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It was a slow day at the Deli. As the afternoon rolled in, there was only one customer in the shop. Chris needed to keep busy, so he walked out from behind the counter and started to sweep the floor. He glanced at the sole customer in the shop. She was a 16 year old classmate of his. She was wearing a long skirt, and he thought that she was pretty. He would have asked her out, if he didnct already have a girlfriend. Chris adored his girlfriend, but other girls still caught his eye. He looked at her face as he finished sweeping, and then he walked behind the counter. He looked at the cash register that he failed to fully close at the end of his last transaction. He started to count the coins in the register. He counted the pennies, nickels, dimes, and then he started to count the quarters. One of the quarters struck him strangely, and he lifted it from the draw. He looked over the bizarre coin, and he recognized that it was clearly not a quarter. He had never seen anything like it. The writing was incomprehensible, and he ran his fingers along the strange letters. His eyes shifted upwards as he saw the girl cross her legs while she took a sip of her Snapple. He looked at her ankles, and he began to fantasize about her legs. 'If only that skirt was shorter,' he thought to himself. He looked up and saw that the skirt had climbed well up her leg, and it was now a miniskirt. The girl tried to shift her legs, and she shouted, "Oh, my God." The girl's shrill voice filled the shop. Chris hurriedly imagined that her voice was softer, and then it suddenly was. He closed his eyes and imagined that her breasts were two cups sizes larger. He opened his eyes and said, "Wow." "Ahh," she screamed in shock as her eyes caught her new bosoms. "What's wrong Sheri?" a girl asked as she entered the shop. "My breasts just got bigger." "They don't look bigger," the girl remarked. 'Oh my god, only people who see the change know what really happened. How can I test this to make sure?' Chris thought to himself. His boss wanted to see what all the screaming was about. However, the yelling had ceased by the time he reached his office door. He walked back to his desk and sat across from his wife. Chris looked over at him, and his eyes fixated on his boss. He imagined that his 6'5" boss was 5'5". Chris's boss stared up at his 5'9" wife with a slacked jaw, but she didn't notice that he had shrunk an entire foot. Chris quickly restored the man's stature, and the man's wife looked at him with a confused expression. Chris over heard her say, "Honey, do feel all right? You look like you just saw a ghost." Chris turned his head towards the girls, and he returned Sheri to her normal form. He smiled as he realized that only he and Sheri had noticed the transformation. Chris pulled a quarter out of his pocket and dropped into the machine. Chris closed the register after he stared at the relieved girl for a second. He smiled as he pocketed the coin. He finished his shift without trying anything else out, because he was afraid that he would cause another scene. Chris hurried out onto the sidewalk that ran along the suburban strip mall after his shift ended. He ran towards his bike, and he began to pedal towards his home, but then a thought struck him. He should go to his girlfriend's house. They could really have some fun with this thing. He raced over to his girlfriend's house and noticed that there were no cars in the driveway. He knocked on her door, and she answered it. She looked at him with a smile and let him inside. "What brings you here, Chris?" Kristi said demurely. "I wanted to see you. I've got something cool to show." "What?" "Come here." "All right," she muttered as she strolled towards him. Chris pulled out the coin and showed it to her as it rested in the palm of his hand. "A weird coin! You found a weird coin. That's what you wanted to show me?" "It's a special coin." "What? Is worth a ton of money?" she asked as she raised her eyebrows. "It may be. I don't really know, but I can do a trick with it." "What kind of trick? Are you going to pull out from behind my ear?" she playfully mocked him. "Do you want me to show you the trick? It is a good one," Chris said with a mischievous grin. "Sure, if it will shut you up about it. What are you going to do?" "I'm going to turn you into my ideal woman." "You've got to be kidding me. Man, you're crazy," she said through