Hexed

by Jennifer White

 

David wasn't like other boys when he grew up. For as long as he could remember, he knew that something had gone terribly wrong, and he was born into the wrong body. When he was young, and his parents took him over to play with other children, he would gravitate away from the boys, and over to the girls. Boys were loud, messy, smelly, rough and they always wanted to fight. The girls on the other hand were more like David. They dressed up better, played nice games and with cool toys like dolls, and they were kind and gentle.

A few times, after his parents caught him playing with the girls, playing dolls, they became upset. And once when they found him wearing a little girl's dress while he was playing with her, they were careful not to allow him over to play with girls anymore. But that never stopped him; he knew he was a girl inside.

When his parents were gone, he dressed up in his mother's clothes. He knew that when he grew up, he wanted to be a mommie too. As David reached puberty, his inner feelings did not change. It wasn't just a phase he was going through; it was who he really was inside.

David felt very upset as his body started to change. The girls in school started to develop breasts. He wanted to have the same gentle rise of flesh on his chest, but his body betrayed him. Instead of growing boobs, it started to grow hair. Instead of getting softer and developing hips and curves, he got broad shoulders with big muscles. The other boys started to get interested in the girls in a new way. They wanted to date them. But David was just like the girls inside; he wanted girls as *friends*, but nothing more. He looked longingly at the guys instead, knowing though that he couldn't act on his feelings, or he would face ridicule.

Worst of all, instead of getting a period like the other girls, he got something much worse: erections. He hated how his body would react to things. When he wore his mother's skirt around his bedroom, he would get hard, and it would look terrible sticking out like a tent pole. He wanted to get rid of it. Each night, he cried himself to sleep, wishing he was a girl.

 

But today all that was going to change. Today, David was going to become a woman. It had been a strange accident meeting the sorceress. She had seen right though him, and knew from the second they made eye contact that he was really a woman inside. She had taken pity on him, and given him a spell.

"I will not use my powers to transform a person" she had said, "but I will show you the way. And for this one time only, you will have the power so that you can transform yourself. I warn you however, you must be very careful to follow the instructions *exactly*. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said David, giddy from the excitement of the thought. He was going to be a woman! This was real, true magic, and soon he would be transformed into the girl he always knew he should be.

 

* * *

 

David had it all set up. His friend Ned was over at the house, watching the ball game. David never had the nerve to tell Ned that the reason he was so friendly to him, was that he felt a strong attraction. David just pretended to be Ned's friend, but inside, he *wanted* the other boy.

Now all he had to do was to make an excuse to be alone for a few minutes, then he would transform himself into a girl. Then he would surprise Ned, and they would make love. He would be a girl, and he would have a boyfriend. It would be everything he ever dreamed of.

David went into his bedroom, and locked the door. He laid out the thirteen candles in a circle, as the sorceress had instructed. He lit them, then turned off the lights. Now he prepared himself by sitting cross-legged in the middle of the circle, and saying the blessings she had written down for him.

All was ready. Now was the time. He thought back on her final instructions.

"Once the circle is blessed, you need to clear your mind of all thoughts except for the spell. You need to bring up, in your mind, the image of the girl you want to become. Think of her in every detail. Concentrate on nothing but her, and yourself. Close your eyes, and concentrate with all your might. Again, do *not* allow other thoughts into your mind! You must remain focused. Think of her, and yourself. When you open your eyes, you will *be* her."

 

David took a deep breath. It was time.

 

He closed his eyes, and held out his arms, his palms up, as he had been shown. He thought first about himself, seeing an image of his own body. Then his thoughts turned to the girl he wanted to be. He imagined first the pretty face he would have, with the delicate features, the soft deep blue eyes, and pretty smile. And the hair, it would be long and golden, falling down around his face. It would be full, with little curls at the ends, and it would come down just below his shoulders, which would be little now, instead of the large ones he had.

His arms would be slender but muscular, with little tiny wrists and small hands. His fingernails would be perfectly shaped into long ovals, and painted a bright red color. Moving down his torso, his chest would have large firm breasts, slightly upturned. They would be c-cups already, and would look so good under a tight shirt!

His tummy would be thin, and he would taper down until he curved out at the hips. He would have a nicely shaped butt, firm thighs, and nice legs. He would have little narrow feet, perfect for fitting into fashionable high heel shoes. And in the center, between his legs, he would have the pussy he always dreamed of. It would lead to his female organs inside, his ovaries, his uterus, his vagina, his clitoris.

