Danielle Logan the Teenage Witch The Beginning of the Spell Disease
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~~Freaky_Girl
Part 2
I looked at my sister. Her beautiful face was still feminine but on her
upper lip, things were growing. Hair was growing, but at first it was
blond and you couldn't see it. But as time progressed, it grew darker and
darker. Within 5 minutes, Alex had a thick, dark brown moustache. I
looked at her face stunned at what I was seeing.
She looked in the mirror and started to cry.
"Alex, it's not that bad. You can get it laser removed."
"Danny, shut up. That's not the end of it."
Alex turned toward me again and this time turned so you could see the
side of her face. Two patches of hair were growing in the form of
sideburns on the side of her head. I watched for 3 minutes and couldn't
believe what I saw. The sideburns would make any bald man jelious and her
dark brown moustache grew longer, thicker, and fuller. Soon it was so
thick and full that it could have won her first prize in a moustache
growing contest. The hair on her head went from light brown to dark
brown. I thought that the hair on her face would stop growing, but it
only got worse. The sideburns grew until they met on her chin. Then the
moustache connected and a small goatee grew until it was as thick, full,
and luscious as her sideburns and moustache.
"Danny, do you see what I mean?"
"Yeah. But that's not the only thing I see." Her face froze with an
expression of pure horror
"Oh my GOD! What is that pain?!?"
I looked at her tight jeans to see a small bulge forming. It grew larger
with each passing minute. Alex was groaning with the pain of it.
"Great." She screamed."This is just freakin' great. Now on top of being a
bearded freak, I have a dick."
"Try shaving again." I suggested.
"And how is that going to help me with having a dick?"
"It's not. But maybe you can try to solve the hairy situation." I laughed
at my own joke.
"Stop laughing. It's not funny at all. I'll never be accepted at school
again. I'm a freak!"
"Just try shaving again, ok? You never know. It might work."
Alex relucantly agreed and once again shaved her face. She looked in the
mirror and rubbed her hand aganist the smooth skin.
"Hey, you're right. It did work. But I'm still the freak girl with a
dick."
"I can't help you fix that."
"It's good to feel you skin being so smoot.........holy crap!" Alex
screamed. This time the panic was obvious.
The moustache had begun grow again. This time it went from being a thick,
lushious moustache to a thick, full, lushious beard. The brown beard was
down to Alex's mid-stomach and is was something that most men would kill
for. Also, her light brown hair grew out and was down to the end of her
back. Her beard was over a foot and a half long and it looked as if it
could keep on growing.
"Danny, what the fuck did you do?"
"What did I do? I did nothing. You were the one drinking. " I smirked. I
was enjoying seeing my sister suffer like this. After I found out I was a
witch, I had done many things to get even with her. This was the icing on
the cake. This was the worst possible thing that could happen to Alex.
Even worse than if our mom found out if Alex had ever lost her virginity.
"What am I going to do? I can't go to school like this. It would be worse
than death. I would be the laughing stock of the entire school!" Alex
sobbed. The bulge in her pants began to grow larger and Alex moaned with
pain that could have been mixed with the slightest bit of pleasure.
"I've waited forever for this moment. The day you wouldn't be perfect
anymore."
"This isn't funny." Alex sobbed, tears running down her cheeks. "You're a
witch, fix this."
"What if I don't want to?"
"You've got to. I can't go to school looking like this tomorrow."
I smiled a smug smile. "Of course I'll help you." I said, my voice sickly
sweet. "That's what a younger sister is for."
"I knew you would." Alex said, her beard moving with her smile.
"Just sit down and I'll fix everything." I knew what I was going to do
was wrong, but I figured now's a good time for payback.
I went to my room, looking for something witchy to use. I found a spell
book ,some weird looking potions, other magic things, and a mirror lying
on my bed. "They weren't there a minute ago." I said out loud. I snatched
them up and brought them into the bathroom. My sister looked the same as
when I left her. Beard, dick, and everything else.
