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Anna 1/6 [tg magic trans]
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>Due to the overwhelming number of people who have missed parts of this
story at their sites I am reposting it. If you still miss parts (give it
a day or two) email me and I'll work something out<
Anna
Part 1
Alan and Janine were best friends. As long as they could remember
they had been together. They went to the same university, and when they
graduated they shared a house in the city. Though Alan was out of work,
Janine made enough at her new job to support them both. They shared
everything, and considered themselves lucky to have such a wonderful
friendship. Everything seemed perfect...
Except for one thing. Even though their relationship was purely
platonic, it did cause problems for Janine when it came to meeting men.
They often couldn't accept her having a male friend to whom she was so
close. And Alan, well he just didn't date much. There was a short time
in university where they had sort of blurred the line between friendship
and lovers, and even though he wouldn't tell Janine, Alan held on to
this. Janine sensed this, and though she loved Alan dearly, and was
closer to him than anyone else in the world, that part of her life was
over. She hated hurting him, and even though he would never say so, she
knew she did. Her attempts to set him up with women had been received
coldly, and she didn't know what to do...
* * * *
Janine and her new boyfriend Kevin were sitting in the front room of
her and Alan's place. Alan was out tonight with a friend from school, and
she knew that he wouldn't be home until late. After their movie ended
Janine and Kevin began to engage in some heavy petting. Soon they were
on the couch, half in and half out of their clothes, and they didn't hear
the back door unlock. Alan staggered in.
"Hello... oops", muttered Alan, who smelled quite like a brewery.
He hadn't drank this much since college.
"What... Alan! I thought you were going out tonight!", Janine was
visibly flustered as she pulled her clothes on.
"Alan... hey, who the hell is he?", Kevin did not seem very pleased.
Alan held out his hand, "Alan's my name... puleezed to meet you."
"Kevin, don't get the wrong idea... this is my roommate, Alan,"
Janine was trying to control the situation.
"Roommate? Oh, I get it..." Kevin rose, pulling up his jeans and
grabbing his jacket. "Sorry, Janine... I'm not into that sorta stuff..."
"No, wait, you see... were only friends", Janine was close to sobbing.
"Sorry you've got to go, Kevin-boy, I was about to ask you for a
drink..." Kevin was teetering back and forth dangerously.
"Good-bye Janine", said Kevin as he slammed the front door behind him.
"Damn!", screamed Janine, "You said you'd be out tonight!"
"Sorry", replied Alan, "I guess I had too much to drink and I came
home. C'mon, you're better without that jerk anyway."
"I happen to like `that jerk' very much... Damn it Alan, why won't
you let me have a life?"
"Ohh... sorry... I didn't realize you were planning on fucking that
steroid creep."
"I'll ignore that comment... No, I won't. Yes, maybe, I was
planning to have sex with him..."
Alan looked suddenly very sad. "How the hell can you fuck these
creeps? I thought we were close..."
"Alan, don't you see that we are? But I still need to be able to
have relationships with other men. I'm sorry, I don't mean to hurt you,
but I can't go on living this way. You have to accept us as friends and
let me live my life. And you need to live yours..."
Alan was close to tears. "I just thought... aw fuck it." He
staggered up to his room, and slammed the door.
"Alan... wait...", called Janine, but she thought the better of it.
He was drunk. Probably best to let him sleep it off.
* * * *
The next morning Alan was very cold. Janine tried to talk a
number of times over breakfast, but Alan only muttered monsyllabic
answers. He eventually picked up his coffee, took the paper, and sat
in the front room. When Janine called `goodbye' as she left for work
she got no response.
Janine could not keep her mind on work that day. She sat at her
desk, but her mind was elsewhere. She loved Alan so much... but that
didn't seem enough for him. If only there was some way things could be
okay. She knew in her heart that to be his girlfriend would be
wrong... for she didn't feel that way for him, and would grow to resent
him, destroying their friendship. Before she knew it, it was five
o'clock, and she got up and left the office.
Instead of driving straight home (as she didn't really want to see
Alan right now) she went to the market section of the city. She hoped
that browsing through the small shops and stands would take her mind off
the problem at hand. She was looking over some street vendor's jewlery
when she noticed a new shop, `The Occultist'. Piqueing her interest, she
walked in.
