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GLITCH
Samuel was a 15-year-old boy who wishes he were a 15-year-old girl. And
as usual, it was the fear of how his family and school mates would
respond kept him in the closet. But an unexpected wish on a rainy-day,
changes everything.
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CHAPTER ONE - The Girl
It was a gloomy overcast morning with just a hint of rain in the air.
Samuel sat at his computer working on his report for his history class.
It would not be due for several days, but Samuel was never one for
putting things off until the last minute. It was about five in the
morning, and he would not need to head off for school for about two and a
half hours. Most teens would stay in bed until five minutes before the
school bus arrived, but not Samuel - for several reasons. First off, he
had always been a habitual early riser. Second, this report was not
going to write itself. And then there was the girl; the third and most
important reason.
Samuel sat at his computer, typing away. His bedroom window was open so
he could enjoy the fresh, damp morning air. But Samuel kept his ears
open, listening for something. And then he heard it, a simple splash.
He turned off his bedroom lights and peered out his window, straining his
eyes. And then, off in the distance - he saw her.
It was late May, and the current school year was winding down. At this
time of year, the days were still warm, but getting longer. Two things
that Samuel appreciated. First off, the early light allowed him to see
her sooner, and get a better view as she passed. As she jogged down the
sidewalk, something she has done every morning except Sundays, Samuel
found himself appreciating the second reason. She was wearing a pink
pair of spandex leggings and a black jogging bra, accentuating every
curve of her body in great detail.
She was the most perfect embodiment of young womanhood he had ever seen,
and each day as she jogged past, Samuel was there at his window watching
her go by; longing for what he couldn't have - her body. But he had no
desire to be with her sexually; he did not necessarily want to be with
her at all. What he wanted was her body. Or more precisely, he wanted
to be a girl and have a body like hers.
Since a very young age, Samuel wanted to be a girl. It was one of those
deep-down feelings that just would not go away. But he feared talking to
anyone about it. He did not want to be laughed at, yelled at, or called
it a freak. So, he kept quiet, and kept everything bottled up to
himself. Was it that he was a girl born in a boy's body, or was it just a
deep-down desire? This could be argued and debated at length at a future
time. But at the present time, all that mattered was the model of
perfection jogging past his bedroom window.
As she got closer, he could see her breasts, although constrained by the
jogging bra, slightly sway with each step. The spandex leggings hugged
her every curve, and more importantly accentuated the void between her
legs. Something Samuel didn't have, but longed for with ever fiber of
his being. As she passed his house and continued on, he could also see
her tight firm butt. Not swaying as much as her breasts, but still each
butt cheek keeping stride with each and every step. She continued off
into the distance; oblivious to the fact that Samuel was watching her
from his bedroom window.
As Samuel began to turn back to his computer, a small glint near the rain
gutter caught his eye. It was caught up with some debris that was in the
water heading for the rain gutter. But it had hit some rocks and
therefore stalled on its path to oblivion. Was it something the girl had
possibly dropped? Then again, maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him,
and it was nothing at all. But mere moments later, as the pile shifted
in the running water, it caught the light from the streetlamp, once again
reflecting into Samuel's window.
If the girl had dropped it, and if it was valuable, it was about to be
gone forever. Samuel jumped up from the window, ran downstairs grabbing
a hoodie on the way and sprinted out the door. He reached the rain
gutter just as the pile was starting to break up and grabbed the object
just as everything else slipped down the drain.
Rain settling on his hoodie, Samuel looked down to see what was in his
hand. It was a ring. Not a normal ring like a wedding band or other
fine jewelry. This was a big gawdy heavy ring, almost like a school
class ring, but not. It had a lot of marking and inscriptions that
Samuel could not make out, but were none the less, enchanting. He
slipped the ring into his pocket and headed back inside the house, out of
the dampness.
Sitting on the edge of his bed, Samuel took the ring out to inspect it
further. Although it looked really big outside, as he now looked at it
even closer, it was not quite so big. Almost like it would actually fit
on his teenage finger. It was a magnificent ring and Samuel felt almost
hypnotized by it as he slipped it on his finger.
