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Off the Rim By Julie O Part One My name is, rather it was, Gary Elliot and this all started earlier this year. It was late summer and I was driving back to Chamberlain University to start my 6th and hopefully last year of my undergraduate degree. I have a good reason for taking so long to finish my degree, lack of funds! I had to take some semesters off due to lack of money. Thankfully my monetary problems didn't hurt me academically as my grades were excellent. I'm part of that large group of students whose families make too much money to get financial aid or too poor to be able to pay for tuition. I didn't help matters with my grades in high school. If I had worked harder I may have picked up a scholarship. But I was a slacker and I coasted through school and now I am paying for it, literally! Anyway once I finally applied myself I ended up with great grades and I have an excellent chance that I will get a postgraduate scholarship. But until then I must work during the summer and during the school year. I have had to work in order to earn enough money to cover my expenses. During the summer I go back home and work for my uncle. He has a delivery service and he always needs drivers. During the school year I work as a tutor for the athletic department. The pay is pretty steady and it is sort of cool hanging out with the jocks. I've heard the horror stories about other schools and academic cheating in the athletic department, but Chamberlain runs a pretty clean program. Chamberlain had been a women's college until financial difficulties had forced it to go co-ed twenty years ago. Our women's athletic program is top notch. We've only been a Division One sports school for men for past ten years and we want to stay there. While we are still pretty horrible at football, we are becoming respectable in basketball. Our men's team almost made the big tournament last year. The women's team not only made the post-season tournament, but they won twice before getting knocked out by the eventual national champion. I've earned a pretty reputation with the athletic department. I helped two of their star jocks get passing grades last year. It was a struggle but they were able to keep their eligibility status. One was the star center for the women's basketball team. This gained me the undying admiration of Coach Sue Davis. She really appreciated that I was able to keep her top scorer eligible for the entire season. I figured that I would be assigned to some pretty important players again this year. My best friend and roommate, Dave Shepard, was also an athletic tutor, although he really didn't need the money. He tutors because he likes to hit on the female athletes. This past summer Dave stayed on campus and took a few classes. He also tutored a player on the woman's soccer team. He e-mailed me and said that he was getting close to tutoring her in the bedroom too! Now I'm not too shabby around the ladies, however compared to Dave I am a monk! I'm 5-10, brown hair, blue eyes and in pretty good shape. On the other hand Dave is 6-2, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes with a great personality. When we go out partying he always, and I mean ALWAYS, leaves with a hot woman! I was really looking forward to seeing him so we could catch up on our summer adventures. I arrived at our apartment and began to unpack. Dave arrived when I was almost finished. He seemed a little strange, like he was hiding something. I didn't press him as I figured that he would tell me if he wanted to. Later that evening Dave and I were having dinner, which contained the two main college food groups, beer and pizza. Dave was unusually quiet so I decided to break the ice. "So tell me about that soccer player you were 'tutoring', did you every score with her?" I said with a laugh, trying to be humorous. Dave was quiet at first. Then he looked at me, "I really don't want to talk about it," he said. "No problem man," I replied. I figured that maybe he hadn't gone to bed with her and was too embarrassed to tell me. Dave looked at me and seemed to be holding back tears, "Something happened to me after I was with her. I took a deep look at myself and suddenly knew that I wasn't being honest with myself," said Dave. His voice was cracking slightly. I had never seen him this serious or emotional before and it was a bit creepy. He sat there for a long time then he turned to me, "Gary.....I'm gay," he said. Needless to say I was stunned! Now I have nothing against gays or lesbians, I figure that their sexuality is their own business. I was just shocked that Dave was suddenly coming out to me. He had never shown any signs of being anything but a red-blooded heterosexual stud! "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes," said Gary, "I'm happy that I am no longer living a lie. Don't worry I'm not going to ask you out or anything like that. You really aren't my type!" I smiled, "I don't know whether to be relived or insulted." There was a long silence, "So you are cool about it?" asked Dave. "Sure. I am just surprised that's all," I said. Dave seemed very relieved that I was still his friend. The cool thing about going to a liberal arts college was that you get exposed to all sorts of new ideas and lifestyles. I knew several other gay and lesbian students. Hell, at least half the female athletes that I knew were lesbians! What bothered me was how suddenly Dave had come to his decision. A month ago he was telling how badly he wanted to have sex with the soccer player. Something was odd, but I didn't say anything to Dave. While it was a shock, he was still my best friend and I would support his decision. "So I hope you don't mind if I don't go with you when you are looking for a date!" I said with a laugh. Dave smiled, "That's cool. But I feel guilty that you won't get any dates now that I am no longer