The Sacred Tunnel Pt 03
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She emerged from the terminal and into the streets of New York City,
right in front of Madison Square Garden. Unsure of what exactly to look
for, she stood frozen in front of the door as throngs of people passed by
without notice. She took a deep breath and analyzed her situation. She
was once a he, now standing in a skirt in a once familiar city that now
seemed huge and menacing. The discomfort she felt in her new body warped
the sites and scenery into an imposing force, a world that was unsettling
and frightening. She shivered as the breeze played with her skirt and new
hair.
Looking around she caught a glimpse of a young girl holding a sign that
read "Jeremy." The girl had the familiar auburn hair and vaguely familiar
face of Jayne, but she had the body poster of a girl just growing into
the body of womanhood. The new Jessica walked over to the girl holding
the sign.
"Jeremy?"
"It's Jessica now. We might as well get used to it for the time being."
"Jessica? Pretty name."
"That's not necessarily helping."
"I'm sorry," her friend sighed. "Wow, I can't believe this is you. I
mean, it does look like you, I guess. You look like you'd be your own
sister."
"Thanks? I'm sorry if I don't sound too pleased."
"I understand. I'm not too thrilled about this change as well."
They stood in silence under the eyes of the surrounding buildings.
Jessica wrapped her arms around herself to fight off the chills of the
breeze.
"You really should have dressed warmer. It gets a lot colder in the
city."
"I didn't pick this out. I didn't pick any of this." Jessica was
struggling to hold back her frustration.
"Here, let's go home and talk. Get you out of public, relax a little. My
parents are going out for a bit so we can talk."
Jayne signaled down a cab, they hoped in and headed for her apartment.
The whole ride Jessica uncomfortably shifted in her seat, crossing and
uncrossing her legs in an effort to feel normal. With every shift she
felt the fabric of her panty liner, which only heightened her feelings of
unease.
They got off in front of the apartment and headed upstairs to Jayne's
room. Her apartment was fairly nice, 2 floors with her parent's bedroom
and her room on the second. The kitchen, family room and dining room were
all on the first.
Jayne's room was typical of a girl her age, a girly pink room slowly
making the transition to teenaged style. There were still stuffed animals
and a couple dolls, but they were pushed out of the way in favor of
makeup, notebooks and a computer desk.
"Do you want to change?" was the first thing Jayne asked.
"More than anything."
The girls unzipped Jessica's new bag searching for something that would
make the petit young woman feel less like a petit young woman. There were
hip hugging jeans, tank tops, skirts and shorts that seemed to Jessica to
be impossibly small. There was also a vast collection of panties, bras
and a container of pads and tampons.
"You aren't on your..." Jayne trailed off.
"I am," Jessica blushed. This had been the most shocking of her sudden
transition.
"Oh my gosh!" Jayne pulled her hands over her mouth, horrified.
"Please, don't make a big deal out of this. It's already mortifying."
"No! I didn't mean to... I mean... Geeze," Jayne snapped away. Jessica
notice she looked very upset, moreso than she was.
"Look, I didn't mean to sound harsh. Honestly, don't be upset."
"No! I mean, this is too much. I'm so sorry!"
"There's nothing you have to be sorry about. It's not your fault."
"No! It is!" Jayne started to tear up.
"What?" Jessica was more confused than anything.
"Oh god. Listen, I know this might sound crazy, but what's happened is
crazy! This is the only thing that could make any sense out of this."
"What are you talking about?" Jessica was starting to get upset over what
Jayne was saying.
"Listen, I knew things weren't working out for us. I know we'd started to
drift apart, that our phone calls were becoming more reminders of our
distance instead of a tool to keep our bond. I was desperate and kinda
crazy, but I didn't want it to be that way. I had no idea it would work,
and I never intended it to work this way!" Jayne was sobbing as she
frantically paced the room.
"What are you talking about! Calm down! What would work?"
"I had found a book in the library. An old book. A stupid book. A stupid
book of spells that could never be real. Spells don't work! But I made a
wish that we could be closer, that we could be together forever, closer
than we'd ever been. I found a spell that promised that, and out of
curiosity and dumb hope I recited it. That was a week ago! Then, this
afternoon, I woke up like this!"
"You what! You couldn't have! No. That can't be the case. That would
never have worked." Jessica was in a panic now. It really couldn't have
worked. Magic wasn't real. But there really was no other explanation. I
mean, they were closer now, they were cousins. They were also the same
age, the same sex.
"It did work! Look at you! Look at me! There's pictures of us all over
the house! Try to think back to your past, there's memories of us
together like this, growing up together!"
It was true. When Jessica thought about it she could recall them playing
dress up, playing with dolls, sharing secrets. They had shared everything
together when they were younger. When Jessica had moved out to
Connecticut, they had discovered the internet and there were memories of
them staying up to all hours of the night chatting. They had gone to camp
together every summer. Jayne was even there when Jessica had first kissed
a boy!
"And we even have the same period!" Jayne cried.
"I... I need a moment," Jessica was in shock. She took a pair of sweat
pants and a t-shirt into the bathroom and left her new cousin sobbing in
the body of her 14 year old self.
"I'm sorry," Jessica, defeated and distraught, whispered.
Kaidence
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