In search of self
by Bad Irving (badirving@aol.com)
Jim's one night stand turns into a quest for himself.

                                
DISCLAIMER: This is an adult story.  It should not be read by those under 18.  It has horrible
things in it like sex, and breasts that get big.  We must save the youth from such disturbing
images.  Why is it, if I just left the gratuitous violence in it would then be ok to read for those
under 18?  Go figure.  Yup, got some violence in this story.  I use the word "God."  It also is very
much a transgender story.  If you dislike those items please do not read the story, you won't like
it.  If you do like those items, I hope you enjoy what I have written.
                    
                         I. TO THE CLUB

"Fuck YOU!"

"Well, fuck you too!" yelled Jim as he stormed out of his house.

It had been 15 years of a marriage right out of hell.   Jim wondered, why did he stay? Then the
answer came back as it always did. He was stuck in a dead end job, and no way could he afford a
divorce with the kind of debt "SHE" had run up over 15 miserable years.  Oh, yea, the first
couple of years had been good, then slowly it all went bad.  She then began expanding with their
credit line, and as both got bigger, her sexual appetite got smaller.  That deteriorating situation
leads right up to today. Sure, there was screaming, fighting, and objects being thrown, but then
there were bad days as well.  This was one of those days.  More than just a bad day, this was the
worst of many bad days.  Jim was at his wit's end.  He felt he could not go on like this.  As he
left the house, he was determined that tonight would be different, that tonight he would escape; if
nothing else, just to have some time for himself, free from that bansee that tormented him.

Jim headed out to the local bar. He was in search of sanctuary.  He found his sancuary at the "Kit
Kat Klub." There were music and dancing, swirling around him.  For the first time, in a long
time, the only yelling he heard was from the mouths of happy people.  There were even people
around him that were smiling.  Jim sighed inwardly to himself, and relaxed.

To his left, he spied a dynamite blonde, with killer blue eyes. She was about 24, maybe 5' 7", 110
lbs., a cute ass, and maybe a B cup.  He saw everything that his wife was not.  She even smiled
back at him.   Jim, got up his courage, and sent over a drink. 

The beautiful blond in a green sequin dress came over to Jim. "Hi, I am Candy." she said. 

"Hi, I am Jim. I saw that you were without a drink." said Jim. 

"Oh, that could explain why you sent this over to me. Say, are you an older man trying to get me
drunk? Te hee" giggled Candy. 

"Me, do that? Why no. Not me." said a blushing Jim. 

"That's good because for handsome men like you, all they have to do is ask to take me home!"
said a smiling Candy. 

Jim was dumbstruck, he had not been expecting this in the least.  It had been a long time since
anybody had been nice to him.  Now, a highly desirable woman was asking Jim to take her
home.  Jim was a man in the middle of the desert that had been dying of thirst.  Now, he had a
cool drink of water before him.  "This is awful sudd...What the hell am I saying? Candy, you are
beautiful. Can I take you to a motel?" said a stunned Jim. 

"Sure you can, tiger! But, we need to go now, ok?" replied Candy. They departed the bar and
headed to a nice motel.  Jim had lived in the city for many years, and he knew where a nice
reasonable motel could be found.   Along the way, Candy told Jim where she lived, and that she
had been having men problems. She was tired of the bar scene, and just wanted to be with
someone in a comfortable environment where she could relax. She didn't want to seem overly
forward with him, but she was just so fed up with all the smoke, and endless chatter in the bar.  
They also stopped and got a bottle of Bushmills whiskey along the way.

                         II. THE MOTEL

Jim checked them into the motel.  He had never cheated on his wife before, and felt very
awkward at the counter.  He thought about how he could explain the motel to the wife, and then
realized he had left at the end of a fight.  All he had to say was he was still upset from the fight,
and got a hotel room instead of going home, which was the truth, just not the whole truth.

