told Matt to look at his legs. Matt glanced down and noticed his legs were crossed at the knees, his skirt pulled up slightly. He had crossed his legs like a woman without realizing he was doing so. "The spell gives you the muscle memory of a 23-year-old woman,' Karen explained. " You will be able to do anything you would normally do if you had been born Betty Grant. I can tell you are still thinking of yourself as a man. You must stop that now. You are a real woman. You must think of yourself as Betty, not Matt. You have a life as Betty; you work in the clerical section of the sales department of your software company. You earn $26,000.00 a year. The car was a gift from your father when you graduated from college. You have a degree in computer information systems. You want to be a sales person but haven't been given the opportunity. You have a boyfriend, Brad Houser, who works at the same company but he works in software development. You are intimate with Brad about twice a week. Brad is a good man but not ready for marriage but then neither is Betty. Remember to take your birth control pills and make sure Brad wears a condom. You are just like any other woman. You can get pregnant and you can catch a disease." Matt was appalled at how easy it was for Karen to announce she expected him to have sex with a man! What did she think he was, gay? Karen paused and looked at the person that her husband had become. "You are Betty now. You have to accept it. I'm sorry, I was wrong to do this, I would change it if I could but right now I can't. Use the experience to learn about the other half of the world. I won't let you be stuck this way any longer than I have to. When you change back I will do anything you want to make it up to you. Now you have to start thinking of yourself as a woman. If you don't, you will be miserable. This can be enjoyable and very eye opening. Think of it as an adventure." "But..." Matt started to say and Karen cut him off. "No buts, what is your name?" She asked. A full 2 minutes passed with no sound from either woman. Finally, the younger woman replied, "Betty Grant." A single tear ran down the woman's face. Her friend hugged her and they stood up together. Karen took Betty to a little restaurant down the block where Matt and Karen used to have lunch every Saturday. Karen ordered them both salads. Betty said she wanted the Mexican plate, Matt's favorite. Karen reminded her she had to watch her waistline. Mexican food was high in fat and a woman's metabolism worked slower. The two women ate and discussed Betty's life and Karen's. Karen was not married to Matt in this reality. She never met him. Matt was single and working as the Regional Sales Manager as before. Betty found that if she concentrated on something for a short time, a "memory " would surface. She tried thinking about sex with Brad and found her self-blushing. She saw Karen blushing as well and remembered that Karen could read her mind. Karen told Betty she should not be shy about her boyfriend, she was entitled to have a relationship. The real Betty Grant did. "The real Betty Grant?" asked Betty. "Yes," Karen said, "Betty Grant is real. You are living her life now. You remember whom you used to be but she doesn't. When it's all over, she will remember everything you do except anything that would reveal to her the fact that she was not in her own body for the last 6 months." Betty and Karen finished lunch and Karen had to get back to her store. She no longer had a well-paid husband to support her. Betty walked her back to the store and then drove home. She arrived there and the phone was ringing. When she answered it she recognized Brad's voice. He was confirming their movie and dinner date for the evening. Betty felt her breath catch. A date with a man. Well, Karen said she would be able to handle it. Betty had about 5 hours before Brad would be there. She realized she had chores to do. She changed into blue jeans and a T-shirt and collected her laundry. She had to go to the laundry room in the apartment complex. Her apartment did not have a washer/dryer in it. She knew she had to do her laundry during the day, it was too dangerous for a woman to be in the laundry room at night and alone. She hauled her basket to the building the apartment complex office was in and entered the laundry room. Two other women were in there doing their clothes. Only one washer was open at the time so Betty started one load and waited for another to open up. Soon she had 3 machines running her whites, her delicates and her colors. She knew to dry them delicate on low and the whites and colors on medium. When she was finished she took her laundry back to the apartment and put the clean clothes away. It had taken her almost 3 hours to do her laundry what with having to wait for machines to be available. Betty made herself a cup of coffee and found she preferred it with cream and sweet and low now. Before, Matt would drink it black. Betty cleaned her small kitchen and made a note of shopping she would have to do tomorrow. She had a thought and went to her bathroom. She checked and found that she had not taken her birth control pill that morning. She took it and straightened up the bathroom. She vacuumed the carpet and checked her mail. She had several bills that came in the mail and she decided to sat down and pay them. Her Visa balance was over $3000.00, she apparently bought a lot of clothes after getting her