Spells R Us: Made For Each Other             by: Roy Del Frink

 

Leland Welker was strolling through the mall one day when he saw a strange sight. It was an old-fashioned wooden shop called "Spells R Us". He was bored, so he decided to enter on a whim. Leland couldn’t believe all the junk in there, and didn’t understand what he would do in a place like this. Just then he noticed a short old man behind the counter. He looked at least eighty years old, and he wore an old crimson bathrobe. He asked the guy, "Look, I’ve read stories about your place before. And I know you’re a wizard, so I’ll spare you asking how you know my name. But I do wanna know, how come your robe changes color and appearance from tale to tale?"

The SRU wizard sighed in relief. "You’re the easiest customer I’ve worked with in ages. And I like your style. So I’ll gladly answer your question. This is a mood robe. Its color and appearance varies with the viewer. What color do you see?"

"It’s crimson. But what’s the point in asking me?"

"Simple, Leland. The color tells me a lot about your personality. Crimson indicates someone who’s impatient with the way things are. He wants what he wants, and he wants it NOW. So now I know not to beat around the bush with you. What do you want from me?"

Leland thought about it, then said, "I’d like you to grant three wishes. First, I wanna be taller. Second, I..."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on, there. I’m only a wizard. I don’t do wishes. Thankfully, I’ve got just what you want." The old man pulled an old Arabian lamp from under the counter. "Just rub this, and you get three wishes granted. Be warned, this wish-granter is a mischievous tyke. He’ll always grant the LETTER of your wishes, but he could very well tinker with the SPIRIT of it. So have fun, and be careful!"

Leland started to leave the shop, then the wizard replied, "Aren’t you forgetting something?"

"Oh, yeah. How much do I owe you for the lamp?"

"Nothing. It’s been prepaid, by a person I’m doing a favor for. I can’t tell you who, or what’ll happen with your wishes, but I can tell you, both you and this other person will be quite satisfied with the results."

Leland smiled, bid the wizard good day, and left the Spells R Us franchise. Even so, he still found it hard to think the playful old man would ever let him off this easily. He stared at the lamp, and thought to himself, "Maybe I should just rub it now, and let the genie grant my wishes." Then he chuckled and thought, "Yeah, and I’ve got baked beans for brains. Here I go, rubbing my ‘magic lamp’ for the ‘genie’ to come out." Certain nothing special would happen, Leland continued to rub the lamp until he could see his reflection in the dulled brass. Suddenly, smoke emerged out, and a towering Arab appeared lying on the top. He wore a denim turban, a denim vest, denim trousers, and denim slippers.

"You called, Master?" he inquired?

Leland could only stare in disbelief. "Who are you?"

"I am the Jean Genie. I grant three wishes to anyone who rubs my lamp. And don’t ask me to grant more wishes, because if you do, I’ll turn you into a denim jacket!"

Leland gulped. He knew he had to act fast. Then he thought of his life. The 25-year-old high-school dropout lived alone, in the poor part of town. He had a decent job working for the local supermarket, but it didn’t pay well, and he knew he’d have to finish school to get a better position. He was taking night school, but it’d be a few months before he finished. He toyed with the idea of improving his work situation, but realized what he really needed: love. Leland had just broken up with a lovely girlfriend, and didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t just "kiss and make up" with Sally; he realized they simply weren’t meant to be. And no other woman would do, not unless he was sure she really wanted him... That’s it! "Genie, I want you to make me totally attractive to the next customer who exits Victoria’s Secret."

"Granted, Master." Since he was seated just outside of Victoria’s Secret already, all Leland did was sit and wait. Then he noticed a beautiful-looking lady exit the store. She was about five foot ten, two inches taller than him. She also had beautiful, flowing blond hair, large but not unwieldy breasts, a figure to die for, and a creamy smooth complexion. She was a keeper, all right.

She stared at Leland longingly, then said, "Hi there, gorgeous." Gorgeous?!, Leland thought to himself. In shock, Leland looked down, awaiting his new love’s dream figure. He was shocked to see his body take the form of a buxom babe in a dress and pumps!

