Takes place when both Wolverine and Lord Voldemort were alive.
Chapter 1
Secret
“You wanted to see me, Charles?” Logan grumbled as he walked in. Charles was by the window staring out at the children in the yard trying to master their powers in a rousing game Storm had conjured up. Kitty was helping out.
“Come in,” Charles answered as he rolled over to greet Logan and then closed the door to the study.
“No Jean and Scott?”
“At this time, no. Please, sit,” he said to Logan who completely ignored him and helped himself to some scotch from one of the bottles resting on the corner table. He took a healthy swig before he turned his attention back to Charles.
“Guess you don’t want to get your prized students’ hands dirty?”
“Your skills are more appropriate for this mission,” he said as he handed Logan a black and white photo.
“A bit old school,” Wolverine teased as he examined the picture. It was of a figure in a hooded cloak leaving a rather large office building. He had this eerie glow around him.
“The man in that picture cannot be photographed by digital devices. This was taken by a very old camera.”
“Who is he?”
“Voldemort—an incredibly powerful wizard.”
“Sounds like that’s Stephen Strange’s cup of tea,” Logan joked as he tossed the photo aside.
“I’m afraid Voldemort’s magics are on another level. He could possibly be the most dangerous being we’ve ever faced.”
“And you want me to go after him rather than Cap or Tony Stark. Why?” Logan asked as he moved close to the Professor.
“Your healing ability can withstand almost any attack—even a magical one,” Charles said as he rolled towards the window again.
“And yet he’s so powerful you want me to do this alone?”
“Because…”
“Because, why, Charles?”
“Because you’re the only one that won’t hesitate to kill him.”
“Deep down that’s all you ever see me as,” Logan snapped as he finished off his scotch. “A cold-blooded killer. I’m no better than scum like Frank Castle, right Charles? You can’t deny that I…”
Logan ceased to speak and was suddenly as stiff as a board.
“I’m sorry to do this to you old friend. Rest easy.”
Chapter 2
Awake
Logan’s eyes fluttered open. He looked around and knew right away he was down in the X-basement—in the lab lying in some bed.
“What the…my voice?” Logan gasped as he grabbed his throat. As he looked down, he saw a slender, smooth hand. He bolted up to take a closer look, but felt this incredible weight on his chest. He looked down at the blanket covering two mounds sticking out. “Fuck! Charles! What in Gods name did you do to…”
He couldn’t utter another word as he stared at himself in the mirror. Looking back was this very feminine female version of him. She had long raven black hair, full lips a button nose. This can’t be happening. He screamed at the top his lungs as he leaped out of bed and shattered the mirror with his adamantium blades. Looking down he saw he was totally naked. His breasts were so huge and firm while his tummy was taut with a bit of curve to it. But what really got to him was this little pussy with a wisp of hair. He barely touched the area, and this surge of tingles shot right through him. Why did Charles want him to be a…
“Hello Logan,” the professor’s voice echoed in his mind.
“Fuck you, Charles! Why am I a…”
“I told you Voldemort’s magic is on a whole other level than we’ve ever dealt with. Because of that, Voldemort would see Wolverine coming a mile away. That’s why you can’t be you. Sure he’ll figure out you’re his enemy, but he won’t know your true power. And that is the only element of surprise we have left I’m afraid. Please don’t hate me, old friend.”
Chapter 3
Flight
“Ma’am? Would you like anything more to…”
“I’ll have another tiny bottle of this booze,” Logan interrupted her as he handed the stewardess an empty bottle. As he did, he could see a few male passengers eying his chest. This is going to take some getting used to.
“I’ll have another water, thanks,” the man seated next to Logan said in a British accent. With one sniff Logan could tell he had a hernia operation recently. As the stewardess walked on Logan sat back and stared into nothingness. Regardless of his newfound sexuality, he was still grappling with what Charles asked him to do. Kill another human being. As he sighed his boobs ballooned out which definitely got the attention of the man next to him.
“I’m sorry, but I have to ask,” the man sheepishly said as he stared at Logan’s smooth face.
“Yeah?” Logan grumbled.
“Are you related to Wolverine? You look just like um him, except you’re a woman.” Logan just let one of his claws poke through his skin. The man’s eyes widened.
“Does that answer your question, bub?”
“Wow. You’re a superhero?”
“I guess.”
“Um, if you don’t mind me asking, why are you flying coach to London?”
“I do mind,” Logan muttered as he swirled the remnants of his drink in his cup. He would have gladly dealt with Scott droning on about something on the Blackbird rather than to be stuck flying this way—but this was a solo mission.
“So um have you ever met…”
“Iron Man? Yeah, Tony is truly an ass.”
“Actually I was going to ask you about Alpha Flight. I read Wolverine spent some time up north with them. I always had a thing for Snowbird.”
“I dated her.”
“Really? I um didn’t know she’s a lesbian.”
“None of your business,” Logan snarled and got up. As he walked to the back of the plane people kept staring at the wiggle in his bottom. He felt the urge to claw one of the empty seats, but didn’t. Instead, he waited for the bathroom to be vacant. Right as the door opened a young blonde muscular man walked out. When he saw Logan, he dragged him in the bathroom. Before Logan could talk the man leaned in and kissed him. Their lips locked as he felt their tongues touch and…
“Stop. I’m not…I don’t like guys! I think,” Logan snapped as he leaned in and kissed him one more time. Something about this blonde guy he couldn’t resist. He was just so…
“So, you are the American hell bent on meeting me,” the man muttered in a surprisingly deep old raspy voice as his eyes glowed.
“Voldemort?”
“And who am I speaking with?”
“You can call me Carol fucking Danvers. I’m looking forward to seeing you in the flesh,” Logan whispered in a way he wanted to be menacing but came out like this odd sexy coo.
“Likewise,” the guy smiled and then closed is eyes. When the man reopened his eyes, he had a shocked look. “What the hell are you doing in here?! Stewardess!”
Chapter 4
Visit
“What is it, Gwendolyn? I told you I was not to be disturbed while…” Lucius Malfoy suddenly had lost all power of speech as he watched his administrative assistant collapse to the floor just from the touch of Voldemort.
“Please, don’t get up Lucius. I assure you she’s not dead. I just prefer we speak alone. I promise all the people in this building will awake once I leave.” Lucius glanced out his office and was shocked to see collapsed bodies all over the floor.
“My Lord, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” he said while trying his best to control the tremble in his voice.
“Scotch.”
“Excuse me?”
Voldemort said nothing and walked to the corner of the office where Lucius kept fine spirits for clients. He helped himself to a glass of a double malt scotch. As he took a sip a smile slowly crept onto his face. An emotion Lucius was not used to seeing much from the dark lord.
“Don’t look so surprised Lucius. Butterbeer was never my cup of tea. Oh did I tell you I’ve met a new type of muggle?”
“My Lord?”
“Actually he is not quite a muggle. In the colonies they refer to them as mutants and superheroes,” Voldemort said while taking a generous sip of his drink. “Mmm, that is very good. I shall have to get a bottle. So have you heard of these type of individuals, Lucius?”
“No my Lord I…” Before Lucius could finish his sentence, Voldemort was right in his face. He could smell the scotch on his breath mixed with the stench of serpent.
“You are not doing your job.”
“My Lord I have been nothing but loyal.”
“I need more from you. This person has come here to kill me, and I’m quite sure there are more like her. What I need from you Lucius is your reach.”
“My…”
“A list of all of these power-laced muggles. I then shall do the rest. You think you can do that?” Voldemort muttered as he held Lucius by the jaw.
“Yes, of course, my Lord. I shall get to work on it at once.”
“Good," Voldemort muttered while letting go of Lucius.” I shall take my leave then…and this bottle of scotch. Oh and Lucius?”
“Yes?”
“Don’t disappoint me.”
Chapter 5: Card
"Wow! I still can’t believe Charles did this to you. Oh, and you’re welcome for saving your um rather nicely shaped…”
“Watch it bub!” Logan snapped at Tony Stark. He sadly was a lot better looking to him now. Not that he’d let him know that.
“You're are just lucky I was in Paris with um...a…Ms. Someone. I think she has a Z in her name. Maybe a..."
"How’s Pepper doing?"
"Wouldn't know. She hasn't talked to me. Maybe Happy knows."
"Maybe you should call her instead of..."
"Hey. I'm not the issue here, Logan-ette. You're the one playing mile high club with a complete stranger in the bathroom—there is something Freudian in that. And by the way, the Avengers card you used at airport security has expired…by four years," Tony grumbled as he tossed the card on the bar.
"Barkeep. I'll have another shot and my friend here will have a..."
"Club soda," Tony added. "Did you know I managed to create a liquid compound that makes any beverage taste like bourbon?"
"Really?"
"Well no. I mean yes, I invented it. But right now the taste is a cross between cotton candy and wet skunk."
"Ate skunk. Chewy."
"Why are you in London, Logan? Let me rephrase, why are you in London alone, Logan?"
"Business."
"Really? So if I call Charles, he'll vouch for you? By the way, does he actually have a phone or does he just stick with the mind thing? Can he text with..."
"Nice seeing you Tony. Say hi to Clint for me," Logan grumbled and then did his shot.