into women." "Hey, I can get laid without your help," I said with a laugh. We spent the rest of the evening talking. Dave was really relived that I hadn't freaked out on him. Part Two It was a few weeks later I was watching the women's soccer team playing. Normally I could care less about soccer, regardless of the gender playing, but I wanted me to see the girl who Dave had 'tutored' over the summer. She was easy to pick out, as she was running circles around the other opponents. Her name was Kathy Wilson and she was by far the best player on the field. She scored twice in the first half. A woman next to us told us that Kathy was now one of the top players in the country. "That's quite a distinction for a college player," I said. "I didn't say college, I said in the country! She is a shoo-in for the US National Team," said the woman, "The amazing thing is she was just an average player last year." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well, Kathy always had the skills, but she is so much faster now. She almost never tires. I guess she really got into shape this past summer," said the woman. "I guess she just matured," I said. After the game I walked over to the athletic department. The assistant Athletic Director wanted to see me about several of the students I was tutoring. As I walked across campus I pondered about a possible connection between Dave's revelation that he was gay and the sudden excellence of Kathy Wilson's play. But it seemed silly that they were connected in any way. I arrived in the athletic office and was led right in to the assistant AD's office. Randi Washington was in charge of the tutoring schedule. She kept an eye on potential problem student-athletes and assigned tutors to help. She was an ex-jock herself and was determined to see that the department had a high graduation rate, regardless of the sport or the gender of the athlete. The word was that she would soon be the Athletic Director either here or another university. "I'm glad we have you back for another year Gary," said Randi. She was looking through some files on his desk. I sat down, "Thanks a lot Ms. Washington," I said. He looked up and smiled, "Please call me Randi," she said. "OK.....Randi," I said. "In addition to your normal two hours a day of open tutoring, I would like to assign you to a couple of my borderline cases. One is TC Williams and the other is Nikki Rodgers. They both are on the edge of academic ineligibility," said Randi Both names were familiar to me. TC was on the men's basketball team and was our leading scorer last year. I had worked with him a few times last year during our open tutoring period. He was a good guy, although not the sharpest knife in the drawer. At least he worked hard. The athletic department several tutors standing by for help 4:00 PM to 8:00PM. We worked shifts and we were usually kept pretty busy. I hadn't worked with Nikki before, but I knew who she was. After all, how many 6-10 blondes are there on campus. She was highly recruited two years ago but so far she hadn't lived up to the hype. Nikki wasn't a bad player, but she wasn't the superstar that she was projected to be. "That sounds good. What's TC's problem area this semester?" I asked. "He is really struggling with his English Lit class and also US History," replied Randi, "I know he's no Rhodes Scholar, but he really wants to graduate." I looked at his schedule. He was also taking an art appreciation class and Greek Mythology. Both classes were notorious for being cake classes for jocks. "I'll do my best to help him," I said, "So what's the deal with Nikki?" "I think she just needs to get focused. Her 'less than stellar' performance on the court is hurting her confidence in the classroom," said Randi, "She is in danger of failing both history and philosophy. At least she is doing better in her communication classes. I looked at her record and say that she was a Communication Major. I had taken both of the classes she was failing. I was confident I could help her pass. That is, if she wanted to do the work! "Is she willing to accept help?" I asked. Some athletes were very uncooperative when it came to academic help. "Surprisingly yes. In fact when we talked about it, she requested you specifically!" said Randi, "I guess Coach Davis told her about how you helped Tina last year." Tina was the center on last year's team that I had helped. It was nice being requested! "When do I start?" I asked. Randy gave me a schedule for both players. Most of the tutoring would take place in the athletic department offices. This was done to ensure that the students were actually working. I would also take them over to the library. I could help them to improve their research skills. As I plotted my tutoring strategy I forgot about Kathy Wilson. Part Three The next day I was sitting in the tutoring room waiting for TC to arrive. I looked at my watch and saw that he was a few minutes late. While I waited I checked my schedule. I would be seeing Nikki in two hours. Just then TC came running in. He was partly out of breath and cracked a big smile, "Sorry man, I was working out and I lost track of time," he said. He glanced at the clock and seemed relived that he was only ten minutes late. "OK, but from now on be on time," I said, "You never want to keep someone waiting." "You're right. It won't happen again," said TC, "Look, I really want to graduate. I know that I only have a slim chance of ever playing pro ball, so I at least want to earn my degree." I smiled, "I understand. So what do you want to do after graduating?" I asked. I remembered that TC was a sophomore. "Don't laugh man, but I want to teach. I know my grades aren't too good but I am really good at math," he said, "I don't know why I have to take stuff like history and English!" "Wanting to teach is really cool. You just have to apply yourself in your other classes. The point of