CHAPTER TWO - Meeting Gene
Suddenly there was a knock at the door snapping Samuel out of his trance.
And without waiting for permission, someone opened the door and stepped
into the room. He was a large fellow in a business suit with an odd
color to his skin. Although Samuel did not know who this intruder was,
he felt strangely calm, like he could trust this man.
"Hi, I'm Gene!" he said, while reaching out to shake Samuel's hand.
Samuel just sat on the edge of his bed in a state of stock and confusion.
But still for some reason, slowly reached out his hand to accept the
gentleman's greeting. Finally, Samuel was able to string a few words
together. "Wh... who... are..."
"Yea, yea, who am I. Always the first question I get. Short and sweet,
I'm the genie of the lamp. Although some how I got stuck in a ring
instead of a lamp. Weird how it happened, really."
Samuel just sat there in disbelief, saying nothing.
"You see, there was this warrior who planned a march across the mountains
with some elephants. Anyway, he needed lots of swords, so melted down
anything that was metal to make swords, my lamp included. I do not think
he ever realized what he was destroying. Regardless I had to find a new
home and settled in a beautiful necklace around a young lady's neck.
Unfortunately, whenever I have completed my duty as a genie, both my home
and I are instantly relocated to a location where I can obtain a new
master."
"My next master was a lovely young lady named Ann who apparently received
my necklace as a wedding present. Unfortunately, her husband was a
sovereign who had a knack for taking off the heads of his wives. Dear
miss Ann had only cast one wish before she met her fate. When the blade
fell on her neck, my home was once again destroyed, and I found myself in
a ring worn by the executioner himself."
"I have had several masters since then, but happily, and luckily I have
been able to keep my ring intact."
At that point, Gene stopped his rambling and saw Samuel's jaw just
hanging. He reached out his finger, and gently nudged the jaw closed.
Then in a compassionate, fatherly sort of way, he sat on the bed next to
Samuel.
"I'm sorry kid, sometimes I get worked up. I'm Gene, and I am a genie
that lives within that ring you are wearing. You summoned me when you
put the ring on your finger."
Samuel looked down at his hand, still wearing the ring. Then he looked
back up at Gene. For some reason he felt calm. Something told him he
was safe with this guy, and he could believe what was being said. Slowly
he began to gather his wits. "So... um... you're a genie?"
"Yea, but unfortunately I can only give you one wish."
Quizzically, Samuel cocked his head like a confused puppy.
"I know, I know, usually you get three. But you see, each time I
relocate to occupy something different, I lose a little of my power. Had
you gotten the lamp, yes you would have gotten three wishes. With the
necklace, you would have gotten two wishes. But you got the ring, so...
one wish, I'm sorry. But on the plus side, I still have the ring. I
would hate to think what would happen if that got destroyed. I might end
up on some corner in Vegas doing card tricks. Oh, there I go rambling
again. Okay, in a nutshell, you put on the ring, you get a wish. So,
what will it be?"
Again, Samuel looked down at the ring on his finger. "A wish huh? And
only one?"
"You got it. So, what do you want?" Gene pauses for a moment, then puts
his arm around Samuel's shoulders. In a calming tone, he says "You know
what, I may be a genie with the ability to do all kinds of magic, but it
hardly takes any magic ability at all to see what you desire. Just say
the word and you can become the young lady you have always wanted to be."
"How did you kno...." Samuel started. "Oh, being a genie and all, you
can read minds too I guess", he said shyly, hanging his head in
embarrassment.
"It's like I said kid, some things don't require magic at all. Just the
ability to see. Anyway, are you ready to make your wish?"
Samuel thought deeply for a moment. Then very carefully crafted the
wording in his head so his wish could not be twisted in some way. "Okay,
Gene, here's my wish. My parents have always struggled to make ends meet
and put food on the table. So, my wish is to make them financially
secure. Not necessarily rich, but to own a stable and profitable
business or two, and perhaps have a few wise investments that they have
as a nest egg."
