Date: Sun, 13 May 2007 00:29:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jessica Day <jesstersmasque@yahoo.com>
Subject: "When You Wish..." (TG)

	I walked through the door just as the second bell rang and sat in
my accustomed seat next to my best friend Elly.  She was already busy at
work on her latest drawing.  Our art teacher Mrs. Smith sat at her desk
with a cup of coffee and a bored look on her face as usual.  She didn't
have much left to teach the handful of students that were in her advance
class and she knew it.  I pulled out a blank piece of paper trying to
decide what to draw.  Elly was busy drawing a rather macabre picture of a
naked half spider half woman eating her mate while a colorful butterfly
woman watched over her shoulder...  she was always drawing crazy shit like
that.  But then, that was one of the things I admired about her, she was
always original.  I decided to draw her, I had been meaning to practice my
figure drawing skills some more.

	My eye scanned her form as I tried to decide where to begin.  She
was a tall woman at 5'11" with short spiky black hair and ice blue eyes
which were always animate with whatever emotion she was feeling at the
moment.  She wore a pair of smart black rimmed glasses and a button up
striped shirt which she'd always roll the sleeves up whilst she was
drawing.  A pair of jeans and comfortable boots always finished off her
ensemble.  As a matter of fact I'd never seen her wearing any other sort of
outfit in the four years I'd known her since we'd met in our first freshman
art class.  I started by drawing her eyes and then traced out the rest of
her body as best as I could.  I was no master artist but I was getting
better and soon the figure on my paper began to take shape.  From her
perfect fingers and thin arms to her long legs and dimpled smile.  I spent
an embarrassing moment trying to get the curve of her B cup breasts just
right feeling like everyone must be staring at me drawing my best friend's
boobs.  But I needn't have worried, everyone was too absorbed in their own
projects to watch me at mine.

	Elly finished her drawing and looked up with a startled expression
as if just realizing she was in a classroom full of people.  She blinked a
few times before looking over at me.  "Oh, hey Reese.  I didn't see you
come in."  I smiled to myself.  She was funny like that, she'd get so
wrapped up in her art that nothing else existed.  She watched over my
shoulder for a bit and I started to feel nervous.  "Wow your work is really
improving, that looks just like me!"  I just smiled, I wasn't feeling very
talkative.  I just wanted to finish before the bell rang and I was forced
to go to another class.  Once I walked away from a drawing I never seamed
to finish after.  Why'd my school force me to attend so many pointless
classes and only give me an hour for art?  Useless.  "So have you found a
date for Saturday's dance?  I really want to go to this one.  My mom helped
me buy a dress and everything!"  I couldn't help but burst into laughter at
this.  "You in a dress?"  I laughed.  She gave me a playful glare, "well I
am a girl you know."  This just made me laugh more, it was impossible to
imagine her in a dress.  She was just too...  well, too butch.  "Elly,
that'd be like me wearing a dress!" I teased.  She got a little indignant
at this last remark and looked away with a hurt expression.  "Is it so hard
to believe that for one night I'd like to be pretty?" she said.  I felt
bad, I hadn't meant to hurt her feelings it was just so hard to picture my
tough bad ass friend in a fancy dress.  I tried to change the subject, "so
have you asked Alison yet?"  She'd been mooning over this pretty blond girl
in her English class for the last couple of months.  We'd talked endlessly
over rather or not Alison was gay before deciding that she definitely had
to be...  probably...  most likely...  well, maybe...

	This dance had become a big deal to Elly.  I'd never seen her get
so worked up over something like this.  Every day she swore she was going
to ask Alison out and every day she went home looking defeated.  The truth
was that neither of us were exactly what you'd call popular.  Elly was an
out and proud lesbian and I was... well, everyone assumed I was a closeted
gay man.  I wasn't, but nobody really believed me when I told them, not
even my family, not even Elly.  She looked at me with this sad look on her
face.  "I asked her out yesterday.  You'd already left for your dentist
appointment so I didn't get a chance to tell you..." she trailed off.
"Yes?" I asked expectantly.  I so badly wanted to hear that Alison had said
yes.  There wasn't another lesbian in our entire school, or at least one
whom was out of the closet, and she so badly needed to feel like she wasn't
the only one.  I understood that feeling all too well.  Still a secret part
of me knew I didn't want Alison or anyone else to go out with Elly because
I was in love with her.  "No, she said no...  She even got angry and
slapped me," she said in an uncharacteristic broken tone of voice.  I
wanted to hug her and try to make her feel better but I wasn't good at that
sort of thing, I always felt uncomfortable showing affection, I always felt
too different.  "Elly, I'm so, so sorry."  I worked up my courage for a bit
and then said "why don't you and I go, you know just as friends?"  She
looked at me for a bit like she was thinking about it when the bell
interrupted her thoughts.  I sighed and put my drawing away in my portfolio
along with my other half finished drawings.  Time to go to another horrible
day of math and science.  "Well?"  I said as we exited the class.  "That's
ok Reese, I don't need any pity dates" she said with a little more
bitterness than I felt was necessary as we parted ways for our different
classes.  Little did she know how badly her words hurt my heart.

