The Kid Next Door Parts 1, 2, 3

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HI, my name is Josh. I'm 14 years old, have dark brown hair and eyes to match. I'm average build and average height. According to one girl at school I am a 100% bona-fide loser. I hate to say it but she's probably right. I haven't had any real friends since the sixth grade, I'm the butt of everybody's joke, and never even kissed a girl. I've never even seen a part of a girl naked. Although I came close once, but I left the classroom two minutes before it happened to go to the bathroom. To make things worse, I'm not good at sports and I am an A student. While this mite be useful years from now, It doesn't help in High School.

I live in one the new suburban homes in the Owings Mills area. The houses here are so close together that you can reach out and shake you neighbor's hand, while sitting on the toilet. The only good thing about this area is that everything is within walking distance, the school, the stores, everything. It would only be nice if I had some place to go, or at least some one to go with. There is my older brother though. While he does stick up for me at school, he is basically living in his own world with his friends.

It was spring vacation. There was no snow on the ground so I was pretty happy about that. Everything was finally warming up, temperatures averaging in the upper 50's. I was looking forward to spending my days laying around the house doing nothing. That Monday I sat down and tried to figure out the events of the day. As I thought I heard a large truck pull up. I looked outside to see what it was, and sure enough, a moving truck was parked next door. I new the house next door had been sold the day before, so I guess these were the people who bought it. After about five hours the moving crew finally moved on. All that was left was a small sedan in the drive way. First out of the vehicle was a woman. I say she was about 5'9" tall. She had long jet black hair that went a descent distance past were shoulders. She was very pretty looking. I figured she was probably in her early twenties. Next was a younger boy. I say he was about my age, had the same jet black hair, and was probably about my height.

My mom got home about five minutes after they disappeared into their house.

Mom: "Well I think we should go over and say hello, what do you think."

While I preferred to stay home I reluctantly said yes. My mom was a socialite. She believed it was our duty to welcome any new comer to the neighborhood. Since my dad and brother were still not home, I was automatically drafted.

So we went over to there house and rang the door bell. The door opened to revile The woman I saw from earlier.

Mom: "Hello, were your new neighbors."

She said in her usual chipper mood.

Mom: "This is my youngest son Josh and I'm Mary."

I could tell the woman wasn't expecting visitors so soon by the look on here face. She then smiled to cover this up and began to respond.

Woman: "Hi, my name is Amy Matsuo"

She then turned around and said something in a language I didn't understand. Then the boy I saw early came to the door and stood by her side.

Amy: "This is my son Alex."

As I looked the boy looked just like his mother. His glare was almost one of inquisition.

Mom: "Well how old is he?"

By that question I new what my mother was getting at right away.

Amy: "He's 14."

My mom then started to smile. I could tell immediately what she was thinking. It was because of her I lost a lot of new possible friends. Fortunately, rain started coming down and we were forced to evacuate, but not before my mother could invite them over for dinner tonight. As we left for home I noticed that all the furniture in their house (or at least on the first floor) was in place. There were no boxes or crates.

When we got home I went up to my room immediately. My room was on the right side of the house, and closets to our new neighbors. I got a pair of binoculars and tried to look inside the top floor of the house. From what I could see all the furniture upstairs had also been arrange. I figured though I would have to wait till it got darker before I could get a decent look inside.

That night, as usual my mother was the one doing most of the talking. My dad, brother, and I were two busy trying to figure out when this day would be over. As I looked to Alex and Amy I could tell the felt the same way.

Mom: "So Amy, are you married?"

Amy: "I was, but he died along time ago."

With that, my mom dropped that subject and then moved on. Eventually we managed to get a bibliography of the Matsuo's family history. She was originally from Japan. She then married and moved to San Francisco, lived there for a few years until her husband died. They then moved back to Japan, and then moved back over here for a job opportunity. I must admit, for someone from a foreign country neither one had an accent.

Mom: "So, when's your first day at work?"

Amy: "Tomorrow actually."

Mom: "Well, do you have somewhere for your son to stay?"

Amy: "I figured he could stay at home, I figure I can trust him."

Mom: "Well, you know it is better if children stay with others there own age. Tomorrow we will be taking Jack (my older brother) to the airport for his clubs trip to Los Angeles. It would be good for both Josh and Alex if they were to at least look in on one another. Maybe Josh can take Alex for a tour of the town."

There it was she finally found a way to rent me out for the day. I was looking forward to going to the airport and looking at the planes take off. While I could tell the idea wasn't flying to well with either of them, she reluctantly agreed.

Later that miserable night I finally managed to make it up stairs to my room. I figured that there was no way tomorrow could be any worse than today. However, I thought that in the past, and I've always been wrong. As I looked across the way I saw into Ms. Matsuo's bathroom. I could see her apparently getting ready for the night. I then remembered what I had originally planned for tonight. I quickly turned off the lights and got my binoculars to look across the way. There she was, Jessica. She lived across from me for the past three years. All I knew was her first name, but she was hot. I wanted to see if tonight, like every night for months, I could finally get a view of her naked. Once she had the curtains in her open while she was dressing. I just got home and immediately went to my room. I just turned on the lights and sat down on my bed. I looked across the way and saw her there. I could tell she knew I was there because she was looking directly at me. Once I noticed that I quickly jumped off the bed and hid behind it. Once I realized what I had passed up, I went to see what I could see, of course the curtains were closed, as with today. As I looked back over towards the side window I saw Ms. Matsuo inside the bath tub. I figured well, if I couldn't see Jessica, then I might as well take the next best thing. I moved the binoculars up to see what I could see. As I looked I could see her because of the bubbles. The next thing I new the binoculars went dark. I quickly looked up to see what happened. The lenses on the binoculars were covered in soot. I went to wipe them off but it wouldn't come off. I sat there trying to figure out what happened. I then figured I would just have to take care of it tomorrow.

The next day I was awaken by the sounds of my parents rushing my brother down to the airport. I wish I was going with them. Event though both of them were going to work after they dropped him off, it still seemed better than giving the new neighbor a tour of Newtown. At about nine I went over to the Matsuo's house to pick up my query. After a few minutes of ringing the door bell Alex finally arrived. He was wearing a red jacket and jeans, appropriate for this time of year. He then invited me into to his house for a while, while he looked for his keys. I got a good look around the house. As I observed before, the place was fully put together. No boxes, no crates, not even the remains of anything. Everything was were it should be. I thought no movers would do this well of a job. As I observed further, the place was remarkably modern. Except for a few trinkets and nick-knacks here and there, it looked like an average American house hold. As I continued to look I found a large book case in what should be the family room. The layout of the house was exactly the same as mine. I knew the previous owners, and they would have never put in a book case. As I approached the book case Alex came down the stairs with keys in hand. So I showed him all the sights in the area. The school was first on the list, then the local recreation center. Next was the Johnson estate. While it wasn't old enough or large to be considered an estate, but compared to all the new development it was big.

Alex: "How did they get so much land?"

Me: "That house was here before this place was marked as a development area. They say that the owner has tons of money and that's how the owner was able to hold on to all that land."

As we continued to walk we saw a bunch of girls head up to the house.

Me: "One thing you need to know though is that the owner seems to only let girls in there. I don't know why or even what there doing in there, but thats where they go."

Alex: "Are you sure they're not going in there and being, well, used."

I had to think of what he meant first, but after I realized it I immediately shot it down.

Me: "No, there not doing that sort of thing in there. With the amount of girls that go in there that are underage, I'm sure someone would have said something by now. The thing is I think there's some kind of private girls club the owner must host. I still give anything to know what they were doing in there."

After that we headed for the shopping center. It consisted of a Giant, McDonalds, and a Blockbuster. As we walked threw who else would there than Ricky Michaels. He was a beefed up jock. I couldn't stand him, and he shared the motion. He was leaving the food store with his girl friend Michel. She was the very girl that called me a 100% looser.

Ricky: "Well look who it is, if it isn't little Joshua." I had now idea why he called me little other than the fact that he had a foot in height on me. "And you here with a friend, or is he someone you hired to be with you." He then turned to Alex. "So what's your name little man?" He's obsessed with the little thing.

Alex: "My name is Alex Matsuo."

Ricky: "Matsuaoo, What is that Chine's or something?"

Alex: "It's Japanese."

I could tell Alex was annoyed with him already. Took me a whole 3 minutes the first time I met Ricky to get annoyed with him.

Ricky: "Well Matsuaoo, just to give you a little heads up, unless your related to this fag, which for your sake I hope your not, if I were you I'd drop him right now. Go hang out with the cool kids, like me instead of hanging around with this, it."

Alex: "I'll h-a-n-g around with who ever I choose thank you."

Ricky: "Your hear this Michel, hear this little wimp is telling me thank you, he goes to hang around with however he pleases." At that moment they both went to laughing. "Well Matsuaoo just don't go to my school, or you won't like the reception."

With that they walked off. They got into Ricky's Integra and began to speed off. I turned to Alex to see how he took Ricky to see him whispering something to himself. Once he finished he waved his hand toward Ricky's car. The next thing I knew all four wheels fell off. Then a small bang came from the engine, and it began to smoke. I looked back at Alex who was smiling. This was the first time I seen him smile since I knew him, which has been less than twenty four hours. He then turned towards me still smiling.

Alex: "What?"

I could tell he wished me not to know what he did just then, but anything to make Rick's day miserable couldn't be all that bad. As I thought about it I still had to know, as we started walking I went to ask him, but ended up running into someone. Without looking at who it was.

Me: "I sorry I didn't see you," As I looked up I noticed finally who it was. It was Jessica from across the street. She was beautiful in her white dress shirt, black jumper and skin tone tights. I didn't know what to say to her. I figured I had to make something up soon or look like an idiot. "Wh-what are you doing here."

Jessica: "I'm,-just well, getting something for, for lunch."

Just then a black luxury car pulled up.

Jessica: "Well, here's my ride. Um, well bye."

She then got into the car and left. I recognized the car immediately as one that is always going in and out of the Johnson estate. Now I had to know what was in there. Jessica was a good girl from what I knew. She was on the National Honors Society, and a Perfect A student like I was. She had all my high level courses, and she never seemed smutty.

Alex: "She's just as nervous around you as you are around her."

Me: "Well, that doesn't mean anything; she could just be upset to see me." I was just making things up.

Alex: "Sure, whatever. So was that her parents?"

Me: "Huh," I wasn't paying attention at first. "Oh, no, that's some car that comes out of that Johnson estate place I told you about earlier. I wonder what she would be doing there."

Alex: "Well are you sure they don't let boys in?"

Me: "Yea, they won't even let you pass the front gate, but they'll let any old girl in there. Why?"

Alex: "Just wondering. Well is there anything else to see in this metropolis or is that it.'

Me: "That's pretty much it, unless you want to ride the bus over to the mall."

