I had always gone to the county fair; it was cheap and a great place to people watch. I never paid any attention to the carnies and the games and rides though; just not my thing. But that day was different.
I was just cutting through the game zone so I could get to the fried cheese on a stick booth when I caught the gypsy woman staring at me. I glanced her way but kept on walking until I heard her say from behind me a simple “Hey”
I turned back to her; a puzzled look on my face. I shrugged my shoulders and said “What?”
“Um…” she looked at me with real earnestness in her eyes “Could you just come here for a second.”
I started to walk slowly her way “Look; I’m really not interested in having my fort…”
She interrupted “No. No: it’s not that.”
I also realized that she wasn’t using a fake Romanian accent like most gypsy fortune tellers, but she continued “I just got the strangest feeling when you walked by…and…”
I was in front of her now “And…”
“And for some weird reason; I think I’m supposed you help you get what you’ve always wanted” she said slowly and drawn out.
I was a bit freaked out and I could tell it was showing in my eyes.
She waved at me to follow her into her booth and I did. She put the occupied sign on the outside and flipped the bolt on the door.
Inside was the usual carnival set up; crystal ball, black drapes and weird foot lights but she wasn’t putting on the show. Instead she just sat down and motioned for me to sit too.
“Look; I know this is weird, yet I can’t shake this feeling that I have” she said again.
I sat down “I don’t know what you want?”
“Okay; obviously you’re not a dumbass that believes in what I do, and to tell you the truth; I’m basically an actress.” She smiled and continued “I start asking vague questions; people share too much; I give an ambiguous answer in a fake accent and they go about their day feeling better about themselves”
I smiled at her.
“But you” she pointed at me and stared me in the eye “You are in the wrong body”
“What!?” I said a bit too loud.
“That’s what I’m getting from you so strongly” she said a very matter of fact way. “Sometimes I do get a feeling: a real feeling. It’s why I’m good at what I do. Mostly it’s bullshit but ever so often, I do get a hit of something…more”
“But…what do you mean I’m in the wrong body?” I asked somewhat shyly.
“It’s okay to admit it.” She prodded and when I didn’t answer her she said “You’ve always secretly and very deep down, always wanted to be a woman.”
I was really freaked out now. I mean frankly it was true, but I had never mentioned it to a soul on earth.
She put her hands out flat on the table in front of us and reiterated “Really; it is okay…and I think I can make it happen; if you want it to,”
I sat back in the chair. I was panting and my heart was racing as was my mind. “Really” I thought “Could it really happen. No: it’s impossible…it’s a scam…it’s…”
She interrupted my thoughts “I know what you’re thinking; It’s not a scam, I’m not here to hurt you or make fun of you and it is not impossible” She smiled at me “Trust me”
I sat there is deep thought a quite a while, and then I got up the courage to at least say “How?”
“Well” she said “As stupid and hackneyed as it sounds; I have a spell for it”
“A spell! I knew this was bullshit” I stood up to leave but she put her hand up and for whatever reason, I felt calm.
“Easy. Just relax. I thought you were going to trust me on this?”
I smiled a nervous smile “Yeah; okay; whatever. Go ahead and say your spell”
She closed her eyes and whispered something that I couldn’t hear. She looked up at me and said “Done”
I looked down at myself “I don’t see anything different”
“Give it a moment” she cautioned then she started to smile.
I swallowed hard; butterflies had taken off in my stomach and I was starting to feel warm but I wasn’t sure if it was from her spell or from anxiety.
Her smile only grew in size as my eyes shifted back and forth as I felt a weird sensation in my gut. It suddenly felt like I was on one of those carnival rides where the bottom drops out. I looked down and the ground appeared to be getting a bit closer. I looked at the gypsy with what had to be a look of shock and wonder “Am I” I started and she just nodded.
“I’m shrinking!” I said a little too excitedly; almost girl like in my glee. My hands shot to my mouth and I felt like jumping up and down “Oh my God: I’m acting like such a girl” I said
“Yes you are” she said as she stood up. I had been quite taller than her to begin with but now, I was just a bit taller than her. “How tall are you?” I asked
“I am 5’3”…so that makes you about 5’5” I’d say” as she scanned me up and down.
“I can’t…I can’t believe this is actually happening to me.” My fingers fanning at my face “I can’t wait”
I slipped my feet out of my shoes and bent over to pull of my socks. I was a bit disappointed to still see my old feet down there, but a tingling sensation told me I wouldn’t be disappointed for long. Sure enough; I brought my feet together and while staring at them; they began to shrink. The size came off first followed by the shape changes. They first became smooth with the rough heels becoming softer and my skin seemed paler. My toes and nails reshaped themselves into much more feminine looking feet.
