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A Changed Life Jennifer slowly stretched as she woke from the night's sleep. The sun was just starting to stream in thru the filmy curtains covering the window of her bedroom. From downstairs, she could hear her mother calling to her to get up. Jenny was a typical eighteen year old girl. She had been a cheerleader in high school, popular with the boys, even dated one of the football team (which worked out nicely for her since she had to attend every football game and could watch her boyfriend play). He had taken her to the senior prom which she enjoyed because it gave her the chance to get all dressed up. In her closet was the gown she and her mother had picked out for her. Pictures had been taken of the two of them together that night and she still had the corsage he had given her as mementos of that night. In school, it was just understood that Jennifer and Brad were a couple and it was "hands off" for everyone else. They were as committed to each other as any young high school couple could be. So often before school began, between classes, during lunch, and after school, they were with each other. If they weren't out on a date together on a Friday night, there was something going on with one or the other. Today was a big day for her. She and her mother were going to spend part of the day getting their hair and nails done. It was the day Jennifer would graduate from high school. But it was also going to be a very special day in another way. There were big surprises in store for her. Oh, there were two things that no one except Jennifer knew. First she was facing attended the local community college as an unwed mother. She has just found out she was pregnant. It must have happened one night a couple of weeks before the prom. Thankfully the prom had happened well before she would start to show and she was still able to fit in her dress. And second, she had not always been a girl. The change occurred when she was 16, just two short years earlier. Before the change, she had been Jeremy. Jeremy was a typical sixteen year old boy. He loved sports, although he was never good enough to be on a team. He had tried out for the school's football team but he was not big enough for a lineman and he was not fast enough to be a back. He tried out for the basketball team, but he was not tall enough to be a forward or the center. His lack of speed and ability kept him from being a guard on the team. The coach took pity on him and allowed him to be a trainer. His job was to help the coach in any way needed. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. At 5'6" tall, he was average height. And while some of the taller boys made fun of him because of it, most of the time it was done the way boys always joke around with each other. And he often gave as good as he got. The day had started out almost perfect. Jeremy had received some money for his birthday and gotten his license on the first try. Now he was on his way to the mall to spend that money. He felt so good about it all. He had money and was able to drive himself. It had been with reluctance that his parents had agreed to let him go, but they knew that he would have to get more experience driving. So, it was with the understanding that Jeremy would be careful, his father handed him the keys to his car and let him take off. Driving down side streets because he wanted to make his first time driving alone last, he came to a street he had never been on. As he turned onto it, he noticed a two story brick building about half way down the block. From the windows in the front, it was obvious the building was a store of some kind. What really attracted Jeremy's notice was the wording on those windows. It read "New and Used Books Bought and Sold". Intrigued, he got turned around and found a parking spot not too far from the shop. After he parked and made sure to lock his car, he walked back to the shop and went in. As he opened the door, a small bell tinkled, announcing his arrival. The smell of old musty books and dust assailed him as he entered. The lighting was dim from the number of shelves blocking what light there was. When the bell sounded, an old man appeared from behind the counter where he had been reading. His skin was pale in color from spending too much time indoors with his books. He had a long gray beard that reached to the middle of his chest. His body was thin and appeared to be frail, but there was something about the way he walked that said "I am a lot stronger in body and mind than I may seem." "Good day young sir. How may I help you? Is there something special you are interested in? Something I may help you find?" "Oh, no thank you. If you don't mind, I want to just look around. You certainly have a lot of books here." "This is the largest used book store in the city and maybe even the state. Just take your time and, once again, let me know if you need any help." As he wondered up and down the aisles between the shelves loaded with books, Jeremy noticed that the books had been sorted according to genre. He found categories such as history, science, science fiction, self- help, romance (yuck!), sports, and religion. Then, just as he rounded the end of one shelf at the farthest corner of the store, he came upon a section labeled "occult". There he found books that had titles that indicated they were about different sorts of things like predicting the future, hexes, and spells. One particular book caught his attention. Of all the books on the shelves, this one seemed to call to him. It appeared to be extremely old and yet in remarkably good condition. The title on the spine could not be read as the lettering had