"Now you promise to help me?" She begged.
"Of course. That's what sisters are for." I said sweetly. Her triumph
would be short lived and I would enjoy every minute of her suffering. I
tied a scarf around her eyes so she couldn't see anything and put wax in
her ears so she couldn't hear me. I opened the spell book and a slip of
paper fell out. I picked it up and read:
Spell Disease (a.k.a. Gender Spell Disease) : causes females to have
certian male physical traits. causes males to have certian female
physical traits. is highly contagious and if left untreated will cause
total transformation. Can be spread by any physical touching. (ex. sex,
kissing, etc.) Symptoms include itching of the genital areas and other
symptoms.
That Sorceress was right! The Spell Disease is a hazard to worldly
society. However, my sister was in a situation that only comes once in a
lifetime. A chance to catch her in her deepest hole. I wasn't going to
pass on this oppertunity and threw the paper in the garbage.
"The first thing I need to do is fix the mirror so that no matter what I
do to her, she'll see herself as she was before the Spell Disease." I
flipped through the pages to find a spell called 'See Before, Not After.'
"That's perfect!" I said, holding the mirror in my right hand. I read the
incantation and the mirror glowed for a minute or two, then it went back
to being the normal mirror. I took one of the potions and looked though
the Potion Book (what a creative name) to see what it was. I had only 20
minutes before Mom came home, so I threw the book aside. I didn't care
what the potion did, as long as it made her life miserable. I opened the
lid of the smallest bottle, pink smoke came out and wafted toward the
open window. I found a nurse's needle and filled it with the pink liquid.
I closed my eyes and stuck the needle into the side of Alex's thigh and
she jolted up then slumped down again.
"Shit." I said aloud, then mumbled under my breath, " I probably killed
her and Mom will come home and see my with a needle in my hand, thinking
I killed her." I looked at Alex. She was stirring, but still too unaware
to make conscious decisions. I looked at her beard and her hair. It
wasn't growing but it was changing colors. Her once beautiful brown beard
was being invaded by gray and white hairs. I also noticed that her bulge
was growing larger and she started to moan and her hand automatically
went down to her crotch. I wasn't enjoying watching my sister fondle
herself, so I just shoved the bottle of bluish-green liquid in her mouth.
Alex swallowed it and the effects were immediate. Her body began to shake
and then the seziures stopped. "Weird." I thought. I looked at Alex one
last time before undoing her blindfold. Her salt and pepper beard had
been reduced in size to about a foot inches but her dick had been
pressing hard against her super tight pants to the point where it wasn't
something you could miss. I laughed at the sight of my sister hung like a
horse and a bearded girl. I undid the blindfold and handed her the
mirror.
"I didn't do such a bad job, did I?" I said, trying to sound sincere.
Alex looked in the mirror and then grinned her famous grin.
"Danny, how did you do this? I look exactly as I did before drinking that
wine thing." She flicked her now salt and pepper hair around and left the
bathroom.
"It's going to be an intresting day at school tomorrow." I said, watching
my sister leave.
I woke up the next morning and wondered if this had been some kind of
sick dream. Unfortunately, it hadn't been. I got out of bed and walked
down the hallway to my sister's room. She was still sleeping, but I
noticed that her beard was that chocolate brown again, the same color as
her hair. I had hoped that she would go to school looking exactly like
she had the night before. She was, in some way. I could see she still had
her foot-long beard and she probably still had her dick, but the gray and
white hairs weren't there anymore. I walked out of her room and got ready
for school. We both walked downstairs and I had hoped that my mom would
notice her eldest daughter with two slightly out of place appendages. To
my surprise, my mom didn't act like anything was wrong with Alex. She
even said that it was so cute how Alex had straightened her hair and
hadn't used too much foundation. We ate our breakfast in silence and I
washed the dishes.
"I'll wait for you two in the car." Mom said as she grabbed her keys of
the end table in the living room. Alex looked out the window and made
sure Mom had dissapeared into the garage. She motioned to me to meet her
in the pantry.