the other classes is to give you a well-rounded education. That is really important if you want to teach," I said, "So what do you want to tackle first?" We spent the next hour on US History and the then we worked on his English Lit class. We made some good progress. It was so much easier when they wanted to learn. TC left and we agreed to meet in two days. I hoped he stuck with it, as I really wanted to see him succeed. I checked my watch and waited for Nikki to arrive. Nikki arrived on time. It was the first time that I was up close to her. She was very pretty. I think most guys feel a little intimidated when they are with a woman taller than themselves. But this was something totally different. I mean Nikki is a whole foot taller than me! "Are you Gary?" she asked in a pleasant voice. "Yes and you must be Nikki," I said trying not to grimace at my stupid response. Of course she was Nikki! How many 6-10 blondes were there on campus? She sat down across from me, "That's me," she said, "I suppose you have heard my nickname?" Even when she sat down I had to look up to her, "You mean the 'Amazon Blonde'?" I said with a smile, "Yes, I've heard that one." "I guess it's a complement in a way," she said with a laugh. "So where do you want to start?" I asked. "It doesn't matter. I am tanking both classes," she said with a slight laugh. "Why don't we start with US History as I still have the book out," I said, "I also had Professor O'Neil three years ago so I can give you some hints for the midterm and the paper." "That's awesome. Too bad you didn't tale Philosophy 101 with Professor Gross!" she said. "Who said I didn't?" I replied with a laugh, "But remember I'm not going to do your work for you." She just nodded in agreement. As I helped her study I was surprised by how friendly she was. Nikki had a bad reputation for being stuck up, especially when it came to talking to non-jock students. After the session we walked out together. It may have been my imagination, but I thought that she actually liked me! We agreed to meet in a couple of days for another study session. As I walked across campus to my apartment I found myself fantasizing about her. I guess it was her height that really turned me on most. There was also the ego thing too, knowing that I had been with one of the most recognizable women on campus! Part Four The next few weeks passed pretty quickly. I was busy with my own classes and what free time I had was spent helping TC and Nikki. I was very pleased with the progress TC was making. He passed his midterms and his papers were shaping up nicely. If he continued to work he would pass all his classes. Nikki was another matter. She seemed to be holding back, almost as if she wanted to stay as her tutor. She passed her midterms, but there were mistakes that looked like she deliberately made them. I decided that I needed to talk to her. It was Friday afternoon and Nikki and I were in the athletic study room working on her philosophy paper. I noticed she was distracted. "What's on your mind? Obviously it isn't Plato!" I asked with a laugh. "Sorry. I started practice this week and there is a lot of pressure on me this season. I am trying my best, but I just seem to be a step slower than the other girls," she said. "Well I can't help you with that, however I can help you with this paper," I said, "Did you find a book yet to support your argument?" "No, I am having trouble finding the right book. Could you come over to the library with me and help me find it?" she asked. I had no plans for the evening. Dave was now hanging out at a local gay bar most of the time. Even though he said that I could join him, I just didn't feel comfortable in there. "Sure, we can go over after our session," I said. "Great," she said. We stayed and studied for another hour before heading over to the library. I showed Nikki how to use the computerized card catalog. In a few minutes we had a list of potential books to find. Most were on the 3rd floor and we headed up there. "So you have any big plans for the weekend?" she asked. "No," I said. I could have kicked myself; at least I could make up a lie or something. Now I looked like a total loser! "So you aren't a big partier? That's cool. I really hate hanging out in bars and clubs," she said. We found the first couple of books. One looked pretty promising. "I hope you don't mind, but would you like to go catch a movie with me when we leave here?" asked Nikki, "I know most guys feel a little uneasy about being asked out on a date." I was a bit stunned and also honored! "That sounds cool," I said. "Great," she said. We checked out the books and headed over to her car. "You don't mind me driving do you?" she asked. I smiled, "No, not at all," I said, "My car is across campus at my apartment," It was also out of gas! "Cool," she said and she took my hand as we walked to the student parking lot. I have no memory of what movie we watched. I was too excited about being with Nikki. After the movie we were driving back to the campus area, "Would you like to stop by my place? I would love to talk with you, especially on nonacademic topics!" said Nikki. I couldn't believe my luck. I tried to stay calm and not act too idiotic, "That sounds cool," I replied. "Great! It is difficult for me to be out in public near campus, even to eat. I do kinda stand out," she said with a laugh. We arrived at her place in was in a much nicer area than my apartment. She lived in an actual condo. My apartment was a converted house and was nothing fancy. "Do you live here alone? I asked. She smiled, "I have a roommate, but she is out of town this weekend." It also nice inside, there was real furniture and not the usual mismatched collection of old used stuff that was found in most college places. I let out a low whistle, "My parents paid for most of this. They were horrified by my last place and the brick and board bookshelves," she