faded. It had a brass clasp that held the book closed. Carefully, almost with a reverence, Jeremy took the book off the shelf. Even as big as it was, it was surprisingly light. Holding it in his hands, he sensed something special about it. As he looked, the lettering on the front began to move and rearrange until the title could be read. It simply said "Spells and Incantations". Sitting down on the floor, Jeremy placed the book on his lap, unfastened the old clasp and, gently opened the book. The smell of age emanated from it. The pages were yellow but still readable, once the letters stopped moving, rearranging themselves. Turning to a page at random, the pages crinkling as he did, he read the title "Them". Intrigued, he read more. What he read was "This spell allows the one that casts it to be in more than one place at a time. With this spell in place, multiple tasks can be performed at the same time." He thought "that would be great at times." Then with a slight smile, he thought, "maybe I could even be my own team for baseball or football. Or, I could double date the twins! Two of me would mean twice the fun." He found a page labeled "Levitation" which would allow the reader to cause an object to float above the ground. He just had to try this. Taking a second book from the shelf and placing it on the floor in front of him, he started to concentrate on it as he read the words in the book. With the first time thru, the second book raised a couple of inches off the floor. The second time, he recited the words; it lifted about a foot more. And when he spoke the words a third time, the book went almost to the ceiling. Other things in the book on his lap included teleportation, invisibility and transformation. Each one had two parts. Again, there was one for an object or person, and one for the reader. "I have got to take this book!" So, with the book in hand, he made his way back to the counter and the old man. Placing the book on the counter along with a book that he had noticed (a collection of science fiction stories) he announced to the man behind the counter "sir, I would like to buy these two books. That is if the price isn't too high." When the old man saw which two books Jeremy had selected, his face grew a bit pale. Lifting the book of spells, he asked "are you sure about this one?" "Oh yes. I really want it." "It is very expensive." "As long as it isn't more than the amount I got for my birthday, I'll buy it." The old man's face grew even paler if that were possible. "What did you just say?" "I'm using my birthday money to buy this book. It is my sixteenth birthday and my grandparents sent me some money so I could buy myself a present." Turning his head to one side, the old man said with a note of irritation, "Yes yes. I heard what he said. And I do know what it means. Now leave me alone." Then to Jeremy, he said, "the store has a policy of awarding young people with a free book in honor of their sixteenth birthday. So, if you are certain you want this old book, I have to give it to you for no charge. But I would ask one more time, are you sure you want this book?" "Yes I do want it. And I thank you." "Very well young sir, if you insist. It is yours. But I caution you to be very careful about what you read in it. And remember, it can be extremely dangerous to try two or three of these things at the same time. That will be Five dollars for the other book." Reaching into his back pocket, Jeremy took out his wallet, removed a five dollar bill and handed it to the man. The old man stuffed both books into a bag, handed the bag and the sales slip to Jeremy. Then he said "remember, the store cannot be held responsible for the results of anything you try from that book." Getting a little put out, Jeremy snapped, "yea yea yea. Whatever", took the bag and left the shop. From there, Jeremy then went to the mall as was his original intension and found the video game store where the two newest games he wanted could be found. With what little money he had left, he bought both of them and, finally made his way back home. As he turned into the driveway, he saw that the other car was gone. "I guess Mom has gone to the store." At least that would give him a chance to sneak the book on magic into his room before his parents could see it and ask him about it. Entering the front door, he called out "MOM. DAD. Anyone here?" There was no answer. To make sure he was alone, he called out again. And again there was no answer. Rushing up stairs to his room, he was eager to look at that special book he had gotten. That is until he realized he was hungry. In all the excitement of the day, he had forgotten to get some lunch. On the refrigerator, he found a note stating that his father had taken his mother to a movie and then to take care of a few errands. They should be back between 7:00 and 8:00. He would be alone for the next 3 or 4 hours. During that time, he planned on trying out some of the things found in the book. Taking a plate of cookies and a soda to his room, he sat on the bed and once again opened the book. This time the page he found said "Teleportation." As he read the page, he found the words that would permit him to move an object from one place to another. The only one requirement was that he had to be familiar with the place the object was moving to. Otherwise, it could end up inside a wall or floor. He was to be looking at the object to be moved and nothing else. Then, with an image of where it was to end up, he was to speak the words to activate the spell. Sitting on the bed staring at the plate of cookies beside him he began to speak the words on the page. He was going to try to move it to his desk on the far side of the