Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2004 20:50:55 +0000
From: A. B. <wildcard100@hotmail.com>
Subject: Worldshift Part 5

So far:  Jack, an ordinary 13 yr old boy wakes up one morning to find that
he's now Jackie, and apparently always has been in this other world. He
finds out that the girl next door named Karen who never gave him the time of
day, is his best friend and that Karen caught him - or rather her - making
out with her brother David. At school Jackie gets thrown into the boy's
locker room.  Once alone with David later in the day she has her first
sexual experience and is surprised to find that she likes it. Karen joins
them and Jackie feels like she's never been happier. However, the next day
she wakes up back in her original world and finds that she's again Jack. She
also finds out that the other day while she was in the other world as
Jackie, the Karen of this world was tossed into the boy's locker room and
David got into a fight over it. Karen (in the Jack world) was hurt and is in
the hospital and David is expelled. Jack is suspended and grounded by his
parents but decides he has to go to the hospital to see Karen.

*************************************

As I rode my bike to the hospital I kept trying to imagine what I'd say to
Karen. I  had to keep reminding myself that as far as she knew I was still
"King Dweeb," the obnoxious little jerk who called her "The Stepford Bitch"
and who she probably blamed for landing her in the hospital in the first
place. She'd never believe the truth but I couldn't help it. I had to try
and do something to get back some of the friendship that she and I had in
that "other world".  The other thing I kept trying to wrap my brain around
was how I'd wound up as Jackie in the first place, but there simply was no
explanation that made sense. I knew...absolutely knew...that it wasn't a
dream. I'd spent a whole day as Jackie...as a girl. I could remember every
detail vividly. It wasn't like a dream that fades like smoke after you wake
up. And even if it had been a dream, what happened to Wednesday? I couldn't
believe that I'd simply had some kind of black-out and gone through all of
Wednesday acting normal while in my mind I was going through the day as a
girl. Something would have manifested itself to people who knew me. I
thought long and hard about this theory because, other than having shifted
into another world where I'd been born a girl, the only other explanation
was that I'd blacked out and only spent the day as a girl in my head.

That explanation was simply impossible though.  How could I have carried on
normal conversations with my friends while in my head I was speaking and
acting like a girl and thinking I was talking to Karen? I remember walking
into the girl's locker room. I replayed every step I took. The girl's locker
room was on the opposite side of the cafeteria from the boy's locker room
and there was no way I could have imagined turning left when I really turned
right. It just wasn't possible. What had I "really" been doing when I was
sucking on David's cock and getting my pussy licked by Karen?  So, I must
have somehow shifted into that other world. But how? The answer would have
to wait. I got to the hospital and got Karen's room number from the
information desk and took the elevator to her floor. My hand shook as I
opened the door to her room. I  steped inside. The room was quiet. Karen lay
on the bed with one side of her face covered in bandages. She was reading a
magazine and looked up as I entered. Beneath the bandages I could see that
her face was swollen and bruised. When she saw it was me, her face looked
like someone had just thrown a load of particularly lothesome garbage into
her room. "What  are YOU doing here?" she asked.