a maze of laughs. "Well, you be the judge," he playfully retorted. Kristi's smile disappeared as a pair of double D sized bosoms appeared on her chest. "What the hell!" She exclaimed Chris stared at her while she glanced down at the black sheer nylons on her legs and the heels on her feet. She grabbed at the lace, v-neck babydoll on her body. Wide-eyed, Kristi stared at him with an amazed look. Chris grinned at her and said, "Believe me now?" "Yes," she replied as her teeth chattered. "Good." "How did you do that?" she asked. "It was this coin." "Oh, wow. We have to get to my room." "Sure thing, Kristi," Chris responded with a smile. "Stop looking at my chest pervert!" Kristi retorted. "Sorry." The two scampered into her bedroom. Kristi looked at Chris and asked, "What else can that thing do?" "I don't know. I've only done limited testing. I know that it can slightly change a person's appearance and their clothing, but I haven't done anything else with it. "We need to try something bigger. Try to change me entirely." "Change you into what?" Chris asked. "Well, I always wanted to know what it would feel like to be a macho man." Chris interpreted her request, and he smiled as he visualized her new form. She looked down at herself and said, "Oh," as she saw her new package. "This was an interesting choice, baby. Now, change me back," she added in a deep male voice. "Not until you say it?" "Say what?" "Snap into a slimjim. Oh, yeah." "I'm not saying that!" "I'm not changing you back until you say it," Chris responded. Kristi looked at him, and he saw the mischievous grin on her face. Chris clutched the coin as he saw her smile grow. She charged Chris and lifted him over her head and threw him onto the bed and pinned him. The coin remained in Chris's hand, and Kristi said, "Change me back now!" Chris did what he was told, and his girlfriend's coarse hands returned to their silky smooth normalness. She rolled off him and started to laugh. "Well, that was fun," she remarked. "Yah, hah, hah. Did you have to be so rough? I think you threw out my back?" "Don't be a whiny bitch, Chris. Let me have the coin." "What are you going to do?" "I want to see something." "Will I like it?" "I can't see why not." "All right," Chris remarked as he handed her the coin. She always had his complete trust, so he saw no harm in handing it over to her. "What do I have to do?" "You have to imagine what you want me to look like." "Okay," she said as she looked him over. Steve looked down and grabbed the two perky breasts resting on his otherwise manly form. She leered down Chris's shirt and examined the breasts with her eyes. Chris looked up at her and said, "Hey, hey, I'm up here." "Well, that's one question mark I can remove," she said with a smile. She looked him over again, and he was suddenly a one year old girl. He looked up at her, and she bent down and said, "If you understand what I'm saying, raise one finger." Chris raised one finger with a degree of difficulty. She nodded at him. She stepped away from Chris for a second and imagined him differently. Chris's vision diminished. He didn't know where he was, but he could still sense things. He searched about and it appeared that he had been divided. Kristi strolled over and picked up the pair black high heels that were her boyfriend, and she walked around in them for a minute. She took them off, and she turned him back into his normal self. "How do you feel Chris?" she asked. "I feel fine. Was I just a pair of your shoes?" "Yes, you were. How did it feel?" "Strange." "Well, here's your coin back. It's your turn to use it." Chris looked her over. Kristi stared at the black PVC dress that appeared on her body. She then glanced down at her spiked heels. She smirked at him and said, "Chris, can you give me back the coin? I'd like to try something." Chris handed the coin over to her and stood before the couch. She smiled as she looked at his body. Chris looked down and saw a skirt and heels on his masculine body. Chris tried to walk towards her. He took a step, but he fell backwards onto the couch. He screamed at Kristi in a high pitched voice, "Please stop!" Kristi giggled at him. Chris, totally embarrassed, put his down. "Well, don't you look splendid," Kristi remarked as she threw the coin at him. "Gee, thanks," Chris responded as he rolled his eyes. "Wait, I heard something," She remarked. "It sounded like the front door," Chris said. "That was the front