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Price of Power 4
Britney's Big change
Near the middle part of the 21st century, several cosmic events occurred
at the same time-a massive solar flare, an extra solar comet with a tail
of unknown radiation passed near earth, and an experimental power source
being developed in the pacific area went online. The results were
unexplainable-almost seven million people (out of a population of seven
billion) developed some sort of superhuman ability. Some of these were
physical, others mental, others could only be described as magical. Some
made physical changes of greater or lesser degree, most did not. Power
levels varied greatly also. With millions of so-called 'enhanced humans'
living on earth, obviously life became very different, both for the
recipients of the change and for those who were not.
Brett Morrison was a typical all-american boy. He was 12 years old, quite
athletic and very well liked by almost all, he even got along with his 16
year old sister Marybeth, a cheerleader for the high school he would
attend in a few years. They both had dark brown hair and eyes, genetic
gifts from both parents. He was the quarterback on his AYF football team,
and hoped to continue playing, and eventually play for the Mustangs, his
local high school team on his side of town on the New Jersey Shore. From
there he hoped to earn a scholarship, hopefully to a division one team,
but if not, then at least a partial to a division two school. He was a
little young for a girlfriend, but he was getting interested, and was
quite close to some of the AYF cheerleaders, especially Melanie Carstairs,
a cute blonde who lived down the block from him. They had been born
within a week of each other, and had grown up together, including parties,
Sunday School, youth group and others events. Once they had gotten a
little older, the birthday parties had stopped, as at that age, both
preferred to hang with their own gender. Now that they were approaching
their teen years, joint events would soon begin occurring again. Or so he
hoped. Naturally, fate had other plans.
Brett had just gotten home from school, where his mother, a rare stay at
home mom, was waiting for him with his usual after school healthy snack.
He wolfed it down, with the usual finesse of a twelve year old boy, and
went to his room to relax for a while before he began his homework.
That's when it happened. Along with 7 million or so other people in his
town, including one of the high school cheerleaders. He felt a sharp
stabbing pain all over his body, and then fell unconscious. Since his mom
had the television in the study on, and a newscaster broke into the
afternoon programming with a rather special announcement, when he woke up
and came downstairs, she was quite aware of what had happened.
Since millions of people had experienced a physical change, most often
including a change of sex, and Brett was still wearing the clothes he went
upstairs in, though with a drastically changed body, Cathy Morrison was
pretty sure what had happened to her son.
Brett explained what had happened to him when he woke up. He explained
that he felt strange, and was shocked to see what he looked like in the
full length mirror on the inside of his closet. Shorter than usual, long
dark brown hair, delicate features and body, and the beginning of a pair
of breasts forming on his chest, roughly the same size as Melanie's, not
that he'd ever seen them except in her bathing suit. He started to
actually cry (something he never ever did!)-he didn't want to be a girl.
His mother explained to him what she had heard on the tv, that millions of
people had changed, and they all had some sort of power. Maybe he would
too-and nobody even knew yet if the change was permanent. But they'd
stick with him, and help him get through it, until it was over. And if it
was permanent, well, they'd help him then too. His mom told him they
would have to have a few talks about being a girl, at least until they
found out if it was reversable. He wasn't looking forward to that, as he
knew one girl in his class had had to rush out of the room in a panic, and
one of the other boys with older sisters had told him the reason for that.
He didn't want to consider that in the slightest.
Since his male clothing wouldn't fit him any more, his mom volunteered to
go out shopping for him. she promised no dresses or skirts just yet, or
anything else over the top girlie. He would, however need some lingerie,
jeans, lots of tops, and several pairs of shoes, though he could get away
with sneakers for a while, he didn't need to practice in heels unless they
found out this was relatively permanent. He would need a purse to hold
essentials-and she told her new daughter exactly what some of those
essentials were. She promised to provide those for the new young lady
too, and of course explain all about that part of a woman's life. Some
toiletries and basic cosmetics, though he wouldn't be expected to use them
just yet. Though at age 12, it would seem strange if she didn't at least
want to try them out. He wasn't looking forward to that either. He would
miss being on the AYF football team-he had a lot of friends and he liked
the recognition that went with being the quarterback of a winning team.
And since he had started being interested in girls, several of the
cheerleaders and some others had bashfully shown a little interest back.
As a male, he had been looking forward to some very interesting and
enjoyable times over the next several years. That was definitely out, at
least for now, and probably permanently unless science or something could
find a way out of this mess.
His parents were sparing of his feelings, and said he could stay out of
school for a few days until he got more or less acclimated to his new
body, and learned how to walk, talk and interact with the world,
especially males. Though his mom and sister warned him that his biggest
problem would be with other girls. A lot of them would feel threatened by
someone as pretty as she was, and most of them could be downright catty
and even total bitches. And they would easily pick up on any wrong or
inappropriate actions on her part. As to the pronoun, they all decided
that it was best to use the feminine ones, as that would make it more
difficult for her to make a serious mistake. They also decided that she
needed a name, sooner rather than later. While 'Brett' was sometimes a
girl's name, it was better to choose something[s1] more feminine, but
still close to the original, in case she started to say her original name.