"We're not done here. Technically you're under my custody. So maybe we could have dinner and…"
"Thanks for the drink," Logan muttered. As he started to get up, Tony grabbed his shoulder. "Hey bub, you better..."
"Uh oh. You better get these people out of the bar. NOW Logan!"
"Why?"
"Someone is controlling my armor. Ahhhh!"
Chapter 6: Control
Logan managed to grab a couple sitting by the window and shielded them just as Tony’s armor covered him and shot a repulsor beam that smashed the front of the bar. Glass and wood splinters littered the street.
“Get out of the way!” Logan yelled as he ran to a crowd that had gathered to watch. He felt a bit off having these huge boobs that actually jiggled.
“Protocol five beta one!” Tony yelled which seemed to stop the suit.
“Tony!” Logan yelled as he ran over to him. “Are you…ahhh!”
With one punch Logan was hurled across the street into a car stuck in traffic.
“Hey! Wanka! What the hell are you…whoa!” the man screamed and jumped out just as a beam split his car in two. Iron Man was now out of the bar. People were getting out of their cars and running down the street. It was pure chaos.
“Tony! You in control yet?!” Logan shouted from behind a lamppost that Iron Man’s beam destroyed with one shot. “Guess that answers that question.”
Before Logan could get up, Iron Man tossed a garbage can in his direction. Logan dived right into it slicing the can in two. Just as he landed, Iron Man shot another beam that sent him hurling through a store window. He was cut and bleeding bad. But he’d heal. His main concern was stopping Iron Man before he did any damage to…
“Help!” someone screamed. Logan swung around and saw Tony had picked up a cab with people in it. He looked like he was going to toss them into a crowd of people.
“Five one beta! Now!” Tony screamed and suddenly the suit froze. “Hey Logan! Gonna need you to take me out buddy. Go for my right upper…Aaahhh”
Logan jumped right at Iron Man and stabbed him with his claw…deep, causing the armor to shut down and collapse to the ground. Logan caught the cab and helped the people out just before it burst into flames.
“TONY! Logan screamed as he ran back over and dragged him out of the fiery mess. Tony's shoulder was bleeding badly. He was also unconscious, but still breathing. Suddenly Iron Man’s wrist started to glow, and a hologram of Jarvis appeared.
“Um, Miss Logan! A Quinjet is on the way. I’m reading all of Master Stark’s vital functions are stable.”
“Good! I think he’s…”
“Hey Carol Danvers!” someone screamed. He looked up and saw a woman standing there pointing a gun to her own head.
“Follow me, or I kill this muggle!”
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Chapter 7: Different
They locked eyes. From the look of her glowing-glance, he knew that Voldemort had yet another minion under his spell.
“Out of the way!” Logan yelled as he weaved through the crowd. His new-found fleshy additions were jiggling the whole time. He wanted to change into his superhero outfit that was redesigned for his feminine curves, but he didn’t want to give away the one advantage he had over…
“So you’re an actual mutant, no?” the woman questioned as she finally stopped in some dark, dingy alley. She was young. Early twenties. She still had the gun pointed firmly at the base of her skull, so Wolverine had no chance of stopping her.
“Leave her alone! I’m the one you want!” Logan shouted. “Or, is this your super power? Hiding behind defenseless people.”
Logan heard nothing and then suddenly the woman just vanished. He swung around, and that’s when he saw him…well he wasn’t sure if it was a man. It was just a figure in an oversized cloak.
“There, is that better?” the shadowy figure called out. He had this weird animal-like sound to his voice. Logan said nothing as he walked slowly towards the figure. His claws slowly sliced through his skin. “My…my…my…you are an interesting creature, Ms. Carol Danvers. And annoying too. Are you sure you’re not related to Harry Potter?”
“Name’s not Carol. It’s Logan. Don’t know no Harry?”
“Harry Potter?” Logan said nothing and shot Voldemort a confused look. “You’ve honestly never heard of Harry Potter? Lightning scar on his forehead. Annoying twit.”
“No.”
“Hogwarts student,” Voldemort said as he stood there stunned.
“What’s a Hogwart?”
“Dear God woman, everyone knows about Harry Potter—even in the states. And what kind of name for a woman is Logan?”
“Most people know me as Wolverine,” Logan said as he crept closer to the hooded figure.
“Like the animal?”
“No, like the leader of the X-men! I'm an Avenger with Iron Man and Captain America.”
“Are those names supposed to mean something to…” Voldemort ceased to speak as Logan lunged at him. He was too quick for him to retrieve his wand and…
“AAAAHHHH!” Logan screamed as he flew right through the figure and slammed into a brick wall. “I thought you were going to show yourself?!”
“I did. You went through me, Wolfman!”
“Wolverine!” Logan screamed as he dived right through Voldemort and this time landed in a puddle. “Seriously, stop doing…”
“I’m not doing…wait…you’re not from around here, are you,” Voldemort pondered as he moved closer to Wolverine.
“London?”
“No. My universe,” Voldemort said as he laughed a bit. "That's why we both can't touch each other."
"Ya think?" Wolverine grumbled as he slowly got up.
“So, if we’re from different worlds then how did you know about me?”
“Someone took a picture of you—in my world.”
“You got that half right mate,” a voice called out from the shadows. Both Wolverine and Voldemort swung around to see a man in a long, light brown trench coat walking towards them. He was smoking a cigarette.
“And who might you be?” Voldemort hissed.
“The name is John. John Constantine.”
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What if you could fly? You, know, be a kick-ass superhero whenever you want. That's what happened to college freshman Ned. Though, here's the catch--every time he uses his powers he turns into a woman. Still want to be that superhero?
Chapter 1
Study
“You ever think an actual girl would come in here by accident and get naked with me? Scratch that, just kiss me,” my ultra horny roommate Jack lamented.
“Are you looking for an honest answer or one based on empirical data?” I muttered while not even bothering to look up from my advanced physics book.
“Are you seriously going to study on a Saturday?!”
“Seeing as I have a test on Monday, that is the idea. Well that, and I have to be in the lab tonight.”
“No,” Jack said as he got up a grabbed the book from me. That’s the one thing I hate about being a freshman—the randomness of roommates. I got stuck with Jack Barnice. Since his dad went here and made a sizeable donation, Jack pretty much breezed in. He’s nice enough. He just has zero worth ethic. Case in point.
“Give it back.”
“No.”
“Seriously, it’s not funny.”
“I know. Dude, I’m helping you. Years from now when you’re stuck in some lab researching feminine products.”
“That’s where you imagine I’ll be? Nothing to do with cancer research? NASA?”
“I’m just saying wherever you go—you'll want to look back on this life fondly, no?”
“Yes, like having obtained a perfect GPA.”
“No. Like hooking up with Janet.”
“Janet?”
“Chick down the hall. Huge tits? Cheerleader? Did I mention she has huge tits?”
“Is there a point in all this Jack?”
“Yes. Tonight, we are going to that huge frat party on Water St. And I’m not taking no for an answer. I’m serious Ned.”
If I had just said no, my life would have never become a complete nightmare.
Chapter 2
Party
“Seriously, it’s my turn to man the telescope at the lab tonight,” I grumbled as we walked towards the frat house with two kegs of beer out on the front porch. A group of guys wearing the same shirts were holding a skinny guy over one keg while people cheered.
“Please, don’t bring up those blue sunspots again. I’m sick of hearing about that pointless crap,” Jack muttered as he waved to a guy dry heaving in the bushes.
“You know him?”
“He’s in my Modern Western Civ class. He’s a sophomore.”
“He looks like he might need medical attention. Is that blood?”
“Nah—looks like Red Bull. All good. C’mon, this way,” Jack called out as we went around the porch towards the back.
“Why don’t we go through the front?”
“’Cause we sorta weren’t invited. But it’s cool. I know a ton of people who are crashing.”
“Name one.”
“Whatever, jerk.”
“Jackie boy! Sup man!” a huge monster of a guy yelled as he came over and literally hoisted Jack up in the air and then dropped him.
“See? I know people,” Jack whispered to me as he self-adjusted his back. “Um, Brad, this is my roommate, Ned.”
“Hey,” he said as he shook my hand so hard, he almost tore my arm off. “You guys see the mosh foam pit they got going?”
“Lead the way,” Jack called out as we followed Brad.
The backyard was pure madness. Toilet paper littered the trees. There was this wooden makeshift bar with crowds of people doing shots. Among them was Janet. Not that I’d admit it to Jack, but I actually did like her quite a bit. She might be a cheerleader, but she’s also a chem major. I’ve seen her in the lab a few times. She’s actually quite…
“Dude! Check it out!” Jack yelled as he punched me in the shoulder. It was an old in ground pool with no water. Foamy soap covered the entire floor. Students were dancing, slamming against one another and making out. “Fuck, that chick is totally topless. C’mon let’s…”
“Are you fucking serious? Turn the fucking game on!” someone screamed from the center part of the yard. I looked over and saw they were crowded around a big flat screen TV. Our school is division one, so sports are a big draw. Tonight was some big rival game I had no interest in.
“Again, if you’re just tuned in we are about to go live to a press conference from NASA about the blue solar flares,” a newscaster said.
“Dude, where are you going?!” Brad yelled from the edge of the pit. But I barely heard him. I was trying to get closer to the TV. Crowds of reporters were in front of NASA.