said with a laugh. I thought of the bookshelf in my apartment, "My place is more in line with college classic d?cor," I said. "So did you buy your couch or 'find' it," she asked with a big smile on her face. "Actually it came with the place. I don't think it can be removed. We tried to move it out the door but it won't fit. I think they assembled it in there." I said with a laugh. She smiled and told me to have a seat. She then asked me if I wanted something to drink and I asked for a diet cola. We talked for a while as we drank our drinks. She told me that she loved the fact that I had long hair. I wore my long brown hair in a ponytail. It was more out of being cheap than fashion. I had let it grow and now it was just easier to keep it in the ponytail. She laughed, "It feels so good to just relax and not worry about school and basketball." I wanted to ask her about her effort in class, but it didn't seem to be the right time. Now I was always the one who initiated the 'making out', but that wasn't the way it was this evening. Nikki leaned over and began to kiss me. I didn't resist and there was something erotic about letting the woman to be the dominant partner. I followed her lead and soon we were deep kissing on her couch. She began to undress me, first my shirt then my pants. She also undressed herself. I had never been this turned on before. "Hmmm... I love that you don't have a hairy chest! That is such a turnoff to me," she said. She then began to suck and gently bite my nipples. It felt incredible! I had never been with a woman who had played with my nipples before. I couldn't believe how hard she got my nipples! I had always been a little self-conscious that my chest was so smooth. But since Nikki liked it this way, why worry? What she was doing felt so good! Soon we were both naked. Her body was exquisite! Naturally she was in excellent shape, but she also still looked very feminine. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were perfectly shaped with very sexy nipples, which were not very hard. I licked and kissed them gently. My last girlfriend had taught me that softer was better and not to try and pull them off! Nikki obviously approved of my actions. I could hear her moan in pleasure as my tongue flicked at her nipples. "Why don't we head back to my bedroom?" she asked. I could only nod yes. She took my hand and led me back to her room. I glance back and saw our discarded clothing laying all around the couch. Naturally Nikki had a king sized bed. She led me to the bed and she pulled back the covers and we got in. She immediately started kissing me again. My cock was the hardest it had ever been in my life! Still I didn't initiate anything, that was up to Nikki. We kissed and caressed for a while longer. Then she moved to her back and had me get on top of her. She giggled and said that it worked better this way due to her size! I asked if she wanted me to use protection and she said no. I slipped my cock into her pussy and I was greeted by the most wonderful sensation. It felt like it was being sucked in! We sound found ourselves in a rhythm, slow at first but slowly picking up the pace. I was a bit surprised that I hadn't climaxed yet. I could never remember being this hard for so long. The pleasure was unbelievable! She kept me at the edge of climaxing for what seemed liked forever. Finally we climaxed together. The sensation was wild! I had never felt such an explosion of sexual pleasure in my life. It shot through my whole body, with wave after wave of pleasure passing through me. We collapsed together on her bed. I wanted to say something, but she stopped me by placing a finger on my lips. She then kissed me gently and then we cuddled in each other's arms. I fell asleep in her arms. Part Five I woke up the next morning in her bed. I was so tired! No, that wasn't exactly right, I felt more weak than tired. Nikki was already up as I tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes. "Good morning sleepyhead!" she said in an overly cheerful manner and then leaned over and kissed me. "Good morning," I answered, returning her smile. I struggled to wake up. I felt exhausted, but in a good way, kind of like the way you feel after a good work out. Nikki was sitting on the edge of the bed. She was wearing just her sports bra and panties. "Look, I have to go to practice. I'll be back in a few hours, so why don't you go back to sleep," she suggested. I was too tired to argue. We kissed and I fell asleep before she left the house. I immediately fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up several hours later I still felt weak, but I shrugged that off to having the best sex in my entire life. Nikki wasn't back from practice yet so there was no rush to get up. I finally got up and stumbled to the shower. The hot water felt wonderful, although I had to adjust the showerhead first as it was too high. The showerhead was one of those massage types and it felt great! I jumped back when the stream of pulsating water struck my nipples! It was a shock, but a pleasant shock as the water striking my nipples felt very good. I guessed that Nikki's attention to my nipples had left them rather sensitive. I found myself getting turned on by the water stream. I glanced down as saw that my nipples were very hard and bigger than I had ever seen them! However I was too aroused to worry. I was then momentarily snapped out of my fun by the sound of Nikki's voice, "Please don't stop on my account," she said, and she joined me in the shower, "I love a hot shower after practice!" She pulled me close to her and we began to kiss. She pressed me up against the wall and began to gently rub my nipples. The feelings were so good that I was soon moaning in pleasure! I didn't want her to stop. I felt my cock getting extremely hard as she continued to arouse me. I lost track of how long we kissed, rubbed and fondled each other. Nikki was in total control. