I found myself largely unable to move for a few minutes afterward. My body still tingled with pleasure. That didn’t stop my mind from racing, however. I made my wish to be able to change bodies easily in case of complications. Well, I figured, there need not be any complications. I knew I always felt like a female in a male’s body. Now that I had a female body, it felt right. It felt natural. It felt like what I was always supposed to have. There was no way that I was going back. I glanced at my male body on the floor and saw nothing more than an illusion, a costume. That’s all it was to me now. So I made another careful wish. I wished that the world would always remember me as being a female, that everyone I had ever met, except for Phil, would know I was a female and that even my parents would forget that I was ever a male.
I made the wish to exclude Phil because I wanted to test it. “Phil, honey,” I said. “Could you get my wallet out of my jeans over there, please.” I continued to tease him by using my leg to gesture as to where my jeans rested on the floor. I had to reach across his body with my leg to do so, and I rubbed gently across his cock as I moved it back to a resting position.
He sat up from the bed and did as I asked. “You know, Joe,” he said. “This seems way too natural for you.”
“Of course it does,” I said. “That’s because it is.” He found my wallet and took it out of my jeans. He walked back over to the bed and held it out in front of his body, waiting for me to take it from him. “Open it,” I said. With question in his eyes, he did. “Look for my driver’s license,” I said. He found it and did a double take.
“What the hell?” he asked.
I guessed what he saw. I put a fake worried look on my face and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s you,” he said as he pointed at me. “Not the real you, it’s this you. Female,” he said.
“What does it say is my name?” I asked. Again, I already assumed the answer.
“Josephine Michelle Wilford,” he answered. “Your name is Joseph Michael,” he said. He seemed perturbed. “This just can’t be happening. How is this happening?” he asked.
“I can’t tell you,” I said. “But let me try to.” I moved to the edge of the bed and placed my feet on the floor to sit down. I gestured for him to sit next to me. He did so. I wrapped my arms around his neck again. “I told you before I always wanted to be a woman and you said it was weird.”
“Yea, it is,” he said.
I lightly slapped him on the cheek. “Don’t interrupt, ‘kay?” I chided him. “You may think it’s weird, but it’s completely natural for me. I’ve always felt like I was supposed to be a girl and not a boy. You know from school that I was never gifted athletically and never liked a lot of things that boys are supposed to like. You know I was introverted and that’s because I was always afraid to walk around in my own skin. Well now I have what I’ve always felt like I was supposed to have. So this is me now. I’m not going to change back.”
“That still doesn’t tell me how you’ve done this,” Phil said. “That was just the ‘why.’”
“Yea, you’re right,” I agreed. “I guess I can’t really tell you ‘how.’ But do you really need to know anyway? This is the way it is.”
“No, I guess not,” he said. “I suppose I’m still confused. I never knew you wanted to be a girl.”
“No one did,” I said. “It was just one of those things I was afraid to tell anyone. Even someone like you, and you’ve practically been a brother to me.” It was at this moment that I realized something. Phil had been a brother to me for a very long time. We grew up together, we went through school together and now we were roommates together. It occurred to me that my actions had destroyed that relationship. That wasn’t really something I intended to do. I guessed this is why he didn’t seem so enthusiastic and unwilling to have sex with me. Sure, once he got started he was fine, but I think it was safe to say that he didn’t enjoy having sex as much as I did.
Now I had a dilemma. There was no way to fix this problem. I wasn’t going to be stuck in that male body anymore. I could just wish Phil to always remember me as a female, too, but that also didn’t resolve the problem. That wouldn’t rekindle the relationship we had. The only thing that could be done was…