"What Alex?" I said. I was impatient to see what life in school would be
like for her after everyone saw her.
"I just wanted to thank you." Her beard moving and swaying with her mouth
as she talked. "You've fixed this problem."
"Anytime Alex." I said, as she picked up her purse and headed to the
garage. "Anytime"
My mom dropped us off at school. She leaned back and kissed Alex really
quick on the cheek. Mom always did that to us kids. She still did it to
Alex, forgetting Alex was almost leaving for college. We had a half-day,
which meant that we got out of school at 12:30 pm. I didn't see Victoria
or Marina all day and that made the day seem so much longer. I had nobody
to talk to until last period. Mr. Martinez, our US History II teacher,
introduced a new kid into our class. He was about 5'6", athletic, and
extremely handsome. Yes, I don't use modern day words such as "hot" that
much. He was part Cuban and when I heard his name, my heart stopped.
"Class, this is Adam Rodreguez. He just moved here from Miami."
I couldn't believe it. This kid, who must have been 16-17, looked like a
younger version of my second favorite actor (and my favorite character)
from CSI:Miami. Mr. Martinez had the class quieted down and then spoke
again.
"Adam is new, so make him feel welcome. Adam, go sit next to Miss Logan."
Adam walked over and took the desk next to me. I felt color rising to my
cheeks, but I did my best not to notice.
"Hey." He said. I had a mental shock at that moment. 'Holy crap,' I
thought. 'He even sounds like the real Adam Rodreguez.' I didn't say
anything to him at all in History class. I was glad when the bell rang
and I rushed out of my class. I had the rest of the day to relax and
chill with my friends. I went to my locker and grabbed my backpack. I
looked at Alex's locker. She normally was talking to her friend Miranda,
who had the locker next to her. I walked over to Miranda.
"Miranda, have you seen Alex?"
Miranda looked at me, her eyes glancing at my clothes. Miranda's parents
bought her name brand clothes and she looked at my like I was a poor
child.
"No." She said and flounced off to find her boyfriend. Great, I've been
snobbed again. Well, it's not the first time. I walked toward the gym,
hoping she would be there. Alex was on the cheerleading squad so I
thought that maybe the had practice. The lights were off in the gym, but
there was a small patch of light coming from behind a pile of gym mats. I
open the gym doors, hoping no one would notice I snuck in, and walked
quietly over to the pile. I hear noices which seemed to be moaning and
some sort of sucking noise coming from the pile. I reached the mats and
pulled one off the heap. I was shocked at what I saw.
"Alex!" I screamed.
Alex and Joseph Higgins, who was a known playboy and football star, were
almost completely naked and were lying on top of each other. Alex's bra
was almost off and Joe had only his boxers on. Alex's short skirt that
she had worn to school today was still on, but it was a tight skirt. It
didn't hide the dick she had, which had looked as if it were bigger. I
wondered if Joe noticed that. Her beard was gone, except for a few faint
wispy hairs on her chin. Joe didn't seem to notice that Alex had stopped
kissing him. He was still kissing her lips when he saw me standing there.
"Alex, who's this?" He asked.
"That's my sister."
"What's she doing here?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
"Well, if she's staying, I'm leaving." Joe picked up his pile of clothes
and went into the boys locker room.
I was staring at Alex, dumbfounded at what I had just seen. Alex put her
shirt back on and walked out of the gym. I ran after her and caught up
with her two blocks from school.
"What was that?" I spat out. I was mad. This wasn't supposed to happen.
Alex looked like something from a circus freak show. Her beard was gone
and I noticed that her "dick bump" was all but gone. How could she go
from bearded and hung like a horse, to beardless and still hung like a
horse, now to beardless and almost dickless? Something wasn't right.
"That," Alex said "Was me making out with Joe and almost having sex."
"He didn't see that you looked like a freak? What's wrong with that kid?"
"I don't know." She said. "But he's having a party at his house and I'm
going."
