1.

It turned out that the day wasn't that difficult, only because Gabby, Dean, Amy and I all went to a lake party. There was this weird moment where that Mikaela girl from Dr. Santos’s office suddenly lost her clothes, but other than that, it was pretty uneventful and fun.

Which only served to make me feel today, the first day of school, would be much harder.

The only bright side to all of this that I saw was that years of crossdressing had given me quite the wardrobe when I became stuck this way. Cleaning out most of my guy clothes had been relatively easy and painless, though I kept some shirts and a pair of pajamas. For sentimental and practical reasons.

I didn’t worry about makeup, even though Mom offered to let me use some. I didn’t think I was ready for that yet, despite being pretty good at putting it on. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and took several deep breaths. I wasn’t sure if I was ready at all, but I knew I needed to be, regardless of how I felt.

Then again, I was an uber-powerful sorceress, did I really need to go to school?

“Hey, do I really need to go to school since I’m some super powered magic person?” I asked mom as she walked past the bathroom.

“Yes,” she said, bluntly.

I sighed. “Okay.”

“Just act natural, you’ll be fine.”

Fine. Fine she says I’ll be. The one thing I didn’t feel like was “fine”. I sighed again and took a brush through my hair. It wasn’t a mess, but it wasn’t exactly neat either. Stupid tangles.

I grabbed my bookbag and then the purse that Gabby was loaning me. I didn’t carry the purse, though, I just tossed it in my bookbag along with my binder and notebooks. Not every girl carried a purse openly, I had to remind myself. A part of me was trying too hard to go to school presenting myself as a Valley Girl. Probably the Kendra part of me I created. The smarter part of me just wanted the day to be over.

Gabby was waiting for me outside. She was smiling, which told me the outfit I’d picked out was just what she was asking for. A cami top and a pair of short shorts and some bright purple sandals. I was wearing a necklace that Mom had given me, a small heart pendant that nestled itself in my cleavage. In fact, the cleavage was clearly on Gabby’s mind, as her gaze drifted there.

“My eyes are up here,” I said, pointing to my face.

“No, you did not just say that,” she said through laughter.

“I never thought I’d have a reason to say that.”

The two of us giggled almost uncontrollably, but we managed to get ourselves back together before the bus got there. We made our way to the back, our usual spot, except that I usually too the seat across from her. This time, we took the same seat and her hand grasped mine almost instantly.

I moved her hand from mine and slipped it under my shirt. She had a look of surprise on her face when I slid her hand under my bra and positioned her fingers to pinch at my nipple. “Somebody wants fun,” she said, a playful smile on her face. “Good thing we've got plenty of cover back here.”

I pressed my lips to her’s and slid my tongue into her mouth. She moaned lightly, which made me moan. I put my hand up under her shirt and mentally smiled when I found she wasn't wearing a bra. I rolled her nipple between my fingers, causing her to bite my tongue on accident. I broke off the kiss, but then we got right back to it almost immediately.

2.

I stood in front of the principal, who was apparently a perverted old man, because he wouldn't look at my face, but my breasts instead. Annoying, but understandable. I’d stare at them if I wasn’t the one they were attached to. Hell, I stared at them in the mirror after my shower this morning.

“So, miss Brewster, you’ve moved here from Mississippi after your home was destroyed in a flood and your mother sent you to live with your aunt, and your transcripts were destroyed in the flood?”

I nodded. “It was a horrible flood.”

He rubbed at his chin. “It's not the best lie I’ve heard, but it's not a bad one.”

I was confused. “What?”

He leaned back in his chair. “You’re not the first person affected by magic to come into my school, Kenneth. I’ll approve Kendra’s transfer, the schedule we mailed you last week will still apply. Your teachers have been notified that Kenneth won’t be in class and that Kendra will. Just make sure there are no magical problems in my school, miss Brewster. Last year, I had to stop the gymnasium from being destroyed in a fight between a succubus and a magical girl, I don’t want a repeat of this situation, even if it did enlighten me to the existence of magic.”

I blinked, no doubt a look of astonishment on my face. “A succubus and a magical girl?”

He nodded. “Quite enlightening, but you need to get out now. Class starts in a few minutes.”

3.

