From: Edwin Gay <gaye@delphi.com>
Subject: TG: "Book Store" (magic trans)
Date: Sun, 13 Nov 94 10:58:20 -0500
 
BOOKSTORE
pt. 1

   I like to read. I usually read one or two books a week. It's
a way for me to relax. Anyway, I was beginning to get into used
books. They ended up being much cheaper, and were 'broken in'. My
favorite store was in the city. The neighborhood wasn't the best,
but it was a great store. I usually ended up stopping by once or
twice a month and spending quite a bit of money. This time while
checking out, a book behind the counter caught my eye. It was an
old book with a cracked brown leather cover. I asked to see it
and the clerk handed it to me. The name on the cover was worn
off, so I flipped through the pages. It seemed to be some type of
book on witchcraft and demonology. That type of thing has always
been interesting to me and the price was right. I bought the book
and thought nothing else of it until I actually started to flip
through it.
   The book dealt actually more with witchcraft then demons,
but it was very interesting. It explained witchcraft by using
mathematics. I was never good at math, but I found this
intriguing. I read the book several times and dusted off my old
math books. I figured that I'd give a small easy spell a shot.
The smallest spell in the books was a levitation spell. I began
to work the spell (I needed help from the old calculator) but
when I finished muttering the last words the chair on the other
side of the table began to float. It lasted for several minutes
and then settled back down. This could get interesting.........
   I spent the next few weeks playing around and getting better
as time went along. I wasn't able to do the more advanced spells
because I couldn't do the math. I ended up taking a night school
class for calculus. When I finished the course, I could
understand the spells at the end of the book.
   I came across a spell that looked interesting. It was the
shape change spell. It was several pages long, but it was pretty
easy when you understood how it was done. It basically changed
you into whatever form that you wanted to take. The only thing
out of the ordinary that was needed was the thing or person that
you wanted to change into. It had to be in front of you when you
were casting the spell. The only exception was changing back to
your normal form. The spell also allowed you to change the form
of something else.
   The reason that I found this spell so interesting is that I
have this little hobby. I love to wear women's clothing and when
I dress, I always fantasize that I am a woman (Usually someone
that I know). I began to work even harder at getting this spell
down.
   I had helped someone at work pick out, buy and set up a
computer. She was a forty year old beautiful divorcee with an
even better looking daughter. I had never met a more radical
feminist in my life. We had a discussion one night and I found
out that she liked her daughter's boyfriend except for one thing.
At his house, the women did the dished, and cleaned the table.
She was worried that her daughter would pick up these bad habits.
There were quite a few other beliefs that she discussed, but that
would take up far too much space. Other than this, she was a
really great lady and if she was a few years younger, you never
know...... I had decided that she was to be the first test of my
new talent. I also figured that I would show her how it feels
when the shoe is on the other foot.
   She had invited me over for dinner in order to thank me for
helping with her computer. The week before I had found out that
her daughter only spent the weekends at her house, the rest of
the time she was at her fathers. At that point, I decided that my
practicing and waiting had come to an end. I packed a small
duffel bag with a few necessary supplies and then I was almost
ready to go. I figured that I wouldn't be home for a while (I
hoped anyway) so I threw all of my female clothes into a suitcase
and loaded that into the car. I was now ready.
   Dinner was pretty good. We just had pizza but for some
reason it was much better than usual. I felt a little guilty
because I watched her all through dinner. I tried to notice as
many of her mannerisms as I could. After we had eaten, I quickly
lost that sense of guilt when she told me to clean off the table
and disappeared. I figured that now was my chance so I quietly
opened the bag and brought out the small can of ether that I had
bought at a science supply store. I wet a cloth and hid around
the corner from the door of the room that she was in. When she
came out, I moved. I slid the cloth over her face, and she was
out in a few seconds. I carefully pulled her limp body into the
living room and placed her on the floor. I double locked the
doors and closed all of the blinds. After that, I cleared a
circle in the middle of the room by moving whatever furniture was
in the way. I was ready to begin.
   I began to perform the spell. I checked the clock and it was
six p.m. I wondered what time I would finish. No worry, we both
had the next day off. I continued on and on. Since this was the
first time that I was doing the spell I wanted to be extra
careful. Finally I finished the last necessary chanting and
drawings. All that I had to do now was to touch the person/thing
that I wanted to become. There was a faint buzzing in the room,
and I could feel some type of energy, but the spell wasn't
complete. I quickly checked the clock and it was now eight-
thirty. To finish the spell, I removed all of my clothes and then
plopped down onto the floor next to her prone body and took her
hand. All that I remember is every nerve in my body screaming in
pain and then nothing. I had blacked out.
   When I woke up, I was a little disoriented. I turned my head
and saw some brown hair with highlights. I lifted my hand and saw
the long red nails staring back at me. I quickly got up and ran
to the mirror in her bedroom. Staring back at me was a forty-year
old beautiful divorcee. The spell had worked! I checked the time,
and it was nine-thirty. Not bad for an hour. I still had to move
fast. I really hadn't thought about it, but there were now two
Sue's. That really wouldn't go over too well, especially since
she wasn't expecting anything like this. I decided to secure her
until I decided what to do. I walked back into the living room,
noticing the sway of my new hips and breasts.
   I stripped her naked, and put on the clothes that she was
wearing. Let me tell you, those jeans were much tighter than the
ones that I was used to wearing and the sweater she was wearing
was just as soft as I had always imagined it would be. I loved
the feeling that it gave me when it was sliding on. I stood there
for just a minute, checking out my new body and enjoying the new
sensations.
   I decided that I had better put the furniture back in case
someone should stop by. I tried to move her body, but found that
I had lost some strength in the process. Just then she stirred,
"Oh my head" she moaned. I tried to make her think that it was a
dream and got her into bed. Her daughters. I tucked her in and
kissed her goodnight. Having my nipples get hard was a strange
feeling, but one that I could get used to.
   Now it was time to have a little fun. I began to work up the
second spell. It took a little while longer, but I finally got it
finished. I pointed my fingers and muttered the final words.
There was a bright glow that kept on getting brighter. Finally it
flashed and all was quiet again. When my eyes got back to normal,
it was a little strange. I saw myself lying in bed. I got over it
pretty quick though. I figured that he/she would be asleep for
the rest of the night. Just to be safe, I handcuffed him to the
bed and put a loose gag into his mouth. I went into my new
bedroom and begin to go through my new clothes, just to see what
I had and would want to wear. She had quite a few clothes that
would be considered 'very old fashioned'. Those were quickly
moved to the back of the closet. I tried a few things on, but was
pretty tired. One thing that I did find strange was that I wanted
very much to have sex with the woman in the mirror, but I was the
woman in the mirror. I slipped on her nightgown and went to bed.