It was my first year in college, a freshman, and a virgin...but not by design.
No ego involved, I can honestly say I was a handsome young man and was told so by many of my female friends. I'm six feet tall, dark hair, blue eyes, fit, and smart enough to be at the top of my class.
My problem starts when I open my mouth, no confidence leads to a lot of babbling and no dates. Hell, I would be so nervous I would ask a girl out without even introducing myself; which usually brings on a lot of laughter and a lot cold shoulders.
Hopefully today will bring me better luck and be a game changer for me.
I'm going to ask Amanda out on a date, a classmate of mine, she was the most beautiful girl I ever laid my eyes on.
There she was, outside of our science class waiting for the class in session to be relieved. I walked up to her and asked her out in front of the other students which brought on laughter.
Again, I never introduced myself; she snickered with the others and obviously gave me her number out of pity,
I ditched class, walking away in embarrassment and shame...even though I had her number.
It was Friday, 3:30pm in the afternoon, and I had nothing to do but hide my face from the rest of the population.
On my way to my dorm I saw a shiny large gold coin on the hallway floor which I picked up and put in my right front pocket.
Once in my room I went to the fridge, grabbed a slice of cold pizza and opened a Coke. I sat at the window, and gazed down at the u-shaped turnabout between the women's and men's dorms while devouring my pizza.
4pm... the crowds, mostly girls, started to gather below as cars started to pull up to the curb. Some waited while others got into vehicles and pulled away.
They were probably on their way to a wonderful night of dating; talking, laughing, drinking, dancing...and obviously fucking. Something I've never done despite being a good catch.
What the fuck!
Why couldn't I have been born a girl!
Heaven knows I suck at being a guy...especially when it comes to the ladies.
I sighed.
I pulled the coin out of my pocket and looked at it closely then glanced back out the window below.
4:30pm I grabbed another slice of cold pizza and another Coke from the fridge and peered out the window.
I guess life has its funny way!
"I'd give anything to be a girl...no pressure...no worries..." my thought never completed.
As I continued to pass the coin between my fingers a beautiful blonde haired green eyed
Genie appeared before me.
"What the hell!" I exclaimed.
"You're wish; is my command master," the beautiful Genie said.
My body slowly became numb as I levitated off of the floor; I had no control as my arms and legs extended outward.
"What's happening...what are you doing to me?"
"I'm granting you your wish master," she told me.
My body tingled and vibrated softly; I couldn't speak.
"You're going to be thrilled master," she said as time seemed to slow down.
This had to be a dream; it's the only explanation.
"How do you feel master?" she asked.
"Different...my voice...what did you do to my voice?" I asked finally being able to speak.
"I granted your wish master,"
"What wish?" I panicked.
"To be female master," she giggled.
"What do you mean female?" she asked concerning.
"The other gender master," she giggled.
"I know what the other gender is,"
"Then what is your question master?"
"Why do I feel so different and why do I sound like a girl?"
"Because you are a girl master,"
"I'm a girl!" I exclaimed.
"That was your wish; was it not master?" she asked giggling.
"No!" I exclaimed.
"Sure it was; you flipped the coin between your fingers wishing you could be a girl master," she giggled.
"Change me back and stop calling me master," I demanded.
"It's not so easy," she giggled.
"Change me back,"
"Look how beautiful you are," she giggled as a magical mirror appeared from thin air.
My face feminized, my body...no...it's not me!
"I'm so excited for you," she giggled.
There's no clue of my former self and no resemblance to my immediate family; all resemblance of my family are gone.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"This isn't real, you're not real, this is just a dream and I'll wake up and it'll be all over,"
"Sorry to disappoint but you really do need to come back to reality. This is real, I'm real, and you're now a beautiful woman," she giggled
"Who am I; why don't I look like myself whatsoever?" I asked.
"Heather is the answer to your first question. You may have been a handsome male but you certainly would've made an ugly female to answer your second," she giggled.
"Can you please put me down?"
"Sure," she replied as the mirror lowered with me.
"I'm shorter," I stated as I looked around the room comparing my height to the heights of all the doors.
"Of course, you're five foot seven, blue eyes, dirty blond, and have a cute but impressive tight 34B-29-34 figure. What more could you ask for?"
"Okay, you've had your fun now change me back," I said admiring my figure in the mirror.
"You have a beautiful body Heather," she giggled.