job. She was apparently just making minimum monthly payments. She made the check out for that amount, not sure if she could afford to pay more until she examined Betty's finances better. After paying her bills Betty was uncomfortable with the figure left in her account to get her through to the next payday which was 10 days off. "How does she do it? She wondered. Then it hit her. Matt would pay the bills right away because money wasn't a concern. He always had enough. Betty would postpone some of the payments until the last possible day. Stretching her money out as best she could. Her car was paid for but the insurance for a single woman was high. Plus, Betty appeared to have a habit of speeding, which didn't help. Betty opened the envelopes back up and removed several payments. She set those aside to pay after she was paid next. Betty knew she had to get ready for her date. She decided to shower again since it had been hot in the laundry room. She resisted any extra lathering of her body keeping in mind Brad would probably invite her to his house after the movie. This time, after washing her hair, she applied conditioner and found that it combed out much easier. She also arranged it differently. She wore different makeup; a little bolder color and she changed the polish on her nails to match her lipstick again. Betty tried to pick out a pair of slacks, still self conscious about wearing a dress or skirt. She picked out a pair of black slacks but wound up replacing them in favor of a short black dress. It was a knit dress with short sleeves that showed off her curves to the fullest. It had a modest neckline but that seemed to add to her allure. She added pearl earrings and a strand of cultured pearls. The strand was a gift from Brad. Betty appraised herself in the mirror and was pleased with her results. She wasn't sure if she was going to enjoy this evening or not but she was dressed for it. Brad was right on time. He looked at his date and could not repress a whistle. He already felt the beginnings of arousal. Betty noticed the tent pole effect in Brad's khaki pants. She felt her ears get red and was grateful her hair covered them. Brad gave Betty a brief hug and they left. Brad took Betty to a seafood place and they enjoyed a delicious meal. Betty found she had no trouble concerning with brad. He was funny and smart. He didn't make off-color remarks about sex as some men do, even to the women they love. He spoke of his job and the problems he was having finding bugs in the programs he was working on. Betty had few interesting things to say about her job. She was a glorified secretary, despite her education. Betty found she was somewhat bitter when she thought about work. She had gotten an education to avoid the very type of job she had. She had been there for 6 months and nothing was opening up. It was a good company; she just didn't know how to move up. She determined she was not going to let her feelings about her job ruin her evening. This was her first date, she wanted to try and enjoy it! Brad suggested a movie Betty was interested in. Shortly after the film started, Brad put his arm around Betty. She snuggled against him and relaxed. This felt right. Her tension melted away. The movie ended and they walked out to the car. Brad helped Betty into the car and then climbed in himself. Betty was nervous again. She thought this was where Brad would suggest they spend the night together. She was not sure what she would say. She knew if she begged off, Brad would accept it like a gentleman. Brad leaned over and kissed Betty. This was a little surprise. She had not expected it at that moment. Betty kissed back and opened her mouth. She felt Brad's tongue flick across her teethe and the tip of her own tongue. Brad eased back and said, "Would you like to go to my place?" "Oh, yes, please." She said, without having to think. Brad drove her to his apartment, several blocks from her own. Brad lived in a larger place, making considerably more than Betty did. Brad opened his door and allowed Betty to enter first. He closed and locked the door behind them. He asked Betty if she wanted a drink. She declined. They stepped into each other's arms and kissed again. This kiss lasted considerably longer. There was no doubt as to the outcome of the evening and Betty felt relaxed and ready. Part of her was reluctant but that was a very distant voice she could easily ignore. Brad led Betty into his bedroom and they slowly undressed each other. Betty allowed herself to be lifted up on the bed and soon Brad had entered her. She compared the sensations she felt now to the sensations felt as a man. She was able to recall what it felt like to make love to a woman. Betty could compare the differences. This was better but only because it was real and not a memory. Betty climaxed several times that evening. She knew that Brad had at least 2 climaxes. He was a generous partner, satisfying her first and last. Brad did not suggest oral sex but Betty knew they sometimes satisfied each other that way. Tonight they did not do so. Betty fell asleep in Brad's arms. The worse is over, she thought. I can do this for 6 months and then go back to being Matt. Brad cooked breakfast for the two of them. They made love again and then showered. Betty dressed in a pair of her jeans she had left at brad's place and one of his T-shirts. The shirt was a little large but she didn't want to wear the short dress back to