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Cupid's Mistake By Angela J. Saturday, February 9 Angelo Morgan Angelo Morgan could kick himself for falling for it. He should have known better than to trust his so called friends. They were all known for being pranksters. But when they discussed all the outrageous costumes that each would wear to the big local Marti Gras party, it seemed like so much fun. Unfortunately for Angelo, his fun stopped as soon as he realized that he was the only one, out of his friends, that was dressed up. Sure all his friends wore masks and beads. Some of them actually had costumes on, but nothing degrading or outrageous. For instance, Claire Thompson wore an all black get up. Her outfit looked weird but wasn't close to being as bad as Angelo's costume. Even their gay friend Jeff Stevens' outfit, was normal compared to Angelo's outfit. Angelo was wearing a typical fairy outfit, complete with a pink dress, fairy wings, pointy ears, fake breasts, bra, panties, makeup, wig and small wand. All his friends were laughing. While no one pointed at him, Angelo knew that they were laughing at him. Angelo, mortified, tried to ignore his friends and concentrated in the music and the scene. He looked around in hopes that he would see someone else dressed outrageously. There were a couple of harem girls and a few individuals with only body paint to cover their upper body. But Angelo knew that his outfit was more outrageous. As he began to get more depressed about his outfit, he finally spotted someone dressed even more outrageously. A chubby middle-aged guy, with a beard and a cigar in his mouth, wore a typical Cupid's outfit, complete with a diaper, wings, a bow and suction cup arrows. Even Angelo had to laugh at the Cupid. The Cupid He hated his job. He didn't always hate it but he hated it now. When he initially applied for the position, he was young and was full of romantic notions. He had loved the idea of bringing couples together. But now, almost 40 years later, everything seemed so repetitive and predictable. Shoot two people with arrows and then leave. The worst part was the fact that he had to hide in the alternate dimension most of the time. No time for him to find love. So when he heard about the Marti Gras party, he decided to attend. At least, here he didn't have to hide. He wanted to finish his job as quickly as possible and then get on with partying. He looked around for a suitable couple. It was much easier, if he found a couple, rather than total strangers. That way, he could avoid all the complications of a possible love triangle. He spotted a suitable couple. The girl was dressed as a fairy and the guy normal street clothing with a mask. It was obvious that the guy was infatuated with the girl. The girl was playing hard to get, but he knew that she probably liked him too. Why else would she be standing next to him? The Cupid carefully aimed his arrow at the guy. Paul Johnson Paul Johnson couldn't remember a time he had more fun. His friend, Angelo, actually fell for his scheme, and was dressed as a fairy. The fact that Angelo was trying to ignore him only caused Paul to make more comedic advances at his friend. But all of a sudden, a suction cup arrow hit him right in the middle of the left cheek of his butt, interrupting his fun. Normally, an arrow hitting him would have surprised Paul, but this was Marti Gras, and it didn't hurt, so he just removed the arrow and turned to continue his jokes. But as soon as Paul saw his friend Angelo again, he no longer wanted to make fun of his friend. In fact, he felt kind of guilty for playing such a mean prank at his friend's expense. He said, "I am sorry for being such a jerk. I won't tease you anymore." He meant it too. He looked at his friend and smiled. Paul always liked Angelo and was glad that they were friends. "Besides, you look pretty good." Paul didn't know why he said this last sentence and immediately regretted it. But it was too late. Angelo seemed even angrier. Paul wanted to apologize again. "Angelo..." Angelo Morgan Angelo blushed with humiliation. "I thought you said you are going to stop teas..." A human dancing train that went right between Angelo and Paul interrupted Angelo's remark and separated the two friends. As the train passed, Angelo looked for Paul and instead found himself staring at the Cupid, his arrow pointed right at Angelo. For some odd reason, Angelo felt a surge of fear as he stared at the Cupid. The Cupid One more arrow and the Cupid could go back to partying and hopefully finding love for himself. Just when he was about to shoot the girl, the girl turned to face him. Damn his luck. The Cupid patiently waited for the girl to turn around and expose her bottom to him. After what seemed like an eternity, the girl did just that. The Cupid readied his bow and arrow again, when a short girl screaming at the top of her lungs... "baila... baila," pulled the Cupid into a human dance train and pulled him away. The Cupid looked at the short girl and then back at his intended target and decided he could come back later to finish his job. He