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Penny Wishes I
By Captain Webster
Jeremiah was a sensitive child. Always had been. He cared deeply about others,
and their feelings. Unfortunately there were others at his small school who did
not feel the same way. One of them was Charles R. "Chuck" Rimart. He had been
held back twice and was much larger than any of the other children in Jeremiah's
5th grade class.
Chuck liked to throw his weight around, and he had a lot of it to throw. He had
to weigh 150 pounds and stood well over 5 and a half feet tall.
"Hyper-thyroid mongoloid imbecile!" Jeremiah thought to himself miserably. Chuck
had just pushed Jeremiah down as they walked into the front of the school. Once
again humiliating him in front of all his peers.
Jeremiah's parents weren't much help in the situation. Oh, they offered to talk
to the principal or to Chuck's parents, but Jeremiah knew that these actions
would only make his situation more intolerable than ever. He not only would get
picked on even more, but he would have the reputation of being a "rat". The only
other advice his parents gave him was that old chestnut 'it's not the size of
the man in the fight, but the size of the fight in the man'. Yeah right. Easy to
say if you're 6'2" and 250 lbs. like his Dad was.
As Jeremiah morosely began to pick up his spilled books and papers a strange man
walked up to him.
"Hello J.D.", the man said cheerfully, "Having a bit of trouble with Chuck?"
Instantly Jeremiah was cautious. His Father had always warned him to be wary of
strange adults. Even ones who knew his name and acted as if they knew his
family.
"I don't mean to be rude, Sir, but I don't know you and I need to get to class."
Jeremiah responded as he hurriedly gathered his things together.
"No reason you should know me J.D. since we never met before this moment." was
the smiling reply Jeremiah received. "I just came to offer you some help with
your problem."
Intrigued Jeremiah could not help asking, "What problem?"
"Look J.D. I'll level with you. My name is J. Pennington Pennyworth, of the
Pembroke Pines Pennyworth's. I used to be just like anyone else in this world.
No better and no worse than most. Then one day I wandered into a funny little
shop in a mall near my home. The shop was run by an old man in, now don't laugh,
a bathrobe! He knew my name and that I needed "change" in my life. He told me he
was a wizard and could help me, but only if I would commit to spending my life
helping others who need "change" in their lives. Anyway to make a long story
longer I now travel about, always drawn to someone who needs "change" and I give
them a wish penny."
Jeremiah just stared at the man like a bug had suddenly run out of his nose.
"Yeah, right. Well I hate to chat and run. But I gotta go. It's been a slice!"
With this Jeremiah grabbed the last of his things and started to hurry toward
the school entrance.
As he was turning away from the man Jeremiah saw Mr. Pennyworth toss something
small, round, and shiny toward him. Instinctively he caught it. It was a shiny
new penny.
"Just hold that in your hand J.D. and make a wish. As long as it is unselfish it
will change your life." Pennyworth told him.
"Look Sir, I appreciate your giving me the penny and all, but I don't believe in
magic or wishes." Jeremiah replied with a hint of derision in his tone. "Even if
I did, what kind of a wish could you get for a penny?"
"Oh I don't know, J.D. The Bible says that faith the size of a grain of mustard
seed can move a mountain. A penny is a lot bigger than a grain of mustard seed.
Give it a try what have you got to lose?"
As Jeremiah looked down at the penny he felt a brief chill and looked up to see
that Pennyworth was gone. Shuddering from the chill Jeremiah stuffed the penny
in his pocket and hurried into the school.
As Chuck sat through the boring classes his mind wandered to his favorite
pastime, aside from making life hell for smaller boys and girls, reading comics!
"I wish I was really big and strong like Batman or better yet Superman!" he
thought to himself. Then he wouldn't have to take any crap from teachers or his
parents or anyone. Then he could be the biggest, the best looking! Then everyone
would love and admire him. Then he would get the attention he deserved. Then he
would be a hero!
"Lunch time at last!" Jeremiah thought to himself. It was such a pleasant day
that he decided to have lunch on the playground. His friend Chris had said he
would meet him there and they would have lunch together.
