Chapter 1.

On the way home from school, you picked up a bouquet of roses. You were still carrying them when a young woman you had never met before walked up to you.

“Hello,” she said.

“Hi.”

The woman wasn't too much older than you were. She was maybe 18 or 19 years old. She was pretty although she probably would afford to lose a few pounds. Not that it mattered to you. You didn't know why a woman who was three or four years older than you would greet you like this.

“Jason, I have something to tell you.”

“You know my name?”

“Yeah, I know you.”

“But I don't know you.”

“That doesn't matter. I know something about you that you don't know.”

“What?”

“You have this, I guess you would call it a power. You can swap traits with anyone you are around just by thinking about it.”

“I can?”

“Yes, you can. I thought you should know.”

“You did this to me?”

“No, it wasn't me. I just know you have this power.”

“How do you know?”

“I just do.”

“How does this power work?”

“You make a wish, that's how. You have to be careful.”

“You mean if I say, I wish I was as smart as you?” I would be...” You didn't complete what you were saying. Knowledge flooded your mind. You had always had a hard time in school, but you knew that wouldn't be a problem anymore. It felt like you had already completed high school and were in your first year of college.

The woman screamed, “No, don't say that!” as her intellect weakened to your diminished one.

“Take it back! Take it back.”

“No way.” As you ran away from the woman, you dropped the bouquet you had been carrying. You didn't know why you had gotten flowers anyway. Soon you lost her. She didn't know where you lived anymore. She had enough problems remembering to look both ways before crossing the street.

“Oh my god, it's true. I can make a wish and get anything I want.”

You returned home. You could swap any trait with anyone you wanted. You wanted to try your power out.

Chapter 2.

“Hey, watch the kids while I'm out,” your mom told you. I have to go to the market; I'll be back in a couple of hours.”

“Sure, mom.”

You were the oldest of four children. You were fifteen and in high school. You had two sisters and a brother. Ariana was the oldest of your siblings, she was about half your age at eight. Jesse was about half her age and four. Your baby brother was about half Jesse's age at two. Jerry is still in diapers.

“I think the baby needs to be changed. Check it,” Mom told you.

“Mom, can't you do it before you go?”

“I could, but I have you. Bye,” she said as she left the house.

You found your baby brother. He was toddling around happily. He didn't seem distressed by anything in his diaper. But your mom probably knew what she was talking about. You went up to him to check his diaper.

“Hey big guy,” you squeaked in a tone you reserved for your baby brother. “You need to be changed?”

The two-year-old Jerry didn't talk much. He could say a few words, not too many. Regardless, you pulled down his overalls and checked his diaper. It was wet. You didn't want to change him, but you thought you might as well.

“OK, let's take care of that.” You picked him up whether he wanted to be picked up or not.

“What are you complaining about, you don't have to change a diaper. I have to do all the messy stuff.”

You wondered for a second what would it be like to be the one to have his diaper changed and to have others look after you all the time. That might be fun. “I almost wish...” you thought.

“What am I thinking? I don't want to be stuck in a diaper. That is just plain stupid. Why would anyone want to be in a diaper? It's better to change a diaper than to wear a diaper,” you realized.

You almost swapped with your little brother, that would be a disaster.

“The woman told me to be careful. She was right.” You still didn't know how she knew about your power or why she would warn you.

It didn't take long to change Jerry's diaper. You stood him up on the floor, gave him a pat, and watched him toddle off. Although you wanted to test out your power.

You happen to follow your little brother into the living room. You saw four-year-old Jesse watching her cartoons. It was some sort of girlie princess show. She was entranced with it. She was watching intently, smiling, and giggling. The songs were so silly, but she loved them. She knew every word of the lyric. It was just about stupid princesses. They sounded all the same. How could she enjoy something like that so much? There wasn't any action. It wasn't even really funny.

You thought to yourself, “I wonder why she sees in it?” This might be a great first test. What harm could it do? Without too much thought, you said in a quiet tone that only you could hear, “I wish I knew what she saw in those shows.”

In an instant, you weren't standing at the entrance to the living room watching your sister. You were sitting in front of the TV watching Little Miley’s Princess Palace. You hadn't known the name of the show before. Now you did and you loved it. You were singing. You thought that the dress Miley was wearing was so pretty. “It's better to have a pretty dress than to have a boyfriend. You didn't like boys very much. They liked to do dumb things.

