Suddenly Jodie!!

Curtis Hyde loved walking down Rodeo Drive on a breezy Fall Saturday afternoon. The Fall season certainly meant something different in Southern California than it did in his native state of Maine. There it meant heavy coats and rain boots. In LA it meant that it was just warm enough for Curtis to wear a tank top but cool enough for him to wear his favorite pair of True Religion jeans and Jimmy Choo boots. Sure they were a few years old but Curtis loved the way the jeans hugged his hips and butt and the sound of his boot heels on the concrete was like music to his ears. He knew from a young age that he just wasn't meant to be a boy and had experimented with wearing women's clothes through out his teen years. Curtis decided on his ultimate goal, to one day completely transition to womanhood. In college Curtis began to take hormones that began to soften his already tall and thin frame in all the right places. His face softened nicely and when he would tease out his hair or wear one of his expensive wigs he looked like a very cute sporty girl. While the hormones were the first part of his plan the second part was getting the money to pay for the very best surgery. So he studied hard and graduated at the top of his class, leading him to a coveted job at an international banking giant in Los Angeles. The pay was excellent and he figured he could save up for his surgery in two years while still keeping himself in designer clothes, both female and male, and have plenty to cover him for the time off he would need to recover from his surgery. Then the housing market crashed like the Hindenburg. Curtis found himself out of a job and struggling to take care of his basic needs. He even had to sell off most of his collection of designer shoes, hand bags and jewelry to make sure he could afford his hormone treatments. It had taken a while and a few crappy jobs but Curtis had recently gotten a job managing a small community bank. It was no where near what he was making before and it was going to take him longer but he was not giving up on his greatest desire. In the mean time though Curtis loved looking at the latest women's fashions and enjoyed being able to spend the weekends En Femme. His biggest fantasy was to transition and get in to modeling, and his personal hero was Jenna Talackova. As Curtis came out of Agent Provocateur he heard angry shouting to his left, "Watch it you old Bitch!". A large young man towered over an older woman as she was bent over  struggling to pick up her bags. Curtis hated bullys and before he realized it he was walking over to intervene, "Hey why don't you back off!" The large man turned around and a leering smile appeared on his face, "Hey baby, don't get mad. Why don't you let me buy you something nice that you can wear for me later." Curtis's face flushed with anger, "You couldn't handle it, steroid dick." The large man kept looking at Curtis like he was a piece of meat, "I'll see you around doll, why don't you help Grandma here and make sure she watches where she's going from now on." with that he walked off. Curtis turned to the elderly woman, "Are you ok? Here let me help you." The older woman gladly accepted the help and as she straightened out her well worn coat she spoke in a thick eastern European accent, "Thank you young man." Curtis was shocked by the older woman's words, he hadn't been recognized as male when he was all dressed up in years. The woman gave Curtis a comforting smile and took his left hand in her surprisingly strong hands, "Don't worry Dear I have what I call a sixth sense about these things. To just about every one in the world you look like an absolutely lovely woman." Curtis was still stunned. "You were very brave just now, I really appreciate your intervention. Let me give you something to show my gratitude." Suddenly Curtis felt something cold and metallic in his hand, yet the old woman had never let go of his hand, It was like it appeared out of nowhere. Curtis looked in his palm to see a brass coin with "TOKEN 1 WISH"  printed on it, "Uh, thanks. I am just glad you're ok. I hate guys like that who think they own the world." The old women laughed, "Oh, don't you worry about him. Men like him will end up crossing the wrong person and get their punishment. As for you my Dear, I see great things for your future. This world doesn't always reward courage but today is your lucky day! Tonight before you go to bed I want you to hold that coin and make your deepest most heartfelt wish. I promise you, you wont be sorry." Curtis was tempted to laugh but the look in the old woman's eyes put a chill up his spine. All he could manage was a whispered, "Thank you." When Curtis got home he poured himself a glass of wine and began to watch TV. Running through the odd events of the day he held the glass in one hand and the coin in the other, "What a nut" he chuckled to himself. He flipped through his TiVo and refilled his glass. Pulling off his boots and jeans he settled down on his bed, "ah what the hell," Curtis squeezed the coin in his hand, "I wish I was born a girl." he opened his hand half expecting the coin to be gone. He laughed at himself when it was still there, "Well  guess that would be too easy." He drank down his glass and got up to pour another when he felt a bit dizzy. Curtis sat back on the bed to catch his breath, "Yikes, that wine is stronger than I thought." He just managed to set his glass on the night table before flopping all the way back on the bed and passing out. Now unconscious Curtis did not see the coin begin to glow and float in the air,  surrounding him. In the morning Curtis woke up feeling incredible. He felt better than he ever had. Slowly though he began to notice that he just wasn't feeling great he was also feeling very different. Even after years of hormones there was no mistaking the feeling of his penis and its tiny bulge in his g string. Looking down now he could see no bulge, just a smooth area with a slight crevice!  

