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Cupid's Arrow
By Mister Double-U
Harold saw her walking down the hall and knew that it was love at first
sight. She was tall, with long blond hair and a body that could stop a truck.
'The face of an angel.' he thought. He mustered up all his courage and
approached her, just as her boyfriend rounded the corner. She looked at him
with a smile that could melt butter. The boyfriend placed his arms around her
and gave Harold a very nasty look.
"Somethin' I can do for ya?" he asked. His name was 'Duke' Talbot, captain of
the high school football team.
"Uh," Harold replied, nervously.
"Then scram!" he yelled. Pushing Harold hard in the chest. The force knocked
him to the floor and his books went everywhere. She knelt down to help him
up. She was Candi Reynolds, the head cheerleader, captain of the debate team,
leader of student council. She had beauty and brains. And Harold was in love.
"Are you all right?" she asked. Harold felt his heart fall into his stomach.
He tried to speak, but all he could do was nod. She took his arm and helped
him to his feet. Then walked back to Duke, who looked just a little bit
upset.
He put his arm back around her. "Let's go, babe." he said. They walked down
the hall and on to their next class. Harold stood there, dumbfounded.
'How could a girl so wonderful be dating an asshole like him?' Harold
thought. He brushed the dirt from his jacket and headed to the boy's
bathroom. The room was empty except for a lone figure standing in a blue
sparkle tuxedo. He pulled out a comb and ran it through his slightly thinning
hair. Harold ignored him and washed his hands in the next sink.
"She's a pretty girl, Harold." The man said in a thick New York accent.
Harold stopped and looked at him in the mirror. "It'd be quite a feather in
your cap if she were your girlfriend, huh?" he finished.
Harold turned to look at the man. "What?" he asked. "Who?"
"Candi. Candi Reynolds." He knocked on Harold's forehead. "Hello?? Anyone
home??"
"How do you know about all that?" Harold asked.
"Funny you should ask." He hopped on the ledge next to the sink. "My name's
Mort. I'm the Love Fairy." He stuck his hand out to shake, but Harold just
stood there.
"Love Fairy?" Harold asked. "You must be kidding. This is all some strange
hallucination."
"Hey, do I look like some kind of figment of your imagination?" he asked. "I
work for Cupid. I used to work in nightmares, but I got transferred. Lousy
gig, if you ask me." He hopped down off the ledge. "I'd much rather be
scaring you little brats then wearing this gaudy tux. Now, back to business.
If you want the girl, I can get her for you."
"How?" Harold asked.
Mort pulled a small bow and arrow out of his jacket pocket. "With this!" he
said handing the items to Harold. "When you shoot the arrow and it hits her,
she'll fall instantly in love with you. Real simple."
Harold took the items and studied them carefully. "I'm not a very good shot."
Mort laughed. "Kid, you can't miss. You just have to think about her." Mort
headed for the bathroom door. "I happen to know that she'll be home tonight
watching television. She never misses Ally McBeal." He leaned in to Harold.
"And neither do it. That blond chick is totally hot. Woo! Anyway, I'll be
there to help. That is if you're interested." He walked out the door and into
the hall. Harold ran out after him but he was gone. The arrow and bow shrunk
and turned into a pin. Harold stuck it in his pocket and headed for his next
class.
The rest of the day was uneventful. He went through his day and watched Candi
in cheerleading practice for a few moments. 'She really is beautiful.' he
thought, absentmindedly feeling the pin in his pocket. He quietly walked out
before he was spotted and ran home as fast as he could.
15 minutes before the show started, Harold grabbed the pin and headed out the
door. Candi lived 2 blocks away. He would have plenty of time to make it. As
he ran, his heart raced. 'Soon she'll be mine.' he thought. He arrived at her
house and crouched outside her living room window. She was sitting there
alone in a flannel robe doing her nails. Harold stopped. "How the hell am I
going to do this?" he whispered to no one in particular.
"It's easy, kid." Mort replied. He crouched next to him wearing the same
clothes as this morning. "Just open the window."