You loved everything about the show, except maybe the prince, It was a lot of fun. The princesses were all pretty and they all wore such pretty dresses. There were even catchy songs about friendships. You couldn't help but love it.

Chapter 3.

After a while you realized something, you needed to pee. But you held it in until the commercial. You had seen this show before. That didn't matter, you wanted to see every second again. You got up to go to the bathroom. After a few steps, you decided to run to the bathroom. But before you sat down to pee, you saw something in the mirror. You noticed that you were wearing a bright pink Little Miley’s Princess Palace romper. You have never worn a romper in your life before this. Maybe when you were younger than Jerry, but not since you could dress yourself.

It came as a complete surprise to you that to love the show so much, all of your tastes and inclinations had changed to match. You hadn't just swapped what you liked to watch on TV, but all your preferences changed too. This included your personal fashion as well as the 'toys and games' you played. They were all related. You liked everything cute and girly, just as Jesse had. Sports and blowing up stuff on video games lost all interest for you.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, something was missing, and you then saw some hair ties. You took them and tied your hair into braided pigtails. “There, just like Miley!” you said to yourself.

After fixing your hair, you remembered why you came into the bathroom. You needed to go more than ever. You reached to your crotch to pull down your zipper when you realized that you didn't have a zipper in front. You were wearing a romper. "How do I get out of this thing?" you wondered. You turned around and looked over your shoulder in the bathroom mirror. You finally saw the button closure at the back keyhole. Still looking in the mirror, you reached behind your neck and unbuttoned the romper. Once unfastened, you pulled your arm out of the left sleeve and then the right. Next, you pulled it down your torso to mid-thigh. It was taking a while to get undressed. As time passed, your need to pee grew. It wouldn't have been so bad if you hadn't wasted time braiding your hair. You then yanked down your pretty panties.

You instinctively you let your butt fall on the toilet seat and you started to pee. That was the quickest and what seemed the most natural way to do it. Once finished, you knew you had to wipe yourself. You didn't want any drops to fall on your underwear. You flushed and stood up. You pulled up your panties and put them into place. You redressed in your romper. It was easier to button the romper than to unbutton it. You weren't being rushed by the need to pee anymore.

After you were done you returned to your program. This episode was about three anthropomorphic bears and the main character, Miley. You found it delightful. You wished you could call your friends to talk about it. But you knew none of your friends would like what you like.

Chapter 4.

When the show was over, you went to your room to play with some toys. There was an advertisement for a particular toy during the show that interested you. You looked in your room. It had changed a little bit. The walls were painted white but with a slight hint of pink. There were toys and Plushes everywhere. Your closets and drawers were filled with girl's apparel in your size. You searched through all your toys but couldn't find what you were looking for. Undaunted you decided to take a bus to the mall and buy what you wanted. You had saved plenty of money. You looked at what you had but weren't sure how much the toy would be. You decided to take it all with you. You crammed all your money into one of the pockets on your romper.

You wanted to go immediately, but you couldn't, you had to wait for mommy to return. You didn't think of her as mom anymore. You thought of her as mommy now. You sat back in front of the TV and started to watch another program, but you kept an eye on the door.

When mom entered, you ran out the door without thinking. You didn't even say goodbye. Once outside you were surprised at how chilly it had become. You had to change. Returning to your room, you got a Minnie Mouse Puffer Jacket. It was red with white polka dots and Minnie Ear hoot. But you needed something to keep your legs warm too. You could put on some pants, but you weren't in the mood to wear pants. Instead, you decided to put on some thick white cotton tights. There would go well with the romper you were wearing. You unfastened the button on the back and pulled down the zipper. You had grown used to such things. Then you pulled off the romper and let it fall to the ground. You sat on your bed and pulled the tights up your legs. Cotton tights such as these might rip, but they wouldn't run. You got them up your legs and over your panties. (You didn't even notice you were wearing panties at this point.) Then you redressed in the romper, put back on the jacket, and exited your house for the second time. You waited at the bus stop for the bus to arrive.