room. As he spoke, the plate began to glow, shimmer, and then disappear. Almost the next instance, it appeared on his desk, but just barely. The plate was so close to the edge that it almost fell to the floor. "I can see things in this book may take some practice to really master he thought to himself." Next he found the page with a spell of invisibility on it. Concentrating on repeating the words of the spell so he would get them just right, he didn't sense it when the spell took effect. As soon as he had finished with the words, he happened to look down at his lap. The book seemed to just float there. Holding up a hand, Jeremy experienced a sense of disorientation. He could not see his hand, only his class ring on the ring figure of his right hand. "Oh wow! I can have some real fun with this! Think about Halloween for a starter." Then he had an idea, "I could sneak into the girls' locker room and watch them getting dressed for gym class. This could be the greatest thing yet!" The last page he turned to was titled "Transformation." For this spell, he was to hold in his mind an image of what the object (or person) was to look like when the spell was complete. The more details he could provide, the better the change would be. To reverse the spell, one merely had to think about the original appearance of the object and recite the spell once again. Feeling bolder after his success with the teleportation spell, he decided to try it on his self. But what should he change into? It needed to be something that can speak so the spell could be reversed. Then it came to him. He would try to change into a girl, much like one from school, a girl his own age. Taking out last year's yearbook, he flipped thru the pages until he found the section with the individual pictures. As he looked at the girls, he started to piece together the idea of the girl he would try to be. Finally he had all the details he thought he would need and began to speak the words that would change him. As he spoke, he could feel a tingle throughout his body. He sensed the all too familiar glow start. Then suddenly he felt strange as his body changed to match the image he held in his mind. After just a few seconds, everything seemed to stop. He felt there was something different about him but he couldn't tell just what it was until he looked down. When he did, he found that he was wearing the uniform one of the school's cheerleaders. He had always thought the girls looked really hot in that short blue and white pleated skirt, with that sweater, their ankle socks and little white shoes. Now he was in the same uniform. He rushed to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. There he saw the cutest cheerleader he had ever seen looking back at him. She had a cute button nose, almost perfect complexion; soft brown eyes that would make any boy at school melt and want to spend his time just gazing into them. Her lips were pink, soft and so inviting. Her long golden blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail. The blue and white pleated skirt came to a couple of inches above his knees which exposed her slender, shapely, smooth legs. And as he stood there checking out the girl he saw in the mirror, he noticed the weight of breasts, breasts that were covered by the uniform sweater. He just had to know so he lifted the sweater to reveal a white lace trimmed bra supporting two firm, round, perky breasts. He actually had breasts that were big enough to need to be supported by a bra. Then a thought came to him. Pulling down the skirt, he found that he was wearing a pair of pale blue nylon hip hugger panties under it. The panties had a tiny white rose at the waist in front With a sense of anticipation, he slowly pulled the panties down to his knees, thus revealing that he did not have a penis. Instead he found that he had a vagina. With a slight sense of apprehension, he slowly reached down and gently touched it. The gentle caress of his long slender fingers and his well-manicured nails against the opening sent a slight shiver of pleasure up his spine. The need to go pee suddenly grew in him. Sitting on the toilet, he started to relieve himself. That was when he found a small string hanging out of his newly formed vagina. Not sure of what it was for, he gently pulled on it. As he did, he found that a tampon slowly slid out. Something inside him told him that he needed to replace it but why, he was not sure. Looking in the cabinet over the toilet, he found an opened box of tampons waiting for his use. As he read the instructions, he started to feel a sense of apprehension. "That is really supposed to go in me" he thought. Still the thought that he needed one continued to grow as did his fear. Not knowing what else to do, he took one of the small pink packages out of the box and tore off the wrapper. Reading the instructions once again, he slowly inserted the new tampon in. As he removed the applicator, he was amazed at how easy it had been to get it in and how comfortable it was. He hardly felt it at all. As he returned to his room, he happened to glance at the clock on his nightstand. It was just a few minutes before his parents were due to return and he did not want them to catch him like this. Not knowing if the clothes he carried would change back or if he had to be wearing them, slowly he started to get dressed once again. It took him a couple of tries to get the bra back on correctly but finally he did and he was once again in the uniform. Closing his eyes and keeping a mental picture of him as a boy, he started to recite the words that had changed him. With each word, he could feel his body slowly start to change back. Once again he felt the