	At lunch I sat next to her as usual but we didn't talk, we just ate
in silence.  Her mood was still piss poor and mine had sunk about as low as
hers.  I hated my life and I was tired of smiling and acting like
everything was fine.  I was tired of trying to help her and everyone else
with their problems while feeling helpless and alone with mine.  At the end
of the day we met at the usual spot to begin our walk home.  It wasn't that
far and our houses were pretty close to one another's.  I let out a long
sigh.  "Thank god it's Friday and I can sleep in tomorrow.  So did you find
anyone to accompany you tomorrow night?"  I asked.  She didn't bother to
answer, we both knew no girls would be willing to take on that social
stigma at our redneck school any time soon and accompany another girl to
the dance.  I wanted to make her feel better, I made one last attempt.
"Can you believe four years has passed so quickly?  We're both 18 already
and in only a few months will graduate and move on to college.  Hey, I bet
in college you'll get more pussy than you know what to do with!"  Still she
didn't respond.  We both knew college was just around the corner but it
still didn't feel like it.  It still felt a million years away and it still
didn't help her get a date for Saturday's dance.  Her eyes which were
usually so brilliant and full of life looked like empty glass today.  I
shivered despite the day's warmth.  It was hard to see my friend like this.
It was hard to find myself like that.  We reached the corner where we split
to go to our respective houses.  "Keep your chin up!"  I shouted lamely at
her retreating figure, but what else could I have said?

	I got home to find my older sister sitting on the couch with a bowl
of cheerios watching cartoons.  Definitely a college student I smiled to
myself.  "Aren't you a little old to be watching The Little Mermaid?"  I
asked her as I walked past the living room.  She stuck her tongue out at me
and called me a booger face.  I laughed.  For a brother and sister we'd
always gotten along pretty well.  She'd come home for a weekend visit late
the night before but then mom had had to leave early this morning for an
emergency business trip.  She was always busy since dad had left but she
made good money as a lawyer and neither my sister nor I would have to worry
about scrounging for scholarships.  So it was just me and Meg.  I made
myself a bowl of cereal and joined her on the couch.  "Can't we watch
something a little more grown up?"  I asked.  She picked up the remote as
if she were going to actually change the channel but then simply turned the
volume up instead.  I rolled my eyes at her when she flashed me one of her
annoying little grins.  I'd never admit it, but The Little Mermaid was one
of my favorite movies as well.

	I got out of the shower that night and started to wrap a towel
around my chest before sighing and wrapping it around my waist.  Why did
acting like a guy come so unnaturally to me?  I walked into my room and
dried off in front of the mirror.  I stared at my reflection.  6'1" large
belly, short brown hair, brown eyes, yellow teeth, and a large...  I sighed
again.  I couldn't stand what I saw.  My sister looked like my mother-
elfin with fiery red hair, but I looked like our dad- fat and hairy.
Disgusted I turned from the hateful mirror and pulled out some pajamas from
my dresser.  I stared out at the stars in the night sky through my bedroom
window.  I started to cry, Ariel got her legs, Cinderella became a
princess, Pinocchio became a real boy...  The magic of fairy tales I'd
wished for every day of my childhood.  I crawled under the covers and tried
to stop the tears, but they just came harder.  I tried to tell myself I
didn't believe in magic anymore but the truth was that I didn't believe I
was worthy of it.  I didn't believe I was worth anything anymore.  I stared
through blurry eyes at the night sky.  I saw a star go falling to the earth
and I gave a heartbroken wish just before sleep over took me.  I wished I
could be a normal girl...

	I awoke with a start.  I heard this strange ringing in my ear.  It
sounded like the tintinnabulations of a hundred tiny bells.  I opened my
eyes feeling a tremor of fear.  My room was filled with a soft silvery
light.  A distant corner of my mind noted that the clock read midnight.  I
was just a little afraid to notice a small ball of light floating at the
foot of my bed.  While I debated on rather I should make a bolt for the
door or duck under the covers as if I were five, the sound faded with most
of the strange glow and the ball seamed to morph into the shape of a
beautiful woman.  I stared totally dumbstruck.  The woman looked at me with
the calm loving eyes of a mother...  or maybe a grandmother?  ...or a
lover???  I couldn't quite place how she made me feel exactly.  In some
sort of vague way she reminded me of a full moon surrounded by endless
stars.  "I have many names" my strange visitor spoke "but tonight for you,
just think of me as your fairy god mother."  I laughed a little
hysterically, I was loosing my mind.  Her expression softened a bit and she
said in a kindly voice "no, not yet daughter.  Tonight we are going to save
it.  Come here."  She beckoned me forward.  I made no move to get up.
"Come now, I don't have all night."  She said and then waved her hand in an
imperious gesture.  I suddenly found myself beside her staring at my
reflection in the mirror.  "Why don't you take off your clothes," she half
asked, half commanded me.  Still I made no move to comply but she simply
waved her hand and said "don't be shy girl, nothing I haven't seen before."
I found myself standing naked beside a glowing woman claiming to be my
fairy god mother.  "Look in the mirror," she commanded, "and speak your
wish again."  I looked at the mirror, and said, "I wish I were a normal
girl."  I blushed and stared at my feet.  "Again," she said.  For the third
time that night I spoke my wish out loud.  "Good," she smiled at me, "let's
begin."

