Brie's eyes lit up as she said, "Become my sister."
"Why do you want me to become your sister?" I asked looking at Brie in a confused
manner.
Brie shrugged and said, "I'm an only child and I've wished that I had a younger sister.
If the ring can really grant wishes that would be a great test." Her eyes took on a
puppy dog look and she said, "Please say you will wish to be my sister. It would make
me very happy if it happens."
I sighed and asked, "How old do you want me to be?" I just couldn't resist the look
she gave me.
Brie smiled and said, "I think two years younger than me will be good. That will make
you sixteen. I even have the way you should phrase the wish."
"So how should I phrase the wish?" I asked starting to wonder if this was such a good
idea.
"I'm glad you asked," Brie said her smile getting bigger. "What you need to say is, 'I
wish that I am sixteen year old Richelle Ainsworth younger sister of Brie Ainsworth.'
This should be clear enough to where it won't be twisted and produce undesired
results." I couldn't see any problem with it so I repeated it just as she said. Once I had
finished her smile turned into a wicked grin and I knew I had been tricked. I tried
wishing for the last wish to be canceled but I couldn't get the words out. Brie leaned in
close and said, "You can't undo a wish until it's done and soon you won't want to undo
it," as I felt my socks disappear and my shoes morph.
I looked down to see that my feet had become smaller and I was now wearing sandals
with my toenails painted a light pink. "Why won't I want to undo it?" I asked as the
change started to move up my legs slimming them and making them hairless. My
pants also started to shorten as the change moved up my legs.
"Because you won't remember making the wish or who you were before it," Brie said
with a little giggle. "You didn't think to wish for your mind to remain unchanged did
you?"
I looked up as the change reached my knees and said, "So that means..." I looked
back down as the change reached about mid-thigh and my pant legs that had been
shrinking this whole time flared out and joined together forming the hem of a skirt or
dress changing from blue to grey and from denim to what I thought was polyester.
"Yes," Brie said with glee, "you'll really be my sister. Reality won't change that much.
Most of the world will go on as it always has. Oh a small part of you will remember but
it will be insignificant." She looked down and said, "Well it looks like your dick is about
to disappear."
I had looked up when she had said I would really be her sister and now I looked down
to see the change had indeed reached my crotch. I couldn't see the change but I
could feel it. My dick and balls moved down to between my legs where my dick started
to get thinner and pull inside. My balls retracted up into my body and changed into
what I guessed were ovaries. My empty ballsack shrank down pulling close to my
body. The skin on either side stretched over what was left of my ballsack and dick. I
felt two holes form under what were the outer lips of my new pussy and I knew they
were my urinary tract and vagina. I felt my prostate change into my new womb and the
old urinary tract close up. My ass gained a bit of fat and my hips widened while my
briefs tightened changing into panties. I watched as the changes to my clothes
continued with what had been my pants merging with my shirt so it would be a dress
when it was done. My waist narrowed as my slight gut shrank down to a flat stomach.
"You tricked me," I accused as the color of the dress changed to black a little higher
than my waist.
"Of course I did," Brie said. "I couldn't just let my ancestor's ring slip away."
I looked up shocked as what was becoming my new dress changed color to an off
white color just under where my bust would be coming in. "You're kidding," I said
hoping that she was.
"Oh I'm serious," Brie said as my breasts started growing. "I am a descendant of
Mordoch as you will be." She pronounced the name with a k sound at the end.
"So are you evil?" I asked as my breasts stopped growing and I felt a bra form.
"Evil is in the eye of the beholder," Brie said smiling as the neckline of my shirt
lowered into a scoop neck. "Is it evil to want to rule the world to make it better?"
"I guess not," I said as my shoulders narrowed and the change start down my arms
with the sleeves remaining short but with banded cuffs like the neck. Wait a minute.
How did I know that?
"That's what Mordoch wanted to do but people viewed him as evil and killed him," Brie
said with a scowl on her face. I could understand how she felt. "Looks like your
physical transformation is almost finished," she said nodding to my arms.
"I guess," I said my voice sounding like a teen girl's. I looked at my arm and saw that it
was slimmer. Now that I was paying attention I could feel my face changing as my
hands became daintier and my nails grow a little longer and paint themselves the
same light pink as my toenails. I felt my lips plump up just a bit and my cheek bones
move higher. My nose narrowed just a bit and my face became more angular. I could
feel my hair growing longer. A thought occurred to me and I asked looking up, "You're
not going to remember this are you?" When I had looked up at Brie I noticed that I
had to look up a bit more so I had obviously shrunk a bit. I had gone from a thirty-six
year old man to a sixteen year old girl. At least in body but soon in mind too.