tingling that told him the spell was working. When he opened his eyes, he was once again the boy he had been all his life. Not wanting his parents to know about the book, he carefully hid it in a back corner of his closet. But he knew he would be reading it and trying more of the spells in it very soon. He had just barely gotten one of the games he bought at the mall started on the game console when he heard his mother call out, "Jeremy, we're back." He called back "I'm up here mom, just trying out my new game." "Come on down, we are going out for dinner." "Be right there." During dinner, Jeremy talked with his parents about his game, their day and plans for the next day. He did not tell them about going to the bookstore or the special book he had found there. But in his mind, he started to form a plan on what to do with his new found knowledge. Once back home from dinner, he wanted until he was sure his parents were in bed and asleep. Carefully taking the book back out of the closet where he had hidden it, he once again started to try the transportation spell to see how far he could go with it. At first he tried to send himself just to the garage. When he was able to get there and back safely, he tried a farther distance. This time he sent himself to the street corner three blocks away. Finally he was able to send himself to the front of his school three miles away. He did discover that with each increase it the distance, it took more and more of an effort but as soon as he had a chance to rest a moment, he was able to continue. This was all a part of his plan. He would stay home, telling his mother he didn't feel well. Then after she had left for work, he would wait until he was sure school had started, teleport to a spot at school where he was sure he would not be seen. Then he would once again make use the invisibility spell and sneak into the girls' locker room. There he could stand to the side and watch as they got dressed for gym class and take a shower afterwards. After practicing transportation several times without any difficulties, he decided he was ready. The day he would try it was Wednesday of the following week, chosen because none of his teachers were scheduled to give a test on that day. The morning of his "adventure" arrived. Staying in bed even after his mother called up to him several times, he finally told her he was sick. Of course, as mothers do, she came into his room to check up on him. When asked what was wrong, he complained of a bad head ache and upset stomach (nothing she could easily check). Several questions and finally instructions for him to stay in bed, she left for work. As he waited to make sure his parents were gone and would not return, and the classes at school had started so there would be no one in the halls, he practiced the invisibility spell one more time. He had intended to go to the bathroom to check his image in the mirror, just to make certain he was completely invisible. That was when he discovered two problems with his plan. First, he would need to memorize the words to reverse the spell because if he wrote it down and stuck the paper in his pocket, it too would be invisible. Second, without being able to see where his hands are, he found it very difficult to grasp door knobs. Well, he guessed his plan would just have to wait until he had more practice. Still, he was home for the day and all alone. It was the perfect time for him to once again explore the sensations that came with being a girl. He could go into his mother's closet and try on dresses, skirts, and heels. Also he would have the opportunity to explore the sexual side of being a girl as well. Once again he opened the book to the page for the transformation spell. At least he thought it was the right page. What he hadn't realized was that two pages got stuck together. Instead of the page for just transformation, he actually turned to the page that had the spell that changed reality. Concentrating on the image of the girl he wanted to look like, he read the words that would cause the change to occur. As he did, he once again felt his body changing into a girl. Again, he could feel his breasts growing larger, his waist smaller, and his hair longer. But something seemed a little different than it had the last time. He could not put a finger on what it was, so he just assumed it was his lack of remembering what it felt like from the first time. As soon as he felt the changes stop, he opened his eyes and went to the bathroom to check out the changes that had occurred. Sure enough, instead of the boy he knew he was, there stood the cute girl. Only this time, instead of wearing a cheerleader's uniform, he was wearing a dress and flats. The dress had a short filmy black with flower print skirt that just barely came to his knees and showed off his slender silky smooth legs. The bodice was white and sleeveless with thin straps holding it up. He could see that his breasts were very noticeable under his dress. The straps were just wide enough to hide the straps of his bra. The flats he wore sere a silver ballet style with a bow on the top. As he looked at himself in the mirror, he noticed that once again he had long full lashes that drew attention to his blue eyes. On his eye lids he had brown eye shadow that really helped bring out his eye color. His lips were covered with a soft pink shade of lipstick that made them look so pretty and kissable. On his cheeks, he had a rosy color blush that only accentuated his nearly perfect ivory complexion along with his long golden blond hair. His hair was down around his ears and hid the dainty gold earrings he had in his ears. Just small loops with a little star that dangled from them