Jeremiah always looked forward to lunch. His Mom always packed him something
really good for lunch. Today's lunch would be especially important. Jeremiah had
just been told that he was to receive the school Humanitarian award. The first
boy in the history of the school to receive it! He felt very proud.
"Hey Punk, I hear you are getting that fag humanitarian award!" Jeremiah looked
up to see his nemesis Chuck Rimart standing over him and glowering at him.
"Figures that a pansy like you would win a wimpy award like that. I always
thought you had more in common with the girls than with real boys anyway!"
Chucks humiliating words were too much for Jeremiah today.
"I'll show you!" he shouted at the larger boy as he jammed his hand in his
pocket and retrieved the wish penny.
Chuck danced back as he saw the younger child's hand go into his pocket. He
thought for a moment that Jeremiah was going for a knife. But then he just
pulled out a penny. A penny! Grabbing quickly Chuck snatched the penny from
Jeremiahs hand.
"Hey give me that back!" Jeremiah shouted in alarm, as he reached to retrieve
his penny.
"You little wussy." Chuck snorted as he held the smaller boy off with one hand
and waved the penny with the other. "You were gonna threaten me with a penny! A
freakin' penny!! What a dork!"
Jeremiah was so angry that he spoke without thinking. "It's not an ordinary
penny! It's a wish penny. Anyone who holds it in their hand and makes a wish
gets what they want. Now give it back! It's mine!"
Pushing Jeremiah to the ground Chuck laughed at him. "Wish penny, huh? Well if
there's any wishing to be done around here it will be done by someone who really
deserves it. Not some little fairy wuss like you! Let's just see if your wish
penny works. If it don't, and I'm bettin' it won't, then I'm gonna pound the
snot out of you for lyin' to me. And if it does then I'll finally get what I
deserve!"
As Jeremiah sat on the ground tears of shame, frustration and humiliation
leaking out of his eyes he heard Chuck say, "I wish I was big, and good looking,
and a real hero!"
There was a loud crack, like a nearby lightening strike and a smell like ozone
filled the air.
Looking up fearfully Jeremiah saw... nothing. Chuck seemed to have taken off.
Jeremiah looked all around but could not see the bully anywhere. Thanking his
lucky stars that he got off as easily as he did Jeremiah got up and dusted his
pants off.
Just then Chris came up. "Hey J.D." Chris said, "Did you hear that loud crack?
Sounded like thunder but there is not a cloud in the sky."
"Yeah I did." Jeremiah replied somberly.
"Hey what's wrong Bud? You been getting hassled by that big rimbag Chuck again?"
Chris was very sympathetic to J.D. They were best friends. Chris had older
brothers to protect him from the Chucks of the world but J.D. had no one.
"Yeah he was here a minute ago and he stole my penny." Jeremiah replied.
"Uhhh, your penny?" Chris responded. The question obvious in his tone.
"Never mind." Jeremiah responded despondently. "It was probably just another con
anyway. Let's eat."
"Sure man." Chris responded. "Say what did your Mom pack for you today anyway?"
"I don't know." Jeremiah replied. "But whatever it is it's big!"
Indeed his thermal lunch bag seemed to be stretched to it's limits. Reaching
inside Jeremiah retrieved his thermos bottle, and apple, and then the biggest
sandwich he had ever seen. He could have sworn that when he saw his Mother
packing his lunch that morning she had just put a normal size sandwich into it.
This one was shaped like a submarine and was the biggest and best sandwich he
had ever seen!
"Oh cool!" Chris said. "Your Mom packed you a Hero! You know J.D. you shouldn't
worry about bully's like Chuck. You're growing up and one of these days you'll
eat them for lunch."
Jeremiah just smiled to himself as he divided the huge sandwich between himself
and his friend. "You never know Chris. It may be sooner than you think!"
*****
Penny Wishes II
Sarah was depressed. It all seemed so unfair. She was as good an athlete as any
boy on the football team. She had a constitutional right to try out for place
kicker. Other girls at other schools had done it. Why wouldn't the Principal and
the Coach let her? Sometimes being a girl, even one as beautiful and talented as
she was, really sucked the big one.