In the hotel room, Candy became comfortable very quickly. Her shoes came off, and she relaxed
on the couch. Jim poured them both a shot of Bushmills on the rocks. After one or two shots, and
an hour of small talk, some light kissing started. Then Candy pulled away. 

"Jim, would it be ok, if I prove to you I am the best lover you have ever had?" asked Candy
while batting her eyes. 

"How are you going to do that?" asked Jim. 

Candy's actions were the reply. She kissed Jim all over his face very lightly. Then she undid his
buttons with her teeth. She sensuously removed both his and her clothing. She revealed her B
cup breasts. They were perfectly shaped. She lightly brushed her nipples across his chest. She put
her face down in his lap, and sucked his cock. Her tongue played with its head, and she bobbed
her mouth up and down. Jim, exploded in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. 

"Oh, Candy that was great" moaned Jim. 

"Lover, I haven't even started yet" Candy said coyly. 

After sucking Jim dry, Candy then rubbed herself against Jim. She placed her breasts in his eye
sockets, and then begged him to suck her breasts. After several minutes of sucking her golden
globes, Candy sucked on Jim's cock until he got a hickey. 

"Oh, my God! No one has ever done that!" screamed Jim. 

Candy then moaned and said how huge Jim's cock was. Jim couldn't take anymore, he flung
Candy onto her back, and mounted her very quickly. Jim, being Jim got about four strokes and
then had an orgasm. Not just an orgasm, but the best orgasm of his life. He collapsed and hugged
Candy. They laid together in each other arms. 

"Tell me, was I the best?" said Candy. 

"You were more than the best. You will always be the best." said Jim in all honesty. 

"That's wonderful!" said Candy. 

Candy and Jim laid in each others arms. As lovers do they went in and out of idle chat. Jim
seemed to doze off, but would answer Candy's questions. 

"Honey, do you like my body?" asked Candy. 

"I love your body!" said Jim. 

"Well, I have always thought I might looked better more voluptuous. Instead of this athletic look.
If I could be your dream girl what would I look like? Oh, come on. I really want to know." said
Candy. 

"Ok, if you really want to know, my dream girl would be about 44-24-38, have nice sensitive big
tits, I mean big, like a H cup, a nice big ass, and around 5' 6" tall, maybe 125 lbs. Red hair and
Green eyes. Oh, I was too direct. Sorry" said Jim regretting maybe he had a tad too much
whiskey, his answer was rude, and overly specific.

"Oh, no you weren't. How'd you like your dream girl to appear. Right now? I can change this
body into her. Would you like that?" said Candy. 

"You're kidding? Ok, let's see" said Jim. 

Candy once again sucked Jim to full attention. She then climbed on top of him. 

"Oh, you feel so very good, Candy. Who cares about this dream girl stuff?" moaned Jim as he
pumped, and Candy went up and down on her knees. 

"Just yell out, I am the best,  when you come. Then I will change." moaned Candy. 

Jim looked up to see Candy bouncing up and down on him. He saw her cute breasts bounce. He
couldn't stop himself. He was cuming. 

"Oh, Candy, you are the best! You are the best lover I have ever had!" screamed Jim as he came. 

Jim was cuming, he never felt so much cum shoot into a girl before. He came, and came, and
then felt like he fell down, and then up. All went dark. It seemed like he floated by somebody.
He heard a "your turn buddy" as he floated by. Then all came back into focus. He was on his
knees, staring down at himself, and in the midst of a mind racking orgasm. 

"Ahhhhhhhhgh" cried Jim. 

"Those female orgasms are wonderful aren't they?" said Jim's body to Jim. 

Jim regained some of his senses and realized he was now staring at himself. Wait, no he was on
his knees. There was something warm and nice feeling stuck in him????? He looked down and
saw two perky breasts! That warm feeling was a dick inside him! He tried to get up but his old
body restrained him. 

"Oh, you can't get up yet, Honey, this is the best part." said Jim's old body. 

