Monday, December 9, 2024

Magic - Animated GIF - Recapturing Youth

 This one goes out to Somebody Else, hope you enjoy!


Todd opened his eyes after casting the spell and he could tell right away that something had changed. He blinked a few times and found himself in a familiar space...one he had not seen in many years - his parents' kitchen. They had passed away years ago...and sold the house even before then...

As the fog of the spell lifted, he felt odd sensations coming from his body. A quick glance down...followed by a quick feel-up...confirmed that he was now a woman. "What the...fuck!?" he whispered out, a feminine voice now leaving his lips. Trying to stave off panic, he moved back but found himself up against the oven. He looked over to the fridge and saw a calendar there - "1984"...

Todd felt that he had wasted his life. 62, married twice, divorced twice, health issues cropping up... He was full of regrets. One day, while leaving the second job he had to take to afford his new medical bills, he passed by a shop he had never noticed before. It looked kind of like a cross between an antiques store and magician shop...so he decided to check it out. 

"Hello?" he called out into the seemingly unoccupied store. "Hmm..." he grunted as he decided to look around. Odd trinkets, statues, books, clothing items, and much more were overflowing the shelves around him. After a quick lap, he turned to leave...before one leather-bound black book on the counter caught his eye. It was laying there open and, among the paragraphs in various languages, was one clearly labeled "recapturing youth".

"Ahh, a good choice," a short, portly old man began as he seemingly appeared out of nowhere behind the counter. "I was just perusing that one myself."

"Oh, I, uh...I don't believe in this stuff..." Todd stammered.

"Belief is irrelevant," the old man quickly countered. "If you choose not believe in the wind or the rain, do they not exist?" The old man read then read a paragraph from the book and, before Todd's eyes, seemed to become at least a decade younger.

"That was...I...how..." Todd stammered some more, struggling to believe his eyes. "Ehh, look, I don't have any money even if I did believe..."

"There are many forms of payment..." the (now slightly less) old man interrupted, spinning the book toward Todd. "For the particular spell you desire, however, it will require a 'feminine energy'. Women are far more magical creatures, after all, heh hmm..."

"Uhhh, ok..." Todd trailed off, picking up and holding the book. He knew it sounded silly, but he could feel a power within it.

"A lock of hair from a crush, an intimate garment from a lover...they will cover what you need. But beware, the book will extract it's price, one way or another..." the old man explained. "Take it and go. It will return to where it belongs once it has served you."

Todd wasn't sure what to think, but if it was all BS as he believed, what would be the harm in trying? He took the book and rushed home. He followed the steps within...waiting until midnight, setting up a circle of candles, placing an old bra from a box of objects his second wife left behind in the center for "feminine energy"... He was ready.

As the clock struck midnight, he read the passage for "recapturing youth". He got to the end...and nothing seemed to happen. Trying to figure out what went wrong, he turned the page and saw another sentence. As he finished reading it, he saw a note just below... "Male essence as toll..."

Now, here he was, 40 years in the past, in his parents' kitchen...in a woman's body. As he carefully explored the space, he passed by a mirror in the hall. He wasn't just any woman...he was a perfect female version of himself at 22. 

Curiosity got the better of him and he went to duck into his old room...only to see it was now his 18 year-old sister's. He was away at college at 22 and she took his bigger room after he moved out. Still, she had mirrors and he slowly stripped, enjoying what he saw more and more. He especially loved his new boobs...so firm, yet still soft and sensitive. He hadn't seen a woman this young and beautiful in decades...

He glanced over and saw his sister's hairbrush on her nightstand. During visits home, he had...heard...her using it for something other than it's intended purpose. The handle was just the right size and shape...curiosity gripped him even more as he moved to pick it up...

After his first...session...he knew he could come to enjoy being a woman. 40 years younger with "her" whole life ahead...yes, this was worth his manhood, without a doubt...