When I pulled up into my drive way, I stepped out of my car and walked to my front door, my heels clicking on the cement of my walkway. I unlocked my door with my key and stepped inside, quietly closing the door behind me as my parents had already gone to bed. I slipped off my heels and walked up the stairs. I stopped in front of my little sister’s room. I opened the door a little and stepped in. She was fast asleep, wearing a pink night gown. Her fingers clutched the edge of the sheet, catching the light and I saw that they had been painted a light red color. I smiled. “I wish that my sister would be able to stay as a girl if she wanted to.”
“We’re just the same now, for now.” I ran my hand over her head and left quietly through the door, and to my room. I walked into my closet, noticing that every bit of the bar held an article of clothing that I would wear, from dresses, to skirts, to log sleeved blouses. I sat my heels down next to a row of shoes and reached up my legs to pull down my pantie hoses. I tossed them in a little drawer inside and walked back into my room. I shut the door to my closet and I pulled off my dress. It was then that I remembered my panties and I wished to know what she was thinking.
She didn’t find anything wrong with it. I wished her back to her regular self, wishing that she would not remember anything that I had done to her, and that she had been home on time. My panties vanished and I now stood nude in my room. Wishing that no one would look into my window or open my door, I made another wish. “I wish that an exact copy of myself, but clothed in pajamas would appear on my bed, asleep and that she would have only the memories of being a girl her entire life and I would have the ring. Also, I wish that she would remember nothing that happened last night.” I looked over at my bed and saw her, or me, rather, breathing slowly, eyes closed.
“I wish that for a day, I would be either her panties, or her bra, but maintain my ability to think clearly and remember all my past memories, both male and female. If she does not wear any underwear that day, I wish to become either her breasts, or her loins. Suddenly I blacked out and when I came to, I was caught between two very large, but soft pillars. “I wish I knew what I was.” I said and I suddenly realized I had become my duplicate’s pussy. I decided to do a little bit of experimenting and tried to move my Labia. I learned to open it wide and close it tight. Then an hour into the night, she reached down and began rubbing her finger over me. Pleasure shot through me.
“I wish that my duplicate’s name was Jessica Marci Alexandria. I wish Jessica was one of the smartest people in the world and did not need to go to school or need a diploma or any degree to do what she wanted to do as a career. I wish that she was working for a very high paying scientific industry that researched all kinds of things and that she was very happy working with these people.”
“I wish that it was 10:00 in the morning and Jessica was at work.” My world went white and I found a white cloth over my face, and I saw people walk by that I was chest level with. I realized that it was a blouse I was seeing through and that I was Jessica’s Bra.