Friday Anime List1

by

Paul G. Jutras

 

George woke up and kicked off the comforter. He was covered in sweat. With the dawn light shinning in the room, he looked across the room at the anime posters, statues, clock and reading lamp. "That weird dream again." He said to himself.

Every night for the past few weeks, George had dreamed he turned into a girl named Janet. The sort of transformation he often enjoyed watching in his favorite Japan animation. He felt his hands down his flat chest and to his crotch to confirm to himself that everything was where it should be. "What a relief."

Getting out of bed he went into the bathroom and tower a shower. He though he was going to be sick when he saw his tooth brush and the whole bathroom counter covered in ants. He quickly took a can of ant spray to the counter and got dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and pair of tight black slacks. As he glanced down his pant legs to his black socks, he had the illusion of wearing black pantyhose instead of pants and normal socks. Rubbing his eyes quickly confirm he was imagining things.

"Going to be a weird day," thought George as he walked over and sat before his computer. Going onto his word process he brought up his Friday Anime list. Every Friday he would go to the school anime club and bring a DVD. Each one would have a TG theme to it. He had brought such titles as HERE IS GREENWOOD, BIRDY THE MIGHTY and RANMA ½ in the past. Erasing them from his list, he looked to see what was left to pick from for that night.

"Maybe Moldiver or that episode of Haunted Junction," thought George as a smile came to his face as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He thought it was odd that his chin didn't feel its usual modern stubble. "That should be a good one if I'm feeling well enough to go to the club meeting."

As he stood up, a cramp ripped across his gut. He felt like he was being punch in the stomach and collapsed to his knees. Getting to his feet he stubbornly and dropped face down onto his bed. "Maybe I shouldn't even bother to go to school."

In a fever dream he lost consciousness as his hair grew longer and spread out over the pillow. His pants rose up along his legs and transformed into a pleated skirt while his top changed into a sailor blouse

"What time is it?" George asked when he woke up. His eyes fluttered open to see his anime clock and notice it had now said 10am. "Oh my, I'm late for school!"

 

"My voice," cried George. He raised his hand to his neck and felt how smooth his neck and face felt. His face was the smoothest it had been since he had become a teenager. He then noticed what looked like two bowls stretching the front of his shirt. When he cupped his hands to his chest; however, he released it wasn't bowls as he had thought.

"What's going on?" George brushed his hair away from his face and got to his feet. He noticed also that the toes of his bare feet were polished feet. "How did this happen to me? It's like I'm in the Twilight Zone."

"Janet, are you feeling better?" George's mother asked as she stepped into the room. "You looked so ill in bed that I figured to call the school and let them know you weren't coming in."

"Noooooooooooo!' cried George in a shrill voice "This is that dream again. It has to be."

"What are you talking about dear," George's mother asked. "You're not still mad about your dad's job causing us to move to Japan and leave you boyfriend Mike in America?"

"I had a boyfriend?" thought George. "This nightmare gets worst and worst. If I'm a girl, I guess it's logically for me to date guys. I like watching TG anime, I never wanted to live one."

"Why don't you get some sleep dear," George's mother said with a smile. "Don't worry, Janet. You'll get use to your new school. There are plenty of cute boys for you to settle down with like I did."

"Pleasant dreams," She said as she closed the door. She then added in a whisper a single word. "George."

Janet lay on her bed and stared at her new image at the mirror across from her wondering if her own mom had somehow transformed her. If so, how could she have completely altered her life so it would seem to everyone as if she was born female. As the question of why filled her head; the new Janet feared she'd never find the answer to.

 

THE END

  

  

  

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