	She pointed at my reflection and waved her hand again.  The image
of myself seemed to take on a life of its own and started making various
feminine poses and turning around in a rather girly sort of way that looked
hopelessly ridiculous on the ungainly male body.  "So, what would you
change?" she asked me.  I stared for a moment, noticing the severe
hairiness of my body.  "I'd be hairless," I whispered.  With a wave of the
fairy's hands every last hair on the reflection disapeared.  None on the
legs, none on the arms, no wiry patch above my...  none on the chest, as
the figure turned again I saw there was no more of the embarrassing black
hairs on the posterior either.  There wasn't any on my face even my
eyebrows and eyelashes.  "Accept my eye lashes and eyebrows," I said
quickly.  The image blurred a little and eyelashes returned only darker and
longer, and the eyebrows came back- but no longer were they the thick
unibrow I'd always had but instead two symmetrical thin lines arching over
my eyes.  "My hair," I said, "on my head, would be luscious and silky and
long... and, and... RED!  ...And so would my hair down...  there..." I
finished the sentence with a quick glance and a hot blush at the crotch of
the image in the mirror.  Immediately the image changed.  A small
triangular patch of soft curly red hair appeared at the crotch and gorgeous
long red hair grew out all the way down to its back.  I stared in amazement
for a little bit and then a huge smile spread across my face.  I really got
into it then and excitedly shouted out directions.  Bit by bit the image
changed.  It got shorter and thinner until it was a petite 5'7" and the
skin became soft and pure with a few light freckles.  The muscles faded and
the legs got just a little longer and a little more shapely.  It's face
changed slightly with a smaller nose and fuller lips.  The chin changed
dramatically loosing it's square shape and the well defined cleft that had
looked so hopelessly male.  The teeth became white and perfect.  It's eyes
became a deep green.  The hips filled out a little and the figure took on a
feminine hourglass shape.  With each new change my choices wrought on the
image I became more and more excited.  Finally I got to the best part I'd
saved for last.  "Her breasts should be about a C cup" I said.  Suddenly
gigantic breasts appeared on the person staring back at me in the mirror.
She looked decidedly top heavy.  I blushed, obviously that was a little
much for such a small body.  "Eh, maybe just a full A..."  I said a little
more subdued.  The breasts shrunk to a small but well proportioned A cup.
I nodded in satisfaction, they looked good on the girl's frame.  At last I
said, "she'd have a small soft normal looking vagina..."  I held my breath
as my fairy god mother smiled and the last change took place in the strange
doppelganger in the mirror.  Now it was just a normal looking young woman.
"oh, and it's very sensitive," I added as an after thought.  The image
didn't change anymore but it did look at me and wink which just made me
blush in embarrassment.

	"So this is the woman you'd want to be?" the glowing woman at my
side asked with a gentle voice that sounded like eternity.  I nodded
mutely.  She smiled and hugged me, "well daughter you already are, for if
you recall, you are looking at your own reflection."  With a start I
realized that the woman in the mirror was no longer moving and posing with
a life of its own but only standing there doing what I was doing as a
proper reflection ought.  I waved at the mirror and the girl waved back in
unison.  I took a deep breath and looked down, almost afraid of what I
might find.  I was the woman in the mirror!  She WAS me!  I hugged myself
tightly feeling the small breasts there and I stared at the space between
my legs where the perfect soft mound of flesh gave way to the folds of my
vagina.  IT was gone!  I was so happy.  The angel at my side laughed and
once more I heard the sounds of a hundred ringing bells.  She kissed me
lightly on the crown of my head and told me to sleep.  As she faded away
into the night she handed me a small silver ring with an opal set in the
middle.  Inside the prismatic stone was trapped a silver pentacle.  "For
luck," she whispered.  My eyes began to shut of their own accord and the
next thing I knew I was opening my eyes in the full light of morning.

