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A Changed Life
Part 2
Morning. Life slowly returns to the Earth. With the rising of the Sun,
the birds start to sing and the world just seems to breathe.
Slowly Jeremy woke up. It just felt good to lay there snuggled under the
covers. He really didn't want to get up just then. But the insistent
beeping of the alarm would not let him go back to sleep.
As he lay there, and the fog of sleep slowly lifted from his brain, he
started to remember the events of the previous day. He thought, funny
how real everything had seemed to him in that dream. Thankfully it was
just a dream. At least that is what he told his self as he sat up in
bed. He was still kind of groggy from the sleep and so did not notice
things right away.
As he sat up, he heard his mother call up to him, "Jenny, you had better
hurry or you will be late for school. Don't forget to wear that dress we
picked out last night. You look so pretty in it. And I suggest you wear
a pair of pantyhose with it. Just my suggestion. And don't wear a lot of
makeup today. You look so nice with just a hint of it on."
Sitting up suddenly, he instantly became aware of his hair against the
back of his neck, the weight of his breasts, and the softness of the
night gown he was wearing. Was he still dreaming? He considered looking
for the book and trying to find the right spell to change him back but
that would have to wait until after school.
Resigned to being a girl at least for a while, he slipped out of bed. He
became aware of the softness of the carpet as he stepped down onto it
with his dainty pink toes. His bare legs felt the coolness of the
morning where his night gown didn't cover them, not that it did much to
keep him warm. After all, it was made of pale yellow nylon with white
lace trim around the neck, and was so soft against his body. It just
barely covered his legs above his knees. "I might as well make the best
of this until I can get changed back. Not much more I can do right now"
he thought.
Making his way to the bathroom, he looked at himself in the mirror after
removing his nightie. He saw that he was still a young girl and had a
figure that would make any boy drool. He gently touched his round
breasts and felt how firm they were. His hands slid down his flat belly
to his round hips and then his firm thighs.
Somewhere inside, he felt that what he saw was very wrong, but at the
same time, he admired the girl he saw looking back at him. He loved her
ivory complexion, the way her little nose looked, and the fullness of
her lips. He loved the way her brows were arched to highlight her eyes.
Once again he pulled down the panty he was wearing and found he had a
vagina as well. The back of his mind started to wonder if maybe he was
still dreaming. But even that thought seemed silly to him.
Putting on the pink shower cap he saw, and making sure to get every
strand of his blond hair securely covered, he stepped in to the shower.
The warm water felt so good against his skin. He found it to be so
soothing. And then when he took the ball of plastic netting, squeezed a
generous portion of body wash onto it, the scent of lilacs made him feel
even more like all was right with the world. But still, something in the
back of his mind screamed "this is wrong." But he didn't ask his self
why it was wrong. It just felt like this was the way things were
supposed to be.
Getting out of the shower, he took the big fluffy towel that was hanging
on the rack and started to dry off. The softness of the towel felt so
nice as it removed all the water that clung to his skin.
Taking the deodorant, he opened it and took a little sniff. The scent of
baby powder came to his nose. He applied it to his hairless underarms.
He then had just a hint of the sweet scent of powder that stayed with
him.
Next, he took the bottle of body lotion and starting with his toes,
smoothed to lotion over his body, covering every inch up to his neck. It
left him feeling soft and silky smooth. He loved it so much.
Finally, wrapping the big towel around him, so it covered him from his
perky teenage breasts to his legs, he tucked one end in under his
slender arms so it would stay up by itself. He quickly returned to his
bedroom and started to get dressed by opening the towel so it dropped
off and fell to the floor.
First he took out a pair of pastel pink hip hugger panties from his
chest of drawers. They had white lace trim around the waist and legs and
were made of nylon. Slowly he pulled them up his legs and relished the
feel of them as they surrounded and caressed his girly butt. He wondered
what Brad would think if he could see her now, catch a glimpse of her
panties. Giggling, he thought "maybe I should hint at what they are like
to him when we are alone. Wait a minute! Where did that come from and
who is Brad?"