Harold reached up and opened the window a crack. He took the pin out of his
pocket and it instantly grew to its normal size. Harold closed his eyes and
thought about Candi. About the two of them together walking down the hall;
eating lunch together; taking her home after school.
"Shoot all ready, would ya?" Mort said. "Monday Night Football starts in 20
minutes."
Harold opened his eyes and let the arrow fly across the room. What Mort said
was true. He watched the arrow go over the couch, around the chair, over the
coffee table and hit 'Duke'??!!!
Duke was coming out of the kitchen with a tray of snacks as the arrow sailed
across the room. He stepped right into it. A strange pink glow started to
form around him. He dropped the tray on the floor.
"Oh, shit!" Mort said. "This ain't good." Harold looked at him with fear in
his eyes.
Duke turned and looked Harold right in the eye. He blew him a kiss and walked
towards the front door.
"Shit!" Harold said. "Duke's in love with me??"
"That's the way it goes." Mort replied. "Whoever the arrow hits is the one
who falls in love." He stood up. "Sorry, kid. This sort of thing doesn't
usually happen. Let me go see what I can do." Mort faded into the dark.
"Wait!" Harold yelled. "You can't leave me like this!"
Duke rounded the corner and walked quickly to Harold. "No one's leaving you,
darling." He said running his fingers through Harold's hair. "Why don't you
come inside and watch TV with us?" Duke grabbed Harold's hand and led him
inside. Candi was still sitting there. She turned and looked at the two of
them.
"Ah, here's the happy couple now." She said. She scooted over and Duke sat
Harold down on the couch.
"Doesn't this seem a little weird to you, Candi?" he asked. "I mean, Duke is
YOUR boyfriend."
Candi laughed. "MY boyfriend?? Don't be silly. He's not my type at all."
Harold stopped, stunned. "Really?"
Duke slid closer to Harold. "Sure, I only like men." He leaned over to kiss
Harold, but he pulled away and stood up.
"I'm sorry. I.I can't do this." Harold said.
"Would you be more comfortable if I looked like that?" Duke asked pointing at
Candi. He let go of Harold's hand and walked up the stairs. Harold sat there
and looked at Candi.
"Don't be surprised." She said. "He's been dressing for years. Looks really
good too. I'm always amazed. He's entered pageants and everything."
"Dressing?" Harold asked. "You mean like a girl?"
"Oh yeah." Candi answered.
"And you know about it?" Harold asked.
"Of course." Candi replied, giggling. "We've even gone out to clubs together.
No one can ever tell that he's not a girl." She smiled. Harold turned and saw
Mort calling him from the kitchen.
"I have to use the bathroom." Harold said getting off the couch. Candi
shrugged and turned back to the television. Harold headed through the living
room and met Mort in the hall.
"What the hell is going on?" he asked. "The big bad football player is
upstairs getting himself all 'dolled up'." Harold started to hyperventilate.
"Calm down, kid." Mort said. "The arrow has the effect of changing a person's
total personality. This guy is doing anything he can to win you." Mort sat
down on a chair in the hall. "I'm working on a way to fix this. I need a
little time."
"Time??!!" Harold yelled. Mort shushed him. "Time?" he whispered. "I don't
have time. He'll be down any minute."
"Hang in there kid. I'll be back as soon as I can." Mort faded. Harold
flushed the toilet and headed back to the living room. Candi pointed to the
top of the stairs. Harold took a deep breath, expecting the worst, and looked
up. He couldn't believe what he saw.
Duke came down the stairs wearing a short, black minidress. He had long red
hair and very high black heels. He looked like a model. His makeup was
perfect. If Harold didn't know any better, he would have sworn that he was a
real woman. Duke walked across the room and sat next to Candi on the couch.
He crossed his legs and looked lovingly at Harold.
"Well?" Duke said in a feminine voice. "What do you think?"
Harold stood there stunned. "You're beautiful." he replied slowly. Duke
smiled.
"She does do a nice job, doesn't she?" Candi replied. She got up off the
couch. "I guess I'll leave you two alone."
"No!" Harold said, running to the couch.