Her Mother noted Sarah's distress. "What's wrong Honey?" The dulcet tones of her
Mother's love always soothed Sarah before, but today she was just mad at the
whole male dominated world. "Nothing Mom. At least nothing you would
understand." This last was said sotto voice to herself. Her Mother had always
reveled in having a daughter. Especially since she had been raised with 4
brothers and no sisters.
"Well if you need to talk about it, you know I'm always here for you." Her
Mother's concern echoed with every word.
"Thanks Mom, maybe later." With that Sarah went up to her room. Shutting her
door with more force than was strictly necessary Sarah surveyed the pink excess
of her room. "Yucchhh!!!" Was all she could think to say. She was so tired of
everything being frilly and pink! She was an excellent gymnast, dancer, and had
a 4.0 grade point average. But all the boys ever noticed, indeed all the males
she interacted with on a daily basis ever noticed, were her face and figure.
"Sometimes I wish I had been born male instead of female", she ranted to
herself, "Then I could be the big football star and show the Coach, the
Principal, my Dad and every other chauvinistic, pig headed, jerk in this world!"
It apparently never occurred to Sarah that if she were indeed male, she would
then be one of the chauvinistic, pig headed, jerks she detested so at the
moment.
Thinking back to earlier in the day she sank slowly onto her bed. The Coach had
refused to even let her try out for the place kicking position. The Principal
had backed him up on this, and her boyfriend, make that ex-boyfriend, had
laughed in her face at the very idea. Then there was that weird guy she met on
the way home. What was his name again? Oh yeah... J. Pennington Pennyworth. He
looked like someone's weird idea of a blend between Harpo Marx and Ichibod
Crane. He was thin to the extreme, dressed in all grays and blacks. He had a
long equine face and a hawk nose, with piercing black eyes. His hair was the
only anomaly in his whole appearance. His hair was thin and bright yellow,
framing his face with soft curls.
"Oh just great!" Sarah had thought to herself as she saw the odd looking man
approach with a smile on his face, "Not only do I get trashed by every male in
school today but now I'm going to get hit on by this creep." Sarah had decided
to cut him to the quick with a few well-chosen words before he could try to
charm her with his geek appeal. As she opened her mouth to speak, he spoke
first.
"Hello Sarah. Had a rough day?" Sarah was stunned by his knowledge of her name,
the way her day had gone, and the musical quality of his voice. It was a light
baritone, yet carried with surprising power.
Sarah had listened enraptured as he explained about the little old man in the
funny shop (she had heard rumors before about this place but always chalked them
up to someone's over active imagination) and how he had granted Mr. Pennyworth's
wish. She listened while Mr. Pennyworth explained about his mission to help
others who needed "change" in their lives. He had then given her a shiny new
penny and told her to hold it tightly in her hand and make a wish. As long as
the wish was not selfish or hurtful, it would be granted. She had glanced down,
disbelievingly, at the penny in her hand, and when she looked up... Mr.
Pennyworth was gone.
Digging into the pocket of her form fitting, Chic, jeans Sarah retrieved the
penny. "Oh if only." She said to herself. "I wish I could be the boy my Father
had always wanted. The sportsman, the football star, the all around athlete. If
only." With that Sarah fell asleep.
*****
"Steven! Dinner is ready." Sarah could hear her Mother call through the thick
cottony darkness of sleep.
Suddenly she snapped awake. "Who the heck was Steven anyway?" Sarah gasped as
she took in her surroundings. This wasn't her room. The bed was too narrow and
hard. Gone were her pink lace curtains, her make up table, her posters of
various rock stars. Instead she had blue curtains, posters of various
supermodels, and a large dresser.
Setting up Sarah noticed significant differences in herself as well. For one her
hair was short. For another her breasts were gone. "Oh my God!" she almost
shouted. Surprised at the deep bass of her voice.
Leaping out of bed Sarah ran to the mirror above the dresser. She saw a handsome
boy of about seventeen or eighteen staring back. He had short brown hair (her's
had been long, curly, and strawberry blonde). He looked to be about 6' to 6'2"
tall. He was muscular and well proportioned. His beard was just showing the
promise of being thick and dark in coming years. Sarah estimated his weight to
now be between 195 and 210 lbs.
