Lyle's next wish

Lyle took a bite of his breakfast sandwich. It was his favorite. They called it the Heart stopper. Two eggs, 6 slices of bacon, two sausage patties and the greasiest biscuits Lyle had ever seen. It was pure heaven...

Or at least to be. He frowned as he tried to chew the mass of meat in his mouth. It was...kinda gross. He looked around and sure that nobody was watching spat it out. He stared at it...had it gone bad?

Nope...it seemed like it was just him. His new taste buds rejected it. He sighed. He supposed Emma's ideal girlfriend was a dainty little thing after all... well except for the tits. He would be surprised if he weighed much more than 100lbs now and it felt like most of it was in his chest.

He brought his uneaten sandwich to the garbage and tossed it. He looked up at the menu of The Greasy Spoonful and shook his head. He didn't even feel hungry anymore, that tiny bite had seemed to fill him up.

He stopped and got a coffee and went back to his apartment. At least he still liked coffee, he needed it to help him think straight. He looked around his apartment and decided this would be his last time here. Emma was right, Lyle had to die.

He packed a bag. He put in all his new women's clothing, a photo album, and his mother's wedding ring. He felt like packing the ring, probably the only thing of any value here, was a little suspicious but he just couldn't leave it behind. It was the only thing he still had of hers and she'd really wanted him to give it to someone one day.

He did a final tour and said goodbye to his old life. He started walking towards Emma's place and was reminded of her instructions to wear something cute. All the dresses she'd bought him showed way, way too much cleavage. She had given him some money...

He stopped at a clothing store to try to find something on his own terms. Unfortunately it seems that his new chest was just too large to hide. Eventually he decided on a sweater dress. At least it provided full coverage.

He decided to buy it and then finally made it to Emma's apartment and let himself in.

He felt awkward staying here alone. Like he was intruding in her personal space. He set his bag down on the counter and wondered what he should do.

He started to look for the candle. Of course he felt even more like an invader this way but he needed to try fixing things. He spent almost a full hour searching carefully for it but it was nowhere to be seen.

He'd gotten a little dirty and sweaty with all the work and decided he really should shower. He'd spent as little time as possible naked since he'd switched bodies but he knew he couldn't hide forever.

In the shower he closed his eyes and let the warm water run down his body. Subconsciously his hands started doing the same thing. His eyes jolted open as his fingers graze his new pussy. He really hasn't explored this body yet. It has felt wrong, like it belonged to someone else but...it was his body right?

He explored with his finger. This was not at all like how he did it as a man. It was so straightforward to jack off but this too effort. There, that felt good. He tried to repeat it and felt his breath catch. Yes, again. He got into a rhythm and lost himself in the pleasure. His other hand suddenly squeezed one of his breasts, wow that felt good too.

His breathing started getting heavier and heavier and he was now furiously fingering himself and squeezing his breasts. When he finally came he was totally unprepared, he very nearly fell over. It wasn't like the male orgasm at all, it was like a wave washing over him, pure bliss. He heard a woman moaning and only realized after the fact that it was him.

When he finally came down from his high he felt embarrassed. Like he shouldn't have done that. He didn't know why he felt guilty but he couldn't shake the feeling. He hurried up with his shower and got out.

He put his new sweater dress on and sat on the couch to watch tv while he waited for Emma to come home. By the time she did he was bored and no closer to knowing what to wish for.

Emma stepped into the room and looked him up and down. She smirked, "Well that wasn't what I had in mind but it does look good on you. Ok, I approve. You can keep it on," Then she added in a quiet voice, "For now."

Speaking normally now she walked up to him and handed him a piece of paper, "Here. I was thinking about it all day. We don't even need to make a wish about Lyle. Not if you don't want to. As we've left it the police might eventually become suspicious about someone named Lily Jones, but that's not you."

"It's not?" Lyle asked, confused.

Emma shook her head, "No way. Do you look like a Jones? No. We just need to give you a totally new identity. Then next time the police go looking for Lyle they don't care about you at all. Read that. I want you to wish for that."

Lyle looked down at the paper, "Really? Natsumi Komi?"

Emma blushed, but then quickly recovered, "So what if I'm a bit of a Otaku, keep reading."

Lyle did. He didn't like changing his name with a wish but it did make sense. He finished and looked up at her again, "Ok. I know you're a lot smarter than me. If you think this is best, I'll do it. You think it will work like this? Just wish for the paper to be true?"

Emma nodded, "Yes. I'm positive. Trust me."

A few minutes later Lyle lit the candle and summoned the genie. Emma handed him the piece of paper, "I wish that my name was Natsumi Komi and that everything on this paper was true."

"Wish granted." The genie said as it exploded into smoke. Just as Lyle lost consciousness he thought he noticed a second piece of paper on the counter beside Emma...

Natsumi opened her eyes. She was staring up at Emma's ceiling. Slowly she pushed herself to sitting and was surprised to see Emma lying beside her. She looked at the time and saw it was evening now. Had Emma gone to bed early or what?

Natsumi crawled out of bed and went into the kitchen. She saw the candle on the counter and the piece of paper she'd wished for. She vaguely remembered seeing a second page but it was nowhere to be seen now. She must have just imagined it.

She picked up the paper and read it again. Natsumi Komi has all documentation and official records to prove the following. She was born in Tokyo Medical University Hospital in 2005 to parents Hiroshi and Aiko. She moved to San Francisco at age 1 and became a permanent resident with her parents. Her parents died in a car accident in 2017.

She put the paper down and went to open the backpack she'd brought from Lyle's apartment. Inside she found a Japanese passport, a green card, a social security card and her parents **** certificates. That was the weirdest part. **** certificates for people who never existed.

She scratched her head. Obviously Emma was a bit... obsessed...with her being Japanese but why make her a permanent resident? She knew she wasn't really Natsumi Komi, she had been Lyle Reed. A natural born US citizen. She'd gone along with it because Emma suggested it but now it seemed a little weird...still, she trusted Emma with her life. There must be some good reason. She put the documents back and went to check on Emma.