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't complaining! It was just strange being the submissive one during sex. She then slipped down to her knees and began to kiss and lick my cock. I was standing there with the water hitting my body and Nikki's lips wrapped around my cock. She soon had me to the point of climaxing and then she held me there for what seemed like eternity! Nikki finally let me cum and I experienced the most powerful orgasm in my entire life! Nikki swallowed every drop and literally sucked me dry. I felt so weak afterwards that I almost collapsed on her! She turned off the water and we stepped out of the shower together. I sat down on the toilet seat and she draped a towel around me. I felt a bit foolish as I she dried my hair as I sat on her toilet. "It's so unfair! A guy shouldn't have such nice silky hair," she said with a laugh as she brushed out my hair. "That was pretty sexist," I answered. I reached up and felt my hair, it did feel a bit softer, but I figured it was due to using her shampoo and conditioner. I then looked down and saw that my nipples were still a bit swollen. Small price to pay for such an incredible sexual experience! She pulled my hair back into a ponytail and used a scrunchie to hold in place. She laughed, "Maybe you're right," she said. Nikki then handed me a robe to wear. I put it on, naturally it was big on me, "This is a switch, usually my date is wearing my stuff," I said with a smile. Nikki laughed, "Now who is being sexist?" "Touch?," I replied. She pulled a second robe out her closet and put it on. We then went into the kitchen to get something to eat. Nikki put some leftover spaghetti in the microwave. "I had the best practice today. Coach was very impressed," said Nikki, "She told me that I would be starting tomorrow." "I thought sex was supposed to have the opposite effect on a person's athletic ability," I said. "I guess that's another myth," said Nikki. We sat together at the kitchen table to eat. I was initially really hungry but that quickly passed and I barely finished my meal. Nikki, on the other hand, had two servings. I began to feel rather strange, not sick, just different, I couldn't quite put my finger on it. "You want to go see a movie this afternoon?" asked Nikki, "This is the only day of the week I can goof off." "Sounds good," I said. I excused myself and picked up my clothes, which were scattered in the living room and went back to her room to change. As I slipped off the robe I was stunned by what I saw and I cried out in shock. I now had tits! I stood there looking at them in the mirror as my hands explored them. They weren't huge but they were definitely noticeable. Nikki came running in and gasped in shock. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed. Her right hand came up to her mouth in shock. "How is this possible?" I said. I noticed my voice was a bit higher. I began to feel a sense of panic growing inside me. I then began to examine the rest of my body. My hips seemed a bit bigger and my waist was smaller. I twisted around and saw that whatever was happening was also causing my ass to get rounder and fuller. This couldn't be happening! I stared in the mirror and looked at my face. I was still me, but there were small differences. My beard, while never heavy, was gone! My face also looked slightly different. I looked 'softer'. I turned to Nikki. "Do you see the changes?" I stammered. She just nodded, as if she was unable to talk. I noticed that there were tears forming in her eyes. "What's wrong?" I asked. My voice was definitely higher. Nikki stood there holding back tears, "I'm so sorry, but this may be my fault," she said. "What do you mean?" I asked. How could this be her fault? "I need to call someone. I'll be right back," she said. Nikki then ran into her bedroom and picked up the phone and frantically dialed a number. I stayed in the bathroom and studied the changes in my body. I was still a man, but I was definitely changing. I wasn't sure but I felt shorter! I walked out to join Nikki. She was just hanging up the phone. "I called Coach Davis and she is coming over," said Nikki. I nodded and wondered why Coach Davis needed to be in on this, but I was too busy staring at my changing body to ask. I still had my cock, but it seemed smaller, both in length and diameter. I ran my hand across my body and noticed that everything felt softer. My arms still had some hair on them, but it was now much thinner and lighter in color. My leg hair was the same. For some reason I began to wonder what it would be like to shave my legs! "You want to sit down?" asked Nikki. The sound of her voice brought me back to reality, "Sure. Staring at myself isn't going to help," I said. I closed up the robe and followed Nikki back into the living room. I could feel my breasts bounce as I walked. We sat down on the couch. "So why did you call Coach Davis?" I asked. "I would rather wait until she gets here," said Nikki, "If I told you what I am thinking you'd think I was crazy." I suddenly felt a chill of fear run through my body. I was suddenly awash in questions. Was this permanent and would I change completely? How would I function in life? What would my family think? Was I some sort of freak? Part Six A few minutes later the doorbell rang and Nikki ran over to the door. Sh quickly returned leading Coach Davis. From the shocked look on Coach Davis's face I could tell that something was very wrong. She sat down next to me. Nikki sat in a chair opposite us. "So what is going on?" I asked. I figured that some one had to break the silence. I felt scared and I also felt like I was about to start crying! "It is kind of complicated Gary. Please keep an open mind," said Coach. She paused for a second as if she was trying to think of the right words to say, "You are having a reaction to a magical