Layer Cake

by Jennifer White

 

I clinked glasses with Bill, my best man, and slammed down the vodka. He said it would calm my nerves, and that you couldn't smell vodka on your breath. I hoped so. Madison would be pissed if I showed up drunk for my own wedding! But I needed something to calm me down, and like the good friend he was, Bill had a solution for me.

"I need to go make sure everything is all set" he said. "You'll be okay if I leave you alone for a while? You're not going to get cold feet and run off?"

"No way!" I said.

 

Nothing was more important to me than marrying Madison. I had fallen in love with her on the day we met. She was so beautiful, I had been attracted to her right off. And it turned out that her personality was even more beautiful than she was. Yeah, I know, that sounds sappy, or like something a girl would say, but as I write this now, it's hard not to go into that mode. You'll see what I mean when you read on.

Anyway, I was totally in love with her. And I wanted her in the worst way. If you know how a college aged guy is, in terms of wanting *so* much to be with a girl, you'd understand how I felt. I thought about her all the time, and I wanted nothing more than to take her and "do" her. I had this *need* to hook up with her.

But no matter what I tried, she wouldn't let me go any further than touching and kissing.

"I made a vow that I would wait until my wedding night, before I'd ever sleep with a man."

 

Now if *that* wasn't a way to get a man to propose marriage, I don't know what is! She made it very clear: we would never do it, as much as we both wanted to, until we were married. We were both young and in love. And so, as soon as I possibly could afford a ring, I bought one. We were engaged. And still she held out on me! I was aching for her by now.

The planning for the wedding went pretty smoothly. We found a nice hall where we could do both the ceremony, and the reception. We picked out invites. All of our family and friends were going to be there. I was so excited! Not about the big party, not about getting all the gifts, but about Madison. At long last, I was going to *have* her.

 

And so, there I was, in my tux, sweating the time as I waited for Bill to return and give me the signal that we were ready to start. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I was a bundle of nervous energy. I heard someone at the door, and I was relieved that Bill was coming back.

But I was shocked to see that it wasn't him, but a woman. A very beautiful woman in a little black dress. She had killer legs, high heels, her tight little dress that showed off her curves and her generous cleavage. Her hair was long and blonde, and she looked like a model. For a moment, I wondered if she was one of the strippers from my bachelor party, and if Bill was playing some sort of joke on me.

The woman smiled, and locked the door. We were alone in the room now. If I wasn't nervous before, well, you can imagine me then, with my mind racing in twenty directions at once! I was going to ask who she was and what she wanted, but my throat felt dry, and I just couldn't speak.

 

The woman looked up towards the ceiling, and held her arms out wide, her palms also facing up. She was saying something in a language I didn't understand. It didn't sound like Italian or French, or anything else I had ever heard before. She then reached up with her arms, and my eyes locked into hers. She was *so* alluring! If I wasn't about to marry the girl of my dreams, I would have run over to her right away and kissed her.

The woman pointed right at me, and I had this overwhelming urge to kneel down before her. It was like I had this sense at that moment, that she was had *power*, and that I was nothing compared to her. As she pointed at me, I felt something strange all over. I froze up.

 

My feet moved together, so that I was standing up very straight. They had just moved on their own, as if they had been tied together with a rope that was being tightened. I tried to move them, but they felt like they each weighted a ton. I couldn't move! I tried to speak again, but my lips were sealed, literally. I could not move my mouth! I had completely lost control of my body. My hands moved together, and folded into each other, in front of me. I was frozen there, in that position.

Okay, I thought. I'm having a weird dream. Or Bill spiked my drink. This wasn't real. This couldn't be happening! But no matter what I tried, it kept going. And it was so real, that it *had* to be true. I was confused, to say the least!

 

It was strange; at that moment, I realized that I was no longer taller than her, looking down on her. I was looking *up* at her. The feeling of her being so powerful, and me being nothing hit me again. It was like it was *right* for me to be of less stature than her. Again, I would have knelt before her, if I could have moved. But I was frozen, like a rock. And I was shrinking by the second.

Soon, I was looking to her waist level. Then at her knees. And then at her ankles! I was tiny now, just a few inches tall. I could see her perfectly painted toenails. There were so huge, looking from down where I was.