door! Oh, crap! My father must be home. Change me out of this?" Chris did what she asked, and Kristi said, "I'm not supposed to have boys in the house. Give me the coin back." Chris handed Kristi the coin. Chris felt his body suddenly shrink, and he saw a small pair of breast appear beneath his T-shirt. He looked up at Kristi's relieved expression and asked, "What did you do?" The answer was found on his tongue, which he promptly bit. "You turned me into a girl. Why?" "My daddy won't get mad, if I have girl in here. If I had a guy in here, he'd be angry." "All right, but why the hell did you make my ass so big?" he asked with a laugh. Chris leaned forward as he bent over to adjust the strap on his wedges. His breasts acted like a weight and helped pull his body forward. The weight on his chest felt awkward to Chris. He sat back up and looked up at Kristi with a surprised expression on his face. Kristi smiled at him and placed the coin on her dresser, which rested next to her bedroom door. "Kristi, don't lose that coin," Chris reminded her. Kristi rolled her eyes and walked over to Chris. She hugged him and ran her hands across his soft shoulders. Kristi saw Brian, her older brother, out of the corner of her eye. He was standing next to her dresser, and he was examining the coin. Brian looked at her and asked, "So, sis, what's so special about this coin?" "No...Nothing," she remarked. "I heard Christine tell you not to lose it, so there must be something special about it." "There's nothing special about it. Now give it to me." "No, if that's the way you want it, then I'm keeping the coin." "No, I want it back." "Sorry, sis. You are not getting back. If it's not special, then why would you want it back to begin with?" "Okay, I'll tell you why it's special to me." "I don't want to hear it." "What? You just said that you wanted to know!" "That was then. This is now." "Well, what do you want then?" "I want a date with your friend?" "What?" Chris asked. "Why?" Kristi inquired. "Well, look at her. Soft skin, ample breasts, long hair...." "Stop it, Brian," Kristi screamed as she noticed the distress on Chris's face. "Come on, sis, do you think this is new to Christine. She gets hit on all the time at school. All I want is a shot at her. She never gave me a chance, because you two are such good friends." "Do you really think extortion is the best way to start a relationship?" Kristi inquired as her lip snarled. "No, but it is a start." Chris's jaw was slack, and his eyes were vacant. His fate literally rested in the hands of his girlfriend's brother. "Damn you," Kristi shouted as Chris looked on helplessly. "Is it a deal?" Brian asked with a smirk. "Yes," Chris responded to Kristi's astonishment. "Chris, you don't have to do this?" Kristi commented. "Hey, Kristi, don't be a game killer," Brian shouted. "Kristi, it's all right. I want to go out with him," Chris forced himself to say while he suppressed his urge to vomit. "Good. I'll pick you up at your house around 7. Oh, could you also wear something sexy? I feel that it will lighten the mood." Chris nodded, and Brian remarked, "Good. I'll see around 7, gorgeous." Brian turned and walked into his room. Kristi shot off of the bed and closed her door. She looked Chris over for a few seconds. "You're really going to go through with this?" Kristi asked. "Yes, I have to. We have to get that coin back. Do you think he'll take it with him on the date?" "He probably will, but I'll check his room while he's out with you." "Thanks," Chris remarked as he crossed his legs. Kristi stared at his expression and asked, "Do you need to pee?" "Yes, but I'm trying to hold it." "You can't hold it forever. You might go in your shorts. I'll help you. Come with me." They walked into the bathroom, and Kristi shut the door and said, "Sit on the bowl." Chris moved towards the bowl and stared up at her nervously. Kristi read the embarrassment on his face and said, "Drop your shorts and panties. It's nothing I haven't seen before." The comment embarrassed Chris, but he did as he was told. Chris sat on the bowl, and Kristi said, "Try to relax your muscles." Chris tried to get it right, and it started to flow. Chris grabbed some toilet paper, and Kristi clutched his arm and said, "Wipe away from your vagina." Chris put his head down and followed her directions. Kristi looked down at him as she opened a draw. She pulled out a box of tampons and handed a few to him. He looked at her with