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The House Sitter
I don't want him taking care of our house when we go on vacation. I
think he is snooping through my clothes and maybe even wearing them.
You're overreacting Carol. John's an honest guy and wouldn't do that.
Besides he is the only one we know that can do it. That's fine Tom, but
if he goes through my things and wears them we will find out, and he
will be sorry. Alright Carol I'll call him and remind him that we are
going next week.
I answered the phone and it was Tom calling. He asked if I could take
care of things while they were on vacation. I told him I would come
over and he could show everything he wanted done. I always enjoyed
taking care of Tom and Carols' house because Carol had the most
beautiful collection of lingerie and it fit me very nicely. I walked
next door and Tom walked me through what I would need to do each day.
He wrote down the numbers where I could reach them if anything happened
while they were gone.
That night Carol went to a friend of hers that rumor said was a witch.
Carol described the problem to her friend Mary and Carol was then given
a special laundry soap. Carol went to the store and bought a beautiful
full stretch lace body suit. She took it home and washed it in her
special detergent. Carol left the body suit where she knew John would
spot it and they left.
I could hardly wait to go next door to do chores. I was curious as to
what new and sexy garments would be in Carol's dresser. I fed the
horses and the cat and watered all her house plants. I then walked
around the house to check security and went out and retrieved the mail.
I came back in and locked the door. I took off my clothes and walked to
the master bedroom. I saw it right away and was drawn to it. It was a
royal blue lace body suit. Just looking at it was getting me very
excited. I took the garment and carefully slid it up over my legs. I
pulled it the rest of the way up and wiggled my arms into it and pulled
it up into place. I couldn't believe how it made me feel. I felt as
though I would explode with excitement, but my cock was no longer hard.
In fact it was about as limp as it had ever been. I figured I would
slip on a skirt and a sexy blouse over the top of the body suit and I
would then get the proper thrill back.
I dug through the closet and found the perfect dress to wear over my
lacey body. I pulled it on and then slipped into a pair of four inch
pumps. I then found a pair of large hoop earrings and put them in. I
opened the dresser drawer to see what other goodies had been added
since my last visit. Suddenly the television turned itself on and Carol
was on it. Hi John the image said. "If you are looking for something to
wear you should stop. If you are already wearing a lace body suit you
are busted. You see, a friend on mine brewed me up a little potion that
the suit was washed in. As long as you keep wearing that suit you will
be fine, but if you take it off you will slowly be transformed into a
woman. There is no way to reverse the spell that I know of. So if you
are just thinking about wearing my clothes this is just a warning for
you to stop. If you are wearing blue lace right now I welcome you to
womanhood." The television then turned off.
I was very frightened and quickly took off all her clothes and put them
away. I put my own clothes on and went home feeling very ashamed. What
if Carol would tell my wife about my little habit of dressing like a
woman in my free time and in someone else's house. She would never
forgive me. I couldn't bear to lose her. The next day I didn't even go
near the master bedroom next door. I was glad that my wife was going to
visit her sister for two weeks because I had to get myself together.
How would I face Carol again knowing that she suspected me all along?
I woke up the morning that my wife was going to leave and she was
already packing. I went to the bathroom and after looking in the mirror
for a minute I noticed that my body hair was completely gone and my
skin was very smooth and soft. Even my face was as though I never had a
whisker on it before. I heard my wife coming and quickly threw on my
robe and splashed water on my face. My wife came in and I asked her if
she liked my clean shaven face. She asked why I did that and I told her
I wanted a change. I was glad that she didn't notice my legs. She began
doing her makeup and I went into the bedroom and looked at the bed
where all my body hair was now laying. I quickly made the bed so she
wouldn't see it. I went in the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and my
wife followed me in to kiss me goodbye. I had another shock when I
realized that I was bending only very slightly to kiss her. When she
hugged me I felt smaller. I must have shrunk overnight along with
losing my body hair. My wife filled her coffee cup and was on her way.
She was no sooner out of the driveway and I was in the bathroom again
with my robe off looking in the mirror. I couldn't believe it. My skin
looked like a woman's. I rummaged through the drawer in the kitchen and
grabbed the tape measure. I found a pencil and backed up to a wall and
made a mark on the wall at the top of my head. I measured it and it was
only sixty eight and a half inches. I was seventy two inches last
night. I pulled on a pair of underwear and my jeans and tee shirt. I
put on my tennis shoes and ran next door to retrieve the phone numbers.
On my way there my shoe came off and I left it lay in the lawn. I sat
at the kitchen table with the phone in my hand wondering what I would
say to Carol. I went to the master bedroom and opened the drawer that
turned on the message. I watched it again and again and then took the
tape and the blue body suit. I took them home along with the phone
numbers and when I got home I slipped into the body suit again to avoid
any more changes.
