The New Fantasy 19

by

Paul G Jutras

 

Paul was laying on his bed in a pair of gray sweats when his mother Amy and sister Lois got into the car and pulled out of the garage. Hearing the sound of the car engine, Paul rolled off the bed and moved to the window. He waited until the car was out of the driveway and down the street before he turned off his television and head across the hall to his sister's room.

"Locked," muttered Paul. He knew that Lois suspected his cross dressing habit. Returning to his room, he went into his closed and pushed open a secret panel that allowed him to move between walls. Another door slid open in his sister's closet.

Once in his sister's room he took off his sweats and slipped into a pink high cut panties with hearts over them and matching romantic bra. He stuff the bra with the breast forms his sister used when she was dating a new guy for a better impression. He finished things off with a lace trim pink blouse and skirt with white sandals. He was always happy that due to his small feet, he and his sister could wear the same size shoe.

He returned to his room and stretched out on the bed and continued to watch his soap opera about a cross dressing teacher. In the episode he was watching the cross dresser was being told by a pregnant co worker whose doctor been afraid she'll bleed to death when she has her baby due to problems.

"Thanks for the new sweater, mom." Lois' voice soon came from down stairs. Paul sat up with a shock as he lay on his bed in his sister's winkle clothes. He realized that he must of fallen asleep while watching his show. "I'm putting to way right now so it won't get wrinkled before my date with Tom."

Paul quickly moved through the secret panel and hurriedly got out of his sister's clothes and back into his own. He had no time to smooth the wrinkles out and had to just quickly put it back where he got them.

Lois went into her closet and saw her blouse all wrinkled. She then checked around and found her breast forms and skirt not in the same spot as she ha remembered them. A quick check to see if her lock was tempered with, she marched to Paul's room.

"I don't know how, but you were in my room again!" Lois accused.

"How couldn't," Paul asked innocently. "Don't you keep your door lock so I don't look at your diary or something?"

"I lock it so you'll stop wearing my clothes and messing them up." Lois glared. "I don't know how you do it, but you get in my room."

"Prove it." Paul challenged.

Lois just continued to glare as she left the room. "Keep your hands of my new sweater. "I'm wearing it on my date tomorrow night."

"Whatever." Paul said with little concern.

On Friday night Tom answered the door to see Lois all smiles. "Lois!"

"Hey, Tom," smiled Lois. "You ready for our study date?"

"Sure," Tom said. "I have such a hard time keeping all that history straight."

"He hasn't said anything about my new sweater," thought Lois She felt a bit upset that she went to the trouble of making herself look nice and he didn't even notice. When she saw what a pig sty his room was, she simply sighed. "Men."

"That's it," Lois said as she looked over what he wrote down. "You shouldn't do too badly on Monday's test if you keep this up."

"Thanks," Tom said as he kissed her.

"Uh.. I think we're going a little to fast." Lois said as she grabbed his shoulders and shoved him back.

"It seemed like the right time to me," Tom replied.

"Tom, I like you a lot." Lois said, blushing. "I'm not ready for that just yet. I don't think your mom would like to see my lipstick on your collar."

"She'd think it was from a marker or something." Tom smiled. "She doesn't know the rep I have with the ladies."

"This is one "lady" you can leave out of your rep." Lois said as she gathered up her books and stormed out of Tom's house. "What a jerk. Here I thought I might of find a nice guy to ask me to the prom."

Back home, Paul was relaxing on his bed in a pair one of his sister's semi transparent night gowns and a pair of panties he had gone out and bed himself. Since his parents were away on a business conference for the weekend, he had borrowed his sisters Valentine red nail polish to do his toes.

"That jerk!" screamed Lois as she stormed into the house.  

 

"Oh, no," thought Paul as he slipped out of the night gown and into a pair his own stripped pajamas. He moved through the secret passage and put the nightgown away. He moved back to his room in such a hurry; however, the secret door on his sister's side didn't close all the way. He quickly put on some slipper socks to hide his polish toes.

"That jerk, jerk, jerk!" repeated Lois and she flopped on her bed, her purse slip off her shoulder to the floor. At her angle, she saw a light in her closet. "That's odd."

She checked her closet, found the passage and entered Paul's room. "So that's how you've been getting into my stuff."

"Yes." Paul said with a sigh. He slipped off his slippers and revealed his polished toes. "I always wish I could have been a girl as beautiful as you. I was always so jealous. You're not going to tell mom and dad are you?"

"No," Lois said. "It'll be our sister's secret."

"Thanks." Paul said as they hugged.

"How about you borrow a suit tomorrow and we'll hit the beach." Lois suggested. "It will be just us girls."

On Saturday morning Paul was soon at the beach in a green with black side stripe one piece girl's suit while Lois wore yellow with black polka dot bikini. The two soon hit the surf on their boards and enjoyed tanning together.

It was during a wipe out that Lois came across a bottle in the waves. "Looks like something is in it," Lois said to Paul as he paddled over. When she opened it, a blue smoke formed into a girl wearing a harem outfit.

"Greetings master." The girl said with a smile. "What is your wish."

"Guess my only wish would be for Paul to be happy as a real girl." Lois said as the genie snapped her fingers. At that moment, Paul felt tingling all over. As he reached into his bathing suit, he found his C-cups weren't his sister's breast forms but real breasts. He also had nothing between the legs.

"Thanks for setting me free, sucker." The genie said as she was suddenly wearing Lois' bikini while Lois was wearing the harem outfit. "Hope you don't end up stuck in that bottle as long as I was."

"What!" Lois cried as she was sucked into the bottle. The former genie tossed Paul the bottle and paddled Lois' board to shore before taking off down the beach and out of sight.

Paul tried to catch her, but the genie was too fast. With a sigh, the new Paula return to her room to find it too was changed by magic to be as fem as Lois' room. "I'm sorry, I tried to get her back but she must have been a track star before a genie."

With a rub, she watched the smoke form into Lois. "That's okay…master." Lois said feeling like she was going to gag on the last word. "I was reading the genie manual in the bottle at super speed. "A person get one wish that can't be used for themselves and when the wish is granted the master becomes the new genie."

"So much for the fairy tales we use to read." Paula muttered. "I just wish I could free you."

"Granted," Lois said as Paula eyes widen when she realized what she had said and replaced Lois in the bottle. "Don't worry I got a plan."

Lois then rubbed the lamp and set Paula loose wearing the harem outfit. "At least now that I'm a girl, I got a figure that looks good in such a outfit." Paula said with a sigh.

"Maybe but mom would ask too many questions." Lois smiled. "That's why I wish you back in your bathing suit."

"Granted," Paula responded automatically. "But now you'll be a genie again."

"No I won't," answered Lois. They both watched the lamp crack and crumble to dust. "I read the genie book and there is a subtext that says once a master become a genie, then freed, he or she can't be return to either. By my becoming the master again, I freed us both from the genie curse. Now our parents just think they always had two daughters."

"Thanks sis," Paula said as she gave her sister a loving hug. "You're the greatest."

"I had to keep my promise and make sure mom and dad never learn of your cross dressing habit." Lois said with a giggle.

THE END

  

  

  

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