Alex: "That's okay."

As we started to walk back I saw Ricky kicking and cursing out his car. I couldn't stop thinking about getting a camera and taking a picture of this. Instead of going to my house, we instead went to Alex's house. I couldn't help thinking about both who all the furniture and fixtures in his house assembled themselves so fast, or how Ricky's car 'broke down.' I decided to finally ask Alex how he did it.

Me: "So Alex, why did Ricky's car break down the way it did at the shopping center?"

Alex: "By Ricky I'm assuming you meant that person from earlier." He then went to the book case in his family room and pulled one off. "What do you think."

Me: "Personally I think you did something to his car, by non-conventional means."

I could tell by the look in his eyes that I had hit the nail on the head. He then flipped open the book and started looking for a specific page.

Alex: "I'm not suppose to tell anybody about this, but you seems half way descent. Just so you know I'm not a witch or a war lock or anything like that. These spells are something my mother taught me to uses for fun. Well, only under special conditions, anyway." He then found the page he was looking for and put his fingered in it. "Here it is."

Me: " Here's what?"

Alex: "So how much do you really want to see what is going on inside that house?"

Me: "A lot. I've been wondering so long, I've actually been getting sick of the place."

Alex: "Well since only girls can get inside there, you would have to be a girl to get in there."

Me: "What are you getting at?" Knowing about his abilities I knew my question was just a waste of time.

Alex: "Well I figure that you could get in there if you looked like a girl. Since the best disguise is an authentic one, well you get the idea.

Unfortunately I did. I still didn't like the idea.

Me: "Wait a minute, if you, well, you know, isn't it had to our impossible to turn me back. You know girls lack certain genetic parts that guys require."

Alex: "If you want to put it in a scientific perspective, your body is change but not on that level. What happens is you original DNA is locked off inside you cells. Then a pseudo DNA then is installed. Then basically your body is forced to conform to the new DNA, by specialized energy fields that will remain in place until removed. For most spells the last part is the only thing that happens, but for this type the extra equipment is needed. That's why they were so much harder and longer."

Me: "So you can change me back?"

Alex: "Yes."

Me: "Just making sure."

Alex: "Now once you're a girl, you'll need clothes. That's fabrication of non-existent items, I can't do that yet. So will have to get clothes from somewhere else"

Me: "Well, I guess then go ahead." I was not looking forward to this. After all while being a boy wasn't exactly to easiest time in the world, I preferred it to dealing with menstrual cycles and pregnancy. Since it was only for a temporary amount of time I figured, why not, although I could still think of a few reasons. Alex began reading from the book. At first nothing happened. I was beginning to that this whole thing was stupid. The next thing I new was my stomach started to become somewhat disrupted. I could feel my dick starting to tingle. Then the same feeling spread to my chest. Then I could start feeling my member retract into my self, balls in all. It was a really interesting feeling. I could feel my insides being rearranged as my balls made there way inside and into there new position and function. As I continued to undergo to odd transformation I could feel what was left of my member disappear and what felt like a slit appear. Next I could feel my chest balloon. There really much feeling, I could just feel it expand into two breasts. Finally I could felt tingling all over my body. It wasn't as pronounced as before, just a minor tingling. I could feel my hair getting longer and what I assumed was hair on my legs and other areas disappear. Then Alex stopped. He looked up and almost looked proud in the work he had done.

Alex: "Well, that went well."

He then got up and ushered me to the powder room. I saw my self in the mirror for the first time. I looked hot. Overall I looked like I was my twin sister. My hair was several inches longer, although that wasn't a stretch. I had been wearing my hair long every since I was responsible for cutting it. I figured it was easier to trim my hair than cut the whole head. I wanted to look else where, but I realized I was now a girl. With Alex in the room with me I wasn't sure how proper it would be. So I figured ether I wait or he goes.

Me: "Alex, can you leave for a minute, I need to do something."

Alex: "Like what?"

I could tell in his voice that he was honest in his naïve-ness. He really hadn't started thinking about the fact that I was a girl which might be something good to look at. So I had to think of an alternative plan to get him out.

Me: "Wait a minute, you want to see," I paused for a minute as realized for the first time how feminine my voice sounded. "Well, has your mother told you about the birds and the bees?"

He looked at me for a moment and then responded.

Alex: "You mean sex? Yes. Why?"

Well, it's nice to know there is still one innocent mind in the world.

Me: "Well, you want to see what's inside this place to right."

Alex: "I guess."

Me: "Well you can't do it without being a girl right?"

Alex: "Yea."

Me: "Well why don't you get busy over there while I, take car of something."

I then went into the powder room while he walked off. I wonder how much he was actually going to do it, but that wasn't important right know. I decided to raise my shirt up and see what I could see. My breasts were practically perfectly shaped. They weren't to big as to be disgusting oversized, but not to small. They were correctly proportionate the rest of my frame. Almost immediately I started to get hot off of watching my own breast in the mirror. I figured since girls see theirs ever day, so they don't get high off of them. As I continued to stare an odd tingling sensation stated to fill my lower body. While somewhat unnerving, it was quiet pleasurable. I then looked in my pants. I saw absolutely nothing. All there was, was a little bit of hair. I was starting to miss my member. I decided the best thing to do was to get this little operation over as fast as possible. It was already 11 o'clock; my parents would be home in five hours. I left the small bathroom to find who I assumed was Alex. He or she, was standing there facing me looking almost depressed. Instead of the short mop-top hair he had before, his hair was now down to his shoulders. His new found breasts were also decently proportionate to his frame. As with me he looked like he were his twin sister, of course neither of us have one.

Alex: "Well, lets go upstairs, my mom has some old clothes up there we can use." With that he, or she now, lead me upstairs. We went into the attic by way of a fold down stair ladder. She then went into some old boxes. In there were old sailor suite uniforms, about seven of them.

Me: "Why can't we ware some of you mom's pants, or even some of our own clothes?"

Alex: "Because boys pants are cut completely differently than girls stuff. Were both to short to ware my mom's stuff."

He was right, girls pants are cut to be tight, or form fitting as they call it. His mom was also pretty tall, and neither of us could fit her clothes with out them looking funny on us.

We took the dresses we thought would fit right and went to the second floor. We then did something I thought I'd never do, raid a woman's underwear drawer.

Me: "Well, since were on the subject of size, your mom is pretty big." I knew no boy liked to be informed about his mothers bust, but since these were items that definitely had to be the right size, I figured I'd better bring the subject up. "How are we suppose to fit her stuff."

Alex: "Well I figure we should be able to fit her under ware. She's not much wider than me. As for the bras, there a matter of shape not really size."

He next pulled out two pairs of pantyhose.

Me: "What's this for?"

Alex: "What, you seemed to like it when your girlfriend was wearing some earlier."

I had to admit he was right, and since I had good objections I had to go along with his suggestion. Afterward we both got dressed in our new attire. While we both needed help getting these stupid bras on, we had very little trouble. It was decided however to ax the sailor tops, and get some regular shirts to wear. After about 15 minutes we were done. We decided to wear our regular shoes and socks over the pantyhose since there asexual for the most part. After having a bite to eat, we left for the Johnson estate. On the way there we decided on new names for ourselves. I was to be Janet while Alex was to be Alexis.

Before we could get to the Johnson estate we had to go by the security gate. After standing under it for a few seconds, the gate opened on its own. We then began our trek to the house. While on our way there, a cold breeze cut threw my dress. While an interesting sensation, having a fresh breeze up me legs, I couldn't wait till we got to the house. When we arrived at the door we noticed that it was something you would normally see in a store. The door was a glass automatic sliding door. As we approached the door automatically opened. In the foyer was a girl at a desk. She was typing away at a computer as if she was a secretary.

Girl: "You to are new here, I don't recognize ether of you. You must be here for the party later on. If I could have your last names I can get you register for a place."

Me: "Well, my name is Janet, and his, I mean hers is Alexis."

She then typed the names into the computer.

Girl: "Okay then, your both registered." Proceeded to the elevator and it will take you down."

We then went to the elevator which arrived the second we approached the door. We then went inside, the door closed and the elevator started on its way down.

Alexis: "This place looks like it was redesigned to be a hotel."

I had to agree with him, I mean her. This sex change thing is a little bit more than I may be able to handle. Less than a few seconds after it stated down, the elevator stopped and let us off. We were then greeted by a bunch of girls who pulled us off into separate directions. They weren't doing it in a mean way, they were doing it in a girls to willing to great you way. They were all giggling, laughing, and talking. There was so much commotion I couldn't tell what anyone was saying. As we went down the rather long hall most of the girls disappeared. By the time we reached the end of the hall only one girl was left. She opened the door to a room and we went inside. She then turned around to revile herself. It was Jessica. I was surprised I didn't know it was her from the beginning. She then kissed me on the lips and began to talk.

Jessica: "Hi, Josh. I know its you." How did she know it was me, I wondered. "Your very cute as a girl. I like that outfit your wearing to." She then went over to a door on the side of the wall. She then took out a bunch of swim suites and laid them out to display. "Here's some swim suits for you. You can choose any one of them." There were bikinis, and one piece suits lying out over the bed. They were all tasteful but having no experience in this field I couldn't decide from one or the other.

Me: "Why don't you choose for me?"

She then looked over the selection and picked one up. It was a one piece blue suite.

Jessica: "This one should suite you well." She then handed me the suite and then went over to a desk in the corner. She pulled out a piece of paper and brought it over to me to look at. "Now this is just a survey of some activities and other things. The owner likes to know what every one likes to get a better idea of what to provide us with." She then went back over to the same door from earlier and pulled out a towel, bag and tee shirt. "Take these, you can use these when you go to the pool. I will be back in 5 minutes to show you were the pool is." She then left the room. I assumed she wanted me to put on the swim suite, so complied. It took a total of one minute to take of my clothes and put on the swim suit. It took three minutes to take the bra off. I then sat down and reviewed the questions.

Question #1: Do you like Cheerleading.

Personally I wasn't a cheerleading fan. I know other boys like seeing girls jump around in those skimpy uniforms. As for me , I could live without it. I decided to put down no.

Question #2: Do you like Gymnastics?

I had never seen gymnastics before, however I did like the way those people in the circus could flip around and do all of those acrobatics. Of course at the time I was six. I put yes.

Question #3: Do you have any siblings, if so how many brothers/ sisters.

This was easy, one brother.

Question #4: If you could, would you be willing to do one of the above listed sports?

I had no idea, but I figured why not. I put yes.

Question #5: If you were younger, and a friend of yours could not make it for one of these sports competitive events, would you mind filling in for them if you knew you could?

Well, this is an awfully lengthy question. If a friend of mine was in this situation, I guess I would fill in for them, if I could. I answered yes.

