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Flip Flopped By Curious4ever Chapter One The Curse I've heard a lot of people say that their lives were cursed. I never knew what that meant until the day that I encountered two witches at the beach and my life was never the same again. My name is Jordan and my friend Alex and I have been best friends since kindergarten. We spend so much time together that he practically lives at my house. The whole thing started one hot August day. We had a little over a week left before we had to go back to high school so we were both anxious to cram in as much time at the beach as possible. Since I lived just three blocks from the beach Alex spent the entire summer at my house. Because he spent so much time there my mother gave him his own bed in my bedroom. We have always been pretty much inseparable and we do practically everything together. We both joined the football team at the same time several years ago. Our two most cherished possessions are a very large football card collection that we keep in a binder in my room and a football from the game where Alex scored his very first touchdown. Being star players of the team we were very popular in school and everyone knew who we were. A few of the less popular kids say that just because we are on the football team that we think we are entitled and can say or do whatever we want. But they only say that because they are jealous and don't understand how important we are to the school and the team. Without a football team the school would be so totally boring and lame. The morning this whole thing began was just like any other morning. Alex was always the first one out of bed. He liked to be first in the bathroom since he enjoyed taking extra long hot showers. We also had a bathtub in our bathroom but it had been a long time since either one of us had used it. I had just gotten out of bed when he finished his shower and came back into the room. He was still wet and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. "Hey dude, I see that you're finally awake," he said. "Yeah, well if it was up to me I would sleep though most of the summer. But Mom won't let me." "Who wants to sleep when we've got the beach so close by?" he said. He opened up the dresser drawer and pulled out two swim trunks. He threw the orange one to me and kept the blue one for himself. "It was nice of your mom to buy us new trunks for the beach. I've had my old one for so long that it barely fits me anymore." "Yeah, who wants to wear tight trunks. Baggy is the best." "I agree," he said. "In fact I should pick up a new pair of baggy pants for the first day of school." "I'll ask my mom to get us both a pair." "I hope she doesn't make us go to the mall when she buys them," he said. "I hate to go clothes shopping." "Yeah, clothes shopping is dumb." As I changed into my swim trunks I noticed that he was looking at a framed photo on top of my dresser. It was my favorite picture of the two of us and it was taken several years ago at the first football game we ever played in. "Looking at that picture again?" I asked. "You are always looking at that photo of us. Why?" "It just brings back a lot of great memories." "Great memories? But we lost that game." "I don't mean that. I was thinking about our friendship. We've both been friends for over ten years. I don't think anyone else at school has ever been friends that long." "Probably not," I said. "But that's because none of them are as amazing as you. You scored more touchdowns last year than anyone else on the team." "Yeah, well it was easy with your help. You're the best wide receiver on the team." I laughed. "That's not what Trevor says. He's always telling people that he's the best wide receiver on the team." "No way," he replied. "You're the best and that's why the coach puts you into the game more than him." He walked over and opened up the door. "Do you want to eat breakfast before we hit the beach?" "Sure, I'm starving." He laughed. "You always say that and you eat almost as much as me." "We burn off a lot of calories playing football. Nothing wrong with that." "Yeah but we could also be burning them off doing the exercises that the coach told us to do over the summer," he said. "When it is time to go back to football then I will do my exercises. Summer is a time off from all of that stuff. Besides, I'm in pretty good shape." "Have you weighed yourself lately?" he asked. "I think I was a hundred and fifty the last time I checked. I don't really care what I weigh as long as I can fit into my clothes and my uniform." "Yeah but all your clothes are baggy so you wouldn't notice if you had put on any weight. You have to make sure that you are in shape when we go out for the team again this semester." "I will be fine," I assured him. "Just make sure that you are," he