It began when I made her clothes disappear

Becoming My Sister's Girlfriend

Jamie planted one hand on her hip and rubbed her chin thoughtfully with the other. The pose had her sticking her chest out like a fashion model. Okay, I'll admit, I found the posture sexy. Sure, she's my sister, but it's hard to pretend I feel nothing after I already stared at her naked body on the street.

"Hmm," she finally said after a minute. "You know, there is one thing you can do to make it up to me. I haven't had a date in three months. I've been through all the other lesbian girls at school, and nothing's worked out, and it's hard to meet other lesbians when you're underage. I want a date."

"I can do that," I said. "Is there a particular girl I can set you up with?"

"I just told you, I've dated all the lesbos I know, and they've gone up in smoke."

"So what? I have a magic ring! I could give you a clean slate with any of them. Or I could turn any straight girl you want. Or, how about, I've heard a lot of boys at school talk about how hot you are, and how they'd like to convert you. Maybe you'd like being straight for a week. Or, I know, I could give you the wish you've talked about since you came out, I could make you a straight guy!"

Jamie shook her head, letting her long locks dance over her shoulders. "You really are dim sometimes, aren't you, Joey?"

"What? I don't get it."

"Yes, I can tell."

"Just tell me."

"You humiliated me in front of strangers by making me naked on the street."

"But I wished all their memories away," I protested.

"You didn't wish my memory away," she said, and jabbed a long, slender finger into my chest. "They don't remember me being humiliated, but I sure do. I think it's only fair that you should be humiliated, too. An eye for an eye, isn't it?"

"What do you..." I heard the flutter of fear in my voice, because I thought I knew what was coming next, but I couldn't be sure. I had to hear Jamie say it. I cleared my throat to get my voice under control. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want YOU to be my date tonight."

"I can't date you," I cried. "We're brother and sister."

"You're so stupid, Joey. You have a magic ring on. Start by wishing we weren't related."

"Okay. I wish that, for the next twenty-four hours, Jamie and I weren't related to one another."

I felt a shudder go through me as the world changed. Jamie stayed Jamie, but now she was an only child. I was the son of a family friend. When my parents were killed in a car wreck two years ago, I moved in with Jamie's family. We'd gone though puberty together, and though I was attracted to her, we were just friends.

Jamie must have felt the change, too, because she grinned big. "Yeah, that's right." She walked forward and draped her arms around my neck. I was attracted to her, but I knew that, because I was a boy, she wasn't attracted to me.

So why was she hugging me like a lover?

I hesitated, then reached up and put my hands on the small of her back. I could feel my hands shaking as I let my right hand slide up her spine, over the strap of her bra. If Jamie wanted me to stop, I would, but only if she said so. She started this physical encounter. She could stop it if she wanted, but I would go with it as long as it lasted. I stopped my hand up between her shoulder blades, and pressed her into my body, so her breasts pushed into my chest.

Then I hesitated as, pressed body to body, I couldn't stop myself getting hard.

Jamie grinned. "Good boy, Joey, good boy. Now just give me what I want, and I'll give you what you want."

My voice came out little more than a whisper. "What do you want?"

"For the second half of my wish," she said, "turn yourself into a girl."

"No," I said.

"You promised to make it up to me for the humiliation of making me naked on the street," Jamie said. "Don't back out on me now."

"I don't even know how to be a girl," I said. "I don't know how to wear a bra and walk in pumps and how to... how to act, and... anything about being a girl."

"Boys are so stupid," my sexy ex-sister said, her hot crimson lips so close to mine. "If you can wish to turn your body into a girl, you can wish to turn your mind into a girl, too. Just make the wish already, if you want what your body says you want."

I swallowed, hard, trying to keep my voice under control. "I wish... that, for the duration of my prior wish, I was a girl. I wish that, for the duration of these two wishes, I had always been a girl, with all the knowledge and experience of a girl."

"But a lesbian."

"But a lesbian," I said. "A girl, but a lesbian, so I can feel what I feel right now for Jamie, and she can feel it in return."

Again, I felt that shudder, as the world changed around us. My view changed, as I was suddenly four inches shorter; suddenly, instead of being half a head taller than Jamie, she and I were eye to eye. I realized I was wearing a silk blouse and khaki slacks. But for some reason, I couldn't remember what I looked like as a girl.

Jamie took a step back, her arms still around my neck, but not pressed body to body anymore. She looked doubtful. I tried to pull her back into the embrace, but she resisted, and I decided not to fight her.

"What's the matter," I asked.

"It's just..." Jamie appeared to think for a minute. "You look like the exact same boy, but with breasts and curls. When we go out tonight, I want you to be a girl, and look like a girl, not a boy in a girl's clothes. If that ring can make big changes to you, it can make little changes, I assume?"

"Sure. I suppose so."

"Well then, Joey, or should I say Joelle, let's try customizing you. If we're going on a date tonight, you're going to be my dream date. Let's start with your hair. I think you'd look best as a..."

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