"Umm...Karen...I...I wanted to come and see how you were doing,"  I said.
"How am I doing? I've got a broken cheekbone. That's how I'm doing," she
said talking out of the corner of her mouth.  "The doctor said they'll have
to operate to fix it and I'll probably have a scar, thanks to you and your
fucking asshole friends."
"Karen...I...I'm sorry.  I ..."
"SORRY! You're sorry?! You fucking dweeb. I don't want your apology. Get the
fuck out."
"Karen...I ...I know you probably won't understand but...I'm not the same
person I was yesterday. I know I've said and done some pretty awful things
but I was hoping we could start over. I want to make it up to you. I was
hoping that maybe we could be...you know...friends.."
"FRIENDS?! Are you out of your fucking mind," she said. "You want to be
friends?!  After all the times you've called me a bitch?"
"Karen...I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry.  Like I said, I'm a different person
now. I...I know now that you're a really decent and nice girl and I really
want to get to know that side of you."
"You don't know anything about me... and I already have plenty of friends,"
she said with venom in her voice.
I thought about it for a moment. What did I know about her and her friends
in this world. Nothing really. We'd barely spoken to each other since, like,
fourth grade except to trade insults. All her friends were...
"...stuck up cheerleaders," I said out loud.
"WHAT did you say?!"
"I said, all your friends are stuck-up cheerleaders. They're all
self-centered and stuck-up."
"Fuck you! You don't know anything aobut my friends you turd."  I thought
about it some more. I looked around the room and saw that the only
decoration was some flowers on the nightstand. I could see from where I
stood that the card said "Love, Mom and Dad" on it.
"Have any of them come to see you yet?" I asked.  She looked at me with a
strange expression in her eyes. I could see a tear well up and felt my own
eyes begin to water as I felt her pain and knew I was right. "They haven't,
have they. They couldn't bear to tear themselves away from their own
oh-so-very-important lives to come and see their dear friend who's in the
hospital could they. What do you think they'll say or do when they see that
scar on your cheek? Do you think they will still be your friends when you're
not perfect anymore?"
"Fuck you," she said horsely. "Did you just come here to harrass me?"
"No. Like I said, I was hoping we could start fresh..."
"Get out! Just get the fuck out."  I stood there for a moment. Tears began
to run down my cheeks. I was crying!? I never cried as Jack. But I had cried
very easily as Jackie. What was wrong with me. "You're crying?! YOU? I'm the
one laying here in the hospital and YOU'RE crying? Get out you little sissy.
I said GET OUT...Owwww" Karen yelled. The pain of shouting hurting her
broken face.  I turned and practically ran from the room, knowing that there
was no chance of my ever getting back even the smallest taste of the
friendship that she and "Jackie" had shared.

Once in the hall I stopped and leaned against the white, antispectic wall
and let the tears flow. I was crying for me, for Karen, for "Jackie."  I
cried for what I'd had and lost or perhaps for what I never had to begin
with. Suddenly I heard a voice shout, "YOU!" and looked up to see Karen's
brother David walking down the hall towards me. "You...you little fucking
shit!" I reached up to wipe the tears from my cheek. David, however, must
have thought I was putting up my hands to defend myself because he quickly
grabbed my wrists and held them agains the wall at my side."I bet you wish
I'd take a swing at you so you could get me in more trouble huh!?" He was so
angry, flecks of spit flew from his mouth as he pressed his face close to
mine so he wouldn't have to shout and attract attention. "What the fuck are
you doing here asshole?"
My heart was beating fast. I was expecting him to hit me. Less the twenty
-four hours ago I was kissing this boy passionately on those same lips that
were now spewing venom at me. The hands that were holding my wrists had been
caressing my small breasts and rubbing my pussy where now my little dick was
shrivelling up and trying to hide inside me.
"I.... I just came to apologize to Karen," I said meekly. Hoping this would
calm him down.
"If we weren't in a hospital right now," he said quietly, his lips only a
few inches from my ear, "I'd beat the living shit out of you. Its your fault
she's here. Its your fault I got expelled. You make me sick." I couldn't
help it. The tears began to flow again. I couldn't believe I was crying
again but it was like I had no control over my emotions. Like a girl. I
looked into David's eyes and all I could remember was how good he smelled.
How his dick felt in my mouth. How yesterday I had felt like I'd never love
two people more than I loved Karen and him, and how bad I felt that "I" had
caused them both so much pain.  "You little faggot," he said with a sneer.
"Look at you, crying like a little girl. What's the matter? Afraid? You
should be you little pussy, 'cause when I catch you outside alone next
time...."