Candi sat back down, an evil look on her face. "Ooo! You like threesomes!
Kinky! What do you think, Ginger?" Candi took off her robe. She was wearing
only panties and a bra underneath.
Duke, now Ginger, nodded. She took Harold by the hand and sat him down on the
couch. She worked at his belt while Candi removed her bra and panties. Ginger
removed Harold's pants and underwear and touched his throbbing cock. With
each stroke, it grew. She moved closer and licked the tip of it, tasting the
precum. Candi stood on the couch above Harold's face. Her pussy inches away.
"Eat it!" she commanded. Harold did as he was told and moved his tongue in
and out of her pussy. He couldn't believe how wet she was. She grabbed his
head and shoved it into her pussy. Harold licked her as fast as he could. He
could smell how wet she was.
Ginger continued to suck on his cock. Running her tongue around it and
finally taking the entire thing in her mouth. Harold's balls were hard and
Ginger knew that he could cum any minute. She started stroking Harold
quickly. Harold darted his tongue in and out of Candi and nibbled on her
inner thigh. He wanted her to cum before he did. A moment later, the room was
filled with the screams of passion as both Candi and Harold came at the same
time. Ginger stood up and licked the cum off her lips. Candi licked the rest
off her face and kissed her deeply. Harold sat there, spent. He couldn't
believe what just happened.
Candi jumped off the couch and grabbed her robe. "Shit!" she yelled. "It's
almost 11:00. My parents will be home any minute. Harold stood up and put his
clothes back on as Ginger ran quickly up the stairs.
"I'll see you at school tomorrow, Harold." Ginger yelled from the top of the
stairs. She blew him a kiss and dashed to the bathroom. Harold turned and
headed out the door, down the street and back home.
The next morning, Harold quickly threw on some clothes and darted down the
stairs. He had to get to school before Duke to try to end this relationship.
"Hi Mom." He yelled quickly passing the dining room. "Don't have time to
eat."
"Young man." Harold stopped in his tracks. That wasn't his Mom. He looked
back into the dining room and Mort stood there holding a tray of pancakes.
"You need a well balanced breakfast to start your day. It's a well-known
fact. Don't you watch television?" Mort took the food to the table and put 3
pancakes on Harold's plate. "Sit down." He said. "You look awful."
"I didn't sleep well. Had nightmares all night." Harold sat down and took a
bite of food. "What am I going to do?" he asked. "This is delicious." He
finished.
Mort turned. "Thanks. I have a friend who was a world class chef." He put
some Orange Juice on next to his plate and sat down on the other chair. "I
know exactly what we're going to do." He took out another bow and arrow.
"This is a Polymorphic.something or other. It will cause the person to change
form to whatever you want him or her to be. All you have to do is shoot
Ginger and she'll become a REAL Ginger." He took a bite of food. "Easy, huh?"
"How do you suggest I do that?" Harold asked. "Say, 'stand still and we'll do
a re-enactment of William Tell?'"
"Look, if you don't want my help." Mort said. Harold stopped him.
"HELP??! It was your so called help that got me into this mess in the first
place." Harold yelled. "Now I have a new BOYfriend."
"Gotta admit, he makes a hot looking chick." Mort replied. Harold started to
speak. Mort put his hand up. "Listen, we'll figure it out. I'll help ya."
"I'm sorry." Harold said. "I'm just a little stressed out." He cleared his
throat. "All right. I'll meet him for lunch at 12:30. There's a window in the
Senior Lounge across the room. Can you hit him from there?"
Mort nodded. "No problem, kid. Piece of cake." He looked at his watch. "You
better get moving or you'll be late." Harold grabbed his books and flew out
the door.
Harold reached his first class with moments to spare. As he sat down, a note
was placed on his desk. "Meet me after class. Love, Ginger" with a lipstick
kiss on it. He turned around and there in Duke's seat, sat Ginger. Her long
red hair pulled back in a ponytail, a cute little pink sweater and plaid
skirt with saddle shoes. She looked the innocent little girl. She waived as
they made eye contact and Harold smiled sheepishly. Class started and
everyone acted as though Duke had always been Ginger. One boy even squeezed
her leg under the desk. The class ended and Ginger waited for Harold outside
the door.