I looked at her, eyebrows raised. "You're going the way you are?" I
opened the front door.
Alex walked passed me up to her room. I heard the door slam and drawers
opening. I plopped down on the couch and opened my backpack. I had
homework and I wasn't going to let her distract me. My grades were better
than hers and I also had a headache, so I wanted to finish it before it
got worse. Alex's door opened and she walked down the stairs. She was
wearing a tight black mini skirt and a light pink low-cut, V-neck halter,
with black sandals.
"You're leaving then?" I asked, not looking up from my Algebra II
homework.
"I'm not a hazzard to society. I have no beard and the dick is just a
tiny bump above my...you know. It looks like a wart. No big deal. See ya,
sis." And with that she walked out of the house.
I had finished all my homework and was laying on my bed. My headache had
gotten worse and Advil hadn't help. I didn't eat dinner and fell asleep
around 6 p.m. and when I woke up, it was about 2 a.m. Alex hadn't gotten
back and I was sure Mom didn't know she was at a party. I drifted back to
sleep and heard a knock at my window at 2:45 a.m.
"Who's there?" I said, grogy from lack of sleep.
"It's me." the voice said.
"Oh. It's you Alex."
Alex crawled through my window and I was shocked at her state. Her mini
skirt was wrinkled and her hair was messy. She was probably drunk and I
knew that she had probably done things I didn't even want to think about.
I helped her to my bed and she soon fell asleep. I was tired and I fell
back asleep too.
The weekend passed and nothing exciting happened. All I could think about
was that Adam kid. It was kind of scary that he looked, sounded, and
acted like a younger version of the actual actor Adam Rodreguez. It was
like something I could only DREAM about. Sunday night rolled around and I
was busy getting my clothes ready for school when I noticed the little
old lady sitting on my bed.
"Holy crap. What are you doing here?"
"Didn't I warn you?" the old lady said.
"Warn me about what?"
"The disease. Your own pride has blinded you, Danielle. You've unleashed
a monster."
"So the whole bottle thing was the Disease?"
"That's for you to decide. I'm on the last few days of my life. You have
to take care." And with that the little old sorceress faded away until
there was nothing but a pile of dust where she was sitting. I picked up
the dustpan and brush from my closet and swept the dust into my garbage
can. I thought about what the old woman had said. Maybe my sister had had
a bout of the disease and then it went away. It was probably nothing
major. The old sorceress was just saying that to make me scared. Well it
isn't going to work, I said to myself. I finished putting my clothes out
and got ready for bed. I sat in my dish chair reading and fell asleep. I
woke up the next morning and got ready for school. The week passed,
growing colder as fall grew closer to winter. I got up the courage to
talk to Adam in History class. We eventually found that we had a lot of
things in common and I promised to IM him over the weekend. The weekend
passed, Alex going out and coming back home late. It was Sunday night
when I realized that the little old witch had visited me a week ago. "I
knew she was lying." I said outloud as I got into bed. "Nothing happened
and nothing is going to happen." With that, I drifted off to sleep.
It must have been two fifteen on Monday morning when I heard a knock on
my door.
"Who is it?" I asked, groggy from being woken up.
"It's Alex." I heard something in her voice and knew somehthing wasn't
right. She crept through the door and stood next to the bed.
"What's wrong, Alex?"
"Something's wrong. "
"Sit down and tell me." Alex sat down on the bed and I sat across from
her in my chair.
"I have a confession to make."
"At two-fifteen at night?"
"Yes. When I went to the party at Joe's house, I had a really good time.
I drank and I guess I was really drunk when it happened."
"What happened Alex?"
"Joe wanted to make out and I was all for it, so we went into his room
and he shut the door. He started to kiss me and I responded. Then he
started kissing harder and we were both drunk, so we started undressing
each other. I mean, I had thought that losing my virginity would hurt,
but it only hurt for a second. Then it was like paradise. So after Joe I
had sex with a bunch more guys. It was so fun!" Alex said, a huge smile
crept across her face. Even in the darkness of the room, I could tell she
was smiling. But then suddenly, her smile dissaperaed and she fell of the
bed, her hand around her waist.