said. "How about you? Have you weighed yourself lately?" "I'm fine," he replied. "The last time that I checked I was one hundred and seventy. And don't forget that I'm five feet eleven inches tall and I'm taller than most guys on the team, including you." "You are only two inches taller than me, that's not a lot," I said. "And don't forget that I'm not the shortest on the team. Cody is shorter than I am." "He is only a an inch shorter than you. That hardly counts as being shorter." "I guess you're right," I said. "I think I'm just a little bummed out because you have to go back and live in your house once school starts back up again." "Well I haven't seen my mom since summer break began," he said. "And even then I don't get to see her much. She's hardly ever home." "Hasn't she's come to a few of our games?" "Not really. She keeps saying that she will come but she never does." "I wish you could live with us all the time." "Yeah, me too." We went to the kitchen and there was nobody there. "Looks like your mom has gone to work already," Alex said. "Yeah, I guess it's cold cereal again this morning," I replied. "Too bad you can't cook. Then you could make us something hot to eat." "I don't even know how to boil water," he replied. "Cooking is for girls." I went to the cupboard and grabbed the last box of cereal. There was barely enough left for us to have one bowl each. I was still hungry and so I headed for the fridge to find something else to eat. "Ugh, all we have left is Mom's yogurt. How can she eat that stuff?" "I don't know. My mom eats it too. It must be a girl thing." I went over to the counter and the only thing there was a bowl of fruit. "I don't know why Mom buys all this fruit. It's not like you or me ever eat it." "Ugh, I hate fruit." "Me too. I would rather starve than eat a piece of fruit." "Or a vegetable," he added. "I can't think of a single vegetable that I like." "Maybe I will ask my mom to go to the vitamin store and get us some bulking up pills and drinks. We really need to bulk up more for the upcoming football season." "Good idea." Since there was nothing else to eat I quickly ran back to our room and opened the closet door. Most of the shelves were empty due to the fact that we only had about six shirts and pants between the two of us. We dreaded going shopping for clothes and as a result we rarely got any new clothes to wear. Since everything we owned was baggy it really didn't matter if we grew a little. I spotted what I was looking for on the floor. It was a duffel bag that we used to carry a spare change of clothes for football practice. After grabbing the bag I stuffed a couple of towels and baggy shorts into it. About a minute later we were both outside. It was a very hot day and by the time we walked to the beach there were already a lot of people there. We were just about to look for a place to relax when we spotted an ice cream truck parked a short distance away. We dashed over to it and waited in line to purchase an ice cream. Right in front of us was Trevor Watkins. Trevor was a fellow classmate and his family was very rich. He was also on the same football team as us and after Alex he was the second tallest player on the team. All of the boys on the team were well over five feet tall. Trevor turned around and smiled when he saw us. "Hey guys, it's a real hot one today," he said. "You said it," I replied. "I'm surprised to see you here at the beach. Don't you have a huge pool at your house?" "Yes, but it's getting repaired. It won't be ready for a few more days. So until then I have to suffer with all the poor people. But the one nice thing about it is that I get to meet a lot of gorgeous girls here at the beach. At least it has that going for it." "Well I like the beach," Alex said. "It's a good place to relax and do nothing." "Hey don't get me wrong, it's nice if you don't have anything better. And before I forget, are you guys coming to my costume party this weekend? I've invited pretty much the entire school. It's going to be a great opportunity to meet some cute girls." "We'd like to but we don't have any costumes," I said. "Oh don't worry about that," he replied. "It's no problem for me to order some online. I will have two sent over to your house in time for the party." "That's great," I said as he got his ice cream. "Make sure it is something really cool." "And different," Alex said. "I don't want to be wearing the same thing everyone else has on. I want to stand out." "You got it," Trevor said as he walked away. We were just about to purchase our ice cream when I spotted Kathy Meyers walk by. Kathy was a girl that had gone to the same school as us for many years but we never hung out with her. She was about six inches shorter than me and a little overweight. She was on the cheerleading squad and she had had a crush on me for