but when his hair was out of the way they were very noticeable. Reaching up to feel his face, he noticed that, unlike last time, this time his fingers were slender and had longer nails. The nails were about a half inch beyond the end of his fingers and were polished pink to match the lipstick he wore. As he looked at them, he saw that they were smooth and nearly perfectly manicured. He then had a thought. Slipping off one of his shoes, he saw that his toes were small and cute, also done in the same shade of pink. "Wow! I really outdid myself this time" he thought as he continued to look at the girl he saw in the mirror. Then, he had a thought. Quickly he lifted the hem of the dress he wore and looked. Underneath it, he wore a pale blue hip hugger panty. As he looked at it, he also started to feel that there was something very different this time. He felt like he needed to go pee so he pulled down his panty and started to sit down on the toilet. That was when he saw that he had a sanitary napkin in his panties in addition to the tampon he had in. With a sense of fear and apprehension, something inside told him that he was about to experience what girls did each month. He was about to start his period. At least that was the way it seemed to him. "This is crazy!" he thought to himself. "That spell must have gone way beyond what it had before and changed me even more than last time!" As soon as he finished using the toilet (yes he sat down to use it just like any other girl would), he took some paper from the roll and cleaned himself up. Reaching up and looking in the cabinet over the toilet, he found a box of tampons, took one out, and inserted it with the skill that comes from practice and experience. It was a little surprising and disconcerting at just how easily he did. He had just finished and was pulling the panties back up when he heard the phone ringing. Fighting off the urge to rush down and answer it, he just stood at the top of the stairs and listened. After the fourth ring, he could hear the answering machine start. As soon as the message had been played, he heard his mother's voice. "Hi sweetie. It's momma. I just called to check up on you and see how you are. I guess you are either in bed resting or in the bathroom (if she only knew what he had been doing). There is no need to call me back. Just rest and I will check with you later. Bye." And with that, she hung up. With a sigh of relief, Jeremy wandered back into his room. As he did, he noticed that it too was different. The walls were not the blue color he remembered them being. Instead, they were now a pale white with a slight pink tint. Instead of the posters he remembered of sport heroes, cars, and football teams, there were now posters of ballerinas, women soccer stars, and the current popular boy band. One of the boy band posters even had an autograph that read "To Jennifer, a very cute fan, Justin." Also on the walls were pictures of the school's soccer team and cheerleaders. As he looked at them, he recognized the girl he had seen in the mirror in both. Yes, he was pictured as a member of the soccer team and the cheerleading squad. The bed was different as well. Now the sheets were pastel blue and green stripes. The comforter had a pastel color theme as well, and a lace trim around three sides. On the bed was a collection of stuffed animals; puppies, bears, kitties, and a unicorn with a shimmery horn. Also on the bed were a couple of dolls. One had a rubber face and a cloth body made of a pink striped dress and bonnet. The smudges on the face and the faded color of the body indicated the doll had been loved and carried a lot of places. As he looked at the doll, the name "Puffy" came to mind. That was his favorite doll. "WHAT is going on here?" he wondered. He was just about to open the closet when he heard music which he recognized as the theme from the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean". Following the sound he found it came from a purse sitting on his desk, next to a collection of cosmetics. Inside the purse, he found a cell phone that was playing the music. He had just gotten the phone out of the purse when it stopped. Now it showed that there was a voice mail message waiting for him. With trembling hands, he opened the phone and started to play the message. What he heard confused him even more. "Hi Jenny." It was the voice of a girl. "It's Carrie. Missed you at school today. Hope it's not that monthly visit from Mother Nature. Those cramps can be such a pain. And all that mess can be a real bitch to deal with. Anyway, Megan, Susan, Patti, and I are planning on going to the mall Saturday to hang out. We would love it if you could join us. Nothing special. Just a day of us girls shopping and maybe getting our nails done. Just let one of us know if you want to go. Hope you get to feeling better and make it back to school tomorrow." And with that, the message ended. Fear, panic, and confusion were building up inside of Jeremy. It was with trepidation that he went to the closet and opened the door. There, instead of the boy things he had expected to find, he saw an assortment of dresses, skirts, tops, shorts, capris, and jeans with designs on the back pockets. On the shelves, he found at least twenty pairs of shoes, different styles and colors. "Where are my things, how did all this get here, and why so many pairs of shoes?" he wondered. He had another idea. Going to the chest of drawers, he was about to open one of them when he noticed a box on top. It stood about ten inches high, was about six inches deep and eight inches wide. One half of the front had a little glass door. When he opened it, he found inside a collection of necklaces