Boy to Princess - The Beginning

by Jennifer Allison

 

It all started on my sixteenth birthday. The next twenty-four would change my life for ever.

Since it was also my friend Sam's birthday, I will be spending the night over at his house this year as he did last year at mine. If I had known what was going to happen that night I would have stayed home.

Let me tell about where I live. The country I live in is ruled by a monarchy.

At the moment the monarchy had a big problem. The queen had died a month before without an heir. Most of the inhabitants thought that parliament would offer the throne to one of the members of a Royal family not in line to their countries throne, like Prince Andrew or Prince Edward of England.

What we didn't know was that our country's Ruler had to be bred and born in our country.

Our parliament knew that the selection of the ruler was at hand, but only a few members knew how the selection was made.

"What does the computer say?" asked the Prime Minister.

The computer tech replied. "I can't pin it down to where and whom. The radiation has increased in the city, so we know it is within the city limits and it is going to happen tonight."

"How soon will we know where and whom?" asked the PM.

"Ten minutes before the change starts to take place the radiation level will peak and that will pinpoint the area. As for whom, your guess is as good as mine."

The tech then turned to the PM and asked, "Is what is going to happen true?"

"Yes it is," replied the PM. "Dr. Withers found the information on how our new monarch is selected. It seems that mother nature will make the selection for us."

"Why did you have me look for radiation?" asked the tech.

"From what the historian could find, the person selected to rule will emit some kind of radiation for the next twenty-four hours," answered the PM. "Our hope was that your computer could help locate the heir ahead of time, but all you did is give a rough area to look."

"You never told me how the heir will be identified?" asked the tech.

"Sorry I can't do that right now," replied the PM.

Before another word could be said a bell started to ring.

"What's that?" asked the PM.

"The level just spiked." replied the tech. "It is in the NE sector of the city, give me a minute and I will pinpoint it better."

On the city map on the wall a light appeared "The heir is within that two block area."

"Good, the Vice PM and three members of Parliament are within fifteen minutes of that area."

 

I was at my friend Sam's while this was going on.

"Sam, I feel sick," I told my friend. Before I could move a muscle "Blah!!", all over Sam's bedspread.

"What's wrong Dean?" asked Sam.

"I don't know, I must have overeaten or something," I replied.

The room suddenly became lighted. "Where is that light coming from?" I asked.

Sam sat there with opened mouth and his right index finger pointing at me. After a moment of silence, Sam spoke only one word, "YOU!"

I then rushed over to a full length mirror Sam had in his room. Before I even got a look at myself I went into convulsions. I then fell to the floor in such a way I could see the full length of my body in the mirror.

All I could do is watch since by now I couldn't move a muscle except for my eyes. I heard Sam rush out of the room to call his mom and dad.

As I lay there with my body shaking, the changes started. It started at both the top of my head and the tip of my toes. Within seconds my hair had gone from Raven Black to strawberry blonde and where once it was a crew cut, it now came down to my shoulders.

Looking down at my toes, I found my nails had very bright red nail polish on them. Even at a quick glance I could tell they weren't the same feet I had a few minutes before.

As Sam reentered the room, my face started to itch. I don't mean like a little itch that you might scratch. I mean like I had poison oak and it covered my whole face I couldn't scratch it. When the itching finally stopped. Sam asked, "What is happening to you Dean, you have a face of a girl?"

I couldn't answer him

When Sam's mom and dad enter the room, all they could do was stare at me dumb founded.

Finally Ben broke the silence and said as he left the room, "I am calling paramedics." Ben's call to 911 was overheard in the control room by the PM.

"Come quick, my son's friend is having some kind of an attack and we don't know what to do."

"Please stay calm help is on the way," said the 911 operator. "What is your address?"

After Ben told the operator the address, the tech reported to the PM. "That address is dead center of the two block area."

As this was going on, my body continued to change.

The itching had moved to shoulder/chest and the shin area of my legs. Right before the itching stop in my chest area, I felt like someone had removed two suction cups from my chest with a very loud pop.

The next time I look down at my feet I found my view now block by a pair of breasts protruding from my chest.