She could easily switch to the new one mid-sentence. After several
attempts back and forth, the three of them decided the new girl in the
family would take the name 'Britney', and could use Brit for short. She
figured one name was as good as another, as long as she had to be stuck in
this body, for now anyway.
Britney Morrison spent the week learning how to be a girl. Hair care,
nails, makeup, clothing choices and matching, walking in heels, talking,
personal care such as washing, moisturizing, shaving and even a discussion
on intimate female topics, particularly one which was certain to occur
within a few weeks. The following Monday, Britney Morrison was ready to
go to school. She wasn't sure she was ready to walk the halls and
cafeteria of Memorial Middle School, but she really didn't have a choice.
She couldn't stay out forever, and her mom couldn't quit work to
homeschool. And the closest parochial schools were either too expensive
or aligned with a religious group they didn't belong to. They were
neither Catholic nor Fundamentalist Protestant So back to good old MMS it
was.
Mrs. Morrison had already taken her to the school board office, and
explained the situation. Luckily, they were familiar with the phenomenon,
as it had been all over the news for a week. As a matter of fact, a very
popular junior cheerleader from the high school on the other side of town
had been transformed into a male, so they were used to the procedure. In
due course, Brett was dropped, and Britney was enrolled, with the same
class schedule as before. Including physical education, which in their
district was a coed class, though with separate locker rooms. Going in
there made Britney gulp. A week ago, going in there while the girls were
changing would have been the ultimate fantasy. Now it would just be a
normal part of life for a seventh grader.
And so it was. Britney walked into the girls locker room and over to the
locker to which she had been assigned. To say she was nervous was an
understatement, as several girls were already in various stages of
undress. Brit gulped, faced her locker and began to undress. She finally
managed to change into the gym shorts and t-shirt she had brought, and
went out into the gym with the other girls, and of course the boys who
were already there. Naturally, being adolescent males, they took long
hard gazes at the girls in their t-shirts and abbreviated shorts, causing
the usual blushing on their parts. Some of the girls swore under their
breath about the pigs they were forced into gym with, but there wasn't
much they could do about it. The teacher called then into rows, took roll
and bagan class. Volleyball, which was luckily a sport that Brit was good
at. Though now she was a bit unbalanced due to her chest development, and
of course she needed to get acclimated to the lack of size and strength
her change had wrought upon her.
Class ended, no one recognized her as their former classmate Brett, and
everyone went to their respective locker rooms to get changed. Of course,
it took the girls longer, since they had to crowd the mirrors to repair
the minimal makeup they were allowed in seventh grade. One of the girls
Brit had gotten friendly with (actually they had known each other for a
long time, but she certainly wasn't going to mention that little fact)
suggested she get herself a locker mirror to save time. She could always
finish up in the girls room later. Brit acknowledged that was a good
idea, especially since she wasn't allowed to wear very much at her age
anyway-just a little blush, mascara and lip gloss, plus nail polish in a
light shade. At least that s what she told the other girl.
As the days went on, Britney became acclimatedto her new life as a middle
school female. She made friends, both female and male. Fall sports were
already underway, but tryouts for winter basketball and gymnastics were
coming up soon. Britney didn't know anything about gymnastics (or
cheerleading, for that matter) but as Brett, she had been an outstanding
forward in Bitty League Basketball. Those skills shouldn't have left her,
and a few afternoons at the neighborhood basketball hoop proved that they
weren't. actually, her coordination was somewhat better, and she could
make jump shots from a good distance. So basketball it would be.
Meanwhile, what she had been dreading occurred.
One Saturday morning (luckily, she had heard stories in the girls locker
and restrooms about 'accidents', especially while wearing a white skirt or
slacks, she woke up with blood on her pantiesHer mom had made sure she
knew how to take care of herself. So she ran to her bathroom (actually
the second bathroom in the house) and dealt with it, waited until her dad
left for the hardware store, and talked to her mom about it. Her mother
made sure she had done everything correctly, reviewed instructions on care
and changing, and gave her new daughter a hug. Britney wasn't sure about
the girl thing just yet, she still wanted her male body back, but she was
getting used to things. She figured that if she had to be a girl, it was
better to be a pretty one. And most of her male classmates (and former
friends) had noticed she was exactly that. She was totally surprised when
out of the blue, Jimmy Osborn, a friend from football, came up to her and
asked her to go to the school Winter Dance with him. she stammered, not
knowing what to say, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings, as she knew
how difficult it was for a boy of that age to do something like that. She
said she had to ask her parents, as she really wasn't allowed to date yet,
but if they said yes, she'd be glad to. If not, she'd certainly love to
hang out at the dance with him, even if they didn't walk in together.
They left it at that, waiting on the Morrison's answer.
Britney went in to talk to her mother as soon as she got home from work.