 

The woman leaned down, and picked me up in her hand. She took me and set me on a shelf, so that I was looking to her at the level of her chest. And what a gorgeous chest it was! I couldn't move my head, so I was forced to stare at it. I was so small, that I could have easily fit down inside her cleavage. The sight of it, from so close up, should have made me get fully aroused. But I didn't. I felt strange all over.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. I noticed that I wasn't even breathing! I was just frozen in place, not doing anything. My senses were all working, and I could think, but that was all. What had she done to me? What was going on? I was frightened now, and very apprehensive, because the wedding ceremony was just minutes away!

 

"Let me show you what you have become" said the woman, in her sultry voice.

She reached into her purse, and pulled out a compact. She opened it up, and turned the mirror towards me. Looking into the mirror, I saw something confusing. It looked like the bride figure that would go atop the wedding cake. The bride figurine was very realistic, including blonde hair all done up, lots of makeup, a poofy white wedding dress, and a more than generous bosom.

"That is you now" she said. "You have become the bride statuette for your own wedding cake."

 

No! It was impossible! In my mind, I was screaming, although I could not make a sound.

"You deny it, but your eyes do not lie" she said. "This is what you are now. And what you will always be. You will be stuck like that forever."

 

No!!!!!!!!!!! I wanted to marry Madison! This couldn't be real. Help me!!!!!

"Nobody can hear you but me" said the woman. "So there is no point in screaming like that. Now let me tell you what your fate will be. Do you know Jacob Matthew's?"

 

Of course. I *hated* him, more than anything. We had been friends once, but he had tried to steal Madison from me, and I never forgave him for that. We still went to school together, but we became hated rivals, instead of friends. There was nobody that I despised more.

 

"I have transformed Jacob, into *you*' said the woman. "He has all of your memories now. As far as he's concerned, he has always been you. And in just a few minutes, *he* will marry your dear Madison, while you look on, from atop your own wedding cake. Your arm will be locked with a handsome man in a tux, and you'll watch as your Madison kisses him, and becomes *his* wife."

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"After the wedding, they'll probably put you in the cabinet with the tea cups and the hummel figurines. You'll see Jacob and Madison every day, as they go about their lives together. If they make love on the couch in the livingroom, you'll get to watch. You'll see them touching, kissing, holding hands. You will see Madison get pregnant. And you'll see their children running around."

 

If I could have cried, I would have, at that moment.

"Then some day you'll be too faded and dusty, so they'll put you in a box, perhaps in the basement. You won't see the light of days for years. Maybe when they're sentimental, every decade or so, they might take you out for a look. Your Madison will get older, but you'll stay the same. You are a figurine now. Figurines don't age. You'll stay the paragon of feminine beauty that you are, forever."

I was shaken to the core, and beyond desperate by now.

 

"Some day, Madison will give you to one of her children, perhaps to her oldest daughter. Then you'll be put away in a box at her house, until you are forgotten, and thrown in the trash. You'll end up at the bottom of a garbage pile, as you slowly break down from the crushing weight, and begin to decay over many many centuries. You won't be able to move or to act, but your mind will be able to replay over and over all the scenes from Madison's life, which you got to see. You'll remember her forever."

 

I was praying and wishing that this wasn't real. But in my gut, I knew it was. I had become a *female* figurine, the bride for my own wedding cake. I was going crazy! But there was nothing I could do.

 

The woman unlocked the door, and let in a person who looked exactly like me! It was Jacob, transformed. He knelt before the woman, and kissed her hand. Then he rose, and started checking his hair, making sure everything was ready. The woman picked me up, and walked out of the room.

As we went down the hall, Bill was walking back to the dressing room. I tried to call out to him for help, but of course I could not. He would think it was *me* in the room. He'd get *Jacob* ready to marry *my* Madison. No!!!!!

 

The woman took me to the back of the room, where the wedding cake stood. She took the groom figurine, and put him right next to me, then placed us atop the cake. I wondered if the groom had been a person too, and if he was another poor soul like myself.