Chapter 5.

Now properly dressed, you waited at the bus stop. You felt warm wearing your jacket and tights. The bus arrived and you entered the bus and took a seat. No one paid you any mind. You were excited to be getting the toy, it was all you could think about. You wished the bus would drive faster, but it had to make many stops. At the appropriate stop, you got off the bus and ran quickly to the entrance of the store. Then you slowed to a fast walk once inside. You went straight to the toy department. You knew exactly which toy you wanted. There was another toy that you saw that you liked, but you were here a specific toy you saw in a commercial. In the end, you selected both toys. You didn't care. You had the money. As you walked back to the cashier, you passed the girl's department. You spotted the cutest shirt with a cow and a lamb on it. You decided you had to have it. You found it in your size. But you weren't finished with your shopping. You looked for other apparel you liked. You put the clothes one by one into your shopping cart. They were so cute. You had to have them all. You noticed two girls with a woman. The woman must have been the mother of one of the girls who were shopping too. You wanted to start up a conversation with one of the girls, but you didn't think you should. You were so much older than the girls, they had to be only five years old. You wished you had a friend like that, and suddenly you did. Margaret (Maggie) was your best friend. All your friends were little girls it seemed. You were here with Maggie and her mother. "Jason stay with us!" Maggie's mother called.

"OK, you replied." as you walked over. (The other girl wandered away, but you didn't notice. She was a stranger to you.) "Jason, want to spend the night? Mommy says it's OK," Maggie asks you.

After a few more minutes of shopping, it was time to leave the store. Maggie's mommy paid for her stuff, and you paid for yours. You accompanied Maggie to her mother's car. Your stuff was put in the trunk and then you and Maggie sat in the rear seats of the car. Maggie's mother drove you to their house. Most of your stuff stayed in their car, but you did take out the toy you went to the mall for. It was set up in Maggie's living room. You and Maggie played with the toy.

Later, Maggie's eight-year-old sister Rebekah joined you. A bit of imagination by the three of you and the toy was turned into a game with rules. Everyone enjoyed playing. During the play, Maggie's mother called your mommy and told her that you would be spending the night. Your mother didn't have any objections. Dinner at Maggie's was nuggets and tater tots with juice. You enjoyed your dinner, especially since you were having it with your best friend. None of Maggie's or Rebekah's apparel fit you, so you had to wear a pair of Maggie's mother's pajamas to bed. Rebekah gave up her bed for you. Rebekah and Maggie slept together. "Your mommy will be here at noon to pick you up," Maggie's mother told you. But you didn't want to leave. “I wish I could live here forever with Maggie,” you thought. Without realizing it, you became Maggie's sibling and Rebekah joined your former family. You were the happiest boy alive. Your best friend was also your sister. What else could be better?

Chapter 6.

You enjoyed Maggie being your sister. She is your best friend and you liked most of the same things. You shared a room with her and when you looked through your drawers and closets, all your things were there. The only problem was that you and Maggie attended different schools; she went to Pre-K at Anderson Elementary School, and you were still in high school. Worse yet, you didn't have any friends at your high school. All your friends were little girls, not even in kindergarten. You wished you could go to Pre-K with Maggie, but you couldn't make the wish work. You were only allowed three wishes at a time. Still, it was better that Maggie was your sister and best friend than anything else you could imagine. After school, you could get together with Maggie and sometimes your other friends and play. Several weeks passed, and you were watching a cartoon with Maggie when you suddenly lost interest. What you were watching seemed silly and juvenile. At that same moment, the print on your top changed. It was still a girl's top, but the print wasn't as juvenile. You walked to your room and saw all your games. The things you loved before held no interest for you anymore. You wished you could play a video game as you did before, but that wasn't possible anymore. Your mommy didn't want you to play things like that. The initial wish wore off. But only the initial wish. The other two wishes, all your friends are little girls, and you are Maggie's sister remained the same.

"Am I a girl?" you asked yourself in panic. You reach down to check your crotch. Your penis was still there, but that didn't matter, you are Maggie's sister, so you are considered a girl by everyone. That is why you were still wearing feminine attire. "The other two wishes should expire like the first one in a day," you reasoned. "I just have to wait." That seemed logical to you since you made the initial three wishes in less than a day. There wasn't anything else to do so you decided to return to the living room and wait it out with Maggie.