Thinking of the pussy made him think of the wonderful sex he would have with Ned, as soon as the transformation was complete. He thought for a moment about Ned, how handsome he was, and how wonderful it would feel to hold him close and make love. David would be docile and passive, and allow Ned to take full control of the relationship. It would be heaven on earth.

David thought again about the girl he wanted to be. He concentrated with all his might!

"When we make love, we will fall in love" he whispered, trying to add a love spell to the transformation.

All of a sudden, he felt a cold chill, for just a moment. It passed over him, and through him, and David suddenly knew that the magic had worked. He opened his eyes, and blinked. He got ready to examine his beautiful new body.

He looked down to see.....nothing had changed.

 

David stood up, in shock. No! What went wrong? How could he have not changed? He sensed that the spell had been cast! But he was the same, and nothing was changing. Something was wrong. Very wrong. That was when he heard the knock on the door.

"David, you had better let me in" said an unfamiliar voice. A *female* voice.

With a trembling hand, David opened the door. There, was the girl he had imagined himself transforming into.

"Who are you?" he whispered.

"Ned" was the reply. "Something happened to me, and now I'm a girl."

 

David's mind raced. Somehow the spell had been put onto Ned, instead of himself! Ned had become a woman, instead of him. No! This was all wrong! NO!!!!

It suddenly dawned on David what had happened. While he was concentrating on the body of the girl he was to become, he had thought of Ned. That had deflected the spell over to him instead. He had allowed a thought to creep into his mind, rather than staying focused on just the one thing, as he had been told to. This was all his fault. *He* had done this himself.

Now Ned was a girl, instead of him. And Ned didn't like it one bit.

"What's with all the candles?" said the girl.

"I was trying to cast a spell" said David, "but it all went wrong."

"How could you did this to me!!!" said the girl, enraged. Ned didn't want to be a girl! He was a normal guy. But not anymore. Now he was a very sexy girl. He looked like a girl, he *felt* like a girl, he *was* a girl.

Equally upset was David. He was looking at his dream girl. The girl he wished that he could be. A really magic spell had just been cast, and *he* was supposed to wind up as her, not Ned. Knowing that he had blown his chance to really become a girl left him feeling completely in shock.

Ned wanted to be a guy, but now he was a girl. David wanted to be a girl, bug he was still stuck as a man. But the repulsion that both of them felt towards their bodies was not the worst thing. There was also another aspect to the magic in effect: the love spell that David had thrown in. It was making both of them, against their wills, feel a total attraction towards each other.

Ned didn't want a man! But inside, as he looked at David, he was melting. He felt a need to hold him in his arms, and to kiss him all over. He *wanted* to feel David inside him.

As for David, it was the same. He didn't feel attracted to girls. He only wanted guys. But here he was, feeling a *need* to hold the perfect beauty he saw before him. For the first time in his life, a woman was getting him hard, even as he was getting Ned wet, inside, between his perfect female legs.

"God, I want you" she said.

"I am *so* sorry" said David. "*I* was supposed to be the one turned into a woman. I even had my name picked out: Mya."

"That's *my* name" said Ned. "I don't know how I know this, but I'm sure of it. *I* am Mya."

"No!" cried David.

As he looked at her angry fiery eyes, he felt an even stronger attraction to Mya. He *had* to touch her. He *had* to hold her. They couple took a step towards each other.

"I....I love you" said David in a trembling voice.

He didn't think it would ever be possible to love a woman. Yet the magic made his heart fill with deep love and desire for the woman before him.

"I love you too" said Mya, her voice filled with horror to the fact that she was a woman now, and that she was deeply in love with a man.

The couple came together, and held each other tightly. Their parted lips pressed together in a tender, heartfelt, passionate kiss. Their hands started to explore each other's bodies, and soon they were undressing each other, almost ripping off their clothes in a fury of passion.

"I need you. I want you now" said David.

"I want you now, inside me" said Mya. "Make love to me baby."

Mya laid down on the bed and spread her legs wide open. David pressed close to her, and guided his erect manhood inside of her warm wet slit. He had never even dreamed of penetrating into a woman. The act of doing it filled him with the highest degree of horror and revulsion. But the pleasure that was sweeping over him made it impossible to stop. Tears formed in his eyes. *He* should be the woman laying on the bed, not the man on top. He was trapped now, in the wrong body, forever.