Jim tried to maintain his balance by leaning forward.  He felt a convulsion rip through his body. 
He looked down as his breasts began to tingle and develop a pressure in them.  They slowly
started expanding.  The nipples expanded first.  They grew slowly outward, soon the entire front
of each breast was all nipple and areola.  Then the breasts began a slow and steady expansion. 
Jim felt them growing outward.  Soon the areola didn't cover the entire front of each breast. 
They slowly grew out to very fully D cups.  They hung down halfway to Jim's elbows.  Jim was
amazed at the size they had apparently stopped at.  Then suddenly they expanded so fast as to be
a blur.  There was an audible kerplop. Two huge breasts were now hanging, where just moments
before D cups had replaced B cups. They were now so large that they hung down on to the body
beneath him and still wanted to hang down further. They spilled across the chest and off to the
sides of the body Jim was astride.  The breasts were now, at least, a very full H cup in size.  The
nipples, though large, were now in proportion to the size of the enormous breasts that had
suddenly developed.  About the time that Jim got used to the feeling from the breasts, he could
feel hands roaming his ass.  The person Jim was astride, smiled at him as he kneaded Jim's butt. 
It was obvious from this feeling that his ass had also suddenly swelled and was now large.  He
shook his head in disbelief and red hair flew in his face. 

"What have you done to me?" screamed Jim. 

"Freed myself, and given you, your dream girl" replied Jim's body. 

"What, how?" said Jim. 

"Look I don't know. What I do know. You gotta go find somebody to fuck that will say you are
the best lover they ever had. You do that and you can switch bodies with them. As an added treat,
ask them they're dream girl, get them to fuck you and call out you're the best. You can switch
bodies, and then the body morph into the girl they described. 
     By the way, I would never want tits that big! You are in for a lot of problems with those
two.  But, since they aren't on me. I do enjoy the view from here. Before I get started on you, my
name is Ernie. Yours' by the way is now Candy." with that Ernie began sucking on Candy's left
tit and rubbing her right. 

Jim (now Candy) began to moan. Damn why had she asked for her tits to be this sensitive? With
each suck, and each rub of them, she was getting very horny, despite her thoughts to the contrary. 
She couldn't control herself, she wanted to have sex. That dick in her was getting hard again.
Soon, Candy was on her back, being fucked for all she was worth by Ernie. Two of her orgasms
latter Ernie came with a very loud scream. 

Candy whispered into Ernie's ear, "Was I the best?" 

"The best? Ha, you weren't even close. Those big tits made it a lot of fun, but Honey, you need
some practice.   You are a bad lay!" laughed Ernie. 

Candy started to cry. 

"Oh, come on its not too bad. Just practice and some day you will find a guy to switch with, or if
you like it, you can just stay Candy forever." said Ernie. 

With that Candy cried even louder! 

Enire then laughed, "Oh, you only got one year, Honey.  After that you are Candy for good. 
Also dear, you better not get knocked up or else you are stuck forever as well.  Don't think an
abortion will help, you get knocked up, Candy you remain.  Say, I wonder if you are preggers
right now?"

"No, no, no, no.  You bastard. No. change me back!" screamed Candy through her tears.

"Settle down bitch!  You ain't pregnant.  You keep taking those birth control pills in your purse
and you won't get pregnant either.  You just remember, one a day!" Ernie started laughing again.

"Change me back" demanded Candy through her sobs.

"I told you, I can't.  I have had just about enough of you.  Enjoy your life, CANDY!" said Ernie,
while grabbing her and shoving her out the motel room door.

Candy struggled as she went out the door.  She only knew she had to fight back and somehow
get her body back.  That was until the door clicked and she was in the hallway.  She had raised
her hand to pound on the door, when a guy walked by, and gave her a leering stare and whistle. 
Candy was naked.  She was naked, and a woman.  Not only that, she now felt the remains of her
sexual encounter with Ernie drip down her leg.  Candy knelt down facing the door and started to
wimper.  It was at that moment the door flew open for just a brief moment.  Her clothing and
purse were ejected from the room.