The shop was very dark, and crammed to the point of overflowing with
odd curios and books. She was browsing around, and didn't notice the old
man behind the counter.
"Hello, mam, may I be of service?" cackled the white-haired old man.
Janine wa startled, "What? Oh... no thanks, I'm just browsing."
"Very well. You seem to have something on your mind."
"What? Oh, yeah... a friend and I had a fight."
"Oh... looking for something to help?"
"Not really, it's not like I could buy a magic potion and Poof!
everything is better."
"You'd be surprised...", the old man said coyly.
"What do you mean?" asked Janine.
"There are things in this world that work beyond the realm of what
we know. Do you want me to help you?"
What have I got to lose, thought Janine. "Sure.. I guess"
"Tell me a little of the problem..."
Janine explained her and Alan's story. The old man listened
intently, scratching his chin and nodding his head. When she finished he
thought for a second, and went into the back room. He came back with a
rather ugly little wood carving of a Leprauchan.
"How is that supposed to help?" asked Janine.
"I grants wishes... not big ones, of course. You won't get a
million dollars out of this little fellow. But he can help the harmony
of a situation... if you wish for it."
Janine felt rather stupid for being taken in by the old man.
Expecting a ridiculous sum, she asked "How much?"
"Take it home, try it, and if it works pay me how much you think it
is worth. Let me wrap it for you."
Before she knew it, Janine was driving home with this little
Leprauchan, and, truth be known, feeling a little silly.
* * * *
When she got home, Janine found Alan packing. "Alan, what are you
doing?" she asked.
Alan stopped and looked at her. "Janine, I love you more than
anything on this earth... but I feel we have an impossible situation.
I've made arrangements to stay with someone else until I can get a place
of my own. I'm sorry..."
Janine was crying now, "Alan, you're my best friend in the whole
world. I don't want to lose you, please stay. Just a little while
longer... we can try to work things through."
"I don't know", Alan looked at his friend, "I don't mean to make you
cry, but it is very hard on me sometimes. Okay, I'll stay a while
longer... I don't want to lose you either."
The two ate dinner, and joked around like old times. Even though
they sat up and watched a movie and talked like they usually did, Janine
could feel a distance between them. Alan excused himself for bed, and
Janine sat and thought. The package from the old man's store was on the
coffee table, she had forgotten about it. She opened it up and looked at
the carving.
"Well, little guy, if you can help, please do. I do wish there was
some way my friendship with Alan could survive..." She retired for the
night. From her bedroom she did not notice the green glow coming from
under Alan's door...
* * * *
Alan woke up early, around seven, planning to go for a run. Never a
great morning person, he fumbled around his room, pulled a pair of track
shorts and a t-shirt out of his drawer. Man I feel odd, he thought, I
must be coming down with something. He staggered into the bathroom and
turned on the water for a shower. He turned to look at himself in the
mirror, but the steam had clouded it up. Just as well, thought Alan, If
I look anything like I feel I probably don't want to see. He walked over
to the toilet, flipped up the seat, and slipped down the boxer shorts that
he had worn to bed...
Janine was awakened by a woman's scream. That came from the
bathroom, she thought, and jumped up to see what was the matter. She was
shocked by what she found.
Standing in the bathroom, wearing only a pair of men's boxer shorts,
was a blond woman. She had the looks of a model, an hourglass figure
Janine guessed at 36-24-35, C cup breasts, and stood about 5'9". She
couldn't weigh more than 125 lbs., Janine thought. Long blond hair
reached down her back, and framed her almost Nordic features. Wow,
thought Janine, if Alan scored with this woman things might be getting
better.
The mystery woman in the bathroom was close to hyperventilating, "Oh
my god... oh my god... Janine! What the hell is happening?"
How does she know my name?, thought Janine. "Sit down... and
relax" The girl did so. Janine saw a t-shirt of Alan's on the counter
and gave it to the girl to put on. Janine got her a cup of water... and
when she was calm asked her a question. "Okay, you're alright now... Now,
where is Alan? And what is you're name?"
The blond girl stared at Janine for a moment, and then spoke...
"Janine, don't you get it? It's me... I'M Alan..."
Janine stared at the girl for a second, thoughts racing, and then
things got very confusing...
TO BE CONTINUED...
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