 

The music started. The wedding was beginning. You can't imagine how agonizing it felt to be trapped inside the form of a *female* figurine, watching your most hated rival marry the woman of your dreams. With each vow they exchanged, I felt like a knife cut through my heart, killing me more and more on the inside.

When the minister said "You may now kiss the bride", I tried as hard as I could, with every muscle I had, to move and do *something*. But it was useless. Madison was now married to Jacob. She thought it was me, but it was *him* that she had just married.

 

Everyone was so happy. I saw all of my family and friends congratulating the happy couple. But it wasn't me there at the head table. I was still the bride atop the layer cake with the cream frosting and the roses, with a groom on my arm.

 

 

With the party in full swing, the woman came over to me and looked at me, smiling. I could hear her thoughts.

"That was a lovely ceremony, wasn't it" she said telepathically.

"Please, just kill me now" I said in my mind.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that" she said.

"Why have you done this to me?"

"Because I wanted to. Now what would you say, if I were to give you a chance to become your old self again, and to have Jacob take your place as the bride figurine?"

 

My heart would have leapt, if I still had a physical heart.

"I would do *anything*. Oh please, let me go back!" I said.

"I will give you a chance" she said. "But you will have to perform a task for me. Do you remember who Olivia is?"

"Of course" I said. "Madison's maid of honor."

"Exactly" she said.

 

Olivia had been Madison's room mate in college. And she hated me. She had always tried to get Madison to dump me, but she loved me too much to ever do that. I knew that Olivia always tried to sabotage our relationship, and I only tolerated her because she was Madison's friend. I didn't like her at all.

 

"Here are the conditions for your challenge" said the woman, breaking my train of thought. "In a moment, I am going to have you exchange bodies with Olivia. She will become the bride upon the wedding cake, while you become *her*. Once you are in her body, you have until Midnight. You must seduce the groom, and make love with him before then. Otherwise, you become the bride figuring forever, while Olivia gets her body back."

 

I didn't want to be Olivia! First of all, I didn't want to be a girl! And after Jacob, she was perhaps the next most hated person I knew. And I was supposed to seduce Jacob, and have sex with him? This was terrible!

 

"You should also know" continued the woman, "that if you can't seduce the groom, you have another way out. You can seduce someone else instead. If you do, they will fall hopelessly in love with you, and you will marry them, and live out your life as Olivia. But should you fail to seduce *anyone*, then you'll be a figurine."

 

I didn't want to live as Olivia for the rest of my life! This was just incomprehensible.

"And as a final incentive, I wanted to let you know that I have put a spell on Madison. I have made her hungry for love, permanently. If you don't get your old body back, then not only will she take Jacob in bed tonight, but she will do it *every* night. She has never made love, but once she does, she will want it *constantly*. And she will fall *so* in love when she has sex for the first time. So you need to understand that if you fail, you'll make Jacob a very happy man."

 

Now it was very clear. I *had* to do this awful thing she said. I had to somehow seduce him. Or I'd be stuck either as a bride statuette, or as Olivia, neither of which was an acceptable future for me! I couldn't say no to her. As distasteful as it was to do this, I *had* to accept.

 

"Okay" I said. "I have no choice."

"Very well" she said. "You have until midnight."

 

She blinked her eyes at me, and I felt very dizzy. Suddenly, I found myself sitting at the head table, up on the riser. I was right next to Madison. But I wasn't on her left, where I belonged. I was on her right. I was Olivia.

 

First of all, there was the shock of suddenly being a woman. I mean, to feel a weight on my chest, then to look down and see that I had big breasts was just beyond any feeling that words could describe. My legs were wrapped with the skirt of the bridesmaid gown I was wearing, and between my legs, everything felt all wrong. Knowing that down there, I was a girl, it made me feel sick to my stomach.

My hand were so tiny! My fingernails were painted, and very long. My wrists were so small! And my arms seemed tiny. They led to my bare shoulders, as well as the front of my chest that was also bare. I felt so exposed, showing so much skin! The powder blue fabric of my gown wrapped around my midsection, holding up the skirt below.

The fabric was somewhat stiff, as it wrapped around my torso, which narrowed down so small that I couldn't believe it! It also wrapped around the surprisingly large breasts on my chest, although I could peek down into the gap between my breasts, which was quite disconcerting!