And as for Mya, she was already moaning with pleasure as she felt the first stimulation of her clitoris, the first full penetration deep into her pussy, and the feeling of a man in love with her, about to make her reach orgasm. The words 'horror' or 'revulsion' came nowhere near being able to describe her feelings. She had just been turned into a woman, when that was the furthest thing in the world from what she wanted. And now, she was in love with the man who had done it to her, and she was laying there as he pumped in and out of her new slit between her legs.

Suddenly, Mya felt a warm squirt of liquid inside of her. David had climaxed already. As much as she hated to admit it, she *loved* the sensations of the female orgasms, far better than anything she had ever felt as a man. It was enough to make her not want to ever go back, even if she wasn't stuck as a woman for the rest of her life.

After catching their breath, the young lovers cuddled, holding each other close, and whispering in each other's ears how much they loved each other. They swore undying devotion to each other, and promised to always be together. They were deeply and madly in love with each other. But they had one final discovery yet to make.

"My feet are sore" said Mya.

She wasn't whining or complaining, just making a statement. Much to her (and David's) surprise, he jumped up, went around to the end of the bed, and started massaging Mya's sore feet.

"That feels good" she said, "but you didn't have to do that."

"Yes I did" said David, who found that when Mya wanted something, he felt utterly compelled to do it.

"Mmmm" said Mya, who relaxed as he worked the soles of her feet.

 

After a few minutes, Mya asked David "Are you thirsty?"

"Do you want some water?" he asked.

"Sure" she said.

David scurried off, not even bothering to dress up first. He returned with a glass of ice water, which he handed to Mya.

"Thank you" she said.

"You're welcome" he replied, blushing from the praise.

Mya thought it was curious that he was so eager to please her all of a sudden. She felt no such compulsion to wait on *him* hand and foot. She decided to test it, and see what he would do for her.

"Kiss my feet" she said, in a normal everyday tone of voice, as if asking about the weather.

David got on his knees immediately, and kissed her feet.

"Tell me you are mine" she said.

"I belong to you. I am completely yours" he said.

"Sit down" she said.

David obeyed.

"Stand up. Sit down. Stand up. Jump. Spin around. Sit. Stand."

With each command, David swiftly obeyed her, without thought, without hesitation. It was dawning on him (and Mya as well), that he was completely in her power. He could not resist anything she told him to do. He shuddered as he realized that when he cast the spell, in the moment where his attention had wandered, he imagined that as the woman, he would be passive, and allow Ned to be the one in control. This had gone wrong too, and now Mya, who used to be Ned, was in *completely* control of him.

"You did this to me" she said, with a smile on her pretty face, "but you also made yourself my slave. This is most interesting. I think I will like having a boy-toy, to wait on me hand and foot. I know in my heart that I am stuck like this forever, and after having sex like that, I don't think I'd ever want to go back. I can understand now why you would want to be a woman. There are many advantages."

David nodded. It was true.

"But poor David. You are stuck as man forever now. It is a good think that I am in love with you, or you might find that my revenge on you would be quite harsh and severe. But I could never hurt the one I love. No, instead, I think I will just let you go on being my slave. Every time you look at me, you will see the woman you could have been. But you failed. And you are stuck in a man's body from now on. I will constantly remind you of that. You will be my *man*, and a very manly man at that. You will never wear my clothes, or even look at a guy with desire again. I will turn you into a man who can only feel desire to women. And you will be my sex slave, making love to me on demand, all day, every day."

David began to cry now. He was trapped in the ultimate nightmare for himself. He was stuck being a man, and one who loved women at that! And Mya was so upset at what he did to her, that she was going to rub it in, over and over. He was in *love* with her, and he was her total slave. This was worse than his worst nightmare.

"Tell me you are my *man*" said Mya.

"I am your man" he replied.

"Very good. Now come over here, get on your knees, and go down on me. I want to feel more of those *wonderful* female orgasms. You don't know what you're missing being a man. Use your tongue on me, and make me feel like a real woman. Now!"

David was trembling as he got on his knees, and went to work on Mya's sweet pussy. He realized that he rest of his life would be pure hell now, and there was nothing he could do about it. He was stuck as a man forever....

  

  

  

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