"Wow kid, that's about the most selfless wish I have heard in a very long
time." Gene said. "Okay, you got it."
And with that, Gene stood up, and started waving his hands in the air and
began mumbling. Then he stopped for a moment. "You might want to step
back kid, my magic has been kind of glitchy lately, and I you never know
what the side effects are going to do."
"What!?!?" Samuel asked. "Ya know, that might have been something you
should have told me up front!"
Gene just shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry," he said. And with that he
started waving his hands in the air once again and mumbling. Samuel hid
behind the bed for protection, not knowing if his bed would afford any
protection against magic. Gene's mumbling became a chant, and the chant
became a roar. And then, all of a sudden there was a sudden explosion of
light, totally engulfing his room.
And then.... Nothing.
Samuel looked down at his hand, and the ring was gone. Looking up, Gene
was gone as well. Samuel got up and sat on his bed. "What really
happened?" He thought to himself. "Or did anything even happen at all."
Confused, Samuel just sat there.
CHAPTER THREE - Revelation
Samuel heard a knock at the door, but this time, nobody barged in. "Hey
Samuel!" he heard his father say. "You decent?"
"Yea dad, you can come in."
The door opened, and Samuel's dad strode into the room. Samuel
immediately noticed something was off. His dad was a manager at BestBuy
and normally about this time of day would have been dressed in the
typical blue BestBuy shirt getting ready for work. But instead he came
in wearing business attire; slacks, button down shirt, tie.... A tie?
Samuel could not recall the last time he had seen his dad wearing a tie.
Samuel's father walked in and sat on the bed and put his arm around his
shoulders. A tingle ran up Samuel's spine as he was hit with a massive
wave of D?j? vu. "Son, we need to have a talk," his father started...
Samuel cut him off though. "Dad, I am fifteen, isn't it a little late
for the 'Birds and Bee's' talk?"
"Son, this isn't the 'Birds and Bee's' talk. More like.... Let's call
it the 'Flowers and Bee's' talk." Once again, Samuel found himself
cocking his head in confusion. His father continued. "Son, your mom and
I have known for a long time that you have wished you were a girl"...
Samuel looked up at his dad in shock. He opened his mouth to say
something, but nothing came out. "It's okay son, it's okay. Your mom
and I are okay with it. We were waiting to see if it was just a phase,
or something much much more. I am here now, because, well, we feel this
isn't something that is going away, and we felt something finally needed
to be done for your mental and emotional wellbeing."
Samuel buried his face into his father's should and began to cry
uncontrollably. Years of tension being released in wave after wave of
tears.
Patting Samuel's head, his father said, "Son..." then paused. "No, that
won't do. My darling daughter... yes, much better. That is what you
have always wanted to hear, so that is what it will be. You go ahead and
take the day off school and get yourself together. Tonight, your mom is
going to take you shopping, and we're going to make some changes. Then
we'll set you up with a doctor to get the ball rolling in your new life."
Looking up at his dad, and wiping his nose on his dad's sleeve, he
asked... "B.. but how did you know?"
"Sweetheart, some things don't require magic, just the ability to see."
And with that, another shiver and sense of D?j? vu. His dad then stood
up, and helped Samuel lay down, pulling the covers over him. He then
walked over to the window and closed it. "Brrrrr. Drafty." Then turned
and walked towards the door, stops, and says, "Get some rest,
everything's going to be fine." The then leaves the room, shutting the
door gently behind him. Samuel put his head on his pillow and passed out
within moments.
CHAPTER FOUR - A New Beginning
Samuel woke up to his mother gently nudging him. "Sam, Sam, sweetheart,
time to get up."
As he woke from his slumber, he noticed a vase of flowers beside his bed.
A card on it read, "LOVE, DAD". His mother continued nudging him until
he finally sat up.
"What's going on mom?" he asked groggily.
"Sam. Is it okay if I call you that now. 'Samuel' seems a bit too
masculine, don't you think? How 'bout we start calling you Sam, and one
day in the future, we may even go with 'Samantha'... Hmmm?"
"Mom, this is kind of sudden. I mean..."