He shook his head to clear his vision and felt two new sensations. The first was his hair was now much longer than it had been the day before, from the corner of his eye he could see it was a golden blond color like his favorite wig and the feeling of it brushing against his shoulders was almost orgasmic. Second his breasts, normally a large A to small B were now much larger if the jiggle on his chest was any indication. Jumping out of bed he ran to the mirror in his bedroom and what he saw took his breath away. He pulled his tank top off and was caught between taking a step forward and backward at the same time, almost tripping on his own feet. He looked  exactly how he had envisioned in his fantasies. His lips were fuller, his face was rounder and his nose was smaller. Curtis was cute before but now he was drop dead gorgeous. "Well it's official, crazy is contagious. I caught it from that old woman yesterday!" He began to run his hands over his soft perky breasts and thrilled at the feeling as his nipples hardened. His hands reached his vagina, the warmth he felt was amazing and a growing moisture flooded his mind. Suddenly his cell phone rang breaking him out of his trance. The caller ID said "Anonymous" but  a picture of the old woman from yesterday was on the screen. Curtis quickly answered it, "Hello?" The accented voice came over the line, "Hello Dear, I see you took my advice and made your wish. You like the results, yes?" Curtis had to find his voice, "Is this real? how will I explain that I am suddenly a woman?" the older woman laughed warmly, "Have a little more faith Dear! Go to your purse and check your license." Curtis opened his purse and pulled out his ID, his eyes bulged wide in disbelief, " The name, that's what my parent were going to name me if I had been born a girl, and I'm eighteen again!?" the old woman took Curtis' silence as her chance to speak, "Of course Dear, modeling is a young woman's game. Which reminds me, you better get cleaned up and get out the door you have a photo shoot in three hours and you don't want to be late. Now remember you still have your fine head for business don't retire it and become an airhead. You are now a beautiful and intelligent woman, treat your new life with respect." Curtis began to tear up, "I don't know what to say, I don't know how to thank you." The old woman smiled on her end of the phone, "I am the one thanking you Dear, now go out and be happy!" and with that the phone went dead. Curtis ran to his, no,  her closet and looked inside. All the male clothing was gone, the closet was full of women's clothes now and the floor was lined with  women's boots, sneakers and heels. Curtis shot a look over her shoulder at the mirror and found that she couldn't wipe the huge smile off of her face. 

Suddenly the memories of her new life were right next to those of her old life. Her first period, her first kiss with a boy, playing tennis on the high school team and losing the state title in a tough match, losing her virginity to her first boyfriend and most recently the tearful good bye with her parents when she left to go to college in LA and pursue modeling at the same time. "Holy crap I have to get ready for my shoot!" Curtis jumped in the shower and fought the urge to explore his new body but lost, "I have three hours, enough time try this out". She began to rub her new sex vigorously and the orgasm that rocked her body almost drove her to her knees. Curtis gathered herself and got ready. She was thankful as she remembered the instructions of her manager to dress simply and to not do her hair or make up as that would be taken care of by the professionals. She arrived an hour early to the surprise of the staff working the shoot. Sitting in the make up chair she closed her eyes as brushes and combs were working her hair and make up was being applied to her face. When she opened them he could not believe what she was seeing. The hair dresser noticed the stunned look on Curtis' face, "You ok honey?" Curtis looked up, "I've never been better!" Now dressed in the clothes for the shoot Curtis stood beaming among the other models who all looked a bit bored while they waited for the photographer. When he arrived the models all stood in line for his inspection. He stopped suddenly in front of Curtis, "You, I have never seen you before. I need my models to exude femininity, to express through the camera the pure joy of being a woman and wearing these clothes. Can you do that for me?" Curtis almost  jumped when she said, "Hell yes!" The photographer chuckled at this new girl's enthusiasm, "Young lady I like you, you work hard for me and I will make you a super star. What is your name?" Curtis paused for a second, "It's Jodie, Jodie Hyde and I think today is the best day of my life!"