"I thought about you all night last night," she said. "I tried calling but
your machine just picked up."
"Didn't hear it. Sorry." Harold said, leading her down the hall. "I suppose I
was a bit tired after.you know."
Ginger moved up, held his hand and smiled. "I understand." she responded.
Harold stopped. "Can you meet me for lunch? I have something important to
discuss with you." Ginger nodded. Harold continued. "The table next to the
cafeteria doors at 12:30."
"I'll be there." She said. She kissed his cheek and skipped off to class.
Harold waited for her to leave and wiped the lipstick off his cheek. Her
plaid skirt fluttered in the breeze as she skipped off. Harold could see the
tops of her stockings and the little red panties she wore. He shook his head
hard to clear it and headed off to his next class.
At 12:15, Harold dashed into the senior lounge. It was empty except for a few
kids playing "Frogger" in the corner. Mort stood by the window, looking into
the cafeteria. He sighed as Harold walked in.
"Still a cute chick," Mort said. "Sure you want to back to the way things
were?"
Harold shook his head. "Yeah. I'm sure." He responded, slowly.
Mort continued. "Ok, it's your life, kid." He took the bow and arrow out of
his pocket. "I'll be right here. Once you get seated, I'll shoot and poof! No
more girlfriend."
"Great." Harold turned and headed out of the lounge and into the cafeteria.
Ginger smiled as he walked over. She planted a huge kiss on him. There were a
few hoots and hollers from the crowd, but most people ignored them. Harold
sat down.
"Suzie Wilkins is having a party this weekend." Ginger said. She held his
hands. "I thought we might go."
"Uh, sure." Harold said. "I'd love to." He looked around nervously.
"You know, I really think that this could be the beginning of something
wonderful." She concluded. She held his hands tightly as a strange pink glow
started to encircle her again. It traveled all around her body. The long red
hair disappeared, replaced by Duke's short buzzcut, the makeup vanished and a
5:00 shadow appeared on his face. The sweater and skirt changed to a polo
shirt and pair of jeans. He even lost his long, manicured nails. The glow
traveled to the tips of his fingers, then hit Harold's hands and kept going.
"What the???" he exclaimed. His nails grew out and turned a pretty shade of
pink. He pulled his hands away from Duke as the change continued. His hands
and arms thinned out and his breasts began to grow. He stood up and stepped
away from the table. The glow began to circle the lower half of his body. His
jeans changed to a short leather skirt and black thigh-high hose. His
sneakers turned into 4" black heels. The shirt he was wearing changed to a
tube top, bearly containing his growing breasts. He could feel his dick
shrinking and he knew that soon it would be gone. His face became expertly
made up and his hair changed to red and grew out to just below his shoulders.
"What's happening????" his voice went up a few octaves. Mort appeared next to
him.
"The arrow didn't know where to stop. It continued until it couldn't feel any
more body heat. Your hands were connected, so you got the effects too." He
said. "Bye, kid! Good luck in your new life." Mort faded out.
"DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS!!" Harold yelled. A moment later the mist enveloped
his head and things went black for a moment.
"Brooke!" Duke said. He was standing in front of her shaking her by the
shoulders. "Stop yelling. You're making a scene."
"What? What happened?" Brooke asked. She felt slightly lightheaded and sat
quickly in the chair. Duke knelt in front of her.
"All I asked is if you wanted to go to Suzie Wilkins' party this weekend."
Duke responded. "Then you started yelling. Are you all right?"
Brooke looked at Duke. She smiled and grabbed his hand. "I'm fine, hon." She
answered. "Yes, I think Suzie's party would be fun." Brooke giggled. She
really loved looking into Duke's big brown eyes. Her nipples always got hard
when she thought about him.
"Your headlights are on." He said. Brooke giggled.
"That's not all that's happening." She finished. Duke stood up and kissed her
deeply on the lips.
"Why don't we get out of here?" he said. Brooke nodded and together they left
the cafeteria.
The End.
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