Chapter #4They use the medallion by: Unknown Sara fiddled with the medallion again and Michael and Sara’s clothes turned back to normal. They both laughed for a little longer.
“We should totally tell the kids about this, right?” Michael asked.
“I think so,” Sara said with a smile. They both made their way out to the living room where they found most of their kids sitting around watching TV. Tara however, was pacing back and forth in the kitchen with a distraught look on her face. She appeared to be furiously messaging someone.
“Tara, is something wrong?”
“Yes!” Tara said, “my volleyball match starts in two hours and Jenna is sick! She’s our best player. If we don’t win today, we won’t qualify for the semi-finals.”
Sara and Michael exchanged a look. “Ya know, your father is really good at volleyball,” Sara said with a smile, “he even played a bit in college.”
“I don’t see how that applies in this situation,” Tara said a little annoyed.
“I’m just saying, maybe your father could take Jenna’s spot.”
“What does that even mean?” Jenna said, starting to get angry. “That’s not even possible.”
“What if it was?” Sara asked.
Tara rolled her eyes, “Then yeah that’d be awesome to have dad on the team. We’d definitely win. Wait! Why are we even talking about this? IT’S NOT POSSIBLE.”
“Do you have any of Jenna’s clothes here?” Sara asked, remaining calm.
“I think I still have a pair of jeans that I borrowed from her a few days ago.”
“Go get them,” Sara said..
Tara left the room with a huff and came back holding a pair of skinny jeans. By now the other kids had also heard the conversation and had become interested in what was going on.
“Now hand the jeans to your father.”
Tara handed the jeans to Michael and backed away. “I still don’t know how this is going to help.”
“Just watch,” Sara said. She looked at Michael again and they gave each other a nod. Then Sara handed Michael the medallion.
A shiver ran through Michael’s body and he dropped the jeans to the floor. The kids watched as they began to see changes happening to his body. First his hair began to lighten and lengthen. Soon it was a blonde color and coming down over his shoulders and back. He reached up to touch it with his hand and saw that his fingernails were painted red and black, Tara’s school’s colors. He stretched out his hand and marvelled at how slim and dainty there were.
A tingle in his chest caught his attention and he looked down to see two breasts sprouting from his chest and pushing against his t-shirt. The kids looked around at each other and started giggling. He looked past his breasts and noticed that the floor seemed closer. He looked up and saw that he was now shorter than his wife, and eye level with his daughter. The changes spread down his body until he was now fully a 17-year-old girl.
“Oh my gosh!” Tara said, “You’re Jenna!”
“I am?” Michael said hearing his new voice. “I mean, yeah, I am!”
“That’s incredible Mom!” Tara said as she examined Michael’s new body from every angle. “You look exactly like her.”
“You two better get changed and get over to the school.” Sara said with a pleased smile. Michael followed Tara to her room where he got dressed in one of her sports bras and extra volleyball uniforms.
Once he was back in the main room, his wife approached him. For the first time in his life he was now shorter and younger than her. He felt a little intimidated. “You’re going to do great honey!” she said giving him a hug. He felt his new breasts smash up against hers. “We’ll be watching from the stands!”
As they walked away, Sara noticed Michael's tight little butt. "Wow, I remember when my ass used to be that small," she said subconsciously rubbing her own behind. "Maybe Jenna will let me go to prom as her," she thought chuckling to herself.
Tara drove them to the school and they began to warm up with the team.
“Jenna! I thought you were sick!” the coach said after she noticed Michael.
“I feel a lot better now,” Michael said.
It took him a bit to get used to playing in a female body, but soon he was getting the hang of it. He couldn’t hit the ball as far as he used to, but he had a lot of energy and was soon spiking and serving like a pro. Tara was excited that her dad was doing so well.
As it beginning of the match drew closer, the stands started to fill with spectators. Michael saw his family walk in and wave at him. They all looked a little too excited and he wondered if they had used the medallion...
“Oh shit,” he heard Tara say.
“What is it?” Michael said whirling around to face her. He felt his long blonde hair whirling with him.
“Zac is here,” Tara said looking at a boy in the stands.
“Zac?”
“Yeah, Jenna’s boyfriend. He’s totally going to know something's up.”
Michael paused wondering what to do.
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