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Dream Girl
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Chapter Five


Still at Sarah's house, time was running out and they knew it. It
had been a while since the attempted rape and despite intensive
searching, no-one had seen a trace of 'Michelle'. Even Mary who
had been calm and collected was starting to pace up and down the
room.

"You know. It may have been better if she had actually been raped"
Mary said.

"WHAT" Andrew said.

"Well, look at it this way. Even if he had been raped and beaten
up, at least we could have taken Tina to the hospital. She could
have delayed his transformation into a witch. We could have then
healed him, turned him back and maybe even made him forget about
today. It's just that fighting those rapists off... may... condemn
him to be a woman."

Mary's words seemed cruel, but everyone knew they were
completely true. It might have worked out better had he been
raped. But there's still time, Mary thought. Suddenly the phone
rang. Everyone had been instructed not to ring on this line. Sarah
walked over and picked up the receiver.

"Hello"

"Hello. This is the operator. I have a collect call from a Micky
Curtis to a Miss Adams. Do you accept the call"

"YES" Sarah put her hand on the mouthpiece, spun around and said
"It's him"

"Put it on the speaker" Mary said.

As soon as Sarah had pressed speaker button, everyone in the room
heard a tentative female voice

"Hello". Everyone in the room was motionless.

"Michael. This is Mary. Michael, is that you" Mary asked.

"Well, I'm not sure who I am anymore. I was Michael this morning,
but now..." Michael said. The tone of his voice was a mixture of
anger and fright.

"It's okay. We know what happened. How do you feel" Mary asked.

"How do I feel. Well, let's see. So far today, I've been turned
into a girl, dumped in a hospital and then nearly gang raped.
I feel fine. Why shouldn't I" Michael retorted, each word dripping
with sarcasm.

He continued without pausing "I mean, have you seen me. Do you
know what I look like. I look like fucking Barbie. What was Tina
thinking? What did she want. A lifesize fucking Barbie doll"

Those words hurt, just as they had intended. Tina burst into tears
again at this point. Michael could hear Tina crying in the
background and while he did feel a little sorry for her, he felt a
lot more sorry for himself and that continued to fuel his anger

"Michael, you know that isn't true" Mary replied

"Do I." Michael replied quickly "All I know is that this morning,
I was a guy. Now I a fucking girl. Why. Why did you do this to
me."

"It wasn't supposed to happen. Tina was trying to transform
herself, not you. It was an accident"

"AN ACCIDENT. An accident is when you drop a hammer on your foot.
An accident is when you slip on a stone and break your arm. What
sort of accident is this. I... I... was nearly... raped. Do you
have any idea what that feels like. What did I do to you to
deserve this." Mary could hear that Michael was almost at the
point of crying.

Mary truly didn't know what it feels like to be raped. She could
sympathize, but in the end, nothing like that had ever happened
to her. Mary paused. The softly softly approach wasn't working.
Michael was simply too angry to listen to pleas. She'd have to be
a bit firmer and hope he would listen to sheer reasoning.

"Okay, I know you're angry and upset. I can understand that.
You've got every right to be. But I don't have the time to be
nice to you right now, so listen and listen good."

Tina jumped up to protest, but Mary silenced her with a stare. She
continued.

"What's happened to you is temporary... at the moment, but pretty
soon it's going to become permanent. And by that, I mean
completely permanent. If we don't get to you within the next hour
or so you will be stuck like that for the rest of your life. See
those big tits on your chest. Well, if you don't get back to us,
they'll be on your chest forever. And feel that space between your
legs. You'll never feel a cock there again, unless... you get back
to us."

Mary was about to say "you'll never feel a cock there again,
unless it's someones else's fucking you", but stopped herself
just in time. That was going to far, especially after what had
happened to him. She wanted to scare Michael into action, not
scare him senseless. Also, although there might still be some way
back even after the spell became permanant permanent in an hour,
she didn't want to leave any doubt in Michael's mind.