wanted make to sure to remember what the girl looked like so he quickly made a mental impression of the girl. Angelo Morgan "I thought, you said you wouldn't tease me anymore," Angelo repeated once he again faced Paul. Paul Johnson "I am sorry," Paul said quickly, "it just slipped out. It won't happen again." But Paul thought to himself, Angelo does look good... too good. Paul quickly dismissed this thought and decided that he needed another drink. He offered to buy Angelo a drink to make up for being such a jerk. But Angelo didn't reply to his offer. Paul, felt tense, waiting for a reply. For some odd reason, Angelo's answer seemed very important to Paul. He waited and waited for a reply from Angelo. Angelo Morgan Angelo initially didn't like the idea of another guy buying him a drink while he was dressed like a fairy. But when he thought about it, Paul owed him for teasing him all night. After some thought, Angelo accepted Paul's offer. Of course, Angelo knew that he should have refused when Paul continued to offer to buy him drink after drink. But it felt good getting drunk without having to pay for it. If Paul was feeling guilty for being a jerk, then Angelo was going to take advantage of it. So Angelo accepted another drink from Paul. Paul Johnson Paul was again having a lot of fun. But it was somehow different than a few minutes ago. He just liked being around his friend Angelo and dancing near him. Paul couldn't help but smile. He just wished Angelo would smile back at him. Paul was afraid that Angelo was still mad at him. To make sure that his friend forgave him, Paul continued to buy more drinks for Angelo. Angelo Morgan By the time the band took their first break, Angelo felt woozy from the alcohol and almost fell. Angelo probably would have fallen, if it weren't for Paul. Paul Johnson Paul felt a surge of electricity through out his body, when Angelo fell into his arms. It took all of his energy to fight back his desire to kiss his friend. "What is wrong with me?" Paul thought. He knew that he wasn't gay but yet could not deny his new found feelings for Angelo. His feelings and desires were really scaring Paul. Paul quickly helped Angelo get back to his feet and quickly left the party... not even saying goodbye to his friends, not even Angelo. Sunday, February 10 Angelo Morgan Angelo woke up with a terrible headache. Last night, he drank way too much. But that wasn't the worst of it. He was still dressed as a fairy. He had been too drunk to take it off last night. This morning, no it was already afternoon, he felt too hung over to try to remove the custom. But this wasn't the worst of it either. Last night he had a nightmare. In his dream, the Cupid at the Marti Gras party shot an arrow at his friend Paul. Angelo somehow knew that the Cupid was real and that the arrow meant something dangerous for him. But despite his forbearing, Angelo did not leave the party. Instead he kept drinking the beer that Paul bought for him. Eventually Angelo got woozy and fell into Paul's arms. Paul's intensified look scared Angelo and he tried to get back to his feet. But Paul wouldn't let him. Instead, Paul kissed Angelo on the lips, slowly at first but with more passion as the kiss continued. Angelo tried to push Paul away, but Paul was too strong. Despite himself, Angelo began to enjoy the kiss and started to return it. By the time Angelo felt Paul's tongue penetrate his mouth, Angelo's tongue eagerly sought out Paul's tongue. That's when Angelo woke up. He was so disturbed by the nightmare that he tried not to think about it. But he couldn't. He hated himself for having this nightmare. He hated his friends. He hated Paul for making fun of him. But most of all he hated the Cupid. Oddly, he felt that the nightmare was the Cupid's fault. That creepy guy inspired this crazy dream. His thoughts lingered on how it was the Cupid's fault and how much he hated the Cupid. The Cupid The Cupid also woke up with a terrible hangover. It felt like giants were pounding his head. He vowed to quit drinking. But as he remembered the night before, his pain seemed to diminish. That short girl, he couldn't remember her name, was fantastic. She and he danced until the party ended and then went to her place for love making session. They finished several hours later. The best part was that she didn't even seem angry when he told her that he had to leave. The Cupid was glowing from his memory when suddenly he remembered something else. He forgot to finish his job! The Cupid was struck with fear that he may lose his job. Sure, he hated it. But it was the only thing he was qualified to do. He had no education or other experience. He quickly got dressed in his Cupid outfit and started searching for the fairy. Angelo Morgan Angelo finally had enough strength to get up from his bed. Immediately, he tore off his wig and removed his outfit. After removing all of his make-up he placed his outfit into a trash bag and threw it out. Once he was back inside his house he yelled, "I hate those jerks for tricking me into wearing the fairy outfit. I hate Paul for teasing me. And I hate that