She cried like what seemed forever, but it was only a few minutes.  With arms that seemed all
too heavy she reached for her clothing.  First she tried to put on the panties.  Her body was now a
much bigger body than it had been in its athletic pre-Jim/Candy state.  The panties did manage to
go over her very generous rear end, but they went from a french cut to a thong as only by using
the crack of her ass would they fit.  Next Candy picked up her bra.  She picked up her bra and
sobbed.  Before her, she saw two huge breasts.  They were bigger than any breasts she had ever
seen in real life.  Now they were her's.  She couldn't even look down to the bra.  She had to hold
it in front of her, for simply looking down only had her looking at the largest cleavage she had
ever seen.  She looked at the bra and continued to sob.  The bra had its proud little tag of 34B.
The little half cups might cover her nipples, if they could be cut away from the bra.  The bra cups
were so very tiny in relationship to her huge size, it useless to her.  Candy realized she was
indeed her own dream girl, or rather what had  Ernie had said?  "I would never want tits that
big".  She now knew he was right.  In disgust she threw the bra across the hallway.  Candy
picked up the little green sequin dress.  She got it on as far as that butt of her's again.  Then with
great effort and struggle it came over her butt.  The dress was strapless.   All she had to do was
get it zipped up now.  That was all.  That was also impossible.  Her breasts held the dress out so
far that she could only get the zipper to move two inches up from the bottom, and that wasn't
even enough to hold the front of the dress up.  Clutching at the top of the dress to try and cover
her chest, Candy sat down once more.  There was a loud tearing sound as she sat down.  Her butt
had ripped out the back of the dress.  The sheer material had ripped all the way in two.  There
was no longer a dress to hold as her near naked butt hit the floor, but rather it had become a green
sequin rag held in front of her.  When her butt hit the floor Candy's large breasts jiggled from the
impact.  Candy cried and through her tears started whispering through the door.

"You can't leave me like this.  You need me.  Ernie, listen to me.  Ernie, do you think you can
just start living your life as Ernie tomorrow?  Is there "Ernie" written on your ID?  Don't you
need to know who you are?  We can help each other Ernie.  Please don't leave me like this"
pleaded Candy through the door.

The door slowly opened.

"Get in here bitch." said Ernie as he pulled Candy by her hair through the door.  

Candy grabbed her purse as she was rapidly drug through the door.  She also whimpered again,
but this time from pain.

"Talk bitch." said Ernie.

"Do you have to call me that?" asked Candy meekly.

"That's what you are!  You are a bitch, a whore, a slut.  You are a piece of worthless human
being flesh.  You will remain that way until you can find a way to change, bitch!  Now, tell me
about me." said Ernie.

"No.  I said we can help each other.  You help me or I am not telling you a thing." said Candy
quietly.

"Look bitch, I have the upper hand now.  I am in charge. No more sucking cocks or depending on
some guy to give me money.  Me.  Its me again.  I am Ernie.  I am top dog once more.  I got a
dick and you don't.  Maybe I'll just have you suck that dick for me all night?  Maybe I will just
beat the crap out of you, the way all those Johns used to do me.  Maybe that would make me feel
good right now!" said Ernie as he slapped Candy twice, once with the back of his hand, and once
with the front.

They were loud painful slaps and blood trickled from the corner of Candy's mouth.  "Then
maybe I will leave this room and yell rape?  How's that sound you bastard?  I have no dress, its
ripped apart.  Look at this blood, I bet my face has a nice bruise on it.  As far as the rape part,
you're cum is oozing down my leg as I speak.  No problem, ERNIE, welcome back to manhood,
you can just tell it all to the cops.  Fuck you, you son of a bitch!" said Candy as she moved
toward the door.

"No, no, wait.  Oh, crap. No.  We can talk" said a now panicking Ernie.