"How the fu..." he started to say when he remembered the wish. Grabbing in the
pocket of the Lee jeans he wore he retrieved the penny. Laughing Steven said, "I
don't know how but you really worked didn't you." Sarah, now Steven, ran his
hands all over his body. He felt the roughness of his chin where he needed to
shave. He felt the bulging muscles of his shoulders, chest, and arms. The black,
sleeveless muscle shirt he wore showed his arms off to good advantage.
"My arms gotta be a good 18 or 19 inches", he said as he flexed them repeatedly
in the mirror. Traveling down his body he found his wallet. Inside was his
driver's license. It confirmed his new name. Steven Lloyd Campos as opposed to
Sarah Lynn Campos. He was still 17 and had a parking pass for Charlotte High
School.
Discarding the wallet for the moment Steven decided to check out his new
equipment. Checking to see that his door was locked he unfastened his belt and
dropped his jeans, noting as he did that he had a 28 inch waist. "Cool!" He
thought as he continued his exploration. He didn't seem to notice that his way
of thinking, even his choice of words and phrases, had altered almost as
radically as his appearance.
Pulling down his Jockey underwear, he noted... it. It was long and thick. He was
apparently circumcised. Steven was glad for this as he (she) had always hated
the look and taste of the non-circumcised variety.
He noted that he was not gigantic in this area, but certainly well equipped.
"I'd guess about a good 7 inches." Steven chuckled to himself. Reaching down he
lightly touched the object hanging down in front of him. He could see it easily,
as well as the sack of skin hanging beneath it. This was certainly a departure
from "her" old equipment. She had had to use a hand mirror to see the old
equipment as easily.
It immediately began to swell and it felt incredibly good. Slowly Steven began
to lightly stroke his new equipment. "Oh this could be a lot of fun." The new
young man thought as he stood in his room lightly abusing himself.
Suddenly his Mother's voice cut through his solitude. "Steven come to supper
right now! It is going to get cold!" His Mother's voice had an oddly strident
quality to it. Not the soothing tones he was used to.
'Strange,' he thought to himself. 'Wonder what's got her panties in a bunch.'
"Be right there Ma. I just gotta go take a leak and wash up first." he replied.
'Take a leak? Take a leak?? And Ma? What is wrong with me?' Sarah nee Steven
thought to himself as he readjusted his clothing and headed to the upstairs
bathroom.
Urinating proved to be a somewhat disturbing experience. His thing was still
erect and seemed determined not to go down. He tried sitting, but it stuck up
over the edge of the seat, even when he leaned forward. Finally he just held it
down with his hand and peed. The sensation was similar but different. Instead of
being such a gush of liquid, it seemed to be more of a tight stream. Finishing
he stood and jiggled as he had heard boys were supposed to do. As he did so he
got drops of urine on his mother's new towels. Not noticing he washed his hands
and went down to supper.
His Mother seemed very withdrawn during supper. His Father, on the other hand,
positively beamed. "Well son, as the star Quarterback for the team what do you
think our chances are against Arcadia this week?"
"Uhhmm, I dunno Dad. Better than average I guess." Steven mumbled as he looked
at the huge pile of food his Mother loaded his plate with. "Three pieces of
fried chicken, a half a plate of mashed potatoes, bread, butter, and green
beans! Where the heck did she think he would put it all?"
"That's my boy." His Father laughed. "Just be sure to save some energy for our
big fishing trip on Saturday."
"Oh sure Dad. No problem." Steven replied as he began to shovel the food into
his mouth.
'Fishing... Oh joy. I hate to fish' He thought to himself as he made short work
of the food on his plate. Hmmn ate it all already. Must have been hungrier than
I thought."
"Can I be excused? I wanna go to the mall for a while." He asked his parents.
Sighing his Mother said, "May I be excused Steven. May I. Not can I. How many
times do I have to tell you? And don't you have some homework to do? You know
the Coach said that if your grades didn't come up you were going to be suspended
from team play."