Next he pull out a white lace trimmed bra and put it on. As he slid his
arms thru the straps and pulled it into place, he felt it lift and
support his breasts. The softness of the lining of the cups sent a
slight shiver up his spine as it caressed his nipples.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he next started to put on the pantyhose
he had taken out. Rolling each leg down like his mother had shown him so
many years ago, he slipped in first one foot and pulled it up to his
calf and then the other one. Back and forth he went pulling up on leg
and then the other until he was completely in them. The soft caress of
the hose was nice to experience. Why hadn't he experienced it more
often? Maybe it was because he had P.E. and didn't want to have to spend
time getting in and out of them. Still, he felt more feminine in hose
and as far as he could remember, always had.
Now it was time for his skirt and blouse. Taking the skirt off the
hanger, he stepped into it and pulled it up to his waist. The hem was
just at his knees. With it on, he did a little swish to feel it sway
back and forth against his legs.
Next came the blouse. As he buttoned it up, he left the top two buttons
open so a little bit of his cleavage would show. Not enough to get him
in trouble with the dress code at school, but enough to interest Brad.
He then sat down at the desk in his room and put on his makeup. It was
like he had been doing it for a long time and knew just what to do. Or,
at least his hands did. They seemed to move on their own applying the
foundation, mascara, eye shadow, and lipstick. It took just a couple of
minutes before he was sitting there looking so pretty. A quick brushing
of his hair and he was almost ready for the day.
Slipping on the shoes he had selected to wear with his skirt, he lightly
tripped down the stairs and into the kitchen. There sat Daddy sipping
his morning coffee while Momma was cooking eggs for everyone.
Daddy looked up and with a smile said "Good morning princess. My but you
look very pretty today. What's the occasion?"
At that his mother looked up from the stove and said "why Henry, you
know very well today is picture day at school." Then to Jeremy, she
said, "but I agree, you do look very pretty today. It is a shame you
don't dress up like that more often. Such a beautiful young woman.
Anyway, here is your breakfast. Now hurry or you will miss the bus."
"Yes Momma," he mumbled as he quickly ate the eggs she had placed in
front of him.
"Oh, Momma, Daddy, Susie wants to go to the mall Saturday and spend the
day just hanging out. May I go? Please!!!!"
Momma thought for a moment and then said "Is Brad going to be there?"
"I don't think so Momma. It isn't planned for him to be there. At least
not with us."
"What do you think Henry" Momma asked.
"Well, she has done very well in her classes this quarter and she has
never given up any reason to doubt her. I guess it will be alright if
she goes."
Going to his side of the table, Jeremy gave his daddy a big hug and a
little kiss on the cheek. Out loud he said, "Oh thank you Daddy, Momma."
Inside he giggled to his self and remarked, "Daddy, you need to shave.
You are all bristly."
Rushing out the door with backpack and purse in hand, Jeremy arrived at
the bus stop just as the bus arrived. Out of breath, he boarded it and
took a seat next to her friend Susie.
"Hi Jenny, ready for the big day?"
"What day is that?"
"Why picture day and cheerleader try outs of course. I just know you are
going to make the squad again this year. You always do."
"Thanks, I guess I have been lucky in that."
"Lucky? You're kidding right? You are the best! The coach should make
you the cheerleader captain even though you are still a sophomore."
Giggling, Jeremy said "I don't know about being the best. But I do work
hard at it." Jenny then remembered what Momma had told her the night
before about the try outs. "Oh, didn't you hear? The cheer coach had
some sort of business to take care of and had to put off the try outs
until tomorrow."
"I hope everything is alright with her. I really like her."
"Me too. She is the best!"
The rest of the bus trip to school was spent with the two of them
discussing plans for Saturday. Sarah, a good friend of theirs (and one
of their group) had her driver's license and the use of her family car.
She was allowed to take three passengers if it was during the day so she
had offered to be the driver on Saturday.