spell." I sat there in disbelief. If it wasn't for the physical changes I would have called her bluff, "Magic?" I asked. "Yes, that's as good a name for it as anything. The actual spell that was cast wasn't supposed to have any effect on you," said Coach. "What spell?" I asked. I glared over at Nikki and wondered what she had done to me. "I have a friend who understands magic and sorcery. She has a spell that allows a woman to take some masculine power from her male lover. The woman then becomes stronger, faster and better conditioned. The male's only side effect should be a sense of fatigue for a few days. He should return to normal after a while. However, there are times when the spell changes the male too. Unfortunately you had what could be best called 'an allergic reaction' to the spell. For some reason you body is becoming female," said Coach, "There was no way for Nikki to know that this would happen." I looked over at Nikki and saw that she was crying. My anger began to fade away. I guess that I would have done the same thing if I were in her shoes. She looked at me with her eyes, pleading for forgiveness. "Can you reverse the changes?" I asked softly. "My friend is checking it out, but she isn't optimistic. She will call us as soon as she learns something," said Coach. "So did Nikki get the spell from you?" I asked. "Yes, I thought that she needed a little boost to become a great player," said Coach. "Gary I didn't know this could happen. I hope you believe me!" said Nikki. "Coach told me that one of the side effects of the spell would be that the sex would be fantastic for both of us. I really like you a lot and saw it as a way of thanking you for helping me." I sat there for a second. There was no reason to stay angry at her, "I know that you didn't mean any harm," I said, "I like you a lot too." "I don't mean to interrupt, but I need to see how far you've progressed in your transformation," said Coach. "Let's go back to the bedroom," said Nikki. We walked back to Nikki's room. I could tell that my breasts were larger. I could really feel them bounce as I walked. I was also aware that I was walking differently, there was now a sway to my hips. I tried not to show my growing fear. Once we reached the bedroom I slipped out of the robe. I gasped when I saw my body. My breasts were huge. They were now rounder and fuller. My nipples were also larger and I had to show a lot of self- control! I really wanted to see if they were still sensitive. My entire body changing, from my face to my legs, at least it wasn't painful! My cock was much smaller and my balls were completely gone! What I had was more like a stub. I looked in the mirror and gasped as I saw my face. I looked like a younger version of my older sister! My lips were thicker and larger. My cheeks were higher too. My hair definitely had more body and was thicker and longer. Just then the phone rang. Nikki answered it and immediately passed it to Coach. I caught bits and pieces of the conversation, but I was more interested in my body. Nikki stood next to me. "Well at least you are pretty and it looks like you'll have a great looking body," she said. I tried to smile, "I am worried about how I will live from now on. Obviously no one will think that I am Gary. My old life is over..." I said, overwhelmed by a rush of emotions. I couldn't help it, I felt very choked up and I began to cry. Nikki put her arm around me and pulled me close to her. I hugged her back and continued to cry. My whole emotional being felt different, it felt good to cry and show emotion. "Sit down Gary," said Coach, "We need to talk." I picked up the robe and slipped it back on and sat down on the edge of the bed next to Nikki. "I just talked to my friend and she says that the change will run its course in the next couple of hours," said Coach, "I am sorry but the transformation is permanent." I felt another rush of emotions. I began to cry again, "There is nothing you can do?" I asked. "She is looking into a spell that would help your adjustment. By the way, that rush of emotion you are feeling is all part of the transformation, said Coach, "You'll soon adjust to it." "Why can't Gary be transformed back?" asked Nikki. "It has something to do with body chemistry. Because the transformation wasn't planned it cannot be reversed," said Coach. "So what is this second spell she is talking about?" I asked. I began to wipe away my tears. The emotional outburst was passing and I was feeling a growing sense of acceptance. "It would be as if you were born female. Your entire past would be rewritten and almost everyone would treat you as if you had always been a girl," said Coach. "Almost everyone?" I asked. "Anyone who is involved in the spell would know your real past and identity. That would include Nikki, myself and of course you will remember. However you will also have your old memories. It sounds complicated but you will quickly adjust," said Coach. "What will happen if I refuse?" I asked. "Then you will be without an identity," said Coach. I sat there for a second, "Pretty easy choice I guess," I said. "At least you will keep your friends and family," said Nikki. "That's true," I said, "So when will I meet this 'mystery woman'?" "You won't. She needs to protect her identity. When the spell is ready I will get it and bring it here. I apologize for being so secretive," said Coach. "OK. Too bad, I would really like to meet her," I said. "So what do you want to be called from now on?" asked Coach. I glanced over at her. I thought about it. I then remembered something my Mom had told me once, "My Mom told me once that if I had been born a girl she wanted to name me Sarah, so I guess that is as good a name as any other," I said. "Pleased to meet you Sarah," said Coach with a smile. Nikki smiled at me, "That's a nice name," she said. Part Seven I continued to change. At least my breasts finally stopped