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Don't be a hero
Why is my wonderful friend Josie dating a meathead like Brian Bates?
Josie wants me to stay out of it, but I can't resist being a hero.
*****
Josie was the girl down the road, and had been my best friend for as long
as I could remember.
Apart from being boy and girl, we were extremely similar. I was a bit of
an outcast, but I was pretty good at school, especially maths and science
type subjects, and I liked to read. I also liked exploring outdoors and
riding my bike.
But if I was just kind of smart, Josie was incredibly intelligent. Like
me, she excelled at maths and science. But Josie wasn't just good; she
was brilliant. On top of that, she was also amazingly well read. She was
an expert on just about anything. I guess many of the girls - and boys -
thought of her as a nerd. But to me, she was just someone who I had a lot
in common with, and I liked to hang out with. Like me, she also liked
riding her bike and exploring outdoors, when she wasn't reading. It was
sometimes intimidating being around someone so intelligent, but I enjoyed
her company.
But for some reason, it wasn't until we were 15 that I became attracted
to her. In fact, it was quite sudden.
It was a Monday morning at school, and we were working together on an
experiment in Mr. Divinsky's science class. Mr. Divinsky was a wonderful
teacher, and always set interesting work - at least, Josie and I found it
interesting. We worked in pairs, and I paired up with Josie. Partly
because she was my best friend, and partly because she was the best
student. As was often the case, we breezed through the work and had
finished it about 10 minutes early.
And as we were working, and as she was explaining things to me, I
suddenly realised how HOT she was! Not only was she intelligent, but she
had the prettiest, smoothest, most adorable face. The rest of her body
was pretty good too. Also, down her shirt, I could see a tiny bit of
cleavage. So as well as intelligent and pretty, she had a great rack!
Suddenly I realised that I'd been best friends with the perfect girl, and
hadn't even realised it.
So towards the end of the lesson, when we had finished ahead of time, I
made my move. I looked at her flawless face, and those suddenly beautiful
eyes, and said,
"Josie, I was wondering... we're good friends and all. But... could we go
on a date some time?"
Her reaction wasn't what I was expecting. She looked shocked, and then a
little sad. She looked down.
"No Paul, I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why not."
"Because... because I'm dating someone else."
"Someone else?? Who?"
"Brian Bates."
"Brian? That dumbass? You can't be serious?"
"Yeah, he's taking me out tonight." She didn't look at all happy about
the prospect.
"You, um, you don't seem excited by the idea. What is it about him?"
"I... I dunno".
Puzzled, I pressed on. "Do you like him?"
"I dunno."
"So why are you going out with him?"
No answer.
"Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I can tell you don't really
want to go out with him. So why don't you hang out with me instead?"
"NO! No, that's not a good idea."
"Why?"
"I can't say."
"Look, it's cool. I'll hang out with you at lunch and pretend to be your
boyfriend, so you don't have to go out with Brian."
"No Paul. I know you mean well but... but just no."
"Why not?"
"Just trust me on this Paul. Just let me have that date with Brian."
I sat silently.
Then the bell went. It broke the awkwardness. We packed up and went to
different classes.
*****
During lunch I went to find Josie. Sure enough, she was hanging out with
Brian.
It was strange. It didn't look like the typical boyfriend-girlfriend
thing. Brian had his arm around Josie and was hugging her close,
obviously closer than Josie was comfortable with. He was talking to his
friends, and was obviously enjoying "showing off" his new girlfriend.
But Josie looked quite serious and not at all happy. From time to time
she would speak up and say something to Brian, but most of the time she
just seemed quite downcast.
Eventually I thought I'd walk up to them and see what was going on. So I
casually walked in their direction.
"Hi Josie."
"Oh, hi Paul", she said. She didn't look happy to see me, but I
persisted.
"Do you want to come to the library? There's some reading we should catch
up on."
"No, I think I've done all my work."
"But, umm, there's a new edition of 'New Scientist' out with an
interesting article on driverless cars."
"No, I can read it online."
"Beat it, Paul", said Brian. "She's hanging out with me."