The fabric around my torso was encrusted with glittery sequins. Then just above my hips, it transitioned to a much softer smoother material, which felt silky smooth. The skirt poofed out so much! I could feel that underneath, there was some sort of crinkly material which was making it look so full. I had never worn a skirt before, and I felt so weak and powerless to be in one.

I could see my reflection in the water glass, although somewhat distorted. My hair was long, but worn up. My face was covered in makeup. I had earrings on. My eyebrows were plucked thin. I had a pretty face. I was a beautiful woman. Me! This was perhaps even worse than being the bride figurine, even though I was once again alive, and able to breathe.

I could feel the tight shoes on my feet, and I sensed that they included a high heel. I was Olivia now. And I hated it. I hated how I smelled. I hated how I looked. I hated that I was female now. I was close to Madison, but she had her attention turned to Jacob, who was sitting there in *my* real body, acting as if he was me!

I needed to do a terrible thing now. I needed to bed him. But first, I needed a drink. I gulped down my glass of champagne, then motioned to the waiter to bring me some more.

"Certainly Miss" he said. "You look very beautiful tonight."

"Thanks" I said, referring to the alcohol, not to being called beautiful! The last think I wanted was to be a pretty girl.

 

I was wondering how to get Jacob alone, so I could seduce him, when the DJ called out for the best man to make a speech. I had tears welling up in my eyes, as Bill said a lot of good things about me, or at least the old me. The crowd applauded, then everyone took a drink.

I was shocked when the DJ carried the microphone, and brought it over to me!

"And now, Olivia wanted to say a few words about Madison" he said.

Suddenly, the mike was in my hands, and everyone was staring at me, expecting a speech.

"Go on, stand up" whispered Madison.

 

I found my feet, although I did teeter a bit from the high heels, which I was *not* used to wearing! I took a deep breath, then started to talk into the mike.

"I wanted to say...." I began, but I had to stop because I was so shocked to hear Olivia's voice coming out when I spoke. She had a beautiful female voice, sultry and melodic. How could that noise happen when *I* spoke? It was terrible being her!

"I wanted to say that I've known Madison a long time, and that she has been a wonderful friend to me."

 

Everyone was staring at me, listening expectantly. I decided that this was my chance to sort of take a shot at Olivia, as it were, so that when I got back into my own body, she'd have something to live up to.

"When I was Madison's room mate in college, and she first met Zach, I wasn't his biggest fan, as many of you know. But he kind of grows on you! And now I wanted to say that I am *so* happy for Madison, that she found the man of her dreams. I can say that I really know that these two love each other. Zach, I was really wrong about you. You are a great guy, and I really owe you one for doubting you. And Madison, what can I say? You're the prettiest bride I've ever seen, and I know you two will be happy together."

There was a lot of applause. I had made Olivia look apologetic and sorry for having not been so nice to me. Once I got back into my own body, she'd be mad at me. But hey, now she had made a public statement!

 

Madison came over to me and gave me a hug. She did look so beautiful in her wedding dress. It was just so weird to have her boobs bumping up against *mine* as we hugged. I almost kissed her on the lips as I normally did, but I caught myself at the last second. *That* would have looked bad, with the maid of honor giving the bride a passionate kiss, in front of the crowd! Yet maybe it was because her soul recognized mine; for a moment, it felt as if she wanted to kiss me too. It must just be my imagination. I was getting my hopes up.

 

Now there were all the wedding dances you had to sit through. The father-daughter dance. Then they bring down the wedding party. And so, for the next half of an hour I was trapped, as I had to go through the usual wedding party rituals. I had to dance with a guy, which was really scary. The way he looked at me, and at my breasts made me feel *really* intimidated!

And to feel the swish of skirts as I moved was also terrible. At one point, I kind of touched myself between the legs, through all of my skirts. It felt so wrong to be *flat* down there. I prayed that I wouldn't have to go pee, because I'd be too scared to go use the women's room, and to see myself down there.

 

It was getting later, and I started to panic. I needed to get Jacob alone. It was 9:30 already, and time was flying by. He was talking to one person after the other. I walked around the room, making small talk with the girls, until I finally saw him by himself. I hurried over to him.