That's when my best friend pulled up and I ran to my bedroom and pulled
some sweats over the body suit. I checked the mirror to make sure it
was hidden and invited him in. He asked me if I was ready to go and
then I remembered that I was playing in a golf tournament all day. It
was going to be near a hundred degrees and there was no way I could
wear pants. I told him to sit down and have a cup of coffee while I got
ready. I took off all my clothes and put on a pair of shorts and a golf
shirt. I grabbed a pair of my wife's shoes and slipped them on. Even
her shoes were plenty roomy for me. When I combed my hair I noticed it
was fuller than it used to be and was relieved that I could wear a hat
to cover it up. When I went back to the kitchen I told Roger I was
ready to go.
I put my clubs in his trunk and couldn't believe how heavy they felt.
We were on our way and when I looked down at my very smooth legs I
became very frightened. I was sure everyone would notice my soft smooth
legs. I wanted to throw up and thought maybe I should so I could get
out of this. I knew Roger would be very disappointed if I didn't play
so I just quietly prayed that nobody would notice and if they did they
would keep it to themselves.
Once we got to the course and were on the first tee I was finally
starting to relax. I did my normal stretch exercises and couldn't
believe how flexible I was. I teed up my ball and hit my seven iron
toward the 155 yard par three. The shot looked like it was going right
at it but then fell nearly thirty yards short. I couldn't believe it. I
hit it perfectly and it should have been on the green. I shrugged and
told the other golfers that I grabbed the wrong club. I adjusted
quickly and played almost every shot two and sometimes three clubs
longer than I used to. My drives were ridiculous. The shots that I used
to hit 275 yards now went only slightly over 210. I was having a
terrible round and when we were walking up to the 18th green I realized
that I my hips were swaying as I walked. I tried to take smaller steps
but it was as though it was the only way I could walk. When I putted
out I asked Roger if he could take me home because I felt like hell. He
told me I looked a bit sick too. He took me home and as soon as he left
I took off my clothes and put the suit on again. I looked in the mirror
and now I could see that my waist was smaller and my butt and hips were
wider. I marked the wall again and I was now down to sixty seven and a
half inches. I didn't bother putting anything on over the suit. I felt
like I just wanted to die.
I sat silently for hours wondering what I could do. I fell asleep and
when I woke up I took off the suit and got into the hot tub naked for
my usual late night hot tub. It felt great and it made me relax and
forget everything. After a couple hours I nearly fell asleep and got
out and went to bed. When I woke up and looked at the clock it was
nearly noon. I had slept for 16 hours, and worse yet I slept without
the suit on. I sat up and stumbled to the bathroom. I stared at myself
in the mirror and found that my hair had grown at least three inches
and was red and wavy. My arms and hands were very slender. My waist had
shrunk some more leaving me with an almost hourglass figure. I stood in
front of the toilet and grabbed my penis and pointed it down. Even with
my much smaller fingers my cock felt tiny. I peed and then looked down
at my tiny member. It was no more than a half inch long and my
testicles seemed to have disappeared... My face seemed smaller and my
cheekbones were showing and my eyes looked bigger. I could still see
John in the mirror but nobody else would see John when they looked at
me. I wanted to slap myself for not wearing the suit to bed. I put it
on and even it was becoming loose on me except around my thighs and
butt.
I brushed my teeth and pulled a brush through my thick red hair. I
tried on a bunch of clothes to find something to fit and finally had to
settle on a pair of leggings that used to be too short for me and a
sweatshirt that now hung half way down my thighs. I made a pot of
coffee and toasted a bagel for breakfast and the phone rang. When I
answered it I was relieved to hear my wife's voice on the other end.
After some light conversation she asked me what was wrong with my
voice. Thinking quickly I told her I stayed out late singing karaoke
and was feeling a bit hoarse. I wanted to tell her in the worst way,
but how would I explain my snooping through Carol's things and trying
them on. We finished our conversation and once we said goodbye I began
to sob uncontrollably. I knew things were never going to be the same
for us and I needed her touch so badly right now, but I couldn't bear
to tell her right now.
I grabbed the paper with Carol's contact information and dialed the
number. I didn't know what I would say but I had to do something to get
myself back to where I was a few days ago. A woman answered the phone
and I asked for Carol. The woman told me that they were sightseeing
today and asked if Carol could call back. I told her to have Carol call
the house sitter. The woman asked "what's your name mam?" and I quickly
told her it is Joanne and gave her my number.
