Girl For A Spell
By Ellie Dauber
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Tuesday
However much sleep I got must have been enough. I woke up as Alan.
Jerry was really pissed at me for not showing up the day before to help with his car. Matt and Phil weren't too happy either. I told them that I'd gotten stuck helping Aunt Therese with some stuff around the house. They'd all met her at one time or another, and Phil even had the good sense to be a little afraid of her, though he didn't know why.
I knew why, but I sure wasn't going to tell. The best I could do was to warn him, warn them all, to stay clear of Aunt Therese. I made up some lie about her being a little crazy. Said that I had to humor her, or I'd wind up living in a foster home someplace or worse. They were sympathetic and agreed to go along.
(I suppose that I could have told them the truth: that Aunt Therese was a witch and that, if they weren't careful, my cousin Alice would have some new girlfriends to compare lipsticks with. Yeah, and they'd have believed me. NOT!)
Just when I thought everything was handled, Rick Medford comes by. We didn't have any classes together; he being a senior and me a junior. Besides, he hung out with a different crowd, so I hadn't seen him (as Alan) in a good month or more. Now he came looking for me. To ask me about my cousin, Alice, no less.
I told him the same lies that I had the night before. Only now, he wanted details. I made some up. My Dad and hers had been first cousins. Her dad was a businessman who'd been given a temporary assignment traveling through Europe. She was staying with Aunt Therese and me while he and her mother were over there. No, I didn't know if she'd be coming to our school. I didn't think that she would, though. Her old school had given her a lot of work to do, so Aunt Therese had decided to keep her at home, rather than do all the paper work needed to register Alice as a temporary student.
Then Rick got to the important questions. Yes, Alice had mentioned him when she got home. Yes, she seemed to like him. She said something to Aunt Therese about having a good time at the library. I said that I'd been busy, and, anyway, it was girl stuff, so I hadn't paid very close attention. No, I didn't know if Alice had a boy friend at her old school. She'd never mentioned one.
I realized that I'd better figure out what to say if Rick ever asked Alice about a boyfriend. I finally decided to say that Alice was between boyfriends, if Rick ever asked her -- asked me -- oh, whatever! I'd just say
that they'd split up a week or two before she'd left, and I -- she -- didn't want to talk about it.)
After Rick headed to his next class, Jerry and Matt chimed in. They were both curious about my cousin, and why hadn't I introduced her to them. They knew Rick's reputation, so they figured that if he was interested, then Alice must be a fox. Didn't I think my friends were good enough for her? Somehow, I found myself thinking that maybe they weren't. I bobbed and weaved for a while; told them that Alice hadn't wanted to meet anybody. She'd run into Rick by accident, and the two had hit it off. I don't think that they bought much of what I said, though. The guys, I decided, were going to be trouble.
All in all, it was not my best day at school. That afternoon, I gave Jerry and the others the same lame excuse about having to do something for Aunt Therese and headed towards my house. It was almost a relief to get home. Aunt Therese wasn't home. "Gone Shopping", her note said. I would have relaxed, except that I knew what was coming at 4 PM.
I had a crazy idea about watching the change, so I ran up to my room, stripped down, and stood naked in front of my mirror. The bank clock struck "Four." I began to feel dizzy. All my body hair seemed to shrink down into my body. My muscles seemed to shrink down, too, into smooth, slightly pale skin. My whole body was shrinking. It looked in the mirror like I was getting younger, about age 12 or so. Then I noticed that the hair on my head was growing over my ears. My nose seemed to be getting smaller. I was so fascinated watching my face becoming pretty that I just stared at it for a minute.
Then I realized that I was missing the big changes. I looked down. My breasts were already about the size of plums and growing out, growing bigger as I watched. I could feel my balls retreating up into my body. My pubic hair had reshaped itself into an upside-down triangle. I could barely see my prick. By now, it was maybe an inch long, shrinking up into a new position inside my vagina and becoming my clit. I panicked and reached down for it, barely finding it as it shrank. Then I suddenly felt very embarrassed. "A girl shouldn't be feeling herself up like this," I thought. I knew then that Alan was gone again, and Alice had arrived in his place.
I walked over to the dresser and picked out a cute bra and panty set, lilac colored with white lace flowers. I stepped into the panties and pulled them up around my hips. They were soft and cool, so much more pleasant to wear than Alan's scratchy cotton shorts. I did have a little trouble getting on the bra. The hooks were trickier than either of the other bras I'd worn, but I managed on the second try. I found myself thinking for a minute of how hard it would be for a boy to unhook it. I was sure, though, that Rick could manage. I found myself giggling at the thought; my nipples getting hard. (Oh brother, maybe I was that kind of girl, at least for Rick.)
I went over by the mirror, thinking to distract myself by looking some more at my new body. Even without make-up, I was gorgeous. Not quite centerfold standards, but I was getting there. I should have felt lust, staring at this great looking chick, standing there half naked posing in the mirror. Alan would have lusted after a girl like this. But I was Alice now, a girl myself, and all I felt was pride in how narrow my waist was and how my breasts filled out my bra. I walked around, turning my head to keep watching my image in the mirror. I saw my hips sway as I walked, my butt moving invitingly. It was really cute, and I wished I had a pair of jeans or a tight little dress that I could wear to show it off better. (Yeah, Alice was definitely back.)
