I walked around to the playground soI could see the sun rise.And the moment it poked its head over the horizon, I was suddenly severalyards away, wear...ng different clothes, facing the other direction,and watching the sun set. Bobby was staring at me in fascination."Let me guess," I said, "I just lost another twelve hours." Dude!" he said, "you're a girl!" Yeah, I kind of noticed." I mean, Jared told me how you turned into a girl yesterday eveningafter I went home and crashed, and your mom took. "No, it hasn't happened yet!" the little man snapped at Ken. "What wereyou thinking? Haven't you been listening to me? Magic isn't some toy toplay with on a whim, it requires..."Boy that little guy could talk, Ken thought. Lucky thing he had had a wishleft. Otherwise he would have been stuck doing that to guys. How grosswould that have been? Kind of weird though, how different guys could bedifferent down there. He never would have guessed it. Especially thoselast few guys. They took hardly any. Thatnight I had vivid intense erotic dreams. The next day at school Rene and I saw each other and wearranged to spend the next Saturday afternoon together.(I knew I could use as an excuse for my parents an extrarehearsal at the dance school.) Right after lunch onSaturday, I headed to the metro station but instead oftaking it to Right Bank where my dance school was, Ichanged metros and ended up in the posh 7th arrondismenton the Left Bank. We met on the Rue St Dominque and, after a long. (The next couple of paragraphs is not much except a normal teenagers day at the mall. Skip to the next paragraph for my second time.) I had never drank so much before and oh my god, the headache sucked. I couldn't get over the sick feeling. This is what a hangover felt like. I took a shower and when I got out, I looked at my dick and started thinking. I never actually realized how big it was. Only sixteen and by the words of a cute red-head, an amazing sex machine. I shook the thought and.