"Zach" I said (it was hard to call him by my real name!).

"What's up Olivia?" he said. "That was a nice speech."

"Thanks" I said. "Listen. I need to talk to you in private for a moment. Its about Madison. This is really important."

"Okay" he said.

I walked back down the hall, to the room where I had been turned into the statuette. When we were inside, I locked the door.

"Now what is it?" he asked. "I don't want to miss much of my own wedding reception!"

"Of course" I said.

 

Now was the hard part. I had to seduce him. But I figured that I had an advantage. As far as he knew, he had always been me. And he had all of my memories. So I knew *exactly* what his deepest inner fantasies were. I would just do what would have turned me on the most, what I had always dreamed of, and he would be mine.

I had always had this fantasy, where an aggressive woman would tell me what to do, and she would take control, and take me. Of course, Madison was the complete opposite of that, so I had resigned myself to never having it come true. So I figured that if I did it now to him, he'd flip.

I also knew what lines a woman could say, which would be the biggest turn ons for me. So as painful as it would be for me, in a woman's body, to say these things, I would just have to do it. The rest of my life was at stake. I took a deep breath, and started.

 

"I've been looking at you all night" I said in the most sultry voice I could muster. "My panties are all wet, just thinking of you."

"Now Olivia" said Jacob, "I'm a married man now. I've sworn to stay with Madison forever, till death do us part. I can't do anything with you."

"You can" I said, "and you will. I know your deepest fantasy. You want a woman who will take control. Something Madison will never do for you. How get on your knees, pull up my skirt, and pull down my panties. Now."

 

The look on his face was torn. On the one hand, a very sexy woman was coming on to him, strongly. But on the other hand, he didn't want to start off his marriage by breaking his vows on his wedding night!

"Madison will never know" I said. "This is a one-time thing. You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't do this now. This is your one and only chance, in all of your life, to live out your greatest fantasy. Now put your hands on my breasts, and kiss me. I want you so much!"

 

"Olivia, you're drunk" he said. "Lets just go back to the party, and we'll pretend that this never happened."

"Oh Zach" I said desperately. "I *need* you! I have to have you right now! Please, please take me! I am so hot for you! I need to feel you in me, right now! You've waited so long to make love! Make love to me right now. Now!"

 

He gritted his teeth, and much to my utter despair, he unlocked the door and walked out.

"No!!!" I said. "Please, come back, I'll do anything for you!!!!"

He just waved has hand, and walked away.

 

I sat down and cried. In truth, had I still been myself, and Olivia, who I hated, had come on to me, I would have done the same. It was hopeless. Or was it? Maybe I could get *him* drink, and have another run at it!

 

I went back to the reception hall, and picked up a couple of drinks from the bar.

"Make this one a triple" I said.

The bartender grinned.

"Going to take advantage of some guy?"

"Exactly" I said.

 

I took the drinks over to where Jacob was.

"Here" I said. "I brought you a drink, to say I'm sorry".

"I don't think we should talk" he said. "You should stay away from me."

He left, without taking the drink.

 

Now what was In going to do? I looked at the clock. 10:30. Just one an a half hours left. Over the next half hour, I tried several times to approach him, but he kept moving away. It was hopeless now. Just 1 hour left, and I would become the statuette again, forever. Unless I bedded someone.

There wasn't much time, and there wasn't much choice. Some people had already left. Some were couples, where it would be hard for me to get the man alone. I didn't have time to convince someone. I needed someone who was eager and willing. I looked around the room, and my eyes caught site of Mike.

 

Mike was a distant cousin of Madison's. He was just out of college, but he was very awkward and shy. He was dateless, since he never had the courage to ask out a girl. He wasn't bad looking; he just wasn't good looking either. But I was desperate. Better him, than to be the bride statue. So I walked over to him.

"Hi Mike" I said.

"Olivia, is it?" he mumbled.

"Yes" I said, extending my hand. "Dance with me."

 

It wasn't a question. It was a statement. As I guessed, he didn't hesitate. He took my hand, and soon we were out on the dance floor. He was so nervous! He looked as if he had never danced with a woman before. He was as afraid to touch me, as I was afraid of being touched. But that didn't matter right now; I needed to use him.

