Alyssa's Magic
By Lisa
It was my first year at college and I was just getting to know everyone on
my floor. There was this one girl that had fascinated me from the beginning. She
was blonde and about 5'10". She played volleyball in high school and still kept
her body in very good shape. Her piercing blue eyes seemed to be staring in my
direction from the moment I met her. Her name was Alyssa. We started talking
during orientation weekend and we realized we were going to share a Biology
class. I had dated a couple of girls in high school, but none nearly as
beautiful as her. She put me at ease in the first moments of our conversation
and I could tell we were going to get along great.
We sat together for the first Biology class and during a break in the
lecture she asked me out.
She turned to me and said, "I think we should date, what do you think
James?"
I was surprised; it was the first time I had ever been asked out by a
woman. But, not to stunned to quickly say, "Yes, yes that's, that's a great
idea," I managed to stutter. She took hold of my hand and that's how our
relationship started.
That night we went out on our first date. We dressed casually and ate at a
chain restaurant and saw a movie. It was a fairly typical date. I noted that she
was the tallest woman I have every dated, just two inches shorter than me. We
held hands walking from the movie to her car and she kissed me on the cheek
while leaning to buckle her seatbelt.
From that date our relationship progressed and within a month things were
pretty serious. We ate together studied together, worked out together and slept
together. The only night we consistently did not spend together was Thursday
night. Every Thursday night she spent at her meeting. She wouldn't tell me much
about what went on at her meeting, just that a her and a small group of friends
got together and talked about things that were important to them. "What kinds of
things?" I would ask her. "Woman things." would always be her answer.
Also during the first month and half of the semester I had developed
several friendships. There was Bob and Steve my two friends who I could always
count on to find a basketball game or go out and have a drink on Thursday
nights. Also Alyssa's roommate Stephanie, who liked Bob, but nothing, had
happened between them because Bob was trying to stay faithful to a girl back
home.
Stephanie and Alyssa were probably the two best-looking girls in our dorm.
Stephanie was Aly's opposite. Well, not exactly opposite, they were both thin in
a toned athletic sort of way, but Stephanie was short, about 5'1" and had brown
hair and brown eyes. Alyssa was tall angular and easily described as beautiful.
Stephanie's beauty was much better described as cute. We thought she was weird
at first because she almost always wore the same 2 pairs of pants. Then we found
it was only since she came to college that she was allowed to even wear pants.
Her mother made her wear skirts or dresses all the time and these were the only
two pair of pants she's been able to pick up since coming to school. Alyssa went
shopping with her that day.
The five of us spent afternoons watching Soaps on Aly's 27" TV, evenings
studying and sometimes drinking. Often on Thursday or Friday Nights we would
start off the evening with a mystery shot. One of us, usually the person who had
any alcohol, would make it and then everyone else would have to drink it.
It was a Friday night in the middle of October. Bob had used his computer
skills to perfect a good fake ID. This was the first night we tried them out and
we ended up getting drunk at a Ladies night they were having at one of the local
bars.
Bob and Steve took off for some other party so Aly, Stephanie and I were
back in her room watching Star Trek reruns. I was a little drunk and Stephanie
and I liked to get each other going by picking fights. So I was looking to start
something.
"You ladies had it easy tonight, dollar drinks, free food at happy hour,
sometimes women can get all they want with just a smile." I said.
Stephanie saw what I was doing by the smirk on my face, but couldn't let
that statement stand. "It's nights like tonight that go a small way toward
making up societies inequities." she said.
I had started it and now I was ready for some fun, "Societies inequities?
That may have been true 20 years ago, but today, you work the same jobs, make
the same pay and still get doors held open for you if you smile. Inequities? If
anything it's inequal the other way."
She was ready for me, "If it's all so equal, if you had a choice would you
trade places with Alyssa? Or better yet, would you walk a mile in my little
shoes? I would love to trade places with you and have your height, your ability
to jog alone at night, the fact that people don't always perceive you as a cute
little girl, I would even gladly hold open the door for your smiling cute face.
And is inequal even a word?"
"Sure inequal is a word and you're wrong. Things aren't that different," I
said, "everybody always thinks the grass is greener, but I think things
definitely even out."
Alyssa was just watching the two of us go at it.
"Oh, come on James, what things even out?" Stephanie said.
"Well, like sex for instance, Aly can, well, she seems to get more
enjoyment out of sex and can do it more often than I do and yet she's less
driven by it. I mean, it's not the thing she is always thinking about." I said.
Aly joined in, "Are you always thinking about it James?"
"Not always, but it is usually there in the background."
"Well, I for one would love to try being a guy, I think it would be a lot
easier. No periods, no makeup, just belching and scratching." Stephanie said
with a belch.
I wasn't going to let her off that easy, "And I would love to try being a
girl. Ladies night, people holding doors for me, great sex and the ability to
get things from men simply by showing some cleavage." From there the argument
degenerated into a pillow fight as both Aly and Stephanie beaned me in the head
with pillows for their closing statements.
A couple of days later as we were lying in bed and Alyssa started kissing
me as she lay on my chest. She stared at me with her beautiful blue eyes and
asked, "The other day when you said you would be Stephanie, were you serious?"
"I don't know if I actually said I'd BE Stephanie, I think I was saying
I'd be girl in general and..."
She put her finger to my lips, "No, no you said you'd love to try being a
girl. I think those were your exact words. Well anyway, I've been thinking about
what you said for the last couple of days and I'm really starting to like the
idea."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, just as a fantasy. The thought of your mind, in her cute little
body turns me on!" she said as she ran a finger down my chest.
I was a little surprised by what she was saying, but even more surprised
by what I said and felt next, "Me too." I admitted.
"So you would like to try being a cute little girl!?"
I started to reply and thought about retracting my statements of that
night, but she looked at me for a second closed her eyes and then covered my
mouth with kisses. We made love several times with her taking the dominant role.
All along she continued the game saying my name was Stephanie and calling me a
cute little girl. It was a weird experience, but I think it got me as hot as it
got her.
The next Thursday evening I was hanging out in Aly and Stephanie's room
watching TV, waiting for Aly to get home from her meeting.
"Have you thought about a costume for the Halloween party tomorrow night?"
she asked me.