hanging from a series of hooks that rotated to expose all of them. The other side of the box had four drawers. In the first he found an assortment of bracelets and a couple of girly looking watches. One had a casual look and the other was for a dressier look. In the next drawer, he found a collection of toe rings and matching ankle bracelets. There were several sets in that drawer, more than he could possibly wear in a week. The third drawer held several rings. There were a couple of birthstone rings, a couple of fashion rings and a small dainty class ring that looked just like one some of the girls at school had bought. Next to that box was a second box. This one was made of clear plastic, had several tiers which held an assortment of earrings. As he counted them, he found there were thirty different pairs. He saw everything from butterflies and unicorns to dangles and birthstones. It was with a sense of dread that he went to the chest of drawers and opened the top one. Inside he found a collection of panties (about two dozen). One set had seven pairs in it made of nylon and a hip hugger style. Each pair was a different color and had contrasting color elastic around the legs and waist. Across the back was the name of a day of the week. Alongside the panties, there were an equal number of bras. Most were white but a couple was pink or tan. And there were two that were different colors. One was a pale blue with tiny white stars all over. The other one had pink stripes. In the next drawer, Jeremy found three cute little nighties, two pair of sating sleep boxers and tank tops, and two pair of girly pajamas. Also there were three slips. Two half-slips of different lengths that had lace trim around the hem and one full slip with lace across the bodice and the hem. In the third drawer, he found an assortment of knee socks, ankle socks, fuzzy booties of different colors, pantyhose, and tights. The pantyhose were mostly tan in color and sheer to the waist. The tights were mostly black. He guessed they went with the gray sweater dress he had seen in the closet. In the last drawer, he found four swimsuits. The first one was a basic black one piece. The next one was what is called a tankini. The bottoms are cut in a "boy short" manner and were a solid blue color. The top was a blue/green mix tank top. The third suit was a two piece bikini. The top was just a pink band that covered his breasts and was held up by them. The bottoms were of a pink and blue flower pattern. The last one he found was a white bikini style. The top was a pale blue with a plastic gold ring holding the cups together. The bottoms were white with several different colored dots all over and had ties at the sides. At the bottom of the drawer, he found a flower print wrap around skirt to wear with one of the two piece suits. "This is totally nuts" he thought to himself as he sat down to consider all that he had seen. "What is going on here? Did I do something wrong with that spell?" He was just about to look in the book again when he heard his mother coming in the front door. Afraid she would find him like this; he quickly got into bed and pulled the covers up over his head. He had just turned his back to the door when he heard her come in. She walked across the room and sat down on the bed. Her voice was soft and gentle as she said "Sweetie, how are you feeling now? I took off work early to come home and check up on you. I know how bad those cramps can be but they will go away soon. It might help if you let me get the heating pad for you." "Thanks mom. I'll be ok. Really I will." "Well, if you need anything at all, just call. You know you are my angel don't you Jenny." And with that she left gently closing the door behind her. "She actually called me Jenny. Just what did that spell do to me" he wondered to himself. As soon as he was sure his mother was down stairs, he crept across the room and got the book out. Frantically he searched for the spell that would change everything back. He did find the spell he had used that first time to change into a girl. He tried to memorize the words and then, with his eyes closed, he recited them. When he opened his eyes, nothing had changed. His room still had all the appearances of being the room of a teenage girl. He still had on that dress. His voice was still that of a girl. He tried several more times to get the spell to change everything back but it didn't work. Each time he opened his eyes, he was still a teenage girl in her dress. Nothing changed. He was starting to become frantic, almost desperate to change back. But each time he tried, everything stayed the same. Tears started to well up in his eyes as he muttered to himself "What have I done: What have I done?" At about 5:00, he heard his father come in the front door. Just a few seconds later, his mother called up "Jenny, dear, if you are feeling up to dinner will be ready in just a couple of minutes. You had better wash up and come on down." What else could he do? With tears in his eyes and a sense of fear inside of him, he slowly walked down the stairs, turned down the hallway and into the kitchen. His mother had her back to the door as she continued cooking the family meal. Her father had the evening newspaper up in front of his face and didn't see Jeremy when he entered. Clearing his voice and trying to force the fear he felt down, he said "Mom, Dad, there is something I have to tell you." The sound of his voice seemed strange to him. It had the characteristics of the girl he appeared to be. Without turning around, his mother said, "What's that dear?" "I've changed." "Of course you have sweetie. No one stays a baby or little forever." "No. Mom, I mean I