a disgusted expression. Kristi shook her head and said, "You're going to need these for the night. They're the right type for your flow. I'll show you how to put one on." Chris nodded at her as Kristi unwrapped a tampon. Kristi looked at his naked vagina and said, "Here, you hold the middle of the tampon at the spot where the smaller inner tube inserts into the larger outer tube. You want the string to be visible, and you want it to point away from your body. Now watch as I open the lips of your vagina and push it into the opening. You then slowly push it up through the vagina. You stop when the outer tube is totally inside of your vagina. Are we good so far?" Chris winced as he nodded. "Good. Now, watch as I push the inner tube through the outer tube with my index finger. It's all the way up there. I'm going to pull out the outer tube now. You do this by with your middle finger and thumb. You see this string hanging out?" Chris nodded slowly as he stared at it. "That's where you want that string Chris. Now, how does it feel?" "How should it feel?" "Stop playing games." "Tell me, how should I feel?" "You shouldn't feel it all." "Well I don't feel it. I'm glad that's not a problem." "You have to change them every four to eight hours. When you take it out, all you have to do is pull it out gently until the entire tampon emerges." "Will it come out on its own?" "No, the muscles hold it in place once you get it up there." "Good," Chris remarked as he put on his panties and pulled up his jean shorts. Chris headed to the mirror. Astonished, he looked at himself. He hadn't seen his reflection yet. He turned to Kristi and shouted, "Why did you make me so pretty? No wonder he wants to date me." "I'm sorry. I didn't think that he was coming home this afternoon. I thought he was working. I swear. I thought he was my father." Chris ran his hands through his long black hair. His eyes were now brighter, and they were now green instead of brown. He was thinner and smaller. He was 5'11," but he was now about 5'2". He was the same height as his girlfriend. She walked up to him, and put her arm around his shoulder as he looked at himself in the mirror. Chris pulled himself away from the mirror, and they walked back into Kristi's room. Kristi looked at Chris and said, "When you go home, put on a pair of heeled shoes." "Why?" "You agreed to dress up for Brian, and you're going to want to practice walking in them before you go out in them. "Why?" "Do you remember when you fell before?" "Right, I'm sorry. Do you have any other advice?" "Yes, keep your knees close together when you sit, and take small straight steps when you walk in your heels." "Oh, no," Chris remarked. "What?" "I have to go home now." "Why?" "Look at the time. I need to get ready. I'll see you later, hopefully." "Sure," Kristi remarked as she masked her concerned feelings with a reassuring smile. Chris left Kristi's house at 5 o'clock. He peddled down the streets in his short shorts. He felt exposed as some of the neighborhood boys stared at his legs and chest. He wanted to hide from their eyes. However, he knew that nothing could cloak his femininity. He rode up onto his driveway and locked his bike in the shed. He walked into the house, and his mother greeted him, "Hey, Christine." He blinked as he realized, 'She thinks I'm her daughter.' "How are you sweetie?" "I'm good, Mom." "Good. Dinner will be ready in a half an hour." "Great. I'm going out around 7." "Who are you going out with?" "I'm going out with this boy." "Oh, anyone I know?" "It's Kristi's brother Brian." "Him? You're going out with him?" "So." "He's a bad influence, dear. I don't want my precious little girl hanging out with him." "It's only one date." "That's it all it takes for a boy like that. You're young. You don't understand how a teenage boy thinks." Chris rolled his eyes and said, "I know he wants to get in my pants, but he's not going to. I can assure you that no guy is going to." "All right dear. I'll call you when dinners ready." Chris strolled into his room. He was struck by its appearance. His black walls were now pink. His carpet had gone from blue to white. His posters of bikini clad women were replaced with posters of teen idols and pictures of friends. He took off his white sneakers at the door before he entered his room. He padded towards his closet and drew open the now mirrored doors. His eyes ran over the abundance of female attire that filled his closet. He looked at his clothing rack. It was full of skirts, dresses, and blouses. The closet floor was covered by 18 pairs of shoes, boots, and sneakers. He had a shelf full of folded sweaters, shorts, and pants. He needed to pick out an outfit to change into after dinner. First, he remembered what Kristi told him. He looked through his shoes and pulled out a pair of 3 inch brown heels. Chris slid them onto his feet and worked the ankle strap behind his ankle. Chris stood up and took a step. He started to tumble, but he caught himself on the door. 