the past few years. "Hey Kathy!" I shouted. She turned and smiled when she saw me. "Jordan! I can't believe you're here." "Yeah, Alex and me decided to hang out at the beach today." "I like your trunks," she said. "Those are new aren't they?" "Yeah my mom bought them for us. This is the first time we're wearing them." "Well they look very nice on you." "Yeah, I look good in pretty much everything, especially my football uniform," I replied. Alex tapped me on the shoulder. "I've got an ice cream for you," he said. I took the ice cream and turned back to Kathy. "Hey, I got to be going now," I said. "Oh, and do you think you can help me with my homework this year like you did last year? You know that I would do it myself but I'm so busy with football that I don't have time for stuff like that." "Of course I will help you out," she said. "But before you go let me take a quick photo of the two of you." "Do you have to?" I asked. "You know that I don't like having my picture taken." "I only want to take a couple of photos," she said. "It's not often that I get to see you when you aren't in uniform." "Well I guess it will be okay," I said. "But make it quick." The two of us stood very close together and smiled as she snapped several photos with her phone. "Thanks," she said as she looked at the images. "These will look great on my site." She headed back to the beach and Alex nudged me with his elbow. "She's always taking pictures of you," he said. "I know she's got a crush on you but you never told me what you think about her." "Oh she's okay I guess," I said. "I'm just too busy with football to worry about having a girlfriend. But if I did want one there are a couple of other girls at school that I think are pretty cute." "Maybe you should do them a favor and ask one of them out," Alex said. "I might. But if I do go out on a date with any of them then they will have to pay for everything." "Of course," he said. "It's the least they could do. Not every girl can go out with a member of the football team. They are the lucky ones." We took off in a different direction and quickly spotted a small group of girls taking photos of themselves. I gave Alex a nudge. "Take a look at that," I said as I pointed them out to him. "Yeah, I see. It's just some girls taking some selfies." "I don't understand why so many girls keep taking pictures of themselves," I said. "Don't they have enough pictures already? The girls at school are always taking selfies." "I don't understand it either. I guess they like how they look." "Well you will never see either one of us doing stupid stuff like that," I said. "I hate having my picture taken." "Me too, it's so stupid." We walked past the girls and we soon came upon a long row of lounge chairs under some large beach umbrellas. Most of them were already taken but we spotted an empty pair at the very end of the row. We were still a few chairs away when we spotted two obese girls about our age heading for the same set of chairs. I pointed them out to Alex and we both dashed to the chairs. We got there a split second before them and we promptly sat down on them. I was feeling very happy that we had gotten there first but the girls didn't look too pleased with us. "Hey! We saw those chairs first," the first girl said. Alex raised his hand slightly and motioned with his thumb. "Well we got them first," he said. "Looks like you were too slow." "And too short," I added. "Too bad you're not as tall as us." "That's not fair," the second girl said. "We were here first." "I don't think so," he replied. "And besides, we've got them now so there's nothing you can do about it because we're not leaving." "You think you can do whatever you want just because you're boys and you think you're bigger and better than us," the first girl said. Alex laughed. "Of course we're bigger and better. All you have to do is look at us and you can see that. And everyone knows that boys are better than girls at everything." "And we're on the football team so we're faster than the two of you," I added. "It's too bad that you were born girls," Alex said. "Otherwise you could be on the team too." "Yeah, it's not our fault you were born girls," I said. "Maybe you should have been boys instead. Boys rule." The first girl pointed her finger at us and scowled. "You need to change your minds about girls," she said. "Girls are good at a lot of things." "Like what?" Alex asked. "Most of the best dancers are girls," she said. Alex laughed. "That's because dancing is for girls." I started to laugh. "Can you imagine anyone on our team dancing?" Alex shook his head. "No way! Dancing is so lame." "That's because girls are lame," I added. I could see that the first girl was extremely angry but I didn't care. "Oh hey, I just thought of something that girls are good at," Alex said. "They like to look