"Are you going to make me?" I said.
"Paul, just move along..." began Josie.
Brian looked at my menacingly.
"He's just my neighbour, he doesn't mean any harm", Josie said to Brian.
I wasn't sure if that meant Brian was likely to try to bash me. He
certainly could have. Until that moment, I'd never realised quite how
tall he was, or bulky and muscly he looked. Maybe that's what Josie saw
in him? Anyway, I decided it was time to back off.
"Well, see you 'round Josie."
Brian glared as I walked off.
*****
After lunch we were in the same maths class. And away from Brian, Josie
seemed her normal, cheerful self. During a time when we could get up and
move around, I again approached Josie.
"So, what was going on there with Brian?"
"Paul, please drop it. It's none of your business."
"It is my business when it involves my best friend."
"Just stay out of it."
"But Brian's a bully. I can see he doesn't respect you."
"Paul, please, don't try to be a hero." She turned away and went back to
her desk.
I sat and thought about what she said. But I decided I wasn't going to be
deterred. Josie was a wonderful, sweet girl. It's true that Brian was
tall and good looking, but he was also a complete tool. I don't know if
Brian had some dirt on her or something, but I wasn't going to let him
date her when she obviously wasn't happy about the idea.
*****
After school was track practice. Brian and I were both on the team.
Brian, being a muscly guy, focused on sprinting and throwing events. I
was much leaner, and did distance running.
It was rare to have any spectators, but Josie was there, watching. Her
demeanour was rather different from at lunch time. She was just looking
all around, and seemed to be thinking quite intently.
In between some laps, I jogged up to her.
"Hi Josie!"
"Paul, just move on!"
"What?"
"Just move on. You don't want to get on the wrong side of Brian."
"What? I'm not afraid of Brian."
"Paul!" she hissed.
"Hey you!" said a voice behind me. It was Brian. "Why are you talking to
my girlfriend?"
"Since when was she your girlfriend?" I asked.
"Since this morning. She's mine."
"Yours? She's not a piece of property, she's a person."
"Yeah but she's still mine. Aren't you, Josie?"
Josie looked down and mumbled "Yeah".
"Look I don't know what's going on here, but show her some respect." I
said.
"What, are you going to make me?" Paul stood in my way, towering over me.
I took a half step back.
Paul grabbed Josie's butt. "I'll catch up with you after practice," he
said, "I can't wait to see how good that body of yours looks!"
That was too much for me. As he jogged past, I gave a little push. To my
delight, Brian lost his balance and tripped.
Paul looked up in anger. "YOU... you are going to PAY!" Brian hissed.
"Yeah right", I said with false bravado.
But before he could do anything else, Mr. Jones, the track coach, began
to walk over.
"Brian, the discus ring is free now if you want to do some throws", said
Mr. Jones.
Brian glared as he jogged off.
Josie looked at me, "That was noble, but you shouldn't have done that",
she whispered. "Please stay out of his way!"
"I'm not scared of him," I replied, "and I'm not sure what you see in
him." And I jogged off too.
*****
After I'd finished my laps, I headed for the showers. I saw Brian
watching me leave. Was he going to try to follow me in to the change
rooms and and pick a fight? I had no idea. When I got to the change room,
there was no one else there. So I quickly stripped off for my shower.
Hopefully I could be quick enough to get out before he arrived.
But just as I was about to run the water, Brian walked into the change
rooms.
"Where are you, Smith?" I heard him call. I quickly wrapped a towel
around my waist, and stepped out.
"What do you want?"
He looked at me menacingly. "Why are you so interested in me and Josie?"
"Because she's my friend."
"Well your 'friend' is about to become my conquest. So you just back off.
Maybe I'll let you hang out with her when I'm done with her."
"When you're done with her?" I replied angrily. "She's not some thing to
be used. She's a person."
"She's a hot girl!"
"So? Girls deserve respect!"
"Do they just, do they?" Brian seemed to sink into thought. "You think
girls deserve respect, do you?"
"Yes."
