Grabbing the flashlight from your room, you step out into the hallway and look about. You can hear nobody in the darkened house and after a bit you pad silently toward your sister's room.
Listening at the door, you hear nothing from within and deciding to wait a bit, you turn the flashlight on and play with the blue settings.
After a bit of this, you become satisfied that you have it a good enough beam and clicking off the light you once again listen at your sister's door. When you hear nothing from within, you push the door open and enter.
Inside you are greeted by a mixture of Hello Kitty, Rainbow Bright, Angelina Ballerina and Disney Princesses. Pink walls with white trim greet you and a vanity that matches the dresser and canopy bed can be made out. Thinking that it looks a little like your room used to look when you where younger, you spy your sister lying on her bed, fast asleep.
Worried that she might be shamming, you pause in the doorway and wait. After a bit, sure that she is truly asleep...and marveling at the fact that she is able to pass out so fast...you silently creep into the room.
Hesitantly you creep toward the bed and when you feel that you are close enough, you point the flashlight at your sister for a second time...but completely unaware that it is the second time.
You aim the blue light, a beam sitting somewhere between the low and medium frequency but closer to the low than anything else, at the crotch of the footie pyjamas she is wearing, unsure of what will happen and if you'll be able to tell if anything has happened.
The effect is immediate, even if you can't see it. As your sister's privates and reproductive organs shift sex and gender, new memories begin to wash across your mind, causing you smile as this happens. After a bit, you click the light off and whisper, "Sweet dreams, dweeb face," and exiting the room, you silently head back to your room, listening to the sounds of the house settling around you
Inside, you lie down on your bed, glance at the clock...noting that it is about ten fifty three...and close your eyes. As you lay there, you let the new memories wash over you, thinking that the old ones must be some sort of dream. As your synapses fire and the memories shift about, you begin to realise some interesting things that brings an even bigger smile to your face.
The first is that you don't have a sister named Lucy, but yet you do. Her real name is Luke and at the age of four he announced…first to mother and then to you...father had left about three months after Luke's first birthday...that he was a girl and wanted to be treated like a girl. Mother was distraught at first and you thought your little brother was an idiot, but after a while you and mother adjusted.
The biggest change of all this came when it was time to enroll Luke in school and after some problems Luke was enrolled as Lucy...dressing, playing and acting, for all intents and purposes, like a girl. And then, just shortly after she started school, Lucy had begun to take medication to suppress any and all of the normal hormones boys her age would produce, further cementing that he in fact was and wanted to be a she. In a couple years, Lucy would begin to take estrogen so that her body developed like a normal girl’s…except the privates, which would always be male until she had her surgery done.
Smiling at these memories, thinking it funny that with the flashlight you have just turned your sister into a male to female transsexual, you slip the flashlight under your pillow and then after a thought, you get up and hide it in a place only you know about situated just inside your closet. Satisfied, you lie back down on your bed and close your eyes.
As you drift off to sleep, you wonder if maybe you should tell anyone about the flashlight and what it can do. Sleepily, you ask yourself, "I wonder what Melissa and her boyfriend Gene would say or do if I showed them? Maybe I could make Gene all female or all male. Would he be happy as a she or a he? I wonder..."
Within moments, sleep grabs you and you are out cold, content that you are happy with your life as a female and you don't want to use the flashlight on yourself, but that if the need ever arose you could certainly use it as a form of revenge on a person.