I decided that I'd better finish getting dressed, when I heard Aunt Therese come in. I put on a light blue sleeveless blouse and a matching skirt. The skirt was a little on the short side. I'd barely been able to persuade Aunt Therese to let me buy it. I liked it because -- well, because it showed off my legs so nicely. "Might as well give Rick a treat," I thought. I put on a pair of skin tone peds and my new sneakers and went down to help Aunt Therese with the groceries.
I had just put a bag of groceries on the table when the front door bell rang. Aunt Therese was out back bringing in another bag. "Doorbell," I yelled to her. "I'll get it."
Big mistake! Phil and Jerry had come to get Alan. "Well, hello," Phil said, looking me up and down. "You must be Alice. We heard about you, but we didn't think anybody could be as pretty as they said you were. Is Alan home? I want to congratulate him on his taste in cousins." Jerry just leered. I wished that I hadn't picked out such a short dress. I felt naked in front of them. I wanted to cover myself with my hands, but I knew that doing so would just make things worse.
"Alan -- um, Alan's not -- he's not here," I said. I wasn't worried about them recognizing me as Alan. Heck, Phil was looking at my breasts, not my face, while he talked to me. I just felt like I was on some kind of bug on display, and I didn't like it.
"Can you tell us where he is?" Jerry chimed in. "Even better, would you like to come with us to look for him?" Great! Now my friends were hitting on me. I knew these guys well enough to know that they weren't about to rape me or anything. But sex was definitely on their warped little minds, and I really didn't think that I enjoyed being with them as Alice.
"My niece will not be going with you," Aunt Therese pronounced. She made it sound like it was written in stone someplace. "As for Alan, he is here, but unavailable. His behavior has been so bad that he will not be leaving this house, except to go to school, for some time."
Phil and Jerry both jumped at her voice. "Could we at least see him for a minute? It's kind of important."
"Since I hold you two miscreants to blame for some of his worst behavior, you will not be allowed to see him here, either." Aunt Therese was either very mad, or she was laying it on to good effect. The guys turned and, without another word, hurried away from the house. Aunt Therese smiled. "Well, that was fun. Now shall we put away these groceries?"
I felt somehow like I wanted to wash my hands after talking to the guys, but I figured that I'd better help Aunt Therese. We got in the last of the groceries and started putting things away. "So, Alice," Aunt Therese asked me all of a sudden, "what do you think of your cousin's friends?"
"They're, umm, they're okay, I guess."
"Truthfully now, my girl," Aunt Therese said. "You weren't acting as if you were very comfortable around those two."
"I was afraid that they'd recognize me." It was the truth, or at least part of the truth. At best, the guys would think I was some kind of cross-dresser, maybe even gay. At worst, they might guess what had happened. (Jerry had told me more than once that he thought Aunt Therese was some kind of witch.) Then what would Aunt Therese do? Turn them into girls, too. Or maybe something worse, frogs or bugs or something.
Aunt Therese looked me up and down. "That might have been what Alan was thinking. But I asked what _Alice_ thought." She had me.
"Okay, okay, I'll admit it. I was afraid that they'd recognize me, but only for a minute. Then, I was just upset that these two guys were staring at me like a piece of meat or something and that their only real concern was trying to -- to get me into bed. I didn't like it."
"Ah, poor sweet little Alice. She isn't used to being a girl, yet. Most teenage boys -- most men, in fact, think mainly below their belts. You did yourself when you were Alan. I'll wager that even your friend -- what was
his name? -- oh, yes, Rick, is guilty of doing it. You just have to learn to accept that -- and the sort of crude behavior that results -- as the price of being such a pretty girl. In fact, watching you learning to accept it is part of my fun in the casting of this spell on you."
"And just how long is your fun going to last?" I was worried now. The more Aunt Therese enjoyed watching me squirm, the longer she might keep the spell going. Being Alice was getting way too comfortable. I wanted to get it over with and go back to being Alan full time.
"It will last, more or less, as long as I wish it. Your -- Alan's behavior was intolerable. As Alice, you are far better behaved. When I am sure that her politeness and good manners will remain with Alan, then and only then will I end the spell." She looked up at the kitchen clock. "And since all of the groceries are put away -- and thank you for your help, incidentally; Alan seldom helped around the house -- you should go back to your room to study or do homework until supper. We'll be having a cold chicken pasta salad this evening, so I won't need your help getting it ready. Just come down about six."
So those were the terms. I went back upstairs to think about things. I _was_ acting differently as Alice. I had been proud of her body while I was getting dressed. I not only felt comfortable in her pretty dresses and skirts, panties and bras, but I liked wearing them. Helping with the groceries had seemed the natural thing to do. And I didn't like being around two of my oldest friends. That last one bothered me. What bothered me more, though, was that I had liked being around Rick.