'What did she say? Take small straight steps', he recalled Kristi saying. He took a few steps, and it seemed to come easily to him. He occasionally took a few missteps, but he figured that he could probably get past that. He sauntered back in front of his closet and began to go through his skirts and dresses. He had promised to dress nicely for Brian. Chris decided that he could only do this by dressing in a skirt or a dress. That was his definition of dressing nicely. A brown 3 tiered skirt caught his eye. He put the skirt on the bed and walked back over to the closet. He looked at the tops and blouses. He wondered if any of them matched the skirt. He pulled a couple of tops out of the closet. He closed the closet door and headed towards his bed. He grabbed hold of the skirt. He pushed the skirt along his waist and tried to position one of the tops over it. He kept trying to see how the combinations would look on his body. He finally picked a white camisole to go with the skirt. He laid the skirt and top on his bed after he heard his mother call him for dinner. He pulled off his shoes and placed them at the foot of his bed. He walked into the hallway and made his way into the dining room. He sat at his usual chair across from his mother and to the right of his father. Chris's mother served them all, and they started to eat. Half way through the meal, Chris's father asked, "Christine, are you going out with Kristi's brother tonight?" "Yes," Chris responded as he crossed his legs. "Well, your mother told me that he is nothing but trouble." "She's exaggerating." "Well, I don't want you to get involved with him. You shouldn't have sex before marriage," Chris's father exclaimed. Chris almost choked as he hid his laughter. His father had always told him that he should bed as many women as possible before marriage. "Don't worry, Dad. I'm not having sex with Brian." "That's damn right," his father exclaimed. "I'm glad you're so understanding, Dad. Thanks for the talk," Chris said as he finished his meal. His father grew quiet as they finished eating. Chris's mother picked up the dishes and started to clean them as her husband walked towards the living room. Chris stood up and walked to his room. He closed his bedroom door and disrobed. He pulled the blouse over his head and situated it on his chest. He placed his legs into the skirt and drew it up to his waist. He walked over to his closet and pulled out a pocketbook. He placed his tampons, makeup, and cell phone into it. He bent down and placed the heels back onto his feet. He looked himself over in the mirror. He then walked over to his vanity and took out a brush. He started to stroke his hair. He found the strokes relaxing. Even though the action was feminine in nature, it still distracted him from his predicament. He brushed his hair until it was straight. Chris felt a strange sensation as the hair tickled the back of his neck. Chris, giggling girlishly, ran his hands up and down his silky smooth arms and legs. Chris walked in front of the mirror and stared at himself. He smiled at his reflection for a few minutes. He turned away from the mirror after he caught a glimpse of Kristi in his side vision. He quickly turned to face her, and he felt his breast tug at his chest as they moved violently with him. "The bra's a real lifesaver in situations like that," Kristi stated with a smile. "Yes, I guess you're right." "Nice shoes," Kristi remarked as he looked at Chris's heels. "Thanks. I thought they were my nicest pair," Chris remarked as he looked down. He lifted his head and his hair gently smacked into his face. He pushed it away and stared at Kristi and asked, "How do I look?" "Too good for my brother." "Well, that's a given. Do you think he'll like it?" "I'm sure he will," she said as she raised her eyebrows. "Do you have anymore suggestions?" "No, I don't. I see that the makeup I imagined on you is