"Alex, are you alright?" She didn't answer. She was flat out on her back
and I noticed that her body was going into spasms. It lasted for a few
minutes and to me it seemed that the room was spinning. Alex's body
stopped shaking and I sat up, shaken from what had just happened. A
pamphlet-like paper was on my lap. It read:
What To Do If You Have Gender Spell Disease: The Beginning Stages
Stage 1: Lips of vagina turn bright red and start to itch.
Stage 2: Small bump will form about vagina opening.
Stage 3: Vagina starts to grow smaller and the small bump will begin to
grow.
The pamphlet ended at that. Great, I thought, it doesn't even give more
information. But as I looked at Alex on the floor, I thought that how can
it be possible. Girls just don't just grow dicks. I erased that thought
as Alex began to stir.
"Alex, are you ok?"
She opened her eyes. "Yeah, I'm ok. But you know what, my vagina's
itchy."
"What am I supposed to do about it?"
"I need to scratch it." Alex took her pajama pants off and then took her
underwear off. I covered my eyes with my hand. I wasn't going to look
until I heard Alex gasp.
"Danny! What the fuck is happening?"
I opened my eyes and looked. Alex was looking at her vagina. The outer
lips were red and she kept itching it. I looked around for the pamphlet
thing and was looking under the bed when I heard Alex scream.
"OMG!! OH MY FLIPPING GOD!!" Alex was kneeling on her knees. In her hand
was a little sac. In that sac were two balls, about the size of M&M's. I
could see a little raised bump in between the two balls and knew that
Alex was at Stage 2.
"Alex, you're growing a dick."
"Yes! I can obvisoulsly feel that. Do I have that disease thing? Danny,
answ......oha.............." Alex moaned as her vagina seemed to pulse
and shrink a little in size. Her "manhood" was now four inches, around
the size of a young boy's. The two M&M sized balls were now the size of a
normal young boys's and the other "equipment" that came along with a
young boy's genitalia.
"Wow Alex! You're really funny looking." I said. I was laughing so hard
and I knew that it couldn't be the disease. I wouldn't be laughing this
hard if it was.
"How am I supposed to go to school. All of the clothes in my closet are
tight fitting. What am I going to do?"
I looked at Alex. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she was curled
up in a tight ball.
"Alex, I can't help you. I don't think it's the disease, but I don't
know." I was stairing at her upper lip. Again, a thin and light hairline
was growing. I wasn't going to tell her. She was already in hysterics and
I had to calm her down first.
"Alex, relax. You need to go back to sleep. We have school and you're
going to have to get up in two and a half hours." I said, getting tired
myself. 'I NEED SLEEP!' I could feel my brain screaming. Alex got up and
went to her room. I got back into bed went back to sleep.
My alarm clock went off at 6:00 a.m. I got out of bed and washed my face
before Alex had even gotten out of bed. I saw her get out of bed as I was
walking to my bedroom and didn't say anything. She had a five o'clock
shadow and the moustache that was of a teenage boy in puberty. I dressed
and went downstairs for breakfast. I looked at my mom and I gasped in
shock. My mom was sporting a thick blond goatee which covered her whole
chin.
"Um, good morning Mom." I said, sitting down at the table eating my
Frosted Flakes. This was weird and I began to think. Maybe this is the
disease, I thought to myself, and since Mom kissed Alex good-bye that one
day maybe she got it from Alex. Alex came down stairs and sat down at the
kitchen table. She looked the same as when I had seen her after I got out
of the bathroom. Alex sat down and immedately jumped up. She was wearing
a baby blue wrap skirt with lace and ruffels all over it. I was guessing
it was to hide her new "equipment" and she sat down again, her legs
spread open a little. We both had Mom drive us to school and we said
good-bye. Mom's goatee was now a long blonde beard. She kept stroking it
and she gave a little moan of delight as she and us watched it grow a few
inches every time the car was stopped. I walked into first period just as
the bell had rung and I fell asleep watching the boring movie my teacher
had put in. The bell rung and Adam was standing at my locker. I felt
color rise to my cheeks and I looked around for someone in case I
collapsed.