"Do you like my breasts?" I asked.

"Oh yes" he replied.

"Touch them" I said.

He put his hands up on them, and I smiled, hoping it looked seductive.

 

"Do you want me?" I said. "I can see that you're getting hard."

"Yes" he said, in disbelief. No woman had ever talked to him like this.

"Follow me" I said.

 

Mike followed me out the door, down the hall, and into the room. I locked the door.

 

Now I lifted up my skirts, and pull down my panties.

"Come and get it" I said, letting him see me.

Mike undid his belt, and let his pants fall to the floor. I was scared when I saw him, after he took off his boxers. He approached me, and I almost couldn't go through with it. But I *had* to. I couldn't go back to being an *object*. Even if I was to be stuck as Olivia, this was better than being on Madison's shelf, watching her life with another man.

 

He put himself into me, and before I could even get any sense of pleasure, I felt a wet explosion.

"I'm sorry" he said. "I came already."

"That's quite all right" I said. "Now you're really a man."

 

He hurried to put his clothes back on, as I wiped up the mess between my legs with the panties. It felt so *weird* to be touching myself down there, and to have nothing sticking out, like I had for all of my life up to that point. The panties were all dirty. So I handed them to him.

"Here" I said. "A souvenir from tonight."

 

He smiled, stuffed them into his jacket pocket, and hurried out the door. I looked up at the clock. 11:45. I was saved from a fate worse than death. But now I would be stuck as Olivia, for the rest of my life. I was going to return to the reception hall, when I heard someone at the door. I hoped it would be Jacob, so that I could be me again! But it was *the* woman. The one who had done all of this to me.

 

"You failed to seduce him" she said, shaking her head. "A beautiful young thing like you, who knew all of his inner fantasies, and you failed. Almost any woman could have done it, but you failed. But don't worry. You'll get to learn a lot about being a woman, now that you're stuck as one for the rest of your life."

 

It was a terrible fate. I was Olivia now. Now, and for the rest of my life. I was someone I hated. And a woman! I started to cry. I couldn't keep my emotions bottled up in this body. They just overwhelmed me.

 

"You also failed with Madison" said the woman.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I told you that she was under a spell, so that she was very horny, and would be in love with the person she made love with first. And I told you that if you failed with Jacob, you needed to find someone else. But I didn't say it had to be a *man*. You chose a man all on your own, when you could have chosen Madison."

"What?" I said.

"That's right. If you had kissed her, she would have wanted you. The two of you would have made love back here, and you would have been lovers forever. You'd still be Olivia, but you'd have your dear Madison all for yourself. Now, you'll be with Mike for the rest of your life instead."

 

"But..." I started.

"You should also know" continued the woman, "that you are pregnant. So you had better tell him tomorrow. You *will* keep the baby, or you will displease me greatly. You don't want to displease me, do you?"

"No" I whispered.

 

"You should have used protection. But now, you'll have to marry the boy."

"No!!!" I said.

 

It is done. Madison and Jacob have left for their honeymoon. In a moment, he will make love with her, and she will be his forever, just as you will fall in love with Mike. You will become his obedient wife. You will want to have many babies for him. You are under my spell now my dear. You are becoming his."

 

I could feel something inside me changing, tugging at my heart. Suddenly, in my mind, it was as if Mike was the ideal I had lusted over, for all my life. I could *feel* myself starting to fall in love with him, wanting him, and wanting to be his. I would do anything for him. No!!!!!!

I wanted to be there with him now. I wanted to please him, and to have his babies. I would do *anything* for him. My heart melted just thinking of how handsome and wonderful he was! I was so glad that *I* was his woman. Nothing else mattered to me now, but my love for him. My maternal instincts started to overwhelm me. I was going to be a mother. I was going to have Mike's baby. I could sense her inside me. I couldn't wait to give birth to her, raise her, and nurture her. Then I could watch as she developed from a girl, into a woman.

 

"And one last thing" said the woman. "You will invite me to your wedding. I can't wait to see you up there on the alter, as the bride. You will invite Madison, because she is your best friend. And you *will* invite me, because as you know, I just love weddings."