	I started to turn over away from the sunlight streaming through my
window but my hair caught under one of my arms as I moved my head and I had
to raise up...  My hair!?!  With a start the events of the night before
came back to me and I threw the covers back to gaze in awe and wonder at my
new body.  I was now an attractive young Irish woman like my sister and
mother.  I felt the weight of my new breasts and explored briefly the new
crevice between my legs.  I began to cry tears of joy, I was so damn happy,
finally the endless nightmare that was my life was over.  I could finally
be happy.  I started to think of all the stuff I could do now.  I could buy
a bikini.  I could braid my hair.  I could give my friends hugs without
worrying what others would think.  I could cry.  I could sit in a hot
bubble bath with a good book and my sister wouldn't tease me about it
anymore.  I could be a cheerleader if I wanted...  well, not that I
actually would want to, but I could!  I could, I could be a mom!  My heart
swelled at the idea of being pregnant and having a baby, they'd be twins...
I'd name them Larson and Zoe...  I shook my head and laughed at myself, I
was getting a little ahead of myself.  For now I was still just a young
high school student with classes and friends and dances to worry about.
That's when it hit me, the dance!  I could go to the dance tonight with my
best friend whom I'd been in love with for the last four years.  I jumped
out of bed and stared at the reflection of my still naked self in the
mirror.  I could go with Elly and for once she'd give me that starry-eyed
look she'd given that bitch Alison and all the other oblivious girls before
her.

	I started to think though, I still didn't know just how much the
magic had changed me.  Was it just physically or had it somehow changed my
entire life?  Would my friends know who I was or see me as a stranger?
Would I open my closet and find it full of dresses and skirts or would the
clothes that fit a six foot tall boy still be in there?  I looked around me
room.  It looked unchanged.  I found the small ring I'd been gifted from
the Lady in the night sitting on my desk and absently put it on.  I opened
the closet and inside I found all of my boy's clothes still where I'd left
them, mostly on the floor.  Obviously my life hadn't changed, only my body.
What was I going to do?  I would need help.  I really didn't know what to
do.  I tried to pull on my pajamas which were still in a heap on the floor
but they were just too big.  I gave up and wrapped my large blanket around
me before walking across the hall to my sister's room.  I knocked on her
door and stood there shifting back and forth nervously.  She didn't answer
so I knocked again louder this time, "Meg, I need your help," I shouted in
a musical feminine voice I was pleased to hear coming from my lips.  What
was I going to say, "Good morning Sis, it's me your brother.  Guess what,
I'm a girl now!?"  I was still thinking about it when the rumpled face of
my sister poked her head through the door.  "What are you on about Reese?
It's not even noon yet, why would you want to wake me up at this ungodly
hour!"  This really was early for her, she'd set up all of her classes at
college so that she wouldn't ever have to roll out of bed before 12:45.  "I
need your help..."  I mumbled, unsure as to what to say.

	She opened her eyes a bit further and shook her head.  "You sound
funny Reese, are you getting sick?  If I didn't know better I'd say I was
speaking with another girl..."  Her voice trailed off as she woke up enough
to actually bother opening her eyes and got a good look at me.  A long
uncomfortable silence followed.  "Who the fuck are you?" she asked in a
startled gasp.  "It's me, Reese," I pleaded.  She looked me up and down,
"Reese is a six foot tall man, you're a petite woman.  Who the hell are
you?!"  This wasn't going so well.  "Meg, it's me, my fairy god mother came
and granted my wish last night."  I had told her about my wish before, she
was the only person I'd ever trusted enough to tell, I'd never even been
able to tell Elly before.  Meg stared at me for a long time and I could
almost read her mind, I was sure she was wondering if she could still
possibly be high from the weed she'd smoked last night before bed.  "It's
me Meg.  Remember when we were six and you broke mom's lamp but I took the
blame for you because you gave me five dollars but then mom made me pay for
the lamp and it cost me ten but I still never told?  And remember when we
spent all of our allowance to buy a huge bag of chocolate gold coins and
then buried them in the corner of the backyard by the tree because we were
playing pirates?  And remember the time you were 16 and snuck that guy into
the house and mom saw him and I told mom he was just my friend from school
so you wouldn't get in trouble?  And the time mom found the bottle of beer
you'd left in the trash and I told her it was mine?  I've always been there
for you and I need your help right now..." I said in a quick pleading tone.
She stared at me, "It really is you in there isn't it Reese?"  I smiled and
nodded.

	We went into her room and set on her bed talking.  She still wasn't
totally convinced and I spent a lot of time trying to think of stuff that
only I'd know to help convince her.  Eventually she accepted the situation
and began to help me plan out what to do.  Neither of us could come up with
anything for the long term as far as school and telling mom and such but
for the short term she agreed to take me to the mall to help me get some
new clothes.  She lent me some jeans and a purple t-shirt to wear that
didn't fit too well but were good enough.  Standing side by side we looked
in the mirror and it was very obvious with our red hair, green eyes, light
freckles, and our half smirking smiles that we were related.  We were
sisters.  I felt great.