"Not really, maybe a cowboy, I've got that cowboy hat from my trip to
Montana and I figure I could throw together the rest without too much trouble.
What about you?"
"I've got couple of ideas maybe a..." Stephanie was interrupted by Alyssa
walking in the room.
Alyssa had a big smile on her face and looked really excited. She came
over to me and gave me a big kiss and then said, "Are you guys talking about
costumes for the party?" Aly said.
"Yeah," we answered.
"Well, I've got the perfect Halloween costume for the both of you, I think
you're both gonna love it. But before I tell you what it is you have to do a
mystery shot."
Stephanie and I said in unison, "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Before I tell you, you both have to promise to give my idea a try." Aly
questioningly said.
Stephanie looked at Aly and said, "I don't know, what is it?"
I looked at Aly I had my doubts, but I trusted her and if it was all in
fun, "Sure," I said, "I'll give it a try. Whatever it is."
Stephanie was still thinking it over, but she didn't like me to be one up
on her so she said, "Okay as long as it isn't too embarrassing."
Aly clapped her hands once and then excitedly reached into her bag.
"Great! Just remember if you both decide you don't like these costumes you can
back out at anytime. But, you both have to agree, okay."
"If she can do it I can, " I said.
"Let's do it," Stephanie said.
"Let's get started. Here is the first part, the mystery shot " Ally said
as she handed each of us a small bottle filled with clear liquid. "When I count
to three I need you both to drink the whole bottle. Don't ask questions, just do
it and it will loosen you up for the costuming."
The shot was in a small bottle. We had done this before, so I figured it
was a little booze to loosen things up. Stephanie must have thought the same
because when Aly said, "Three!" we both downed the entire bottle. That's when
things started to get strange. The room started to spin like I was on merry-go-
round I felt like my insides were getting pulled in all directions at once and
then I passed out. In what seemed like just a couple of seconds I started to
wake up. I was lying on my back staring up at the poster of Brad Pitt above
Stephanie's bed, which was weird because I had been across the room sitting next
to Aly on her bed. My senses were coming back slowly, but the signals they were
sending me couldn't be right. I felt weird, in fact, I heard, smelled, tasted
and saw weird. Everything seemed a bit off.
Then I heard Alyssa's voice fade into my awareness. The first words she
said were:
"Close your eyes and don't talk." and I did, in fact feel compelled to.
"Both of you have just gone through an amazing experience. Let me first
give you some background and then I'll explain while you feel odd. Concentrate
only on listening to me for the time being."
I had started to explore the weird sensations I was experiencing, but now
I was interested only in her voice.
"I am a witch. The meetings I go to on Thursday night are meetings with my
coven. We have a certain hierarchy among witches and in order to attain the next
level I had to cast a certain kind of spell or create a certain kind of potion.
"Unfortunately for a spell or potion of this magnitude it needs quite a
bit of magic. Magic is scarce these days, but several days each year such as
Halloween and the 2 days before and after, magic is much more plentiful. So
Halloween was fast approaching and I had no idea what type of spell I was going
to cast. Then we had that conversation the other day about James being Stephanie
and Stephanie being James and the idea stuck with me.
"So I made a potion. The potion was a mix of a hypnotic sedative that
makes you very open to my suggestions, as if they are commands and a mind-
switching agent. Stephanie and James don't panic. The reason you are feeling so
strange is that you have switched bodies. Okay, I want you both to open your
eyes and sit up and I'll answer your questions, Stephanie you first."
I opened my eyes and saw Alyssa sitting next to my body on her bed. My
body was staring at his hands and arms and looking a little stunned. "How...
um... Wow, I sound so different! um... How long is this for?" Stephanie said in
my voice. Hearing it from this vantage I sounded different. I still recognized
it as my voice, but it was like hearing it on a tape recording.
I looked at my small hands and my painted nails and the realization of
what had just happened started to slowly filter in to my overloaded brain.
"Until the day after Halloween, 2 days from today. We have to do it while
the magic is still strong."
The next thing I really noticed was the clothes I was wearing. Instead of
the feelings of my jeans and T-shirt now I was wearing shorts and an oversized
sweatshirt. My legs felt odd rubbing up against each and being so smooth and I
could feel the bra under my sweatshirt.
"You're, wow it is weird talking with someone else's voice," I said
surprised at the sound of each word I spoke, "You're a witch?"
"Yep and I have been for about 7 years, " Ally said looking me up and down
and giving me a big smile. "Now, why don't you two get up and have a look at
your new selves in the mirror." Ally said.
So I hopped off the bed feeling my body move and shift in places it hadn't
before. Now that I was standing I felt even odder. I felt like I was standing on
my knees or that everything had grown. I looked up at Stephanie in my body and
Alyssa and realized they were both way taller than me. Stephanie smiled as she
looked in the mirror and flexed my muscles.
"I like this." she said, "I like this a lot! I'm tall, I'm big, this is
gonna be fun. I can't believe you're a witch. I don't know about this lump in my
pants," Stephanie said grabbing her new crotch, "but this is great!"
I wasn't feeling so jubilant. I felt my bra straps on my shoulders
supporting MY Breasts. My Breasts! I felt tiny looking up at Aly and Stephanie
and my long brown hair swung into my eyes as I got up. I looked in the mirror
and I saw cute little Stephanie staring back at me with a deer in the headlights
look. I tried a smile and she smiled right back.
Alyssa came over to me and I backed away a little surprised how tall she
seemed. She ran her fingers through my long hair and said, "You're so cute
James, I can't believe it's really you in there."
"Either can I," I said, "So we are stuck like this for the next couple of
days? Well I guess we might as well make the most of it."
"Yeah, Let's go out!" Stephanie said excitedly.
"Well, let me try some of the side effects of the potion first. The
hypnotic portion of the potion has been very useful in keeping both of you calm;
let's see what else it can do. Stephanie don't you need to go to the bathroom?"
"Actually, yes I do." she said as she walked out the door.
"Don't forget, boys bathroom!" Alyssa added as she left. "Now for you my
cute little Jamie." she said as soon as the door closed.
She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in for a kiss. I was held in her
now seemingly powerful arms. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I could feel my
nipples getting hard. In between my legs I felt a tingle of warmth and wetness.