pretty." "They should," I said. "They spend a lot of time trying to make themselves look nice." "Yeah, it's too bad these two didn't spend a little more time making themselves look pretty." We both laughed. "Are you kidding?" I said. "It would take these two a real long time to get pretty." "Oh you are both so mean," the second girl said. "I think you need to be taught a lesson." We both continued to laugh. "A lesson?" I said. "Yeah right. Like there's anything either of you could do to us. You're just two girls." "Yeah, and not very pretty either," Alex added. "It wouldn't hurt if they lost a few pounds," I said. "Maybe then they could find something nicer to wear and their swimsuits wouldn't be so stretched out of shape." We gave each other a high five. Both girls looked extremely angry. "You want to see pretty? I will show you pretty," the first girl said to Alex. "And let's see how you like being obsessed about your weight," the second girl said to me. "When we're done with you you'll wish you had never said those mean things to us," the second one said with a grin. Then they both pointed their fingers at us and said some words in a language I had never heard before. "There!" she said triumphantly. "We've just placed a curse on both of you." "That's right," the other one added. "And you're going to be sorry that you ever messed with us." They both laughed as they turned and walked away. "Boy, what a bunch of weirdos," Alex said. "What was that all about?" "Who knows? I could never understand girls." As we watched them walk away we finished off the last of our ice cream. The rest of the day at the beach was pretty uneventful. We walked around for awhile and saw some girls playing volleyball on the sand. "Now that's something I've always wondered about," I said. "Is volleyball a sport?" "Not when girls play it," he said. "Let's see if we can find a Frisbee to toss around." We came across a couple of guys tossing a Frisbee and we joined in with the fun. By the time we were done it was getting close to dinnertime. We headed home and less than ten minutes later we were in the kitchen. It looked like my mother had done some food shopping because we found some hot dogs and frozen dinners in the fridge. After heating them up in the microwave we quickly gobbled them down. Normally when we were done eating we would go into the living room and play some video games. But instead of doing that I saw Alex going towards our room. "What's up?" I asked. "Don't you feel like playing a few games before going to bed?" He yawned and stretched his arms. "Not really. I'm feeling very tired." Suddenly I felt very fatigued as I yawned and stretched my arms. "Yeah, I guess I am too. Maybe we should go to bed." We went to our room and I changed out of my swim trunks and into my boxer shorts while Alex went into the adjacent bathroom. I threw my swim trunk onto the floor by the foot of my bed. Mom was always getting on my case about putting my dirty clothes into the laundry basket but I never did. I knew that she would eventually pick them up and clean them when the time was right. I was just about to get into bed when Alex came out of the bathroom in his boxer shorts. He went over to the table where we kept our football card collection and game winning football. He opened the binder and flipped through several pages. "Looking for something?" I asked. "I just wanted to give them one last look before going to bed," he said. "We must have over a thousand football cards by now." "Maybe even two thousand," I said. A few seconds later he closed the binder and touched the football. Very soon after that he was in his bed. I must have fallen asleep as soon as he turned the light out because the next thing I knew it was morning and I could smell bacon cooking. I sat up and saw that Alex wasn't in his bed. "I guess he smelled the bacon before I did," I said as I got out of bed. I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. By the time I finished and made it to the kitchen Alex was sitting patiently at the table while my mother was cooking at the stove. I grabbed a plate from the table and walked over to the stove. "Smells good Mom," I said. "You're just in time," she said. "Another minute more and I would have given your share to Alex." "You can't do that mom," I said. "You know how much I love eating bacon." She placed six pieces of bacon on my plate and then she scooped some scrambled eggs from another pan and placed that next to the bacon. "I'm going to need more eggs than that mom," I said. "I'm a growing boy." She placed another scoopful on my plate. While I sat next to Alex she came over and placed some food on his plate. As we ate she put the dirty pan into the sink. "And what do the two of you have planned for today?" she asked. "Not much," I replied. "Just chilling and relaxing." "Well