growing. It would take some time to get used to having these large growths on my chest. Nikki got a tape measure and took my measurements. I was now 5- 7, 38 D-24-32. Nikki was right, at least I had a great body. I didn't have a vagina yet, but it was just a matter of time. My cock was now a stub and it was slowly opening up. I guess that was part of the transformation into a vagina. I fought the urge to watch it change, somehow it was easier not watching the actual yransformation. At least I was no longer just wearing a robe as Nikki loaned me a t-shirt to wear. It was so long that it was like I was wearing a nightgown. Just as Coach had told me I was gradually accepting what had happened. I should have been angry or sad or something, but instead I felt very relaxed and well...it all felt so normal! Coach said that the second spell wouldn't be cast until after I had changed completely. We figured that I would be completely female in less than an hour. That gave us a little bit of time to talk. Nikki had ordered a pizza and we sat around in the living room talking. "I hope I will be able to afford a new wardrobe," I said. "You won't need one. If the second spell works correctly all your belongings will become female," said Coach. "We'll still go shopping!" said Nikki. "It will be fun." I smiled at Nikki. At least I had a new friend. I then decided to ask Coach a few questions, "So did someone give Kathy Wilson the spell?" I asked Coach. "How do you know she used the spell?" asked Coach. She looked surprised that I knew about Kathy. I explained about Dave and his sudden conversion to being gay. Apparently he had a bad reaction to the spell too. "Well I am happy that he accepts his change," said Coach. "I don't mean to get overly ethical or moralistic but isn't the use of the spell cheating?" I asked. "It doesn't give the woman any increased skills. It just gives her a bit more strength and endurance," said Coach. "Isn't that why people took steroids?" I asked. "Maybe, but unlike steroids there are no health issues with the spell," said Coach. "What do you call what happened to me?" I asked. Coach stared at me for a few moments, "I hadn't thought about that. We have been very careful in the use of the spell, but we never really followed up on all of the issues," said Coach, "We will have to look at the big picture in the future." "Don't worry I 'm not going to turn you in or anything like that, not as if anyone would believe me!" I said with a laugh, "I just hope you're more careful in the future." "Coach, I have a question, will Sarah be a woman completely? I mean will she be able to have children?" asked Sarah. I had forgotten all about that! I immediately looked at Coach. "From what I've been told you will have a totally functional female body. So you will have a period and there is always the possibility of pregnancy," said Coach. "Don't worry Sarah I will help you learn all about your new bod!" said Nikki, with a big smile on her face. "I've always wanted a sister." Her response made me smile. Even with the spell- induced sense of acceptance this would be a difficult transition. It was nice to know that I had a friend to talk to. The phone rang again and this time Coach answered it. Both Nikki and I listened as Coach talked to the 'mystery woman'. Coach hung up and got up, "I'll be back shortly," said Coach. I took the opportunity to check my progress. Thankfully I wasn't getting any shorter! I lifted off my shirt and saw that the transformation was complete. I had seen a few vaginas in my life but I had never really looked at one. I moved my hand down to touch myself. It was a new experience to feel my fingers slip into my body. If I had been alone I would have made a more through inspection! "Wow! You are really a woman now!" said Nikki, "I still can't believe that this has happened." "That makes two of us!" I said. I still wasn't used to my new voice, along with many other things! "You are really pretty Sarah," said Nikki. She looked like she wanted to ask me something, but seemed afraid that the question would offend me. "Go ahead and ask," I said. I cracked a smile. She smiled, "Well, I am curious about your sexuality. Do you like guys now?" she asked. I thought about her question. I still liked women, but now I found that I liked men too, "I guess I am bisexual now," I answered. "That's cool, I am bi too!" she said, "We can double date in the future, or just date!" said Nikki then she winked at me. "Just as long as having sex with you doesn't cause any more changes," I said with a laugh. Nikki also laughed, "I am glad you can see the humor in what happened to you," she said. Just then Coach returned. She was carrying a bag. "It looks like the transformation is complete," I said. I was surprised how calm I was now. She smiled, "I can see that," she said, "At least you aren't overly modest about your new body." I had forgot to slip the shirt back on. "Oops!" I said and I put the shirt back on. "You have a lovely body Sarah, you should be proud of it. OK let me show you the spell," said Coach. She took a thick candle out of the bag, "When you go to bed tonight, light this candle and by the time it burns down all the way your identity will match your body." "So when I wake up I will be Sarah Elliot to the rest of the world?" I asked. "Yes and Nikki and I will be the only two people who know your past," said Coach. "What about your friend?" Nikki asked Coach. "I forgot about her. Yes she will know too," said Coach, "I would like to spend the night here, just in case you need me." I didn't bother to ask her how the spell worked. I figured she wouldn't tell me anyway. Coach took the couch and I slept in Nikki's roommate's bed. I think Nikki was more disappointed than I was that we weren't going to sleep together. She placed a stack of folded clothes on a chair next to the wall. I recognized them as the last outfit