	At the mall I bought what I needed rather quickly after I
determined my size.  I didn't have that much money so I could only get the
bare necessities anyway.  I got a soft baby blue bra and matching panties,
gray sneakers, some socks, a pair of low rise boot cut jeans, a simple
black belt, some hair scrunchies, and a dark blue top with a butterfly on
the front.  I felt like a butterfly.  I was out of money by this time but
feeling really good as we sat at a table in the mall's food court eating
burritos.  Meg and I were talking excitedly about what I was going to do
when mom got back on Sunday when I noticed Elly walking into a clothing
store across the aisle carrying a blue-gray dress.  She was returning her
dress she'd gotten for the dance!  I stopped what I was saying mid sentence
and stared.  Meg noticed where I was looking and turned in time to see Elly
disappear into the shop.  She looked at my quizzically so I explained about
the dance that night and how excited Elly had been.  Meg nodded and to my
surprise she got up and walked toward the shop.

	I watched in astonishment as she too disappeared through the shop's
doors.  I sat there at the table with my forgotten burrito and tried to
decide if I should get up and follow or just sit and wait.  Ten minutes
later I saw Elly exit the store still in possession of her dress and walk
away.  I waited but still there was no sign of Meg.  20 minutes later she
finally emerged holding a bag with the ends of a couple of white boxes
poking out.  She walked up to me with a big grin and told me it was time to
be getting home.  I wanted to ask her what she'd been up to but before I
could she was already off and walking to the car.  I wrapped up our food as
quickly as I could and hurried to catch up to her.  The whole walk to the
car she was insufferably quiet and smug.  Every time I asked her a question
she'd just give me a knowing look and ignore me.  Finally in the car seat
belts buckled and on our way home she broke down and told me her news.  "I
got you a date!"  she smiled.  On the way home she told me the whole story.
She'd gone in and talked to Elly asking about the dress and claiming
surprise to hear she was returning it due to lack of a date.  She pretended
to get excited (at this point she stopped to go on and on at great length
about her acting ability until I was about ready to explode and became
indignant when I tried to make her rush the story- it was like the scene
with Juliet and her nurse in Shakespeare's play) and mentioned that her
"cousin Renee" was in town visiting them and just so happened to be gay and
single and she was just positive that the two of them would make a good
match...  and so I had a date for the school dance that night.  She
finished her tale just as we pulled into the drive way.  I ran around the
car to her where she was getting the mysterious bag out and gave her the
biggest hug I could while jumping up and down excitedly.  "Oh thank you,
thank you, thank you!" I shouted in-between bounces.  And then it dawned on
me, "what will I wear?"  "Well why don't we go inside and I'll show you,"
she said.

	Inside I was presented with two white boxes.  In the first one was
a simple pair of nice dress shoes with only a slight heel to them.  Meg
explained that she didn't want to put me through wearing heels on my first
day.  In the second box I found the most beautiful dress I'd ever laid eyes
on.  It was forest green with a low cut and spaghetti straps.  I held it up
and saw that it would come just a little past my knee.  It was just too
cute.  I couldn't wait to try it on so I ran up to my room to change.  When
I emerged I thanked my sister about a million times for the thoughtful
present.  Once I'd finally settled down a bit she took me into the bathroom
and helped me do my hair and put on a little lipstick.  I didn't really
feel I needed any makeup and I knew that Elly thought that girls who wore a
lot of makeup were silly.  Suddenly our doorbell rang.  I quickly brushed
my teeth as Meg went downstairs to let my date in.  My date!  Elly was MY
date!  I smiled as I smoothed out my new dress and went down the stairs.

	As I came around the corner into the living room I saw Elly sitting
on the couch talking with Meg.  She jumped up to her feet and then stared
nervously at the ground when she saw me walk into the room.  I giggled, it
was too much seeing Elly nervous, she was usually so confident and in
control.  And in that dress she was so incredibly beautiful.  I'd never
seen her looking so feminine before and yet she still looked like the bad
ass I adored.  I couldn't help but stare.  Meg stood up smiling too and
introduced us.  "Elly this is my cousin Renee, Renee, this is our neighbor
and good friend Eleanor."  "Oh you can call me Elly though," she said as
she walked around the couch looking a little scared.  I smiled at her shyly
as I noticed the flowers she was holding.  Elly's gaze followed mine to the
flowers she was holding and she seamed to notice them for the first time.
"Oh, uh, I got these for ya..." she trailed off and nervously pinned a
small corsage to my dress and then handed me a single red rose.  "It's
beautiful," I said still a bit shyly.  "So are you!" Elly blurted out more
than a little awkwardly and a moment later her face turned beet red.  I
smiled and by way of thanks I gave her a small peck on the cheek.  I
thought she might faint then and there.  For that matter, I thought I might
swoon at any moment.  We stood there staring at our feet for an
embarrassing eternity before Meg finally got up in disgust and walked over
to the front door.  She opened it wide and said "You girls have fun
tonight."  We finally came out of our reverie and Elly took my arm and
walked me down to her car.

