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Synopsis

Jessica is a 17 year old girl. The first child of Tom and Francine's two kids she is a spoilt brat, at school she is at the heart of the social circle, an integral member of the cheer squad. She is also an alpha bitch and doesn’t care who or what she hurts just as long as she can have her own way. However things turn around when her behaviour leads to another teen being outed as transgendered and ends up committing suicide. Three nights later a woman appears and turns her into the boy she might have been born as with all the feelings of being a girl inside, in essence she is made transgendered, altering her life drastically.

Part two

I had weird dreams that night. Flashes of red light interspersed with a powerful woman’s voice that terrified me haunted my dreams. I was relieved when I woke up but little did I know my nightmare was just beginning. The first thing I noticed was that I felt groggy

I never woke up feeling groggy. I was also sleeping on my chest something I hadn’t done for ages as it is very uncomfortable with breasts. I turned ever and felt no sensation from my chest from the movement.

My groin felt weird like something was stuck on it. It felt gross and I had never experienced it before.

Somebody knocked on my door,

“Get up honey or you’re going to be late for school,”

‘School, oh yeah,’ I thought.

I wandered which outfit I’d wear today.

I sat in bed and immediately noticed something was off. My breasts were gone. The events of last night came flooding back. That, that, that witch had wanted to kill me for what happened to Joey.

Then she changed her mind. I tried to recall.

‘Very well, I won’t end you. I may have another punishment for you,’

If she didn’t that meant,

“No, no, no,” I heard a boy’s voice say, not realising it was my own. I threw the comforter off and pulled off my pyjama bottoms which should have been a sign I preferred sleeping in my nightie. I was horrified with what I found. My vagina was gone and in it’s place was penis which grew erect as I stared at it. I pulled back the bottom and I promptly retched and tried to throw up on the floor. Nothing came out.

“No,”

Tears formed in my eyes this couldn’t be happening.

“Come on dweeb, we’re going to be late” I hear my little brother’s dulcet tones as he opens the door.

“Get out!” I shriek.

Trent knew he wasn’t to walk into my room without my say so. He strode in as I tried to retch.

“Mom Jess is having another episode,” he said in tired voice, “dude what the fuck?”

What did he mean by that? Why wasn’t he surprised I was a boy and yet he referred to me as Jess.

“We’re going to be late for school. You need to man up like me. I can’t watch your back every second so you have to stand up for yourself.”

I had no idea what he was talking about.

“Get dressed and get a shower,” he told me.

Confused and still crying I decided to just go along with the programme. I got in the bathroom, ran the shower but didn’t get inside. I looked in the mirror. I gasped in horror. My face had changed beyond all recognition. The face I saw was a twisted version of my real face, longer, a wider forehead, untamed eyebrows with bigger nose and I had a bit of hair on my upper lip. I now had black hair like my dad instead of the blonde hair Mom, Trent and I shared. It was cut short. I realised I was at least a head taller.

I took off the sleep shirt I was wearing and stared at my reflection I was super skinny with long arms, a flat chest with no muscles to speak of.

Great I had been a hot girl now I looked like a skinny nerd.

“No, no, no,” I groaned.

Even my voice was wrong. In my head I could still hear my old voice but what came out of mouth was something else altogether.

I hated it. I opened the cupboard and found some razors.

I couldn’t no I wouldn’t live like this. I couldn’t see a way out of this. I grimaced and slashed my wrist. Pain seared across it but it was nothing compared to the one I remembered from last night. I did the other wrist too. I sat down and lay down before losing consciousness.

I woke up in the hospital. The instant I woke I knew I hadn’t gone back to my original self which made me miserable. Mom and Dad were standing there. I blinked back tears. I felt restraints on my hands.

Mom was crying too.

“I’m so happy you’re alive,” she said before kissing me on the cheek.

“Mom, I,”

“Shh,” she remarked.

Dad looked distraught. He squeezed my shoulder. Normally he would have given me a kiss too. He was my favourite parent and I hated seeing him like this. I realised I had done something incredibly selfish again. I had killed Joey and now I’d hurt my parent’s too.

More tears trickled out of my eyes.

“Why,” was all he said.

“Not now Tom.” Mom gently admonished.

Dad shook his head

“I’m sorry,” I said, choking back tears, “I just didn’t see a way out,” I murmured.

Dad squeezed my shoulder, it was painful but reassuring.

“Whatever it is, you can tell us,” Mum remarked.

I knew I could never tell them what had happened to me. None of them had I realised I was really a girl which meant that the witch had changed my reality. I was smart enough to know that if I started to talk about witches and magic after a suicide attempt I might spend the rest of my day in the loony house.

However I didn’t know what else to tell them which made me more miserable. Mom sighed before squeezing my hand.

I spent the next couple of days in the hospital. The nurses were very nice to me and tried to get me to talk about my life but I had no idea what this life of mine was like since I wasn’t Jessica anymore. So I redirected and asked them about their lives and they were all too happy to tell me. Listening to them kept me from thinking too much about my situation. I knew I didn’t want to be a boy but I couldn’t kill myself either so instead of thinking what to do I avoided it as best as I could which was a challenge considering how alien my body was. Every movement I made reminded me I wasn’t myself

My only visitors were my parents and Trent. In my old life I treated Trent like an annoying brat and he responded accordingly and I considered him the bane of my existence. We were always sniping at each other. I did love him though but didn’t really know him. Now I realised he had a heart of gold.

On day three after my session with the resident shrink I got back to my room and received another shock. Joey was sitting next to my bed.

“Hey bestie, what’s going on?”

To be continued