"And you think girls are equal to boys?"
"Of course." I replied.
"You're going to regret standing up for my girl, Paul!"
I retreated to my shower, and he walked around and looked at me. I didn't
like the look. It was menacing, almost hungry.
He reached around the corner. What was he going to do? Was he going to
remove my towel, take a photo and blackmail me? I prepared in case I'd
need to lunge at him.
But it wasn't a camera. It was a small vase.
"I guess you're wondering what this is," said Brian. "It's a magic lamp.
You're going to wish you never got on the wrong side of me."
I just looked, puzzled at his calm demeanour.
"Since you respect girls so much... I wish... to remold Paul's reality...
like THIS!" he said as he pointed a finger at me.
Suddenly I was enveloped in a glow of light. I tried to move, and
realised I couldn't. I was stuck, naked except for a towel, in front of
Brian.
"Let's see, let's see, what shall we do?", he said, as he walked up to
me.
He rubbed his hands along my arms, "Those arms, that pushed me, let's get
some of the hair off" he brushed and hair seemed to melt off them.
"And let's thin them down so he can't try pushing me again." He rubbed
his hands up and down each arm. Were they getting thinner?
"And that face, far too rugged." He pushed and squeezed my face. I wasn't
sure what was happening.
He tugged on my hair. "And let's lengthen that hair a little... good."
"And that neck, that's far too jagged." He rubbed and smoothed by neck.
What was going on? I was panting, but my breath sounded... different.
Higher.
"And those legs, far too hairy, let's shave those legs for you." He
rubbed up and down each leg, and my legs suddenly looked smooth and
hairless. I also noticed myself lose a little height.
"And those hips, we need to widen them a bit." He rubbed a hand on each
hip, and I could feel myself widen slightly down there, and I seemed to
lose a little more height.
"That stomach and chest, far too toned." he rubbed them and they went
smooth, and what little six pack I had lost all definition.
"There. What a soft, smooth, girly body. I'm tempted to leave you like
that, but I've got better plans for you..."
He pulled the towel away. I gasped - a strangely high pitched gasp - but
that was the least of my worries, since I couldn't move. What was he
going to do? I still didn't see what Brian was up to.
"That thing down there... you call that a penis? That's one of the
smallest I've seen in the showers. What's the point of having a penis if
it's going to be that small?"
I was confused. Where was this heading?
"What you need is a smooth, juicy, vagina!"
He grabbed my penis and balls and squeezed and pushed. At first there was
pain, as he squeezed and squeezed. But then it felt like he was pushing
my privates inside my body.
Finally he was finished pushing, and the pain subsided.
I looked down in horror. Although I couldn't move my head to see
properly, my body didn't look right: I couldn't see my dick. I could
sense it, but where were it? It felt like it was inside of me. But they
couldn't be, could they?
"And finally, some nice pert boobs."
He reached to my chest and grabbed two handfuls. Impossibly, my flesh
bulged out in his hands, settling into two medium sized, but very
feminine, boobs.
"And your new name is Paula. DONE"
The light disappeared and I could move again.
My hand reached to my groin and instantly I could tell it did not feel
right. How can I describe it? For my whole lifetime there had been
something there, and now there was nothing. Well, maybe something
underneath the pubic hair, but I didn't want to even think about that at
the moment. All I could feel at the moment though was pubic hair where it
had always been, but the penis and balls which used to stick out it were
just... gone.
"What have you done-" I said, and stopped. My voice was high. Impossibly,
unnaturally high.
"Surely it's obvious Paula. You stood up to me, and you've paid the
price. I've used magic to change reality. To everyone in the world,
you're Paula now."
"And that's a mighty fine body, if I might say so myself. A virgin, I
suspect. But it doesn't need to stay that way..."
He pulled his shorts down, revealing the largest penis I'd ever seen. His
impossibly large penis began to straighten. How big was it going to get?
I backed away, "No, no" I said, still unaccustomed to my own voice.
"Come now, Paula, I'll be gentle. Actually no, I think I'll be a little
rough."