I felt eyes were watching me, despite the fact that I was blending in with the crowd relatively well. Nobody was really looking at me, I just thought they all were. And, honestly, there were probably guys looking at me, though I had absolutely no interest in looking at them. Guys did nothing for me, which was in a way reassuring and slightly weird. Some part of me that I’d created was into guys, so why wasn’t I into guys at all?

I shouldn’t think of it, though. I had a great girlfriend, and I didn't want to screw that up by turning myself… I guess dating guys would be straight now. I didn't want to be straight, there.

I found my newest locker assignment, a row and a half away from last year’s. There were three people chatting nearby, a girl and two guys. I recognized the girl as… Mindy, I think her name was. Neither of the guys looked familiar, but one of them was wearing a letterman jacket, so I assumed he had gone here last year.

The guy not wearing the jacket was glancing over at me every few seconds. Even if I was into guys, he’d be nothing to look at. Scruffy dark hair, light stubble and didn't seem to want to look clean. But above all that, the way he looked at me was… Creepy, for lack of a better word. Something was off about him, I could tell.

“Hey,” a voice said. I recognized it and turned around to see Terry Hughes walking up to me. He couldn't have recognized me, could he?

“Hi?” I said, almost nervously.

“Ken, I recognize you.”

I raised an eyebrow. “How?”

“I’ve spent time around a succubus and a magical girl this past week, sorta been enlightening.”

“A succubus and a magical girl?”

He nodded. “Sorta been enlightening. But that's not important. So, what's up with you and why is it magic only seems to come to girls?”

I sighed. “I’m a sorceress apparently.”

“Ooh, sounds interesting. And which side of the attraction fence do you land on? I ask for the sake of Mindy, because she wants a girlfriend and finds you attractive.”

I laughed. “Not that I wouldn't be interested, but I’ve only got eyes for Gabby.”

He sighed. “Well, that explains why she wouldn't go for it.” He patted me on the shoulder. “Well, catch up with ya later, gotta get to class.”

I watched him walk away and giggled to myself. Succubi, magical girls and sorceresses all at one school. I wondered if I’d ever meet one of the other two. I wondered if they’d be hot.

4.

I set my food tray down beside Gabby’s. She smiled as I sat down and leaned over to give me a peck on the cheek. I put my arm around her and started feeding her some french fries. She returned the favor by plucking my burger apart and feeding it to me. If I’d known having a girlfriend would be this nice, I’d have done it before.

Then I noticed that guy from earlier. He was staring at us, specifically at me. I was getting even more creeped out than earlier, because at least he wasn't outright staring before. I tried to ignore him, but that was almost impossible

Thankfully, Gabby decided to talk. “What's up, beautiful?” she asked.

I shook my head. “Nothing. Just a weird feeling, that’s all.”

She smiled and kissed my lips gently. “That’s called being in love.”

I wrapped my arms around her, pressed my tits to hers. “And it’s a wonderful feeling.” I licked her lips and then took more of her mouth into mine. I couldn’t believe I’d gone years knowing her without knowing how good she tasted. It was something I didn’t want to go without ever again.

5.

I hated gym class when I was a guy, and being a girl didn't change that at all. Sure, I was in the girls locker room with a bunch of attractive girls, and we were all in different states of undress, but at the same time, the bitchiest girls seemed to be the ones in my class. I’d have to text Amy later and see if she had this problem.

Case in point was Casey Vasquez. I remembered a big thing with her last school year where she and her friends on the cheer squad had used the pool for a nude photo shoot thing in an attempt to make it big online. Her dad was the local District Attorney, so she and her friends got off without even a single charge, despite what they’d done.

She walked into the locker room, turned on a radio that apparently had been left there for her, and started singing very, very badly along with pop music that sounded like it came from the early 00’s. I swear I actually heard some Backstreet Boys mixed in there, and I mean vintage. After that, she walked past every girl on the cheer squad and gave them a pat on the back, a little hug, the girlfriendly kiss (not the romantic girlfriend kind). Everybody she didn’t want in her locker room, she scowled at.

I received one of the scowls.

I couldn’t figure out why. She’d never met “me”, she didn’t know who “I” was, I was just in the locker room changing from my regular clothes to my gym clothes. I tried my damnedest to ignore her, but that wasn’t easy.

