Inspired by..... http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/44704822/
Pool Girl
Part 1: An Innocent Gift
Dating a witch sure leads me into some interesting scenarios.
Come on Michelle, the pool isnt getting any warmer. The raven haired girl of 18 laughed as she tugged on the arm of the blue eyed blond seemingly fused to her side.
Michelles legs were tightly held against each other, her feet planted firmly on the tiles resisting the girl with the eerily vibrant green eyes and ravens hair attempts to move her.
Sam I feel like everyone is watching me. Michelle said in a whispered voice.
Part 3: School Girl Blues
You know Sam; I think your enjoying this too much.
Those fateful words were the last thing Michael said to Samantha all day. No we didnt break up, and something didnt happen to her. Those words are significant because today was Michelles first day at school since the spring break ended. Once more Sam had the crazy idea of taking my alter ego back to school, on a regular basis. I tried to remind her of the result of a full day as a girl and she just brushed it off with.
Feh, the walls are easy to clean with a little Ms. Magics Cleaning Solution. Besides who says you have to
Part 5: Down to Earth
Sam, can we take, I need to get something off my chest, just between us girls?
That was how I started my conversation a few days later with Sam when we were getting ready to go to sleep.
Of course girlfriend! she said in that cheerful and mysterious way of her.
Josh asked me to the prom, and the swim coach wants to join the team full time. Im thinking of saying yes to both. I began, sitting down on the bed next to her. I think its all these female hormones and the suit. I just cant keep the idea of swimming out of my head and these last few days I have dream
Part 6: The Visitor
Why is it theres always someone at the door when youre in the shower?
The thought hung in my mind as I heard a loud pounding that shook the place. Stepping out of the shower and securing the suit on me as I slipped into a towel and peered out the window to the front door just under the bathroom. At the door, hammering it with a huge metal glove was a man in a trench coat and matching fedora. I sighed as I made my way to the front door, ironically meeting Sam on the way. We opened the door together.
On the other side of the door the man had to be in his thirties, dressed in black pants and a white
Part 9: Adjustments
Sam, its not going to work. Michael isnt coming back.
With those words I have never seen Sam so hurt, the pained look on her face so intense I had even considered retracting my statement and slipping the turns on right there and turning back to Michael, but rational thought got in the way. It was strange but I felt so much more focused now that I was stuck as Michelle, even more so when I put on the necklace.
S .Sure you can, just slip on the trunks She said with a shaking voice, holding me in a vice like grip to her chest.
If I were Michael I would be so aroused with her
Part 10: The Prom
So whos the lucky guy? I beamed my breast bouncing gleefully as I tried to shove them down and secure the clasps on my bra.
It was prom night and I only had two hours before Josh was coming to pick me up. I was determined to not be one of those girls that make her man wait an hour after he arrives for her to get ready. Behind me on the bed Sam sulked, her arms crossed over her chest in her silky black gown that hugged her curves like a second skin.
Michael is my only guy Michelle, she said, venom poured into her words as she said my female name.
The claps secure I spun around and locked my g