still on your face. "Yes, I know. I haven't tried to wash it off. I can't believe it hasn't faded, but I'm not going to complain. It's one less thing I have to do." "Well, you look good," Kristi said. "Thanks," Chris remarked as he stood in front of the mirror. He began to have reservations as he looked over his ravishing appearance. "Are you ready to go out?" Kristi asked. "You can't be serious. You really want me to go outside looking like this?" "You decided that you could do it, dear, and I do it all the time." "That's because you're a girl!" "Well, you're a girl in the eyes of the world right now. There's no way out of this. You already agreed to do it. If you want to get that coin back, then you're going to have to do it. Just relax and accept it, and you'll be a man again before you know it." "How are you going to get that coin back, if he doesn't hand it over tonight?" "I'll think of something. It's a problem, but panicking is not going to solve it." Chris digested her statement and said, "Okay." "It's almost seven. You'd better go outside and wait for him." "I know. I know," Chris remarked. He started to walk and he was still shocked by how constricted his legs were. He had a much smaller range of movement, because of his skirt. He walked outside with Kristi, and they waited by the curb for Brian. Seven o'clock came and went, and the two of them stood on the curb for another 5 minutes. Chris turned to Kristi and said, "Damn it! Where is he? These shoes are starting to kill me." "He's always late," Kristi remarked as Brian's car came into view. Brian pulled up next to them, and Kristi said goodbye to both of them. Chris climbed into Brian's car. She closed the car door softly. Chris pulled down at his skirt, which had ridden up on him as he positioned himself in the car. Brian stared down at Chris's exposed legs. Brian smiled deviously to himself as Chris crossed his slender legs. They pulled up in the parking lot of a diner. Brian looked to Chris and said, "Well, here we are." Chris thought, 'Oh, good. I'm having two meals in two hours. Act like you're pleased.' Chris, smiling broadly, exited the car. He planted one heel on the ground and used the door to balance himself as he stepped out of the car. Chris walked next to Brian. Brian placed his hand around Chris's waist and directed him towards the front door. As they reached the door, Chris felt Brian's hand grabbing at ass. Chris felt uncomfortable, but he was in no position to complain. Brian walked over to the register, and a waitress came over and led them to a table. The waitress seated them at a booth. Chris sat down at the table with his legs slightly apart. Brian sat across from him, and picked up a menu. Chris and Brian perused their menus, and they ordered their drinks and meals. Brian stared at the waitress as she walked away. "Are you checking out her ass?" Chris asked. "No...I was...I was...um...making sure her shirt was properly tucked in." "Why?" "I'm anally retentive." "Oh, how's that working out for you?" "Splendid, my ass is fine, but it can't compare to yours," Brian said with a crass smile. Chris pushed his back against the back of seat. He placed his arms over his chest, which inadvertently drew Brian's attention to Chris's breasts. Chris squirmed and tried to change the topic of conversation. "So, how has school been going?" Chris asked. "I hate everyone." "Everyone?" "Except you," Brian responded as he tried to leer down Chris's top. Chris squirmed some more in a futile attempt to escape Brian's constantly wandering eyes. Chris pulled his hands away from his breasts and placed them on the table. Brian took hold of them and started to caress them. The feeling of Brian's hands made Chris sick. He wanted to pull them away, but felt that he had to play along. Brian stared into his eyes before Brian's eyes drifted down Chris's top again. Chris's mind scrambled to find a different topic. Chris shifted in his seat and said, "Have you done anything interesting lately?" "Yes, me and my friend Tony shot bottle rockets at this olden wooden boat that's docked near his house." "Oh," Chris responded with a displeased look. "Yes, it went on fire. It was the funniest thing I ever saw." "Whose boat was it?" "Some old prick." "Oh, so I guess he had it coming," Chris responded in an indignant tone. "Doesn't that turn you on?" Brian responded with two raised eyebrows. 