"It's okay sweetheart. No rush. We just want to let you know that when
you are ready, we're there for you."
"But dad said we were going shopping. I don't know if I'm ready for any
drastic changes yet."
His mom laughed. "No silly, we're going to the grocery store. From now
on, you will be helping me with dinner. I young lady should know how to
cook after all. So get dressed, we have to get going." And with that
she got up and left the room.
Samuel.... No, his mom was right... Sam got up and got dressed in sweats
and a Tee-Shirt. A lot of things running through his mind. Excitement,
nervousness, and yes, still some fear. But with his parents behind him,
he knew everything would be okay.
That evening, the three of them sat around the kitchen table discussing
Sam's future. His parents told him that they could tell he was not happy
being a boy. They thought the stress in his life might be from bad
parenting, and that they had sought counseling. It was during that
counseling that the right questions were asked, and the signs became
glaringly obvious. Sam wished that HE was a SHE.
Sam couldn't deny any of this, although he wasn't sure what signs his
parents had picked up on. Regardless, in the here and now he wasn't
going to complain or argue. He wanted to embrace this new life his
parents were offering him with everything he had.
The plan was laid out. Around the house, Sam could experiment as much as
he wished. Mom would teach him how to subtly apply makeup, and when
ready, maybe even buy some girly clothes. But outside the house, he
would remain a boy... for now. They would get him a doctor's appointment
so they could start him on hormones if he so desired. They asked him if
that was something he wanted, and he excitedly shook his head in
agreement.
"So you would like to start on hormones as soon as possible?" they asked.
"Um.. Like yesterday soon," he responded, and they all laughed.
Continuing the discussion, it was agreed that they would continue along
at whatever pace Sam felt comfortable. Wenever he was ready to present
to the world as a she, his parents would be there to support him.
(her?).
And lastly, Sam's father said he wanted Sam to start learning Karate. To
Sam this came out of the blue, and he had to ask why. "Because, as much
as your mother and I want to protect you, there will be those out there
who don't understand, and even fear the life you wish to live. As this
often leads to violence, I want you to learn to protect yourself." They
all agreed that this was a wise course of action.
Lastly, Sam asked, "Dad, this can't come cheap. How are we affording all
this?"
"Sweetheart, we are doing pretty well for ourselves. Our chain of
McDonald's restaurants are remaining financially stable in these tough
economic times, but beyond that, we have been able to squirrel away a few
stocks in Microsoft, Google, and Amazon. So don't worry. Whatever you
need, we can afford it."
Sam just sat and smiled at his parents. In his lap, he rubbed his
finger, as if a ring had once been there.
CHAPTER FIVE - Samuel fades away
Within a short period of time, Sam was able to see a doctor. The doctor
determined that Sam was healthy, and with a therapist's recommendation,
he would be more than happy to refer him to an endocrinologist for
hormone treatment. He also recommended a couple gender therapists and
one psychologist that he thought would really help in determining what
was best for Sam.
With the summer holidays, Sam started to learn Karate as his father
suggested. He proved to be quite adept and picked up on it quickly. He
also began seeing the therapists that had been recommended by the doctor.
They asked a lot of questions, and probed every inch of his teenage
brain, but could not find anything out of the ordinary. Finally after
many sessions, when told this, Sam asked, "Isn't wanting to be a girl out
of the ordinary?"
His psychologist answered this question by saying, "There is nothing out
of the ordinary in being who you truly are. You have always been a girl,
your body just does not know it yet." Shortly thereafter, his
psychologist signed off on the referral to see an endocrinologist, as did
his gender therapist.
By the start of the next school year, Sam was still attending as a boy,
but had started taking female hormones and testosterone blockers to
change all that. His parents talked to the school nurse and counselors
to advise them of Sam's situation. They were glad they were kept in the
loop and set up a schedule that would not adversely affect Sam's
transition. He was pulled out of gym class altogether because of the
confusion that would ensue, especially once he started to exhibit the
eventual secondary female characteristics.