Suddenly I began to feel strange. The hallway seemed to tip. I thought maybe
I was going to faint but my vision didn't cloud. It felt like the whole
world was going through a loop on a roller-coaster and it felt like my skin
was being peeled off like a shirt. There was no pain involved. Just a
strange sense of vertigo and then, as quickly as it had come, it stopped and
David was saying,

"...eat your little pussy when we're alone next time." His voice was
different though, softer, more gentle, and then...he leaned closer and...and
KISSED me! I stood frozen for a moment. I was too shocked to do or say
anything. I felt his tongue push its way into my mouth and still I didn't
move a muscle. I realized the pressure on my wrists was gone and my hands
were free. Finally the paralysis broke and I pushed him away from me as hard
as I could. He looked at me, bewildered. "I...I'm sorry Jackie...I...I
didn't me to..." Jackie? He called me Jackie...I looked around and noticed
that the white antispetic looking walls of the hospital were gone, replaced
by the gray colored lockers of my school. Instead of Karen's hospital room
door across from me I now saw the door to the seventh grade biology
classroom. I looked down at myself and saw small breasts pushing out the
front of a white crop top belly shirt and my midriff was bare to the top of
a denim miniskirt that was about three or four inches above mid-thigh.  I
staggered a little as I realized I was wearing platform sandals too.  Then
it hit me. I was back! I was Jackie again! I looked at David finally and he
said, "Are you ok?" I felt myself smile and practically jumped into his arms
and kissed him. I never wanted to let go of him. Finally, he broke the kiss
and said, "What was that all about? I don't get you. One minute you act like
you want me to kiss you and the next you look at me like I was going to kill
you or something and then you jump into my arms and start frenching me
again.  Are you sure you're ok?"
"Yes," I practically shouted, "Yes, I'm fine. I'm better than fine. I'm
great. But wait...what were we talking about before you kissed me?"
He replied, "You were telling me how much you liked giving me a bj and I was
telling you I want to lick your pussy again when we're alone, and the next
thing I know...." I silenced him with another kiss.
"I'm sorry if I scared you," I said. "You just startled me. Kissing me in
the hall like that. I ...I guess I just didn't expect it. " I giggled. Oh
yes, I thought to myself. I can giggle again. Oh god it feels good to laugh.
I haven't laughed since I woke up this morning. I hugged David to me and
kissed him again.
"Break it up you two," a stern voice said as it passed us. I glanced up and
saw Mr. Lockland, the gym teacher walk past us and give me a wink. I looked
at him quizzically but he looked ahead and kept walking. I heard the bell
ring and looked at my watch and saw it was time for lunch. David's class had
lunch after ours so I told him I had to go and gave him a peck on the cheek.
I told him I'd see him later and headed for the lunch room.

At lunch I saw Billy Frazer. He had a black eye and gave me an evil look but
kept his distance. I sat with Karen who's face was beautifully unblemished
and we giggled and whispered about how great yesterday had been. Her
cheerleading friends were cordial and sat near us but kept more to
themselves, every once in a while asking Karen about a new cheer they were
working on. I thought about it and realized that, although in this world
Karen was a cheerleader and still friendly with the other cheerleaders, she
and I had a special friendship that existed long before she'd met those
other girls.  The remainder of the day was pretty much like yesterday and
after school Karen and David came over to my house and the three of us
picked up where we'd left off the day before. I didn't even have to think
twice about whether I wanted to kiss David or feel his dick in my mouth. I
realized that I actually wanted to be a girl in this world. I wanted to be
Jackie and make love to my boyfriend and  I had no thoughts of being gay or
a fag or a sissy. I could cry and giggle if I wanted and not worry that
someone would think less of me. I practically tore David's shorts off and
dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. I wanted to love him and
give myself to him. Karen also quickly peeled off her cami top and skirt and
slid between my legs, pushing my panties to one side as she began to kiss
and tongue my pussy. I stood up and stripped off my clothes and we went to
the family room. We fell to the soft carpet before makinng it to the sofa
and rolled around in a tangle of arms and legs, breasts and pussies and dick
and soft ass cheeks. After a time I didn't know whose ass I was kissing or
who was sucking on my tits or whose fingers were pumping in and out of my
cunt. I only knew that I loved these two people and wanted to give them as
much pleasure as I possibly could and they, in turn, loved, and wanted to
pleasure, me. My favorite moment was when Karen and I were both licking and
sucking David's cock and balls in a 69 position while he alternately sucked
and licked our pussies while fingering the other. When he came in my mouth I
aimed his cock at Karen's and he shot a load of cream past her lips. We then
kissed each other's cum stained mouths and faces, licking his salty seed and
sharing it as we tongue kissed.