Cupid for scaring the hell out of me." His yelling wasn't aimed at anyone, but it felt therapeutic so Angelo repeated it. "I hate the guys, I hate Paul and I hate the Cupid." The Cupid The Cupid found the fairy just in time. For if he had arrived at her house just a minute later, he would have found a guy instead and the Cupid would have never recognized him. The Cupid was first amazed and then became worried as he listened to the guy. This guy wasn't even a transvestite. He was tricked into wearing a costume and probably would never wear it again. Therefore the fairy didn't exist. The Cupid had made a guy fall in love with a person that does not exist. This was worse than a love triangle. This could definitely mean his job. In panic, the Cupid quickly jumped dimensions into a magic shop hoping to find a solution. After searching for a long time, he finally found something that might help. The fairy costume gave him the idea to look through the fairy powders. Soon he found Fairy Powder # 2-14. He carefully read the directions and took it to the counter. When the clerk told him the price, the Cupid almost had tears in his eyes. This would mean that he had to work overtime for several months to make it up. He vowed to quit drinking after tonight. The Cupid made the purchase and went back to the girl's house. Unfortunately, she was still a guy. The Cupid would have to change that. So he opened the bottle of the Fairy Powder # 2-14, making sure that none of it got on him, and spread the stuff all over the apartment of the soon to be girl. Angelo Morgan Angelo ignored the phone ringing again and tried to ignore the message that was being left by Paul. "Hey Angelo, I probably will regret this, but I need to talk to you. It's... it's important. Please call me." The nightmare fresh in his mind, Angelo was in no mood to talk to anyone, especially Paul. Paul Johnson Paul couldn't sleep and could barely eat. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get his mind off of Angelo. Well, not Angelo exactly, the fairy. He wanted to kiss her and make love to her. These desires were sick and unnatural, but he just couldn't help himself. After trying unsuccessfully to sleep, Paul allowed himself to masturbate using the image of the fairy Angelo appeared to be as his inspiration. But no matter how many times he came, he still wanted more... He wanted the girl of his dreams. He couldn't deny it. He was in love. Shamed by his feelings, Paul drank beer after beer, but still he couldn't forget her. The alcohol only made him want to call her and talk to her. Angelo Morgan While Angelo was erasing another message from Paul, he felt a weird sensation. It was as if strange weightless substances were being sprinkled all over his body. Angelo then felt tired, extremely tired. He got dressed in his blue pajamas and lay in his bed. As he fell asleep, his last thoughts were that he prayed that the Cupid would not make a return presence in his dreams. His last words before falling asleep was "stay away Cupid." The Cupid The Cupid knew that the Fairy Powder #2-14 would do its job. And now all he had to do was to wait until the guy that was shot last night, came to the soon-to-be girl. And if the Cupid knew anything, it was the power of his bow. He knew that the guy would not be able to stay away from her long. He would be here soon. But the guy didn't come and the Cupid had to wait longer. The Cupid hated to wait. Every time the phone rang and heard the guy's voice, he hoped that she would pick up the phone and arrange a meeting. Each time he was disappointed and had to wait some more. Eventually the girl-to- be fell asleep. The Cupid hated to wait some more. But what else could he do? So he waited and waited, keeping an eye for the guy. Paul Johnson Paul passed out. The alcohol finally did the trick. He also had a vivid dream. In his dream, he was with his lover. They kissed passionately. As the kiss continued Paul whispered her name over and over again, "Angela." Monday, February 11 Angelo Morgan Unfortunately for Angelo, the Cupid was back in his dreams. The Cupid magically returned Angelo back to the Marti Gras party. Angelo was again dressed as a fairy and Paul was still kissing him. The Cupid laughed evilly and told Angelo to enjoy it. Angelo's attention returned to Paul, when he felt Paul's strong hands fondle his fake breasts. This was just too much. He wanted to protest but his mouth was occupied with the kissing. As the fondling continued, Angelo somehow began to feel Paul's touch more. The fake breasts were becoming more sensitive. They were somehow becoming real. At that realization, Angelo woke up. He again cursed the Cupid for inspiring his dreams. He would have continued his cursing accept that he noticed that he overslept and had to hurry to be on time for his first class. He got out of his blue pajamas and took a shower. That's when he noticed the small bumps on his chest. Angelo began to get worried and then remembered that he had worn the fake breasts the day before and dismissed the bumps as temporary molding of the flesh caused by the fake breasts. He