The itching had moved down to waist and thigh area. When two itches combined a minute or two later I knew what was happening. My manhood was going going gone.

When the itching stopped. I was finally able to get up from the floor. When I finally got a good look in the mirror I found a normal sixteen year-old girl where once was a sixteen year-old boy.

Since I had been wearing pajama bottoms my lower body was covered but I was bare chested.

As I stood there the front doorbell rang.

"That must be the paramedics," announced Ben. "I don't what they are going to do now?"

When Ben opened the front door and found out who was standing there he was in utterly shocked.

The Vice PM then asked, "Where is she?"

Still with a look of confusion Ben answered, "In my son's room."

Mildred being more able minded than her husband upon hearing what was said in the room, bent down and picked up the Ben's bed sheet and put it around my shoulders so I could cover myself.

Upon entering the bedroom and seeing the light shining about my body the Vice PM fell to his knees and said. "Your humble servant, your Highness."

Finally finding my voice, "WHAT IN HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" I shouted.

"Mother Nature has provided our country with a new royal ruler for our country," replied the Vice PM.

"Is this some kind of joke?" I demanded to know in a lesser tone of voice.

"Your majesty please come with and the PM will explain everything to you," answered the Vice PM. He then turned towards Ben and Mildred. "Do you know if her parents are home, and could we borrow some of your clothes?"

"Yes to both questions?" replied Mildred.

"I want to go with Dean." announced Ben.

"So do I," said Sam.

"That is impossible," replied the vice PM.

"Dean is still a minor and staying at my house, so that makes his safety my responsibility," Ben told the Vice PM. "Unless you want to fight me and my son, you have no choice."

"Before this gets into a fight may I use your phone," asked the vice PM. To answer the unasked question, he said, "I am not calling the police."

A couple minutes later the Vice PM announced. "A separate car will be picking up Dean's parents so the three of you may come with us."

"Okay, as long as I ride in the same car as Dean," Ben agreed. Ben figured that would stop any plans of separating Dean from him outside.

The Vice PM then said, "You, your wife and son can ride in the Limo with Dean."

 

We rode in the limo in complete silence. With Mildred's help., I now wore a simple blouse and a pair of slacks. Since her shoes didn't fit I was barefoot.

Sam spent the trip just staring at me as if I was an alien from outer space.

 

The door to the limo was opened by the PM himself. Who said to me as he offered me his hand to help me out of the car. "Your highness, your parents will be here in about five minutes."

He then did something I didn't expect. He offered me his elbow to escort me to the reception room.

Ten minutes later my parents, along with my younger brother by two years, Ron, entered.

As soon as I saw them I rushed over crying, "Mom, dad."

"Hold it right there," my dad said as he raised his hands in front of him. "Who are you?"

"I am Dean!" I exclaimed.

"My son's is name Dean, you aren't my son," my dad said with his still in front of him.

"Mr. Rivers this young lady is definitely your son," announced the PM as he walked into the room.

"What do mean?" asked my mom.

The PM didn't answer my mom's question.

He did say. "Please come with me and I will explain everything."

He then led us to the conference room, where we found Mr. Drew, the minority Leader in Parliament and Dr. Withers the leading intellectual in the country.

They both bowed upon my entering the room.

After we were sat down the PM dropped the bombshell.

"As you all know our Queen died a month ago without an heir. Tonight Mother Nature chose our next ruler." Turning towards me he said with a bow. "Your servant, your Highness." Dr. Withers and Mr. Drew joined the PM, both saying. "Your servant, your Highness."

"I have so many questions, I don't know where to start," I said. "Let us start with these two. What happened to me and what is going on here?"

"I would like to know why this young lady claims to be my son?" asked my dad Brad.

"Let me start with." The PM then told us. "Your son has been selected to be the next monarch of our country." He then turned to Dr. Withers. "I will let the doctor tell you more."