She squeezed my breast and the feeling shot straight to my crotch as she took a
nipple between her fingers and gave it a tweak.
"I've never kissed a girl before," she said breaking the kiss. "But inside
the body of that little hottie is all you James. I am so hot for you. Maybe
later, right now we're gonna go out, so you need to get dressed. Halloween
starts tonight. Here put on this skirt and top. Tonight your costume is a horny
college co-ed."
I thought about protesting the request, but I just couldn't. She had
handed me a small light blue T-shirt and a short black skirt. I stripped off my
clothes and realized I was standing here in panties and a bra about to put on my
first skirt. The amazing thing is I was going to look great in it.
"This is just too weird!" I said.
I pulled the tight T-shirt over my head and I was amazed and embarrassed
by how it showed off my breasts. Then I put on the skirt and realized it only
came up to mid thigh.
"I'm not going to wear this little thing!" I said to Ally feeling
practically naked.
"If you really want to you can put on something more conservative, but I'm
telling you, that outfit makes you feel good, it makes you feel sexy." She said.
The effect of her words combined with the hypnotic drug had an immediate
effect. Logically I could see it seemed silly to be standing here in a skirt and
tight shirt showing off my breasts and beautiful legs. But it felt so good to me
now; I wanted to always wear clothes that made me feel this way. I could see my
image in the mirror looking so sexy and there was no way I was going to change
clothes.
Stephanie came back from the bathroom looking slightly flushed. Alyssa
immediately realized the look on her face.
"What were you doing in the bathroom Steph?" she asked.
"Just getting acquainted with my new self," Stephanie answered, blushing a
little. She looked at me and said, "Wow look at you," changing the subject. "I
like the outfit, I've always been afraid to wear that short little skirt, but
how about some makeup and letting me do your hair?"
I thought to myself that this has already gone far enough then Alyssa
added, "Makeup will make you feel even more sexy." Once again the force of her
suggestions left me no choice. In fact now I really wanted my hair and makeup
done.
"Oh please," I said completely serious, "I would really like that!"
Soon I found myself walking down the road on my way out to the bars
looking and feeling like a sexy young woman. My walk was a little awkward, but I
just couldn't help but notice that this skirt was starting to make me feel sexy.
As we walked down the street Stephanie and Alyssa kept glancing at me and
smirking and every guy we passed looked me up and down.
Entering the bar the height thing once again came to the forefront of my
brain. I felt trapped in a maze of tall people. Normally I stand in my tiptoes
in a bar and see from one end to another if I needed to. Now all I could see was
ends and backs and shoulders and chests, tiptoes or not. I needed a drink. I
started off with a shot and a beer. I had downed the shot and was halfway
through the beer when a guy came and asked me to dance. He was about 6' tall,
blond, good body, cute face. I was a bit confused by my own thoughts, "good
body, cute face"? Where did those thoughts come from?
I was in the process of telling him No. Then Alyssa whispered in my ear
"Hang out with him, it will be fun," she said. So I said, "Yeah, sure, that
sounds like fun."
We danced for about three songs. I tried not to look him in the eye and
give him any ideas and besides I was a little preoccupied with all the new
sensations I was feeling. As a guy I liked to dance, but never was very good. In
this body I felt more natural moving to the music. My tight little skirt
restrained my movement somewhat and it was odd to constantly be reminded of my
hair and breasts as they shifted around. I also couldn't help but notice.
Stephanie dancing with a cute redhead on the other side of the dance floor.
After the third song he leaned in close so I could hear and said, "I'm
getting something to drink, you want anything." I could smell him and feel his
large hand on my shoulder. I felt a little icky and a little good at the same
time.
"I'll have a beer," I said.
After getting our drinks we found a quieter corner of the bar and we
started talking. We got along great. He seemed like a great guy, a guy I could
really be friends with if he wasn't hitting on me right now. I mixed what I knew
of Stephanie's life into my own as I told him about myself. We talked for over
an hour stopping a couple of times for drinks and he paid for all of them. That
never happened to me as a guy. I realized I was getting pretty drunk, it didn't
take as much in my new form. I almost slipped and told him about my girlfriend,
when he told me about an old love of his. Luckily Alyssa came to save the day
and told him we had to go. Then he pulled me close and kissed me. I was grossed
out and turned on at the same time. I was too surprised and it was over too
quick for me to push away or break it off.
I was staring at him open mouthed when Alyssa said, "Why don't you give
him your number Stephanie?"
And before I knew it, I gave him Stephanie's number. Alyssa then helped me
out of the bend and I noticed just how drunk I was. Walking was a little
difficult. The room seemed a little wobbly. Alyssa led me out of the bar.
"What about Stephanie?" I asked looking around. Then through a break in
the wall of people I saw her in the corner kissing the redhead.
"Don't worry about Stephanie," she said and then pulled me out of the bar
and practically carried me home.
The next morning, I woke up the next morning snuggling next to Alyssa. Not
an unusual experience for me, but the events of yesterday quickly flooded my
brain and I realized I was still wearing Stephanie's body. I was naked and
slightly hung over. The last think I remembered was walking home from the bar.
I got out of bed and stretched if front of the mirror, thrilled, excited,
amazed and scared to be looking at this beautiful naked image. Last night I
fought very hard against the idea that I was now a girl, but this morning I was
seeing things in a different light. I thought that it's going to be fun seeing
things from this unique perspective.
I found a robe in one Stephanie's drawers and put it on. I decided to take
a shower to get a grasp on this situation and make a plan for making it through
the next two days. I found Stephanie's shower stuff and a towel and walked down
to the bathroom leaving Alyssa sleeping, finding several girls from the floor
taking showers and brushing their teeth.
I still couldn't get over how tiny I felt, as almost all of these girls
were taller than me. I brushed my teeth and peed, almost forgetting to wipe. I
caught glimpses of the girls showering as I stepped into my stall and that
excited me; I was naked in a girl's bathroom with other naked women around me
and nobody cared!