I couldn't help but to think to myself how strange this place is. This particular space was located underground. There were no windows. Everything in the room was non-flammable, which was a good thing, considering there was no where to run. Well there was the bed and the bedding, but I guess that doesn't count. Just then Jessica walked in.

Jessica: "Well, Josh, or Janet, have you finished your survey?"

Me: "Yeah, its all done." I said as I handed her the slip of paper. She then took the piece of paper, looked at it and placed it on the bed. She walked up to me and started to kiss me. I couldn't believe it, Jessica, the girl I had been pining over for years just kissed me. The way she did it though I was begging to think she was a lesbian. Not that there was anything wrong with that, its just that I was hoping she would be interested in boys since I was (normally anyway) a boy. As she continued kissing me I could feel that same feeling I had felt early while looking in the mirror. It started as a small tingling sensation then it started to grow into something bigger. I could feel myself getting wet down inside my new vagina. My breast were starting to become more tender and yet somehow harder. This whole time I couldn't help thinking that this must be how a girl feels when they get aroused. Just then Jessica stopped. She then took the piece of paper and headed for the door.

Jessica: "I think we can continue this latter. Right now were expected at the pool."

She then escorted me to the pool. As with everything else, it to was underground. However, there was a skylight over the top of the facility. The pool it self was pretty descent but still nothing to right home about. There was a diving board, a hot tub and your standard arrangement of tables and chairs. There also appeared to be a bathroom off on the left side of pool. As I looked around most of the girls here (and there are about 20 of them) were chatting away, with exception to one. As I looked closer I noticed it was Alex. He was sitting next to a group of girls. I could tell he wasn't there little group by the expression on his, I mean her face. I decided to go over and give him some company.

As I approached I could tell she was embarrassed by the skimpy bikini she was now wearing.

Me: "So how are you doing?" I asked all though anyone could easily tell by the look on her face how she was doing.

Alexis: "Who do you think I'm doing?" I could tell he was annoyed by the question but was doing his best to hide it. Just then one of the girls next to her butted in and started to talk.

Girl: "Will you tell her she looks alright. Every since we gave her that suite she's been all Catholic girl about it. I mean boys would fall over for her in the dress, and she carries it so well. You know that reminds me off..." She then trailed off into some story about her in some situation that she had with a piece of skimpy clothing and a boy. While I appeared underlie amazed I was bored out of my mind. By the seventh minute I was ready to end it all and drown my self in the pool when she suddenly turns around and says "Alexis, you'll never have to worry about being shy in that suite. The only ones that will think badly about it are the other suites." While it made very little since, she was right. Alex looked great in that suite, even if he didn't belong in it. After about 20 more minutes of ideal chit chat Alex invited me into the bathroom (which turned out to be a locker room) for a little talk. We went inside only to see more girls just standing around talking. She then walked to a door, opened it, and discretely usurer me inside. The room was completely tiled and had wooden benches on the side. The was a small digital panel on one of the walls which Alex quickly went to. He pressed it a few times. Then steam started shooting out of a small pipe on the side wall.

Me: "A steam room, wow, these girls..." before I could finished Alex cut me off.

Alexis: "No offence, but I'm tired of being a girl here. The girls are nuts."

Me: "Haven't you ever been around girls before, I'm sure the girls were you come from aren't all that different from them."

Alex: "True, they aren't, but I don't hand around them while pretending to be one of them either. Besides, if I was born a girl, I would never get along with half of these superficial nut cases to begin with." In all the time that I had know him (keep in mind its only been about 24 hours now) I had never known Alex to be this emotional. One thing I did realize though was that, females, well I guess males too, but girls tend to get there social skills from there parents, especially there mothers. While men do pick up on it, they don't use them the same as girls do. Alex's mother doesn't strike me as the one you would see blabbing about her adventures in a bathing suite. With the way he tends to act I'm guessing his father was somewhat conservative too. I then figured while he didn't mind the experience of being a girl, he didn't like the environment he was testing himself out in.

Me: "Well if you feel that bad about it, we can go home now, well you can go home, or, you know what lets just get back to normal." By a nod of his, or her, head I could tell she was in agreement. As we went to the door I caught a look of him in the swim suite one more time and just had to commit.

Me: "Well, you really do look hot in that swim suite."

He then turned smiled and stated.

Alexis: "I know, its not that I don't like it, its just that that girl was getting on my nerves. I just told her it was the suite I didn't like."

As we left the sauna Jessica was there as if she was about to come in.

Jessica: "I had been looking for you two."

ME: "Yeah, well, we were just enjoying the sauna."

Jessica: "That's alright, that's what its hear for." As I could tell she was about to continue so I had to cut her off.

Me: "Well I have to take Alexis home, she's not feeling well."

Jessica: " Our you sure." She then looked at Alex. As I looked back she was holding here head and nodding as if to confirm my assessment.

Jessica: "Well, okay, but before you go meet me by the elevator before you leave, there something I want to give you."

At that point Alex and I went our separate ways. This was do to the fact that we still had to retrieve his mothers cloths and we both changed in separate rooms. We both met at the elevator, were Jessica was waiting she then handed us both necklaces. We then went on our way.

By five o'clock I was back to my normal male self and at home playing video games. I couldn't focus on the game and kept loosing. So many odd things had just happened that day. I found out my new neighbors were, for lack of a better word, enchanted, I was turned into a girl, and the girl I had a crush on made out with me. I was also still puzzled how the spell book Alex used to change us into girls, made its way back on the shelf. I know we never put it back ourselves. While I knew it was a possibility that his mother knew, I didn't know how she would take the news. After all, what mother would want her only son traipsing around in her underwear. My parents, how were currently down stair didn't nor wouldn't have a clue. Not that it mattered, though could now everything, and all my mom would say would be 'Well at least you getting out, and having new experiences with people.' My dad would probably say 'well as long as your not doing anything illegal.'

Latter in the night I could see Alex and his mother outside on there deck. From what I could tell she didn't know a thing, or at least didn't have to much of a problem with it. They then retreated inside. After a few minutes the light inside their bathroom and Ms. Matsuo walked in and closed the door behind her. I hadn't seen any activity over at Jessica's house so I figured I could continue my observation on this side of the house. As she started to take off her clothes she walked toward the window. I was wondering what she was about to do? Was she going to change in front of me. With what happened last night it's a sure bet that she's on to me. Before she could even finish unbuttoning her shirt she closed the blinds on the window. She was on to me, but at least this time my binoculars weren't innocently victimized as a resultant. I decided It must be time for bed. I crawled under the covers and figured that tomorrow couldn't be any worse than today.

Mom: "Get up sweetie its time to get up, you have a big day today.

Why my mom was waking in my on my week off was one thing, but her calling me sweetie was another. Since I can remember, she never called me sweetie. I decided to open my eyes to see what was going on. As things came into focus I noticed that my room had a pinkish theme to it. Everything was something you would find in a girls room, but not just any type of girl, a little girls. My computer and TV were still there, and my bed was in the same position as always. The overall layout hadn't changed, it was just the content. I dragged out of bed to find myself a full foot and a half shorter. I looked down and realized that I was wearing a little night gown. Fearing the worse I went over to the mirror, and sure enough a was a girl again. I figured I was about eight years old this time around. I couldn't believe it, Ms. Matsuo must be taking revenge for me looking at her. Alex said she could do stuff like this. I knew, that as soon as possible I would have to get over there, and get back to my normal self.

TO BE COUNTINUED

[ Part 3: "The Kid Next Door2.txt" ]

The Kid Next Door

Part 2

Disclaimer: There are no copyrights for this story so feel free to do with it as you choose however if you do re-post it or use it please just E-mail me to say you are. This is my first crack at this type of story so be gentle. Any comments can be sent to: JHMCD2@yahoo.com

There is no adult content in this story so its open to all who can legally view the website its posted on.

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---------July 14,1940------

Captain: "Well, its been a long voyage but were finally here. We've reached New York 2 days ahead of schedule. Nothing is going to stop us now" Just then the ship explodes and sinks with everyone on board

--------Present------

Or at least that's who I feel. My name is Josh. I've been living here in central Maryland for all of my life, and up till yesterday it was reasonably normal. I thought things were finally going to improve in my life. Yesterday, I met this kid named Alex, well technically I met him they day before, but that's not important right now. While I didn't like my mother forcing me to go over to his house at first I did begin to like him. In one day we've become best friends. The only issue is that he's a 'witch.' By this I'm using the term lightly. He's not a real witch, but he can use magical spells. So can his mother. They live alone in the house next door. Anyway, yesterday he destroyed my greatest adversaries car, turned us both into girls, and then back again. Yesterday I even managed to kiss this girl I had crush on. Her name is Jessica, but she isn't important right now ether. What's important is that Alex's mom, Amy Matsuo, has turned me into an eight year old girl, and now everybody thinks I'm one. To make things worse, I now have to go to some stupid cheerleading competition. I don't know the first thing about cheerleading. With exception to the skimpy little dress they wear. You know, other womanizers, they pick at them, they lift there dress's up, they harass them sexually, and yet I'm the one getting punished. Well this is why my motto is "I'm Cosmically Screwed". I know the only way to get back to normal is to get to talk to Ms. Matsuo. While I've already made several attempts to get over there I failed every time. Now its to late, I have to go threw with this. Right now I'm in the back of my mother's Pruis barreling down I-695 towards some place in Ann Arundel County called Fairland. As fast as she going, its no wonder why we don't get the advertised fuel mileage.

Mom: "Dear, this is a good thing you are doing for Elizabeth." Elizabeth? "Filling in for her on such short noticed."

Who on earth is Elizabeth, why on Earth would I fill in for her at some stupid competition. This is beginning to sound like that stupid leaflet I got at the Johnson estate yesterday. Then I started thinking. Was it possible that someone at the Johnson estate was responsible for this? After all Jessica did know I was me yesterday. Well I had to admit, I just looked like a female version of my self. Now, I just look like an eight-year old female version of my self. Just as we jumped onto I-95 a wave of information started coming to me. At first I couldn't figure out what it was, but eventually it started coming more easily. It was all the information I needed for to be a Cheerleader. Cheers, moves, even my place in the squads formation. Then I realized it had to be that Johnson Estate. That questionnaire asked if you could ever fill in for people in one of the above sports. Cheerleading was one of the above sports. Then I realized, if this is happening to me, then what's happened to Alex? As I continue to threat over what was going on I felt something pull at my hair. I figured it was that stupid pony tail my mother forced me to ware earlier. I figured it would go away only to feel something pull at it again. This time I new it couldn't be the scrunchy. I reached around the back of my neck and felt what was causing my recent discomfort. It was a necklace. As I pulled it around to the front I realized that it was the necklace Jessica gave me the day before. As I looked at it there was nothing special about it. It was a standard imitation gold chain necklace with a simple clasp on the back. The odd part though was the fact that I never put the necklace on. Not this morning, not yesterday, not ever. Even when Jessica gave it to me she just handed it to me. I definitely know I didn't have it on this morning. The last place I even remembered putting it was inside of a draw in my desk. This was definitely becoming more and more stranger by the minute. I knew now that whatever was going on at that Johnson estate was what was caused this little event. Why not? After all Jessica did recognize me yesterday and acted like nothing was out of the ordinary about it. About me being a girl that is. I figured that in the meantime I had better go along with this little scenario until I could at least get to Ms. Matsuo. She may be able to turn me back sooner than what the Johnson estate has planned. Until then I would have to use my new found knowledge to compete in a cheerleading competition. Well things could be worse. I'm not sure how, but it could be.