"Listen, do you think we would do anything to hurt you. You saved
the lives of some of the people I care most about. I'd do anything
to help you. And what about Tina. Do you think she would do this
to you deliberately. You saved her life. She'd NEVER do this to
you unless it was an accident."

There was a pause which Mary found encouraging. At least Michael
was thinking carefully about what she had said.

"So I can still be turned back then." Michael said, the tone of
his voice a bit softer.

"Yes. At the moment. In about an hour though, the spell will
become permanent. We need to get you back here to Tina so she
can remove it before then" Mary was relieved at the Michael
calmer attitude.

"And then what. What happens"

"Then you can go. Once we have turned you back, you can just walk
out of the door if you want to and we will never bother you again"
This was awkward. Their group had a general rule that normals
cannot be aware of their existence. Mary wasn't sure if they could
adjust his memory because of his resistance to magic. Of course,
Michael could no longer be considered a 'normal'. Still, it would
not be just as simple as letting him go, but this is one problem
that would have to wait until later. The first priority was
getting him his old body back.

"Where are you?" Mary asked.

"I don't know"

"Come on Michael. Let us help you"

"No. I really don't know. I've no idea where I am. I'm in a call
box somewhere".

This wasn't true. He had a rough idea, but didn't want to let
that out just yet.

"Well, give me some clues. Any landmarks, street names, anything
to help us find you. How far away are you from the point where
you were nearly raped." Mary asked.

"I... I.. just ran and ran. I don't know. I can try and find out."

"Okay, but be very careful. The rest of that gang are really
pissed about you. You might have pulled some Karate moves on them
once, but next time, they'll.... well... you know...."

Mary didn't need to finish. Everyone knew what would happen if the
gang caught up with Michael.

"Then why don't I go to the police" ask Michael.

"NO. The police know about the rape. If they find you, they'll
treat you like a rape victim. They'll examine you for hours, by
which time you will be stuck in that body forever."

Suspicion crept into Michael's mind. He simply didn't trust Mary
anymore. "Or are you just afraid that I'll tell the police what
really happened".

"And what exactly will you tell them. That you used to be a guy
and were turned into a woman. Do you think that anyone will
believe you. This isn't about preserving our secret. We're not
worried about that, because even when you're back in your own
body, no-one will ever believe you."

Mary was right, Michael thought. No-one would ever believe him.
What should he do. Everything Mary said seemed to make sense. It
did appear to be an accident. Up until now, he had found nothing
to fear from their family. And he didn't want to spend the rest
of his life as a woman. He realised he had no choice but to go
back to Tina and be turned back. He would watch his back very
closely though.

"I think I can find my way back to the point where I was nearly...
raped. Can you and Tina meet me there." Michael said.

"No, Tina and I must remain here to prepare to turn you back. It's
going to take a little preparation, but it's only a few minutes
drive so I'll arrange for some people to meet you. They will be
in a light blue Ford and his name is Richard. And Michael, be
careful."

"Okay."

Mary dialed the number on the phone and waiting for an answer.

"Hello, Richard. It's Mary. Listen, we've spoken to Michael. He's
alright, but we need to get him back here quickly. Go back to the
place where 'Michelle' was raped. He will meet you there. Bring
him back here as soon as you get him. Okay." She hung up the
phone. Hopefully all this would soon be over.

***********************

Michael was hiding in one of the alleyways. He had been able to
find his way back fairly easily. He wasn't sure why he had phoned
Sarah's house. It was probably because he was getting increasingly
desparate. He knew he couldn't try walking any further, so he
found a secluded call box and phoned collect. Even in that short
call, he started to receive some unwanted attention, so had
quickly ran back into the alleyway in which he was hiding.

He had been there for few minutes when he saw what looked like a
light blue Ford park at the point where the rape had taken place
not more than a few hours ago. There was a man and a women in the
car. The woman was driving. The man got out of the car and stood
beside it looking around.

Michael looked around. It was now almost dark. He looked around
for other possible gang members. Whilst he felt fairly confident
he could handle anyone, he didn't want to display his power,
least of all to these people.

