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Brandi Part 1 of 9: House Sitting
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Brandi -- Part 1
by Jennifer Lorissa-Leigh
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The lakeside cabin was totally isolated, more than ten
miles from the nearest neighbor. Tony Carver and his best
friend Locke's girl, Brandi Bower, sat looking out of a bay
window at the lake that glistened just yards away.
"It's so beautiful," Brandi said, fidgeting with the rose-
colored crystal she wore on a delicate silver necklace. It had
been a gift from her dying great, great aunt, who had told
Brandi that the brilliant stone was very old and very special.
The girl wore it always.
She was gorgeous, a young woman to whom nature had
been exceedingly kind. Her exquisitely beautiful face and
body, along with her melodious, feminine voice, were those of
a goddess -- she was a girl who drew desirous stares wherever
she went, a girl who was the embodiment of every man's
fantasy. Tony, trying to remain loyal to his friend, had to
continually remind himself that the lovely young woman was
already spoken for. Still, he could not help the sexual images
that kept splashing against his mind's eye. Brandi's voluptuous
curves, huge, perfect breasts, and angelic face made it
impossible for him to look upon her merely as another person
and not as a sexual object.
Tony envied her. He was a crossdresser, a fact well-
known to both Brandi and Locke, and was straight, as most
crossdressers are. As he looked upon Brandi, he wished he
had the power to look like her at will, whenever he wanted to
satisfy the feminine ego that dwelt within him. She had often
helped him to do his makeup, nails, and wig styling, and, on
occasion, the two of them had spent time alone at the cabin as
'sisters.' While his skills were refined enough to allow Tony
to pass as a woman when dressed up, he knew that while he
looked female he was by no means beautiful. He longed to be
so.
Brandi spoke again, her seductive voice floating in the
warm air like a sweet perfume. "I've always loved this place.
So peaceful..."
"It is nice. I wish Locke would get here so we could get
fishing."
Brandi suddenly seemed to grow irritated. "Fish, fish,
fish! You know, that's all Locke will talk about? Damned
fish! I've had it with fish."
"I'm sorry...I didn't know you felt that way."
She settled down, clutching the crystal. "I'm sorry...I
didn't mean to snap like that. It's not just the fish. It's just
that I've had it with my life. I hate my job, I'm bored with
my hobbies, and I just can't get interested in anything
anymore. It's not your fault."
"But you're so beautiful and everything...I'd think that a
girl like you would have the world wrapped around her finger."
She smiled, used to the compliment. "Thank you...but
being me isn't so great. I want a position...power...I want to
be important in some huge corporation, making million dollar
decisions every day. As a woman...well, I'll just never get a
crack at that. Not in this world, anyway."
"You never know..."
"I wish that I could trade places with someone else. And
if I could have my way, it'd be a man. I'm tired of being a
second-class citizen just because I'm female. I need something
more out of life."
Tony found it amazing that such a gorgeous girl could
want to be male, though he did see her point. "I never thought
about it," he began, "but I guess my life isn't all I'd like it to
be. So many years trapped in the same body, the same
situation. I'm really tired of school and my job. And it isn't
easy trying to pass for a woman when you're not one...it takes
so much work to convincingly feminize a male body. It's a
real hassle. There are a lot of times when I wouldn't mind
really being a girl."
"Really?"
"Sure. Be nice for a change to spend some time in a
body like yours...it looks so soft and comfortable."
"I wish I could give this body to you," Brandi agreed.
"I'd switch in a second."
"So would I."
"That settles it. Let's switch," Brandi kidded. "You be
me from now on, and I'll be you. You sure you won't mind
having a period each month?"
Tony laughed. "Not if I can look like you and have
your legs, I won't. It's a deal." They shook hands, sealing
their playful agreement.
"Done," Brandi smiled.
Their handshake felt oddly warm. Brandi's other hand,
still wrapped around the crystal, felt warmth radiating from
the stone as well. Releasing her grip, she and Tony both saw
that the faceted rose jewel was glowing brilliantly.
"What's it doing?" Tony asked, mystified.
"I...I don't know..." Brandi replied. There was a little
fear in her voice, but it was short lived.
A wave of euphoric pleasure suddenly swept them both
as they fell back into their chairs, a sense of well-being and
comfort they had never known. It was an enjoyable dizziness,
a pleasant alteration of their senses. Joyful warmth flooded
their bodies.
Then it happened. It took only seconds.
The delightful lightheadedness vanished, leaving their
minds clear and sharp. Their eyes met as they looked across
the table at each other and, for an instant, each thought he/she
was looking into a mirror -- for only there had they ever
found the faces that greeted their amazed eyes. Their thoughts
were slowed by a cloud of stunned amazement.
The man and the woman, disbelieving, rose and ran
down the hall.
Tony made it into the bedroom. Behind him, he heard
Brandi shut the door of the hall bathroom firmly behind her.
With each step, Tony realized more and more that his body
felt wrong. His pant legs, suddenly too long, clumsily flopped
beneath his feet. A heavy bounce tugged at him with each step
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