Transformation

You don't know what to make of this. You were born a boy and never considered yourself to be anything but male your entire life. You have heard of transgender people, but never thought anything like that would ever apply to you. Yet the offer is there, enticing you with the prospects of power - in addition to the power you already wield over Holly and Maisie. It just demands a sacrifice you'd never have thought to make.

Holly's voice snaps you out of your contemplation. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"It's just... It's a lot. I never thought about what it would be like to be a girl. I've spent almost nineteen years now in this body, and I'm quite happy with it. And now I'm supposed to give it away to become a witch? I don't know."

Holly gives you a sympathetic hug. "You can do this. It says here in the text that 'your mind shall never suffer unease about your body's shape'. So it shouldn't feel bad afterwards." Her look gets more serious. "Also, this might be the only way for the women in my family to lead happier lives. Maisie and I aren't the only ones affected. My cousins carry it, and they live in constant fear of being discovered, just as I did for six years until I became yours. My mom told her husband and she got off easy, but it still destroyed their relationship. My aunt Carly, the mother of my cousins... I was still little at the time and I didn't fully get what was happening, but her husband - the father of my cousins - ruined her life. And then there's all the other women from who-knows-how-many generations of spreading out the family tree, whose lives have all been changed by the curse. If you could put an end to this..." She hugs you again, tighter this time, and you think you can feel a tear dripping onto your shoulder.

Over an hour later, you're finally sitting around your own dinner table, together with your mother and the two sisters.

Setting the book down on the table, you try to explain to your mother what the business is with all the witchcraft. "So, it turns out that you're the last one in a line of witches, that's been inherited by the eldest daughter for centuries. And four-hundred years ago, one of these witches named Rosalind cast a curse upon the ancestor of Holly and Maisie. That curse has been inherited through the generations, and now they have it, and we want to fix this."

Your mother nods. "So you need me to do something? I didn't know I was a witch, I have no idea what I'm supposed to do." She shrugs her shoulders futilely.

"Don't worry, all we need to do is in the book", you try to allay her fears. "And really, the one to fix it would have to be me, because I'm entangled with the curse. But..." You leave the sentence hanging, unable to continue.

Holly picks it up for you. "But for that to happen, Simon would need to be a witch. And..." She takes the book and leafs through it until she finds the passage she highlighted "...it would need to be you who makes him into one."

"What are you saying?" Your mother looks indignant. "That one of our ancestors we didn't know about did something hundreds of years ago, and now I have to make my son into a woman to make up for it?"

You try to appease her, putting your hand on hers. "That's... not inaccurate, but you don't know the extent of the curse. I think Holly can explain it better than me."

"I think it's better if we show her what it does first", Maisie chimes in.

You exchange looks with Holly, who nods quietly. "Very well. Holly, your hair looks the same as Maisie's." You decide to go with the classic demonstration that Maisie introduced you to her curse with.

In a few moments, Holly's cute brunette hair lengthens into Maisie's artificial blue mane, looking identical down to the way it settles on her chest.

Your mother gasps, this being the first open display of magic she has witnessed. "Wait, so that means... Maisie, was your own new hairstyle magic as well? It looks so gorgeous! How does it work?"

Holly looks her in the eyes. "What you just saw is the curse at its most benign. Because Simon was the first to find out about the curse and give us commands, he can now tell us to do anything, or change us into anything he desires. He hasn't done anything we don't like, because he's a good person..." - Your mother is visibly happy hearing this about her son - "...but we're not the only ones affected. We're part of a big family, and all the women carry the curse. When someone finds out and it manifests, it rarely goes well. So a chance to fix this would mean the world not only to the two of us, but to many women all across the country." Holly looks like she could kneel down in front of your mother at any moment.

"And you knew about all of this, Simon? They haven't just brought you here to blindside us both into changing you?"

"Yes mom. When we discovered the book, I was the first one to skim through it, and realize we could use it to lift the curse."

"Well, we wouldn't exactly lift it", Holly corrects you. "That would require Simon to sacrifice his life, and none of us want that. What we could do with your help is alter the curse, make it work in different ways that don't leave each of us at the mercy of a single person."

"What she said", you acknowledge. "The point is, it would mean a lot to me to do that, because it would mean a lot to them. I care about both Maisie and Holly, and I want only the best for them and their family. And yes, I've had enough time to decide now, that includes becoming a woman to do it."

Your mother looks at you with tears in her eyes. "If that's what you want, and you're sure this is safe, then I'll help you do it. Just promise me again that you're not doing anything reckless."

"You have my word, mom. I promise."

She pulls the book over the table to read the passage again. "It says here I have to give you a new name. Do you have any preferences?"

"I can't say I had ideas other than just 'Simone', no. Did you have any name in mind for me when you were pregnant, in case I was born a girl?"

"No, we decided on your name after the ultrasound revealed you'd be a boy. So we'll go with Simone then?"

You confirm with a nod.

"Also how does this work, do I touch you while I say the words, or do I have to do some ritual dance, or what?"

