"Well," pondered Rick, who walked into the school entrance sans date,
much to his dismay. "Maybe I've gone too far with this. I don't like
the idea of screwing around with my best friends head so maybe I should just remove the spell altogether. It would be interesting to see how she would really react to her current endowments so the entertainment aspect goes up alot. Plus I would much rather be on a date with a tomboyish, Star Wars-loving, video game junkie chick than the demanding, overbearing, and emotionally unstable bitch I have now. Of course, I will be getting the whole "how dare you do this to me" speech as well as the "but I'm not attracted to guys" argument against being my date, not to mention having to deal with her waddling around in her unfamiliar body. Oh well, if it gets too bad I'll simply hit her with a "feminine perspective" spell so strong that she'll be shitting unicorns."
Rick waved his hand in an arcane gesture to remove the spell from Jim, he felt a wave of power flow from his fingertips that sought out his friend with the purpose of separating the female thought patterns and masculine thought filters from her head.
"Now comes the interesting part," thought Rick.
Jim was walking quietly down the school's main hallway on her way to the girls restroom. She would stop every few seconds to appreciate the decorations that the senior class had put up for the dance and to adjust her dress to show off her cleavage better; afterall, their were so many cute guys around.
The removal of the personality altering spell took place during one of these cleavage adjustments. The effect was instantanious and hardly noticeable to Jim and those around, it was as subtle as a new thought or old song popping up in your head. But the realization that came afterward, that was another story.
"What the fuck am I doing," thought Jim as his mind finally registered the changes that had reshaped her body, "Rick made me a... " Jim stared in disbelief at the cleavage that she was trying to accentuate just a
second ago. The alien weight of the two mounds on her chest no longer felt natural to her, the way they jiggled and bounced felt new and stimulating to her. She gave the pair of tits a squeeze much like a male porn star would
to a buxom babe, but unlike the male porn star these breasts were attached to her own chest, and the effect was a twinge of pleasure sparking in her chest as the sensitive nerve endings registered the stimulation. Jim let out a
mousey squeak at the new sensations and quickly let go of her mammaries, causing them to bounce sending out another wave of pleasure. Ignoring the sensual feelings emanating from her sensitve chest, Jim checks out the rest of her new body by patting herself down, making sure to double check her crotch which already felt vacant without any feedback from her hands. The results of the patdown were positive for wide hips, slender legs, and a bubble butt; and a big negative on any sign of Lil' Jim.
"Okay, okay," murmured Jim, "My best friend has turned me into a girl. A well-endowed girl to be specific. I don't know why I'm just now noticing but..." Jim stopped at that thought. Why didn't she care earlier that his friend
had made him his date? He remembered Rick waving his hand over him and then...well, it was almost like something happened but it really wasn't important. She had looked down to see that her body was female but her attention was quickly diverted to her friend Tony walking up to them,
she knew that she was different but she didn't really notice any difference than how she felt before.
"Waitaminute, those questions Rick was asking and..and MY answers! I was actually thinking like a girl when he quizzed with those guy questions."
Jim felt a deep well of anger boil up inside of her, she realized that Rick had altered her mind along with her body. It answered everything, why she didn't get upset over being made female, why she didn't care for stuff that she usually liked, how she knew how to walk in high heels, and (Jim flinched) why she felt an attraction to guys. That idea hit Jim the hardest, not only did she not mind being Jim's date but she also caught herself checking
out the captain of the football team (who acknowledged her stare with a sly wink back at her, causing an unavoidable blush that spread across her face). Jim felt so violated by everything that had happened in the last 5 minutes,
she couldn't even trust her own thoughts and feelings anymore.
"Omigod, if whatever Rick did to mess with my head hadn't worn off just now I would probably be hugging, kissing, and snuggling up against him; with a greater chance than I would ever want of me mounting his member at the
end of the night. Why else would he feel the need to mess with my mind and make me girlier than an Avon catalog? He wanted a date that he would have a good chance of screwing."
Jim's anger was now tempered with a healthy dose of fear. Her best friend could change her mind just as easily as he could change his own. If she walked up to him and angrily demanded to be changed back she would most likely end up
prancing around the dance and giggling like a ditzy blonde.
"I can't go back and meet up with him, I just can't trust him. I know that
he is my only ticket back to my normal body, and back to the present too for
that matter, but who's to say that he will even turn me back. The spell on
my head might of just worn off by accident, maybe he would rather have a
chesty, blonde girlfriend than a regular male friend."
Jim didn't know what to do. As far as he was concerned he wasn't going back to find Rick, which left him with the only option of finding another spellcaster.
"Rick said that they met in the spare rooms of the gym that are being remodeled. Maybe I can find a teacher or another student there and have
them undo his spell and send me back to the future. Right now that's the
best solution I can hope for."