You expected to be back to your own life the next day when the other two wishes wore off. But they didn't. You waited another day and the same result. Maggie being your sister, wasn't too bad, but all your friends were four-year-old girls, and you had the preferences of a teenage boy. You debated another wish to have the likes of a little girl but decided against it. The original wishes would wear off soon, and then you would be stuck. You had to wait it out.

Chapter 7.

"Jason," mom called out. "Go to Jenny's house."

"Why mom?"

"Jenny's mother needs you to watch her two-year-old and she can't find anyone else."

"But mom."

"You can watch the baby and play with Jenny. It's a win-win and you will be paid."

Jenny was one of your friends. She was four and in the same pre-K class as Maggie. She also had a two-year-old brother like you had. You would be technically watching both of them, despite Jenny being your friend who you have had play dates with. You walked to Jenny's house.

"Jason, you're here. Thank you. I won't be gone long," Jenny's mother told you.

Jenny and the Baby, Mark were in the living room. Jenny was watching a video and Mark was toddling about. You sat with Jenny and watched Mark. You pretended to like the show that Jenny was watching. You were doing a lot of pretending to like stuff lately. When it was time to change Mark's diaper, Jenny came with you to help. She asked you if she could change him. You didn't think she was old enough, but you wished she could help.

Soon, she was the girl in charge, and you were one of the pair who was being babysat. You had all the expectations and responsibilities of a four-year-old now despite still being a teenager. You also discovered that Jenny wasn't your friend anymore. She was your only babysitter. The second wish had worn off as soon as the new 'first' wish was granted.

When Jenny's mother returned home, she called your mommy. You couldn't be allowed to walk the two blocks home anymore. You weren't allowed to cross the street by yourself anymore.

Your mom fetched you and brought you home. Many things changed now that you were treated like a four-year-old. You were never left alone with Maggie anymore. A babysitter was needed. Mom drove you to school (still at high school) every morning. You were passed off to an attendant who would be with you all through the day. She would make sure that you got to all your classes and wait for mommy to pick you up. The attendant even watched you while you hung out with your friends at lunch. You were happy to have friends your own age who liked to do what you did. Although, having a minder was particularly embarrassing when pretty teens were around.

You could only see one way out. If Jenny babysat for yourself and Maggie, then you could wish to be the one in charge again. That would fix your life. Not only would you be treated like the teen you were before, but your wish to be Maggie's sister would wear off at the same time. You would be back to normal. But when another babysitter showed up and kept showing up time after time, you became depressed. Swapping with Jenny was the perfect solution.

Seeing you all mopey, "What's wrong," the babysitter asked.

"Oh, it's nothing."

"Don't you like when I babysit for you?"

"It's not that. I can't explain."

"It's not?"

"No, I wish you knew what is really happening but..."

You trailed off. You didn't mean to make a wish. You meant to say, 'I wish you knew what is really happening, but I can't tell you." Instead, you made a wish. The babysitter suddenly knew all about your wishes. She stood in front of you in shock at what had happened to you. You had forgotten all about any wish you had made.

It was then that your third wish wore off. The one that made you Maggie's sister. You returned to your old family with Jerry, Jesse, and Ariana. You still were treated and had the responsibilities of a four-year-old. You still had your wishing power. But you didn't know what had happened before or that a simple wish could swap your traits with the people around you.

"What was I doing?" you thought as you looked around your room. It wasn't too different than how it was before you made your first wish. Your mother entered your room.

"Jason, time for dinner. I made you some mac and cheese. Eat it while it's hot."

"In a minute, Mommy."

"Not in a minute, NOW!" mommy demanded.

Without any knowledge of your wishing power, you didn't know why you were being treated like a little kid by everyone. Among your siblings, Ariana (the eight-year-old) was treated like the oldest. You were treated like a four-year-old like Jesse. Jerry was still just a toddler.

Your mommy always drove you to your high school and she picked you up (or had someone pick you up) after. At school, someone met your mother's car and stayed with you all day, so you didn't get into trouble and made it to all your classes. None of your friends had someone do this for them though. It was very strange, but that is the way you always remembered it. It didn't take too long before you accepted your predicament.