All during the bus ride to school, Jeremy kept feeling like something
was not quite right, that there was something different but he could not
put a finger on it. It was like the feeling you get when you are
someplace and you know everything isn't like it should be but you don't
know what is wrong. Still, try as he might, he could not figure out why
he felt that way.
Oh well, he had other problems to worry about now. He had forgotten all
about the tests he was going to have today. One was in Math, which he
hated and one in English over the poems they had been reading. Then
there was Biology. Today they were going to dissect a gross frog. How he
hoped he got a boy for a partner today. Mr. Kiefer tended to mix up
partners for each lab and you never knew who you were going to get.
Even though he thought Biology was gross (how long had that been the
case?) he thought Mr. Kiefer was so handsome. He was 23 and had been
teaching for just a couple of years. Giggling to herself, Jenny thought
of how he had such a nice smile. As far as she could tell, he had a
great body too. But who knew for sure? She had checked him out the first
day of class and saw that he didn't have a wedding ring on. After that,
she would have dreams of going out with him on a date. That is until she
realized that as a teacher, he was unavailable to her.
Then it struck Jeremy, he had just spent the last few minutes referring
to his self as her and as Jenny. He was starting to have lapses during
which he forgot that he was ever a boy and each time it happened, it
lasted longer. If things continued, soon he would not think of himself
as a boy at all but as a girl. Then again, look at how he was dressed
and looked. Who would ever believe he had ever been a boy? His parents
thought he had been a girl all his life. And Susie did as well. But
still he could not understand why that would matter. After all, hadn't
he always been a girl!
When the bus finally stopped at the school to let the students off,
Jeremy felt a twinge of disappointment. He noticed that Brad was not
there to greet him as he usually was. Instantly, Jeremy started to
wonder what was wrong. Had Brad just forgotten to be there? Was he in
some sort of trouble? Maybe he had been in an accident and was in the
hospital with broken bones thinking that Jenny didn't care about him.
Tears started to well up in her eyes. How could he think such a thing!
They had been going together for about a year at that point. In fact,
they were going to go out Friday night and celebrate their one year
anniversary. She had even bought Brad a gift in honor of it.
As hard as it was, she did manage to not think about him long enough to
take the tests she had to suffer through. But then, as soon as she
turned in her test, her mind went back to worrying about her boyfriend.
That is, until at lunch, when Brad strolled into the lunchroom as if
nothing was wrong and sat down next to Jenny. She punched him in the arm
because she was mad at him, got up, picked up her lunch try and purse
and walked away. He just looked surprised and asked the others around
what had just happened.
One of the other girls would only say that Jenny was mad at him and that
he should know what he had done to make her mad.
One of the boys sitting nearby turned to him and said, "She was worried
about you since you were not there to meet the bus when it got to
school. Dude, you had better talk to her about it before things go too
far and she breaks up with you."
The day went on after that without too much happening. The only
exception was when Jenny went to her locker at the end of school. When
she opened it, a folded piece of paper fell out and onto the floor. She
picked it up but didn't have time to read it as she had to hurry to
catch the bus home. Sticking it in her purse, she got the books she
needed for the homework she had, placed them in her backpack, closed her
locker, and rushed off to the bus.
No sooner than she walked in the front door when she could hear the
phone ringing. Dropping her backpack and purse, she rushed to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi Jenny. It's Brad. I heard that you are mad at me for some reason.
Want to tell me what is wrong?"
With a hint of anger in her voice she said "Brad. How could you do that
to me!"
"What did I do? Please tell me. I really want to know."
"You are such a boy. If you really cared, you would know what you did."
"Look, Jenny, I am not a mind reader. Please tell me."
"I was so worried about you when you weren't there to meet me when I got
off the bus this morning."
"Is that all?"
"IS THAT ALL! I was worried that something awful happened to you. I was
almost sick with worry."
"Look, Jenny, I have a perfectly good reason why I wasn't there."
"Oh? And what is it?"
"I was taking my driving test."
"I see. Why didn't you tell me you were going to be taking it?"
"Well, if I passed, I wanted to surprise you with the news. But if I
didn't pass, I didn't want you to be disappointed in me."