	She actually opened the door for me and I slid into the passenger
seat of her small green car.  When she had gotten it she had gone on and on
about how fast it could go and the gas mileage and what tires she wanted to
get for it.  I had feigned interest, but all I knew was that I liked the
MP3 player.  I almost groaned when she settled in beside me and started
telling me about how cool her car was.  As she pulled out of the driveway I
changed the subject to something with a little more mutual interest.  "So,
Meg tells me you're quite the artist?"  Elly turned to me and smiled, "I do
alright," she said, "but not as good as your cousin."  I stared blankly at
her a moment before belatedly realizing she meant me...  as in Reese.
"Yeah, he's pretty good but I bet you're better judging by the way he's
always talking about you."  Elly's face looked genuinely flattered at the
thought that I- that is Reese, thought so highly of her.  "Well if you
really want to my portfolio's in the back..."  I turned around and found it
there on the back seat.  I'd seen everything in there before but really I
couldn't get tired of looking through it.  She was just so much more
creative than I would ever be.

	I flipped through the pages now and then complimenting her as we
made our way to the dance.  I came to the last page and found a drawing
she'd never shown me before.  It shocked me.  It was a portrait of myself
only how I'd have looked as a girl...  that is to say it was a feminized
version of how I actually looked rather than of a drop dead gorgeous body
obtained through a fairy god mother.  Elly noticed what I was looking at
and said in a rather panicked tone, "Oh please don't tell Reese about that
one, it would really hurt his feelings!"  Hurt my feelings?  Why would it
do that?  Finally there was a piece of evidence that Elly had actually seen
me for who I really was.  "Why did you draw it?" I asked.  "I don't know, I
was just watching him draw one day and the idea popped into my head.  It's
kinda silly really."  I shook my head no, "I like it, I think it rather
suits Reese.  You should show h...  ...him."  She shook her head
emphatically, "nah, he'd get really embarrassed by it, I'm sure."  Well I
couldn't argue that, I would have gotten very nervous if she'd shown me
this but certainly I'd have been touched as well...  I let the subject drop
and retuned her art to the back seat as we pulled into the school parking
lot.

	She came around to my side of the car and pulled the door open like
I was something special...  well, I guess perhaps I was now.  Or more
accurately, it was easier for the two of us to see it now.  We walked up
the steps to the gymnasium and I opened the door for her, "Beautiful ladies
first," I smiled.  Her expression was priceless- first shocked and
bewildered, then blushing and smiling.  She wasn't used to being called
beautiful or being treated like a lady.  Neither was I for that matter, I
was blushing too, it didn't seem like either of us would be stopping
anytime soon.  I was pleased to note as she entered the room that the
familiar spring was back in her step.  She walked confidently into the room
full of dancing teenagers who hated her guts and looked as calm as if she
were sitting alone in her room.  That wonderful smile was back on her face.
This was the Elly I remembered.

	All eyes were on us but we acted as if we didn't notice.  I was
beginning to feel quite nervous about the fact that this was a dance.
People were supposed to dance at dances and I wasn't a dancer.  I was about
to make a B-line for the punch when she grabbed my hand and gestured to the
dance floor.  It was too noisy to talk but she was speaking with her eyes
anyways.  That sparkle in her eyes I loved so much and her devil may care
grin made my unwilling feet follow her to the dance floor.  Everyone was
swaying and jumping around and they all seamed to have some idea of what
they were doing.  I hadn't even started to dance yet and already people
were staring at the two lesbians on the floor.  I wanted to run as fast as
my new legs could carry me but Elly's hands reached out and encircled my
waist pulling me closer.  Those arms might as well have been chains so
tightly they bound me to her side.  The song ended and a slow one started
up.  The couples around the room paired up and snuggled close.  Elly held
me stiffly, formally at first as we attempted to dance.  Little by little,
inch by inch, we drifted a little closer until at last my head rested
against her strong shoulder and her arms wrapped tight around me.  She felt
like safe harbor in a storm.  A haven in a once hopeless life.  She made me
feel warm and loved.  We were enchanted.  We swayed back and forth all
thoughts of actual dance lost.  There was only us, only her and I.  The
stares faded and the music faded too.  We swayed back and forth like this
through fast songs and slow until at last it was time to go home.

	It was about 11:00 when we made our way back to her car.  The ride
home we spent in a sort of happy daze.  She held my hand the whole way and
we just didn't say anything.  The fleeting moments were too precious for
words.  As we pulled into the driveway our mood began to darken a little-
the night was almost over for us and neither she nor I was quite ready to
admit it.  We walked up the steps of my porch and sat on the front swing.
In one of those cheesy sort of gestures she yawned and stretched and then
let her arm fall down across my shoulders.  I smiled a little shyly and
nuzzled closer to her.  We avoided words, simply content to enjoy each
other's touch.  The star and moonlight came down and caressed her features
like a scene in one of those romance novels I'd secretly borrowed from my
sister.  Happily I reflected on my life saving fairy godmother from the
night before and gave silent thanks that my wish had finally come true.
Like Ariel and Cinderella before me tonight I was a princess.

