"A wonderful female, if I do say so myself." Sheila said. "Now, we have a deal. My wish!" She jumped up and down with excitement. I smiled at her. I'd experience a day or so as 'Lauren', then perhaps I'd go back. I would need new clothes though. They didn't change, but I suppose I didn't specify it.
"Now... Let me see..." Sheila mused. "I don't really want anything that I could get with my magic... I shall help you further! I think we should do a little reality change..." A grin spread across the small woman's face. I became a little worried.
"What do you mean?" I asked, but she was already muttering and waving her hands, and I was feeling the effects. First of all, a grasping hand of cloth encompassed my new breasts, strapping them to my chest: a bra. This is OK, I thought as my boxers shrunk around my new vagina, becoming panties. I needed new clothes...
My thoughts were broken by another shifting around my chest as my school shirt began to hug my new slender form, the collar extending. My breasts gained a little bit more room, but were still slightly 'contained'. My previously baggy black trousers became snug and fitting. Finally, a hair-band with a small blue bow attached itself to my head, pulling my hair out of my eyes.
"Ah... Thank you, Sheila. You are truly the best one could ever have!" I giggled, hugging her small form.
"Oh please!" She replied. "Oh! Someone's coming. I'll hide!" This was replied to by a look of terror. Nobody could see me like this. What would they think? How- My terrified thoughts were broken by my mother coming into the room. I could only stare in... shock? She didn't seem the slightest bit confused as to why there was a strange girl in her house. She smiled at me, walked to the wicker wash basket in the corner of my room and began to pick up my dirty clothes, amongst which were several pairs of female underwear, a few skirts and a blouse or two.
"Oh Lauren, before I forget, when is Claire coming over tomorrow? I need to know if I should make extra dinner." She asked, just before she walked out the pale pink door.
"Umm..." I replied, slightly thrown off by the question. I wasn't expecting this. Claire? Who was she? Presumably a good friend or something... But... this was reality now? This wasn't right...
"I'll have to check with her. I'll let you know later." I covered up.
"OK, Loz. Oh, and dinner's ready in five." She walked out the room and Sheila reappeared.
"This is reality?!" I questioned.
"Yes. My wish from me to you. Don't worry. We can change things later if you don't like them. Enjoy your time as Lauren. Who knows? You might prefer it." With this, I relaxed a little. Maybe she was right. Maybe everything would be better...
And at that thought, I picked up my now red mobile from the desk and flicked through the contacts to find Claire's number.