I had ever worn as Gary. Just before I went to sleep I lit the candle. It had a very pleasant aroma, kind of spicy, although I couldn't place it exactly. I don't know if it was from the candle, or the fatigue from the transformation but I fell quickly into a deep sound sleep. Part Eight I woke up the early the next morning. The candle was completely gone; there wasn't even any wax left over. I got out of bed and looked at my new body. I knew that until yesterday I had been a guy, but the sight of my female body didn't look strange at all. I walked over to the chair with the stack of clothes. They were now female clothes and instinctively I knew they were mine. I slipped on my panties and my 38-D bra. I then put on my jeans. They fit my new body like a glove. Nikki was right, I was lucky to have a great looking body. I then slipped on a red sweater and matching pair of socks. For shoes I had a pair of flats. Once I finished dressing I looked at myself in the mirror. I pulled my long hair into a ponytail and pulled a scrunchie out of my handbag, I instinctively knew it was in there, and used it to tie up my ponytail. I then realized that the spell must have worked as my wallet had become my handbag! I picked up MY handbag and found my wallet. I nervously opened it up and checked my ID. I looked at my driver's license and saw that I was Sarah Anne Elliot. My home address was the same! That meant that I still had a family! I felt relived in knowing that! Without thinking I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I knew that I had changed, yet at the same time I was very familiar with my face and body. I applied a small amount of makeup. I did my eyes and lips. I was surprised that I knew exactly what to do. Stepping back I admired myself in the mirror and decided that I now looked like a typical college girl. I looked at my ears and decided that I needed to get them pierced. I then walked out to join Coach and Nikki. "You look lovely Sarah," said Coach. "I agree with Coach," said Nikki. She had a huge smile on her face. "Thank you. You know, I feel pretty comfortable about being a woman. Maybe this won't be so bad after all!" I said. Nikki gave me a ride home. As I concentrated I began to call up Sarah's memories. I still lived with my friend Dave. Of course he only had memories of me being a girl. We sort of had a Will & Grace thing going. It was a good arraignment for both of us. He acted like my big brother and looked after me and I could cook so we could eat healthy. My room was different, but familiar. Just as Coach said my life now matched my gender. Thankfully I had good taste in clothes! With my new body I would be getting enough attention without dressing like a slut! I looked around my room and found many interesting things. I discovered photos of my family and me and saw that they all reflected the 'new me'. I was lost in thought when Dave came in my room. "So tell me how was your date with Nikki?" asked Dave, "When you didn't come home I figured that you two were in some wild lesbian sex!" "We had a wonderful time," I said, "And yes we did have some wild sex! Speaking of sex how was your weekend?" "I'll tell you everything later on. First you better call your Mom, she called you yesterday," said Dave, "Don't worry I didn't tell her about your depraved weekend of perverted sex. I told her you were out working at your job as an exotic dancer!" I threw a pillow at Dave. We had a running joke about me being a stripper! I called my Mom and we had a nice conversation, everything seemed so normal. As we talked I could feel Sarah taking over and my life as Gary fading. After I finished talking to my Mom I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening typing out this account of what happened in my journal. I wasn't supposed to lose my old memories but they are slipping away. I will start recording my life as Gary tomorrow but I am too sleepy right now. I really need to get some sleep. I will call Coach in the morning and let her know about this problem. Attached Note: Dear Randi, Just as you suspected, Sarah recorded what happened to her on her computer. I gained access to her computer and printed out this copy and deleted the files. I thought you'd find what Sarah wrote very interesting! Both spells worked perfectly! Using the strength stealing spell and the gender change spell together worked like a charm. Also the memory change spell worked fine with the other two spells. I would prefer that we speed up the memory change for the male subject in future transformations. I fully believe we can use all three spells combined next time. Sarah no longer has any memories of ever being Gary and Nikki has no memory of Sarah's transformation. Nikki's new strength and speed should lead us to the championship this year. Both Nikki and Sarah seem happy and completely oblivious to what actually happened. They make a cute couple! I will send you a complete report of Sarah and Nikki's transformations. It looks like we have completely corrected the problems that occurred when we changed Kathy Wilson. Do you think that we should change Dave into a woman or leave him as a gay man? From what I've seen he seems happy. Now that the magic works correctly Chamberlain will be a perpetual powerhouse in woman's collegiate athletics! Also by being selective in our male 'donors' we will also improve our overall scholastic rating for female students. Now that the memory spell is working perfectly, I agree with you that transforming the male subject into a woman will add a higher level of secrecy for our 'program'. It is ironic that in order to achieve our desired athletic standards in female sports we owe it all to allowing men to attend Chamberlain. I believe we can proceed with the next stage of our plan. I had already selected subjects for the next transformation. Call me and let me know when you want to start. Love, Sue