"No" I had no choice but to scream, "NO!"
"Is there a girl in there?". Brian stopped. It was Mr. Jones. "What's
going on in there?"
Brian quickly pulled his shorts up and walked around to meet him.
"Hi Mr. Jones. I think Paula went into the wrong change rooms. I walked
in on her by accident" he said.
"Is that true? Are you in there Paula?"
I reached for a towel and tried to cover myself. I had no idea how to
wrap it, so I held it in front of me, covering my whole torso.
"Yeah, I'm in here!" I called out in my shrill voice.
"Well, you'd better get yourself into the girls' change rooms. I'll wait
at the door."
I went to my bag. My underpants had been replaced by girls' panties.
Still in a daze, I pulled them on. The feeling of pulling them up over no
penis was strange, but there was no time to dwell on that. I was in a
panic. I quickly found athletics shorts and a singlet and pulled them on.
I didn't bother with a bra. Then I put my socks and running shoes back
on, though the shoes had obviously changed to a smaller size.
I grabbed my bag, quickly said "Sorry about that" to Mr. Jones, and
exited the change rooms.
"Are you ok Paula?" said Mr. Jones. True to Brian's word, he apparently
he only knew me as Paula.
"Yeah, I'm ok. I... I was just tired and walked into the wrong change
room."
I began to walk down the corridor.
"Aren't you going to the girls' change rooms?" asked Mr. Jones.
But at the moment I just wanted to get as far away from Brian as
possible. "No, I've got to get home. I... got a text that I've got to get
home quickly. Bye!"
And with that I walked out as quickly as I could, trying not to look
panicked.
*****
I headed straight for the bike sheds. I was hoping I still had a bicycle
to ride home. I still had a bike lock key, so I decided I must have one.
I found a girls' bike that looked rather like mine had, in the place I'd
parked mine. Sure enough, the key opened its lock.
Riding home was an interesting experience in itself. I wondered why the
seat was wider and with an indent in the middle, but I soon understood
why. It was strange not having to position myself so my balls were safe.
I just sat - and there I was. Nothing to adjust. I also found there was a
sensitive area right underneath - my new vagina. But the indent meant I
wasn't leaning on it. Not that I dwelled on it much, because I was
pedalling home as fast as I could.
I got home and went in the door.
"Hi Paula" said my mum. Yes, it was true. Even my family thought I was
Paula. "Paula, you look a mess!"
"Yes, I didn't feel like showering at school."
"You're not wearing a bra, young lady!"
"Yes, it... it got uncomfortable. So I thought I'd just rush home and get
cleaned up. I'll just go to my room now."
I'm not sure if my explanation convinced her, but she let it pass. I went
to my room and shut my door. Finally, I was alone.
I looked around. As I was half expecting by now, it was a girl's room.
The decor was dominated by pink and purple. All my model cars were gone,
replaced by cute toys and nail polish.
But there was no time for that. I had to see what Brian had done to me.
I realised there was a mirror in the corner. I looked - and my own
reflection looked back. The face was identical, except perhaps a little
rounder, with shoulder length hair. But the body was obviously a girl's.
Nervously, I took the top off. There were two huge boobs. Well, they
probably weren't that huge, probably about a B cup. But on my own chest,
which was narrower than before, they looked huge. I couldn't believe they
were on me.
Finally, I pulled my shorts and panties down. Even though I'd seen myself
ever so briefly in the school change rooms, I couldn't believe my eyes.
My penis was gone. In its place, underneath the hair, was a vertical
indent. My labia. I felt, and the labia felt rather like a scrotum - with
no balls in it. But to feel around, rub my scrotum, and to have no penis
or balls anywhere, was indescribably foreign. I began to cry.
Just then, there was a loud knock on my bedroom door.
"Paula, are you there?" said my Mum.
"I... I'm just getting changed!" I called back, in my unfamiliar high
voice.
I was completely nude except for my running shoes. I looked around and
saw a pink dress gown draped on my chair, and pulled it on.
"Well, Josie's here. Can she come in?"