I stepped into the warm water and let it wash over me thinking that I was
still a guy in my head, at least. I greatly enjoyed washing all areas of this
new body. I thought to myself, if this was a private bathroom I could spend all
day washing these beautiful breasts. This shower was the first real opportunity
I had to get a good look at my new pair and they were beautiful. Not too big or
too small and they didn't sag at all, Alyssa's breasts were very nice, though a
bit smaller than mine now, these were perfect. I knew Stephanie was cute, but
she really has a great body, from her firm stomach, to her shapely ass.
I forced myself to stop touching my soft skin and get out of the shower
before I reached a point where I couldn't control myself. I was definitely going
to find out how this body really responded before I switched back. But, this
wasn't the place. I toweled off, put my robe on and headed back to Alyssa's
room. As I was reaching for the door handle I heard a familiar voice at the end
of the hall.
"I had a great time last night, I'll call you later!" he said.
I turned and looked and saw Stephanie dressed just in a pair of shorts,
kissing the redheaded girl I saw her with last night. I just stood and stared as
she walked out of the dorm. I ran down to my old room outraged by what I just
saw.
"What do you think you're doing? Who was that?" He looked at me and kind
of pushed me into the room closing the door as he did so.
"I was just getting acquainted with my new equipment."
"But you're a girl and that was a girl. Are you telling me you had sex
with another girl??!" I said very surprised.
"Yeah and it was great. As a girl I've always been attracted to both guys
and girls. But with this body, girls just really, and I mean really, turn me on.
It was great I went up to her and asked her to dance. I love this body. It was
so great being the bigger and stronger than her in bed."
"But how... Why... Did you even use protection?" What if she caught
something while in my body?
"I did use protection. And it seems I have a unique understanding of women
that Margaret apparently appreciated and appreciated some more. In fact, I can
introduce you to some of your better parts," he said as he pulled me toward him
and for the second time in as many days a guy was kissing me.
I noticed some very pleasurable sensations as he held me and I was again
reminded of the tiny weak body I was now inhabiting. All kinds of foreign
sensations were entering my brain as Stephanie started rubbing and caressing
places and she knew just where to touch. I hesitated from pulling away surprised
and amazed by all these feelings.
Finally, I pulled my mouth from his kiss, "Steph, please, No, " I said.
He broke off the kiss and smiled down at me looking through my open robe
to my naked body. "Are you sure, I can promise it will be good for you and I can
see your body liked that?" he said indicating my erect nipples.
I looked up at Stephanie grinning my grin and flexing my muscles. I felt
very small and weak and strangely, very turned on. In the short kiss Stephanie
had managed to massage several erogenous zones. I didn't say a word. I covered
myself up and walked out of the room very embarrassed by my own feelings. I ran
back to Alyssa's room and started crying while the door closed behind me. I was
feeling very lost and confused and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
Alyssa was brushing her hair in front of the mirror and she came over to
me as soon as she saw me crying. "James, what's wrong?" she asked putting her
arm around my thin shoulders.
"I don't know, it's nothing," I said fighting back the tears, "It's
everything. I'm so overwhelmed. I feel so small, so vulnerable. I should be
trying to have some fun and yet I'm feeling disgusted with myself; it's like
being a baby again, everything is new. The way this robe feels on my skin. The
way you make me feel as you look down at me like that. The way I'm reacting to
girls and to guys. I just ran into Stephanie in my old body and she kissed me.
It should have been like kissing a mirror or just plain gross, but I kinda liked
it. And to top it all off she slept with a woman last night in my body."
"Stephanie?" Alyssa asked.
"Yeah, that redhead we saw her with. She said she's always kinda liked
both guys and girls. If the feelings of this body are any indication I would
have to agree with her."
"Really, I would've never guessed, but you're still attracted to girls?"
she asked sexily.
I just looked up into her eyes and nodded.
"Good James. Because as I said last night the idea of you in that sexy
little body is driving me nuts," she said and for the second time this morning I
was pulled into a kiss.
Alyssa's hands began roaming and my body started reacting much as it had
moments before, but I felt a lot more comfortable in this situation, although I
had never dated a girl who was both taller and stronger than me. Soon we were
naked on the bed and she was exploring my body.
The experience blew my mind. It was some of the best sex I had ever
experienced. We both achieved multiple orgasms and by the end I felt more in
tune with this body than I ever thought possible. We snuggled in the bed for a
while cheek-to-cheek, breast-to-breast and then Alyssa hopped off the bed.
"We've got to get going!" she said.
"Going where?" I asked.
"We've got to get to the mall and find you a costume for Halloween. I laid
out some clothes for you, well, now they're on the floor, but let's get
dressed."
I reluctantly got out of bed and picked up the pile of clothes from the
floor. I saw that Alyssa had picked out another skirt. The outfit consisted of a
plaid wool miniskirt, black tights, ribbed turtleneck. She handed me some lacy
black under ware and I started to get dressed while she watched.
"You're really enjoying this aren't you?" I asked struggling with my bra.
"Yeah I never thought a girl could turn me on so much. Here let me help,"
she said fasting the bra in the back. "Knowing that you used to be a guy is part
of it and you look so good in skirts while you're wearing that body."
"Thanks," I said sarcastically as I pulled the tights up my smooth legs. I
started dressing with a new outlook on the day. I was determined not to fight
all the girls' stuff I was being given the opportunity to experience. So I put
the skirt on and pulled the turtleneck over my head. I straightened my bra
straps and looked in the mirror still amazed at the short, cute brunette that
started back at me. Alyssa was right; I did look good in a skirt. Alyssa grabbed
her car keys and we headed for the mall.
As we headed down the hall we ran into my friend Steve, a much larger
taller Steve or so it seemed to me. "Hello, you both look very pretty this
morning. So, What are you up to?" he said as I saw him take quick glances at my
legs and breasts.
"We're just going to the mall to do some shopping, you're going to the
Halloween costume tonight right?" Alyssa asked
"Sure am, see you guys later," he said and started walking away.
I was relieved that she hadn't invited him along. It was hard enough
acting normal in this body, much less acting like Stephanie would normally act.