“Again, we’ve been informed that these blue solar flares are no cause for alarm. They are just a natural occurrence that…”
“F that!” the student grumbled as he turned the TV off. The crowd started to dissipate and head towards the mosh pit. I quickly fished for my phone to see if I could get more info, but I had no signal. Odd.
“Dude, are you coming or what?!” Jack yelled. He already had foam on his head.
“I don’t really think…”
“Ahhhh!!!!” I heard someone scream. I turned around and saw a woman on the ground having a seizure.
Oh God, it’s Janet.
Chapter 3
Help
Without thinking, I ran right over to the crowd. No one was doing anything but just watching Janet shake on the ground.
“Someone call nine one one!” I yelled. The girl who I remember seeing with Janet one time fished for her phone and dialed. “Everyone move back!”
I started getting in front of the crowd and motioning them to move. As I did, I glanced back and saw Janet had stopped shaking. I quickly grabbed a towel, placed it under her head, and turned her on her left side. She was breathing normally, but still not conscious.
“I got her some water…at least I think it’s water,” one of the stoned party hosts said as he came over to me. Before I could answer, we heard sirens, and the paramedics came rushing in the backyard. Most of the students got so spooked they started to take off. It was a bit chaotic with half-naked people full of foam sprinting out of the pit. I shielded Janet until the paramedics weaved through the crowd to us.
“She had a seizure,” I said as I went up to the taller paramedic guy who was setting up the stretcher.
“Did anyone come with her tonight?” the other paramedic asked the crowd. The girl who dialed nine one one nodded. She looked seriously spooked. “Do you know if your friend…”
“Janet,” she muttered. She seemed like she was in shock.
“Do you know If Janet is on any medication?”
“I…I’ve never seen her taking anything,” she said.
“Is that her bag?” the paramedic asked as he checked Janet’s pulse. From what I could see, her breathing seemed normal.
“Um yeah.”
“Could you please see if she has any medication?” Right away she fished through the bag.
“No pills,” she said as she handed them the bag.
“Has she ever had a seizure like this before?”
“I um don’t know. I don’t…think…so.”
“Did she have anything to drink?”
“I think she had a beer and shot?” the girl sheepishly answered.
“You think medication combined with a depressant could have caused this?” I asked the paramedic who was moving the stretcher underneath her.
“Maybe. You pre-med?” the paramedic asked.
“Science major. Janet’s actually in my classes.”
“Good enough. You’re riding with us. If she has another seizure, I might need some help stabilizing her. Okay on three, we lift her. Now!”
Chapter 4
Drive
I had been in an ambulance only once before when my mom had…
“Could you hand me that?!” the paramedic yelled to me over the blaring siren. I looked over and saw the medical bag and handed it to him. We were both in the back while the other paramedic was driving to the hospital.
“One Five! One Five! Got a seized male down on Bradbury! Can you take it?” someone squawked on their radio.
“Negative! We got a girl, college age. We’re bringing in. Over,” the driver answered. “Christ that’s the fourth one tonight.”
“Were they all at college parties?” I asked the paramedic.
“No. These were adults, and I think a…"
"What the fuck?!” the driver shouted.
“What?” the paramedic yelled and then had a stunned expression. I looked up just in time to see this blue light coming at us and…
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Please note: I had accidentally put chapters 3 & 4 on part 1. So if you still haven’t read those yet, you might want to go back.
Chapter 5
“There are some out there calling the Blue Event an act of terrorism. How do you respond to that senator?”
“Well, I have denounced that preposterous story on several occasions. And so have leaders around the world. What happened was simply a Potentia Eu Eclipse. Sorry, science community. I hope I didn’t butcher that pronunciation. But what it essentially means is that all of those blue sunspots collectively blacked the sun out.”
“Knocking out the power. ‘Causing people to black out.”
“Yes. Again, there has been a rather detailed scientific explanation published in the Times. Rest assured the blue sunspots have since vanished. And weeks later life is back to normal with no…let me repeat that…no residual side effects. In fact, the government has just released a study that …”
CLICK!
“Why did you shut that off?” I asked Jack who had not left the couch all morning.
“Dude, for weeks that’s all that’s on TV.”
“Well, it was a worldwide occurrence.”
“I’m just sick of hearing about all of this Blue Event shit—well except for the new Blue shot special at Hanley’s Bar. Have you seen the bartender there? She is so fucking hot.”
“How’s that rash you had. Do you think the…”
“It wasn’t from the blue light. Turns out there was poison ivy in the mosh pit” Jack mumbled and started swiping through his phone. “What’s in the package? Cookies from Grandma?”
“Um, no. Just dehydrated soy bars I’m using for my latest experiment that deals with…”
“Boring,” Jack interrupted and then went back to looking at his phone. “Fuck. I don’t have class ‘til one. I think I’ll go masturbate.”
Chapter 6
Jack’s door was shut. So depending on his visual selection, I’d have about thirty minutes to spare. He likes to take his time.
I walked right into the bathroom and locked the door. I placed the package on the sink and just stared at myself. This is crazy. I still can’t believe it happened. I mean every media outlet claims the blue light was harmless. And yet, at 3:32 am two nights ago my world got turned upside down for approximately 5.8 seconds.
I placed my hands on the sink counter and took a deep breath. Maybe I was just dreaming. I stared at the mirror and thought about the dream. I was actually hooking up with someone from my science class, only it wasn’t Janet. His name is Steve. He’s a science major, but he also plays lacrosse. In the dream, we were working late on a project alone. He had on this tight tee that rode up on the sleeves so I could see his well-defined arm muscles. As I stared at him, I caught Steve peeking down my shirt at my…breasts? In the dream I actually had boobs. I could feel the weight of them.
“Eyes up here,” I teased.
“Oh, I wasn’t…”
“Whatever,” I sarcastically mumbled as I went back to work on the lab assignment.
“So, I was thinking..."
"About?" I whispered while shooting him my best coy glance.
"Um, once we finish up maybe we could um grab a cup of coffee at the student union.”
“Maybe,” I cooed as I continued to stare into his piercing blue eyes.
“You got a strand of hair in your face,” he whispered as he brushed away my long blonde hair. His fingertips gently touched my cheek. We were so close now. My heart was racing. I felt his fingers trail down to the nape of my neck. I wanted to kiss him so…
“Oh my GOD!” I yelled as I stared in the mirror. I was her again. How the hell is this…
BANG! BANG!
“Ned! Are you going to be in the bathroom all day?!”
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Chapter 7
Soy
“Seriously, dude!” Jack yelled. I was so startled I felt this odd shiver shoot through my body and in a split second I was me…male me again. How did I…
“C’mon!" Jack grumbled as he pounded on the door. "I'm going to be late for…class?"
"Um, the bathroom is yours," I mumbled as I slowly walked out holding my package.
"What were you doing in there so long? Jerking off in the shower?”
“No, just um...flossing.”
“With your soy bars?”
“Yes, I…” As I glanced up, I saw a shirtless Jack standing there. When did his chest get so defined? He has this chiseled body with muscles all over his…
"Dude, could you move out of the way? I gotta hop in the shower."
"Yes, um, sure....yes…you go shower," I stammered as I found myself glancing down at his boxers. What am I…
"Yes, they are hearts."
"Um, excuse me?"
"My boxers. I saw you looking and judging. Hey, you okay? You look all red in the face,” Jack innocently asked as he went to put his muscular arm around me, but I immediately moved away. I felt these tingles start to…
“I um need to check my soy,” I stammered as I ran right to my room and slammed the door. Just as I locked it, I felt even more tingly like before when I was about to...no, no, no, no. Sadly my mental pleas didn’t help. I ran to my mirror just in time to see long blonde hair cascade down my shoulders. Immediately my t-shirt fabric started to be strained in the chest area as two familiar mounds begin to rise and take shape. In a few seconds, my budding breasts quickly expanded into way more than a handful. My boobs got so big my shirt actually lifted up, and I could see my new taut tummy with a bit of a feminine curve. My boxers too became tight in the… ”I have a butt?”
I contorted myself, so I could get a better look at my curvaceous bottom. It was cute, pert and...oh God. It looks like a college cheerleader’s butt. As I moved slightly, it did this sexy wiggle. I also noticed the front on my boxers now clung to my crotch area since my butt stretched the back out. But what totally scared me was something was absent now. My manhood was gone! I took a deep breath and started to glance down, but as I did a clump of long blonde hair fell over my face. Ugh, how do women deal with this? I brushed my blonde wavy locks aside as I pulled down my boxers and looked in the mirror. There in front of me, I saw the same beautiful blonde with full, pouty lips gasping at the sight of her...my… hairless womanhood. I have a vagina. A pussy?! It was so smooth with this wisp of blonde hair. No. No. This can’t be…
“Hey, Ned! I’m done in the bathroom. I gotta run! You can go back to flossing if you want! Later!”
Chapter 8
Longer
Even after Jack startled me again and slammed the door, I was still her…a woman. I was elated and terrified all at once. Will I be able to change back again? Am I woman for good, now? No. You can control this. Deep breaths. I closed my eyes and tried to recall some yoga exercises. I just breathed deep and…
“I’m still fucking her! No!” I gasped as I gazed at this sexy blonde in the mirror that now had a nervous look on her face. I then glanced at my phone. Five minutes had passed. Noooo. I just sighed which made my boobs literally strain my t-shirt fabric even more. My breasts had to be well beyond a D cup or...oh God, I have to wear a bra now? No, calm down. You'll think of a... “Mmmm.”