Today was miserable. I never been so miserable in my whole life. First of all it was cold outside. To be warring a short dress in early spring isn't something I recommend anyone to do. Second being on the bottom of a pyramid isn't fun. First of all, I was in the center of the bottom, so I bared most of the weight. To make things worse, every time one of the girls on top of me shifted there weight around their movements were accentuated threw the appendages of the girls directly on top of me. To feel there knees, and the fingers dinging into my back at varying intervals was a night mare. It makes you wonder why anyone would do that move to begin with. All, and all cheerleading is something you would have to love in order to do it. I don't love it, so I'm not doing it ever again. On a brighter note we did win first place, and I did get to take home a trophy as a result. My first objective while home was to get out of this stupid uniform, and then get over to Alex's house to get myself turned back. My room exuded little girllyness. I couldn't take it anymore. I placed the trophy on my desk next to my computer. I quickly grabbed some regular clothes out of the dresser. As I put them on I realized a point that Alex had made the day before was true. Girls pants, no matter what the age were form fitting, and relatively tight. If I had been any bigger in any direction I would not be able to ware these things. I could feel them hug every inch of my legs. No wonder why girls shop for clothes so much. This stuff is so size specific its easy to outgrow. As I ran down stairs I figured I could at least get myself back to normal, I could take care of the room tomorrow if necessary. As I reached and opened the door three girls were standing there about to ring the bell. They were some of the girls from the competition. Cindy, Sarah, Daniel were all standing there looking as if they were about to invite me to something. What were the odds of that happening.

Sarah: "Jennifer! (my new name) We were just came over to invite you out for pizza."

Daniel: "Yeah, you left the competition so fast that we couldn't invite you, but it didn't really didn't mater though. My brother works at the place up the street and we can free drinks!"

I don't believe it. All the times I've wanted people to invite me to something and ignore my existence, and yet the one time I don't want to nor have time to go people come to invite me to something. While appreciated the jester I had more important issues to deal with. Just as I was about to tell them to get lost (nicely of course) my mom walked up and ruined everything.

Mom: "Well of course Jennifer will go. Wont you dear."

My mom's statement was more of an order instead of a request. She looked at me in a way that only confirmed my suspicion.

For three and a half hours I was stuck with these girls. Although I have to admit it wasn't all that bad. While they weren't as bad as the girls from the Johnson Estates as far as the conversation goes, you could see the basis for there older counterparts conversations start to form. As I walked into room I noticed everything was still the same as before. Pink walls, pink bed spread, well you get the idea. I decided I was better off ending this day as soon as possible, and just hoped in bed as is. I didn't even bother to change my clothes, I figured jeans were better than a nighty any day. I didn't take me long to get to sleep, but as I laid there I began to realize that something was up with my body. It was a familiar feeling but one I wasn't expecting. Then it hit me, I had to go to the bathroom and bad. I guess six cups of soda would do that to a person. As I struggled out of bed I looked at the clock and saw that it was a little pass midnight. As I lugged myself to the bathroom I noticed that this sensation of having to urinate was the same as it was when I was a boy. As I left my room I started remember a list of things I remember from health class. I remembered that since girls equipment was located inside of them, they had to perform extra task after relieving them selves. They had to wipe themselves in a proper way to insure that they didn't end up with any types of odd infestations that occur down there. I figured I had better follow these procedures. After all, if I was going to be stuck this way, I was going to stay healthy. I finally managed to make it to my bathroom. As I entered I walked past the mirror and noticed something familiar about the image. I turned to look at it and low and behold, it was the regular me. I was back to my male self. I quickly check in my pants to make sure I was fully back to normal. As I looked I saw my member in its compact mode, waiting to release its acidic contents. In all my years, I had never been so proud to see that thing hanging there than I was now. After about seven minutes of admiring my old self, I deposited my spent fluids and retreated to beg. Now lets just hope tomorrow I still be my self.

Tomorrow, it was about eight o'clock and I was already up. Everything was how it should have been, me, my room, everything, or at least everything I knew of. Even my clothes were back to normal. As I looked around everything was how it should have been. The only thing out of the ordinary was a small trophy on my dresser. As I looked closer, I noticed it was the cheerleading trophy from yesterday. Instead of spending valuable time wondering why it was here, I quickly ran over to Alex's house to see how he was making out.

I went over and rang the door bell. In less than a minute Alex was there at the front door. Alex: "There you are. I went over to your house yesterday and nobody answered. Ware were you?"

Me: "You'll never believed what happened to me yesterday." As he let me inside I began to tell him everything about what happened to me yesterday. As I finished he seemed more concerned than in disbelief. I couldn't tell whether he believed me or not.

Alex: "That's odd."

Me: "That's odd? After all I told you and that's all you have to say? Didn't anything happen to you? Didn't one of the questions on your questionnaire come true?"

Alex: "No. Of course I answered no to pretty much all the questions. I really never liked cheerleading or gymnastics, and I figured it was impossible for any of those situations to ever happen. Gymnastics is an individual sport, and therefore you couldn't replace any one in it. I just don't like cheerleading. So I just put no for all of them."

I didn't believe it, because I decided to place good Samaritan, a day of my spring vacation was wasted.

Alex: "Well, it appears the only way we can stop any future disruptions like this one, is to..." He suddenly paused, but I new what he was going to say, and I could tell he didn't like the idea of it. "Well we could go back to that place and tell them that you don't want that to happen anymore they should just agree to it."

Me: "What happens if they don't?"

Alex: "Well then just be lucky they didn't say anything about ballet."

Actually I liked ballet. It was indoors first of all. Then I always like looking at the girls jump around in those skimpy little tutus getting in positions that would make any man hard. Wait a minute, I like looking at ballet not being in it. With that I quickly removed that thought from my head. As I turned to Alex to confirm his plan, someone knocked at the door. As Alex opened it up I saw that it was Jessica. She was standing there warring a some blue jeans and a white long sleeve shirt.

Jessica: "Hi, I thought I find you here Josh, hello Alex." With that I definitely knew something was up over there. Alex just moved here two days ago. The only time she ever saw him was when he was a she. So she must be in on it. "Well Josh, I hoped you enjoyed your time yesterday."

ME: "How do you know what happened yesterday?"

Jessica: "Because I organized it. You said you would be willing to fill in for someone at a cheerleading competition, and since Christian's younger sister Elizabeth was out sick, we needed you to help."

Me: "Well I wished you could have told me in advance. You know its not all that nice to turn people into something there not all the sudden when they don't want to be, or know there going to be."

Alex: "Don't you mean want to be nor know there going to be."

Me: "Yeah, but it sounded better the other way." I then turned my attention back to Jessica. "At any rate, I don't want to be involved in any more of these fill in sessions again. So take me off your turn into list so I don't have to deal with it again."

Jessica: "Well, if that's how you feel. I have to admit, it is extremely annoying when you plan to do one thing, and all the sudden, you have to do another like that. Even I had to stop doing it. But, I can't do anything about it. You'll have to talk to Ms. Shania. She's the only one who can get you off of that."

Me: "Good than I tell here right now."

Jessica: "You can't do that. Well, not as you are. Only females are aloud in the estate, those are the rules, and everyone has to abide by them. So you two are just going to do whatever you did last time in order to go back, or else."

She didn't even have to say the consequence for me to know what she meant. Well I was planning on trying on the opposite sex again anyway, at least now I know what t do.

Jessica: "This time I'll get you to some clothes. Not that there was anything wrong with the stuff you were wearing the other day. Its just that you two need something a little more casual. I know, I'll bring over something's latter own today. How does an hour from now sound?" Before we were able to produce our answer she immediately continued he conversation. "You can even ware them to the party tonight."

Me: "Party? What party? Didn't you have one just a few days ago?"

Jessica: "We were suppose to but a electrical fire broke out in the pool equipment room. After that we postponed it, now you both can come after all." She seemed so happy for us. Of course I was a little depressed by the news.

Me: "Well I guess we have no other choice." I said glumly.

Alex: "We who?"

Jessica: "Come on Alex, your not staying here while Josh goes alone. Come you get to meet some new people, and who knows, you may meet someone there."

Alex: "But, doesn't that not matter since I'll be a girl?"

Jessica: "Well, you have a point there. Well, you'll get to know them better. You can use that in school next week."

Alex: "I guess."

Jessica: "Good, well I'll be going now. See ya."

With that she left. As I watched her walk away I remembered we never invited her in, and she had been standing in the doorway the entire time.

Me: "We could have invited her in. Hey, wait a minute. How did she know you?"

Alex: "She came over yesterday when I went over to your house. We talked somewhat. She seems nice. She likes you a lot to. She also told me about the type of magic there using over there, and what happened to you."

Me: "So do you know anything about, can we stop my episodes without having to go over there?"

Alex: "There from the same school as mine. Jessica her self doesn't know much magic, and neither does anyone else. She says that that Shania is the one that does most of the transformation, and 'the new life' spells. However, she did say something strange though. She said that they were taught a chant that I had never heard of. It was kind of odd, and I have no idea what its suppose to do."

Me: "That is odd. Well I'm sure its no worse than some of those cheers I had to do yesterday."

An hour could never feel any shorter. It wasn't long before Jessica was back with a whole host of clothes pack into three suitcases. She began to set up inside Alex's living room as if she was preparing for a sale. Inside all of the clothing items were separated into separate distinct categories. In one case were your undergarments (bras, Panties, etc.), and swimming apparel. The next suit case was dedicated completely to shirts. There are short sleeve, half sleeve, long sleeve, and sweat shirts. There even was a few tank tops in there. In the third and final case are pants and pant-like clothing items.

Jessica: "So who will be first?"

She sounded as if she had been waiting to do this for years. She had everything nicely and neatly laid out all over the couch with the same precision and attention-to-detail that you would expect in a fancy department store. I figured that since I was the one that got us both into this mess I should be the one to go first.

Me: "I'll go." I couldn't sound more miserable.