"Genie, what happened?" Leland asked.

"Why don’t you ask her yourself?" he replied.

The newly-formed female walked up to her and asked, "Hello. My name is Lel- err, Lee. Who are you?"

"I’m Lois Finkelsteen," she replied. "And I must say, you look really cute!"

A horrible idea occurred to Lee. "Lois, by any chance, do you prefer women?"

"Of course I do, silly! Would I have called you ‘cute’ if I were straight, darling? And your red hair, green eyes, hourglass figure, and pretty face are exactly what I like in a woman."

Lee examined her body. Yes, she had all the defining curves of a woman, and just what any female should have between her legs. She couldn’t believe the total lack of a bulge. "Genie! This isn’t what I wanted! I wish I could have a penis between my legs again!"

"Are you SURE that’s your final wish? Wouldn’t you rather call a friend and consult him first?"

"No! Give me my penis back NOW!"

"Okay, Mistress." He snickered, waved his arms, and said, "Wish granted."

Lee stared at her body. She was still female in all respects, with breasts and a knockout figure. "Genie! Didn’t you hear my wish?"

"I sure did. Feel your crotch if you don’t believe me."

Lee did so, and was surprised to feel a rather large bulge at the front of her panties. She quickly asked Lois, "Would you mind seeing me in the ladies’ room?"

"Of course not. Oooh, Lee, you’re a naughty one!"

"That’s not what I meant, Lois. I have a, ehrm, personal problem we should discuss." The two of them found the nearest ladies’ room, and ducked into an empty stall. There, Lee explained about the genie and showed Lois her masculine thing. Even so, Lois could still see the usual feminine apparatus underneath.

To Lois’s surprise, Lee expressed joy. "The magic part is hard to swallow, but I’ll admit, this is pretty convincing! Plus, I’ve always had a secret desire to have intercourse with a woman. In fact, my fondest desire is a special change in my own body."

"Really, Lois? What do you want? I’ve still got a wish coming, and the genie should grant it to me."

Lois whispered it into Lee’s ear. She giggled back and asked for the genie.

He appeared. "You called, Mistress, um, Master, I mean, - oh, forget it. What do you want?"

Lee told him, "I wish-"

 

TEN MONTHS LATER:

Lee and Lois were rushed into the hospital. The taxi driver left them off, and the big-bellied women walked in as fast as they could. The receptionist asked them, "What are you here for?"

The two replied, "We’re about to deliver our babies."

"What are your names?"

"I’m Lee Welker, and this is my life partner Lois Finkelsteen."

"So you’re lesbians?"

"You could say that," Lois replied. She and Lee both snickered.

"Okay. Will the fathers be present for the births?"

"Yes. However, they won’t be present with the mothers."

"Why not?"

"We are going to deliver in separate rooms, right?"

The receptionist was getting a little testy at these remarks. "Is something fishy going on here?"

Lee replied, "There’s a little something unusual, yes, but you’ll find out about that soon enough. Can you just finish asking the questions needed to fill out your forms? Oooh, I think I feel a contraction coming on!"

The receptionist quickly finished the questions, then each lady was wheeled to a separate room. The doctors found the oddities implied by the ladies’ remarks, but their babies were delivered without incident. Afterwards, Lois and Lee got back together in their post-delivery rooms.

"My gosh, Lee, we both have twins! Both a boy and a girl!"

"Well, doesn’t that seem appropriate, Lois?"

"In a way, it does!" They giggled again, and decided to name the twins Lois delivered Adam and Eve, while Lee’s were called Paul and Paula.

Lee was pleased Lois had payed for the genie. And was grateful for the results, too. For that matter, so was Lois. Lee had a hard time believing Lois had used the third wish to become a hermaphrodite, too. Even so, their lives together were excellent. And their sexual play was nothing short of amazing. They even got to father each other’s children. Truly, Lee and Lois had been made for each other.

THE END

 

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