"Yeah, sure."
The door opened and in walked Josie.
*****
"Hi Josie."
"Um, hi... Paula."
Josie stared at me in shock for several seconds.
"Have you... have you had something strange happen to you?" she asked.
"Um... yeah."
"Did you... used to be... different?"
"Yeah."
"Did... did Brian do something to you?"
"He did!" I said in relief. Someone remembered! "Do you... do you
remember me as... someone with a different name?"
"Yes." She closed her eyes as if to concentrate. "Yes, I can remember you
as Paul."
Instinctively I hugged her. "Oh thank you. At least someone remembers me.
So you know what happened?"
"I think I can guess. Brian held a lamp, made a wish and changed you."
I nodded. "Yep. So... do you know... by any chance... how to change me
back?"
She was silent for a moment. "No, I don't think there is."
"Why not?"
She went on. "because... Brian changed me too."
"What do you mean?"
"I used to be a boy called Joe. Until this morning."
I was speechless.
"Why do you think we were such good friends? It's because in reality, we
were both boys!"
She went on, "Close your eyes and concentrate. You should be able to
remember me as Joe."
I closed my eyes and racked my memory. Joe? Yes Joe, my best friend Joe!
It was like a switch flicked in my brain, and suddenly every memory of
Josie morphed into a memory of Joe. All those times bike riding and
hanging out - those were with a boy called Joe! Playing video games -
with a boy called Joe. And trips to the beach and the pool and joking
around in the change rooms - they were definitely with a boy called Joe!
It all fell into place. All those things I'd done with Josie, I had
actually done with Joe.
"Wow, yes, of course. You're my best friend Joe..."
After a moment I continued, "So how did it happen to you?"
So Josie told me...
*****
Interlude - Josie's story:
It was this morning. Today was an ordinary Monday morning. I was riding
my bike past the dump to school.
I looked and I noticed Brian was inside the dump, looking over an the old
lamp. I stopped to watch to see what he'd do.
Then Brian said something, and all this light surrounded him. I could
tell from his face that he wasn't expecting this, so I knew it was the
first time he'd used the lamp. Then he said something else and I saw him
grow taller and more muscular. I'm not sure if I imagined it, but the
front of his pants seemed to bulge too. He turned himself into his vision
of the ideal teenage male, I guess. Then the glowing stopped.
Obviously this was a magic lamp. But I knew immediately that it could be
dangerous in Brian's hands, so I had to somehow get a look at the lamp.
So I walked over and tried to talk to him as if nothing had happened.
"Hi Brian, how are you?"
"Err, good" said Brian suspiciously.
"Can I take a look at that?"
"No, what's it to you? I found it, it's mine."
I thought more. How could I buy time? I decided I had to bring it up.
"I saw what happened a minute ago."
"You did?"
"Nice change. You look good."
He dropped his guard a bit, and it allowed me to get a better look at the
the lamp. I could tell that without doubt it was a Persian lamp - it
looked exactly like the ones I'd seen in books. This meant that Brian had
incredible power. I know what a nasty person Brian is. So somehow I had
to get the lamp off him. Or failing that, pretend to be his friend so I
could talk him out of abusing his power, or trick him out of it.
Then, fatefully, I took a gamble: "So... since I saw... could you perhaps
do something similar for me?"
Brian thought.
"Yes, ok... I'll change you..."
"I wish to remold Joe... into Josie!"
Suddenly I was surrounded by light, and could not move. But I knew, in
that instant, what was going to happen. I'd seen the magic change Brian,
so there was no doubt in my mind that it would change me into a girl.
I felt an itching in my head, and realised that my hair was growing out.
I felt my body shrink slightly, as I could see that Brian seemed even
taller. My arms, my legs, my shoulders all contracted.
I felt a pain in my neck, which I now realise was my voice box adjusting.
I felt my chest expand, as my new breasts pushed out. I felt a bra appear
around them.
And finally, inevitably, I felt my balls and penis retract into my body.
"DONE", Brian said.