Jessica: "Okay then. To start off you're going to want to pick some underwear." She then ushered me over to the underwear cushion. "Now we have here a large variety of panty types. Now there basically two types, your cotton, and your silks. The main difference between the two is that cotton is cheaper more forgiving when it come to washing machine settings, and typically the waste bands are a little more comfortable. Now silk under ware is always more expensive, but the fabric is much smoother on the skin. It feels nicer overall, but on some brands the waste bands can be highly uncomfortable. Now there are no lace types, nor thongs, or any other type of sexy underwear. I figured neither of you would want to ware that stuff. Also all of these are sizes 3 and 4 so they should fit you. Now you go and pick out a few while I get something out of this bag."

Get something, how much more could she possible have. I decided to ignore that and move on to the more complex decision of choosing which texture and color underwear to wear. I figured the less thought involved the better off I'll be so I just choose them at random and hope they were ones that would at least be comfortable. I ended up getting four blue silk pieces, all of them with the more comfortable waste band Jessica mentioned earlier. This aided with the fact that they weren't pink came as a relief to me.

Jessica: "Okay then, now lets move on to bras. Now last time you both were about a 26 C so basically that what all these are. Now I only got two major types of these, ones with under wire, and ones without. Now the under wires support better but are not as comfortable while the one without are the complete opposite. Now there all the same basic style so, these will do for you." She then proceeded to pick up 4 bras, each of them the same blue color that my panties are. "These should match those quite well, and they don't have any under wire so there more comfortable." I accepted the suggestion and we moved on. Next it was swimwear, then shirts, then pants. Needless to say I got the long pants and shirts, and a regular bathing suite. Next I got to see the new items that are up for grabs. Lets just call it the foot department. "Here are some socks, stockings, and everything in between that I thought you two would like." I figured I better get something since she went there the trouble of getting it. Besides I can always use a new pair of socks. I took 3 pairs of sock and I pair of full-length stockings (I figured why not, I don't like the half-length ones any way). Next it was Alex's turn. As he went through he basically got the same assortment of items I did, although he chose red underwear instead. Now we were almost set to go, but Jessica had one more thing to tell us.

Jessica: "Now you two I want you both to come over my house at about six as your female selves. I want to give you some stuff that I could not get from the Johnson place earlier. Also, wear those necklaces that I gave you the other day. Now If you help me out here I can get this stuff out of here."

We helped her pack and said our good byes and then wondered how on Earth we going to get this past our parents. We spent the rest of the day planning for this operation. We finally decided to pack up our stuff and head out at about 5:30. We figured that we could tell our parents that we were camping up on a hill I go to occasionally to stargaze. We would get to the hill and then leave the tent and equipment we need for our cover there. Then we would change sex's change in the tent and get to Jessica's house by six. A complicated plan, but one that should work, and tomorrow we would just go to the hill first before coming home.

It was 5:25 exactly. My parents bought my stargazing excuse for the night. My Dad said wished he could go, but tomorrow was the day he has to get to work early and he needed his sleep. So I quickly pack up the tent, some food, and my telescope and headed out the door. It was three miles to the hill and the only modes of transportation were by foot or by bike. Fortunately I had an old wagon which could easily be fitted onto the back of my bike. It was actually something I fashioned years ago. Since Alex doesn't yet own a bike I let him use mine. I would let him use my brothers but since I figured that I will have a hard time pedaling my brothers bike, Alex wouldn't be able to handle it. As we left home I couldn't help thing how stupid I was for going threw with this. I mean I should just walk up to her as is, and not waste any time on this sex change thing.

Alex: "Well according to Jessica this is the only way to get in contact with that lady. If you don't do it this way, you don't do it at all."

Me: "I know, its just that I have a bad feeling about this, that's all. Its like were soldiers going off on a one way mission and just as were being sent off they decided to play taps for us."

Alex: "Actually the school's band is playing taps."

He pointed over to my high school were the marching band was. Well at least it was appropriate. It was another five minutes before me made it to the spot on the hill. Tonight was suppose to be relatively clear, but cold. That didn't matter to much seeing how this was just the cover story. While there is no tall peaks in this area, there are a lot of tall hills with some steep valleys. Some to steep for house construction. There is nothing around for at least a mile. The trees on the hill block the lights from the town well. The spot were we set up camp was perfect. The grass usually never grew here because it was always too rocky in this particular area. The clearing it self was wide and open. On the north, East, and West sides are mostly trees, but on the south side is a completely clear. Here the hill slopes down into the valley below rendering a beautiful view of the sky. I always figured that if I could ever get a date, and wanted to be alone with her, this is were I'd bring her. Unfortunately tonight isn't the night to take in the view. As soon as me and Alex set up the tent we would have to change ourselves, get changed and head back to Jessica's house. After the tent was erected we quickly got inside. Once inside, Alex pulled out a piece of paper in which he had copied the spell onto and began reading. Here we go again.

TO be continued...

[ Part 4: "The Kid Next Door3.txt" ]

The Kid Next Door

Part3

Disclaimer: There are no copyrights for this story so feel free to do with it as you choose however if you do re-post it or use it please just E-mail me to say you are. This is my first crack at this type of story so be gentle. Any comments can be sent to: JHMCD2@yahoo.com

This 'episode' does contain adult content so no one under 18.

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Here I am, in the middle of the woods, with my friend, about to dress up like girls. Although, instead of acting like girls, we are girls. Earlier, it was discovered that the person who runs the Johnson Estate, Shania was holding me to our questionnaire I took a few days ago. Now in order to get her to stop Alex and I have to turn our selves back into girls, go back into the estate and get her to stop. It's now six P.M. on a Thursday evening. Alex and I are now dressed up and ready to go to the party. As I put the last piece of equipment inside of the tent I noticed Alex, or Alexis siting on the hill side watching the sun go down.

Me: " What are you thinking about?"

Alexis: "Did you ever bring any of your other friends up here?"

Me: "Why do you ask that."

Alexis: "Just curios."

Me: "A few, back when I still had friends."

Alexis: "Why do you say that?"

Me: "Well," It was a subject I really didn't want to get into, but figuring all we had done together, I figured I could tell him. "You see, when I was in Elementary school me and my whole class were basically friends. I liked it. Unfortunately people started moving away. Then when we went to middle school my parent moved to wear we live now. Its only a few miles were I use to live but it was far enough to move me out of my old school district. So most of my friends end up going to another middle school. But there was one kid though. His name was Justin. We new each other since preschool. Been best friends for years. He loved coming out here. He use to live in the house across the street from me, the one that Jessica lives in now. Eventually he moved out just before Jessica moved in. Then the rest of the people at the school were concerned with all kinds of stuff I ether hated or just preferred not to deal with. Then things just went on from there."

Alex: "Well, you got me now, and according to my mom were not moving for a long time."

While I knew he was mostly trying to cheer me up, knowing that I did have Alex around did make me feel way better than when I was alone. As I looked at the sun go down I suddenly remembered to look at my watch. It was 6:10

Me: "Shoot, we have to get going. Jessica's going to be mad."

We quickly secured the tent, threw our backpacks on, got on our bikes and left for Jessica's house. It would at least be another 10 minutes before we got their.

It was now practically dark. It took us a little over twelve minutes to get to Jessica's house. I thought she would be mad, but she was okay with it. Apparently she wasn't ready ether. While at her house we said hi to her folks and then went upstairs. While I didn't know why something was oddly peculiar about the whole place. Well, its not that the house looked creepy, its just that I felt to comfortable there, as if I had been there before. Well I knew I had been there before, but it wasn't the same type feeling.

Anyway, Jessica's room was on the left side of the house. The overall layout was exactly the same as my house, its just that for some strange reason the plan was flipped. Jessica's room was the room of my old friend Justin who use to live here. While I expected it to be all girlie now, it surprisingly wasn't. Well, it depended on were you looked. There was all kinds of hair care products, jewelry cases, and a few stuffed animals (like I should talk about the stuff animals) on the dresser, but every were else it seemed more livable. The room was filled with pink things, flowers, nor frills. It was filled with more neutral colors, more plain lines, and pattern types. There were posters on the wall, but not one of them contained a famous young male actor on them, they were mostly views of space and the various telescopes that took them. There was however a Pokemon poster thrown in the mix.

Me: "Wow, I expected your room to look, well, more feminine. It really looks nice."

Jessica: "Thanks, I think." She then reached into here closet and pulled out two shoeboxes. Inside were, well shoes. "Here, put these on."

Me: "What for, we have are own shoes."

Jessica: "Yeah I know, but these are women's shoes, they'll fit you feet better."

I figured she was probably right. So we both took a pair and put them on. Jessica then took our old shoe's and put them inside the box.

Jessica: "These will be here when you get back, okay." We both agreed with her.

After that we were off, to hopefully would be the last visit to the Johnson Estate.

Girl: "Well, its you two again." It was the same girl at the front desk from before.

Girl: "Alexis, and Janet, well, you are both cleared, you may go now."

Jessica: "So Emma, when are you coming down?" She motioned to the girl at the desk.

Emma: "I'll be down in a minute, its looks like the last few people are here."

I could see on her computer screen a video of two more girls entering the front gate. It must be linked to a security camera up front.

Emma: "Well the Elevator will be here soon."

Jessica: "Okay, thanks."

With that we went over to the elevator door. As last time, the second we approached it, it arrived. We took the elevator down to the basement as last time. When we arrived Jessica lead us to some private rooms for our use. We could hear talking and giggling coming from down an adjacent corridor.

Alexis: "So how many people are here?"

Jessica: "Well about 22 should show up, plus two special guest. So in all, 24."

Me: "Special guest, so who is that, are they."

Jessica: "I don't know, its not like its anyone famous. Its just that Ms. Shania always likes to bring in some people whenever we have a party like this."

I'd figured I better leave it at that for right now. Besides, it really doesn't matter who it is as far as I'm concerned.

Jessica: "Well you two get change into your bathing suites and we'll go and meet everyone." With that we went to enter our separate little cubby rooms, but before we could a familiar voice come howling down the hall.

Girl: "Hey, Alexis." It was the girl from the pool yesterday. Alex was never more proud to see her. She came up and hugged her and from what of his face that I could see, he looked as if he just lost the lottery.

Girl: "Well, come on girl, don't you remember me? It's me Samantha, although I guess I didn't tell you my name last time because all that was going on I mean we were talking about all sorts off things that were really cool, and you were all skittish about wearing that bathing suite, so you were acting so coy..." She kept going and going and going. How can one say so much on only one breath. She was saying so much so fast that she left the subject completely. I heard blondes are suppose to be more 'sociable' than most, but that's just a stupid stereotype that she confirms. If this keeps up I'm going to have to interfere. "....than we went to the Bastille, and uhhgg it was so old, and..." at that point she looked down into Alex's backpack and saw the bathing suite. "... your not going to wear that thing are you. Come on, there's have a swim suite like that one from the other day in the closet. Come on." With that she turned Alex around grabbed both her left shoulder and right but cheek and pusher her right into the changing room. In a few seconds an arm reached out and grabbed Alex's backpack and drew it in. Then the door closed.