We hadn't fucked and, as we lay basking in the afterglow of multiple
orgasms, the three of us talked about whether we would. We realized we
didn't have time for that today and decided that none of the three of us
were in rush. We cleaned up with plenty of time before my folks got home and
sat around talking and watching TV until my parents arrived. Both were
oblivious to the fact that there'd been any sexual activity taking place
right where they were standing, probably never imagining that anything would
go on between David and myself with his sister right in the same room. Mom
gave both Karen and David warm hugs and I saw Dad take David aside and
whisper something to him which I found out later was, "Just make sure you
don't hurt my little girl." Karen and David left shortly afterwards,
politely declining Mom's dinner invitation. Later when I was in bed I began
to get the shakes. I became utterly convinced that I would wake up the
following morning as Jack and I dreaded going to sleep. I began to imagine
what had happened in "Jack's world" (as I had begun to think of it) while
I'd been "gone". I imagined David beating Jack up and maybe getting arrested
for it when Mom and Dad found out. Or being shipped off to a military
academy as Mom had threatened when she realized I'd left the house. I began
crying as I thought about leaving the David and Karen of this world again
and finally I cried myself to sleep.

When I awoke the next morning, Friday, I was still Jackie. I cried again,
only this time they were tears of joy and relief, but the nagging feeling
persisted that at any point the world might go through that rolloer-coaster
loop and I'd find myself back in Jack's skin and as the days passed the
worry would come and go like the tide. Always at night especially, I worried
that I'd wake up to find my pretty pink walls painted that horrible,
depressing, navy blue, but with each passing morning that I awoke with my
teddy bear clutched in my arms, like a drowning man clinging to a life
preserver, I felt less and less apprehensive.  Karen, David and I became
even closer over the following weeks, if that was possible, but always there
lurked in the back of my head that fear that it would all disappear one day.

So here I am now. Its been three weeks since that Wednesday morning when I
first woke up to find my dick gone. Mr. Lockland has called me into his
office and I've been wondering if this has something to do with the payback
David got on Billy Frazer and the others who'd conspired to throw me into
the boy's locker room that day. David got even with Billy and the others by
sending them notes that Karen and I wrote anonymously (but clearly written
by a girl), asking them to meet us in the girl's locker room for "some fun".
He'd also sent an anonymous note to Mr. Lockland telling him that some boys
had been sneaking into the girl's locker room to steal bras and panties. As
each of the conspirators snuck into the girl's locker room that day
expecting to meet some anonymous little slut, they found Mr. Lockland
instead, waiting for them with a detension slip.  I sit here wondering if
somehow the notes have been traced back to Karen and me, but I'm not too
worried. If I do get in trouble for writing the notes its still a hell of a
lot better than the trouble the three of us would have had in "Jack's
world." I don't have long to wait, however, as Mr. Lockland calls me into
his office.