quickly finished showering and exited the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth, he made a mental note to get his haircut and clip his fingernails. They were getting long. However he didn't have the time for such grooming. He was running late, so he ate a quick breakfast and got dressed and quickly ran out the door to attend his engineering class at the University. Unfortunately for Angelo, he could not concentrate on the lecture. His thoughts lingered about his latest dreams and what they meant. He even wondered the significance of the Cupid. The Cupid The Cupid had fallen asleep and when he awoke, Angelo was gone. He frantically looked for Angelo but could not find him. "How can I shoot the arrow at him, if I can't find him?" The Cupid frantically went to search for his target. Angelo Morgan His second class was much better and Angelo thought that his day might be bearable. He thought this until his walk to his third class when he heard a voice yelling out his name. He turned to the direction of the voice to see, Paul. Paul Johnson Paul didn't feel any better when he woke up. He still felt like someone shot an arrow through his heart. He was ashamed to admit it but he was in love with Angelo. Well, not Angelo exactly. Paul was in love with Angela, the fairy that attended the Marti Gras party. He knew that she wasn't real. And this made his pain deeper. But he still had to talk to the next closest thing. He had to convince Angelo to become her again. It would be almost impossible. His chances of success were slim at best. But slim chance was all he had. He just had to see Angela. As he forced himself to eat, he tried to think about what classes Angelo was taking. After remembering Angelo's second class, he headed towards the University to meet him. Paul was suddenly filled with joy when he saw Angelo. Angelo Morgan Angelo was in panic when he saw who had called him. He didn't want to see Paul so soon after the nightmares. So he did the only thing he could think of, he ran as fast as he could. But oddly, his running was not as efficient as it once was. His arms flared and hips swayed too much. He just hoped that Paul wasn't running after him. He desperately wanted to avoid him. Paul Johnson Paul's heart sank when he saw his friend run away. His first instinct was to run after his friend, but he fought this instinct. Angelo obviously didn't want to see him and he had to respect that choice. He wished that he had just a glimmer of hope. That's when he noticed how Angelo was running. The best way to describe was that it was girly. Perhaps Angelo was more feminine then he was letting on. Maybe just maybe he had worn the fairy outfit because he had a secret desire to wear feminine clothing. Perhaps he ran away because he was afraid that he would be exposed. Paul immediately wanted to comfort Angelo. He wanted to tell him that it was all right to be girly. He wanted to tell him that he loved Angelo's girly side. He wanted to tell him that he loved Angela. Angelo Morgan Angelo didn't attend his third class for that day. He didn't go home either. How could he? Paul knew where he lived. Instead, he wondered around and ended up in a coffee shop. He didn't know how long he stayed in that place, drinking refill after refill and eating a small piece of cake. He was just burning time. He would have stayed longer if it weren't for Jeff Stevens. Jeff Stevens Jeff would have never have guessed before that Angelo was gay. But it seemed so obvious now. All the mannerisms yelled out "gay." The way he held his cup, the way he sat with his legs crossed, the way he moved, they were all feminine gestures. Of course, others might not notice. But Jeff was always in the look out for other gay guys. But it saddened him to see Angelo. It was clear to Jeff, that Angelo was still having problems with his sexuality. Just like Jeff had been right before he came of out the closet, Angelo was probably in self-loathing stage. Jeff wanted to help his friend come out. "Hey Angelo," he said, "do you mind if I join you?" Jeff sat next to Angelo. Angelo Morgan Angelo didn't want anyone to join him and was relieved when Jeff honored his request to be left alone. Jeff didn't even look hurt. He just smiled and said, "Let me know if you need someone to talk with," and left. After Jeff was gone, Angelo walked out of the coffee shop and just wandered. It was soon getting dark and Angelo found himself in a bookstore. He almost finished the fourth chapter in the latest science fiction book when the loud speaker announced that store was closing. He purchased the book and headed home. He hoped that he would be safe from Paul. Paul Johnson Paul went to Angelo's apartment but Angelo was either not there or was not answering the door. Paul waited for almost an hour before deciding to go to his own home. "What's the matter with me?" he asked himself, "I am acting like some kind of a stalker." Paul decided to allow Angelo to have some space. "Maybe he will talk to me once he has come to terms with his girlishness." He hoped that would be soon. He missed Angelo or was it Angela. Angelo