 

I could picture myself in a beautiful wedding dress, my hair done up, all of my best girlfriends by my side. I couldn't wait for my wedding. It would be so romantic and so wonderful. It would mark the start of my life as a married woman. I'd be married to the man I loved, who I wanted more than anything! I vowed that I'd be a good wife to him.

 

The woman walked out of the room, and once again I broke down in tears. I was stuck as Olivia now, for the rest of my life. I was a woman, and I was pregnant! Her magic had turned me into this, and now I was madly in love with the awkward young man, Mike, who was the father of my new baby, growing inside my body. I loved him so much, and I wanted him.

Meanwhile, Madison would be with Jacob now. I could picture them together in my mind. He would be doing to her what I had dreamed of for years. But I was stuck in a female body. And pregnant. I was going to marry a man, and now I was under a spell that would make me become his weak, obedient lover. Moment by moment, I felt my old self starting to slip away, as I the love spell started to work on me.

Now all I could think about was my dear Mike, and how much I loved him.

 

* * *

 

Time seemed to fly by for me. It was hard work being a mother of three. There was always something I needed to do, whether it was changing diapers, taking someone to the doctor's for a cold, getting someone dressed and ready for school, buying clothes, cleaning up the mess, cooking, pleasing my husband, and more. The typical stress of being a mother and a housewife.

Years went by, and I had all but forgotten my old life, as I concentrated on the most important thing to me, as with any mother: my children. But something happened when Kelli was a Junior in college, Kyle was a Sophomore, and my little Katrina was a senior in highschool (and the homecoming queen no less!). You see, Mike went out and had an affair. And when that happened, he broke the spell. Suddenly, my mind was clear and free. No longer were my thought forced to be something I didn't want.

For the first time in twenty-four years, I had my own mind back. I sat down, and contemplated what had happened to me, and I started writing my memoir, so you could know about it. Thats why I said back in the beginning, that it is hard for me to describe certain things. I've been a woman for so long, it is hard to remember what it felt like to be a man. When you're a mother, you've nursed your children, and you've raised them until they spread their wings and moved on, your whole life changes. Having children changed my life, and my soul. Being a woman is all I know now.

 

But there is something else you should know too. You see, through all of my years of motherhood, my best friend was always still Madison. To her, I was her friend Olivia, and she never knew who I used to be. She had four children of her own, and our families were very close. We even vacationed together.

Now that my head was clear again, I realized how much I still loved her. I was so glad that she was my best friend, and that we talked about everything together. I needed her now. Despite the fact that I had been forced to love Mike because of a magic spell, I was still very hurt that he had cheated on me. I was still beautiful (for my age). I worked hard to lose all of the weight I had gained. When I had Kelli, my weight went back to normal quickly. When I had Kyle, I couldn't quite shed the pounds so fast. And when I had Katrina, well, it took me years before I was happy with my weight again. But then, what woman is ever happy with her weight?

But I digress. I was hurting inside, from having him cheat on me. So I did what any woman would do: I went to my best friend to talk about it. I met Madison for lunch, and I told her all about Mike.

"You poor thing" she said. "And I thought you two were so happy together."

"We were" I said. "But now, I can never trust him again."

We talked for hours, which made me feel better. But inside, I was still upset with Mike. I'd never feel the same way about him again.

 

After our discussion, something else happened. I had told Madison some of the little signs I had seen from Mike, which hadn't meant much at the time. But now, in hindsight, I can see that they were warnings that something was wrong. I should have found out about his affair long ago.

Based on what I had told her, Madison started to look at *her* husband in a whole new light. A few days later, we met again for lunch.

 

"Olivia" she said, "I can't believe it. After you told me about Mike, I realized that Zach was having an affair on *me*! He had most of the same signs as Mike. He's seeing another woman!"

"That's terrible!" I said.

 

We talked for hours, sitting on her couch, and comparing notes. Both of us resented our husbands now. We realized that all we had was each other. She was my one true friend, and vice versa. I don't know how it started, but somehow we touched hands. Then we moved closer to each other.

"I've always loved you" I said.

"And I've always loved you" she said. "On my wedding day, I wanted to kiss you so bad. Ever since then, I've thought of you, and wished we could have been together."