I wondered just how female my voice sounded so I talked into a tape
recorder and played it back. I couldn't believe it. It was a woman's
voice on the tape.
I put on some socks and shoes and went next door thinking I could find
a number for Carol's friend that did this to me. I looked everywhere
and couldn't find any kind of list of friend's names and numbers. I
turned on the computer and snooped through every file I could open and
finally found a list of names and numbers. I printed the list and
turned off the computer. I did the chores and went back home. I poured
another cup of coffee and stared at the list wondering what I would say
to people as I called them one by one.
Just as I was grabbing the phone to start calling through the list, the
phone rang. I picked it up hoping it was not my wife. I answered it and
a woman asked for John. I didn't recognize the voice and asked if I
could take a message. She told me to let John know that Carol called. I
said Hi Carol this is John. Oh my god you were wearing my things
weren't you. You son of a bitch. I hope you enjoy being a woman because
you will be one for a long time and if the spell works as planned then
you will be far too petite to fit into my things. I interrupted her and
asked her what I could do to change her mind. I begged for her
forgiveness and she told me that even if she wanted to she could not
reverse the spell, and besides she added, I want to see just how you
handle having your period and going through PMS every month. I'm sure
you always fantasized about being a female and now you are going to get
your wish. Besides, maybe we can go shopping together or something
because I could always use another girlfriend. And as far as your wife
is concerned, I don't think you could have possibly loved her and been
snooping through other women's clothing and wearing it. It sounds like
you must be through some of your changing because your voice sounds
very pretty. Has the change affected your mind yet? I told her it
hadn't and asked her to give me the name of the person who did this to
me. She gave me Mary's name and number and told me to go ahead and call
her. She added that Mary was slightly angrier at me than she was. I
thanked Carol and hung up the phone. I called Mary's number and when I
got her on the phone I told her who I was and demanded that she make me
normal again. When she said no I begged her to think of what my wife
was going to have to go through. She told me that my wife would be
better off without me. I begged her and she paused and then asked me if
we had children. I told her no, but we always wanted children and my
wife would be the best mother in the world. She asked how far along I
was and I told her that I could barely recognize myself. She said that
she was going to fix me and also make sure that I would have a great
relationship with my wife. She told me to meet her at Carol's house in
an hour and she would help me out.
I grabbed some of my clothes knowing I would need them after Mary
changed me back and went next door to wait. I did the chores and saw
Mary pull up. I opened the front door and let her in. She told me we
would get started right away. She ordered me to take off all my clothes
and give her the garment that had the spell on it. I took all my
clothes off and stood there in front of her embarrassed to be seen with
my feminized body. Mary took the body suit and stuffed it into a coffee
can. She then took a liquid she had in her bag and dumped it in with
the garment. Smoke began coming out of the can and then she handed it
to me. She told me to inhale the smoke and I would be normal in about a
day. I inhaled the smoke deeply and it made me kind of dizzy and I felt
different instantly. I thanked her and she left. I looked in the can
after the smoke stopped rising out of it and the body suit was gone. I
took my things and went back home looking forward to becoming my old
self again. I watched some movies and then went to bed hoping to sleep
the twenty four hours away. I couldn't sleep after watching so much
television so I took a couple sleeping pills and washed them down with
a beer. I felt groggy in a few minutes and went to bed.
When I woke up I felt very strange. I figured I had become my old self
and it would take some getting used to again. I sat up in and swung my
feet out of bed. Something about that didn't seem right. My feet were
not touching the floor. I looked down at myself and I was shocked to
see how small I had become. My hands were tiny and my legs and arms
were very skinny. My hair was now straight and was hanging all the way
down to my chest which had what looked to be budding breasts. I looked
down between my little legs and I saw a vagina. I jumped down from the
bed and ran to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and staring back at
me was a frightened little girl of about ten or eleven. I was
horrified. How could Mary have done this to me? I couldn't be a little
girl. What was I going to do? I was trembling all over. I needed
someone to hold me and take care of me. I was now a ten year old girl
and all I could do was cry. After an hour of crying I decided I had
better get dressed.
The next problem was there were no clothes in the house suitable for a
girl my age. I knew there were some old clothes at the neighbor's house
because I had seen them before. I was tempted to go steal them but then
that's how this all started. I called Carol and asked her if I could
have her daughter's old clothes. She laughed and asked how I like being
a little girl so far. I told her that I felt physically better than I
have in years but it would take some getting used to. She told me where
I could find three boxes of her daughter's old clothes and told me I
could have them. I thanked her and hung up the phone. I put on a pair
of my mom's tennis shoes. I couldn't believe I had been thinking of my
wife as my mom already. I went next door and did the chores again and
found the boxes I could take home. I took them home one by one and put
them in the guest bedroom. I unpacked them and was very excited about
all the nice things that were there. What was happening to me I was
excited about pretty underwear and cute blouses and skirts and jeans.