"Good.  Now, let's fucking talk.  I will tell you about you, and you are going to help me deal
with being me.  Come the morning, after we get me some damn clothes, we can go our separate
ways. OK?" said Candy.

"Deal" said Ernie. 

"Listen up.  First off all we are going to knock off the name calling.  Next, we talk about...." said
Candy but she was interrupted.

"Oh, now you going to dictate, BITCH?" said Ernie. 

"Look. How far are you going to get without knowing who you are?  You sure as hell ain't Ernie. 
Grab your wallet and look.  Look in the mirror.  You are me, I mean, you are the me I used to be,
no...well, crap, you know!  The point is how far are you going to get claiming you are Ernie?"

"I...I...I hadn't thought" said Ernie as he looked in the mirror and held his face.

"Yea, you hadn't thought.  You are not Ernie.  Now, are we going to be civil and help each other,
or are we going to play who can hurt who worse?" said Candy with her hands on her hips and
anger on her lips.

"Oh, fuck" was all Ernie could say while he sat on the bed holding his head in his hands.

Candy gave a sarcastic giggle, "One might say fuck is how we got here.  Now are we going to
talk?"

"Yea, we need to talk.  We need a long talk." said a very dejected Ernie.

"Can we talk me first?  Ernie,  I can't trust you to answer me, so we gotta talk me first." said
Candy.

"Oh man, I had forgotten how the switch would work.  I can't be me again.  Damn!..." cried
Ernie into his hands.

Candy grabbed Ernie's face and lifted it toward her.  This resulted in Ernie looking right into
Candy's H cup naked breasts.  "Ernie, can we talk about me? Please?" said Candy.

Ernie got a case of the uncontrollable giggles "Oh, yea, there's a lot of you to talk about isn't
there! Hahahahahah"

Candy tried to cover as much of her chest as she could with her arms and hands.  "Ernie, please!"
she said.

"Fuck man, well fuck woman, well how about just a titty fuck?  Boy, you can sure titty fuck,
look at those jugs!" laughed Ernie.
 
"ERNIE!" screamed Candy.

"Yea, Ernie...Its not Ernie is it?  What did you say your, no my name is?  Jim.  I am Jim.  Crap. 
Ok, enough laughing.  It wasn't all that funny, man.  Look you're Candy let's start there." said a
now solemn Ernie.
                    
"Candy, who?" said Candy.

"Candy Cane" giggled Ernie.

"Funny, now give me the real name" said Candy.

"No, not being funny.  Candy Cane is your name.  I guess at one time there really was a Candy
Cane.  She had found this genie or something like that.  She had this wish about becoming the
world's greatest lover.  Well, I guess she got to be the best woman lover and then turned into a
guy.  Maybe she will come back when she is the best guy lover in the world?  Who knows? 
Man, its all fucked up.  Welcome to my old world.  Anyhow, here's the deal, its just like I said,
find somebody to say you are the best lover in the world and you can change bodies.  But, you
only got one year, and don't get knocked up, or you are stuck.  There is ID in your purse, but you
are gonna have to get some new pictures done.  If you look in the purse there is an address book
with some John's;.. er...clients, that might be able to help with the ID thing.  You have a place
over on the west side of town.  They don't really care who lives there, as long as you make the
weekly rent.  As far as contacts in your life, har dee har, har.  You my dear are a hooker.  Yea,
there a couple of pimps looking to add you to their stable.   Then again, they were looking for
me, not you, ain't know way anybody is going to think you are me!  Anyhow, you got that
address book, use all the Johns you want, cause they are going to use you.  You better get used to
being hit, and make sure you buy some condoms for those assholes to use." said Ernie.

"Why me?  Why did you have to do this to me?" asked Candy.

"Yo, look, it was my last night.  I had gone a year, and no switch.  The guys wouldn't say the
words or they didn't mean them when they said them.  Oh, guess I forgot to tell you, they have to
mean you are the best lover, not just say it.  Anyhow, I was in my last day to switch.  You looked
to be the best to do guy in the bar.  I had wanted to take all your money and take over your life,
but in my old body.  Man, why didn't I remember I got the body of the guy I switched with? 
How the hell old are you anyway?" said Ernie.