"Jackie, do you know why I've called you here?" he asks.
"No Mr. Lockland," I reply. I figure playing dumb works out most of the time
for girls so why change now.
"Jackie...I want to explain about what happened. I've been waiting to see
how you'd adjust and I think I've waited long enough. You seem to have
adjusted better than I had hoped and I think you deserve an explanation."
I'm confused. Why do I need an explanation from him? I assume he's talking
about getting thrown into the boy's locker room - he must have seen me in
there after all before David hustled me out -but did he think seeing naked
boys had so traumatized me that he had to see if I "adjusted" to it? My
confusion must be obvious because he continues,"Jack... first of all
understand that I can't tell you everything. That would...ummm..complicate
things..." Jack? Did he just call me 'Jack'? Oh god...have I switched and
not even realized it? I look down at myself and see that I'm still wearing
the skirt and blouse I put on this morning. "Yes, Jack...I called you by
your original name." He knows!? Oh god he knows I'm a boy! I'm going to get
in trouble for pretending to be a girl..."Relax Jack or I guess I should
call you Jackie. I can see using your old name is upsetting you. Relax.
You're not going to change back to Jack. You're not going back to that other
world."
"But...but...how...why..." It suddenly begins to dawn on me that the answers
I'd sought for the last three weeks...the answers I'd given up any hope of
ever learning....are right here in front of me. Mr. Lockland is somehow
responsible for this.
"I'll answer your questions...well...as many as I'm allowed to...but you
might want to hear what I have to say first." I wisely shut my mouth and sit
there quietly like a good girl.

"I represent certain...shall we say...Powers that have observed history for
a long time. We have almost never interfered.  However, in this instance it
was just too hard to pass up. You see Jackie, some day Karen will have a
child. That child will play a very significant role in world events. There
are not many instances in the history of the world where one person can make
such a huge impact on the world either for good or bad. I'm talking about
something that will have repercussions for a long, long time. We found,
however, that by making one tiny, virtually insignificant change - chaging
one chormosome of one individual - the outcome would be drastically
different. You see, in the world you were originally born into - as Jack -
Karen's only friends were self-centered egotistical young girls.  After the
ummm...accident...those girls rejected her. With no other close friends,
Karen became angry, withdrawn, and resentful.  When she had her child, she
passed along her anger and resentment to him.  We realized that, if Karen
had just one friend...a friend who loved her and cared about her and taught
her that there was more to the world than shopping or having the right car,
that everything changed. You are that friend Jackie. The Powers I represent
went back and changed the "Y" chromosome in your mother's just-fetilized egg
to an "X" and Jack became Jackie.  The Powers decided to make certain that
you would willingly accept your new life and so they showed you just a tiny
bit of what happens after the day you became Jackie. I was against that
since  I knew there would be some confusion on your part but I was...shall
we say...overruled. In any event it seems to have turned out ok. Now, do you
have any questions?"

I think about it for a minute. "So let me get this straight, in the world
where I was a boy, Karen becomes a lousy mother and her son ..."
"...or daughter..."
"...grows up to be some evil person?"
"Well, I didn't say that exactly. It might be that he or she doesn't do what
someone who grew up with lots of love would do."
"But in this world, where I'm a girl, I help Karen to not be a self
centered, stuck up bitch so she grows up to be a loving, caring mom and her
kid goes on to do wonderful things?"
"In essence, yes. Its a little more complicated than that but, as you see,
in this world the accident didn't even occur."
I think about it some more, trying to wrap my head around the idea and then
I ask, "What are you? Are you angels or aliens or what?"
"I'm sorry Jackie. I can't tell you that. Nor can I tell you anything about
the future."
"Oh," I reply. "Can you at least tell me if I'll be happy?"
"Are you happy now?" Mr. Lockland asks.
"Yes," I say without hesitation and I know I'm smiling so brightly that I
could light up the room.
"Well then, I think that's your answer. There's always pain and joy in every
life Jackie. The idea is to try and forget the pain and use those moments of
joy to help you through it. But yes, I think I can safely tell you that
overall you will be much happier now."
"If I have any problems, can I come to you?"
"I'm afraid not. I will be leaving at the end of the school year so as not
to cause any problems with  a 'sudden' disappearance and you will never see
me again," he says with a touch of sadness in his voice. I can't think of
anything else to ask so I stand up, smile and hug him. He is somewhat taken
aback but finally he hugs me too.
"Thank you Mr. Lockland," I whisper. I let him go and pick up my purse. I
take one last look back into his office and he smiles at me and I skip down
the hall to see my friend.

The End