Morgan Angelo was relieved that Paul was nowhere near his apartment. He entered it and changed into his pajamas and went to bed. In bed, he continued to read his latest purchase and then drifted into sleep. The Cupid hunted Angelo's dreams once more. Again, Angelo found himself at the Marti Gras party dressed as a fairy. Paul was still fondling Angelo's real breasts and Angelo started to involuntarily moan. Through out this, the Cupid was singing love songs. The songs, the touch, how he felt, all scared Angelo. When Paul's hands suddenly went away from Angelo's breasts, Angelo had mixed feelings of regret and thankfulness. His fears slowly dissipated. But his fears returned when he felt Angelo's gentle but firm hand push Angelo down. Eventually Paul forced Angelo to kneel before him. Angelo looked up in disgust as Paul removed his large penis from his pants. Angelo was made to touch it and feel its weight. After minutes of reluctantly giving a hand job, Paul was forced to take the manhood into his mouth. Angelo again tried to refuse, but Paul was just too strong. As Angelo continued to suck on Paul's penis, he began to enjoy it. As enjoyment turned to ecstasy, Angelo began to feel his body changing. By the time Paul came in his mouth, Angelo could feel that his body was more girl then boy. Angela swallowed Paul's salty seed and looked up at Paul. Tuesday -- February 12 Paul Johnson Paul's night was miserable. He desperately wanted to see Angela, or at least Angelo, again. But he promised himself he would give Angelo some space. But despite his promise he picked up the phone several times, only to hang up without dialing the numbers. Paul couldn't sleep. All his thoughts were occupied by Angela. Angela Morgan Angelo woke up with a start. The nightmare was terrible but it didn't compare to the real life situation. Angelo was wearing pink pajamas. The pajamas were similar in style to the one he went to bed in, but feminine. He jumped up from his bed and noticed that the bumps on his chest had grown and were bouncing. He quickly took off the top portion of his pajamas and found two large breasts. He then noticed that his fingernails were now long and filed into oval shapes. He quickly ran into his bathroom and stood before his mirror. He looked like a girl. He had smaller nose, longer eyelashes, thinner eyebrows, fuller lips, softer face and definite breasts. Afraid of what he might find, he carefully removed the lower part of the pajamas and found that he was wearing panties. He removed the panties and was relieved to find a penis. It was a very small penis, but at least it was a penis. Angelo examined the rest of his body and found that his behind was significantly larger and his legs were shaved and shapely. Angelo looked around his surroundings and found more changes. His razor was now pink and he had all kinds of cosmetics and tweezers and other feminine items in the bathroom. He ran out of the bathroom and found that the furniture in his living room were different too. They were more feminine. He even noticed the magazines on his coffee table were now women's magazines. He ran into his bedroom and again found everything feminized. He had a dresser and his blanket on his bed was decorated with flowers. His closet was filled with women's clothing, mostly pants and shirts, but definitely women's clothing. He even checked his hidden magazines to discover that they were now Playgirls. He tossed them to the floor in disgust. Everything was changed. But when he looked very carefully he noticed one thing that did not change. The science fiction book he bought last night still remained the same. How strange. Somehow he had to get answers to these puzzling changes. Angelo couldn't comprehend anything and didn't know what to do. Then he remembered one person that may be able to tell him what was going on. He remembered Claire Thompson. Claire Thompson It took a lot of her magical energy to see Angela Morgan as she was originally. Everyone, except those with magical gifts and of course the effected person, knew only Angela Morgan, the transsexual. Claire found it ironic that the person, who made the most fun of her religion, was now begging for her help. Despite the teasing, Claire knew Angelo Morgan as a friend and decided to help. Claire listened very carefully about Angelo's last few days including the nightmares, and then told Angela what had happened. She told Angela about different types of fairy powders and that some of them changed a person's and items gender. This particular powder took a period of 72 hours to complete its magical transformation. After the spell was complete, as long as the transformed person did not have sex within 24 hours, he would return to normal. If he had sex within this period, he would become the changed person forever. Claire looked at Angela to see if she comprehended what she just told her. Angela Morgan Angela asked several more questions and was genuinely surprised to hear that Cupids were real. Angela listened very carefully as Claire told her to trust her subconscious. It was telling her through her dreams, that