It was so awesome that everything looked to be exactly my size. I
pulled on a pair of cute cotton panties with lace around the waist and
leg openings and even found a training bra to match. I put on a cute
white blouse with red trim and a pair of red clam diggers. I found a
pair of socks that were perfect. They were perfect with the red hearts
to match my red trimmed blouse. I put on a pair of white tennis shoes
and looked in the mirror. I have to admit that I was very cute in that
outfit.
Within minutes I found that I was feeling like a child already and was
bored. I went for a walk around the property and then decided a bike
ride would be fun. I took my bike out and dug through the tool box to
find a wrench to lower the seat. I looked at the bike for a long time
trying to figure out how to do it. It was funny because I had been a
mechanic for years and yet I could not easily figure out how to lower
that seat. After an hour I had the seat lowered and was pretty darn
proud of myself that I figured it out. I was riding up and down the
driveway amazed at how big the world seemed to be. My forty year old
male mind seemed to be slipping away and being replaced with the
thoughts of a ten year old girl. I rode bike for a couple hours and
even ventured down the road about a half mile or so and came back. I
got off my bike and leaned it against the garage and went into the
house to find something to eat. I found some hot dogs and put two of
them in a kettle with water and put them on the stove. After I was done
eating I turned the television on and surfed the channels until I got
to a sitcom about a middle school. I found it very interesting and
watched two episodes of it. I was then bored with TV and wandered
around the house feeling lonely and bored.
I found that I had to concentrate to hold onto my old thoughts. I
looked around and found that I had not cleaned up the kitchen and I
left the TV on along with almost every light in the house. I cleaned up
after myself and even put the wrenches away I used to adjust my seat. I
figured that in the next few days I might completely lose sight of my
old self so I wrote a message to mom to let her know what happened to
me. I tried to write a very detailed letter to her but my sentences
were only as good as my ten year old mind could make them. I put the
note on the kitchen table and got ready for bed.
When I woke up the next day I was glad the neighbors would be coming
home because I wanted to go to town and get some things to play with. I
still remembered my check card pin number so cash would be no problem.
I took a shower and put on a bra and panties and then found a cute pair
of jeans with flowers embroidered on the legs and a pink tee shirt with
a picture of the character Daphne from Scooby Doo on it. I went in the
kitchen and had a bowl of cereal and an orange and even remembered to
clean up after myself. I turned on the TV and watched cartoons. There
was a knock at the door and it was Mrs. Johnson from next door. I
opened the door and said Hi to her. She said Hi Jessica, how are you
today? I told her I was great but I didn't know how to explain things
to my mommy. She asked if I would like to have her explain for me. I
told her it would be nice because I wasn't sure what to say anymore. I
asked her if she could take me to town to do some shopping. She said
they would be going the next day and said I could come. She then said
that little girls couldn't be home alone and I should stay with them
until my mom came back from her sister's house. I packed a few things
in a small suit case and followed her home.
Mrs. Johnson introduced me to her daughter as Jessica the new neighbor
girl and Tina said it was nice to have a new friend so close by. She
took me to her bedroom and I put my things down. We started talking and
playing video games and before I knew it the day was gone. When I went
to bed, Carol came in and told me that she had explained everything to
my mommy and she would be home in the morning. I was glad that she was
coming home because I needed to feel her touch so badly. I missed her
more than I ever had before. After breakfast the next day, Mrs. Johnson
said I could go home if I wanted and I told Tina I would see her later.
She said bye and gave me a hug.
I went home and took a shower and made myself as cute as I could. I
then vacuumed and dusted the house and did all the dishes. I wanted to
make mommy happy when she came home. It was two in the afternoon when
my mom finally pulled up and I was suddenly frightened. What if she
rejected me? How would I live? Somehow I knew she was going to love her
new daughter as much as I was going to love being that daughter. When
she walked in the house and I ran to her she was thinking this was all
a joke and asked where John was. I asked her if Mrs. Johnson had
explained anything to her. She said yes but it was quite unbelievable.
I asked if Mrs. Johnson told her about John going through her things
and trying them on. She said yes but the part about changing him into a
little girl was a bit much. I told her it's true because I am, or at
least used to be John and now I'm Jessica. I began to cry and asked if
she could ever forgive me. She began crying too and took me in her
arms. I could feel the love between us and then she said that if this
is really true than she would be my mom and I would be her adopted
daughter.
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