Wishes

"Hey, are you going to join me or what?" Jade called out to Josh.  Josh, dazed from a feeling of happiness and astonishment, unable to believe he is actually here; on a date with Jade. They knew each other from the local gym, but until recently never really interacted. It wasn't until Jade's ride broke down and Josh offered her a ride home, that they got to know each other. Unlike his usually shy and reserved nature, Josh could afford to waste this opportunity, and really opened up to Jade. He admitted he admired her drive, her willpower, her devotion, and even her assertive personality. When he blurred out he thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, he almost immediately regretted saying that. His face became as red a tomato with embarrassment and the next few words he tried to say only came out inaudible. Jade burst out in laughter at Josh's embarrassment. Telling him it was okay, and that she was very flattered. Jade told him most guys see int

Cry and complain. That’s all he did for like, three days. The spell we ended up casting accidentally caused Mike to turn into a beautiful young woman, not the macho muscled hunk he wanted to be. “You need to fix this!!” He shouted, wrapping his whole (much smaller) body with a blanket so we couldn’t look at what he’d become. Then, he shut himself in his bedroom. Of course, Roger and I tried to find a counterspell. Something to undo it, but I was starting to think it didn’t exist. We’d have to find another way. One night, I had a twisted thought. What if I couldn’t fix him? He’d be terribly upset for the rest of his — or her — life! I browsed the book for something different. A way to change his mind about it. “Can I come in?” I asked, tapping on the door lightly. I heard him stir and open the door, his cute little girl face peeking out, tears still dry on her rosy cheeks. “What do you want, Pete… it’s late. Did you find the cure?” He asked, meekly. I nodded, then Mike allowed me in the

 He didn't know, did he? He couldn't possibly know before you came to this island you were a man, right? You came here for a vacation, and the island promised an escape from it all. Waking up on your second day as a woman sure was an escape. The resort you were staying at acted as if it was the most normal thing in the world and provided you with everything you'd need for your two week stay, clothes, some bikinis, even some tampons, a dildo, and some condoms! You decided to go for it. You wanted a break from it all and this was it. You weren't a man, you weren't white, you weren't old. It could be the greatest vacation ever. From day three on you started hitting the beach. From day four on you started hitting the bars. Day six you met Steven, he bought you some drinks and said he was a masseur at one of the parlors in town. Day eight you decided to treat yourself. His hands felt so good on your body and you felt a burning need that you'd previously only sati