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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.