The New Fantasy 13

by

Paul G Jutras

  

Robert was walking home from school when he was the town's grade school. A group of nine and ten year old boys were playing kick ball in the school yard after everyone else had gone home.

With a sneer on his face, he waited for the ball to be tossed. As it rolled across the black top, Robert ran up and kicked it high and far. It soared across the yard and over the school fence into a neighbor's yard. A look of horror and a strong silence filled the kids faces.

"You kicked the ball to the house of no return." One kid finally spoke up.

"House of no return?" snickered Robert. "What kind of stupid name is that?"

"My older sister says she knew a boy name Randal Finster who went to retrieve a lost ball from the house when she was my age and he was never seen or heard from again," The boy said nervously. "She says that she's about the only one who still remembers he existed in the first place."

"Older sister, huh?" said Robert. He watched the boy pull out a family photo he carried in his back pocket. The kid then pointed to a sixteen year old beautiful girl. "Sweet."

"Tell you what." Robert said with a smile. "Tell me your address so I can meet you sister and I'll get the ball for you."

"My address is 104 Hyundai Road." The boy began as Robert held up his hand to hush the kid up and headed out of the school play ground. The boys looked at one another and quickly took off after him. "But you can't mean you're actually going to talk to the witch."

"Witch, now that's a good one." Robert chuckled as he walked up toward the front porch of the house. In the un-mowed was an old clubhouse with the words written in faded white paint: NO BOYS ALLOWED. Inside the clubhouse some dolls sat at a tea party covered in dust and cobwebs.

"Hello!" Robert cried as he knocked on the door. "Is anyone home?"

The door opened up and an attractive middle aged woman appeared with a scowl on her face. "What do you want?"

"I kicked these kids ball into your back yard and I'd like to get it." Robert said with confidence while the kids looked on with wonder. "These kids actually believe you're some kind of witch that made some kid name Randal vanish."

"Come on in, my dear." She said as she pulled him in with supernatural strength. As he disappeared within the house, the door closed and locked by magic. "How did you here that name?"

"One of kids outside says that his older sister knew the kid." Robert said. "Funny thing is that the two have the same last name as the missing kid if you believe that."

"I see." The woman said as two 2 and ½ year old girls came running into the room. One with short blonde hair had her toes and finger nails polished hot pink and wore a white dress with pink heats at the collar with matching sandals. The other with her blonde hair in a pony tail was barefoot and a leopard print dress. "These use to be my husband and his brother. I forget which is which."

"So the playhouse is for them?" Robert said as he thought of the old shack in the front yard and wondered why it wasn't in use anymore.

"It was until I got tired of them attracting pests like you over here." The woman grinned widely while waving her hand. "Speaking of pests like you."

Robert clutched his stomach as he double over in pain. His arms were pushed away as a pair of breasts began to grow out of his chest. A size that he was glad was supported by a bra. He felt a emptiness was felt between his legs as his stockings rode up his legs to become pantyhose and his pants split open into a skirt. His feet rose up on ties toes and almost caused him to tip over as he found himself in a pair of pumps.

"Come with me, Roberta" The witch said as she went to a down stairs closet. "I had to put a sound proof spell on this closet in order to sleep at night from the moans."

"Moans?" asked Roberta as he cringed at the sound of his new name.

The witch open the door and revealed dresses, skirts, pumps all with human faces moaning it a point that it was almost able to make one deaf. Even hose on a shower like rob had faces. "These were other kids I transformed and wouldn't stop coming over to beg to be changed back. I expect you to take a lesson from them and just get on with your new life. Don't worry. The spell as pre-program you mind to be able to dress yourself, apply make up and handle your monthly little visitor. I choose to remain immortal at a age beyond a period as I did with my husband and his brother. You are just the age you were before and will age as you would of as Robert."

Roberta left the witch's house to find the kids were not outside. They were over in the school playground with their ball like a guy name Robert had never walked over and kicked it into the yard next door.

When he got home, his mother greeted him with a kiss and treated him like he had always been a girl. He found himself suddenly expected to help his mother cook dinner while taking a break from his homework He was just glad to get those awful heels off.

"Good thing I didn't complain about the shoes," Roberta murmured as he worked on his homework rubbing his feet against one another. "Who knows what she'd do to them."

Remembering the address of the little kid at the school playground, he went over to see Rachael who once was Randal. The two hit it off and became best of friends. Together they did their best to keep what happened to them from happening to any other guys.

THE END

  

  

  

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