"Three months ago when Parliament found out that Queen Wilma would die without a heir, I was asked to find out how a new monarch was to be selected. It took me six weeks of digging in the library catacombs to find out. I found out that it wouldn't be our choice, but Mother Nature's. The selection would take place a month after the death of our monarch. The selection would be from our young people ranging from the ages fifteen to seventeen on their birthday. In this city alone there were 456 people who fell into that category." My family, my friends and I sat dumbfounded as the Doctor continued. "A week ago we found out the selection would be from this city's teenagers. Ten minutes before the change took place the parameters were moved to a two block area. When we overheard your call to 911 we knew where the new monarch was."

"Why the sex change?" I needed to know.

"That is Mother Nature's sign of selection," replied Dr. Withers.

"Why us?" asked Brad. "I am low level management at a food processing plant and my wife is a school teacher. How can our son be the ruler?"

"The only thing I can think of is that," replied the Doctor, "some time in the past royal blood unbeknownst to anyone got mixed into your blood line. I don't know if anyone will know for sure."

Then a light bulb went off in my mom "Bonnie"'s head. "There has been a story in my family history going back four centuries. About a rape that took place and the girl who was raped claimed it was by a young prince of the Royal Family. The prince was killed in battle a week later, so no one could prove it. Since the family knew it was a child by rape, no harm was ever done the mother or child."

"So that is how I was selected," I said in a little higher voice than normal. "But what I want to know is about this." Pulling my hands in front of my body. "Am I stuck in this body for the rest of life?"

"No, you will change back in your sleep tomorrow night," replied the PM.

"That's great, you had me worried there for a moment," I told them.

"You don't understand for the next five years you will change sexes every twenty-four hours." Dr. Withers told me.

I screamed, 'WWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHAAAAatttttttttttttttttt!" my face shook as I did so.

"That's what the old books have recorded," answered Dr. Withers.

Still trying to get over what I had been told.

Bonnie asked. "Why twenty-one"

"Your son cannot assume the throne until his twenty-first birthday. Also by law he will be married four to five days after his coronation."

"So that day he will become the king?" asked Sam.

"He also can become a Queen on that day if he chooses." Dr, Withers then explained what he just said. "The heir has to be virgin the day of his or her marriage. The day they lose their virginity is the day the sex changes stop."

Mr. Drew broke in. "Parliament knows that Dean will want to stop the sex changes as soon as he can. We in parliament don't want him to." Mr. Drew then went explained why. "Parliament has voted the for first time in recorded history 100-0 to accept Dean as the new heir. On one condition, he must be a virgin the day of his marriage. Without the condition I would have voted against Dean."

"WHY?" I begged.

"We feel you will have a chance to learn from both sides of the man/woman issues. Then there is something I don't want to bring up but I must. If you don't wait until your wedding night, it could cause our country to go into a Civil War. I am not saying it will happen but it could."

"I wouldn't want that. I have always hated killing any living thing. I had to take a D in biology because I wouldn't dissect a frog," From the look on The PM, Mr. Drew and Dr. Withers.. I just made my first of many royal decisions where I put the need of my country ahead of myself.

"So how are we to handle all of this?" asked Brad.

"Dean will continue his life, except you will have a girl cousin come to stay with you. Dean will attend school in both of his forms. The school's principal will be the only one to know the truth of Dean's heritage." Turning towards me. "So if you need help in a hurry go see him."

"There will be extra security around your house and at school. We will have a couple of undercover cops who can pass as teenagers assigned to Dean. You will not know who they are."

Turning towards Sam and his family. "The reason I had you brought into all of this. Since you are Dean's best friend you can help him keep his secret. Now it is your turn Ron. I know you would love to tell the world that your brother is now the new ruler. We can't have that."

Ron just sat there.

"I would like to remind you of one very important fact you should think over before doing anything like that. Dean is heir to a vast fortune. So if you want share it upon his twenty-first birthday."

"You mean? I would be left no two coins to rub together," asked Ron.

Turning towards my folks. "I don't want Dean treated any differently. So he must obey any home rule just like he would have two days ago."

My mom then brought something important up. "What will you tell the people? I know there is a lot of speculation on who will the next King or Queen."

"I will make an announcement in Parliament today," replied the PM. "Announcing an heir has been found but due to their age cannot assume the throne right away."

 

End of Chapter 1

  

  

  

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