a Cupid did this to her. It also told her that the Cupid means for her to have sex with Paul. As for the time frame, the Cupid used the fairy powder probably when Angelo felt the weird sprinkling sensation. That explains why the science fiction book didn't change. She bought it after the transformation. She also learned that others would think that she was always this way. Angela almost cried when she learned that she would soon lose her penis. The only thing that kept her from losing her sanity was the knowledge that this change was temporary. After several hours of questions, she returned home. She didn't feel like attending any classes that day. Besides it might be dangerous. Pursuant to Claire's advice, she locked her door as soon as she got home. She was going to make sure that no one was going to make love to her for at least another two days, no one, especially Paul. Paul Johnson Paul's heart felt shattered. He had promised himself that he would give Angela some space. But now, he wasn't sure he could do it. No one would have imagined that Paul would fall for a transsexual. But there was no denying it. He was so in love with Angela that he couldn't think about anything else. He gave in and dialed her number but it just rang and rang. Even the answering machine didn't pick up. Despite being on the phone without success for hours, he didn't give up. He needed to talk to Angela. Angela Morgan Angela was bored out of her mind but refused to leave the safety of her apartment. She made sure that all the windows were locked and took her phone off the hook. She tried to finish the science fiction book but found it childish. She turned on the television and started to watch an action movie but soon became bored with it. Without even thinking about it, she finally settled on the Women's Network and watched several movies and then finally fell asleep on the couch. The Cupid took her back to the Marti Gras party where she was still swallowing Paul's cum. As soon as the last drop filled her stomach, she realized that everyone was looking at them. This was just too much for her. So in shame, she got up and ran and ran. But no matter how hard she ran, she was still at the party. Eventually, out of exhaustion, she sat on a bench. But it felt odd. She looked down and found that she was sitting on top of Paul. She tried to get up but couldn't. She felt Paul's member growing under her pantied bottom. Paul easily maneuvered under Angela's skirt and removed her panties. She began to cry when she felt his penis penetrating her soft ass. The pain was almost unbearable. But as he began to pump in and out of her, she felt pleasure too. She couldn't deny the feelings deep inside her. She loved it. She felt her tiny penis disappear and in its place a pussy formed. At this very moment, they both came and she couldn't help but cry out his name, "Paul, Paul... Paul...Paul." Paul Johnson For the second night in a row, Paul couldn't sleep. He spent all night with the phone by his ear as he listened to the non-stopping rings. He couldn't stop thinking about the lovely girl, Angela. Wednesday -- February 13 Angela Morgan Angela knew without even looking under her negligee, that she now had a vagina. She was all-girl. But luckily she would soon turn back to normal in a couple of days. She got off the couch and turned off the television. Since she was going to skip her classes again, she decided to take it easy. She took off her negligee and panties and went to the restroom for a shower. But when she got there, she decided to take a bath instead. While she soaked in the bath, she promised herself that she would beat this curse brought on by the Cupid. The Cupid After an entire day of searching, he finally found the girl. It seemed like he looked everywhere, except back in her apartment. He was a little angry but also relieved that he found her. The fairy powder was too expensive to waste. He had to make sure that she fell in love with her man before she could turn back. But then, it seemed hopeless; he had no magical power to force them to meet. Normally a person struck with the arrow would be where the other person was but no such luck. The Cupid's time was running out. But all he could do was wait and hope that the guy would come to her. His hope was squarely on the actions of Paul. Paul Johnson Paul finally forced himself away from the phone. Next he took a cold shower and changed into new clothing. He decided that if he had to wait for Angela to call him back, that he would do it like a man and not some lovesick puppy waiting by the phone. For the first time since the party, Paul ate a large meal. His hunger had caught up with him. After his meal, he went over to his best friend, Tony's house. But even as they watched a basketball game together, he couldn't help but think about Angela. Angela Morgan Angela learned that she no longer had any pants. She only had skirts and dresses and everything that went along with them. Her body and face were even more feminine. Her fingernails were now painted red. Reluctantly she put on one of the outfits and settled on her couch