Insomnia is a torment everyone endures at one time or another. Sleep eludes the mind, leaving you in a state of cursed wakefulness. Lacking the energy to do anything useful, you throw yourself into any available diversion.
At 3 am, there's not much to do. Nothing is on cable, you've seen all the movies, read all the books. Nothing is open anywhere, it seems.
So Chris found herself at her computer, idly surfing the interet, waiting to finally fall unconcious.
Her real name is Christine, but she never cared for it, and after years of insistence, even her own family just calls her Chris. She's a pretty girl, with a slender build and high cheekbones. Her bleached blonde hair is cut short, with long bangs that frame her heart-shaped face and threaten constantly to obscure her dark blue eyes.
With no real reason to get dressed, she sits at her computer wearing nothing but her underwear. Her breasts are small, giving her a boyish appearance.
If one were to look in her closet, in fact, they'd find that Chris didn't care to wear dresses or skirts, and even owned boy's clothing in her size. It was a secret thrill to her, to transform completely into a boy, and dance on the very edge of the gender divide.
She'd dress carefully, and bind her small breasts. No makeup, and she'd dye her hair a darker shade. Then she'd drive to the big mall thirty minutes from her home town.
Even then, there was always a risk she'd run into someone she knew during her masquerade. It had happened, but oddly, no one had seen through her disguise yet.
Yesterday, however, things had gotten intense, to the point where she couldn't sleep.
She was used to girls staring, or even flirting with "Sean", her alter ego. And she'd flirt right back; it was all part of the game. The first time a girl had kissed her, she'd been confused, but at the same time, it wasn't unpleasant. By the second time, she realized she liked it.
She often wondered if that made her a lesbian. It gave her a thrill, but mostly because she was able to get even closer to that edge. Of course, actually having sex with a girl was probably out, but she caught herself more than once looking at pretty girls.
Like now, for example. She'd found a softcore website, and her hand slid into her panties as she became aroused.
Even as she went through the motions, however, she found herself thinking about Sage.
Chris was a very tall girl, which only reinforced her boyish persona.
Sage was anything but. Chris wasn't exactly sure, but if Sage was taller than 5', she'd be suprised. Sage had long henna red hair (she admitted the actual shade wasn't quite so dramatic, but it looked good on her) and dark green eyes. She often dressed like a younger girl, but underneath her lolicon disguise, she actually had a sexy figure, and a fairly large chest for a girl her size.
Chris had never met anyone quite like Sage, she was smart, passionate, and confident. She'd also made it quite clear last night that she wanted Chris.
She'd drug Chris into the theatre, obstensibly to see a not-so-new action movie, but once inside the empty theatre, she revealed that she had other plans, climbing into Chris's lap. Warning alarms were going off in Chris's mind, but she couldn't pull herself away from the smaller girl. They made out, and then Sage took off her shirt and bra, taking Chris's hands and placing them on her ample breasts.
Chris was literally, blown away. Touching Sage, listening to her moan and beg for more...she felt powerful. Thankfully, the third act closed before Sage could go to the next step. She'd actually planned to go down on Chris...oh well, next time.
The way her green eyes seemed to glisten and the lustful smile on the smaller girl's face drove the point home. Sage's whole demeanor had changed; it was clear as day that she considered Chris to be "her boyfriend".
Nothing more serious than heavy petting occured for the rest of the night, although as Sage walked away (after one hell of a goodbye kiss!), Chris noticed she'd given the other girl a rather large hickey.
Chris snapped back to reality, realizing she'd been staring at a naked girl who vaguely resembled a certain redhead.
Dammit. She was gonna have to end this now. It had all been a game before, but now she was actually playing with someone else's emotions. As it was, Sage would be heartbroken, but better it end now than later...
A misclick brought her to a different page, damn porn sites. Before she could click back, however, she noticed the page was actually very high quality.
"Curiousities, Inc. -where dreams are sold."
To her astonishment, the site claimed to sell ACTUAL MAGIC POTIONS (?!) that would enable the buyer to transform themselves in a variety of ways.
The prices were ridiculous, of course. The con (it had to be a con, right? Magic wasn't real..) was pretty enticing. Even she was tempted. But not for 99 dollars a bottle!
Then she saw an add for a special introductory offer. A sampler pack of random potions, for only 19.99.
Maybe it was her sleep-deprived state, but she got out her credit card and made the order.
And then, finally, she was able to slide into a deep sleep...