I cooed as I cupped my massive mounds of flesh. They were so sensitive to the touch. It immediately made me think of my dream about Steve. Being this sexy, flirty siren that he wanted to…
“No! Stop!” I got up and paced which made my boobs jiggle. How the hell do I stop them from…mmmm. They felt so good when I cupped them. I can't believe I'm actually getting to second base off of myself. No, this isn't right. I turned away from the mirror, but as I did, I caught a glimpse of my pert rear again. It had so much shape to it my shorts had practically ridden up my butt. Out of nowhere, I gave it a little spank as I shot myself a coy smile in the mirror.
“Steve. Seriously? Stop checking me out," I teased my reflection in this flirty voice. I then slowly moved towards the mirror and leaned in revealing my ample cleavage. Me being in this body was not just affecting me physically, but mentally. I was finding it extremely difficult to resist exploring this new me. I thought about Steve again—taking me right on the lab table. As I gazed at my reflection, I started to gently fondle my breasts. They looked so big in my tiny delicate hands. I imagined Steve plunging his face into my cleavage. Tonguing my nipples. Tweaking them. It felt so good. I fell back on the bed and lifted my shirt off to reveal my milky white mounds. I felt so free. Like this wild spirit was awakened. I kept fondling my tits with one hand as my other hand slowly crept down underneath my shorts. I took a deep breath as my finger circled the area. My pussy. I was aching for it, so I slipped my fingertip in...deep. In and out I went. The feeling was a zillion times better than stroking myself. Mmmmm....I started to feel tingling all over thinking about Steve's cock inside of me. I thrust my finger in deep and literally saw stars. I had to grip the bed sheet from the intensity of pleasure that was surging through me. I let out a squeal as I imagined Steve’s naked muscular body positioned on top of my tight body. Thrusting. Having his way with me. Oooh...playing with my huge tits. Grabbing my ass and drawing me closer until I…"Ooooh, yes! YES!”
I squealed at the top of my lungs as my thighs started to quiver. I was experiencing my very first climax as a woman. It was so intense. My pulse raced as I shouted again and then this blissful calmness overcame me. After a few moments, I glanced over at my phone. I've officially been a woman for over thirty minutes. Hmmm.
Time to open the package.
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Chapter 9
Package
I got up and looked in the mirror. Before I did anything, I needed to know. Could change back? If being aroused got me into this female form, maybe the opposite was true to turn back to old me. I just stared at my reflection, which was immediately a mistake. She…I’m…literally the most beautiful woman I’ve seen close up. I mean look at those full lips, the rosy cheeks and…OKAY…this isn’t helping. I shut my eyes and tried to think of absolutely anything that wouldn’t get me aroused. Pancakes. Mmmm…dripping with melted butter. Hot maple syrup I can feel being poured all over my body as Steve tongue kisses my…FINE…no pancakes. Again, I tried to clear my head and think of anything non-sexual bordering on disgusting and…got it! Our fridge. Jack has yet to throw out any of the moldy takeout containers he ordered from…ahhhh!
I opened my eyes and saw the changes happen in an instant. My chest shrunk, my facial features became hard looking and my lean, tight body slowly morphed back to scrawny, ordinary looking me. I never really had any issues with my looks. Sure, I’m the quintessential dork. But physical appearances pale in comparison to intelligence and grade point average. When I’m her, I still feel the same, but also different. Looks do matter. Not in a shallow way. But I like the idea of making a guy feel butterflies in his tummy with just one glance. I also wouldn’t mind exploring a hard, well-defined…mmmm.
I took a deep breath, and right away my body morphed back to my female self—even faster this time. My chest ballooned out as my butt became shapely, while blonde hair cascaded down my shoulders. By the time I exhaled, I was staring at my full lips and smooth, flawless skin. I grabbed the package and placed it on the bed. Since I’ve only been a woman for less than a week, I figured I’d order something I could pull off with minimal effort—dark blue leggings and a sports bra. I also bought some very feminine looking panties. My goal was to create a well-planned accidental meeting with Steve. He’s a gym rat and is there most afternoons. I just have to run into him, there. But first I need to look the part.
I chose the black lacy panties first. I stepped in and slowly pulled up the frilly unmentionable up my legs. The material felt so foreign yet alluring to me. Not to mention it was weird pulling it up by my crotch and feeling nothing. I just wanted to touch my…NO! If I keep exploring myself I’m never going to leave.
I grabbed the leggings and stepped into them. The extremely tight spandex material hugged my every curve. I turned towards the mirror and gave my shapely bottom a playful little wiggle and then a little love tap. I even did a few lunges to show off my firm things, but stopped before I got too aroused. Now for the last part—I flung off my tee revealing my huge chest. How the hell am I going to squeeze the twins into this teeny tiny sports bra? Impossible. But women with even bigger chests do this every day. I just took a deep breath and slipped it over my head. It was so much tighter than any top I was used to wearing. The biggest challenge was getting this spandex material over my boobs. I had to stretch as far as it would go. By the third try, I managed to do it. I then started fiddling with the bra to make sure my boobs fit right. Fortunately, the bra came with a zipper, so I was able to unzip it a bit—causing my cleavage to spill out. The bad news is it pinched a lot. The good news is the twins stayed in place without a lot of jiggling. I took one last look in the mirror and did a little sexy twirl. I could just imagine Steve taking one look at me and…NO! I can’t go out half naked. What am I thinking? I slipped on one of my oversized tees and then before I could second guess the leggings I ran out the door.
This should be interesting.
Chapter 10
Meeting
Even though the twins were locked in place, there still wound up being a fair amount of jiggling. It wouldn't have been so bad, except for the fact that each time my boobs bounced male eyes would dart in my direction. I went from being the invisible wallflower to the center of attention overnight. Crazy. I walked towards the campus gym where all the jocks worked out. I went in there once to try and used the treadmill but quickly felt inadequate seeing guys benching three hundred cajillion pounds. I couldn't do that now, but something tells me I wouldn't have that same problem. As I walked in the stench of sweat and manhood wafted through the air. There were some ladies, but mostly it was filled with guy athletes on sports teams. I looked around but couldn't find...
"Can I help you?" an extremely tone gentleman standing at the front desk asked me.
"Oh um, I just want to work out," I said in my chirpy voice I still could believe was coming out of my mouth.
"Great. All I need is a college ID and for you to sign here," he said as he held out a clipboard. I froze. I couldn't show him my male ID. Hell, my name didn't even match me, now. "If you forgot your ID, all I need is a..."
"See. Here's the thing. My cousin goes to this school. So I was wondering if I could maybe use the treadmill for only a few..."
"Sorry this gym is for students only," he said as he shot me a semi-official stare while quickly glancing down at my body. Hmmm. Slowly I leaned in and pressed myself against the counter, which caused my cleavage to practically spill out of my top. I then took a deep breath, and my breasts jutted out even more. He was totally looking down my shirt now.
"Honestly, I just want to get a pre-run workout out in before I hit the track. You know, just to stretch out my legs," I said as I ran my fingers down my skintight blue leggings. As I moved, I caught him eying my pert little butt. This is kinda fun. "So, do you think you could..."
"First treadmill on the left, but only for twenty minutes," he muttered as he looked around.
"Thank you so much," I said as I gently touched his hand. He then adjusted his pants a bit as he…oh my GOD! Does he actually have a hard-on now?
I avoided focusing on it and quickly went to the treadmill. It's amazing. Even on a semi-slow speed level, I would’ve had been winded. Now I’m barely breaking a sweat. This is...
"Lacrosse! Football squads—back on the field!" a coach yelled and then blew his whistle. All the jocks started heading towards the side door to go to the fields. How the hell am I gonna meet him, now, while he’s being herded like cattle? I quickly got off the treadmill and followed the men. As I got near the door, I caught a glimpse Steve, but he was too far away. So I weaved through the...
"Hey!" I snapped. Some guy had squeezed my ass. As I looked around for the ass squeezer in question I found no one—and Steve was pulling away. Screw it. I ran to the side. All the guys stared at me. One even yelled something out at me, which caused me to stop—right near Steve. Here's my chance to...
"LOOK OUT!" someone screamed. I heard a loud scraping sound and looked up. A steel girder from the stadium was falling towards Steve. I wanted to dive out of the way, but something inside me told me to do something very different. Run.
Out of nowhere I took off at blinding speed and pushed Steve out of the way just as the girder crashed down. Steve had this shocked look as he stared right at me.
"Wow. You just saved my..."
I didn't even wait to hear the rest of it. I just took off again at a super fast speed away from everyone. By the time I stopped, I was halfway across campus. What the hell did I just do? How is that even...
"Hey!" a somewhat familiar voice called out. I looked up, and a person in a hoodie was almost right next to me. Just before I was about to take off, the person removed her...my God, it's Janet. I couldn't believe it. She was out of the hospital. I had tried to see her that night and for days after, but she refused to see me or anyone else—which kinda upset me since I sorta saved her... "I saw what you did."
Before I could say anything, she fully removed the hood, revealing her hair had turned gray, almost white. What the hell? Again, that feeling inside was telling me to get away.