And true to form, this is exactly what happened. His skin softened, his
hips got just a bit wider, and most obvious of all, he started growing
breasts. Three months into the school year he found himself cornered by
one of the school bullies spouting homophobic slurs and threatening to
kick the shit out of his little pansy ass. But thanks to the Karate
classes his father made him take, he was not the one to leave school that
day with a black eye and bloody nose.
It was about two months later that it was determined that the hormones
were definitely affecting his teenage body and the changes were
incontrovertible. He couldn't hide her anymore, so Samantha was finally
born.
School records were changed to show Sam was female. She also got a new
birth certificate and social security card. When it came time to get her
driver's license, there was nothing to change, and it too indicated she
was female.
At school, things changed. She lost a few friends and gained a few. As
she was so capable in defending herself, the troublemakers tended to
leave her alone. This in and of itself gained her some friends and
followers. By the end of the school year, Samantha had turned into a
lovely young girl with friends and a bright future. A future that she
had longed for - for too long.
CHAPTER SIX - The Beach
It had been a very warm summer, and it was on this day that they found
themselves at the beach. Mom and dad sitting under an umbrella sipping
colorful alcoholic drinks while Samantha lay out on a beach towel
sporting her new bikini, getting some sun, and watching the boys trying
to hide their erections as they passed by her.
As she was not 18 yet, Samantha could not have the final necessary
surgery. But still, almost a year on hormones had left her last vestige
of manliness small, shriveled, and lifeless; easily tucked in her bikini
for a natural girl look.
Life was good, and everything had turned out better than she could have
ever hoped. But then again...
Laying on her towel, Samantha was pleasantly taking in the sun when a
gentleman came and sat on the sand beside her blocking the sun. She sat
up with a start ready to give this guy a piece of her mind when she
instantly recognized him. It was Gene.
"Hey," she said. "Long time no see."
"And a good day to you too. I see you are doing well."
"Yes, things have turned out pretty okay. But, um... why are you here?
I only had one wish, and the ring is gone."
"Yes, this is true, but remember I told you about a glitch? Well a
glitch happened."
"Oh no," Sam responded.
"Yes, unfortunate but true. My new master was a young woman who desired
to be a young man, and she made a wish to that effect. But a glitch
occurred which to cause a shadow-spell to be cast. My master got her
wish, but a shadow-spell reflected back to my previous master - you."
"Wait! You mean this girl wished to be a boy and this spell is coming
for me?!?!? I like being a girl, I'm happy being a girl! I don't want
to change back. Stop the spell dammit!"
"Relax, all will be well in the end. If the spell were to turn her to a
male it would not affect you. Biologically, you are still male, so it
wouldn't affect you; it would be as if the spell was never cast."
"If... I heard an if there somewhere."
"As I said, if she had wished to be male. But that was not her wish.
You see, a shadow-spell travels across time and space much like a tsunami
forming in the ocean. It grows in intensity until it has affected all it
was intended to. You are.."
"Hey! Enough of the tsunami crap. What did she wish!?"
"She was a very pretty girl you know. Her wish? Her wish was to be the
opposite sex and be as attractive as the opposite sex as she is in her
current sex."
Samantha thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "You mean....?"
"Yes, I am afraid so. In mere moments, the shadow-spell will have
crossed time and space and reached it's destination and final target -
you. At that time, Samuel James will cease to exist, and it will be as
if Samantha James had been a complete and biological female her entire
life. Nobody will ever know or realize that Samuel James existed."
And without warning, it was as if the sun in the sky exploded, and
everything was erased by a blinding white light. And then... just as
quickly it was gone. People were walking up and down the beach as if
nothing ever happened. Samantha looked over to where Gene was, but as
expected, he was gone too. Not even marks in the sand where he was
sitting.
Samantha smiled at what she hoped had just happened.
She reached down, as if to rub some more lotion on her legs, working her
way to the top. Without attracting attention, she brushed her hands
across her bikini bottoms. Where in a previous life, there should have
been a small nub tucked neatly away, instead, she found a very feminine
crevice.
Samantha smiled. Life was better than good. It was perfect.
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Brittnee Lynn
11/24/2020
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