	A sudden sharp cramp running through my abdomen and a second right
after running along my chest brought me up short.  "Are you OK Renee?"
Elly asked in a shocked wide-eyed tone.  I started to reassure her when I
got another couple of jolts and a sinking suspicion came into my head.  At
midnight Cinderella's magic had faded...  My hand cramped and I looked down
to see that my left hand was now a good deal larger with rough callused
fingers that had hideously familiar black hair on the knuckles.  I wanted
to break down and scream right then and there but all I could think was to
get away from Elly before she watched me change into the form of her best 6
foot tall friend wearing a skimpy green dress.  I mumbled an excuse and
swung the door open.  Elly was still very concerned.  She tried to grab my
hand as I ran inside and came away with the small ring my strange visitor
had gifted me.  I left her alone on the porch.

	I slammed the door shut and the tears started flowing.  My sister
was sitting in the living room reading one of her college books.  She
looked up in alarm and watched surprised as I staggered for the stairs.  As
I started the long climb in between the horrible stabs of pain her voice
trailed after "...ou OK?  Reese, answer me..."  I could hear loud knocks on
the front door from a concerned Elly.  I made it into my room and collapsed
into a hysterical ball on my bed.  Meg came running on my heels just in
time to watch the sickening reversal of the spell.  My body grew large and
the beautiful new dress split around it's sudden bulk.  The hair came back
all over my chest and legs even as it fell out of the top of my head to be
replaced by the original short brown hair I'd had only the night before.  I
couldn't think and was dangerously on edge.  I couldn't help but eye the
scissors on my writing desk and think of stabbing myself.  How could She
grant my wish and then take it back like this?  It was so very cruel.  Meg
held me through the night until I passed out exhausted.  Elly must have
finally gone home at some point but I didn't remember hearing her car
leave.

	In the morning I woke up feeling little better.  It was as if it
had never happened.  Meg had already disposed of the ruined dress but the
clothes I'd bought at the mall were still sitting on my chair where'd I
tossed them the night before.  It had happened.  I got up and pulled some
jeans and an old T shirt from the closet before stumbling downstairs.  I
found Meg in the kitchen drinking a cup of Coffee.  Had she even gone to
bed yet?  She saw me and immediately got up and ran over to hug me.  I
couldn't stand it I started crying all over again.  It just wasn't fair,
not at all.  I spent the day in a haze.  I cleaned my room and the house
and mowed the lawn and washed the windows and did my laundry and a million
other tasks just to keep my mind busy and off of this terrible, terrible
gut wrenching loss.
	In the evening I sat exhausted on the couch staring at the wall and
doing my level best not to think about anything at all when there was a
knock at the door.  Meg got up and answered once she realized I wasn't in
any hurry to move.  I heard Elly's voice from the door.  "Hi Meg, is Renee
here?"  "Renee is...  she went home this morning..." came Meg's reply.  I
turned to see Elly's stricken face and knew that she was feeling about as
bad I was.  I called out for her to come on in.  As she walked through the
door I motioned to the stairs and started for my bedroom.  A moment later
Elly followed me up.  "What's wrong Reese?  You look a mess today."  I
shrugged in a non committal sort of way before sitting on my bed.  She sat
beside me.

	"So can I get Renee's number?" she asked without preamble.
Obviously she was a little too preoccupied to push me to reveal my troubles
right then.  I made up a story, I told her that Renee had left suddenly.  I
said she was moving with her folks and they didn't have a phone yet.  I
said I'd try and get it for her when I could.  Elly's face was so
crestfallen I could barely stand it.  She looked to be fighting back tears.
"Is she OK?" she asked in a near whisper.  "I don't know," I answered as
best I could.  She pulled out the strange and wonderful fairy ring from her
jeans pocket and fingered it with a pensive look on her face.  "I only just
met her last night but she felt so familiar.  Like I'd known her all of my
life.  I know this is crazy but my heart fell for her the moment I saw
her."  Tears came unbidden to my eyes and I fought vainly to hold them
back.  Elly was staring at the ring now and still talking, "It felt at once
wonderful and shocking and new and yet old and comfortable like it had
always been there.  I don't understand.  I don't believe in love at first
sight...  but..."  "Maybe you met her once before but never knew it?"  I
said tentatively through the tightening in my throat.  She shook her head,
"no, I'm sure I've never laid eyes on her before last night.  I felt like
she was my best friend, like she had always been there for me.  I don't
understand it.  Actually she felt a lot like you do Reese.  You know,
someone you can just be with, you know?"