"Look I'm sorry, but I think you confused me with someone else. I have to…"
"I'm not confused at all. Ned. You need to come with me now."
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Chapter 11
Meds
"Look, I'm not sure who Ned is, but I really have to..."
"You saved my life that night at the party."
"Party?"
"Anyone ever tell you you're a horrible liar, Ned? You're gonna have to work on that. Trust me. Anyhow, I never thanked you. I'm sorry for that," Janet said as she looked around us while nervously twitching.
"Seriously, I'm not who you think I..."
"I see you got the package. Nice fit. Personally, I would have gone with red, but the meds they pumped me with kicked in and..."
"What are you talking about, Janet?! I ordered this outfit. Me," I blurted out for some odd reason, which totally blew my cover.
"See that boy walking by?"
"Why are you whispering?"
“Hammerhead957. His post is the one that goes viral.”
"What happened to you, Janet?” I asked as I tried to gently take her hand, but she immediately pulled away.
"Don't fucking touch me!"
"Fine. No one is touching you. I just want to help you…”
“No,” Janet snapped as she looked away.
“Look, you came to see me. Just tell me what happened after you had the seizure. The medic said the others also…”
"I…we...didn't have seizures. It was a wake-up call that turned us into this.”
“This, what?”
“Canaries, in a very fucked up coal mine."
"What do you mean wake up call?” I persisted. Janet didn't answer me. Instead, she just continued to look around us. “Seriously, Janet, what do you mean by…”
“Blue gave gifts to some, to others a curse…oh fuck! Mint Jello time.”
“What are you…” Before I could finish my question, she held her hands to her ears and started mumbling. I tried to comfort her, but again Janet backed away.
“Chip. Chip. Chip. Chip,” she kept repeating. Before I could do anything, a crowd of students got in between us for a split second. When they left, Janet was gone.
She vanished.
Chapter 12
Fast
Am I losing my mind? I mean one second I'm talking to Janet and the next second, poof, she just disappears. How the hell did she...
“Check it out! I just saw this...”
I didn’t even wait around for the student to utter the next syllable. I just took off…fast. Usually, if I caught the bus or bummed a ride, it would take me twenty minutes. Now, just by running at this super speed, I made it home in six point two seconds.
Jack had classes, but with him you never know. I slowly unlocked the door. As soon as I saw the coast was clear, I sped into my room. Then I changed back into my male body and my clothes. Originally when it happened, I was a bit scared but excited to explore my powers. Now, all I felt is fear. Seeing that imaginary Janet made me realize these changes might be happening too fast for me to control them. I just need to take a step back. I grabbed the blue spandex outfit, tossed it in a garbage bag and left it by the door next to the huge bag of beer cans we were going to recycle for cash. Tomorrow, I’d just dump the bag in some random garbage can on campus so they’d never trace the outfit to…
“Yo! Ned! I’m home! You’re not gonna believe what happened!"
Chapter 13
Social
“Hey,” I muttered as I walked towards him. My heart was racing. I must be still shaken up about what happened. At least I hope that’s the reason.
“Were you on campus just now?”
“Um, no, I was studying here.”
“Watching the soy grow?”
“Soy?”
“The package? The bars?”
“Oh that. Turns out it was bad soy. I tossed it. So um what happened?”
“A lacrosse player almost got squashed by a metal girder that fell off the stadium," Jack said while badly pantomiming the entire incident.
"Did he um get hurt?" I nervously asked, praying no one really saw what...
"No. That's the amazing part. Get this. An honest-to-God superhero chick saved him," he gasped which caused my stomach to churn.
"No way." This is bad.
"She was running super fast. I barely saw it, but Mike texted me some pics. Check it out.” I looked at his phone, and there I was in my blue spandex outfit. Fortunately, I was moving too fast for anyone to really see my face.
"Crazy insane, right?"
"Yeah I guess...but you can barely see any..."
"Totally. Mike got some crappy pics. But check this post out. This guy recorded the whole thing," Jack said as he showed me the post. There were two videos of the entire incident. One of me going super fast and the other in super slow motion where you could see everything—including my face.
"Chick is hot, right. Check out this comment. The guy is calling her Blur Girl. Decent hero name. Fuck it. I'm definitely spanking it to her tonight," Jack proclaimed which made me feel sick and oddly aroused. "Man, this Hammerhead957 is lucky. His post has over one thousand likes and..."
"Hammerhead957?"
"Yeah. That's the guy who recorded it. Hey, Ned, you don't look too good."
"Yeah, um I think I'm going to um go to bed," I muttered as I grabbed a water and then went to my...
"What the fuck is this?"
I turned around and saw Jack picking up this tiny object from the floor near my bag of clothes. I looked closer at it and felt that familiar churning in my stomach. It was a computer chip. No! This can’t be happening.
Janet is in my head.
Chapter 14
Chip
“What the hell is this?” Jack asked as he held up the tiny sliver of metal to the light. It’s hard to believe such a minuscule thing could turn my whole life upside down. Just piecing the scenario together in my head seemed crazy. Did Janet actually control my mind? Make me order that blue outfit? And where did the microchip come from? “I wonder what would happen if I downed it with a shot of…”
“Can I see that please?” I sarcastically muttered, which thankfully resulted in Jack handing the chip over. It was shaped slightly different than other microchips I had seen. It also had a strange mark on the front I could barely make out, but it did have…
“So? What the hell is it?” Jack called out as he went to the fridge and cracked open a beer. “Is that part of your soy experiment?”
“Um yeah. I’m pretty sure it's a chip from a scanner I used to measure the growth rate,” I badly lied. But it didn't really matter. Jack had moved on to looking out the window—probably at a coed sunbathing. Which was fine ‘cause it gave me the time to nonchalantly pick up my garbage bag, toss it into my room and carefully place the chip on my desk. Like or not I now had to keep these clothes. At least ‘til I find the real Janet so she can tell me what…
“Hey! Fuck you! That’s my car asshole!” Jack yelled out the window. Before I could say anything, he sprinted out to the parking lot in his boxers. I ran to the door just in time to see him grab a piece of paper off his car windshield.
"What is it?" I asked as I poked my head out.
"I thought it was another parking ticket, but it's a stupid flyer. Hey, they're all over the place,” he said as he looked around at the other cars littered with the same piece of paper.
“What is it?”
“See for yourself,” he said as he crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and tossed it to me. “Some big Blue Day event is going on tomorrow. No fucking classes. Sweet."
Chapter 15
Underneath
I couldn’t sleep all night. I kept thinking about everything that happened and this Blue Day college event. Apparently a world-renowned speaker Doctor Brian Stuart was going to lecture us on some of the mysterious occurrences that have followed Blue Day. After the changes had happened to me, I scoured the internet but couldn’t find one weird blue-related incident. Even my stunt wasn’t big news on the net—just that one video post. But the day after it went up, poof, this doctor comes to town. I just pray he talks about some three-eyed fish from Wyoming and not some super fast woman in spandex that…
“There,” Jack said as he pointed in the direction near the stadium. We were walking to the event with all the other students. I didn’t see Steve anywhere. “That’s where I sorta saw Blur Girl. Dude, this one guy photoshopped her totally naked in a hot tub with…”
“Seriously? Fake stuff is popping up all over the place. So how do you know Hammerhead957 didn’t just add special effects to his video too?”
“Well it doesn’t matter now, it just passed one million views. Something fake would never get as many,” Jack insisted as he showed me his phone. The guy had now changed the video caption to Blur Girl’s first appearance. Me. I’m Blur Girl. NO. These powers have to be temporary. Eventually, I’ll be back to normal. I hope.
“Everyone have your backpacks out! We will be checking for alcohol before you enter the auditorium!” one of the campus security cops shouted as we got on the line.
“Jokes on them,” Jack muttered. ”I shoved a bag full of vodka down my pants. Joey is bringing orange juice.”
“Splendid. You’ll both have a real cocktail,” I muttered as looked around to see if ghost Janet was lurking anywhere. Nothing.
“Cock-tail, I get it. That’s clever, Ned,” Jack said and surprised me by slapping me on the back. OH NO. Please don't say... "Hey, why does the back of your shirt feel funny?”
Before he could grab it again, I backed away. "I'm wearing um a heating bandage for my back. I slept funny," I nervously lied. “Hey, we’re almost up. You might want to fix the liquor in your pants. It’s um sticking out."
"Of fuck," Jack said as he adjusted his pants while I did the same with my shirt. Yep. I wore the outfit underneath. With the possibility of spontaneous metal objects falling I figured better safe than sorry. The only problem is, I'm a guy, that turns into a girl superhero. So wearing my costume in male form feels pretty constricting underneath my…
"All bags open people!" the officer yelled again.
"This is it," wish me..."
"South campus now!"
"Why are you screaming about the south campus. I’m right next to you," I snapped at Jack.
"What the hell are you talking about? I just said wish me luck, so I..."
"You. Over here!" the officer called out to Jack who nervously walked over to the check station. I could’ve sworn he said…
"Are you an idiot, Ned? I said south campus now!" the familiar voice echoed in my head. No. This can't be.
“Janet?”
"Hey! You! You're next. C'mon. The check station is clear!" the officer yelled at me.