her apartment. Brad drove her home and escorted her to the door. They kissed good bye and he offered to buy her lunch on Tuesday, at work. He had meetings all day Monday. Betty accepted and went inside. She changed into another shirt that fit better and also into fresh panties. She decided she needed to leave some clothes at Brad's place the next time she went over, if he didn't object. Maybe she would just get a large purse that would hold a change of clothes. Betty went grocery shopping. After putting the food away she sat down and watched TV. She found herself recalling her first time with a man. It had been very satisfying and much better than she had hoped. She called Karen and they discussed the evening. Karen was happy she adapted to the new life so well. She started to apologize again but Betty cut her off. "It's done," Betty said, "you can't fix it right now, I understand, let's move on for now, okay?" Karen agreed, wondering if she would be this charitable if the tables were reversed? Betty and Karen talked for an hour. Afterwards Betty realized she had just described the lovemaking she had experienced last night. As Matt she would never have discussed that with another man. Betty slept soundly that night and woke up at 6am. She wasn't due to work until 9am but traffic, makeup and dressing took extra time. Betty left her apartment dressed in a burgundy suit with a long skirt. She was wearing matching shoes with 2-inch heels. She drove with the top up to protect her hair. Unlike some women, Betty never applied makeup in the car. You couldn't do a good job while driving. She looked every inch the professional woman. She just wished she had the job to go with it. She knew what her job was and it was boringly simple. Most of her co- workers were not college graduates. They had attended courses that taught them how to use the clerical software and that was all. They made just as much as she did. Betty looked over the work on her desk. Typing, filing and double-checking invoices. She pitched in and soon was lost in her work. Bored but busy. Betty had lunch with the girls from the office. They were not stupid or lazy or looking for rich husbands. They were trying to make a living. Many were already married or were single parents. She had started the day feeling superior to them but now realized she was just overeducated for her position. She saw her future as the manager of this section earning at most $40,000.00. She had the talent to earn much more. After lunch, she asked to see the human resources manager. She asked him if any sales positions had opened lately. He explained they had filled the last opening last week. Betty grew angry, " I have been asking for a chance at sales for 6 month's. You told me when I was hired that I would be considered for every opening in sales that comes along. Now you tell me that I have been passed over for the 5th time. Why?" The HR manager, Ken Filmore, explained they look for either 2 years experience or a 4-year degree in computers. Betty felt herself getting ready to blow up. "I have a four year degree. You know that. Why wasn't I interviewed for the position?" She demanded. Ken smiled, "I'll tell you what Betty, I have a lot on my mind, If their was some reason for me to remember you, then you would have a real good chance at the next opening." Betty was about to lose control. He was offering her a "chance" at a sales job if she would put out for him. She had no doubt what would happen if she did. She would get an interview and someone else would be hired. She would get another interview for another date. "If I don't get an interview for the next sales job that opens up, I will take the recording I have made of this conversation to the EEO. Lets see what the equal employment opportunities commission says about your memories?" Ken Filmore turned white. "You don't have a recorder on you, I'd see the bulge." Betty laughed, "Not if I strapped it to the inside of my thigh under my skirt. I promise you though, that is one place you will never see." With that she turned and walked out. Betty was shaken by her tirade. She was concerned that Filmore would fire her now. She went back to work and finished out the day. She left work and went home. Tired, stressed out and wondering what she would do if she was fired. She showered and for the first time she found herself engaged in masturbation as a woman. She brought herself to climax in the shower and then finished bathing. She put on a long satin nightgown and a matching robe. She fixed a light dinner and went to bed. She slept poorly afraid she had ruined the life of this young woman. Betty arrived at work, looking forward to lunch with Brad. Before she could get rolling on her assignments, Betty was summoned to the office of Matt Williams, the man she used to be! Betty was scared but she walked in with her head held high. She was dressed in a green business suit with a knee length skirt and matching shoes. She knew this was one of her best looks. She had worn it to give her confidence. Her former secretary escorted her into her old office. Millie didn't give her a second look. She was just another clerical employee her boss wanted to speak to. Betty walked in and Matt asked her to set down. He was on the phone and he finished his call and looked at her. She saw his gaze pass over her breasts and legs, as she would have done when she was Matt. She smiled at him and got a smile in