"Hey." Adam said in his voice which gave me a sudden urge to watch my
CSI:Miami DVDs.
"Hey. How are you?" I felt my voice shaking, but I ignored it.
"I'm good. Going to gym class?"
"Yeah. Mr. Dawson's my gym teacher. He's so mean!"
"I have Mrs. Cayman next period. She's ok, but she seems like she's
always PMSing."
"She does, now that you mention it." I smiled. At least I could talk to
him like a normal human being. A group of girls passed us talking and
slowed down to look at Adam. Half of the girls in school were in love
with him and I was his best friend here. I supposed I should feel lucky,
but I wasn't. I just felt lucky that he understands me. Out of nowhere,
Adam took me in his arms and gave me a hug. We normally hugged each
other, but this hug was different. It was an intimate hug, a loving hug
in a sense of speaking.
"That was unexpected." I said, closing my locker door.
"So is this." Adam said and he kissed me lightly on the cheek. Then he
walked away to his Chem Lab class, leaving me in a moment of shock. I ran
off to gym class before I was late, but that kiss was driving me crazy. I
went into the locker room and changed for gym. All the kids taking gym
now, some seniors, juniors, and sophmores, were sitting in their "squads"
as their teachers took attendance. The freshman were in health, so I
noticed that the amount of people in this gym period was smaller. But
other things were different in gym too. Chad Morgan, one of the kids who
Alex had slept with, was looking a little shorter and his chest was
considerably bigger. He had two large DD-cup breasts and some of the
other juniors in his class were looking at him and laughing. He had a
massive bulge in his tight gym shorts. Judging from the information Alex
had given me that I didn't need to know, it looked as if it had grown.
Micheal Jones, another junior Alex had slept with was looking a little
haggard. His jet black hair seemed longer and his face more feminine. His
normally rock solid abs seemed to protrude into a "pudge" that women had.
A jet black beard that normally framed his face was shorter and lighter.
Al Raymond was totally different looking. Alex was fidgeting alot as she
was waiting for us to all begin class. I knew she had a little boy's
penis, but did it grow and it was hard for her to sit or something? We
went outside and played kickball, juniors and seniors against the
sophmores. Sophmores won and all us girls went back into the locker room.
We changed and I didn't see my sister. The bell rang and I looked in the
way back of the locker room. I found my sister there, sitting on the
bench and staring at the ground.
"Danny, you've got to help me. Please help me." Her make-up was running
down her face and she was crying.
"Danny, I can't live with........with...........this!" She lifted her
skirt up and I covered my eyes. I wasn't one for looking at people's
private parts, even my own sister's. I forced myself to look and sure
enough, I was regetting it. Alex's new "equipment" wasn't one of a little
boy's anymore. It was that of a young man's. The small four inch
"manhood" was now like eight or nine inches long. And it that long
flaccid and soft. When it was hard, I didn't even need to know how long
it was. And her light facial hair was darker and formed more of a Santa
style facial hair growth pattern.
"Alex, I know I'm a witch and this probably is that Spell Disease thingy.
I don't know how to solve it. I can't help you as much as I want to." I
felt really bad inside. I know knew that making fun of my sister was
over, but I couldn't figure out what to do.
"It's horrible. I mean in first period, which was fine arts, we were
drawing nude people and my crotch began to hurt. I put my hand discretly
on it and I felt it growing. I saw the front of my skirt start to tent up
and I knew it was getting hard. It took forever to go down. Then during
gym when we were running, it fell out of place and was flopping around my
hips. I had to run back to the locker room and when I took my panties
off, it was like this." She started crying again and I looked at the
ceiling. Great, I thought to myself, now what am I going to do?
To be continued................
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