This continues from where my NEW REVISED REVENGEFIC left off.....
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With the speed of a cobra I ripped the phone cord from the wall -
and I was rewarded with a scream of dismay from my sister's room. Quickly,
I went to the bathroom and splashed my face with hot water. I felt my
feminine body retract and change back to my normal self. My sister burst
out of her room and stormed into my room.
"Why did you....huh? Where is she?" She looked around and saw me
coming out of the washroom. "Hey, bro. Where's your girlfriend?"
"She left. Now, don't you dare go and spread rumors about me - if
you know what's good for your Sailor Moon image files...." I bared teeth in
a predatory grin and she nodded, visibly shaken by my threat. She plugged
the phone back in and dialed her friend up again. I went back into the
washroom and shut the door behind me. I took a shower (a hot one) and
emerged, feeling refreshed. I felt so good that I started to wonder
if...maybe it *was* a bad dream. Maybe I'm not really cursed after all.
Feeling exuberant, I went to the kitchen to look for something to eat. My
mom was there, washing dishes.
"Dear, did you do anything with that girlfriend of yours?", my mom
asked, always straight to the point.
"N-No. I didn't."
"Because if you did, you should use protection."
"P-PROTECTION?!? I didn't do ANYTHING to her!"
"Your sister says differently. She came down and told me she saw
your girlfriend on *your* bed...and, well, the rest you know."
"I was in the washroom at that time, and she was tired, ok?"
"Alright, dear. Now please go to the car and get me the groceries
from the back seat, alright?"
"Alright, Mom."
Grumbling to myself, I grabbed the car key and opened the door.
Things seemed so normal now that I began to doubt that I actually had been
cursed. Everything seemed to be normal. I went into the garage but the car
in there had nothing in its backseat.
"Mom, which car is it?"
"It's the one outside, dear."
I opened the garage door and as the door whirred open I heard the
sound of...rain. I looked out on my driveway and it was drizzling just a
bit....but the wind was somewhat strong. I grabbed an umbrella, opened the
back seat up and grabbed the bag of potatos with one hand. I started to
haul the bag from the car and back into the house while keeping the umbrella
over my head when a gust of wind blew the umbrella out of its position over
my head....and the bag suddenly seemed to increase in its weight five times
over! Cursing, I folded the umbrella and tossed it back into the garage.
Then I bent over and grabbed the bag with both hands. That's when I noticed
that my arms were much slimmer....and the bag was partly obscured by my
swaying breasts!
"EEYAAAHHH!! It wasn't a dream!!!!!" The rain increased in
intensity at that moment and I lugged the bag into the garage and dumped it
in there. I looked myself all over and felt my body. No mistake...this was
for real. And it was here to stay. I ran out to the car and took all the
groceries into the garage. Panting, water running down my face, drenched to
the bone, I felt that I wasn't a pretty sight. The door leading into the
house proper opened and my sister's head poked in.
"Hey, bro! Jason called to....huh? Where is he?", she looked at me
with some trepidation. "Where did he go?"
"Oh, er...he went to the neighbour's house."
"Okay, whatever you say. Just tell him that his friend Jason is
coming over right now, okay?"
Jason Mortell!! I forgot! He was supposed to drop over so he can
challenge me on chess! Oh, no. What am I going to do? I hurriedly brought
all the groceries into the house and as I returned to the garage to get the
bag of potatos, a car pulled up into my driveway. Jason's car. An umbrella
popped out of the driver's side and Jason hurriedly ran into the garage.
"Whew! If I'd gotten rain on this new shirt I would never live with
myself, eh, Mark?" He looked up and saw me. His umbrella dropped from
nerveless fingers. "Ummm....sorry. I-I mistook you for Mark. Wh-who are you?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes. Here we go again. "I'm his
girlfriend, umm...Marlene." NO WAY I'm going let him in on my secret. I
grabbed the bag of potatos and tried to lift it. My arms refused to
cooperate now and the bag hardly left the floor before my arms gave out and
the bag fell.