As we walked through the parking lot and down to the car I replayed the
brief encounter with Steve. I was doing a lot of replaying and pondering lately
and figuring out. I realized that not only did he check Alyssa and I out, but I
checked him out. I looked at him like I've looked at no other guy. I noticed his
strong shoulders and the curve of his jaw. I liked the way he complimented us. I
was finding out that being in this body encompassed a lot more than just being
short. Just before I got into the car I noticed another thing. Walking felt a
lot more natural and seemed to be a lot easier than it felt last night,
especially if I was concentrating on something else.
We pulled away from the dorm and Alyssa asked me, "So what kind of costume
are you thinking about?"
"It would be kind of funny for me to go as a football player. I'd look
pretty pathetic?" I said.
"I think it might be cute, but don't you think it would be fun to go with
a really female costume," she asked.
"Like what?"
"I don't know, like a ballerina or a prom queen." Alyssa said smiling.
Soon we were at the mall browsing around and I was trying to decide which
costume I should wear. Technically if I just went as I now appeared it would be
the most convincing costume ever. Nobody would ever believe that this girl in a
short skirt was once a man.
We found our way to a special Halloween store, one of those places that
pops up in vacant spaces in malls during holidays. We were looking through racks
of costumes and Alyssa was providing some interesting suggestions. She held up a
French maid's outfit, a playboy bunny, harem girl, but none of those costumes
held any appeal for me. I was still toying with the idea of dressing this cute
little bod in an overtly boy costume. But, I decided that I would be missing out
on some of the girl experience, this was a once in a lifetime chance.
I held up my costume choice so Alyssa could see and asked, "How about
this?"
Alyssa looked at the fairy princess outfit I was holding in my hand and
just began shaking her head. "Wow, that's great!" she said coming closer so only
I could hear, "I would love to see you in that James."
It was actually a little more your typical fairy princess getup. It was
actually a pink satin mini-dress with some sparkles and small iridescent wings
attached to the back. Sparkly pink hose, a tiara and a magic wand finished the
costume. Alyssa quickly picked out a cowgirl costume, so we took our purchases
up to the counter to pay.
The young man operating the cash register was obviously sizing us up.
Alyssa surprised me by flirting with the guy. I mean, he was a really cute guy,
but she was supposed to be my girlfriend. Then I realized my thought process and
how I had just thought of him as a cute guy. I was caught up in these thoughts
and paying no attention to Alyssa's conversation.
I snapped out of it when I heard Alyssa say, "Why don't you come to the
party tonight, we'd love to see you."
"That would be great, I can't wait to see you in your costumes, you're
both gonna look great!" He said.
As we walked out of his hearing range I asked, "Why'd you do that for, I'm
your boyfriend remember?"
"Yeah, but you look a lot like my roommate. I was just trying to help
Stephanie out, he's really her type!" She said putting her hand on my shoulder,
"Can we pretend for the night you're not my boyfriend, so Stephanie can meet
this guy, besides I could tell he thought you were hot. He's cute, isn't he?"
"Yeah he is," I said without much thought, "OK I'll do it, but I'm not
letting him kiss me or anything."
Alyssa just looked at me a little surprised that I admitted that the boy
was cute. It was an admission she wouldn't have been able to squeeze out of me
as a guy. Guys don't notice other guys.
We went and had a bite to eat. I noticed I couldn't eat nearly as much as
I did in my body, which was a good thing. Because if I ate the meal I usually
have Stephanie would probably have to loose a few pounds when she got her body
back. We hung out at the mall just like two girlfriends and before I knew it the
time had come to go back to the dorm and get ready for the party.
After dressing in the costume I was staring at my image in the mirror not
believing the cute princess that was standing there. Then I turned this way and
that, trying to appear graceful. The illusion was very convincing until I tried
walking away from the mirror. The only shoes Stephanie had that were pink had a
3-inch heel. I had been practicing for the last half-hour and I was getting
pretty good, but my movements were still short of graceful. Oh well, I thought,
it'll have to do.
Alyssa was dressed in tight jeans, a ten-gallon hat; the party wasn't
going as well as I had hoped. Guys were hitting on me, left and right. The room
was really crowded and I had a tough time getting around because of my small
size. When I did bother to venture through the crowd to go to the keg or the
bathroom, I risked getting groped and my butt had been squeezed twice. I was
ready to step back into my bigger stronger body and leave this cute little
existence behind.
Halfway through the party a drunken Stephanie came to me, saying, "MY
sword beats your magic wand, little Princess, that's cause my swords real and
your wand is just a fantasy."
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Do you want to know a secret? Come here!" she said gesturing with her
finger. I leaned in closer and Stephanie whispered in my ear, "I don't want to
change back."
"What!?" I yelled, loud enough so everyone glanced our way. "Well, it
doesn't matter, because we're changing back tomorrow."
"Not if I don't want to Princess," she said smiling and patting my ass,
"The magic doesn't work unless both of us agree to do it."
*****
Alyssa had told us either that we needed to change back by 3:30pm or the
magic might fade too much to be effective. Once again I looked at my watch 3:20
and still no Stephanie.
"I'm sorry James. Really I just wanted you to see what it's like from the
girl side of the street. I didn't think Stephanie would enjoy being a guy so
much. If it's any consolation you can have my body if Stephanie doesn't come
back." Alyssa said with tears in her eyes.
"No, no, that's okay." I said putting my arm around her tall shoulders.
"No sense more of us being messed up. So if Stephanie doesn't come back in the
next couple of hours, when's the next chance to change back?"
"Until January 19 or the day before and after. That's when the magic gets
strong again." Alyssa answered.
"So, why does the magic get strong again on that day?"
The stress of the situation was starting to wear on Alyssa; "It's all
because some ancient druids used to roll around naked in the snow. Their
freezing bodies were then open receptacles for the power of mother earth."
"Really?"
"No, silly I don't fucking know why. The power is there on January 19 and
nobody knows why, OK?"
I didn't appreciate Alyssa's attempt at humor. I was upset and my voice
sounded whiney, "But I don't want to spend 3 more months as a girl." I felt like
I was gonna start to cry. We just sat there for a couple of more minutes and a
few tears did stream down my cheek.
Alyssa got up and went over to the shot glasses full of potion. "I guess I
better put this stuff away." she said with the hurt obvious in her voice.