The moment, he walked out from the alleyway, virtually everyone
for several hundred feet noticed him. This was very
disconcerting for Michael. He was used to being able to blend
into the background. In his previous form, it was no problem,
but when you're a big breasted babe with long blonde hair, it's
not so easy. The quicker he got out of this body, the better.

Richard noticed Michael as soon as he stepped out of the alleyway
and judging by the pointing, staring and whispering, most of the
street had noticed him as well. This was hardly surprising. He was
stunning and would have been noticed even if it wasn't for the all
the talk about what 'she' had done a few hours earlier.

Richard opened the rear door to the car as Michael got closer.
Michael looked Richard with a bit of hesitation.

"Come on. I'm Richard. We don't have the time" said Richard,
looking around nervously. He noticed that some of the gang
members were starting to approach the car. He didn't want a
confrontation here.

Michael also noticed them and carefully climbed into the back seat
whilst keeping a watchful eye on both Richard and the car driver.

"Move over" called Richard. He wanted to get into the back as
well. Michael moved over. Richard slammed the door shut.

"Go" said Richard. The driver wasted no time in speeding away.

***********************

Mary, Andrew and some other group members were waiting anxiously.
Tina and Sarah were preparing to cast a spell which would delay
Michael's transformation into a witch.

Mary was wondering if they should have taken Tina to meet Michael
instead. It would have made it more difficult because Tina needed
some space and peace to prepare her spell which couldn't easily be
done in the middle of a strange street, but it may have cut off a
few minutes. Mary was about to call Richard again when the phone
rang. Mary put it straight onto speaker.

"Mary, it's Richard. It's okay. We've got him. We're on our way
back right now".

The whole room burst into cheers. Everyone was instantly jubilant.
Mary quietened them down quickly.

"Is he alright" asked Mary.

"He seems physically fine. It's going to take us about five
minutes to get back. We're still cutting this a bit fine. Can you
make sure Tina is ready to cast the spell as soon as we get
there."

"Yes, sure. Come straight through to the study when you get back.
We'll be ready for you. Explain to Michael that all were doing now
is removing the permanency part of it all, will you. Oh and try to
keep him calm. You know what might happen if he feels threatened".

"Okay, see you later"

***********************

Richard ended the call and then turned to Michael.

"Okay, as soon as we get back, all we're going to do is remove the
part of the spell that makes it permanent."

"I thought you were going to change me back straight away" Michael
replied, getting angry once again.

"We are, but it can't be done immediately. It takes a few hours to
prepare and to... visualize your old form. Before we do that, we
need to make sure that the current change isn't completely
permanent."

Whilst this was partially true, but the main reason was to work
out why the first spell had gone so wrong so they don't mess up
the re-transformation. The transformation itself was permanent
from the very beginning, but under normal circumstances, they
would simply cast another spell to transform him again.

The real problem would be if Michael became a witch. If that
happened he would become immune to their spells and they would not
be able to transform him ever again.

This wasn't what Michael expected. He wanted to walk into the
house and then walk out a few minutes later with his old body.
He didn't want to be stuck in that house for any longer than
was necessary.

"Listen, I know you want to turn back but it will only be a slight
delay. Besides, when we turn you back, it doesn't have to be
exactly the same. We can make some... improvements, if you want.
It's the least we can do." Richard thought the emotional bribery
of a few extra inches in certain places might make it easier. He
didn't know that Tina had already discounted this idea.

"No. I just want my old body back. No changes, no 'improvements'
thank you. That's the least you can do".

Richard remained silent. He remembered Mary's warning about
keeping Michael calm. If he felt threatened, things could get
much worse. Then Michael remembered what Richard said about the
timing being close.

"How long till this... change becomes permanent then" asked
Michael.

"We don't know for sure. It should become permanent around six
hours after the transformation, which is just under half an hour
from now. The spell Tina is preparing should delay it for a day or
so to give us time to transform you back. But the timing isn't
exact. Tell me, have you felt this tingling sensation all over
your body in the past hour."