"Here, let me help you with that, Marlene!" He grabbed the bag with
one hand and put it in the house. He turned to me and asked, "Where's Mark?"
"He went somewhere and he said he won't be back for a while."
ABSOLUTELY NO WAY am I going to try and change back while he's still in the
house.
"Oh well." He sneaks a glance at my rain-drenched body, noting the
most fascinating way that my t-shirt clung to my breasts, a point made all
the more interesting to him considering the fact that I didn't have a bra
on. I flushed and adjusted my shirt.
"Let me go put on some dry clothes that I brought with me, okay Jason?"
"Sure thing. I'll go wait in Mark's room."
"You wait outside until I change into dry clothes, okay?"
"O-okay."
I went into my room, shut and barred the door, and changed quickly
into clothing that better fit my new figure. I unbarred the door and Jason
came inside, holding a chessboard under one arm. Before I closed the door
again I caught a glimpse of my sister's door just closing. She'd better not
be spreading rumors, or else! Jason sat down on the bed and I turned to him.
"I'm sure Mark won't be back for a while, so make yourself comfortable."
"Sure." He unfurled the chessboard and set up the pieces while I
fell on my beanbag couch and curled up there. Somehow it seemed natural for
me to sit the way I'm sitting now, with both legs curled up and both arms
resting on the beanbag couch. I shook my hair out of my eyes and smoothed
it back. Jason finished setting up the pieces and sat back, to wait for
'my' arrival so we could start the game. Long minutes passed by in silence.
I kept feeling Jason's gaze travel all over me, and the sensation it gave me
was...well...part flattery and part disgust. I didn't want to kick him out
of my house the moment he came here, because he lived quite a considerable
distance from me, even travelling by car. Also, he is my best friend and
friends, even if they don't recognize me, are still friends. I got up in
exasperation and turned on the CD player, popping in my favorite Jpop CD.
The beautiful melodies of the group, combined with their incredible singing
talent, filled the room with a background of melody.
"So, which school are you in now?" Jason looked at the chessboard
as he spoke, not looking at me directly.
"Montcalm. Grade 12." I went to John Paul II but it wouldn't do to
stir his hopes up.
"Yeah, I figured as much. Only the girls from outside our school
are...pardon me for saying this but....g-good looking." His face was
burning red with embarassment at his statement. I decided to humor him.
"Thanks", I said.
The minutes stretched into an hour and Jason was beginning to chafe
under the strain of waiting for 'me'. I suddenly sat down facing toward him
on the table. He looked at me with some surprise.
"Jason, do you want to play chess?"
"Do you know chess, Marlene?"
"Mark taught me how to play. Come on, we'll play this while we wait
for Mark to get back. I go first."
I moved my first piece. Smiling slightly, Jason made his move.
Soon the both of us were embroiled in a veritable web of warfare on the
chessboard.
"You sure know how to play good. You're as good as Mark, Marlene."
"Of course, he taught me all I know."
The game went on for another hour, with neither me nor him gaining
an advantage. He got up after a long ten minutes of fruitless consideration
of his next move.
"Where are you going?", I asked.
"To get a glass of water."
Ever the gracious host, even if he didn't know it, I got up and
ushered him back to his seat, saying that I would get it for him and get one
for myself as well. He protested, citing graciousness as *his* reason but I
wouldn't hear of it. I left the room and went to the kitchen, where my mom
was cooking something.
"Hello, dear", she said, not looking up from stirring the soup over
a hot grill.
"D-dear?" OH NO!! She knew! I stared at my mom in horror,
wondering what in hell to say to her for this condition that I'm in.....
"Don't worry, I call everybody `Dear'. By the way, dear, what's
your name?"
Phew. "Marlene, ma'am. Could I please have two glasses of water?
Cold?"
"Okay, Marlene." She fills up two tall glasses of cold water and
hands them to me. I thanked her and ran back upstairs to my room. Jason's
eyes seemed to light up the moment I came back in, chest heaving from having
run up the stairs two at a time. I handed him his glass of water and he
began to drink. I put the cup to my lips and, with a sudden motion, tossed
my head back, arched my back and swiftly drank the water. I heard a sputter
and coughs, and a softly uttered "Oh shit" from Jason as he, no doubt, got a
good ogle at my chest and spilled water all over himself. Seemingly
oblivious to him, I finished off my water and put the glass down.