"I am 45 years old." said Candy.

"The fuck you are!   I am 45 years old?   You are now 28 years old.  Oh, fuck, what a rip off! 
Man, I was 32, I just lost 20 years off my life. Man!" said Ernie.

"Ah, 13.  You lost 13 years not 20",  said Candy.

"Look the fuck at me!  It looks like 20, but, you know what?  I'd rather be 20 years older than be
stuck like you, LADY!" giggled Ernie, "Now, I popped off, about who the fuck are you, who am
I?"

"You are James Williams.  You are 45 years old and work for the City of Westmount.  You are
the garage manger for the central garage.  You are married.  Been married for 15 years and don't
have any kids." said Candy.

"Might work.  I know stuff about cars.  Say, what's my old lady look like?" said Ernie.

"Pull your wallet, there's a picture.  It's the only picture in the wallet." said Candy.

"Hmm, nice piece of work.  This just might work" mummbled Ernie.  "Hey, if you're married,
then why are we here?  How many babes you got on the side?"

"There are no babes on the side.  We had a fight.  This is the first time, I have ever done anything
like this.  Just one time and look what happened!" said Candy as she started to cry.

Ernie started laughing uncontrollably. "Ha!  That's rich.  One time and look what happens to
you!  Well, you are going to have get to used to being with guys just like you were, from now on. 
Half that address book is married men.  Maybe you can get one of them to switch with you; I
doubt it.  Man, you better get used to being a chick, cause you ain't lucky!"

"You gonna laugh at me, or are we gonna wrap up what you need to know to be in my life?" said
a depressed Candy.
                                                            
Candy filled him in on all the details of the life he had just stolen.  In return for this Ernie
promised Candy some shopping in the morning, before Jim had to be at work. Ernie decided he
had better start being Jim, and told Candy to call him Jim.  With all the who, what, when and
where done, they decided to call it a night.  Jim suggested they sleep in just one of the two beds
in the room, but Candy said very sarcasticly, that unless he was going to pay, there was no need
for that.  Jim thought that was rather funny and giggled himself to sleep.  Candy was being
reminded through both feeling and smell, that she had has sex earlier, and had not cleaned up. 
She decided she would take a bath before going to bed.

Candy entered the bathroom.  She looked into the mirror.  This was the first time she had been
able to see all of herself. She gasped.  In the mirror was a beautiful woman, with a black and blue
side of her face.  She had long wavy red hair that hung below her shoulders.  Her tummy was flat
and her waist narrow.  Her hips were broad and she turned to see that she had a tight, but very
full ass.  She had long shapely legs.  These were looked at quickly, but intensely.  Next she was
drawn back to her face.  It had delicate feminine features, she saw she was beautiful, but the
bruise destoryed much of that beauty.  After a few ow's of touching the bruise, she back away
from the mirror in order to better examine her breasts.  Instead of looking down at her giant huge
beyond belief breasts, she looked in the mirror.  She was very glad she did.  No doubt her breasts
were huge, no matter how you looked at them, but she had seen bigger.  In fact she had seen a lot
bigger.  Remembering some of the siliconed enhanced tit queens, she had seen in the magazines
before, while Jim, she knew that the perspective of size was relative.  Her breasts weren't really
the wheelbarrow toting size, she at first had felt them to be.  She definetly was all of that H cup
she had described, but a H cup wasn't the largest set of breasts in the world.  They just felt that
way.  Then at the end of each breast she had nipples.  Candy, said duh to herself when that
obvious statement ran through her mind.  The areolas were the size of a coffee cup and the nub of
the nipples looked like some over thick eraser on an overly large pencil.  Candy, was surprised as
she was staring at her breasts, that her nipples became hard.  She was about to explore more
when she shifted and felt dried residue from Ernie/Jim on her leg.  With an audible "Eww" on her
lips, she ran and hopped into the bath.  In the bath Candy found all the right parts were in place,
and very much female.  She also got the "thrill" of cleaning those parts.  She recieved no pleasure
in cleaning those sensitive parts, and she regretted their sensitivity with each touch.  Candy wept
softly as she cleaned herself.  Only briefly did she reflect on all the crying she had done that
evening, but, then she thought if anybody had a valid reason to cry, it was HER! Arrrgh!  She
completed the bath and got out.  She did smile as she dried her large breasts.  She had to admit to
herself, that if you had to be stuck with huge breasts, then she did really have a very nice set. 
They held their shape and yet were soft.  She looked at herslef in the mirror and smiled for the
first time.  "At least they really are great tits" she said resignedly to herslf.  Candy then went to
her separate bed for the night.