Next to me was that Mikaela girl from the doctor’s office. I didn’t know she went to my school. She looked even more nervous to be changing in front of everybody than I was. I honestly wasn’t sure if I could entirely blame her, too. I was looking at her boobs the whole time feeling a mix of envy and lust because she was huge. D-cup at the smallest. That was the lust part talking. The envy part wondered if Gabby would like me with bigger boobs.

“God, does she need to be such a bitch?” Mikaela asked.

“Some people are just like that,” I said as I pulled my gym shirt over my head. “Especially sluts on the cheer squad.”

“Whaddya mean?”

“Rumor has it she slept with most of the football team last season.” I honestly was surprised that rumor came in handy. I’d heard it over the summer, but considering I was a guy then, I didn’t think I’d get a chance to be a gossip girl.

“That sounds impressive,” she said, almost as if she were wishing she’d done it. I think she realized what she’d said, because she immediately covered her mouth and said, “I didn’t mean that.”

“Whatever,” I said, coming off a little more flippant than I intended. She put her gym shirt on and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when I saw our school logo stretched across her tits. Good god, why was she that damn hot to me?

“You’re staring at the assets a little more than I’d like…” she said.

I looked away from her boobs and mentally scolded myself for looking at a girl that wasn’t Gabby. “Sorry, just… Y’know, I’ve been kinda a late bloomer.”

She rolled her eyes. “I wish I was a late bloomer.” I heard her mutter something under her breath, but I I couldn’t tell what it was supposed to be. Either way, I just grabbed a rubber band and tied my hair into a ponytail, then followed her and the rest of the girls out into the gym proper.

6.

By the time gym was over, I didn't think I could be so sweaty. The front of my shirt was practically glued to my sports bra, and my shorts were pretty much crawling into my ass. If not for my panties, they probably would be halfway in my ass.

Mikaela was probably just as sweaty as I was, and I’d noticed she did her best to stay away from the guys. I wondered why, but, I also could tell she was plenty self-conscious about people looking at her. Weird thing was all the guys sniffing around her. Cone to think of it, something about her did smell kinda… Enticing? Was that it? I couldn't tell, I just pushed it out of my mind. Gabby would kill me if she thought I was kissing another girl.

I was quite convinced the girls locker room had a better shower system until I actually got in there and discovered just how true that was. The water was warmer, the stream was finer, everything pointed to the girls locker room shower being 1000% better on the skin than the one in the boys locker room.

I was taking care of my hair when the curtain was pulled open and Casey Vasquez stood there, naked as can be and with a scowl on her face that almost implied she murdered pandas for fun. “What the fuck are you doing in my stall, whore?” she asked as if I’d stolen her kidney.

“It didn't have a name on it,” I answered.

“Everybody knows this is my stall. You must be a new girl, because otherwise you would know where your place on the pyramid is here. I’m on top, and you're somewhere on the bottom making sure I don't fall on my butt. If you're lucky, you’ll climb high enough to guard my panties from the perverts or the swim team. But you will never be on top.”

I folded my arms across my chest. “That mean girl shit may work on others, but don’t even think it’ll work on me. There are tougher girls out there than you. You wanna be a bitch, be a bitch, but I will not be pushed around by someone who can't even walk past a door without checking out her reflection.”

She stood there with her hands on her hips and an annoyed look on her face. She ran her tongue around her mouth, then said, “Whoever you think you are, you're not. You wanna get ahead in my school, you need to get behind me and know your place.” She pushed past me and shoved me out of the stall. “And just wait until you try for a boyfriend. I know all the boys in school, and none of them will date a girl I’ve blacklisted.”

I rolled my eyes and wrapped my towel around my chest. “Whatever,” I said. I was gonna have to ask Amy’s sorceress friend how cursing people worked. She'd be less of a bitch if she was forced to do something outrageously embarrassing. Heh. She fancied herself a gift to men, maybe she’d calm her shit if the guys saw her kissing a girl. Then she’d have trouble getting a boyfriend.

Mikaela was standing at the door out of the locker room, less sweaty, but still with that weird smell. “I would not have been able to do to that bitch what you just did.”