"Thanks,"
"You're welcome," she giggled.
"What am I going to do?"
"Do about what?" she inquired.
"My hair, it's a mess," I answered.
She laughed.
"What?' I asked snapping out of it.
"Nothing," she rolled her lips together and looked off to the side.
"Tell me," I demanded.
"You were admiring your body and asked about your hair," she giggled.
"What?" I couldn't imagine doing that.
"You're just a little confused; your mind is in conflict with the changes; it's just a hormonal thing," she giggled.
"A hormonal thing," I yelled.
"Yes, changing genders is the most difficult of spells," she tried laughing it off.
"What the fuck..." I screamed in anger.
"What?" she screamed back.
"What the fuck..." I screamed again.
"Is that the thanks I get for granting you your stupid wish," she yelled.
"Fuck..." I began before my mouth froze.
"That's it, don't piss me off bitch or you'll live to regret it.
"Argh!" I sounded as my reflection showed a three-hundred pound, five foot old woman with no hair and missing teeth.
"Do you understand...or should I leave; it's no skin off my back,"
I was mute; sign language was my only form of communication.
"Good, I forgive you, you can speak now,"
"Change me back I don't like hormones," I said frantically but respectfully.
"It's not that easy," she giggled.
"What do you mean it's not that easy?" I said looking at my complexion in the mirror.
"You're in the mutating stage; any tampering could cause death,"
"Why did you do this to me?"
"You wished it," she giggled.
"What's so funny?"
"You, you're so cute," she giggled.
"Whatever,"
"Come on," she baby talked me.
"When's the mutating period end?"
"Never days or weeks; more like years; possibly five...maybe more,"
"Why didn't you warn me?"
"You rubbed the coin; you made your wish and I granted it,"
"Is there anything that can reverse this wish?"
"Yes, of course, but..."
"Then why didn't you say so?" my demeanor changed.
"I thought this is what you wanted?"She inquired.
"Yes...no...I wasn't thinking...I mean...I was but...I have family and school being a girl right now is not going to work for me right now,"
"So you want to be a girl later?" she giggled.
"Yes...I mean no..."
"You're so silly," she interrupted giggling.
"How can I turn back into my old self again?"
"Are you sure you don't want to be a girl?" she giggled.
"Yes,"
"You didn't sound so positive a minute ago," she giggled biting the tip of her pointer finger.
"I'm sure," I said shakily.
"Okay, there's series of tasks that must be met...as a female, to change back to your male form," she informed me.
"Like what?" I asked now admiring my nude
female body.
"First, you do realize the chance to change genders doesn't come along every day?"
"You're stalling,"
"No, it's just you're so beautiful; are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes...I think so...yeah,"
"You don't sound to sure that you actually want to change back," she giggled.
"I'm positive,"
"You don't want to take it for a test drive before going back to a disgusting male?" she giggled.
"No,"
"You'll have to pay attention then," she insisted.
Again my reflection grabbed my attention.
"Hello," she called.
"I'm sorry, it's just the female form is so beautiful outside and within,"
"First, the hormones are going to drive you crazy and you're still mutating through puberty,"
"I understand,"
"The next step in a girl's life is dating..."
"What?"
"You heard me; dating, making out, falling in love, and..."
She paused.
"and getting pregnant," she continued.
"Is this some sick joke," I yelled.
"No," she said.
"Argh!" I screamed silently as my reflection changed to a hideous form.
"The spell is bound by tasks; each task will be completed until the next task is given. Eventually you will HAVE to get pregnant. When the seed penetrates an egg then you'll be free," she giggled.
"You're kidding?"
"Maybe I should just leave," she threatened.
"No, I'm sorry, this is all new to me, I'll do whatever I have to," the small male voice pleaded.
"That's better,"
"Can you do something with this damn hair of mine?
I can't believe I just asked that!
She snapped her fingers.
"That's perfect, flat ironed curls slightly past my collar bones," I giggled.
The Genie laughed hysterically.
"What?"
"You're becoming such a flake," she continued laughing.
"No I'm not," I responded seriously.
"You'll have to concentrate if you want to become male again,"
"The coin," I picked it up off the floor where
I had dropped it when I levitated.
"Sorry, it's no longer valid; you'll have to follow the program,"
I sighed peering out the window.
"Listen, you're a female, a genetic female, you'll have to follow the program," she informed me.