Chapter 16
Stupid
Yet again I let my stupidity rule out, and I got off the line. Fortunately, Jack was already inside so he wouldn't miss me. I just started running while looking around for a place I could…change into a superhero?
“No. This is insane! Janet! I don't know how you're doing this, but these mind games end now! You hear me? Janet?! I’m going back to the...”
CRASH!
I raced around the corner just in time to see a car had slammed into a tree. Without thinking, I ran towards it. The car was already smoking a bit, and the side was now just crumpled metal and shattered glass. I got close enough to peek in and saw a woman wedged into the steering wheel on the other side, next to the tree. She had a deep cut on her forehead.
“Hey!” I screamed as I banged on the car, which caused her to open her eyes a bit. Thank God. “I’m going to call for help!”
I fished out my phone and dialed 911.
“911?” the operator answered.
“Hey! Stay with me!” I screamed at the woman, which caused her to stop closing her eyes.
“Hello?”
“Yes, um, there’s been an accident on the South campus by Sickamore Road. You need to send rescue vehicles now! I can’t get her out.”
“Sir, I need you to calm down! Were you involved in the accident?”
“No. I um just saw it and….oh God!” I screamed as I saw flames start to rise from the bottom of the car.
“Sir! What’s going on?”
“Um, there are flames going up the side of the car! You have to help!”
“Sir, emergency responders are coming. They should be there in five minutes.”
“Five minutes? No! The car is already…”
“Oh for fuck’s sake, change already Ned!” Janet screamed in my head.
“Where the hell are you?!”
“Sir, I’m right here. You need to take some deep breaths and…” I just tossed the phone aside and ran back to the car. I couldn’t get close now ‘cause of the fire.
“Ned! Are you listening? To save her you need to change!”
“No. I can’t! Even if I changed into her, I wouldn’t be able to…”
“Just shut up and change! NOW! AHHHHHH!” Janet screamed which felt like this sharp spike was being shoved in my brain that was causing me to feel all…
“Ahhhhhh!” I screamed as this bright blue light engulfed me. The changes were happening again, except way faster. My boobs grew as my blonde hair cascaded down my body. All while I flung off my guy clothes revealing my tight spandex blue outfit that fit way better. Except for the fact my heaving chest was practically straining the top. “I’m her again. This is…”
“Just go!” Janet screamed as I ran towards the car. Without thinking, I grabbed the door handle. It should’ve have been hot from the fire, but I felt nothing. I barely touched it and the metal literally crumpled in my hand. How did I…
“Just pull off the fucking door already!”
I grabbed the door and pulled as hard as I could, which caused me to rip off the door and accidentally fling it at least a half a football field away from me. This is...
WOOOOOOO!
I looked up and saw flashing sirens. Rescue vehicles were almost near us. But the fire was getting stronger. I had to do something now. So I just reached down, snapped off the belt, grabbed her and…
BOOM!
This car exploded into a fireball of flames, but I managed to get us just out of harm's way.
“Ugh,” the woman moaned as she moved. She was still alive, but needed medical treatment fast. But I did it. I saved her. It made me feel so...
"Over here! I see the smoke,” one of the EMTs yelled while pulling a stretcher. Without thinking I just scooped the woman up, and with blinding speed I dropped her on the stretcher and kept running.
I wanted to go home, but I needed answers first.
Chapter 17
Shark
Within a few seconds, I was in the alleyway near the auditorium. Everyone was inside, so the security folks were gone. Now I had to just change back.
Think. Nonsexual thoughts. C'mon. Baseball. Sweaty men running trying to catch a...NO. Math. Trigonometry, Pythagorean theorems and...
"Aaaahhh!" I screamed as an orange light surrounded me, and just like that, I was male again. I quickly put my clothes on and ran into the auditorium. As I made my way inside, I didn't hear a sound, which was odd considering the massive amount of people that are at this event. I figured I’d at least hear some…
"I'm so sorry Ned. He’s the boss, and I need my mint Jello."
"Janet? What are you...."
"Let's play that back one more time," Doctor Stuart said. I saw him on stage pointing to a giant blank screen. The man was a lot bigger in person than his press photo. As I looked around, all eyes were focused on that blank screen. Then a camera came in focus and...it was video footage of the flaming car. The woman. Me using my powers. He had it all. Everything I just did. No. No. How did he...
"Again my goal is not to alarm you, just to keep you informed. These Blue Day people are out there. Whether this Blur Girl smashed the car on purpose or it was an accident we don't know,” he said as he looked at the mesmerized audience.
He totally twisted what happened.
“Look, all I’m saying is that we are all in this together. So we need to all be vigilant,” he shouted as people clapped. This can't be happening. "So how can you help? By simply spreading the word. Start by sharing my post to all of your friends. Do whatever you can to help send a message to the world governments that they need to act now. Get in front of this!”
People cheered as the screen showed his Facebook page. He was actually posting the video and sharing it to…NO! It can’t be. The name on his Facebook page. It's him.
Hammerhead957.
Chapter 18
Truth
"My friends. Please. Please. Your applause are too kind. I wish I could do more than simply tell you the truth. But alas, I don't have that kind of power," the Doctor preached as everyone suddenly listened. There wasn't a sound in the auditorium. Who is this man? And why is Janet all freaked out by him? "Before I go I will leave you with this. Just be careful out there. This post-Blue Day world is a scary place now. But please remember, I will be watching out for all of you. That is a promise. And if you need me, all you have to do is ask. Thank you and good night!"
The crowd again erupted in cheer. Literally, everyone was standing on their feet. This is crazy and…
"Ned!" I heard Jack scream as he weaved through the crowd towards me. "Dude! Where were you?"
"I got in the wrong security line," I lied as we walked outside.
"Man, that Doc was so amazing, I didn’t even drink my bag of vodka," Jack said as we walked. All around us people were also raving about the Doctor. What the hell?
"So other than that video, what did the Doctor say that was so amazing?" I asked which made Jack literally stop and stare at me like I had three heads.
"Are you kidding?! Who were you listening to? He just made sense. It's like he got me."
"But do you hate Blur Girl now?"
"Hate? Dude, I don't hate anyone. Didn't you hear anything Doctor Stuart was saying? I bet you didn't even do his meditation exercise.”
"Meditation? I think I got in too late and missed that," I said as I looked around. Everyone had this odd calmness about them.
"Yeah. He said that regardless of what the government is spewing, Blue Day dispersed a lot of negative contaminants in the air that can cloud the mind. See that chick is doing it over there," he said as he pointed at some woman sitting on the grass with her eyes closed and breathing deep.
"Does any of this seem a little weird to..."
"Ned? Don't talk just listen," a voice echoed in my brain. It wasn’t Janet this time…it was him. The Doctor. I felt this chill creep down my spine. “We need to meet.”
“Ned, you okay? You’re as pale as a ghost. You can have my vodka bag if you…”
“No. I’m fine,” I snapped. “I’m not going with you!”
“Go where? What are you…” Jack suddenly stopped talking. He just froze. Then they all stopped. Every person on the campus was suddenly frozen still.
“So Ned, do I need to ask you again or do I have to stop everyone’s hearts here until you say…”
“Yes! Yes! Just please unfreeze…”
“So crazy about?” Jack suddenly finished muttering as he started walking once again like nothing had happened. They all were clueless—except for me. But they were alive.
And now I had to pay the price for their safety.
Chapter 19
Silk
The location of where I needed to go popped into my brain. But first things first, I needed to change. I told Jack I needed to be in the lab yet again and then ran to a deserted alleyway. Right away I willed the change, and the blue light surrounded me. I felt my breasts return as my long blonde hair cascaded down my back in a matter of seconds. I then tossed my guy clothes in a bag, and I was Blur Girl once again. I thought briefly about an angry mob of haters attacking me, but it seems like that wasn't the good doctor's intent. Though he did just threaten to send every person on campus into cardiac arrest just to have a drink with me—so there's that.
Within seconds I was in front of a trendy dress boutique in town. It was right smack in the middle of everything, yet there wasn't a soul to be seen. It was eerie. Where did everyone...
"Ahh, Blur Girl," a woman called out from the entrance in a rather chirpy voice. "Brian is expecting you."
"Is he here?" I asked as I slowly walked into the store ready for anything. But there was nothing but dresses and another female sales assistant holding a big white box with a red bow on it. "No. Brian…um…Doctor Stuart is busy preparing your surprise. You're a very lucky girl, ma'am."
"Excuse me?"
"Brian wants you to have this," the other saleswoman said as she handed me the box. She looked visibly nervous.
"Thanks," I cautiously said as I took the... "Oh…hey…your nose is bleeding."
"Oh, it's nothing. I um spontaneously get those from time to time. Please...please don't let it spoil your big night. I swear it's nothing," she insisted as she handed me the box and then disappeared in the back room. What the hell is going...
"Are you going to open it?" the other woman prodded while totally being oblivious to the nose-bleeding incident. "I love presents."
"Yeah me too, I guess," I muttered. I listened closely. No ticking, but, then again I doubt the Doctor would go through all this trouble to meet just to blow me up now.
"Please, open it." I lifted up the box, and I was in awe. It was this gorgeous silky blue long dress. It was so simple yet elegant and sexy.