In the morning Jim was still the same asshole that used to be Ernie.  He was nice enough to give
Candy the basics in how to use the makeup in her purse.  He did manage to cover the bruise up
on her face.  Also, after the brusie was covered, Candy was further amazed just how attractive
she really was,.  But, Candy had to remind Jim, that he had promised to take her to get some
clothes.  Jim just flat didn't want to go.  Candy worked a compromise.  Jim, would give her the
raincoat he had in the car and his T shirt.  Then they would go to an ATM, where Candy would
get $300 off Jim's MasterCard.  After she had the money, she would give Jim the acess codes to
the ATM cards.  Candy hadn't trusted Jim, and was holding out on that vital information all
night long.  That had proved a wise decision.  After the final ATM information was exchanged 
they went their separate ways. 

Candy walked down the street in her raincoat.  Beneath the coat was a T shirt stretched tightly
across her breasts, a set of panties, that just plain didn't fit, and a pair of high heels that did fit,
that Candy couldn't walk in worth beans.  Candy was thankful for the raincoat.  She found an
inexpensive store, and emerged from it in a pair of tight fitting jeans, some tennis shoes, a logoed
T shirt, some fitting french cut panties, but no bra.  She got directed by a saleswoman to a shop
on the other side of town.  She also got told they would probably run $50 a piece.  Candy said
she had no idea they would cost that much.  Candy bit her tongue when she heard the sales
people behind her back commenting on what an idiot she was for having a  doctor make her tits
that big.   For just this minum amount of clothing, Candy was already out $100.  She only had
$200 left.  That bra would have to wait.  She decided that she ought to head over to her "new"
apartment.

                        III. A NEW LIFE

Candy decided to forego a taxi as her funds were limited.  Not surprisingly hitch hiking in tight
jeans and a tight T shirt, with no bra, did not prove much of a problem.  The problem was getting
the letch from not touching her.  Candy, managed to get to "her" apartment with a minimum of
hassles.  There she was out $150, just to get by the manager, he needed next week's rent paid in
advance since she was a new tenant.  With only $50 left, Candy sat down and sighed as she
surveyed her surroundings.

She was not in a one bedroom apratment.  It was a one room apartment.  The best that could be
said was that it at least had its own bathroom, with a bath tub.  Candy had seen motel rooms
bigger than this place.  Then again, this probably was a converted motel to begin with.  There
was some clothing in the room, but the bulk of it was useless as "new" Candy was not the same
size as "old" Candy.  Some items would fit but, not very many.  To both her delight and chagrin
all the necessary "lady" items were present.  With an inventory completed of the room, Candy sat
down on the bed.  