'God, if this is going to be my life from now on, strike me down. Strike me down now', Chris thought as he nodded. "You know, my parents are out for the night." "Oh, how nice for you," Chris responded. "I know. It is nice," Brian responded as he knocked his fork off of the table. "Oh, let me pick that up," Brian added. Chris looked down and caught Brian trying to stare up his skirt. "What are you doing?" Chris asked as he crossed his legs. "I was picking up my fork." "Oh," Chris said as Brian blushed. The waitress handed them their dinners a few minutes later. They ate for a half an hour. As they finished eating, Chris's phone started to ring. He pulled his phone out of his pocketbook and looked at the caller's name. "Oh, I have to take this. Will you excuse me?" Chris asked. "Of course," Brian responded. His eyes followed Chris's shapely ass as Chris made his way outside. Chris flipped open the phone and said, "Hello, Kristi. What's going on?" "I dug through all of his stuff. It's not here." "Oh." "Don't be so disappointed. He still might give it to you at the end of the night." "Yes, I guess. You know that you could have worded that a little better." "Sorry," Kristi responded as she recalled how she phrased her reassuring statement. "Look, I have to go back to the table before he gets suspicious." "Good luck." "Thanks Kristi," Chris remarked as he hung up the phone. He turned and walked back into the diner and hurried back to Brian. Brian looked up at Chris and asked, "Who was that?" "My mother," Chris responded. "Oh. Well, we're pretty much done here. I just paid the bill, so we'll leave whenever you want to." "Let's go now." "Sure!" Brian responded as he raised his eyebrows. Brian drove them to his house. His eyes periodically veered off the road to exam the various curves of Chris's body. Brian's hand reached over and began to caress Chris's thigh. Chris tried valiantly to hide his displeasure, but he couldn't mask it. It did not matter though, because Brian wasn't looking at Chris. He was to busy driving and rubbing the inside of Chris's knee. They pulled up in front of Brian's home. Chris clutched his purse and stepped out of the car. Brian put his arm around Chris's shoulder and led him to the stoop. They walked up to the front door. Brian unlocked it and walked in and said, "Come in." Chris walked in, and Brian said, "Please, take a seat on the couch." Chris sat on the couch and heard Brian stirring something in the kitchen. He walked out with two margaritas in his hand. "Margaritas?" Chris asked. "Yes, I remembered what you said in school." "What did I say?" "You said that you loved fruity drinks, especially Margaritas." Chris took a small sip and it tasted off. He placed it aside, and Brian asked, "Don't you like it? I made it especially for you." "So, Brian, where's that coin that you promised me?" "I've got in my pocket, but you're not getting it until you do something for me." "What?" "I need you to give me a ride." "Come again." "I'd love to, but I haven't cum at all yet." Chris cringed at Brian's juvenile words. Brian placed his arm around Chris's neck. He started to grope at Chris's breasts and leaned in for a kiss. Chris's head pulled back as Brian lips moved in touch his. "That's it. I can't do this anymore," Chris's exclaimed as he jumped off the couch. He took a step in his heels, and he turned his ankle and fell to the floor. Brian grabbed him off the floor and threw him onto the couch. Chris started to scream and squeal as Brian continued to fondle him. Brian ripped off his pants, and started to pull at Chris's skirt. Chris tried to cross his thin legs as Brian's hand started to yank off Chris's blue panties. Brian hand suddenly pulled away. His sister leapt upon him. Brian struggled to get her off of his neck. Kristi saw the coin in his shirt pocket. Hoping that the coin would fall out, she tried to push his body down. However, he was too strong. He threw her off of his body, and she plummeted towards the wood floor. Chris jumped onto him. Brian threw him onto the ground. Brian bent down and clutched Chris's body and threw him onto the couch. Brian positioned himself over Chris's body. His body slumped on top of Chris's. The coin had already flung out of Brian's pocket and had slammed against the wall. "You're going to take it, and you're going to like it," Brian said as he clutched Chris's panties. Chris knocked Brian's hand away. Kristi lunged for the coin and imagined Chris as a man. Chris saw his manly body beneath