Today I tried out what Kayla suggested last night, but it wasn't exactly how I had planned to do it. Well, I guess I'd better start from the beginning again.
I was walking home, alone this time because Carla had some practice to attend, and I was cutting through a park. There was someone jogging or sprinting around the path, for exercise, I guess, and we didn't see each other. He ran into me, and I was knocked flat on my back, probably because he was running faster but he might have just been stronger too, or something. I pushed myself up with my arms, ready to apologize for not paying attention, but I stopped when I noticed that I had that feeling about him. I'm fairly sure this is about the third or fourth time this week I've had someone run into me and turn into a girl, and honestly it's getting a little annoying. I'm starting to wonder if they're doing it on purpose or if getting run into is some kind of weird part of my power that I can't control. But anyway, I knew I couldn't stop it so this time I just looked up and watched.
I noticed that he was an older guy, his hair was gray and he had some wrinkles and even some scars from old cuts. I didn't really know what to expect, I don't think anyone I've changed before was much older than young adult. He was tall and looked like he was fit, not too skinny or fat, and he was wearing a jogging suit, one of those matching sweatshirt-sweatpant sets. It didn't take me long to notice he was getting visibly younger. His hair's color was turning to a bright brown, and his skin was starting to smooth over and turn a brighter color, and even the scars looked like they were healing.
His clothes started to get tighter and thinner, and from about the top half of his legs up they were turning a brighter color, too. I could see that this guy was really strong and muscular at first, but then his arms and legs started to get slimmer and lose all the tone to them. His sleeves were getting shorter, but his shirt was getting longer. He looked like he must be in about his twenties now, and I looked at his face to find it was getting a little bit rounder and smaller. His stomach looked flat under the shirt, and now it was getting thinner, too, and I noticed he was starting to lose height.
His hair started to grow out around his face, and a small part on one side of the forehead tied itself up in a pink rubber-band thing. His shirt was now completely white, except for the ends of the sleeves, the edge of a collar that had formed on the top, and the part that had grown out, all of which had both turned a darker pink. The bottom part, which reached about halfway to his knees now, suddenly spread out and folded itself together into a skirt, separating from the top part. Then I noticed that the top part of his pants had separated from the bottom part and was getting shorter, and tighter between his legs. I looked farther down and saw thin, tight black stockings covering his legs the rest of the way down.
I looked back up, trying to keep my eyes off of the tiny bright thin cloth at the top of his legs, and saw that the skirt and sleeve edges had turned to some kind of striped or plaid pattern, I don't know what it's called, with some different shades of pink on them. I also noticed that two dark blue straps had formed on top of one of his shoulders and were growing downward, and then I saw that his chest was forming little bumps on each side.
I was fairly sure he'd turned into a girl by now, and I could see the bumps swelling out while some kind of tie in the same pattern as the skirt grew down between them, reaching about the middle of her stomach before it was through. Pretty soon the straps from earlier had grow into some kind of huge bag, a purse, maybe, but it was big. I looked back up to her face and found out the chest had stopped growing at a pretty noticeable size, and for some reason there was a piece of toast in her mouth. Yeah, that was different.
Without using her hands at all, she somehow managed to pull the whole piece of bread in her mouth, eat it and swallow it in what felt like just a few seconds. Then she looked down at me, as if she hadn't even noticed I was there before. "Hi!" she said, "I'm Lue, and you?" (I think that's how it's spelled). Her voice was really high and cheerful.
"Kael."
She came closer and bent down at the waist to get her head closer to mine. "What'cha doin' on the ground, Kael?"
"Uh, I just fell."
"Well I can do something about that!" She reached her free arm forward, grabbed my hand, and pulled me up, and I found out something that I did not expect. She was really strong. If I had tried to stay on the ground I feel like I could've had my arm pulled out. Once I was standing up in front of her, and I had to look down to see her face, she said, "So what happened to me when you fell over?"
"I'm really sorry, I can't control it, I've been trying but--" I was cut off by her laughing.
"Don't be silly! What are you apologizing for, being a fountain of youth? But I do wonder, if you can do that to me, can you do it to you, too?"
"Well, um, I guess so."
"Would you show me?" She had wide eyes and this huge eager grin. I didn't really want to do it, since I hadn't changed anywhere but my own room before, but then I thought, Well, it's only fair I guess. I know that doesn't make sense now, I'm still not sure why I did it. But, after a quick look around to make sure there was still nobody else to see (and there wasn't) I crossed my arms in front of my stomach so each hand was touching the other arm, and focused.
This time I focused on becoming a girl, but only physically and mentally. I wasn't really sure what that meant, being mentally a girl, but I guess I hoped my power would know. I guess it did? In only a second or so, I could feel my arms tightening again, the hair on the arms my fingers were touching receding. Then my shirt changed, buttons forming all down the middle, the collar pulling down to a V shape, and I could feel a bra attaching itself to my back and shoulders. My face tingled for a second, and then my hair grew out past my shoulders. The..blouse, I guess it was, started getting tighter on my stomach, and my stomach shrank under it.
Then I started to get shorter, and it felt different outdoors. It was like the whole world around me was getting taller, trees rising, grass getting closer, Lue in front of me getting taller until I was barely any taller than she was. At the same time, my jeans were getting tighter on my legs, and my legs were pushed tighter and thinner. My hips loosened, stretched, whatever, and I could feel my boxers underneath getting shorter and tighter the whole time. Then I felt it happen, I was female again, and suddenly I wasn't attracted to the girl in front of me anymore.