since you have a lot of spare time on your hands I was wondering if you could help me with some of the housework that needs to be done." "Housework?" I said. "But that's for girls." "I'm not asking for you to do very much," she said. "You are both two big strong young men and I would just like you to gather all your dirty clothes and throw them into the washing machine. Then when you finish with that I would like it if you could set up my ironing board and bring in all of the clothes that need to be ironed." "Mom! That's a lot of work," I said. "This is summer. We're supposed to be on our break right now. We have to go back to football practice next week and we need to save up all our energy for that." "I know that football is important to you but I'm just asking for a little help around the house." "Okay, Mom, we'll do it, if we have time." She kissed me on the forehead. "That's all I ask." As she walked out of the room Alex tapped me on the shoulder. "Are we really going to do all those things for her?" he asked. "No, of course not," I replied. "I said we would if we have time but we are never going to have time to do that stuff." "So do you want to head back to the beach again?" Alex asked. "Sure. Maybe we'll run into those two girls again." "You mean the two that put a curse on us just because we took their chairs?" I laughed. "Yeah, and we kind of called them fat and ugly too. I can't believe they would try and put a curse on us. It's not like anyone believes in silly things like curses." "And it's not like we were lying," he said. "They really were fat and ugly." We went back to our room and got undressed. Alex reached into the dresser drawer and pulled out our swim trunks. We quickly put them on and after grabbing the duffel bag with our things in it, we headed for the front door. When we got there I spotted my mother standing right next to it. "Good, I wanted to talk to you before you left for the day," she said. "What's up Mom? We're just on our way to the beach." "I figured that out by the way that you were dressed," she said. "But before you go I need to ask a favor. I have to go out tonight with Mrs. Johnson and she needs someone to watch little Rebecca." "But Mom, she's just a baby. And she's a girl baby. You know I'm not good with babies. They cry and they make lots of messes in their diapers." "It will only be for an hour or two," she said. "And Alex will be here to help out." "I'm not good with babies either," Alex said. "You will both be fine. She will bring her over right after dinner. I'm counting on the two of you." "Okay Mom," I said dejectedly. "Okay Mrs. T.," Alex said. She opened the door. "She's also willing to pay you for watching Rebecca." "Well why didn't you say that in the first place?" I asked. "We can use the money to buy some more football cards for our collection." "Football rules!" Alex shouted as he started to go outside. But before he could my mother placed her hand on his shoulder. "Before you go anywhere I need to do something first," she said. She pulled a comb from her pocket and began to comb his unkempt hair. "My goodness Alex," she said. "I can't believe that you were going outside with your hair looking like that." When she was done she put the comb back in her pocket. "Thank Mrs. T. Sometimes I forget to comb it. But you know I really don't pay any attention to how I look." "Yeah, he doesn't care if he looks nice or not," I added. "Well I do and as long as he is staying with us I will do my best to make him look presentable," she said. We headed out the door. The moment we were outside we were hit with a blast of hot humid air. "Wow, feels like another hot one today," I said. "Yeah, maybe when we get to the beach we can dive into the water and cool off." "Good idea," I replied. "I love to swim." "I feel a little sorry for your mom. She just doesn't understand that I'm not really interested in how I look. It's more important to remember all the different football formations and game plays that we need to know." "Football is so awesome." When we got to the beach it was even more crowded than it was the day before. Not only were all of the beach chairs filled but there were dozens of people in the water. "We can hit the water later," Alex said. "I know a place that's secluded where we can get away from all these people." I followed him for several minutes and we came to a large sand dune. Climbing over it we arrived at an area that was completely deserted. Alex sat down on the ground and I sat alongside him. We rested there comfortably for several minutes and I was so comfortable that I began to doze off. I was having a very strange dream about Cody and Trevor, two boys that were on our football team. For some unexplained reason they were asking Alex and me to go out on a date with them. Before the dream could continue