Then I thought some more about Rick. He bothered me, too, but in a different way. I found myself smiling at the thought of seeing him at the Library. I decided that I did want to go out with him over the weekend. That made me smile more. (And worry more.) I knew that I'd have to ask Aunt Therese if I could go. But I thought that I'd better wait a bit before asking, considering what she'd said about Rick before.
I was primping in the mirror, thinking about seeing Rick. Then I realized that Aunt Therese probably wouldn't let me go to the Library if my homework wasn't done. I couldn't bear not seeing him, so I buckled down. I was just finishing my Earth Sciences problems, when I heard the bank clock strike six. All I had left was some Spanish vocabulary review, and I could do that before I went to bed. I put my books away and headed down to eat.
I didn't say much during supper. Aunt Therese asked if my homework was done. I said all but the Spanish vocabulary review, and asked her to drive me to the Library. She agreed and even suggested that I ask Rick to drive me home.
Rick was waiting just outside the Library. He waited till Aunt Therese had driven off, then asked about the date. "Yes, I'd love to go out with you this weekend" I said, enjoying his big smile when he heard that. "But I still have to ask my Aunt. Things got a little edgy with us this afternoon, and I didn't want to bring up any plans for the weekend."
It was a lie, but I couldn't tell him the truth. I wasn't sure what Aunt Therese would say after her comment about boys thinking with their penises. I wanted to wait a little bit till she forgot about what idiots Phil and Jerry had been.
"Okay, I guess," Rick said. "At least you didn't say 'No'. I guess that I can wait another day." He opened the door and held it for me. "After you, my lady. We still have our time studying together tonight." I smiled at him and went through into the building. We went over to where we'd left our stuff from the night before and began to work.
We both worked fairly steadily. I looked up and caught him looking at me once or twice, and one time I stopped and just looked at him for a minute until he caught me. We both laughed at that. Time went so fast that they were giving us the "Fifteen minutes until the Library closes" notice before I realized it. "Let's put our stuff away and grab a coke for the ride home," Rick suggested. I agreed. We put the books back on the restricted shelves and went downstairs to the lounge. As we walked in, I realized that Rick was holding my hand. And that I liked it.
Rick bought a couple of sodas and we headed back up. We left the building just as the five minute notice came over the P-A system. Rick's car was at the far end of the parking lot. "The lot was much more filled up when I got here," he said. We walked over to the passenger side. I waited for him to open the door. He put the two sodas on the car roof and took my hands in his.
I began to feel a tingling all over. He leaned forwards and kissed me. The tingling got worse. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and there was a warmth flowing down from them straight to my groin. Rick let go of my hands and put his arms around my waist. I raised my own arms up and around his neck. My mouth opened. I felt his tongue touch mine. I pulled it back, and his followed. My nipples felt like they were inches long. My panties suddenly began to feel damp.
Then we heard a giggling and looked around. A couple of girls, maybe fourteen, had come out of the Library and seen us. I felt my cheeks get hot. Rick unlocked the door. I grabbed the sodas and got in. I managed to lean over and unlock his door, while he ran around to his side. He got in quickly, and we drove out of the lot past the girls who were still giggling.
About halfway back to my house, Rick pulled over and stopped the car. When he turned the headlights off, I noticed that only a couple of the houses on the block had lights on inside. We were at the top of a hill with a view of the whole town out to the highway. The Moon was just coming up over the ridge. "I'd rather take you out to Taylor Point," Rick said, "but it's a school night, and you still don't have permission from your Aunt to date me."
He leaned over and kissed me. I wanted to respond. It felt so very good. Then I suddenly got the image of the two of us naked in a bed. He -- he was about to -- I couldn't think it. I was terrified. "No, Rick," I said,
pushing him away. "It just wouldn't be right. We barely know each other." My mind was spinning. I wanted to kiss him, and I didn't. But the craziest part was that none of it had to do with my really being a boy. I was reacting completely as Alice, a girl who was suddenly afraid of being pushed into something that she wasn't ready for.
Rick looked disappointed; then, kind of apologetic. "I guess I was rushing you. Heck, you haven't even said if you would go on that date with me." He started the car and drove the last few blocks to my house in silence. As he was helping me out of the car, he said, "I hope I didn't scare you off."
I smiled with relief. I'd found myself worrying that he wouldn't want to date a timid girl like me. "No, I don't think that I have. I'll try to give you your answer tomorrow." With that I leaned up and gave him a rather sisterly kiss on the cheek. He smiled at that and tried to kiss me back. "Good night, Mr. Medford," I said coldly.
Rick was a quick learner. He mumbled a "Good night", got back in the car, and drove off. I stood on the curb and waved once, as he turned the corner.
Aunt Therese was watching TV when I came in. "Don't forget that homework," she said without looking up. I went upstairs. I tried to study my Spanish, honest I did. But my mind kept wandering to Rick - and that kiss. It took a while, but I reviewed each vocabulary word three times, reading them aloud from my study cards. Then I put them away, hoping that at least some of the words had stuck in my mind. For once, being Alice didn't help my studying. Her hormones certainly got in the way of my Spanish.
...continued on Wednesday
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