She picked up the two shot glasses from the dresser and started to bring
them across the room to the bottle where she had stored the potion. Stephanie
picked this moment to come barging in the room tripping over Alyssa in the
process knocking them both to the floor. I heard one of the shot glasses shatter
and saw my hope for changing back to myself splash all over Alyssa and
Stephanie.
I got up to help them back up, thinking 'I hope Alyssa has some more
potion'. Then I saw the broken glass had cut them both.
"Alyssa, Stephanie are you guys OK," I said placing a hand on each of
their shoulders. Slowly they both opened their eyes and said, "Yeah," one after
the other. As soon as the words escaped their lips they both sat up and looked
at each other.
My body was the first to speak, "Stephanie?" it asked.
Alyssa's body looked at my body and answered with a question, "Alyssa?"
"Oh no!" All three of us said together.
Apparently Alyssa and Stephanie had somehow changed bodies. Now all three
of us were mixed up. Stephanie was in Alyssa's body, Alyssa was in my body and I
was still stuck in Stephanie's body.
Alyssa was looking herself over and she focused on a small piece of glass
stuck in her arm and I looked and saw Stephanie also had a cut on her arm. "I
guess the potion must have gotten into our blood through these cuts," Alyssa
said.
Stephanie looked at herself and then asked, "Is there still time to change
back?"
"It'll take at least three hours to make more potion," she said looking at
the hurt in my eyes, "Unfortunately I didn't make any extra. The magic will be
gone in three hours," Alyssa said looking a little defeated.
I felt like crying. I had kind of resolved myself to spending the next
three months as a girl, but now that the reality was upon me it was hard to
take.
"Why did you come back so late Stephanie?" I said tears starting to flow,
"If you had been here on time this never would have happened."
Stephanie was still examining her new body, "I was considering keeping
your body James. I really liked being you. But then I stopped thinking of me for
a second and started thinking about you. I figured it just wouldn't be fair to
keep your body. I thought, that maybe I could find a guy who wanted to be a girl
and have Alyssa switch us. I'm really sorry I screwed this up James." she said
looking down into my eyes.
We all just sat down on the bed silent for a while. Each contemplating
what this latest change would mean. I'm gonna have a period. I'm gonna be short
for three more months, I thought. It was a lot to take in.
Alyssa was always the practical one and she broke into our mutual brooding
saying, "Well we've got a lot to learn about each other for Monday classes, for
the weeks ahead and especially for Thanksgiving and Christmas break." She put
her large hands on both of our shoulders, "We were all planning to go home and
we've got to educate ourselves so our families don't think we've totally lost
it."
I hadn't really been thinking that far ahead and I could tell by the
expression on Stephanie's face that she hadn't either.
*****
My mother was waiting for me in the living room. We had spoken on the
phone twice, but this was my first actual meeting. She was a thin woman, about
50 years old who still retained some of her beauty. I could see some of the
features of my face in hers. I was surprised to find that she was about 4 inches
taller than me. It's hard to tell someone's height from pictures, especially
when you are used to being over 6' tall. She quickly came over to me and gave me
a hug.
"How's my little princess?" She asked.
"I'm great," I lied, "How are you Mom?" I felt very uncomfortable calling
her Mom and hugging her.
"Good, you look great Stephanie. I've missed you!" and again we hugged.
We sat on the living room couch and talked a little while. I told her
about school and how well I was doing. She talked about her new job and the man
she had just started dating. Stephanie had lived with her father until he had
died a few years ago. Since that time she had lived with her Mom, though they
never really seemed to establish a bond. According to Stephanie the relationship
was cordial, but rarely went deeper than superficial.
"Well, It's good to have you home. Thanksgiving is at Aunt Millie's this
year, she expects us around 4. I guess, you'll want to get settled in, so I'll
just leave you to yourself," she said and started to leave the room. "Oh yeah,
your friend Sue called, she wants you to call back."
I was scared to talk to Sue. Sue Waldren was supposed to be my best
friend. Stephanie had talked about her a lot in the weeks leading up to this.
But, I hardly think three weeks of talking can totally explain a 6-year
friendship. To top it off, right before I left school today Stephanie hit me
with another bombshell. Apparently Sue and Stephanie had been occasional lovers.
Stephanie had been embarrassed to tell me, but figured I needed to know. I
hadn't been able to get much information about the nature of the relationship
before Stephanie had to catch a plane. It was getting harder and harder for me
to like Stephanie. I think the only reason Alyssa and I still hung around with
her was for information about her life and to give her information about
Alyssa's.
I spent the next couple of hours going through my room and trying to get
the courage up to call Sue. I paced a little, fiddled with things on my desk and
sat on four-poster canopy bed playing with the stuffed animals. It's such a
feminine room. Everything seemed to be a shade of creme or pink. I thought my
closet at school had a large selection of dresses and skirts, but apparently
Stephanie had only brought about a third of the clothes she owned. I had spent
the last three weeks wearing dresses and skirts and lately, I actually found
myself primping and enjoying the feel of the fabrics on my legs and body. In
this body I was a pretty young girl who liked to show it off.
So, I found myself going through the multitude of new dresses wondering
how I would look wearing each one. Especially the evening gowns, prom-dresses
and club clothes I found. Most of the clothes I had at school were a high class
kind of casual. I had never really dressed up in this body. The clothes in this
closet would provide me with the opportunity.
But first, I needed to call Sue. It would look strange for me to just
ignore my best friend. I dialed the number twice before actually letting the
phone ring. Sue's Mom answered and we chatted for a few seconds before she
called for Sue. I was nervous and Sue actually asked me what was wrong. I just
told her it's been a while since we talked. Soon I was telling her about school
and my new boyfriend, James and she was telling me about school then and told me
she had something exciting to show me and could I come over. I had no good
excuse not to, so I agreed. I consulted the map I had drawn and recalled
Stephanie's directions and decided to go over there.
On my way over to her house I realized how scared I was. Somehow I had
made it through the phone call, but she was sure to figure something was wrong
in person. All the people I've come in contact with so far, except for
Stephanie's mom, either knew my secret or had only known Stephanie for a few
months. With Stephanie's Mom the superficial relationship made it easy for me to
have limited contact. I had been able to pull off the charade up to now because
those people at school hadn't known Stephanie long enough to notice the drastic
change in her.