Me: "Poor Alex's."

Jessica: "Yeah, well, Samantha can be like that sometimes. Well lets get dressed shale we?" With that we both retreated to our own separate changing rooms."

As I was changing, I the remembered the conversation Alex and I had the last time we were here. We recognized the fact that he was a good-looking girl. As I looked on a mirror I noticed I wasn't so bad now in my present form ether. I decided to do something I never thought I would or even should do, admire myself naked. It wasn't like I was a pervert, for after all, it was my body. I took my clothes off and just started looking. The mirror was full length so I was able to see everything. For the first time since this Monday I started to get hot just looking at myself. I figured though I had better not let it go to far because I have to many people to interact with over the next few hours. I donned the bathing suite and quickly went the meet up with the others. As I left the room both Jessica and Alex (with Samantha attached) were waiting outside for me. Jessica was wearing a sky pattern Tankini, Alex on the other hand was wearing the same bikini he was wearing last time. Overall he didn't seem to happy. Then I moved to Samantha. I didn't realize it before, but she was wearing regular outdoor (in winter) clothes before. Now she was wearing a green bikini that didn't leave much to the imagination. As I closer at Alex, she seems more embarrassed than upset. She even blushing a little. Then it donned on me, Samantha didn't appear to be the shy type. She probably saw that thing inside the closet and immediately went to put it on. Alex is to proper to readily except that. Oh well, he'll have to learn eventually.

The party was about as exciting as you could expect an all girl only party to be. Of course never have been invited to a teen aged party before, so I didn't have anything to compare it with. The main room ( where all the food drinks, and most of the activities were located) was extremely busy. Girls were everywhere, talking doing the limbo, there was even a group in the corner playing a game of twister. We continued threw the crowd to the pool. There we dropped our stuff on some deck chairs and went for a swim. Some girls I didn't know asked us if we would play a game of water polo with them. I had never played water polo a day in my life, but I did have some recollection of what it was about (after, my brother was on a water polo team, and after the 50'th meet you begin to get a since of what the game was about). So we went to playing. The game was to 20 points and was 4 on 4. Alex was having an easy time at the game, and quickly became our most valuable player. She managed to block, pass, and score better than anyone on our team. She would, however stay mostly towards the back and help out or goalie Samantha. While she was a talk-o-holick she was actually quite good. For the first half (before the first team hit 10 points) we were in the deep end, and yet she still managed to block some shots. The offense was left up to me and Jessica. While I wasn't the strongest swimmer in the world I managed to out maneuver the other girls a good deal of the time. Needless to say we won 20-15. After the game we all went to the steam room to cool off (if you call going to a steam room cooling off). There we talked about a lot of things. School, boys, girls, everything was on the agenda. As Jessica told Alex earlier, this was an excellent time to gather info on how the opposite sex works in our area. While she was normally a motor mouth, Samantha was actually pretty calm during this conversation. Her and Alex were sitting to my left. Unlike usually were she takes over a conversation she was calm and attentive. It wasn't till we had been in there for about seven minutes before things went from calm to 'that's not right.' As most conversations that are about the opposite sex, the agenda eventually lead to sex. That's when the girl to my left, Amelia, admitted she was a lesbian. While this didn't affect me one bit I new that others may have issues with the topic.

Samantha: "Wow you a lesbian. Who, I mean how do you even get to like begin a lesbian?"

Amelia: " Well, it wasn't as if I just woke up and said I'm going to be a lesbian. I tried boys but they were all, well, boys." I'd never felt so insulted "Eventually I started finding what I like in girls more so I decided that I rather go with girls than with boys."

Jessica: "Well, I guess that is a good reason."

Amelia: "Besides the sex with girls last longer, and unlike with the men you don't have to worry about getting pregnant when you don't want to."

Gilr1: "But, instead you have to pay a couple thousand dollars when you do."

Jessica: "Yeah that is true, while there are methods of even same sex couples to now have there own children, they all cost an arm and a leg."

Amelia: "Yeah, but I'm in high school, children is something I don't want until I'm at least 25, and have some sort of career."

Girl2: "What I want to know is, is how to girls get each other off at the same time? You know what fun is it if only one of you is getting something out of it."

Amelia: "Well, there are a few ways. My friend has all kinds of cool little devises to help out, and there are even ways you both can do without any tools. Like here let me show you."

I didn't believe it, every man's fantasy at one time or another was finally happening right in front of me. Amelia reach between the black girl's legs and pulled them apart. She then grabbed the girl's hand in placed it in between her own crotch. As they did so I could feel my own body to become aroused. My nipples were becoming erect and my pussy was starting to get wet.

Amelia: "Now, place your hand inside here" she proceeded to place her had under the girls bikini bottom, and ushered her to do the same "now all you do is find the clit and begin massaging it." She them began to rub the girls private area. As she did so I could see that it was having a positive effect as the girl facial expressions changed. The girl began massaging Amelia's clit and before long the two of the where breathing heavily. As they did so I could feel my own clit begin to hunger for the same attention that theirs was getting. I decided that that wasn't going to happen so I'd might as well try and calm my body down, but before I could Amelia decided to speak up.

Amelia: "While don't you gals try." She while breathing extremely heavily. She then moved closer to the other girl and kissed her. I could tell the other girl had no objections to this new advance. As I looked around to see everyone else's reactions, I noticed something surprising. They all were going along with it. The two girls adjacent to Jessica immediately went for each other's private places. Jessica just shrugged, went over to Samantha and they began making out. So it was just Alex and I. It was ironic, we were the two who had the most to gain with the activity, but we were the most reluctant to follow threw with it. I looked at Alex and he looked just as unsettle as I felt. I then figured why not, and went over to kiss my brand new friend. As our lips touched I began to move my hand to her crouch. About half way there accidentally hit Alex's hand. Apparently he was thinking the same thing I was. We re-routed our hands and this time we found each other's slits. I quickly began to massage Alex and she returned the favor. Immediately I felt a rush of pleasure threw my body like I had never felt before. Since I was wearing a full body suite Alex had to move her hand up one of the leg holes in order to get access to my vagina, but it seemed she was having no problem with the space constraint. I quickly decided to move my fingers inside of her in hopes that she would do the same. She did. It was actually an odd sensation, but still a very pleasurable one. She then started to move her finger in and out. As she did so I could feel my pussy getting wetter than what it had been before. It was now to the point were it would make a slurping sound every time Alex would move her hands. I decided to do the same with Alex, but the more we increased speed the harder it was to concentrate on what we were doing. Eventually it was becoming too much. My nipple were so sensitive that my swim suite was starting to feel like sand paper, but in a pleasurable way. I could start to feel the walls of my vagina beginning to contract. At the same time I could tell Alex was at her peak as my finders became crushed under the pressure of her muscles. Then finally I came. I could feel fluid rush out of my vagina as if it was a fire hose. I couldn't help but to go into convulsions as my body dealt with the overload of pleasure it had received. At that very moment I could feel Alex come as well. She too suffered similar shaking. As I looked at her bikini bottom I could tell she also squirted out a host of fluids of her own. We both laid there in each others arms, oblivious to whether or not the other girls had finished or not. It would take us ten minutes to recover from the experience before we realized what had happened. By the other girls were already up and about. Jessica then came over to us to see how we were doing.

Jessica: "So how are you to doing?"

Me: "I fine." I said completely exhausted. Alex just nodded his head in agreement.

Jessica: "Good, but don't worry though. The first time you come completely like that can always be a bit much." I knew what she met, for both sexes. The first time I learned to masturbate (and accomplished it successfully) I was out for at least an hour. While she meant to cheer us up, Jessica's question left me wondering, well, whether or not she had gone all the way before. I figured that in our current capacity it would probably be okay to ask her.

We all filled out the steam room and headed for the changing rooms. When we reached them I asked Jessica if she could help me with something. As we entered the almost Spartan room I decided to pop the question.

Jessica: "So what do you need me to help you with."

Me: "Eventually this bra, but the main reason I asked you in hear was..." I had never asked any one this before. I had always figured it to be an invasion of privacy, or something cool kids use to hang over you, when even they haven't done it themselves.

Me: "Well, are you a virgin?" I just hoped she would answer. I figured the only ways she could possibly get out of it would leave me with one less friend than what I came in hear with today, and with my luck I was going to need all the Allies I could get.

Jessica: "Yeah, of course, why do you ask?"

I was caught off guard by her answer, but yet relieved.

Me: "I was just wondering, with what you said, earlier."

Jessica: "What, that, I meant when you come from masturbation. Come on, its not like we don't do it to. Matter a fact we were just doing it in the sauna. You don't have to worry about that, I have no plans of going all the way with anyone for a long time."

I was pleased, my hope-to-be girlfriend still was a virgin (and you know I am) so if we're able to do anything, I could be her first.

Jessica: "So is there anything else you want to ask me?"

Me: " Well, actually, yes. How on Earth do you put these things on?"

It was now late, I'll say nine o'clock. For the past few hours we had been playing games, or just talking. Eventually we were going to watch a movie but we were waiting for some Pizza to arrive, with our special guest. I couldn't wait. I was starving. The little snacks we had were good, but they were far from being filling. Just then I could hear some girls cheering in the background.

Me: "What going on?"

Samantha: "Apparently the foods here."

Finally I thought. We would eat, see these special guests and then watch a movie, not to mention the added bonus of my de-listing. Just then Emma walking in and started telling every one to calm down and take a seat on the floor. Once she did she began her the introduction.

Emma: "Welcome everyone to are little bellied spring break party." She was talking extremely formal. "I hope your all having a good time. Before we continue this little affair, I would like to introduce you to our special guest, but first our host Ms. Shania."

Everyone began clapping as the infamous Ms. Shania walked out. She had dark brown hair and was wearing a long black robe. Overall she was quite beautiful, although the outfit made her look like a witch.

Ms. Shania: "Thank you all, and welcome to the Johnson Estate." She spoke with an British accent in a way that made her sound as if she was brought in an upper class setting. "While we all have been waiting a little to long for dinner, we still have our guest for this evening. So I say its about time we brought them out." Just then, out walked the one person no one should have to see, ever. Ricky Michaels came in holding about seven pizzas looking as if he had just won the estrogen jacket. "Mr. Michaels is just one of our guest today, and hear is the second." Next walked in walked in some little kid. I never seem him before but there was only one thing that made him stand out to me, the fact the HE was a HE. "This is Carla's younger brother Christopher."

They all said hi to the new arrivals with skepticism. I could tell they were wondering why they were here. I was wondering the same thing. Emma then took Christopher out the room.

Ms. Shinia: "First lets have some fun with Ricky here."

I could see why she hadn't introduced him, after all he needed no introduction. That bum was famous all threw out the school for one thing our another.

Ricky: "Well, alright. Yaw girls want some of me, well it's a good thing you took the little kid out because I'm ready to do all you."