She told her that Jimmy, a boy her parents knew well had asked her to the
winter ball, and that in order to keep her cover, she'd like to go with
him. in addition, she thought he was cute ('Did I really say that about
an old friend?') she asked herself. Surprisingly, her mom said yes, and
was sure her father would agree. It was only a school dance, with parents
providing transportation at this age. His big sister chimed in and
heartily agreed. Since Brett had changed, it wasn't surprising that the
two girls had become closer, with Jessica taking her little sister under
her wing and teaching her things about being a teen girl that their mom
either didn't know or wasn't about to tell her youngest daughter. Britney
received a crash course in boys, including a thorough explanation of
various forms of birth control, which Brit was absolutely sure she wasn't
going to need for a very long time, if ever.
Britney, her mom and sister had to go dress shopping to get something
appropriate for the dance. Formals and long gowns were out, but they
looked through the department stores at the Ocean County Mall, and after
several hours of looking, Brit found what she considered the perfect dress
in the juniors department of Boskov. It was her favorite blue, just about
knee length with mid length sleeves and a scoop neckline. The skirt
flared out at the waist, which would be cute when she and Jimmy were on
the dance floot. She also got her first pair of heels-only two inches at
first, but it was a start. Boskov had an extensive cosmetics department,
so a stop at Clinique was approved by mom and Brit found herself being
made over, with the purchase of several new items, including a much bolder
lipstick than she was used to following. She was informed that she could
only wear it on special occasions, such as the dance. She needed
permission to wear it or her other new things at other times. For
everyday and school, the original makeup rules still applied. Cathy
Morrison was well aware that teen girls often hit the girls room when they
got to school to overdo what they were allowed, and Cathy put her foot
down and said she did NOT want to hear of that happening from a teacher
during conferences. She had enough to do with getting used to being a
female, and she still had a long way to go.
The day of the dance came up on a Friday, and Brit, like most of the girls
rushed home to get ready. She ate an early light dinner and then hit the
shower (homework could wait until Saturday). She washed her hair and
shaved her legs and armpits while in the shower stall. After she dried
off, her sister came into her room to help here out for her first date and
dance. She even brought her favorite perfume (Narcisse) for Brit to use on
this occasion. She changed into her lingerie, and pulled a slip over her
head, followed by a pair of black toned pantyhose (which she still wasn't
used to). Her dress followed, and she looked absolutely adoreable in it.
She then sat down at the desk she was temporarily using as a vanity, and
her sister went to work on her hair and makeup. She was actually wearing
a light eyeshadow and liner for the first time, though not enough to
overpower her lips. When she was done, she slipped her new lipstick into
her purse and waited for Jimmy to get there. It was long in coming.
The two walked into the school gym arm in arm, and they were easily the
most attractive couple at the dance. A lot of the girls were jealous of
her, but since she didn't flout her attractiveness, try to steal
boyfriends or act like a snot, they didn't act hostile in any way. The
two made their way to their table where six of their friends also sat, and
prepared to enjoy themselves. Brit smiled to herself, since she knew a
lot about Jimmy (that he didn't know she knew) while she was still the new
girl from out of town to him. but they got to know each other quite well
that night.
Britney's life went on, with school, basketball soccer and track seasons
coming and going over the next few years. She wasn't old enough to date
regularly or have a steady boyfriend, but she did go out with groups that
often seemed to pair off. She dated Jimmy off and on, but didn't settle
down to one boy for a long time. Her mom and dad insisted she learn to
protect herself, so they enrolled her at the local branch of the Rainbow
Dragon Karate System, which had a great reputation for training great figh
ters for either competiton or the street. The instructor was a woman
named Danielle Cummings-Stanfield, a fifth degree black belt and a local
girl, married to a retired army ranger. Everyone in town knew her story,
how she was actually transgendered and had been assaulted, and somehow her
attackers had been viciously beaten up and damaged by a group of six
assailants. They had never been found, coincidentally. Brit worked hard,
and since she had started so early (age 12), had qualified forher first
degree black belt at 16 (the minimum age) and two years later for second
degree at age 18. She continued training all her life, though never
achieved master rank, simply employing it for exercise and the ability to
defend herself if necessary.
She did discover that she had received a super power, not one that could
be used in a dramatic manner. It seems her intelligence was off the
charts, at least 300 if the scale actually went that high. She could do
lightning fast calculations, remembered everything she read and had an
impeccable sense of logic and could draw conclusions of the skimpiest of
facts. She used this ability to earn a PhD in Physics and a MSEE, and
went to work for NASA. She roense to the level of GS17 and earned a
fantastic salary for a government employee, helping to design and plan the
first manned launch to Mars.
In due course, course she did meet the love of her life, married and had
two children, neither of whom had any hint of a super power. That seemed
to be the norm for all of the changees from so long ago. The phenomenon
was a one generational event. Given all the chaos it had caused, the
entire world (especially most of those who HAD been changed) sincerely
hoped so.
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