Sue had known Stephanie for 6 years. Since before high school. They had
gone through puberty together, spent endless hours talking on the phone and had
even been lovers. She was going to know that something was up. My only chance
was to act like school has changed me and let her do the talking. I was scared.
The only thing on my side was the unbelievable truth. Sue would probably explain
away my changes to school, a new boyfriend or anything other than I was a
stranger trapped in Stephanie's body.
I was a little too wrapped up in my thoughts and I missed a turn.
Eventually I got back on track and found my way to the Waldren's house. Sitting
in my car parked on the street, I saw Mr. and Mrs. Waldren were walking to their
car. I recognized them from a photograph. I met them halfway.
"Hi Stephanie," they said together, then Mrs. Waldren said, "Good to see
you," and then she gave me a hug. We exchanged pleasantries and then she said,
"We're going to a movie, you girls stay our of trouble. Okay? Sue's in her room,
just go on up."
"Thanks, have a good time," I said. I opened the front door with my heart
pounding in my chest. We were going to be alone in the house. Rather than
surprise Sue by going up to her room (besides I had no idea which room) I
decided to giver her some warning. "Sue! I'm here!" I yelled.
Immediately I heard her feet on the upstairs floor. She practically ran
down the stairs and gave me a hug. She glanced out the front door watching her
parents' car drive away and then closed the door behind me. She stepped back and
took a long look at me. Sue was a very pretty girl. She was thin and about 5'7"
seeming to posses a lanky strength, with long straight black hair, brown eyes
and a exotic face. Her mother's parents emigrated from China and that heritage
showed in her eyes and face. Her breasts were small, but she was wearing a tight
black T-shirt clearly displaying their outline.
She looked once more out the window and said, "Now that they are gone, let
me give you a proper greeting," and she grabbed me and kissed me.
It had been several weeks since I had kissed a girl. I had sort of gotten
used to the strange heterosexual relationship I was having with Alyssa.
Also, this was the first time I had kissed a girl who didn't know I was
really a guy. For some reason that made a difference. So, my reaction to the
kiss was mostly surprise and very little passion.
She pulled away from the kiss saying, "You always have to play the shy one
around me, don't you?"
We spent the next several minutes catching up each other up on our lives.
The more we talked the more I was getting the feeling that she was wary of
me, she seemed to be waiting for something. Eventually we went up to her room
and she started showing me some pictures of the friends she had made at school.
All this while I was thinking about the kiss. She had really started my juices
flowing and I was just wondering if maybe there was going to be more.
Eventually the conversation got around to my boyfriend and I was able to
speak a while on a topic I knew very well, my real self. Sue eventually
interrupted my stories about myself.
"What about girlfriends?" She asked.
I thought for a second considering telling her about Alyssa, then figured
I better not.
"Not since you," I said. Not really understanding the relationship I had
with Sue, I was sort of stumbling in the dark. Something nice probably wouldn't
hurt, "I missed you."
She looked pleased by this remark, but also a little confused. Again she
seemed to be waiting for something. "Well you can have me right here, right now,
but only if you play my little game, Remember the game we played two weeks
before we went away for college?" she said walking over to the closet.
My nipples were getting hard at the thought of being with Sue. "Sure, I
remember." I answered.
She reached into her closet and pulled out some short lengths of rope.
"Well, it's your turn to be the prisoner."
Almost before she finished I was lying on the bed with my wrists against
the bedposts. I had played the submissive role ever since getting involved with
Alyssa. Especially these last couple of weeks as a girl. I had never tried
bondage, but I was ready. "Do with me as you please, Sue," I said and she
started securing my bonds.
After the ropes were tied instead of getting naked or starting to touch me
she went over and pulled one of her hamsters out of its cage. All kinds of nasty
thoughts entered my head and I quickly tried to free my self, to no avail.
"What are you doing?!" I yelled outraged.
"Well you see Stephanie, I was all set to turn the tables on you. I used
the ropes as a ploy to force your hand. When I was away at school I learned
about magic myself. I found that little control spell you put on me and I was
really pissed off. You look surprised? " she said.
That was an understatement. "Stephanie knows magic?" I blurted out. Too
late I realized what I had said.
"You sure do and now I do too, Hey why did you refer to yourself as
Stephanie?" She said looking me in the eyes.
"Um, I didn't, I mean, Well I did, but I meant I, I don't know why that
came out?" I fumbled.
She just stared at me for a while, then her eyes lit up, "That explains
it, you're not under some control spell are you Stephanie?" she asked and I just
shook my head no. "You know, that's what I thought when at first you didn't
utilize the control spell to have your way with me or make me do something
stupid. I was gonna pounce on you when you least expected it. So, I started
thinking something was up. So I tweaked your sexual arousal and came up with the
idea to tie you up. I figured that would force you to try to use that dormant
spell. I was about to try to figure out who put the control spell on you. But I
don't think Sammy has to die," she said placing the hamster on the desk, "I
don't think you are actually Stephanie. Who are you?"
There was a lot to take in and I wasn't exactly in a great bargaining
position. "I'll tell you that if you answer this question: You did magic on me
today?"
"Yeah I did," she said looking a little angry, "but it was nothing
compared to that spell you or Stephanie or whoever left embedded in my brain.
Who are you?!"
"I guess it's time for the truth," I said and started telling my tale. I
went through the whole story about Alyssa and the Halloween costume and
eventually got to the fact of who I really was.
She looked at me wide-eyed, "So, you were a guy and now Stephanie has your
body? How's it feel to be stuck as a girl?"
"It hard to explain how it feels. I feel small and weak and right now very
vulnerable." I said pointing my chin toward my tied wrists. "But Stephanie is
actually in Alyssa's body now. Alyssa told me magic could only be done at
certain times of the year?"
"Well let me tell you about magic Steph or should I call you James or
what?"
"Well, everyone's been calling me Stephanie lately and I don't feel much
like a James right now, so Stephanie is fine."