"You are so lucky," the saleswoman commented as I held it up to my buxom chest while staring at the mirror. It looked like it was perfectly fitted for me. "That is a Rachel Ven original. She's a top designer in Paris. There's no other dress like it."
"And how did a dress store in a small college town get its hands on one?"
"That's the Doctor's secret. Now try it on," the sales lady insisted as she led me to the dressing room.
I quickly closed the door and took a few of deep breaths. This is all so insane. One second I'm rescuing someone from a flaming car, and now I'm trying on a dress? I shed my tight superhero outfit, and there I stood in front of the mirror. Completely naked. I had this smooth, soft skin. Long blonde hair. Plump lips. When I glanced below at my very feminine body, I blushed a bit. I now have these teardrop shaped breasts that look so perfect and squeezable. My vagina too was so smooth and cute. The whole thing was surreal since I have never been with a woman except when I touched myself before. Slowly I ran my fingers over my breasts, and my nipples started to harden. It felt so...
“How are we doing in there?” the sales lady suddenly called out.
“Um fine,” I stammered as I opened up this other pack that contained frilly silk blue panties with a tiny bow in the middle. Do women actually wear this? So odd. Slowly I held it up and stepped into the unmentionable. It was so weird feeling the soft material against my skin. Almost alluring. I then pulled the panties up and was still amazed how it rested flush against my pussy. I have nothing to adjust. I then ran my fingers over the area and felt these tingles, but I quickly put that urge out of my head seeing as the doctor’s henchwomen were lurking right near me. I just picked up the silky sleeveless dress and let it fall over my body. The dress was a bit snug and hugged my curves. It was also slightly a bit lower cut in the chest area than I wanted—showing off a lot of cleavage. I looked in the mirror and did a twirl and saw it how it clung to my curvaceous rear. I even did a playful shimmy. I looked like that hot girl I could never ever approach. And now I’m her and…
“Sorry, to bother you, but the Doctor wanted you to have this,” the saleswoman called out as she slipped an envelope underneath into the dressing room. It looked so fancy—like a wedding invite. I opened it up, and it was an ornate looking invitation that simply said…
Stonecrest Peak Now
Chapter 20
Next
I walked out of the dressing room, and the place was empty. I guess the doctor wanted no distractions to prevent me from seeing him. It was an odd choice to have a drink at Stonecrest Peak. It’s the highest point in town, that’s owned by the university. So instead of a swanky bar or restaurant, there’s just an observatory. I’ve been there a few times, once even with Janet for an astronomy lab assignment. I wish she were here now—buzzing in my head about what to do. I can’t do this alone. But I guess I have no choice.
I raced up the mountain while holding my dress up so I wouldn’t trip over it. In a few seconds, I was there and…
“Oh no.”
Chapter 21
Control
There they were. All the professors I had seen before. Only now they were outside of the observatory wearing tuxedos. One was at a mini bar mixing drinks while the others were setting up the table with the Doctor supervising. He was now wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Nothing like the suit and tie guy I saw…
“Madam, the Doctor is expecting you,” one of the most respected professors in the university said as he led me over to the table near the edge of the peak.
As soon as I came close, Brian stood up. Gone was his confident charm on stage. He looked normal, way more human and sorta…nervous?
“Hi,” he said as he held out the seat for me, but I just stood there. Not budging. “I get it. You want answers.”
Why are you doing this Doctor…”
“You can call me Brian. Just Brian. Honestly, I’m not really a Doctor of anything. Please sit. I promise I’ll tell you everything. Plus, I had these lobsters flown in from Maine so it’d be a shame to waste ‘em.” Slowly I sat as he held the chair for me. And then he went back to his seat. A professor that actually gave me a C on my report once poured us wine, which I hated to admit was kinda cool. “You want to know why these people are all under my control. Why I don’t just let them go.”
“Do I even need to speak?” I mumbled.
“See that’s just it. The mind reading. Controlling people. I can’t stop it. Even me.”
“You?”
“Yeah, I’m Brian. This nobody of a guy. But then I become him. Doctor Stuart. This confident, powerful man who is…”
“Controlling,” I muttered as I took a sip of my wine.
“Yeah, it’s like I’m…”
“Two people. I know the feeling…now,” I said as I tried the lobster. I hated to admit, it was amazing. “So you can’t control all this? Turning professors into waiters and freezing students?”
“No. But um on the bright side that dress fits you amazing and did I mention I um can’t control you.”
“You can’t? But you can read my thoughts, and you controlled Janet.”
“Who?” Brian asked in an honest, clueless way like he really wasn’t lying.
“She’s this…um ghost that…wait…why?”
“What?”
“Why can’t you control me, Brian?”
“I honestly don’t know. Some people that have been affected by Blue Day I can control. While others like a piano player I met and you I...”
“I can’t do this!” I snapped as I pushed the chair back and stood up.
“But I thought you like lobster. You had it once on a trip long ago with your parents when you saw…”
“STOP! Get out of my mind!” I yelled as I slammed my hands on the table, almost breaking it.
“You’re angry. I get it.”
“Do you Brian?! ‘Cause this is all wrong! You’re a…”
“Don’t call me a monster!” Brian suddenly snapped as he pounded his fist. As he did all the professors suddenly froze. “Sorry. I…I…want to help. I swear. There!”
Brian startled me by suddenly pointing over the peak.
“Where are you pointing to?”
“Over by Izzy’s Bakery. A worker. Connie. She’s going to be throwing out the trash and be killed by this…this thing. A monster. A real one created by Blue Day. And I can’t control it.”
“If this is a trick to get me to trust…”
“I’m being honest. I swear,” Brian said as tears formed in his eyes. “I’m trying to be a good guy here. Honest. Go. Please.”
Chapter 22
Open
I had changed into my super outfit and sped towards the bakery. I didn't know what to make of all this with Brian. Is he good? Bad? One thing is for sure, right now he wasn't the Doctor Stuart person I saw on stage. He claimed he couldn't control that personality, but someone had to be in the driver's seat. Too much to...
"I'm sorry Ned," Brian echoed in my head. Great, my life is an open book to him. "I don't mean to be inside your head, but you need to know what you're up against."
"I need you to get out of my brain. I can handle my...holy shit! What is that thing?!"
Chapter 23
Distance
A beast was putting it mildly. The thing looked like a gorilla on steroids. Connie was literally paralyzed with fear. Just as the thing swung at her, I super sped in front of the thing, grabbed Connie and hid her in an alleyway five blocks away.
"Thank you," she cried as she hugged me. It felt weird. So not used to this superhero game.
“Just run!” I yelled as she then ran off. Now I just have to figure out how to...
"That thing is a normal human who has this power to become a beast," Brian answered.
"That's fine, but how do I stop it?”
"Regardless if he changes he has a human heart, which can’t really handle his bigger gorilla form—too much stress. So if you hit him in the chest area, you can stop his heart for a few seconds to stun him. I'll then get the officers to shoot him and…”
"No. No one dies!" I yelled as I sped back. The beast has broken the wall of the bakery and was chomping on four cakes at once. I just ran at top speed while focusing all my energy on hitting him dead center and…
BAM!
I smacked him square in the chest. He fell back a few hundred yards. He was down for the count. I saw animal control was on the scene, so I sped over and grabbed their dart guns.
"That's not going to work. He's too..." Brian suddenly stopped talking. Thank God I was finally able to tune him out as I got to the beast. It was just laying there. Very calm. It almost looked like it was about to fall asleep. I got the dart gun ready and...
"No. Please don't," the gorilla cried.
"You can speak?"
"Yes. Just listen. There isn't much time," he said as he took my hand, but in a gentle way.
"Time for what?"
"Eight hundred and fifty-two feet. Remember that."
"What are you..."
"Just say it. Eight hundred and fifty-two feet."
"What is eight hundred and fifty-two feet?"
"The exact distance you need to be away so he can't control you any..."
"Ned. Are you okay?" Brian echoed in my brain. The gorilla looked terrified.
"Just remember. Eight hundred and...aaah!!!" the gorilla screamed and then his eyes suddenly closed. I just knelt down beside him.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Brian. But the gorilla is dead."
"How did that..." Again Brian popped out of my brain as I stepped a few feet past the gorilla."
Hmmm...now that I know Brian's weakness, the question is how do I use that knowledge to stop him.
And, do I need to kill him.
Author’s Note: Want to know more about Doctor Brian Stuart? Check out my new Blue Day tale at @Ms_JessieAsh. Remember to follow for updates and mini 1978 story tweets.
Chapter 24
Escape
I ran as fast as I could. Brian is a killer. A cold blooded murderer. There is no doubt in mind. I just needed to get away from his mental grasp. So I ran. And ran, until I finally stopped. I honestly had no clue where I...
"Lindsborg?" I gasped as I saw a welcome sign in town. Where the hell is Lindsborg?
I looked around. The town was small. Really small. It wasn’t that late, yet there wasn't a soul around…
"Hey! Looking hot! Nice tits!" I suddenly heard kids scream from an old pickup truck driving by. Guess this town has smartass assholes too. But on the plus side, there seems to be a lot less of them. And now I was alone again. I just stood there. Not knowing what to do. I had left my clothes and wallet back by the observatory. All I have is my phone so at least I could…NO! NO! NO!