I shrugged. “I dealt with cunts like her at my old school, she’s no big deal.” Not an outright lie, but a minor bend to the truth. “I never told you my name. I’m Kendra.”

“Mikaela, but my boyfriend and my best friend call me Mike.”

“Ooh, boyfriend?” That made her nervousness around guys seem weird, unless she was just trying to make sure she wasn't tempted to cheat. She musta moved here during the summer if she had a boyfriend, because I thought she was an actual new student.

She smiled. “Yeah. Oh, there he is.”

“Hey, Mikey,” Terry Hughes said as he walked up and gave Mikaela a kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back. When they finished, Terry looked at me. “Oh, hi, Ken.”

Mikaela asked, “You two know each other?”

Terry looked surprised. “Oh, yeah, this is Ken Brewster,” he said, motioning to me.

The wheels seemed to be turning in Mikaela’s head. “The guy from Dr. Santos’ office that kept staring at my boobs?”

I blushed. “Can I help it if you’ve got a great rack?”

She rolled her eyes. “Please, I get enough of that from Mindy. So, are you being possessed by a magic sex demon, too?”

“Magic… Sex demon?”

“Yeah, I’m sharing headspace with a succubus.”

Terry added. “And her sister’s a magical girl.”

That explained his comment from before, but it still confused the shit out of me. Succubi and magical girls were real? Then again, I was a sorceress, I guess anything was possible at this point.

“So, Kendra,” Mikaela said, “we should hang out sometime. Maybe bond over what it’s like to be girls who used to be boys.”

“Wait, you were a guy?!”

“Shhh! Keep it down! Yeah, I was, and like I said, we’ll have to bond over it sometime. Right now, since school’s officially over for the day, I wanna go have fun with my boyfriend.”

I smiled. “No problem. You two seem like a cute couple.” I waved. “See you later.”

7.

Gabby was in a good mood when I got onto the bus and sat beside her. She immediately unzipped my shorts and started fingering me. I payed her back by slipping my hand under her top and fondled her breasts. Her other hand went up to my head and she tangled her fingers in my hair. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her hard.

The bus ride was pretty much the two of us making the other one moan and trying to keep it down the whole way. We decided to get off at the stop by Gabby’s house, because she wanted to see my ass wiggle as we walked home. I obliged her, putting on a show I’d only seen in porn videos. She reciprocated by putting a $20 in my panties. I told her I wasn’t her stripper and gave it back to her, but kissed her nonetheless.

The walk home was slow, but peaceful. It was still hot, but the combination of wind and the outfit I was wearing kept me from sweating too much. I still felt the sweat trickling all down my body, but it was manageable for the distance I had to travel, then I’d be right back in air conditioning, probably sitting at my desk and writing. I’d probably text Amy later, ask her if that sorceress she knows could give me some pointers on magic. No point in being a really powerful magic user if I wasn’t gonna use it, right?

I spotted Mikaela getting dropped off by that boyfriend of hers. She waved, then walked into her house. I didn’t even realize we lived like two blocks away from one another. Amazing how much smaller this town feels now that I know there’s a shitton of magical people here. I still needed to ask what was up with all the magical girls and succubi that were apparently tearing up schools left and right.

Suddenly, that thought was shifted elsewhere. I could feel something off, something very off. It didn’t take me long to figure out why, either. He was twenty paces behind me, pretending like he wasn’t following me. That guy from school, the one that had been watching me. He had his bag slung over his shoulder and he was walking around like he didn't have a care in the world.

I sped up. I didn't want him catching up to me. He didn't try to match my speed, instead he just sauntered along like he was in control of the situation. Honestly, I couldn’t dispute that, because I didn’t know the situation. I started walking as fast as I could go without running.

I rounded a corner at a house that was just down the road from mine and came face to face with the guy. One second, he’s behind me, the next he’s in front of me and sniffing at somebody’s flower bed.

“You’re a hard girl to catch up to, Kendra,” he said. He turned to me and a smile spread across his face. “You’re pretty fast for someone who isn’t running.”

“Who the hell are you and how do you know my name?” I demanded.

That smile didn’t fade. “Sorry about that, I forgot we hadn’t actually been formally introduced. My name’s Lucian, and I know that you’re a sorceress.”