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Did you pass after all that?"
"I did and I want to celebrate by taking you to a movie Saturday
afternoon. You know I can't have a nonfamily passenger after dark for
the next year."
"Oh Brad. I already have plans for Saturday. Some of us girls are going
to the mall to hang out together. But I am free the next Saturday."
"Well, I'm not. My family is leaving Friday just as soon as I get home
from school. We have to go visit my grandmother. We aren't planning on
being back until late Sunday evening."
"Well, then we will just have to see what comes up next week, won't we?"
"Jenny, I hope you will forgive me."
"I'll thing about it" she told him, a hint of disgust creeping back into
her voice.
With that she hung up the phone and went into the kitchen. Her mother
was sitting at the table looking thru some cook books trying to decide
what to prepare for dinner. Looking up as Jenny entered; she asked
"What's the matter sweetie?"
"Boys can be so infuriating!"
With a smile, her mother said "What brought that on? What has Brad done
to make you so mad?"
"He didn't tell me where he was going to be this morning and I was so
worried about him. Turns out, he is fine."
"Have a seat. Let's talk about it."
Jenny sat down and talked with her mother for few minutes. By the time
they had finished, she realized boys couldn't help being the
inconsiderate jerks they were at times and she had made a decision. She
was going to forgive Brad this time. After all, he was just a boy and he
was awfully cute.
"I'll call him later and talk to him about it" she told Momma.
"Good. And now, do you have any homework to do?"
"Yes momma. I am going to start on it right away."
"Good girl. I'll call when dinner is ready."
Once in her room, Jenny took off her clothes down to her panty and bra.
In a way it felt good to be out of that dress. Not that she didn't like
wearing it, but sometimes she felt better in a pair of shorts or capris.
As she was hanging up her dress in the closet, she saw an old book in
the corner. It looked kind of familiar to her but she could not quit
remember where she had seen it before. It looked old and worn. Taking it
to her bed, she sat down and gently opened it. Looking thru the yellowed
pages, she found one page that had the title "Metamorphosis in Toto"
across the top.
As she read the page, it slowly started to come back to her. This was
the page she had read and the spell she had used to change herself into
the girl she is now. As she read the page again, she read something she
didn't remember reading before, the warning at the bottom of the page.
It said that when this spell was used, the world would no longer know
the subject as he or she was but as they are. It was like the original
person had never been born. And since the spell was so complete, the
subject would have knowledge that they would have if they had been born
in their new persona. Also, if the spell is left in place longer than 18
hours, it would become permanent and could never be reversed. A feeling
of dread started to overwhelm her but there was nothing she could do
about it right then. She had homework she had to get done before dinner.
Try as she might, her concentration was not on her work, rather on that
book and what had happened to her. All of a sudden, she heard her mother
calling to her to come down, that it was time for dinner.
Except for a few short answers to questions as to how her day was,
Jennifer ate in silence. She kept thinking about how she had gotten into
the situation she now found herself and how she was going to get out, if
there was any way.
After dinner, she excused herself and returned to her room. She was
desperate to find a way to change back to the boy she had grown up as.
She didn't want to spend the rest of her life wearing dresses and having
boys watching her walk by, knowing what she did about what they would be
thinking about.
Still, there was Brad. He was really cute for a boy. He treated her like
a princess. And he was a good kisser. Add to that, she loved all her
pretty outfits. And she loved being a cheerleader at school. And next
year she would be allowed to go to the Junior/Senior Prom. She had been
looking for that since last year. She had already started looking at
dresses to wear for it.
Yes; there were a lot of thing in favor of being a girl. But still she
knew she was a boy and that was what she was supposed to be. Not wearing
skirts but pants. Not being a cheerleader on the side lines of the
football field, but on the field as a part of the team.
Confusion set in. She started to question just who she really was. Sleep
slowly over took her. As she lay down in bed, she silently wept. Tears
trickled down her face as she drifted off into a fitful sleep, hoping
tomorrow would be a better day.
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