"Now, where were we, Ja...." I blinked once, then twice as I looked
up at Jason. Or rather, Jason-chan. She blinked her eyes, brushed the red
hair from her face, and started to stutter an explanation, looking rather
ridiculous in her suddenly baggy shirt and pants.
"I-I can explain! It's...not..n-not what it seems...I mean, this is
not my doing...", she splurted out, trying to regain her composure.
"Y-you too? When in HELL did you ever write a fanfic on Ranma
1/2?!?!??!?!?"
"Wh-what do you mean, Marlene?"
"I'm Mark, stupid. I got nailed by Ranma and Ranma-chan, and now I
have this stupid curse on me and..."
"Hey, that's what happened to me! Some dude named Ranma and some
chick named Akane came in, threatened me, looked at my fanfic and splashed
me with some funny water that changed me into a girl."
"Akane was there? You just got into Ranma 1/2, right?"
"Yeah. Is it really you, Mark?" Jason-chan peers at me, trying to
find a resemblance between my female form and me.
"The same person who knows that you just got into Ranma 1/2, and you
have the same computer as I do, and your car has that little muffler problem
which you don't want to fix just yet...and..."
"Okay, okay! I believe you. Why are these people going around and
punishing us?"
"Well, in my fanfic, I have Ranma and Ranma-chan, that's the girl
Ranma, having feelings of lust for each other. You know what I mean by
lemon, right?" She weakly nodded and I continued, "Well, anyways, somebody
on the Net has betrayed the collective FFML and allowed these characters to
pop in and wreak havoc on your lives. I'm not pointing any fingers just yet
because I'm not too sure about `frosty' being the culprit. What's your
story? What got Ranma and Akane so mad that they had to come and punish you?"
She squirmed in her seat. "Umm..well....I was having a ball and all
making my fanfic. I had Ranma marry Akane and everything was just fine...up
till I wrote the lemon part of their...errr...*romance* in bed. Then all the
lights went out and when they came back on again those two were standing
there. They said something about 'revenge' and splashed me with the Spring
of Drowned Girl water. That's all, I guess."
I looked at her long and hard, my eyes narrowing to slits. She
fidgeted, as if knowing what I was going to ask her.
"Tell me...were you thinking about how good I would be in bed with
you?", I growled at her, hand on my hips.
"Ermmm...ahh.." She looked away from me, face turning red.
"TELL ME!"
"Yes." Her voice was small and subdued. This wasn't the Jason I
knew, to be so meek before my wrath. But I suppose that finding out that
the girl you were putting into your sex-fantasy was actually a guy, and your
best friend to boot, is enough to shame anybody into submissive
embarassment. I took pity on Jason.
"Okay, Jay. I forgive you." She looked up, grateful for that
statement. I grinned evilly and decided to pull her leg. "You know, now
that I look at you, I wouldn't mind bedding you right now..."
"WHAT?! Are you some kinda sicko or something?" She looked
flustered and disgusted at the same time and backed away from me, hands
moving to form the sign of the cross.
"I'm just kidding! Just - kidding!" I allowed myself a good,
heart-felt laugh at this - which quickly terminated as the gravity of the
situation impressed itself on me. We are both cursed now to be half-woman
for the rest of our lives. Jason-chan looked at my suddenly serious face
and smiled.
"C'mon. It's not as if it's the end of the world. We can hide this
curse easy enough until we can get a cure. Maybe we can open a portal, like
those people did, and go to Jusenkyo and get ourselves cured!", she said, in
an effort to boost our hopes. Jason-chan had always been like that, seeing
the good in any situation. I smiled at her and sat opposite her on the
table and motioned for her to make her chess move.
"You know, Jay, that was what I was thinking about, too......"
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There you go! My sequel to my revengefic is done! Let me know what you
guys think of it......