"Hunnh! My grades are poor? MY GRADES! I'm a straight A student!" He almost
shouted in disbelief at his Mother.
"Don't use that tone with me young man!" his Mother barked at him. "I only wish
you were a straight A student. If you spent as much time exercising your brain
as you do your biceps maybe you would not be just getting by academically."
Steven couldn't believe his ears. Apparently when he was changed more than just
his body and possessions changed.
"Your Mom's right son. No mall until after homework." His Father said to him.
"Uhh, sure, sure Dad. I'll get right on it." A very bewildered Steven headed
back up to his room.
An hour later a very frustrated Steven was pouring over his math homework in
disbelief. "This can't be happening to me." He groaned inwardly. "This is basic
Algebra and I can't seem to figure out how to do it. I was acing Calculus
before. I've turned into a muscle bound idiot!"
The next week was very difficult for Steven. His teachers yelled at him. His
Mother yelled at him. Even the football coach yelled at him and called him a...
a pussy, when he cried after a particularly rough tackle during practice. He
struggled through all his classes, and they were all the basic courses. Not a
college prep course in the lot.
While he enjoyed his newfound strength (he found he could bench press over 300
lbs.) he missed the flexibility that used to be hers. He missed having doors
held open and chairs pulled out. He missed wearing her pretty clothes, and sweet
smelling perfume. When he was caught admiring the backside of one of the other
players in the shower he was called a fag. He was miserable.
'This being a male isn't all it's cracked up to be.' He thought morosely to
himself as he trudged home on Thursday. 'Tomorrow night is the big game. If I
got hurt as bad as I did in practice, those guys from Arcadia are gonna kill me!
Wait a minute. Maybe there is a way to fix this. That penny, now what did I do
with it. Oh yeah! It's in my pocket.'
As Sarah, Steven had always been careful to empty her pockets of all contents
before they went into the wash. But Steven was careless about a lot of things
that Sarah wasn't. He left dirty clothes lying around, he didn't pick up after
himself, and he never offered to help his Mom with dishes or anything unmanly
like that.
Fishing around frantically in his pocket he could find no penny. 'I'm sure this
the same pair of jeans I was wearing when I woke up.' He thought frantically to
himself. 'Where the hell could that penny be? Oh God, now I'm swearing. I never
did that before. Please I want my life back!'
But his silent plea went unheard. Or did it? Steven's Mother was picking up the
dirty clothes piled in the corner of her son's room, and checking the pockets
for items that were sometimes better left undiscovered. Like those condoms she
had found last month. Mrs. Campos sighed. She had always wanted a daughter, but
her husband had gotten his wish and they had a son. A big, inconsiderate,
brutish, ignorant (and proud of it), muscle bound goof of a son.
As she checked a pair of jeans at the bottom of the pile of dirty laundry she
found a penny in one pocket. It was shiny and new.
Holding the penny in her hand she sighed to herself, "I wish I had a daughter
instead of a son. A beautiful, intelligent, gentle, daughter who would help me
around the house. If only, oh if only." Feeling a small shiver run up her back
Mrs. Campos turned to leave the room.
'What was I doing in here?' She thought to herself. 'Sarah's room is always
perfectly neat.' Looking down at her clenched fist she opened her hand and
discovered a penny there. 'Wonder where that came from?' She thought to herself
as she headed downstairs to start dinner.
Just then the front door opened. Sarah saw her Mother walking down the stairs
with a peculiar look on her face and a penny in her hand.
Running up to her Mother she hugged her tightly and said, "I love you Mom. It
sure is good to be home at last." Later that night, after the supper dishes had
been cleaned up, Sarah's Mother watched as her daughter threw the penny she had
found down into the canal behind the house.
"Why did you do that Sarah?" her Mother asked her.
"Because Mom, I have all the magic I need in my life right here with you and
Dad." She replied.
"Her Mother thought this to be a strange answer but decided not to pursue it.
"Maybe it's getting close to her time of the month." Her Mother thought to
herself. "It could always be worse. She could have been a boy."
The end
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