Its something I would have expected him to say. Then Ms. Shania ushered him to the center of the room.

Ms. Shania: "Here you go Mr. Michaels. Now just stay here while we take care of things." She then turned to us and began to give us the biography none of us wanted. "Well girls we all know Ricky Michaels here. He's a classic jock. He treats us like trash and he's done so his entire life. He thinks woman should be slutty and willing to give ourselves to him whenever he beckons. He feels that we are only good for two things, to look at and to have sex with. He doesn't even believe that other males are as worthy of us as he is and that they to have a subordinate purpose." As she said that she looked directly at me. I then knew exactly what she was getting at. This must be some sort of male hazing thing, were we where going to strip him naked and leave in the woods, or something similar.

Ricky: "You got that right, hey, we all aren't equal any way. We all have our places in life, mine just happens to be at the top." He was talking as if he was proud of himself. He attitude made me want to punch him right there on the spot. Ms. Shania just looked at him, rolled her eyes and continued on.

Ms. Shania: "This fool even admits his chauvinistic ways. So don't you think its time we give him a little of his own medicine." With that she waved her hand in a subdued manor. All the girls then seemed to change. I just got a shiver up my spine. It felt like something just wanting to take over my mind, and make me do something. Surprisingly I recognized the feeling. Its happened to me many of times before but I never knew why, but since I had experienced it so much I was able to fight it off with ease. As I looked around ever last girl in the rooms eyes just glassed over. They began to look as if there minds were in another place. Jessica and Samantha were the very same way, but Alex was different. Instead of looking around puzzled like I was, he seemed look as if he knew exactly what was going on. I figured if anybody, he probably did. "Now my younger sister, lets give him exactly what he disserves." Just then the girls began chanting. I never heard the words before nor did I understand what they were say, but listening to them It was manly three or four words that they would repeat. All of them were just sitting there chanting as if they were robots. Even native tribe on TV that do this sort of thing on a regular basis sound more lively than they do. "If he thinks all we are is eye candy then let him be eye candy, then let him be eye candy. If he thinks were just sperm receptacles than let him be one." Ms. Shania was really getting into this as she spoke the faster the girls chanted. Then out of the ceiling about a frightened Ricky's head formed a cloud of smoke. Lights flashed inside the cloud as if they were lighting. As I looked I began to realize it probably was. Ricky was looking around in a panic. Ever time the lightning flashed a loud clap of thunder accompanied it. I could tell Ricky was looking for the exit, but ever time he tried to bolt for the door he mould move as if he was nailed to the floor. I was beginning to think the worst, but at least this time, it wasn't happening to me. I quickly glanced at Alex to see what he was doing. He was just string staring the events in front of us as if he wanted to interfere in some way. Even though he was my enemy, I knew it would be best if we did attempt to do something. Between the girls, the thunder, and wind that was just getting worse by the second I could here much of anything. Ms. Shania was still going on but I could no longer hear her. I decided it would be best to consult an expert on these matters and ushered my way over to Alex.

Me: "What's going on. What are they doing." I had to scream at the top of my lungs in order for her to hear me, or for me to hear myself for that matter.

Alex: "It a special type of spell. I've heard of it but I've never seen it before. Basically she's attempting to re-write space and time itself. Once its started, it can't be stopped. She doing it so that when she transforms Ricky, it will be as nothings changed." Transformed. No offence, but I've been on the negative side of this before, but I wouldn't wish this on, well Ricky. " There are usually simpler spells, like the one they used on you the other day, but they aren't as efficient. They just give the impression that things have change. This will actually make things changed in the present as well as in the past instead of just the impression of the past changing."

Me: "Won't that change are thoughts as well."

Alex: "Yes and no. I'm trained to be immune from these types of spells, but you aren't. It just depends on whether or not your mind is capable of retaining the memories. It just depends on how close you are to the memories, but since were both here it may be easier for you to retain more."

I could barley hear her, but it did make since. Well, good bye Ricky Michaels. Its been miserable. Just then Ricky disappeared in a flash of light. After it cleared, it reviled a blonde bombshell that looked like it belong on a street corner somewhere. The new Ricky was several inches short (although you wouldn't know it her being in those 3 inch stiletto heals). She was wearing black fishnet stockings, an extremely short yet extremely tight leather shirt, and a leather pullover type shirt thing that left nothing to the imagination. Her breast must have been a d cup, or at least a large C in a push up bra. Here make up was so heavy it re-diffident the term 10 cent hore. As the new Ricky immerged the clouds, the thunder, and the wind all disappeared instantly. The girls also seemed to return to normal as well.

Ms. Shania: "Well girls Tanya Michaels has to be going now. Ever one say goodbye."

All the girls (seemingly dazed and somewhat confused) waved goodbye to the tramp that use to be my greatest adversary. On her way out the door. She stopped and looked at me. I almost thought she recognized me, but if what Alex said is true, I seriously doubted it. She then shrugged and went on her way. Even her walk screamed hore. After all that he had done to me, after all he put me threw, I felt sorry for him. After all, he never re-wrote my entire life.

The girls while initially confused got over there confusion almost instantly. They were now talking and gossiping about the girl who just left the room.

Samantha: "I don't think we should let her go. You know what happened last time she was out this late."

Alex: "What happened?"

Jessica: "She was picked up by the police who thought she was a prostitute. It was all cleared up, but she ended up spending the night at the jail because of it."

I didn't believe it, she already had a history. While ever one was going on about her, I was wondering why I didn't remember any of this. If everything had truly been re-written then I should be able to remember it.

Ms. Shania: "Well lets bring out our second guest shall we?"

Out came Emma with little Christopher. The little red headed boy had no idea what was in store for him. I knew though that there was no way we could let the same thing that happened to Ricky happen to him.

Me: "You know we can't..."

Alex: "I know. But there isn't much I can do."

Me: "Well can't you make him go someplace else or something?"

Alex: "You mean teleportation, no. I don't know any of those spells."

Me: "I think its about time you started reading those books a little bit more."

As we were discussing what to do Christopher was ushered into the middle of girls. Once there Ms. Shania waved her hand as before and all of the girls zoned out again.

Ms. Shania: "Well, this time we don't have a vicious womanizer to deal with, no, this time we have sweat little Christopher here." It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going to happen next. "You see Christopher seems to have a lack of friends. Males can be so harsh, so what his sister proposed is to let him join us. Let him join us females who are more compassionate than those males in which fate has made him." With that the girls started chanting again. This was starting to get annoying, and scary.

Christopher: "But, I don't want to be a girl." It was as if you knew his own fate, but Ms. Shania leaned over to him.

Ms. Shania: "Don't worry pretty soon you won't have known life any other way."

The girls were increasing the tempo almost all on their own now. As they did the cloud from before started to appear again.

Me: "Come on we have to do something." I yelled at Alex.

Alex: "Well, there is one thing I can do, but I'll have to wait for the right moment." While I had no idea what he had in mind I knew we had no other choice. As they continued the cloud started to produce lighting and thunder. As I looked at it, I could swear that I saw stars on the other side. Then it hit me. That wasn't a storm, it was some type of vortex. I wanted to know more about it but at it didn't matter right now. After a while I could tell that it was ready to turn little Christopher for the worst. Just then Alex yelled out something, but it was to loud for me to hear her. Then the lightning bolt came down and hit Christopher. I was afraid to look so I hid my eyes. I figured that we had somehow failed the little boy. The room was now quiet and I could tell the clouds dissipated, but I still wasn't about to look up to confirm. Then someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up. It was Alex. She then pointed to the center of the room. I was afraid to look, but figured I had no other choice. The person standing there wasn't what I expected. As I looked closer I could tell the suppose to be she was still a he. I could tell Christopher was now about our age. His hair was longer and he looked more feminine than most boys, but he was definitely a he.

Me: "What did you do?"

Alex: "Simple, I interfered with her spell by adding my own. The actually transformation spell she was using is pretty basic and weak. So I used a more powerful spell to counter hers. The two just balanced each other out." While it wasn't a perfect result, it was still better that Christopher having to wear a bra. No offence but these things aren't that comfortable. As I gazed at the newly transformed Christopher, something told me to look slightly over to the right. Ms. Shania was standing there almost as if she was in a state of shock, but she was hiding it well. She ushered Emma to come over and take him back out of the room. He was transferred out so fast that they managed to get out before the girls recovered from the spell.

Me: "I don't get it. If she could do all this, then why doesn't she just try the spell over again?"

Alex: "Because she can't. The reason why this spell isn't done to often is because one person can't do it alone. She was using the girls to open up space to be re-written on, but it takes to much energy." He motioned to the girls in the room. They all looked drained and exhausted. "You see , she needed so many people here in order to perform he perfect transformations, but there is a limit to how many she can do at a time."

He was right, even Samantha didn't seem much like talking. Its probably why its taking them so long to recover from the spell.

Ms. Shania: " Well with that out of the way, why don't' we all get something to eat."

You would have thought she had just cast another spell the way those girls re-covered. They quickly jumped up and started going at that pizza like a bunch of ravenous animals. Huh, and they say boys are bad. Girls aren't any better at anything social than boy, they just hide it better, or get off easier. Like those woman teachers who sleep with there students and why my criminal justice class could take a tour of the mans prison but not the women's, and ...

Jessica: "Josh, this is your chance to speak with her."

I was so busy in my thought I had almost forgot wear I was.

Me: "Oh right." I said. I couldn't think of anything else. After all, if she was that good then she probably knew that Alex and I were intruders.

We first stopped by the food table and got something to eat. Then Jessica took us over and introduced us to our host.

Jessica: "Ms. Shania, these are my friends Jennifer and Alexis." The rather tall woman look at the two of us smiled and began to talk.

Ms. Shania: "Why hello. It is nice to meet the two of you."

I figured that there was no time like the present to tell here about survey thing. I just hoped this would end well.

Me: "Hi. Ms. Shania, I have a question for you."

Ms. Shania: "Well, yes what is it?"

Me: "Well I was just wondering if I could be taken off the survey list."

Ms. Shania: "Okay, well how about you come with me upstairs and we will take care of it."

Oh great, up stair, were there's no witnesses. At any rate Jessica, Alex, Samantha, and myself went with he to the top floor of the complex. Actually we were in the attic of the house that stood on top of the property. He office was actually quite nice. It had a mahogany desk with a professional looking lamp. The computer on the desk looked almost brand new. Ms. Shania sat down in the big leather chair behind the desk and began typing in the computer.

Ms. Shania: "Jessica, can you take your friends to the other room while we take care of this?" There she goes, she got rid of my only allies, well I hope she makes it quick."

Jessica: "Okay." And with that they were out the door, which shut behind them.

It was now just me, and Ms. Shania. I may not like saying it can't get any worst, but I fail to see how it could.