Brian's. He pushed up at Brian. Brian shouted down at him, "I'm not giving back the coin. I'm going to sell it, and there's nothing you can do to stop me." Kristi slammed Brian in the face with a phone book. Chris leapt upon Brian and wrestled him to the ground. Brian kicked Chris in the family jewels, and Chris fell over in tears. Brian charged his frightened sister. She did the only thing she could think off. She tossed the coin at Chris. Chris got to his feet, and Brian rushed him. Brian caught Chris's hand. Brian yanked Chris's arm as Chris tried to break away from him. As Chris tried to pull away from him, Chris's mind was overcome with disgusted thoughts about what Brian had tried to do him. Suddenly, Brian's grip was gone. Chris fell back towards the mantle and slammed his head. He dropped to the floor, and Kristi rushed to his side. Chris was out cold. Kristi dialed 911. An ambulance rushed over, and the crew was able to get Chris conscious. They decided to take him to the hospital for a couple of tests. Kristi picked the coin off of the floor as the paramedics rushed him away from the scene. The cops interviewed her, and she called her parents. They rushed home and picked Kristi up. They all went to the hospital to visit Chris. Chris was discharged to his parents after a couple of tests were administered. Kristi's mother asked him, "What happened?" "I don't know." "You'll have to excuse my son. The doctors said that he suffered some short term memory loss," Chris's father stated. "We should sue," Chris's mother declared. "No, we shouldn't. I'm fine. Everything's all right. Oh, and Mrs. Jones, I already told the cops that I'm not pressing charges," Chris said with a solemn expression. "We're sorry. We'll make sure that they don't get that kind of alone time again. I don't how it could have slipped my mind," Mr. Jones said. "No need to apologize," Chris's father responded as he playfully elbowed his son's left arm. Chris turned to Kristi and kissed her goodbye. Chris's parents took him home, and he went to bed. Kristi and her parent's strolled to their car a few minutes after Chris left the hospital. Her mother sat down in the passenger seat and sipped on the cup of coffee that Kristi had bought her for a dollar and 25 cents. Kristi had been too disheveled to realize what she was doing at the time. She handed over the coin to a cashier, just like some random person had done earlier in the deli. Kristi followed her parents into her house. Her father announced that he badly needed to go the bathroom shortly after they walked through the door. Kristi rolled her eyes at his statement. Her mother walked into the living room, and something immediately caught her eye. She rushed over and stared down at the floor. Brian didn't know what happened to him. He was lying motionless on the floor, and he couldn't seem to talk. Kristi's mother glanced down at him nervously as Kristi entered the room. The middle-aged woman reached down and pulled him off the floor. She turned to Kristi and shouted, "Honey, for God sakes, don't leave these where your Daddy can find them!" "I'm sorry mom," Kristi responded as her mother crumpled the blue pair of panties in her hand. She walked past Kristi and threw the panties into the hamper as she made her way towards her bedroom. Kristi, exhausted from a difficult day, trampled up the stairs and went to bed. It took Kristi five days to remember what she did with the coin. She called Chris and told him that she had accidentally gotten rid of it. She braced for the worst, but he seemed relieved. As his memory returned, he regretted ever finding it. He knew what it had really done. He knew the trouble it caused. Kristi's memories were changed. She remembers playing with the coin all night. She told Chris that they used it to reshape their forms. She also thinks that Chris tripped as he took a step in a pair of heels. She remembers placing them on his feet, and she blamed herself for his accident. It took Chris a long time to convince her that it was not her fault. Except for Chris, no one remembers Brian. Chris knows where he is, but he's never mentioned it to Kristi. He loves her, and he doesn't want to hurt her. 'If she thinks she's only child, then so be it,' he reasoned. He often laughs when he sees her wear those panties. He often rubs himself against them, and he wonders what Brian must be thinking. However, those thoughts dissipate once his lips touch his beloveds.