"A small part of me will remember like a small part of you will," Brie said with a smile.
"I think I know why you asked that. To answer your unasked question I don't know how
it will affect your second wish. I do know that you'll still have the ring since you didn't
die or wish it off. Now since your physical changes are done the mental changes
should take place." Just as she said that a flood of memories washed over me
drowning me in them. Memories of growing up as a girl, of learning magic which was
my birthright, of attending meetings of our coven, of watching our enemies beheaded,
of meeting the Hag of the Shadows and receiving the ring, of making a wish for the
woman I was looking at to become naked, and of coming to the bookstore to wait for
my older sister to get off work and buying a romance novel to read while I wait. I
looked up as Brie asked in a whisper, "You're sure that you have the ring?"
"I wouldn't lie to you about something as important as this," I hissed. "Mom would
ground me for life if I did."
"Still we need to make sure," Brie said looking around. She smiled wickedly and I
followed her gaze to find Melissa Thompson had just walked in. We both hated her
since she had tried to steal our boyfriends from us recently. "I have an idea on how to
test the ring and humiliate her," Brie said.
"Ooh tell me what it is," I said wriggling in my seat from the anticipation. Brie usually
had such good ideas for getting even with people though she hadn't thought of one for
Melissa until now.
"Well you know how she's always complaining about watching her niece because she
has to touch her diaper," Brie said a grin spreading across her face. "Well I thought
you could wish for her to have to wear and use a diaper. Not only that but to also have
the compulsion to have someone change her with no other mental changes. She
would be humiliated since she doesn't like diapers and always has to do things
herself."
I grinned as the words for the wish started to form in my head. I would need to word it
so I could be sure the right person would get hit with it instead of a random Melissa
Thompson. I suppressed a giggle and said, "I wish that the Melissa Thompson in this
store needs to wear and use diapers while not being physically handicapped and that
she has an irresistible compulsion to have other people change her with no other
mental changes to her with this wish and no mental changes to myself and my sister
Brie with this wish."
Once I finished my wish Melissa's purse changed into a diaper bag and she colored
up. "It looks like it worked," Brie whispered as Melissa came over to us.
"Um... Brie," Melissa said looking down once she was in front of us. "Um... do you
think you could um... well I was wondering um... could you please um... please change
my diaper?" Her voice was so quiet at the end that we barely heard her and she
blushed even more.
"Of course I'll change your diaper Melissa," Brie said loudly and Melissa turned bright
red looking like she wanted to just die. "Come to the restroom and I'll change you."
"I have to use the restroom myself," I said marking my place in my book. I had to pee
and I needed to change my tampon. I let Brie and Melissa get ahead of me so I could
make a wish without Melissa hearing me. I had seen a problem so I said, "I wish that
the Melissa Thompson in this store will never think about or actually kill herself and will
never think about or ask someone to kill her." Well I wanted her to be embarrassed
and death would be a release from that. Melissa and Brie went into the restroom just
seconds after I finished my wish and I was a few seconds behind them.
Melissa was already laying on the floor with her dress up exposing her diaper. Brie
opened it and said, "Whoa that stinks," upon which Melissa turned even redder than
before which I didn't think was possible.
I stepped around them and looked to see if any of the stalls were empty. Fortunately
the were and I was glad there wasn't a line here. Once I had finished up in the stall I
was washing my hands while Brie was telling me how Melissa had rushed out of here
with tears in her eyes. I laughed and said, "Oh that must have been a sight to see."
"Yes," Brie said laughing. "I just hope she doesn't kill herself to escape her
punishment."
"Oh I already took care of that," I said with a big grin plastered on my face. "She can't
even think of killing herself or asking someone to kill her."
"Why Richelle you little witch," Brie said with a smile. "You can be so cruel at times."
"Just like my big sis," I said smiling at Brie. I turned back to the mirror and the smile
fell from my face. Something didn't look right. I leaned forward to check my make-up
but that didn't need to be touched up. I looked at my gray eyes but I couldn't see
anything wrong with them. There was nothing wrong with my light brown hair either.
Everything was just as I had seen it in the mirror this morning.
"Are you ok?" Brie asked concerned.
"I just thought I saw something wrong in my reflection," I said shaking my head a bit.
"Well it was probably because you weren't paying too much attention when you turned
back to the mirror," Brie said shrugging. "That happens to me sometimes. It's nothing
to worry about."
"You're right," I said dismissing the thought. "We better get going. If we miss the start
of the meeting Mom will kill us."
"Then I guess we had better not miss the start," Brie said as we exited the restroom.