"We can" I said.

Our lips met in the most wonderful kiss I ever felt in all my life! After twenty four years, I finally was able to kiss Madison again! Soon, we found ourselves upstairs in her bedroom, exploring each other. When I had made love with Mike, my mind had been under the spell, so I had been completely compliant, doing whatever he wanted. I received very little pleasure from it. But Madison really knew a woman's body. For the first time, she was able to make me reach a higher level of pleasure. I had deep orgasms, over and over. I was in heaven.

Previously, I had only felt that way if I did it to myself, but that wasn't the same. But I knew my body. My female body. And so when it was my turn to give, I made sure that Madison enjoyed it as much as I had. I brought her again and again, until we both collapsed together, my legs wrapped around her.

"Where have you been all my life?" she said. "That was amazing! Nobody has ever made me feel that way."

"We were meant for each other" I said.

"Yes" she replied.

 

Within a week, we had both filed for divorce from our husbands. They had both cheated on us, so we had grounds to break things off, and to be well rewarded. Both of us were in a position where the children were grown and out of the house, so there wasn't any reason to continue a sham of a marriage.

Both Madison and I got to keep our houses. So we came up with a great idea. We both sold our houses, and moved far away, to the south, where the weather is warm. We bought a condo on the beach, and moved in together. We had a civil ceremony, and now we are married! She is the ultimate lover, the one true love I always had, and at long last, we are together.

If I had been my old self, with my old mind, then it would have been *me* having the affair with her. But the true me, the one that has lived all this time as Olivia, she is with Madison now. As a man, I could never be as close to her as I am being a woman. Living through twenty four years of being in someone else's body, of a different gender than I was born, and under a love spell was a terrible thing. But this made it all worth it.

As you can imagine, being two women who are just starting to go through their changes, we sometimes argue and fight. But we both know that its just the hormones talking. We always make up. As soon as we get through the next few years, to where the hot flashes stop, we'll both be able to enjoy the rest of our lives together, two women in love.

 

 

One day recently, we were walking on the beach, hand in hand, wearing our new yellow bikinis. An old woman approached me and smiled. I recognized the woman. It was *her*. The one who had changed. me. I froze. What evil was she here to do to me now?

"Hello Olivia" she said, holding out a bag her hand for me to take.

"Hi" I said.

The woman turned to Madison and smiled.

"I'm an old friend. How nice to run into your two lovely ladies again."

"Nice to see you. You were at Olivia's wedding, weren't you?"

"Yes!" she said. "You remember. Anyway, I have a wedding gift for you two."

We looked at each other. Neither of us had told anyone we were married.

"Go ahead, open it!" she said.

I opened the bag, and looked inside. There were two figurines there. Both brides, locked up arm in arm.

"For your mantelpiece" she said. "It is wonderful to see two young women like yourselves, in love. True love doesn't come often in this world. But you two have found it."

I was stunned. How had she known?

 

"Let me take these, and drop them off at home" said Madison.

"I'll catch up in a minute" I told her, as she walked off.

"Now before you get upset with me" said the old woman, "I hope you understand now why I put you through all I did. If you had been your former self, it would have been *you* cheating on her."

"How do you know all of this?" I asked.

"I know many things" she said. "Anyway, as punishment for what they did, I have turn your husband and hers into the statuettes. Think of how tortured they will be, watching you kiss her and hold her, as you walk around the apartment! They are trapped in there forever."

"But why?" I asked.

"True love comes rarely in this world. I set the stage so that you and Madison can *really* have that, for many, many years. You two will live together well into your nineties. And you will be in love forever. And for all eternity, you will be together, as one."

 

With that, she turned and left. I was standing there speechless. She had done all of this to me, and turned me into a woman, so that I could be with Madison forever! It had been a harrowing experience, but now I had true love, forever, with the woman of my dreams.

I walked back with tears in my eyes. They were tears of joy. I was so happy. It had all been worth it. I helped Madison position the figurines on the shelf. Our former husbands, trapped inside them, watched as we held hands, then kissed.

"I love you" I said.

"And I love you" she replied.

 

And so it would be, for all eternity.

  

  

  

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