Wishing Stories 115
Even as I headed for the diner, I couldn't believe it.
I - Ralph Billings - was now a girl. I wasn't sure what Janey had done, but one second I was the male me and the next I was an honest to goodness card-carrying girl.
Janey had told me she could turn me into someone else. It would be the only way I'd ever catch Becky with her new boyfriend. From her tone of voice, I could tell Janey liked him even less than she liked me. I'd always pictured Janey jumping up and down with joy when Becky old her about us breaking up. But as determined as I was to win her back, Becky had been avoiding me like the plague for the past couple of weeks. Somehow she always seemed to know where I was going even before I did.
I wasn't overly worried or concerned when Janey told me I'd have to remain that someone else for the next 24 hours. She didn't say why that was and I wasn't about to ask. So I agreed to her plan, never believing for one second it would actually work. Who would have ever believed Janey could really change me into someone else? I would have never agreed to her plan if I'd had any idea the someone else she planned on turning me into would be a girl. I should have asked more questions. Now I was stuck as this girl until Janey reversed it.
That was when she told me where I could find Becky. As much as I wanted to talk to Becky, I wasn't thrilled with the idea of leaving Janey's house as a girl. Unfortunately, Janey had somewhere else she had to go and that meant I couldn't stay.
At least Becky wouldn't disappear when she saw me coming. For that matter, she wouldn't know I was me. How could I even hope to win her back, if I was a girl? What would happen if her new boyfriend decided he *liked* me?
Even though Janey and I left her house together, we quickly parted company. I could tell I was walking differently than I had when I'd arrived. Oddly, the sway of my ass and the bounce in my step that made my boobs jiggle almost seemed sort of normal. I figured it must have been a part of whatever Janey had done.
I definitely didn't like how guys kept looking at me as I walked down the street. Didn't they have anything better to do? That honking of horns from passing cars got damned annoying awfully fast. The next time I hear some guy asking "How ya doing, babe?" I'm just going to scream.
When I finally arrived at the front of the diner, my reflection in the window immediately caught my attention. It was the first time I'd seen myself since Janey had turned me into a girl. Now I knew what all those guys had been thinking when they'd seen me.
I was one totally hot babe.
I had a nice looking pair of boobs and a really hot bod. Even if I hadn't realized just how long it was before, my reddish colored hair went along so well with the rest of the new me. Just look at those long slinky sexy legs. I'd only just noticed how short a skirt I was wearing.
What the hell was I just doing?
I'd been checking myself out.
And liking what I'd seen.
Slowly I shook my head. Strands of long reddish hair swirled about my face and shoulders. It also felt kind of nice and made me feel sort of sexy. What the hell had Janey been thinking when she'd done this to me? I had a funny feeling she had ulterior motives in turning me into this hot, sexy girl.
As I entered the diner, I was surprised that Becky and her boyfriend were the only ones inside. They were locked in a lovers' embrace in a booth at the back. I hated him instantly.
When he looked up and saw me approaching their table, he winked at me. I couldn't believe it. What an asshole! Now I understood why Janey didn't like him. He'd probably hit on Janey like he'd just hit on me. The damn bastard didn't deserve a girl like Becky.
I went over to where they were sitting. I thought Becky needed to know just what kind of man she was dating. I would have never hit on another girl when I was with her.
"It looks like Ralph's finally arrived, Becky," said the man, as he and Becky separated. "He must have got tired of checking out her reflection in the window."
I was stunned. How could he have known what I was doing outside? How could he have known I was Ralph? I had no idea who he was! But when he grinned at me while staring at my boobs, I knew exactly what he was thinking. He made me so angry. I would have punched him if I'd still been a man.
"Take a look. You'll love the job I've done making him a girl."
As Becky turned toward me, a grin spread quickly across her face. "You're absolutely right; I love what you've done. She's just perfect." Looking me straight in the eye, she added, "This is exactly what I had in mind for you, Ralph!"
Shit! She knew!
I didn't know how it was possible, but she clearly knew. I'd have to ask her. Before I could open my mouth, Becky beat me to the punch.