I suddenly woke up. "Wow, I must have fallen asleep because I just had the strangest dream," I said. "I fell asleep too but I don't remember having any dreams," Alex said as he sat up. "What was yours about?" "Oh, uh nothing really," I said. I felt a little embarrassed telling him about the crazy dream. "Hey do you want to see if we can find the ice cream truck?" Alex shook his head as he lay back down. "No, it's just too hot to do anything." "Yeah, I guess you're right. I really hope we see those two girls who put that curse on us. I can't wait to show them how nothing has happened to us." "That will be fun," Alex said. "Oh and when we get back to your house remind me to thank your mom." "For what?" "For the new swimsuits she bought us." "Swimsuits? Oh you mean the trunks she got us." "You know we never wear trunks," he said. "We've always worn swimsuits." I looked down and saw that we weren't wearing baggy swim trunks. Instead we both had on a pair of skimpy little swimsuits. Alex's was purple while mine had green and orange stripes running through it. "That's funny," I said. "I thought I put on orange trunks this morning but now that I see it I vaguely remember putting these on." "You should remember putting them on. They're the same suits that we wore to the beach yesterday. Kathy even commented on how nice you look in it." "Yeah, I do remember that. And she is right, I do look nice in this swimsuit. I don't know why I thought that we were in baggy trunks." "Baggy? Ugh," he said. "I would never wear baggy trunks." I smiled when I saw two familiar figures stepping over the sand dune. "Don't look now but here come those two crazy girls that put the curse on us." "Yeah, I see," he said. "Well let's try to be nice to them. We were a little rough on them yesterday." "All we did was tell them the truth," I said. "I know but girls can't handle the truth like us guys can." The two girls smiled when they saw us. "Well if it isn't the two obnoxious boys that we met yesterday," the first girl said. "Okay, okay, I know we were a bit rough with you guys. Why don't we start all over again. My name is Alex and this is my best bud Jordan." "Alex? I guess that's short for Alexander?" the second girl said. "Yeah, but nobody calls me that. Everyone just calls me Alex." "Well I'm Theresa and this is Megan. But don't think this means that we aren't still mad at you." "That's right," Megan said. "We're not taking off the curse we placed on you." I laughed. "Come on. Nobody believes in curses or magic." "We do. We're witches." "Hey, I know you're not very pretty but I wouldn't call you witches," I said. "Come on dude," Alex said. "You know we weren't supposed to mention how ugly and fat they are." Megan turned to Theresa. "You see! You wanted to come here and remove the curse but I told you that it was a bad idea. Now do you agree that the curse needs to stay on?" Theresa slowly nodded. "Yes, I can see that it is going to take a lot more time before they learn their lesson. I was hoping that what has happened to them already would be enough." "What are you two talking about?" I asked. "Nothing has happened to us." "You're only beginning to feel the effects of the curse," Theresa said. "So far there has already been one change in your life." "Change? What change are you talking about?" Alex asked. "Well if you really want to know, it's your swimsuit," she said. "What's wrong with my swimsuit?" he asked. "It's different from what you wore before," she replied. "It's actually a lot skimpier than the type you usually wear." "I thought we had trunks on today," I said. "And yesterday." "No we didn't," Alex said. "We had on these suits!" "Are you sure? I'm pretty sure we wore baggy trunks." "I'm positive. We don't wear baggy trunks. We don't even own baggy trunks." Both girls giggled. "You see?" Theresa said. "Jordan partially remembers what things were really like but Alex has completely fallen under the enchantment." "That's because I placed a double whammy on him," Megan said proudly. "But it doesn't really matter. Very soon they'll both be feeling the full effects of the curse." "What are you two talking about?" I asked. "We told you. We put a curse on you," Theresa replied. "Yes, you made fun of us because we are girls and how we look. So we decided to show you what it is really like to be a girl and be judged by your appearance." "Really? And just how is that supposed to happen?" I asked. "You're both going to change into girls," Megan said proudly. "Yeah, right," I said. "It's already starting to happen," Megan said. "Just look at your friend." I looked over at Alex and was surprised to discover that his hair was much longer than it had been a minute ago. It now went down to his shoulders and it was styled differently. It looked a lot like a girl's hairstyle. "Alex? What's up with