"Well there are two types of witches. The kind your boyfriend Alyssa is
and the kind Stephanie and, now, I am. The main difference is how and when we
pull magic from the air, the earth, whatever. Your first kind of witch waits for
the magic to build to a point where it can be gotten with little effort. Times
like Halloween and the upcoming January 19. The second kind, we call ourselves
red witches, force the magic out of living things. This magic appears in a very
local area for a limited period of time. The effects of some spells, like your
body switching potion or Stephanie's control spell can last beyond the period of
magic. We do magic by sacrificing a life, as well as using the magic on the days
it's in the air."
This was all news to me, "So you do you have to kill a hamster, can't you
just kill a house plant or something?"
"No," she said looking a little sad, "Unfortunately slaughtering broccoli
just doesn't seem to do it. For most spells we use a hamster or a rat or
goldfish, more involved spells may take two mice or two fish. You wouldn't have
to kill something like a dog or a goat unless you were trying to affect a group
of people. Those other kind of witches, we call them white witches, don't
believe in the killing of animals.
"Also because at times in the past, red witches have sacrificed humans to
create very powerful spells. We don't do it anymore, but the stigma is still
attached. So you've been like this," she said indicating my present body, "since
Halloween. Wow!
"I remember, since I removed the memory block that came with the control
spell, Stephanie saying she tried to find a way to change into a man or at least
a tall woman and she was unable to do the magic. Most witches, white or red,
only have the power to do one or two kinds of magic. Stephanie does mind
control. I can divine the truth and I've learned some control magic as well."
She got up to retrieve the hamster from the floor and put him back in the
cage.
I figured we were not going to have sex at this point, so I said, "Could
you untie me?"
"Let me just make sure," She pulled a large goldfish from her tank, pulled
a knife from her pocket and sliced the goldfish in half. "Ok now tell me how you
came to be Stephanie again," she said waving her hands in the air.
I began my tale again and she stopped me near the start, "Okay," she said,
"you're telling the truth."
Then she untied me. We spent the next hour or so getting to know each
other. She was really curious about my sex change and I was really curious about
the real Stephanie. I told her about the feelings it had evoked and the how
there were times I liked this being me better. She told me how Stephanie had
gotten into witchcraft and how that period of her life had been buried for
several months.
"What do you think about Alyssa, is she a pawn or a conspirator?" I asked
not knowing whether to be mad or feel sorry for my girlfriend.
"I'd have to meet her to find out, but I think Stephanie may have
manipulated your friend."
Finally we formulated a plan to catch Stephanie and put things right. Sue
was coming back with me to school on Sunday and we would set things straight.
The rest of Thanksgiving weekend went rather well. Family dinner was
crowded and I never got really involved in one conversation. The hardest part
was getting dressed. I couldn't seem to pick out the right dress or skirt to
please Stephanie's mom. Sue and I went shopping on Black Friday (the day after
Thanksgiving) and I was reminded how difficult crowds could be to navigate in my
shortened state.
The more I hung out with Sue, the more I liked her. She was constantly
amazed that I used to be a guy and forced me into girlish situation, like trying
on stuff at Victoria's Secret, to try to embarrass me. We pledged to remain
friends, no matter how this ended up.
I left for school early Sunday morning, telling my Mom I had a paper due
Monday. Sue and I drove to my school in silence. The plan was to try to convince
Alyssa to change us back or at least cast a control spell on Stephanie to
control the situation. We waited in my room for Stephanie to arrive. Sue hid in
the closet and I just sat on my bed.
Stephanie confidently strode into the room wearing Alyssa's body and
clothing. "How did it go?" I said making some small talk and giving Sue time to
cast her spell in the closet.
"It went fine. Alyssa's family is a lot nicer than mine. What did you
think about my Mom?" Stephanie asked. I was about to ask when we heard some
noises in the closet. "What's that?" she asked.
"What's what?" I asked trying to ignore the obvious clatter. But, then
there was a crash and Sue fell out of the closet. Two white mice were in her
hands and several others scurried around on the floor. Stephanie jumped on one
and squished it.
"Well, well, well!" she said, "What," *Squish* "do," *Squish* "we have,"
*Squish* "here!" she said killing mice as she moved towed Sue.
I was scared. Sue had said Stephanie was the more powerful witch and we
must catch her by surprise. Now at least 4 mice were dead and spells were about
to be cast. "I underestimated you Sue. I never thought you'd break through my
spell." Stephanie smiled and quickly grabbed a mouse. "I guess you're here to
ruin my plan. To put me back in that little body, that I don't want!" she said
pointing at me.
I thought, maybe a distraction will give Sue time to cast her spells. So I
ran at Alyssa attempting a tackle. I never made it. A blast of magic energy hit
me and knocked me back against the wall. I was knocked silly. I was feeling a
little woozy. Stephanie seemed to be preparing to cast her spell on Sue, when
the door opened and Alyssa's Mom walked in.
"Well, well, well. I thought I sensed something was wrong this weekend.
You seemed to be acting a little strange," She said. She started walking toward
Stephanie and Stephanie gave ground. "Then, as I got in my car I felt the magic
coming from this room and I knew something was wrong. You're not my daughter.
Remove yourself before I destroy you." Alyssa's Mom was and Inch taller than her
daughter and she looked mean when she was mad.
Stephanie wasn't going to give in so easily. She threw something through
the air that looked like a ball of water. The magic exploded in the air and I
lost consciousness.
I awoke to someone placing a small rag on my forehead. I opened my eyes
and I saw my body, Alyssa's Mom and Sue.
"What happened?" I said realizing that things had changed from the sound
of my voice.
Alyssa's Mom told the story. Apparently things got really hectic as the
magic started to fly. Alyssa's Mom was eventually able to wrestle Stephanie back
into her own body and put me, who she assumed was her daughter back into
Alyssa's body. Unfortunately she made the spell, as permanent as she could so
Stephanie wouldn't try to switch back. When Alyssa came into the room wearing my
body and told her what happened she was very upset, but the deed had been done.
So now I'm living life as Alyssa and Alyssa is James. We've tried to
switch back several times when the magic is right, but the spell is too strong.
This body isn't that bad. I'm beautiful and I'm not the tiny little thing I was
wearing Stephanie's body, even if I am still a girl. The Council of Witches
punished Stephanie; they actually do have a council of witches, and was stripped
of her power. We've pretty much resolved ourselves to be who we are, but Alyssa
is trying to teach me some transformation magic, just for fun.
The End.