have really changed. Something happened and I am totally different now." "Oh dear. Did you spill something on your clothes and had to change them? Is that what you are talking about?" Turning around, his mother saw the dress he wore. Oh dear. Did you wear that all day? Even when I found you in bed a while ago? Look at how it is all wrinkled. You really should have worn a pair of jeans or even stayed in your pajamas instead. Still, when I wash it, those wrinkles should come out just fine." "No, Mom. Please listen to me. When you and Dad left this morning, I was a boy. Now I am a girl." His father didn't react, just went on reading the paper. His mother said "you are just playing a joke. Trust me. I was there when you were born and you have always been a girl. Now, enough of this foolishness. Sit down and have your dinner." The meal was spent with his father and mother talking about their day. Except for the occasional comment or question directed to him, Jeremy ate his dinner in silence trying to make sense of the events that had occurred that day. After dinner, he excused himself by saying that he wanted to make doubly sure everything was ready for tomorrow. With that, he started to leave and go back to his room. Just as he reached the kitchen door, his mother called out "don't forget tomorrow is picture day at school and try out for the cheerleaders is after school." "I hadn't forgotten Mom," was his reply when he hadn't known about the try outs. Back in his room, he tried once again to find the spell that would change him back into the boy he had been. He even tried to use the index in the back of the book but that was when he discovered the page that referred to the spell he needed had been removed from the book. At about 9:30, he heard the phone ringing and his mother answering it. He could not hear exactly what she was saying but soon she called up to him. "Jenny that was your cheer coach. She has some personal business she needs to take care of so tryouts have been put off until next Tuesday. Also, you have a big day tomorrow so I want you to get ready for bed now." "Yes momma," he called back. Taking off all he had on, except for the bra and panties he wore, he peeked out the door of his bedroom to make sure no one was around to see him. When he was certain the coast was clear, he rushed across the hall to the bathroom. There, on the counter, he found a bottle that read "Makeup Remover". Reading the instructions on the bottle, he learned how to use the lotion inside to take off the eye makeup he was wearing. With a cotton ball soaked in the liquid, he drew it across his eyes and then let it remain there for a few seconds. With a tissue, he then wiped off the lotion and the makeup along with it. He then picked up a tube of something called "face scrub". Squeezing a generous amount onto the palm of his left hand, he rubbed his hands together and then onto his face. He could feel the "micro beads" scrubbing away, removing the dirt and oil gathered during the day as well as any of the makeup he still had. Finally he rinsed his face by splashing cool water onto it. He was surprised at how good it felt as he patted dry his face. It seemed to calm his nerves a little. Looking into the mirror one more time, he saw the same teen age girl he had seen before. Only now she had no makeup on. Her complexion was almost perfect and had a rosy glow he attributed to having just scrubbed her face. After brushing his teeth and (for some reason he brushed his hair), he felt the need to pee. Pulling down the panties he wore, he sat down on the toilet and did what he needed to. At this time, he also gently pulled the tampon he had in his self and flushed it down the toilet. He then inserted a new one. This time, everything went even smoother than before. He wasn't as scared as he had been. As soon as he had his panties back up, he rushed one more time across the hall to his bedroom. He had just gotten there and took off the bra when his mother walked in. Embarrassed, he put his arms across his chest, trying to hide his exposed breasts. She just smiled and said "nothing to be embarrassed about. I used to change your diapers and give you a bath. And remember, I took you shopping for your first bra. Turning away from his mother, he reached under his pillow and found a pink baby doll night gown. Quickly slipping it over his head, he felt less embarrassed as he was now covered. As it fell down over his girly figure, he noticed it just barely hid the panties he was wearing. Once he was covered by the nightie, he turned back to his mother. "I just came in to see if you had decided what to wear tomorrow for your school picture." "No Momma, I haven't." "The let me make a suggestion." With that, she started to rummage in the closet until she found the outfit she was looking for. What she brought out was a short white skirt that had crystal pleats, a hidden zipper, and a button on the waist band. The zipper and button went in back. Along with the skirt, she had in her hand an "ice blue short sleeve blouse and a pair of silver ballet style slippers. Hanging the blouse and skirt on the closet door, she then said, "Also I think you should wear a pair of tan pantyhose." Not knowing what to say, Jeremy just said, "Yes Momma." "Now get to bed, a young lady needs her sleep. And you will want to get up earlier than usual so you can get a shower, do your hair and makeup." As she left his bedroom, she said to Jeremy, "Pleasant dreams sweetie." As he laid his head down on the pillow, a little tear trickled down his face. The last thought he had before he fell into a deep sleep was "this has to be a dream. I will wake up and everything will be back to normal."