Every single time the same thing happens. I bet that’s why my aunt asked me never to read from her book of spells. Not too long ago, I used to be a man. A normal man. One day, I went to visit my aunt Martha. She wasn’t home, so I waited for her. I was quite bored, so against her warnings, I secretly read from her book of spells. I thought it was funny she believed in magic.
If a few months ago you had asked me, I never would have guessed what I would be doing for the rest of my life. Not too long ago I was a man, visiting a foreign country. I was abducted, and experimented on. The whole thing was painful, it was the worst week I ever had. But when it was over, I had been turned into a woman. I hadn’t seen my reflection, but I could tell I had long red hair, great medium sized boobs, and a very sensitive pussy. I was still locked in some kind of cell. I yelled for help, but no one answered.
Funny how wishes are misinterpreted most of the time. When my aunt passed away, I inherited her wishing stone. I thought about wishing to be wealthy, or having the perfect girlfriend, you know, the usual stuff. I knew exactly how the stone worked. My aun had thought me well. I knew that for every wish I made for myself, I had to previously had made a wish for some one in need. She never told me what she had wished before, but I knew she had only used the stone once.
I don’t exactly know what happened. I was looking at myself in the mirror when I felt like if some electrical current went through my body. I fell to the floor in pain. I started shaking, my whole body was burning, I took off all my clothes as fast as I could, trying to cool my body down.
“I don’t get it, how do you do it? how have you dated so many hot women?” I asked my friend James, after he showed me about 20 pictures of hot women he had slept with. “I know… right? it is like magic” he said. “magic? haha… very funny” I told him, “One day you must really show me how to get a hot girl”. He didn’t answer right away, he just paused, and then smiled, “Well, I wish I could show you, but there is no way you can find out… unless…” he said while getting his phone out “…unless I tape one of the girls, and ask her to tell you how”. That was a weird plan, but I agreed.
“I’ve never told anyone my secret” my wife told me. It was weird to hear her say those words when I have been told a only have a few days to live. I didn’t know what to expect, what her secret would be. “You are the first man I am trully in love” she continued, “and I don’t want to lose you. I know how we can be together forever” she said.
When my friend invited me to his place, I thought it was to play videogames. But as soon as I entered his home, he said some strange words that made me light headed. I felt like I was inside a bottle. I could see and hear everything, but sound was kind of muted. “Put this on” I barely heard him said. I saw my hand reach out and grab the clothes he asked me to put on. It was weird, I couldn’t control my body.
“Dude, I told you these online dating stuff sucks. That girl isn’t going to show up” my friend told me. In a way, I agreed with him, but I was afraid to admit it. Maybe Amy didn’t even exist, maybe it was just a frat guy pretending to be a girl. I could only hope Amy was indeed real, and that she would really show up at my doorstep like she promised.
I always hated how I had to work and do everything around the house, while my wife just laid in bed until past ten in the morning. So this morning, while I was taking a shower before work, a wish popped into my mind “sometimes I wish I would be able to stay at home instead of my wife”. I didn’t expect the wish to work. I saw the shower droplets freeze in space. It was an unreal image, it must have lasted a few seconds, but felt like hours.
I know I have a sister. I remember always having a sister, but somehow, I remember I used to have an older brother named James too. I remember the day everything changed perfectly, I was about to enter James bedroom, when I found my sister Kim naked touching herself. “Close the door stupid” she said. I was surprised to see my sister there, in my brother’s bedroom. I was even more surprised no one else seemed to bother. When I asked my parents about my brother James, they said I never had a brother.