and turned on the television to pass the day. She ended up watching couple of soap operas, a fashion show, a cooking show, and a show about decorating the house. For some reason, these shows interested her. After hours of watching television, with the only interruption being her bathroom trips and her lunch, she decided she had enough of television for the day. She went into her bedroom, where her eyes glanced over the Playgirl magazines. She almost tossed them out until she realized that they would turn back to Playboy magazines soon. She carefully hid the magazines, using care to avoid looking at the covers. After dinner, she looked for something else to do. That's when she got the idea to try on her new stuff. After all she would be a guy again in about twenty-four hours. Why not see how she looked wearing this stuff. She spent several hours trying out different outfits and posing in front of the mirror. It amazed her how much fun it was trying on the various dresses, skirts, and shoes. But her fun was suddenly interrupted by loud continuous knocks on her door. She also heard a male voice, calling out her name. "Oh my God," she thought, "it's Paul." Paul Johnson Paul tried to forget Angela. But he just couldn't. Tony was getting annoyed by the fact that Paul seemed to be ignoring him. So Paul left heading for his own home. But without even thinking, he ended up in front of Angela's apartment. He fought the urge to knock on the door for several hours, just staring at it. But like a drug addict, he couldn't help himself. He knocked and knocked and then yelled out her name, "Angela." Angela Morgan Angela was more scared then ever in her life. "Should I just ignore it or should I tell him to go away, what should I do?" she asked herself. The knocking got louder. She was now afraid that Paul might break down the door. She knew that she ignoring it much longer may cause to break down the door so she walked closer to her door. "Please Paul, I need some space right now," she said, "I will talk to you in two days, I promise. Please Paul." Paul Johnson Paul suddenly stopped pounding on the door. His heart still pounded with mad love but he had to respect her wishes. But instead of leaving he just sat by her door. Eventually he fell asleep due to the exhaustion of not sleeping. However, even his dreams were all about Angela. Angela Morgan Angela didn't blame Paul. She knew it wasn't his fault. It was the curse of the Cupid that was making him act like this. She just hoped that when she returned to normal that he would too. Otherwise, she would have a hard time dealing with him in two days as promised. She hated her situation and cursed the Cupid. The Cupid The Cupid just witnessed his best chance at success vanish. Paul gave up. Sure he was still by the door but he wasn't trying to get in. All was lost. His job would be gone. Like Paul, the Cupid sat. Self-pity filled him as he sat in the alternate dimension. He just wished there was some way to make her fall in love with him before the Fairy Powder's magic ran out. But it seemed hopeless. In a matter of hours, the girl would change back to a boy. Angela Morgan The excitement with Paul was too much for Angela. After changing into her negligee and going to bed, she cried silently and finally fell asleep. The Cupid was back again. And again she found herself at the Marti Gras party. Paul's dick emptied his seed deep into her ass and finally withdrew. Unfortunately for Angela, it didn't end there for he did not let go of his hold on her. Instead he gently lifted her up and then lowered her again, this time impaling her vagina. She squirmed in hopes to avoid this final humiliation. But it was to no avail. He fucked her. At first she hated it. She enjoyed the physical sensation but hated what it meant. But eventually even her mind began to enjoy the feeling of being fucked well. As he pumped her in and out again and again she began to lose her self to the feeling and started to moan again. She reached orgasmic heights that she never thought existed and came several times before he finally came inside of her. Despite the fact that there were many people around them, including the Cupid, she could only sense Paul. When Paul whispered into her ears that he loved her, she stated, "I love you too Paul." Thursday -- February 14 - VALENTINE'S DAY Paul Johnson Paul dreamt that Angela was saying, "I love you too Paul." But it seemed so real. Then he realized it wasn't a dream. He could barely hear it, but it was clearly coming from inside Angela's apartment. He actually heard Angela's voice utter the words, "I love you too Paul." This encouraged him to bang on the door again, this time with renewed gusto. He slammed his body into the door. But the door remained locked as his body bounced backwards and he fell the ground with a tremendous force. On the floor, exhausted and in pain, he yelled for his lover, "Angela." Angela Morgan The sounds at the door awoke Angela. She could hear the fierceness of the crash into the door and the thud that followed. She instinctively knew that Paul had tried to knock the door down. But