your hair?" "I was just about to ask you the same thing," he said. I reached up and felt a large pile of curly hair on the top of my head. I grabbed a handful of it and pulled it in front of my eyes. It was definitely a lot longer and curlier than I had ever worn it. "What have you done to our hair?" I asked. "Why is it like this?" "Your hair is just the first part of your transformation," Theresa said. "I figure you have a couple of minutes before you completely transform. The first change always takes the longest." "Change? Change into what?" "A girl!" Megan said. "Haven't you been listening?" "But I don't want to become a girl," I said. "Too late now," Megan said. "The curse has already been cast. But don't worry. The effects will only last for a few hours." "Well for the first time it will last a few hours," Theresa said. "We aren't sure about the other ones." "A few hours? I don't want to be a girl for a few hours." "Don't worry, when it happens it will feel completely natural being a girl," Theresa said. "But everyone will laugh at us when they see that we've turned into girls." "No they won't," Theresa said. "Nobody will notice anything different about you. As far as they are concerned you have always been girls. Even you won't remember that you were once boys. Your whole life will be one where you had been born a girl." "But when you change back you will remember everything that you did when you were girls," Megan added. "That's right," Theresa said. "And when you are girls everything that you own will become girl stuff, including your clothes and your bedroom." "That's not fair," I said. "It's okay," Alex said to me. "We can handle it for a few hours. We'll just hang out on the beach until it is all over." "You can do that," Theresa said. "But there's more to it." "Like what?" "This won't be the only time that you change into girls," Theresa said. "Yes, it's going to happen a total of ten times," Megan said. "After the tenth time you won't change into girls again." "Ten times! That's horrible!" I said. "Oh that's not the worst part," Megan said. "Every time you change back to boys elements of your lives as girls will also become part of your boy lives. And events in your past will change so that it all feels perfectly normal." "I'm almost afraid to ask what that means," I said. "It means that every time you change back into boys you will keep a little bit of your girl selves and lose a bit of your boy selves," Megan explained. "To put it simply some of the things you like to do as girls will also become things that you enjoy doing as boys. Because of that your likes and dislikes will begin to change. And so will everyone's memories of those things including yours. Even though it is a recent change you will think that your lives have always been like that. So with every change that occurs you will acquire new memories to match those changes. Everyone, including you, will believe that you have always been that way." "What way?" I asked. "You'll find out," Megan said with an evil grin. "Although you probably won't realize it," Theresa said. "Past events will continue to change in your lives every time you change back. So things that happen to you one day may never have happened after your next change." "All of this will feel so natural that you won't even notice that anything is different in your lives." "I think I would notice if something in my life had changed," Alex said. "You didn't notice that you were wearing different swimsuits from before," Megan said. "That's because they're not different," Alex said. "We've always worn competitive style swimsuits. They are extremely comfortable." "This is all so confusing," I said. "Oh and one thing that I forgot to mention is that you will have some different experiences with people when you are boys and also when you are girls," Megan said. "So just because you say or do something with a person when you're boys, that doesn't mean that it went the same way in your girl lives. And as things continue to change in your boy lives so will your past in both." "So things you thought were true before can completely change the next time you become boys again and you won't remember that your lives have changed," Theresa said. "Uh, Jordan, I feel a little odd," Alex said. I turned and that's when I noticed that he was beginning to change. His body had become a bit slimmer especially in the waist. It was definitely a lot more curved than before. Not only that but he was also beginning to shrink. He always used to be several inches taller than me but now he was several inches shorter and he was still getting smaller. Suddenly a matching strapless top magically appeared on his chest. And then underneath his top I could see his chest begin to expand. "Alex, you... you're growing boobs!" I exclaimed. To Be Continued in Chapter Two