Then the glow went away, and I could move again. Despite the shock, I
knew I had to keep my cool.
"What-" I stopped in shock at my high voice. "Why did you do that?"
"You think I've forgotten what a pain you are? That time you busted me
trying to pick the bike locks? The times you stopped me beating up that
weed Smith? You always were an interferer Joe. Well not any more. Let's
see you stop me pushing kids around now... Josie!"
I was horrified, but I tried to gather my thoughts. I didn't want to be a
girl, but unless I could convince him to change me back, I was stuck.
*****
"That's why I followed him around, all day, pretending to be his
girlfriend. I had to stop him misusing his magic.", finished Josie.
"I guess that's why I never fancied you until this morning." I mused. She
gave a tiny smile back.
"But if that's the case, why are you here, and not still with him?", I
asked.
"Because he's used his wishes up! A Persian lamp only grants three
wishes. When I saw you riding home, I knew what had happened. So I know
he's used all his wishes now: one on himself, one on me, and his last one
on you."
Josie smiled, "Brian's probably at home right now, cursing the lamp
because it's run out of wishes!"
She continued, "So the good news is we've stopped Brian. But that news is
we're stuck like this."
I thought for a moment. "But what about the lamp? If one of us gets it,
we'll be the new owner, and we can use it to change ourselves back..."
But I could see she was shaking her head. "No, that's not how it works.
You need to free a genie from captivity after a long time. I've
researched it. Some books say 100 years. Some say 40 years. Either way,
it's decades."
"Face it Paula, we're stuck as girls. Well for the next 40 years, at
least."
I didn't know what to say.
"But look on the bright side," she continued. "We've stopped Brian. Brian
is a nasty person. He could have used his wishes for something horrible.
Once I realised it was a Persian lamp, I knew it only granted three
wishes. I also knew that he'd also used up two. So I just had to
influence his third wish. Preferably, to change me back. But failing
that, I hoped to divert him from using it in some evil way."
"Unfortunately, you diverted him first. You coaxed him into using his
last wish, even if you didn't mean to."
Josie went on, "That was a heroic thing you did today. Magic fell into
the wrong hands, but you and I stopped Brian from abusing that magic -
even if it cost both of us our manhoods."
"So even though you told me not to be a hero - I guess I am" I replied
"In fact, I guess we're both heroes."
"Correction: heroines", she smiled again. "Accidental heroines. And
secret heroines, because no one except Brian knows what we've done. But
yes, we're heroines."
*****
Epilogue:
And so that is how Joe and I became Josie and Paula. We went from best
buddies, to best girl friends.
Being magically transformed into a girl was a shock, but with Josie
undergoing the same change, somehow it was easier. We've learned periods,
dating, girl clothes, and just behaving as girls in general, together.
But to be honest, since Josie is so intelligent and well-read, it is
always her teaching me.
The only one who knows about us originally being boys, is Brian. He tried
to tease us about it once, but what can he do? "Yes, we're female, what's
your point?" It's not as if he can tease us about magically changing us,
in front of anyone else. If he did, he'd be the one looking crazy. In
fact, I'm sure Brian's frustrated at the fact that he used two of his
three wishes turning two of his enemies into girls, when we give off the
appearance of being happy as girls.
Or is it just an appearance? Josie and I have talked about it, and we ARE
happy this way.
I'll admit it, the first few days were hard. Every morning I'd wake up to
the shock of not having a penis. Then I'd have to wear a bra, sit to pee,
dress like a girl, behave like a girl.
But with Josie going through the same thing, there was the sense of going
through this together. And then, after a few weeks, we both found that we
were getting used to it.
Now, a few months later, I'm enjoying being a girl. Maybe I've got used
to it, or maybe being a girl really is better. Either way, I never want
to go back. I can't imagine a penis or balls - they would only get in the
way. I love having boobs, I love my curves, I love being able to be
pretty.
Brian was trying to be cruel, but instead he did us a favour. Josie and I
are embracing girlhood, which I'm sure only frustrates Brian even more.
I don't regret being a hero.
Hortense
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