Holly answers her question: "I don't think it matters that much. Just do what feels right to you."

"The words have to be the right ones though", you chime in. "When we did our first ritual, I very strongly felt that it was the words carrying the power."

"Oh, you did a ritual already? And it worked?" Your mother seems genuinely excited.

Maisie responds: "Yes, it was an initiation ritual to make me and then Holly into witches. And it definitely worked. We had candles and everything."

"Do you still have those candles? Even if they're not strictly needed, I think they'll help if I'm meant to do this by feel."

Holly stands up. "We brought back everything we found in the attic yesterday, they're just in the car. I'll go fetch them!"

A short while later, the candles are burning on the coffee table, with you sitting cross-legged on the sofa in front of them. Your mother is standing behind you and has her hands on your shoulders. She takes a deep breath and starts uttering the words.

"Thou shalt set forth the line of witches begun by my forebears." A tingle spreads through your body, radiating out from where her hands lie on your shoulders.

"Into tides to come, thou shalt carry our powers and hinder any harm befalling thy loved ones," your body is heating up, seemingly in anticipation of a big change,

"my daughter, Simone." A wave of **** runs through you from head to toe, leaving you feeling different in its wake. Long hair falls in waves at the sides of your face. You look down to find the rough cotton of your shirt changed into much finer fabric, a row of buttons now keeping the front together over two feminine globes. Looking further down, the material of your jeans has become stretchier, hugging your slimmer legs tightly and spreading out over wider hips. You can't help but feel oddly comfortable feeling the new shapes all across your body.

You are shaken out of your reverie by the sound of Maisie clapping her hands excitedly. "Oooh, your hair looks almost like mine did before you made it blue! And your clothes changed! Do you think your room changed as well? Do you want to go check?"

From a decade of experience, you know better than to deny Maisie when she's like this. "Sure, let's go." You want to get up, but are so taken by surprise by your new voice that your muscles forget how to move. You've heard a lot of female voices in your life, but this is the first time you're hearing one from the inside. It feels like an ASMR recording, speaking the words directly into your ears - there's something intensely erotic about it.

When you finally shake yourself loose, you have to race to keep up with Maisie on the way up the stairs. Holly chuckles and comes up after you.

The sight of your room is familiar and strange at the same time, like all the new feelings in your body since your transformation. All of the important furniture is still in the places it used to be, but everything looks different. The bed sheets have different pastel coloured patterns on them now, in the place of your favourite teddy bear there's now a blue plush shark, your gaming PC is white instead of the old boring black, and the closet has completely different clothes in it - and also Maisie.

"Oh my gosh, you have lingerie!", the little whirlwind rampaging through your room exclaims. "I wonder what the new you bought this for..."

The answer to her question appears in your mind, even though you don't have a memory associated with it. Apparently, this was intended for you to wear in front of Maisie, if you ever got her into your room in a romantic setting. Well, that goal has been more than achieved. You don't exactly want to tell her all of this, so you blush and say the first thing that comes into your mind: "Maisie, wear it."

Now it's Maisie's turn to blush, quickly taking off her clothes in your line of sight and putting on the lacy black number.

"I should make you wear mine as well", she purrs. "Maybe we can also give you the enchantment that you change with your clothing like I do."

You are drawn towards her like a magnet, pushing her into the closet and planting your lips on hers. You realise for the first time that you now have to look up to her instead of down, which makes melting into her embrace all the easier. Regardless of the actual dynamics of your relationship, in this moment she feels like the powerful one, and you let yourself float safely in the knowledge that she will do nothing to hurt you.

Before you can get too far into it, your snogging is interrupted by Holly clearing her throat behind you. "I'd love to join you, but as far as your mother is concerned, I'm still just your girlfriend's older sister. So I propose we do that ritual to alter the curse and go home to make some proper love, in either order."

You turn around and give Holly a girly pout, but you comply with her order. "Maisie, put your clothes back on. It's the right thing to do."

While Maisie does so, Holly gives you an interested look. "Do you realise what you just did? You gave Maisie a command and it worked, even though you're a woman! You're breaking the curse in so many ways! That makes me really hopeful to make an impact when we actually go through with altering it."

"I didn't actually think of that." You pause. "Do you actually think that proves that you still have to follow commands? Putting her clothes back on seems like a normal thing for Maisie to do in that situation, curse or not."

"Simone, I love you, but sometimes you can be a bit ditzy", Maisie throws in her two cents. "Just before that, you told me to wear your lingerie, and while I would have loved to do that without the compulsion from the curse, I don't think I would have instantly dropped everything to do it. So yeah, I feel like everything still works."

"Alright, you convinced me. But just as another quick test: Holly, your hair is back to normal." Her mane retracts into its normal straight dark brown that cutely frames her round face.

By now, Maisie has finished redressing herself. "So, do we fix the curse right here and now, or do we want to go to our place to properly break in Simone's new body?" She grins. "I'd rather the latter, you made me pretty horny just now."