	I couldn't help it anymore, my tears burst from my already watery
eyes and I started sobbing uncontrollably.  Elly looked totally astonished.
I'd never once cried before in all the years she'd known me and here I was
bawling like a baby.  She hugged me and held me until the tears finally
subsided.  She pushed the last one off of my cheek with her finger and
stared into my eyes.  "Are you alright?  What's wrong Re-" she trailed off
catching a fleeting thought in her mind's eye as she stared into the depths
of my eyes.  She pulled back shaking her head and I watched hesitantly.
After a moment she took my hand and pushed the ring into my palm.  "Is this
yours?"  I smiled then, a really big heart felt smile.  I put the ring on
and hugged her tight.  "You noticed, you noticed.  Oh I love you so much!
Oh Goddess you noticed!" I spoke in a happy jumble of words.  A gentle
breeze rustled the curtains and a beam of moonlight peaked through the
window for a moment resting on my face before the curtain fell back into
place.  And I changed again.  Once more my body morphed into the beautiful
miracle it had been the night before.

	Elly stared in a daze but seemed to accept the fact that she'd just
seen magick right before her very own eyes.  She held my hand in one of
hers while the other reached out and pulled on the back of my neck bringing
my head forward for our first kiss.  Her lips were soft and tender and
hungry.  It started off light, a gentle peck followed by a fiercer and
still fiercer kiss before it finally became a full on heart stopping, toe
curling, soul melting, warm and fuzzy, hot and heavy, sensuous, oh dear
Goddess! sort of kiss.  I nearly swooned...  but her arms held me tight.
The breeze came again and brushed passed my ear.  "True love's kiss renews
the spell" it whispered.  I smiled and kissed the bemused face of my love
again.

	As we kissed her hand gently traced circles on the newly soft skin
of my arm and somehow found its way to my chest where it gradually caressed
and finally cupped one of my breasts.  My breath was coming hot and heavy
now.  Her other hand worked through my silky hair and I leaned into her
touch.  The next thing I knew she was pulling off the now giant t-shirt
over my head revealing my bare breasts beneath.  When her hands once more
began to explore the curves of my bosom I gasped involuntarily.  It felt
quite good and made me start to get moist between my legs.  I made a half
hearted tug at her shirt but was in too much of a happy swoon to really
accomplish anything.  She practically ripped it off and then tugged my
pants off which I didn't even need to undue as I was now wearing a pair
that was several sizes too big.  The hated "tighty-whitey's" came next
revealing the sensual form of my nude body.  She pushed me down on the bed
and continued kissing me.  Her kisses trailed away from my lips and down my
neck.  After a moment she began nibbling my ear.  I moaned loudly.  How
could that feel so DAMN good?!  My hands clung to her back as she continued
her playful nibbles.  I tugged at her jeans a good deal more forcefully
than I had her shirt.  She responded quickly by kicking off her shoes and
tearing the pants off along with her pink(?!?!) cotton panties.  The sight
of her naked body left me breathless.  Tall and athletic and perfect.  I
grabbed her and yanked her back down on top of me.  We continued to kiss
and play and tease a while longer before her kisses found their way to my
belly and began slowly going south.  Before I knew what was happening her
lips were leaving spine tingling warm traces along my inner thighs.  I
could feel her hot breath against my sex and I was near to loosing all
control when finally I felt the soft hot touch of her tongue.  The amazing
sensations it created wracked my body with pleasure.  She'd dart her tongue
in and out in a fast flicker and then trace long circles around my
clitoris.  I could feel it explore the folds and depths all around my
vagina and tease my wonderful body into a state I'd never conceived of.
When the moment finally came I had my fingers wrapped in her hair and
pressed firmly against my bucking hips.  It was so wonderful, so momentous
and it went on and on and on as I just moaned and basked in the glow of its
pleasure.

	A bright light suddenly flashed through the room and for the second
time that night I heard my godmother's voice.  "A maiden's pleasure seals
the spell for the rest of your days."  When the light faded I was still
lying there on my bed with Elly but everything was different.  My sheets
were baby blue instead of a tiger print.  The wallpaper trim along the top
of the room was a pretty floral design instead of the old sports one my dad
had put up when I was 7.  Peaking through my open closet were piles of
female clothes instead of the old boy ones.  There still seemed to be more
on the floor than hanging up though.  The picture on the nightstand of me
and my mom and sister now showed three red-heads smiling for the camera.
It would seam that the magic had transformed the rest of my life now too
and given me everything I needed to start my new life.  Elly looked around
wide eyed at this second but no less remarkable display of magic.  She
opened her mouth to say something but I put a finger to her lips to silence
her.  I pulled her back down on the bed and snuggled into the crook of her
arm to simply enjoy the moment when all of our dreams had come true.

***

Epilogue

***

	It wasn't happily ever after.  Life was still life and nothing was
perfect but through it all me and Elly were always together.  Eventually we
got married once it became legal in our state and started our own family.
My daughter grew up watching all of the Disney movies I'd secretly loved as
a kid.  I made sure at every opportunity to teach her that magic was real
if you just believed strong enough and hoped hard enough.  It was just
waiting for you to have a little faith.  I never saw my fairy god mother
again but on nights when I look up at the full moon I feel like she sees me
and I'm sure she smiles at the gratitude in my heart.  For me and Elly, the
real magic is that we are finally happy.