Shelly And Me

A very hot Saturday had dawned. Little did I know when I awoke that everything about my life would change before before nightfall.

My parents had named me Ken twenty years ago to the day. My twin sister was named Leah. Born 3 minutes before I came into the world, she would become my best friend, not to mention the girl whom I would consult about relationship matters.

She joined me at the table on the porch that morning at 8 o'clock.

"Happy Birthday Ken."

"Right back at ya Leah."

The 5 6, 125 pound green-eyed blond was wearing a white cropped halter top and low-rise jeans that showcased her spectacular curves. Girl if you weren't my sister I would be all over your pussy.

I answered a knock on the door to find Alan Coontz. My best friend, he had enrolled at Patchoque high school a few days after the start of senior year. He and I hit if off immediately.

A handsome blue-eyed blond, Alan stands 5' 9" tall. Though lean, he is athletic.

He was holding a basketball against his left side. His weight shifted slightly to that leg putting his right toe slightly forward.

The basketball court at the park was vacant when we arrived so we played one on one as planned. The alternative plan was to go to the beach where we would spend perhaps a couple of hours.

The contest to determine who's the better player ended with both of us winded. Beads of sweat on our foreheads and wet spots on our teeshirts gave evidence to exertion in the summer heat.

"It's a good day for a swim," I said.

"Yes, it is," he replied.

We dipped into flat water between the south coast and Fire Island, a natural barrier. We remained submerged for several seconds, poked our heads out of the water then submerged again.

This action was repeated several times.

Back ashore my gaze locked onto girls in their two-piece swimsuits. Alan asked about the babe fifty feet distant on my left.

"Would you do her?"

I gave the knee jerk reply

"The one in the American flag bikini," I asked.

"No, the other one," he replied sharply.

I let his sense of humor, a reference to the boyfriend, pass over my head.

A minute later I couldn't resist making a remark.

"If I were a girl I might go for him."

MY remark was made in jest but looking back I'm sure the gods heard it.

Suddenly I felt soreness around my nipples. Seconds later I noticed that they had swelled but thought nothing of it.

Mounds were growing slowly in my teeshirt. My waist felt as though it was being squeezed. In my periferal vision I could see my hair gradually growing longer until growth halted near my chest. My arm above the elbow felt softer. My hands became smaller and more delicate. Fingernails grew and turned red, just like those of Leah. I had obviously lost weight as well as muscle mass. Even my hips felt soft and slightly convex.

I had no idea how much time, if any, had elapsed. Suddenly people around me were no longer inaminate. They were going about their errands. I knew that my body had morphed, even if no one else realized it.

I looked at Alan who remained silent for several seconds.

"What just happened to me?"
"Nothing happened to you Stephanie."

"How can you say that? This is not my body."

He didn't reply.

Much later that afternoon I found myself alone pondering the bizarre event that had taken place. After a few seconds Leah joined me at the table on the porch.

"Stephanie why are you so gloomy?"

"Something happened to me. This is not my body. This is NOT who I'm supposed to be."

My sister gave me a funny look.

"It happened this afternoon at the park."

"What happened this afternoon at the park?"

I may as well just accept it. No one remembers my past, my former incarnation.

As the minutes passed Leah told of incidents involving her boyfriend. I found myself very interested in the girl talk.

At 6 o'clock that afternoon all four of us_my sister, me, our parents_came together on the porch. A large flat rectangular chocolate cake with cream frosting occupied the center of the table.

"We'll wait a few more minutes."

Seconds after the remark Auntie Jocelyn and Uncle Larry came into the porch. I approached my uncle giving him a kiss on the left cheek. He gave me a warm smile and an embrace

I realized that I never would've made such a display of affection in my former life.

A few days after turning 20 I was to realize on a subconscious level that I, Stephanie, like girls.

It was a Saturday evening, a girls night with Leah and her friends Shelly and Kristen. My eyes held Shelly's eyes across the table.

The attraction to Shelly Matthews was evident. She broke the silence after a few seconds.

"I love your earrings Stephanie."

Blue hanging bead criss-cross drop earrings hung from my lobes. That I bought them on tne cheap at Kohls would remain my secret.

My bra was visible under the baby pink blouse.

As we were about to leave after an hour-long get-together Shelly addressed me.

"Stephanie, let's meet for coffee tomorrow morning just you and me. Say 9 o'clock."

"I'd love to," I replied cheerfully.

I looked at my sister.

Leah gave a nod.

Much later that night when sis and I were alone I looked to Leah as though asking permission to be attracted to a girl.

"Stephanie I'm ok with you liking girls."

The girl who had turned me down in my former incarnation now wants me.

"Did you know that Shelly is gay?"

"Actually I didn't Steph but I'm very much OK with you and she dating."

Much later that evening I couldn't get my mind off Shelly. Having shed my clothes and undies, I stretched out under the blanket over the mattress, my clitoris gradually swelling under my fingers.

As the sexual tension increased my soft moans grow louder until my climax happened. Winded and slowly recuperating from the exertion, I lay with my hand between my thighs and the other hand just below my boobs.

A 9 o'clock I spotted Shelly at a corner table in a partially populated Starbucks. She waved and a minute later I took the seat across from her. We sipped coffee washing down our pastry and made small talk.

The conversation was trivial until it wasn't.

"When you morphed into a girl I knew it the instant it happened."

OH my God! Someone did know who I used to be.

Suddenly I realized how deep my feelings for her ran.

"I think I'm falling in love with you."

With those words hanging in the air between us we walked hand in hand out of the cafe and across the asphalt to our cars. By coincidence, or was it deliberate, the cars were side by side.

Between the two vehicles she pulled me into a deep kiss. Her arms draped around my shoulders. My hands found her waist.