"No. Why"

"Well, if it does happen, let me know about it immediately.
Interrupt me if you have to." Richard replied, not answering
Michaels question. "How long till we get there" he asked the
driver to change the subject.

"Only a few more minutes" the driver replied.

***********************

The car pulled to a halt outside the house.

Michael and Richard got out of their respective doors. They walked
briskly up the driveway. Michael saw Andrew open the door. Michael
motioned for Richard to go first. He wanted as many people in
front of him as possible to keep an eye on the situation.

They walked straight into the study. Tina, Mary and Sarah were
standing in the middle of the room together. They were looking at
an old book. Another man and a woman stood waiting around. Richard
and Andrew followed Michael into the room. He was clearly
outnumbered here and given their apparent powers, probably
outclassed as well. Michael certainly hoped this didn't get
ugly. If it did, surprise at his powers would be his best weapon,
but surprise is a weapon you can use once, so it must be used
very carefully.

Everyone looked at Michael when he entered the room. He hated this
feeling.

Tina, who had clearly been crying just meekly said "Hi".

"Okay, we don't have time for pleasantries. Tina, off you go" Mary
butted in, wanting to move things a long.

"Right. This spell will take about a minute to cast. Stay still
while I do it." Tina said nervously. She looked down at the book
again and appeared to start to concentrate.

Michael looked around. Boy did he feel insecure. He really didn't
want any more of those spelly things cast on him. At that point
a very strange sensation swept over Michael's body. He lifted his
hand to stop the proceedings.

"Wait." Michael said. He turned to Richard. "You said to let you
know if I felt this tingling all over my body"

"Yes" Richard replied his eyes widened.

"Well, it just did, just now" Michael said.

Michael saw Tina fell to the floor, crying and screaming. Mary and
Sarah ran to comfort her.

"What. What's happened" Michael said.

Richard walked up to Michael and put a hand on his shoulder,
looked him in the eyes and said softly "I'm sorry. It's too late".

Michael felt as if he had been hit by a truck at those words.

"TOO LATE. What do you mean too late?" He knew exactly what it
meant but was attempting to deny it to himself.

"I'm sorry" Richard repeated. "We can't turn you back"

Michael felt his knees go weak. He started to sway. As he started
to fall both Richard and Andrew caught him and helped him to a
chair where he just sat there staring at the wall.

The only sound in the room was that of Tina crying. It seemed as
if everyone just stood there for what seemed like hours to
Michael. Finally Mary moved over and spoke to Michael.

"Michael. Look I know how hard this is for you".

"Do you." Michael interrupted "How could you. How could you
possibly understand what I'm going through".

Mary looked around at everyone, then looked back at Michael
"You'd be surprised" she said with a faint smile.

Mary went over to Richard and whispered something in his ear.
He left the room and returned a few minutes later.

"Michael. It's okay. It's not as bad as it seems. We can help you
through this." Mary was trying to comfort Michael.

"This can't be happening. It's a bad dream. I'm going to wake up
in the morning and everything will be back as normal". Michael
said in virtual monotone voice, a female monotone voice.

Micheal felt a pain in his arm. He looked down to see that Richard
had just injected him with something.

"What have you done" shouted Michael as he leaped to his feet, his
state of trance broken.

"You need to sleep. We can talk in the morning." Mary said.

"No, lets talk now. What was that" Michael said.

"Just something to help you" Mary replied.

"I don't... need..." Michael said. He already felt weak. Whatever
they had injected him with was fast acting. He was about to use
his telekinetic powers to try and escape but it was no use. He
was already losing consiousness. Even if he could escape he knew
he wouldn't get past the front door before he collapsed.

He slumped back into the chair and into sleep. All he could hear
was the muffled sound of Tina still crying. As he began to lose
consciousness completely, he wondered what his life would contain
from now on.

*****************


End


PS. I already have a sequel planned, but it will take several months
to complete it.




Phillip Stevens
phil_stevens_2@hotmail.com


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