My mouth hung open “Oh.My.God. This is real“ I briefly looked up before going right back to the show beneath me. I stood up on my tip toes and felt the wood flooring beneath my toes. I rocked back on my heels then spread my legs apart to watch them change. They were already shorter but now I felt all the hairs on my legs stand up on end; like Dr. Manhattan in Watchmen.  I watched the hairs then retreat into my legs, leaving them totally smooth. My legs then began to shift and move on their own accord. My calves tightened up. My thighs rounded off becoming soft. My knees and ankles became less pronounced. I felt a power in my legs; femininity in them and knowledge that they would look killer in a skirt with heels.
My hands patted my thighs, giving them a quick squeeze before my hands wrapped around to feel my ass expand beneath them. I couldn’t help my hands from clamping down as my cheeks grew beneath my fingers. I released them and was quite satisfied by the feeling of weight behind me.
But my hands didn’t hover in space for long; they quickly landed on my hips as they shifted outward pulling me forward as they did.
That was when I really got a strange sensation. I must have had a weird look on my face because I heard a laugh coming from the gypsy as we both realized what was about to happen. “Welcome to womanhood” she said with a bit of wryness to her voice.
“Uh…” I managed “This feels so crazy” my hands hovered over my mid-section. “Whoa” I shouted as I felt first one testicle, then the other pull up inside me. My penis was fully erect but it was now pulling back inward as well. My shorts were still on so I didn’t see it, but my bulge got smaller and smaller and my knees were feeling very weak. I took very short breaths as it pulled further back. I felt it reshaping into a vagina and clitoris and I felt a sudden explosion of sensation in my nerve endings. I rocked up on my tip toes and a smile spread across my face, my hands had balled into fists at my sides. I eased back down; a look of satisfaction in my eyes. I looked down again “Hello” I said simply.
I continued to smile as I pulled up my shirt so I could watch as my stomach transformed. The hairs there also pulled in as my waist came inward and my stomach pulled in flat. A sly smile came on and I said “Oh I can’t…mmm…wait for this” I laughed then surprised as my voice changed mid-sentence. “Oh my God; I sound like a girl now…my voice!”
The gypsy was just smiling at me; enjoying me enjoying my change.
“Oh yeah” I said fixing my eyes downward. I pulled my shirt out and down as far as I could “Come to Momma” I knew it sounded stupid, but I just didn’t care: I was getting boobs.
It started as just my nipples puffing up a bit; then a bit more. Then I felt actual weight and mass begin to fill in. They grew and grew, filling in very nicely; not too big; not too little. They sat upward briefly before settling down into a natural position. I let my shirt snap back into place. I giggled and put my hands on my hips and did a quick side to side motion just to feel my breasts move with me.
With my hands on my hips, I felt them begin to tingle as if they had fallen asleep. I shook them to clear the pins and needles before I held them before my face. Once again, the hairs on my arms stood at attention and while most pulled in, they didn’t become completely hairless. Instead the hairs that remained stood out against my paler and thinner arms. My fingers were now shrinking down, slimming and rounding off with slight nails at their ends. My hands were smaller and delicate looking now.
As my shoulders rounded off and my neck elongated slightly, I turned and smiled: the gypsy stood there with a smile on her face and a mirror in her hand. Taking the mirror with a quick “Thanks” I looked into it just as my face began to change into what I had always wanted. I saw that my hair wasn’t changing color but it was growing longer and thicker. It remained a light brown but it was fast covering my ears and neck and sliding down my back. I ran my fingers through it to push it back. As I was, I noticed my ears were smaller and two small holes had appeared in each lobe.
I had a kind of blank look on my face watching in wonder as my face become more feminine. It just seemed smaller for one thing and as my chin and jaw pulled in and went totally smooth, I looked much less masculine. My eyes stayed the same green-grey they had always been but my eyes widened a bit and my lashes seemed more pronounced as well. My eyebrows thinned and my hairline shifted a bit.
My nose shrank down as well becoming more pert and trim in the process. My cheeks rose up and my lips filled in but turned slightly down at the corners. I bared my teeth and saw that they had gotten smaller as well and I ran my tongue over my lips before pursing them. “Got a little bit of resting bitch face going on here” I laughed and noticed that when I smiled, dimples marked my cheeks.
I slowly lowered the mirror and put it on the table. I stood up on my tip toes again and asked “Am I done?” I was nodding and smiling “Am I fully changed?”
The gypsy slowly nodded “You are” she put her hands out towards me “How do you feel?”
“I feel great” I said in all sincerity “You were right: This is what I’ve always wanted. But why…”
She shushed me “Don’t. Just enjoy.”
“But what about…” I started but my mind got distracted as I realized that my black t-shirt was now a fitted ladies shirt and my baggy khaki shorts were also now women’s style shorts with panties beneath them. I could feel the straps of my bra on my shoulders and my shoes had gone from big sneakers to small black flip flops. I traced myself all the way down to the ground and noticed a purse there. I picked it up and everything in my wallet was now in the name of Stephanie Walsh instead of Stephen.
I looked shocked once again and managed “But how…”
“Go home and get a good night’s sleep” was all she said as she walked me to the door. “You’ll feel better in the morning; better than ever.”
I smiled and said “Yeah: I bet I will”