instead of fear, she was full of concern. All she could think about was how he may be hurt. Not even bothering to change out of her teddy, she rushed to the door. She opened it to find Paul still on the floor. She said the only words that came to her mouth, "Paul." Paul Johnson Paul hurt himself. But the pain was suddenly gone when the door opened to reveal a lovely woman. He got up and held her gently, afraid that she may pull away. But when she didn't, he got the courage to say what was in his mind all along, "I love you, Angela." Angela Morgan Paul's words melted her heart. Before she knew what she was doing, the words, "I love you too Paul," came out of her mouth. As soon as she had stated her feelings, Paul kissed her passionately. Before the kiss ended, she knew that her words were true, and that they would make love. She also knew that that would mean that she would be a woman forever. This thought momentarily saddened her but the feeling of love soon took her entire being. Unlike her nightmares, she knew that Paul didn't have to force the issue. She helped Paul remove his clothing and then she stripped off her own teddy. She grabbed Paul by his penis and gently led him into her bed. She laid down slowly pulling Paul on top of her. She gently kissed him and spread her legs to invite him in. When he didn't make any moves, she guided his penis into her vagina and asked him to fuck her. What followed was even more fantastic than the feelings she felt in her dreams. She was in heaven. He started gently but gradually increased his speed and she loved it. She loved him and never wanted the sex to end. She wrapped her legs around him possessively and she came again and again. After several more minutes of passionate lovemaking, the couple finally came together and embraced fiercely. They held each other for the rest of the day and that night. As sleep started to take over her body, she thought that the curse really wasn't a curse but a blessing and silently thanked the Cupid. The Cupid The Cupid had stood there with his arrow and bow ready to fire. But the events before him happened so fast he didn't get a chance. When Angela uttered the words, "I love you too Paul," he was so shocked that he didn't even move. He was witnessing true love. Not love created by magic, but true love. Only true love could explain the fact that Paul attempted to wait so long before trying to force the door open. Only true love could explain how Angela accepted her love without being shot with an arrow. The Cupid was so moved by the events unfolding before his eyes that he began to cry with joy. This was the reason he signed up so many years ago before he was jaded. This was what was missing in his life. He had lost his romanticism. For too long, he left as soon as he shot the arrows to go drinking with his buddies. Inspired by the events before him, he decided to look up the short girl that he met at the Marti Gras party. Maybe there was no future with her. But he was going to try. Maybe, just maybe he would also find true love with the short girl. Claire Thompson Claire Thompson couldn't help but laugh. Cupids and humans were so gullible. Fairies and fairy powder, Claire knew, went extinct many years ago. She orchestrated it all. As soon as she realized that the Cupid was real and that he was targeting her friends, she cast a spell on the arrow that he was holding. She enchanted, "The first vision of he who is struck with this arrow shall become of his heart's desire." As soon as Paul saw Angelo, after being struck with the arrow, Angelo was doomed to become Paul's heart's desire. She even planted the fake fairy powders in the magic shop. Why did Claire do this? Love. After all Cupids don't have a monopoly in love, witches are also allowed to be romantics. She knew that Paul and Angelo would make a good couple. Their personalities were well suited. The only thing standing in their way was their gender. So she helped out. Besides, Claire also was able to find a good match, in the Cupid. She will eventually tell him everything. After all, lovers shouldn't have secrets from each other. But for now he is going to have to believe in Fairies. Angela J. Morgan Are you surprised to see me here? You shouldn't be. I wrote this story. All this happened to me. How do I now know what happened? Well, I am the fairy. You see Paul's heart's desire was a fairy and fairy I am. What about the pointy ears and wings, you ask? They only come out while I am casting spells and I didn't learn to tap into this power until much later. Ask me later how I discovered my powers. Anyways, I used my powers to see what happened and was shocked to see that it was Claire that did everything. Am I mad at Claire for deceiving me? At first I was but not anymore. I really did find true love and my life with Paul is great. So how could I stay mad? Believe it or not Claire and the Cupid, and Paul and I are having a double wedding next Valentine's Day. So have a Happy Valentine's day. If you don't the Cupid, Claire or I may just make a visit to you. I guess that's it. All there is left to say is... The End