It was so weird: I knew she was attractive, but it was like I suddenly felt none of that attraction myself. It was kind of a relief. I mean, being attracted to someone is really kind of awkward, especially in my situation. I was suddenly aware that I wouldn't mind physical contact with her, that it wouldn't be awkward, that she would be okay with it too. And....something about that...I liked. It felt like we could be friends without any risk to it. While all these thoughts were running through my head, I could feel my chest swelling again, until it had filled the bra and given the blouse some cleavage to show.
Lue was grinning. "Say, why're you blushing? You make a cute girl!"
"W-well, I've never done this in front of anyone before," I said, trying to cool off the heat in my cheeks that I only noticed now that she'd pointed it out. "This is the first time I've, used my power on myself anywhere but my own home."
"Wow, really? Then you should stick with it for a while!" She suddenly got beside me and put her arm across my shoulder. It was a gesture of..friendship, I guess, and I returned it without even thinking about it. "What do you say we go to the mall or something?"
"Sure, okay," I said. She'd been stronger than me as a guy, and girl-me was much weaker. I'm not sure I like that...but the point is, she was starting to pull me along with her, and I couldn't physically resist her. Somehow I didn't really want to, too. While we were walking, I said, "You seem to be taking this whole 'bizarre magical power' thing really well."
She laughed again. "Well, I'm a loon, love to bark at the moon. It's easy enough for me to accept anything."
"Sure, okay," I said. She'd been stronger than me as a guy, and girl-me was much weaker. I'm not sure I like that...but the point is, she was starting to pull me along with her, and I couldn't physically resist her. Somehow I didn't really want to, too. While we were walking, I said, "You seem to be taking this whole 'bizarre magical power' thing really well."
She laughed again. "Well, I'm a loon, love to bark at the moon. It's easy enough for me to accept anything."
So for the rest of the afternoon I guess I got a real experience of being what a girl is like. After the first five minutes or so it didn't feel unnatural the way it has before. My voice and my body felt like they were mine, like I'd had years to get used to them. When we got to the mall I found out something really weird: I actually knew about fashion somehow. I mean, I could look in the window of a women's clothing store, I knew what everything in it was called and I even had some idea of whether or not I would look good in certain clothes. Even weirder, I caught myself sizing up guys walking around a couple of times. It didn't even occur to me at first that I'm usually a guy, and that scared me a little. I guess all that shouldn't have surprised me so much, since I told my power to make me a girl mentally, but I really don't like knowing I have a power that can alter a person's mind so much they don't even know the difference if they're not really thinking about it.
And, is that really what a female mind is like, or is it just what I think being female mentally means? I actually think it's just what I think it is, but if that's so I think that makes me sexist of some kind, and I don't like that. I didn't even think that some of the differences I noticed were things I thought girls in general had or did or thought, but I can't really think of any other explanation.
Lue was with me the whole time, and we were mostly just walking and talking back and forth. She's..weird, that's about the best way I can put it. She would say really bizarre things out of nowhere or change the subject in the middle of a sentence, all with this cheerful tone like she didn't even know she was doing it. I can't say for sure I really learned anything about her, even though I know I told her some things about myself. After a few hours we left and I changed back before going home.
After a while it occurred to me that my power actually changed Lue's age by at least a decade. I mean, I don't remember for sure but I don't think anyone else really got that much younger, definitely not that much older...and I started to wonder if I could actually control age changes. So tonight I turned myself back to the physically-mentally female form, and then tried using my power on that form again to be a couple of years younger. It worked, which means I can actually change a form once it's finished changing--or at least my own. I'm not sure if it would work as well on someone else. But, anyway, next I tried going up a few years, to about twenty. That worked too. I tried going much farther in the young side, to age 11, and, it was really weird going through backwards puberty as a girl. It was even weirder going through it forward again in the span of about two minutes to get myself back to my actual age. I had these huge, fast mood swings while I was changing, and even for a minute or two after that, and when I was over them I decided not to send my age that far back again.
After that, it occurred to me, like I said earlier, that I can actually make changes to, at least my own form, after I finish going to it. So I tried making a few small changes and then going back, just to see what I could do. I was able to turn my hair red, blonde, and even an unnatural blue color. I could make myself a few inches taller or or shorter. I found out I could even change the clothes I was wearing, the color or material. I don't think any of this has a real use or anything (I mean the small changes in look, I know being some kind of bizarre fountain of youth would probably be helpful to some people), but I guess Rio would tell me knowing more about my power is a good thing.
I love this Midas Journal series! It makes me wish I would've thought of it first!
ReplyDeleteThe "mentally" part sounds like a horrible idea. Messing with your own mind like that can have far too many unintended consequences.
ReplyDeleteHe can mess with age. Huh. I wonder what would happen if he ran into a furry (or perhaps the important thing would be if he were a furry himself).
That's the second time someone has surprised him with their post-change strength. It reminds me of that "Beauty in the Beast" caption from a year ago. It's interesting, then, that the protagonist's own strength diminishes in the change.
I just realized Kael seems to have an eidetic memory for these transformations. He spends big portions of the journal just describing precise details of the changes. If I hadn't been so used to it, I would have realized a lot earlier how weird it is given the conceit that this is some guy writing about his day.
ReplyDeleteSo he can now live indefinitely with this power.. It just keeps getting better and better.
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