return. "I understand you would like a sales position here', Matt said. Betty blinked, she wasn't expecting this." Yes, I would Mr. Williams, I believe I have what it takes to sell our products.' Matt stared at Betty's crossed legs. "I suppose it would be rude to ask if you have a recorder hidden under your clothes?" Betty suppressed a giggle. "I don't wear a recorder Mr. Williams, I just got mad at Jim Filmore for propositioning me yesterday." Matt nodded. "I know the man, I don't doubt it. I am going to have that addressed. The job is yours if you want it but you will have to prove you can keep it or you will be using our products, not selling them." Betty felt herself close to tears. She wanted to hug Matt but resisted the urge. "I will make you happy you made this decision, Mr. Williams. Thank you for the chance.' Matt smiled in return, "My people call me Matt," he said. Betty grinned and said, "Thank you, Matt." Betty cleaned out her desk in the clerical pool and was shown to a small cubicle that faced a blank wall. She recalled her corner office and the picture windows but this was just a beginning. At lunch she excitedly told Brad about her promotion and he suggested celebrating over dinner. Betty agreed. Brad said he would pick her up sat 7pm. Betty rushed home to get ready. She showered but didn't wash her hair. She wore a black knit sweater with a low-neck line and a knee length skirt with a slit up the left side. She liked black because she thought it showed off her blonde hair. Betty called Karen and told her about the promotion. Karen was suitably impressed and wished her luck in her new position. Betty had to finish getting ready so they didn't talk long. They agreed to have lunch on Saturday and talk then. Brad arrived just as Betty finished her makeup. He took her into his arms, sensing her excitement and kissed her. She kissed back and they stayed there for several minutes. Betty was finding herself losing control when Brad finally broke the kiss and in a horse voice suggested they leave for dinner. Betty agreed. She had to repair her makeup in the car. Brad had made reservations at a very special place that had a dance floor. After dinner they danced for an hour and Brad suggested they make it an early evening since they both had to work tomorrow. Back at Betty's place Brad told he really wanted to be with her, but he knew they both had to work tomorrow. Betty reluctantly agreed. They kissed briefly and said goodnight. Betty undressed and climbed into her lonely bed. She explored her body and found relief from the pent up sexual stress. She shuddered to climax twice then fell asleep. Betty spent the next two weeks learning the company's products and their sales strategy. The fact that she had written much of what she had to learn made it go much easier. Betty and Brad continued to see each other and they began spending the nights at each others place several nights a week. They each had a drawer and some closet space at the others apartment. One day, Brad asked Betty to ride home with him. He wanted her advice on something. They arrived at Brad's apartment complex. Betty wished she could afford to live there. It was gated, all the apartments came with washers and dryers and of course, Brad lived there. Brad took her to the far side of the complex to a newly built group of buildings. Brad had the key to one of the buildings and he showed Betty a large, two-floor apartment. It had a fireplace in the living room as well as one in the master bedroom. There were two other rooms as well as a home office with workstations designed to accommodate computers. There was a patio and a balcony. Betty was impressed with the apartment. Brad told her it was really a condo and he was given first refusal since he was one of their best tenets. Betty told him if he could afford it, he should go for it. "I would but this is a special section, reserved for families, I'm single so I wouldn't qualify. " Brad explained. Betty asked Brad why they offered the condo to him then. Brad's face got red, he had a huge grin on his face. He knelt down on one knee and asked Betty to marry him! Betty felt the room spin as she her herself say, "Yes, yes, yes." What was she doing, she couldn't marry Brad. She was going to be a man again in just 5 more weeks. She couldn't force Betty into being married to someone she remembered just dating. It was too late to back out now. She would have to find away to let Brad down later. Right now he was sweeping her into his arms and kissing her face and neck and she lost track of time. Brad and Betty managed to wait until they got back to brad's place before ripping each other's clothes off. Betty was taken to new heights that night and passed out from the passion. She awoke to the sound of typing. She saw Brad working on his home computer. She asked him what he was doing. Brad told her he was e-mailing everyone he knew about his getting married to the best woman in the world. Betty was deeply troubled by two things. One, this complicated breaking off the engagement. Two, she was so happy he wanted to marry her. Betty wanted to call Karen but Brad jumped back into bed and she was otherwise occupied for the next hour. Brad took Betty back home against his wishes and hers for that matter. But she really didn't have any thing suitable to wear to work the next morning. And she had to call Karen. Karen answered the phone on the third ring. She was out of breath