"I know a secret," Ariana told you when you were at home.

"What is it?"

"I can't tell you. It's a secret."

"Is it about me?"

"Yeah, stop asking. I can't tell."

"OK."

Ariana went away. You wondered about the secret, but decided it didn't matter. Ariana, being 8, was drawn to you again. She wanted to tell you so much. But she couldn't. Instead, she reminded you she had a secret. The cat-and-mouse game continued with you and Ariana until you couldn't take it any longer.

"I wish I knew what you knew," you told her. You immediately knew the secret. Your mommy and daddy were going to throw a surprise birthday party for you. You didn't really want that, but that is what they would do for their younger children; throw them birthday parties. The news wasn't very important. Ariana didn't know that anymore. You knew it. You knew everything that Ariana knew. (Ariana had swapped all her knowledge and education with yours.) But only what she knew. Your education and common knowledge became that of an eight-year-old. Not that you noticed. You didn't even know you had the wishing power. Nor did you expect you had it even when your previous wish to be treated like a four-year-old was reversed. You were back to being treated like a teenager. You could walk or take the bus to school if you wanted. There wasn't a minder at school making sure that you got to your classes anymore. But passing your classes with only the knowledge of an eight-year-old became impossible. You found yourself in remedial classes with the special needs children.

Chapter 8.

“Mommy, where are you and daddy going?” you asked,

“We are going to spend some time together.”

“Can I come?”

“No, mommy and daddy are going to play some adult games.”

“I like games.”

“These are games that only mommies and daddies play.”

“What type?”

“Mommy and daddy games.”

Your mother had planned an intimate evening out with your father. They needed time away from the kids. Mommy couldn't tell you what the 'games' were. With only the knowledge of an eight-year-old, you wouldn't understand. That is what your mommy thought. Until you asked her, “Does it have anything to do with my privates?”

That was a keyword for mommy. She thought you might not understand. She thought to wait a couple more years to tell you about the birds and the bees. But maybe...

“Why not ask daddy?”

“OK, Mommy.”

When daddy got home, you walked over and asked him. “Daddy, mommy says you are going out to play games. What games are you going to play?”

“What? Let me talk it over with mommy.” Daddy didn't know what to say. He found a private location to talk with mommy.

“You just aren't ready to understand. I'll tell you when you are older.”

You didn't like daddy's answer. But you knew there wasn't any use arguing with him. “I wish I could play games with mommy like daddy does,” you said as you walked away.

The wish went into effect which changed your relationship with your mother. You would be the one who would be going out for an intimate evening with mommy. If things went well after the dinner and dancing or a movie, you might even rent a motel room for several hours before returning home tonight. Daddy would sleep in your room from now on. You would sleep with mommy.

You entered the master bedroom that you shared with Susan. You looked for something to wear. You wanted something appropriate for a date with your 'wife'. You wanted something for a night out with your woman. Something to show your seriousness if she wanted to end the night at a hotel. You started with the underwear first. You selected Brave Person men's low-waist briefs. They were both tight and sexy. You hoped that Susan (mommy) would wear panties smaller, tighter, and more see-through than your briefs. Once the underwear was chosen, you selected tan slacks and a blue and white vertically striped collared shirt.

The night proceeded as you hoped. You and Susan arrived home very late. You would have stayed the entire night at the hotel, but you had school in the morning.

Susan woke you up early with a kiss in a sensual area. “Got to get ready for school,” she reminded you.

“I don't want to go.”

But she convinced you. She was the only reason you went, you hated your classes and feeling so dumb. But as long as you could come home to Susan you didn't care. You decided to get some flowers for Susan on your way home from school. Maybe you and Susan could have two dates in one week. That is what you hoped.

Chapter 1

On the way home from school, you picked up a bouquet of roses. You were still carrying them when a young woman you had never met before walked up to you.

“Hello,” she said.

“Hi.”

The woman wasn't too much older than you were. She was maybe 18 or 19 years old. She was pretty although she probably would afford to lose a few pounds. Not that it mattered to you. You didn't know why a woman who was three or four years older than you would greet you like this.

“Jason, I have something to tell you...”