Am I the biggest moron on the planet? Brian could easily take over the minds of the local cops and use my phone signal to track me. I had no choice but to destroy it. They make it so easy in the movies. The person just smashes the phone like it’s nothing. My phone cost me three hundred bucks. Plus I never got insurance. So to get a new one will cost me...screw it. I dropped the phone on the sidewalk. Figures. The case did its job—the phone didn't break. I guess there’s no other way. I lifted my foot over it and...
SMASH!
Great. Now I'm truly helpless in Lindsborg.
Chapter 25
Where
"He stood her up. No. I'm not joking. The man is a creep. Though the way Jen is acting she totally deserved...oh, hold on a sec. Can I help you?" the young lady at the front desk of the police station asked as she cupped her hand over her cellphone. Before I had time to answer, she gave me a judgmental once-over. "Do you need to speak to a specific officer, ma'am?"
"No. Um, any detective will do," I muttered. I have zero ID on me, and I’m dressed in blue spandex. The last thing I needed to do is stir up trouble. But I still needed help. I just have to be calm and..."
"If you have a seat one of the detectives will be with you in a moment. Just fill out this form," she said as she handed me the clipboard. "Yep. I'm here. Nope. A woman. She is..."
"Excuse me?"
"Yes?" the woman asked as she drummed her frosted nails on her the desk. She looked bothered.
"Where's Lindsborg?"
"About twenty minutes from Moundridge."
"No, I mean what State?"
"State? You don't know what state you're in?" she asked as she jotted something down. Just great.
"Yeah. I um forgot. Is this Nebraska?"
"Kansas. Lindsborg, Kansas."
"Right. That's it," I stammered as I took a seat and leafed through a brochure on bike safety until she went back to her personal call. I then waited for what seemed like an eternity. Not one cop was in the station? This is...
"Hi, " a deep raspy voice called out. I looked up and was immediately happy I picked Lindsborg. He had short raven black hair with a speckle of gray. Piercing brown eyes and a nice placement of stubble. "So, Carol, was saying you forgot what state we're in?"
"I was just..." I ceased to speak as the detective knelt down near me and shined a penlight in my eyes.
"Sorry. I’m also a volunteer firefighter on the weekends. Medic. Pupils are dilating. No concussion. What's your name?"
"Um, Blur Girl."
"Blur Girl?"
"Yep. Blur Girl is my um superhero name." I figured the last thing I wanted to do is let anyone know my real name in case the good doctor put any feelers out through the police system before I smashed my phone.
"So let me try to understand. You had trouble remembering the state, and you think you're a superhero?"
"Yes and sorta. You see..."
"Hey um, Carol? Can you flick the lights on in interrogation room C?"
Chapter 26
Questions
"You can't arrest me. I didn't do anything wrong," I protested in my most sincere voice which might've come out a little flirty.
"I’m not arresting you. I just figured you might want some privacy to talk. My name is Vick. And you're still going with Blur Girl?"
"Yes," I said as he scribbled notes on a pad. "No tablet?"
"I'm old school," Vick said as he shot me a polite smile. Wow. He hasn’t glanced once at my chest. Why?
"So. Blur Girl. Why do you want to speak to a detective?"
"I want to report a murder."
"A murder?" he asked as he suddenly had a serious look in his eyes.
"Yes."
"So who was murdered? Was he or she a friend of yours?" he asked with his pen in hand—ready to write.
"No. It wasn’t totally human. I think it was um...Bigfoot."
"Bigfoot?" he asked and then put down his pen and had a frustrated look.
"I get how this sounds but what I'm saying is true. Ever since Blue Day I..."
"Blue Day? The eclipse thing that knocked out cable in our town for a few days?"
"That's all that happened here?" I snapped. How did they not experience what we did?
"Well, now that I think about it, someone did call in about a weird animal eating their chickens. But, when we looked around the farm we found evidence it was a wolf. Look, Miss, you seem really nice," Vick said as he took my hand which made me feel a little fluttery. "And I think you really believe what you're saying is true. But..."
"You think I'm crazy," I grumbled as I pulled my hand away.
"I don't. Really, I don't. But I think maybe you should..."
"Detective?" a woman's voice suddenly squawked out of the intercom.
"Yeah, Carol?"
"There's 10-62 over by the pawn shop on Treedmore."
"Any units responding?" the detective asked as he stood up.
"No yet. Still working the fair. Tonight's the pig judging event."
“Right, I totally forgot about…”
"You know I went to a state fair when I was a kid and had fried butter," I blurted out. What the hell am I saying?
"Look, I have to take this. And legally I can't keep you here, but I'd really love to help you. So if you can stay, I will be back. I have a cousin who has had a rough go of things. So I understand a little bit of what you might be going…”
"I'm not crazy. I swear this is all true. I can prove it."
"Fine. When I get back," Vick said as he held the door. "I just got to handle this 10-62."
"What is that? A 10-62."
"It’s code for breaking and entering. Nice meeting you Blur Girl," he called out as he raced out the back door.
Chapter 27
Hear
As soon as Vick left the station, I followed him on foot, which was a lot harder with super speed than I imagined. I kept having to start and stop so I didn't race past the car. Finally, Vick stopped in front of the pawn shop. Another patrol car was already parked out in front. I hid behind a large oak tree just as I saw the cop rush to Vick.
"Hey, Vick,” the cop nervously muttered.
“What we got here, Sam?”
“A hostage situation,” he answered as he stared at the shop. They were so far away yet I had zero trouble hearing them. Guess I can add another super power to my list. Maybe I should keep a record of...
"What makes you think…”
"They said they have a guy. My guess is it’s Marvin—that odd guy who works the shop at night. He has that tattoo of a..."
"Yeah, I know him," Vick said as he paced around and rubbed the back of his head.
"We asked for proof that he's there, but so far nothing. You think they hurt Marvin?"
"Distinct possibility," Vick said as he took the bullhorn from the cop.
"Attention this is Vick Brez of the Lindsborg police department! Right now you are looking at breaking an entering. If you have a hostage that ups the charge. However, if you comply with us that will work in your favor."
"We have someone, but he's fine!" a man shouted from the pawn shop.
"Show me proof!"
"Let us go, and we'll give him to you on good faith!"
"Yeah, that's not how that works!" Vick called out and then handed his gun to the cop. What the hell is he doing? "Look, I'm coming in. No gun. See?!"
"Detective?" the cop asked as he shot him a worried look.
"I'll be okay. Look, once Marvin gets out you have the paramedics ready. Understand, Sam?" The cop just nodded. I couldn't let this continue.
WHOOSH!
"Vick you can't go in there," I said as I grabbed his arm.
"Where the hell did you come from?" he gasped as he looked around.
"I can stop them! I'm…I’m a superhero."
"Yeah. You said that. But this is reality, you could get...HEY!" I heard him scream as I sped right past him into the building.
"Fuck! You ain't the detective," the criminal screamed. There were two men in there. One had a gun. And one was holding a man who was on the ground with blood all over him.
I sped towards the man with the gun, but he squeezed off a round. Fortunately, I grabbed the gun and crushed it.
"What the hell are you...ahhhhh!" the man screamed as I tossed him into the other guy. Both were knocked out cold. I then quickly ran to the injured guy.
"He's still breathing! He needs help!" I screamed as I swung around and saw the cops grab the injured man and another cop cuff the two criminals. Vick meanwhile went to me. "Vick! He's still breathing."
"I know, but I'm here to help you."
"But the man…he's the one that’s hurt and..." I stopped talking as I lifted up my hand and saw it was covered in blood. “Oh God, I've been shot."
I guess I'm not bullet...
Chapter 28
Surprise
"You're mine, and you look so divine! Come and get your love! Come and get your love!" a man in a tux sang as he was slow dancing with me. I looked around. I was in a wedding hall. No one was there except us. And I’m wearing a dress?! It was this silky, blue, low-cut number that my breasts were practically spilling out of. The man who is twirling me around is…my God, it’s Brian.
"Not Brian. Doctor Stuart. So, you don't like Redbone? I could get the band to play something else," he whispered in my ear. “You really do look quite fetching in that dress.”
He then held me close and kissed the nape of my neck, which sadly I liked. NO! STOP thinking like that.
"How am I here?"
"I don't know," the doctor whispered as he held me close. Tell me where exactly here is."
"That lapel pin. I've seen it before,” I muttered as I looked closely at it. Where have I…
“Concentrate Ned. Where are you?" he insisted.
"No. This isn't real."
"I assure you, Ned, I am not a figment of your imagination. We share a psychic link now. So I can visit whenever I like. So tell me, where are you..."
"Hey! Wake up!" a voice yelled. I opened my eyes, and there he was, Vick. "You okay?"
"He wanted to know where I am," I mumbled as I stared into his eyes.
"He, who?" Vick asked as he brushed my hair out of my face. I looked around. I was in the ambulance—sitting on a chair. I looked down and couldn’t believe it. I’m not bleeding anymore. “How am I…”
"Injury free? No clue. You were shot. But, a few minutes later the bullet fell out, and the wound closed up. I guess you really are a superhero," he gently said as he held my hand.
"Yeah. I guess I am. WAIT...his pin!" I gasped as I bolted up.
"Whoa! Easy," Vick said as he put his arm around me to help me up. "What are you..."
"The symbol on the pin. I've seen it before. It’s on the chip Janet gave me."