"Keep it zipped, Ralph! I don't want to hear it!" she exclaimed. "We had lots of fun while it lasted, but it's all over now. You've been a royal pain in the ass ever since we broke up."
I wanted to object, but discovered I couldn't speak.
"I still like you, Ralph. You can be lots of fun, when you're not being such a bothersome jerk," she explained. "You should have left me alone when I told you. When it became clear you never would, Janey and I got together and worked out this plan."
Damn! Janey had set me up! I should have known! Wait until I get my hands on that conniving little bitch!
"This is the perfect way of getting you to leave me alone forever. But don't worry, we'll still be friends. And we'll still have lots and lots of fun together... just a different kind of fun is all."
I was thoroughly confused. And Becky's ramblings weren't making me feel any better. How could we still be friends and have any fun together when she didn't want me around? She simply wasn't making any sense at all.
Becky reached into her purse and pulled something out. It was so small I couldn't tell what it was. Clutching whatever it was tightly in her fist, she stood and looked me straight in the eye. "I wish this was the body in which you'd been born and raised with everyone knowing you as the fun-loving, sexy Rita Billings."
I shook my head slowly. "What happened?" I mumbled, still feeling a little confused. It took me another few seconds to get my bearings straight. Once I remembered where I was, I looked around to find Becky. I sure hoped she hadn't left.
Finding her sitting next to that handsome young hunk came as a bit of a surprise. It had nothing to do with her landing that stud. Becky was every bit as capable as I was when it came to doing that. Not knowing who he was... that was the surprise. I didn't think there were any boys left in this town I didn't know, especially those of the studly young hunk persuasion.
I had to get to know him better. I wondered if Becky would mind much if I stole him for a few days. Becky and I always had lots and lots of fun together. We shared everything, including our boys. It looked like it might be real easy when I saw Becky rise from her seat. If she were off answering nature's call, I could make my move on her incredible hunk.
Imagine my disappointment when he got up from the table and headed for the little hunk's room. I kept watching him like a hawk. He had this really great looking ass. His tight sexy buns only made me want to jump his bones all the more.
"Rita," said Becky. "I'm glad you're still here. I'd thought you might have already left?"
"What's up?"
"Janey and I are having a party tonight. About sevenish," she smiled. "There will be plenty of boys there. Or you can bring along a date if you'd like."
"That sounds like fun," I replied. I always loved having fun. "Will your new boyfriend be there?"
"He should be. After everything I've told him about you, I'm sure he'd love to meet you."
I was still puzzling over that last remark, when Janey joined us at the table. That was strange. I had no idea where she'd come from. I hadn't known she was there.
"We should go, Becky. We have lots of things to do before tonight," said Janey. "I hope you didn't forget to tell Rita about our party."
"She told me, Janey. I'll be there."
"We'll see you tonight then."
I was a little surprised Becky had left her handsome hunk behind. Maybe she'd seen me watching his great looking ass earlier. She was such a great friend. If one of us had been born a boy, I'm sure we would have become great lovers. Of course, even if something like that were possible, I doubted Becky wanted to be a boy any more than I did.
The continued failure of the handsome young hunk to return was annoying. There was no way he could have left without me seeing him. I was beginning to think he might have fallen in. Some guys were just clumsy that way. However, there was no way I was going into the men's room to look for him. Just the idea of going in someplace so foreign made me shudder.
Hunk or not, I decided the dumb jerk was on his own.
I was leaving. I didn't need this stupid shit.
Just as I reached the door, it opened. "Hi, handsome. Where have you been the past couple of weeks?" I didn't actually remember his name, but that didn't seem to bother him. He wasn't quite the hunk that stupid jerk hiding out in the bathroom was, but I wouldn't throw him out of my bed either.
"How ya doing, babe?"
I suddenly felt like screaming. I sure as hell didn't know why. Before I could do anything, a pair of strong arms were wrapped around me and a juicy pair of lips were pressed firmly against mine. This promised to be a lot more fun than waiting around for the return of that damn loser.
The End