and Betty asked her if she had to run to get the phone. Karen just said no and didn't explain. Betty started to explain why she called and Karen cut her off. "I can't talk right now. Can we have lunch on Saturday and talk about this?" Betty was surprised. Karen had never put her off like this before. They had not spoke as much lately since she got her new job and she and Brad had spent more time together. Betty agreed. Karen said bye and hung up. Betty was worried. Something was wrong. She jumped into her little red car and drove over to Karen's house. When she got there, she understood. Matt Williams BMW was parked in the driveway! Karen was seeing Matt. Betty was unsure if she should be mad or not. She was having a relationship with a man, why shouldn't the woman she USED to be married to. In this reality, there was no marriage. Even if there had been, the husband was the man with Karen. Betty drove slowly back to her apartment. She was confused and hurt. Was she going to be a woman forever now? Was Karen just lonely and seeking some temporary companionship? Was she embarrassed and that's why she wouldn't speak to her today? Karen could have a relationship with Matt, it wouldn't change what happened when she changed Betty back into Matt, would it? Betty had to wait 2 days until her lunch with Karen. Brad wanted to spend Saturday together planning a wedding. Betty said she had to go see her best friend first. She agreed to meet Brad at 2pm and they would spend the rest of the weekend together if he wanted. Karen was waiting in the store when Betty arrived. The store was strangely empty. Usually it was after 12:30 before Karen had an empty store so they could go to eat. As soon as Betty walked in Karen put the sign out. They walked across to their favorite spot and ordered the usual salads. Karen looked down at her plate; "I'm seeing someone." "I know,' said Betty. Karen explained that she had accidentally met the current Matt Williams. He was everything the real Matt was and he already treated women like equals. They were in love and engaged to get married. Karen explained that just because they were engaged, didn't mean that Betty couldn't return to being the real Matt Williams. Karen wasn't very enthusiastic sounding though. Karen assured Betty she would be able to return to being Matt, if she wanted. " I am in love with Brad," Betty told her, " and I accepted his proposal Wednesday. What happens to Betty and Brad after you reverse the spell?" " After I reverse the spell," Karen explained, "Betty will be back in the clerical pool. She and Brad will have the same relationship they had before the first spell was cast." Betty was upset at this. She had worked hard to get to where she was. She was currently the number 3 salesperson in the company, number 1 in her region. She didn't want Betty back at a word processor. Also, Betty and Brad belonged together. She didn't want them split up. Karen explained the second spell would reverse the first spell, anything that happened during the first spell would be reversed. Betty said nothing for a long time. Finally she asked Karen, "Can nothing be done to keep Betty in sales and let her and Brad get married?" Karen shook her head no. "Once I reverse the spell that's it. Betty can always assert herself like you did. She and Brad may fall in love. I can't affect people's lives in that way. I can change the surroundings but they have to choose the path they take. It is impossible to make someone fall in love with a person they wouldn't normally love." Betty looked at Karen. "Does that mean that I am in love with Brad, not the real Betty?" Karen nodded her head. "You are in love with the current Matt Williams, right?" She asked Karen. Again, Karen nodded her head, looking only at her plate. Betty leaned back in her chair. She felt the sting of tears in her eyes. She wasn't sure what she was going to do. She wasn't sure she had the strength to remain a woman. It was harder than she had imagined it would be. It would be easier with a husband though. What about the children Brad wanted. Could she carry a child? She could carry his, this she did know. Betty looked at Karen. She loved her but she could no longer remember what her kisses tasted like. Karen looked up. Tears running down her face. "Something I never told you," Karen said softly, "I can only read the mind of the person I am in love with. I can't read your mind any more." Betty looked outside the restaurant, through the large plate glass windows. She saw Brad leaning against her little red car parked in front of the bookstore. Her heart leapt to her throat. Then she knew. She stood up and Karen did also. They hugged, both women crying softly. "I'll make you a deal," Betty said to Karen, "I'll be your maid of honor if you'll be mine." Karen smiled and nodded. She was going to feel guilty about what she did to her former husband for quite some time. Betty knew this but hoped she would accept this was for the best after all. The women hugged again. Karen walked back to her bookstore. Betty ducked into the bathroom and fixed her tear-ravaged face. She knew it was futile. Brad was just going to ruin her makeup as he usually did when they met. She looked into the mirror at the beautiful woman she had become. "Well, she thought, I guess I'm going to be Betty Grant for life now." She was wrong; she was only Betty Grant for 3 more months. Then she became Mrs. Betty Houser. (the end)