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The Only Real Magic
By shalimar
It was another Saturday night where John and I were
hanging out together as usual. We have been best
friends since elementary school. I had moved into
this suburban community from the city in the second
grade. I was shy then and had difficulty getting to
know anyone in my new school. John who lived a few
houses away from me decided to get to know me better.
We've been friends since.
Eventually I became more confident. I became the
instigator of many, shall we say, incidents. For
example in 8th grade we set fire to a garbage can
inside the school. He lit the match. It was a warm
spring day and it enabled us to enjoy the sun for
about an hour. We never got caught for that and
usually any of the other incidents. Hey, we were only
suspended once.
But at this time we were just out of high school and
about to enter our freshman year at college and we
were just hanging out not knowing where to go. The
good news about college was that we were going to the
same school and also we were going to be roommates.
We even had the same major so eventually we would
have some of the same classes. I know that the school
will cost more than I can afford even with the loans
and my parent's help so I will be working part time
to help pay for it. So will John.
At the time we were between girlfriends so dates were
not options. But I did want to go see a movie in
multiplex in the next town.
I thought I was finally convincing John for us to go
when he said to me, "I learned some magic a few
months ago and I want to try it out."
"I don't want to see a magic show," I told him. "I
want to see a movie."
"No, Rob," he calmly told me. "This is real magic."
"There's no such thing as real magic. Everything is
either slight of hand or tricks," I said.
Then the curiosity got to me.
"Johnny, what can you do?" I asked.
"I can change anything I want." he replied. "Any way
I want."
"What are going to do?" I asked. "Change a cat into a
dog?"
"No," John replied. "I'm going to change a dog of a
guy into a sleek feline of a girl."
"And who is that?" I asked.
"You, you nerd."
"Me?" I asked. "Why me?"
"Why not you?"
"Because I don't want to be a girl."
"But you want to be a girl," he replied. "You always
wanted to be a girl."
"Of course I've always wanted to be a girl, John." I
replied. "If only that magic was real."
"Then let me show you," he told me.
"What are you going to do?" I asked.
"Listen, he said to me. "You think like a girl,
because you are one."
"Of course I'm a girl," I told John.
"You are my girl, Rob."
"Of course I am your girl, John."
"Your hair is down to your nipples."
'Of course, my nearly crew cut hair is down to my
nipples.' I said to myself. 'What kind of fool does
he take me for?'
"It comes down in curls."
"I love my hair in curls." I told him.
"Your face is so smooth that you never had to shave,"
he told me.
"Why would I need to shave?" I asked John. Then to
myself I said, "Except my legs."
"Your face is shaped like a girl our age," John
continued. "And you think it is pretty."
"Don't you think my face is pretty?"
"You are beautiful, Rob, especially with the makeup
that you use to entice me. It is so subtle yet makes
you look even lovelier."
"Thanks," I replied. "You say the nicest things about
me, John."
"Your hands are so smooth," he told me. "I like to
play with them."
"I like to play with your hands too, John" I replied
as I put mine in his.
"And your nails are always polished and make those
hands even prettier."
"All for you, John," I responded. "I try to please
you."
"You do please me," he told me. "In fact you have
nice breasts. Just enough for me to play with."
"I like it when you play with them," I said and
smiled as my nipples got pointy and hard just
thinking about what John can do to them.
"And bite," he added with a grin.
That brought a smile to my face.
"The main part of your body has no hair and is as
smooth as your face as I have experienced touching
before."
I smiled at his description of me. He makes me feel
so good.
"And your belly is so smooth and taught and just the
right size for a girl your age."
John always makes me feel wanted and warm inside,
sometimes even hot.
"And your butt is nicely proportioned."
"You know I actually like my ass," I told John. "I'm
glad you like it too."
"In fact I like your curves," John told me. "They
actually make me horny."
I saw his prick making a tent in his pants, which
only made me hotter.
"Your balls are really ovaries," he said to me as I
felt a pop going into my body.
"In fact your prick is now a cunt," he said to me as
I felt the wetness between my crotch as my girl
juices began to flow because he made me feel even
hotter.
"You are wearing an "A" line black dress with the
skirt coming to about 2" above the knee with black
pantyhose and black 3" pumps."
I had hoped when I put on this outfit that it would
entice John tonight. I think it worked.
"Your name is Robyn, not Robert."
What a silly thing for John to say. Of course my name
is Robyn. That's what it says on my driver's license.
"We are in love with each other," he said as he
looked at me and gave me that loving smile.
Of course I love John, my John. And I feel that he
gives me so much love back.
"In fact," John told me. "We are getting married next
weekend."
I looked at my engagement ring and thought about when
he gave it to me. It was such a nice birthday present
last year and showed his love for me. I accepted as
soon as I stopped crying from the happiness. In a
week we will officially belong to each other forever.
I already know that he is mine and I am his. I can
hardly wait for that ring to have its companion
wedding band to cement our love for each other. But
tonight we will relax as the last time we can go out
together as just boyfriend and girlfriend. Eventually
we would be setting up housekeeping at the college we
are going to go to together. We will move into
married students housing provided by the school.
I looked at John again and smiled. We're so happy
together. I remembered a shy boy back in second grade
seeing me walking alone from school just after I
moved into the neighborhood and him coming over to
me. He continued to walk with me as we went to our
homes. It took us both a few days to start to talk to
each other as I was just as shy back then, but we
became friends. By third grade we were inseparable.
When I began to realize what sex was all about I knew
I was in love with John. There was no one else for me
or for him. There will never be.
I think I was also a good influence on him. I
remembered a time that I stopped him from lighting a
trashcan in the high school hall. I kept him out of
trouble many times. Because of me, our grades were
such that we both received academic scholarships to
our first choice college.
And John is often a kidder. I can't believe that he
would tell me he knows magic, real magic. So I
sexually walk over to my soon to be husband and hug
him as he hugs me back.
I whisper into his ear, "Are you going to show me
that magic?"
"Well... ah."
He kissed me and I kissed back.
"I knew it," I whispered sexually to him. "Love is
the only real magic."
Then I kissed him again.
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