Ms. Shania: "Well Josh, it is about time I got to see you. You know your one hard fellow to get in here."

Me: "What do you mean, I was never invited here." I then paused for a second as I realized something more important. "Wait a minute, how do you know my name?"

Ms. Shania: "I have known about you for a long time. Every since I started this little club you have been bothering me." Bothering here, even when I don't bother people I bother me. "However, its not your fault. For some reason you have the unique ability to just evade my mind spells. I just been lucky your not aware of your ability" What ability, I had to admit some odd things had happened around here for the past few years, but they all were explainable. "You I had to re-arrange my spells just so you would not become suspicious."

Me: "Suspicious about what?" That definitely passed as the dumbest question of the day. From the look of things downstairs she's been doing this for quite a while.

Ms Shania: "Well for starters how about your old friend Justin. Yes, him, your old friend from Elementary school. You know, his sister had a request to make him into her sister. At first I didn't like the idea, but eventually I came to except it. Apparently she was much older that he was, and was about to leave home for college. She wanted just one year with her brother as a sister so they could bond a little bit more." Now if I remember correctly, Justin did have a way older sister. Apparently his parents had her while they were still in high school, but it worked out in the end as they got married and only then had Justin. "Now eventually she began to like him better as a her, especial with her going threw all of her womanly problems that year. However, you almost blew the entire thing. For some reason your mind is able to fend off my spells and even almost block them completely. The spell on little Justin almost didn't go threw because of it. I had to use a special spell on you specifically just to be able to carry it out. I made you believe that he had move away a while ago and that someone new had already moved in. It was quite ingenious to tell you the truth. Now little Justin is still living across the street from you, although you know him better now as Jessica." Well, that does explain something's. Jessica was apparently into a lot of things that Justin and I were into, I guess those things somehow must have transferred over into Jessica. "Yes well I say that's the only example I have that is that close to you, and it appears to be working out for the best."

Me: "But why did you turn my best friend into a girl for the rest of his life. You know that pretty much ruined me for a few years."

Ms. Shania: "What are you talking about. You seem fine and healthy."

Me: "I don't mean physically, actually, yeah I mean that to. I was always embarrassed as for being a loner, I never got invited to anything after that, I had no one to talk to or do anything with." By this point I was yelling at her. It was if years of frustration of being alienated from the world had finally found a target, and for once, it wasn't my fault. "Now you come up here and tell me that I'm the one with the problem, you're the one with the problem you ding bat." While my choice in wording was somewhat childish and dated, keep it in mind I'd never cursed a day in my life nor ever yelled at someone older than me before. Ms. Shania just looked at me. I couldn't tell whether she was mad or confused.

Ms. Shania: "Well I do believe you do have the right to be angry, but don't push your luck. Besides, I was actually hear to make you a deal." A deal, this I didn't expect. What kind of deal could she have in mind for me?

Me: "What deal? Why should I make a deal with you?"

Ms. Shania: "Because its in your best interest. How would you like to stay the way you are." My faced immediately cringed at the prospect of being a girl my entire life. "Now if your worried about any of the female problems, lets just say its normal for some have them worst than others. Now you could be a little more well off, you can be great at a certain sport, and never have to worry about being socially alone again." Why she made it sound nice I believed in reading the fine print.

Me: "What's the catch?"

Ms. Shania: "Well there is no real catch. The only thing you would really have to do is become my apprentice. You see Emma, my daughter, my natural daughter" I got it immediately that she was making sure I knew that Emma is girl because of nature and not magic "has already mastered all of my teachings, and I looking for someone else to teach my craft to. I'm not willing to teach a male, but a girl, that's different. If you do this I could easily teach you to release those abilities of yours." At first I was going to say no completely, but as she went on it started sounding somewhat tempting. To be a relatively hot girl, be able to go all the things I wanted to do, and know how to perform magic, it was quite a tempting offer.

Me: "Well," I almost couldn't bring my self to answer, so I decided to say the first thing that came to my mind "No."

Ms: Shania: "No? Come on, think about it. You were just complaining on how everyone left you out of the picture. My Emma even said how they teased you as if it was a sport. What do you have as a boy that makes it so much better that being a girl?"

Me: "Well, not to have to go threw labor is always a good thing. I also like the way things are now, not having to sit down and pee, having to go threw all sorts of extra task just to make sure I'm healthy, besides the already high amount of stuff." By this point I could tell she was getting a little annoyed with me, but she just calmly sat back in her chair.

Ms. Shania: "Well, no one would expect you to make such a life changing decision on such short notice. You can stay at the party, but you have until tomorrow morning to give me your answer."

Me: "I'm pretty confident it will still be no."

Ms Shania: "Fine then, well you can't blame me for trying."

The next thing I knew was the room became slightly drafty. At first I thought it was just the door opened behind me, but I soon realized that my clothes felt different. I looked down to find that I was dressed in a Tutu. "Since you like ballet so much, why don't you just become a ballerina."

Me: "Hey wait a minute, I never told any one about that."

Ms. Shania: "Actually you did, I'm going to level with. I can't read minds, unless there ones that I have managed to re-write." I then realized that at one point I had told Justin that I like ballet because, well, lets forget about that for right now.

Ms. Shania: "Now I could turn you into one of those figurines inside of a jewelry box, so you can turn and turn all day long, or you can agree to my proposal." She had me. I didn't want to be a girl all my life, but I didn't want to be an inanimate object ether.

Just then someone knocked at the door.

Ms. Shania: "Who is it? I'm busy in here."

Emma: "Mother, there's someone here for you."

Ms. Shania: "Well, I guess they can come in."

The door opened. To my surprise it happened to be the one person I didn't expect to see. It was Alex's mother Amy. She was just standing in the doorway looking annoyed.

Amy: "Well hello Clare." Clare, I'm guessing that Ms. Shania's first name.

Ms. Shania: "You, what are you doing here?"

Amy: "Well, I'm here to help a few people out. You know, I thought that when you were expelled from the academy all of you would stop trying to rearrange peoples lives."

Ms. Shania: "This is none of your concern Matsuo. Get out of my house now!"

Amy: "Actually it is my concern." Just then Alex stepped out from behind his mother. "You see, this little one is mine."

Ms. Shania: "Well, they got you to, it's a good thing you had a girl."

Amy: "Actually HIS name is Alex. He is my son. Unfortunately for him, he's been messing around in spell books. For what purpose I find out later."

Ms. Shania: "Oh, now I get it. That's were this one (she referenced to me) managed to change himself into a girl. I thought he stumbled onto his own powers. While it does mean there is more work that needs to be done with him, It doesn't ruin the package."

Amy: "Hum, I know Josh has some latent powers that could be developed, but black mail isn't the way to do it."

Ms. Shania: "Why not, he's only a boy. I was giving him a chance to be something more, to be the sex that gave life to our civilization, to..."

Amy: "Even when magic's in the equation, it still takes to have a baby, and one of them has to be male."

Ms. Shania: "That's not true there are ways around that."

Amy: "There are but it doesn't matter. What does matter is that your ruining the live of a bunch of innocent kids just to get revenge on your old boyfriend." I don't believe it. All this, and its just a stupid schoolgirls revenge. Tomorrow, I'm not getting out of bed.

Ms. Shania: "I don't care. This is for the greater good. Men can't be..."

Amy: "What about your father. You loved him. You still do, and your bother. There still loyal to there wives, one of them being your mother. Why is it that since you got one of the ones that wasn't loyal, your going to devastate the lives of others who just started to live."

Ms. Shania: "I do not care. Some of them, like the one we did earlier deserved it."

Amy: "Ricky Michael's may be a fool, but typically people like him usually get there own when the time comes. Besides, what do you think the ministry is going to do to you when they find out?"

At that point a look of fear came over Ms. Shania's face. I guessing this ministry must be there government, and she broke the rules.

Amy: "I know what they'll do. The bind your powers, and then most likely turn you in to a rodent for the rest of your life."

Ms. Shania: "Well, they don't know yet I could..."

Amy: "Could do what? I figured out how many people you have done this to, and it would take at least a weak to get them all back to normal. That doesn't included today, because you already wore out those girls down stairs."

Ms. Shania: "That's it then why should I bother doing anything."

Amy: "Well, they don't know anything yet. You could reverse your more recent changelings. The rest it might be to late for anyway. There already set in there current lives. The ministry would turn them back no matter what, especially if you were to remain, unattended. But, I could introduce the case in a way that it would sound like I was rehabilitating you. That way you keep your powers and your form. All you would have to do is drop your little 'special guest invites' and."

Ms. Shania: " And what?"

Amy: " And show them that you are willing to work with the other sex again as a competent individual, and not a revenge nut."

Ms. Shania: "Well, how am I suppose to do that?"

Amy: "Alex here needs to catch up if he is to take the exam next August, and Josh does need a teacher. You were always good at teaching people and you've always loved it."

Ms. Shania: "Well, can they be girls."

Amy: "You know as well as I do that won't fly with the council."

Ms. Shania looked beat. She knew she had no alternative.

Ms. Shania: "Well, okay. I guess I have to." She looked so depressed.

Amy: "So then its settled, we can work out a schedule later, right now you two have a party to attend." With that we were both up and on are way out the door, until I realized something.

Me: "Uhhhh, can I get some normal clothes own now."

The rest of the evening went fine. The girls were so exhausted from there spell casting that most of them fell asleep during the movie. I however fell asleep because the movie was boring. Sometime early in the morning I woke up. The hall was almost pitch dark. There was some fiber optic lights on the edges of the wall that lined the ceiling and the floor. They made just enough light for me to make out faces. On one side was Alex, and Samantha, and on the other was Jessica. I looked across the room and saw Amelia rapped in some other girls arms as if they were a couple. I then turned my attention back to Jessica. Their she was my old best friend, who was now quickly becoming my girlfriend. I couldn't imagine how she felt, or whether she even knew what happened to her. Well, I guess that will have to wait for a latter date. Right now I was more concerned with getting back to sleep. As I cuddled with my pillow, I realized this girl thing wasn't so bad. As I looked at Jessica one more time I couldn't help wondering, why did Ms. Matsuo put the clothes over the Tutu instead of getting rid of it altogether.

Monday, the must feared word in the vocabulary of any high school student. Today it would be back to school and business as usual. Well at least this time Alex would be there to keep me company. I just couldn't wait to start taunting Ricky, whom I may add, is back to normal now. Well at least the odd part of my life is over. As I finished packing my backpack someone rang the doorbell. My brother was still up stairs so I figured I'd better get it. I opened the door thinking it was ether Alex or Jessica. I couldn't be any more wrong. It was Christopher. Apparently somehow we forgot to turn him back.

Christopher: "Let's go Josh, you take any longer and we're going to be late."

Well I'll guess I'll just have to get use to this, it can't be all bad, can it?

The End

Or is it?