She reflected on her situation, and then did what she had been doing a lot of since last night, she
cried.  She even cried about crying, and worried that her hormones were out of control.  Her old
life didn't look so bad now, the dead end job, was a respectable job, the hateful uncontrollable
wife was a sincere love that she had lost, her financial problems were not as bad as she made
them out to be, but most of all it had been her life, and now it was stolen from her; perhaps
forever.  Candy, took the address book out of her purse.  She looked at the names of all the
John's, her John's.  Her crying turned into deep sobbing as she laid on the bed.   Inbetween her
deep sobs she would reflect on her new female body, and that would make her crying worse as
she realized that each and every part was real.  She spent a lot of timing thinking about her pussy. 
She thought about how her pussy would be how she would make a living now.  She thought
about how unknown men would pay to violate her.  Then she started getting mad.  She stripped
off her clothes and stood naked before the mirror.  She looked at the filthy whore that it reflected. 
She could only see herself from the waist up in the mirror.  She got even madder at that.  "All I
see is a pair of tits.   Show me the money maker" she cried angerly to herself.  She stepped back
from the mirror, but the room wasn't big enough for her to see past her waist in the mirror.  "I
want to see my pussy" she said through clinched teeth.  The mirror just wasn't going to work out,
so she looked down.  That didn't do any good either.  "All I see are fucking tits.  I want to see my
pussy.  The "old" Candy could look down and see her pussy without a problem." she stated and
then paused and reflected.  "All I see are tits.....All I see are great big tits...old Candy didn't have
this problem!...She was different, she didn't have big boobs.  Now, all I can see are boobs! 
Nothing at all like that old Candy....all...all...ALL I SEE ARE TWO OF THE BEST TITS IN
THE WORLD!" she screamed and hugger her chest.  Candy had just had a revelation.  She was
Candy.  She wasn't the "old" Candy.  She was Candy.  Just because, Candy, Ernie, Jim, or
whoever that asshole was, used to be a whore, didn't mean Candy had to be a whore!  So, what
would Candy do?  "I'll get my fucking life back, that's what I'll do" she muttered to herself as
she sat back on the bed.

How could she get her life back?  First, she would have to survive as Candy.  Then she would
have to find a way to get her life back.  The idea of fucking, until she could fuck "Mr. Right" in
order to steal his body, was even more vile a thought than being a whore.  That, well, Jim, was a
total prick.  Candy was not about to become a prick like him, just because those were the rules. 
>From Candy's perspective it was time to write some new rules.  Till then, she would need to
keep tabs on Jim, so that when she found a way to change back, she would know where her body
was!  However, the one thing she did know was that Jim wasn't simply going to allow her to get
her body back through a simple fuck.  That left the quick fix out.  So, she had a year to find out a
different fix.  

Well then, back to problem one, how to live as Candy.  Hmm...not to crazy about that whore
thing, so what could she do?  While she did have competence, in management, she hadn't looked
for a job in 20 years.  She started laughing.  She was 28 years old.  Hadn't looked for a job in 20
years.  That was funny.  Ok, she would need to be Candy, not Jim, if she was going to make a
living for the next year.  In a forlourn hope she ripped the apartment apart, and came up with
nothing.  She had hoped to find some form of educational credentials, but rather found what she
already knew, this was a not very well to do whore's apartment.  Great, she couldn't even proved
she graduated high school.  She guessed that ruled out brain surgery, or more realisticly fields
that she was even remotely familiar with.  Well, she was 28, she could go back to school.  Yea,
go to school, look for a job, and find a way to get changed back; all at the same time.  Nope, that
wouldn't work.  Candy thought some more.  If she was going to find out how to be changed
back, that would mean research.  If she needed to research, that means libraries, books stores,
talking to people, when they were available.  That kind of work had to be done during the day. 
Ok, then, she needed a job that will allow day research.  That meant she needed a night job,
preferably, one that wasn't all night.  She also needed one that made enough money to get out of
this rat's nest she was in.  No, education, living on the wrong side of town, no family (What? She
could go back to Jim's family!  Hi, Mom, I've changed! Yea, that was a real option), needs to
work at night.  Hell, she could work in a bottling plant or be a whore.  Crap, not a lot of help
there.  She picked up the address book in hopes of getting some ideas; maybe it listed the jobs of
the Johns.  First she picked up the book and held it on her lap.  She couldn't see it, her tits were
in the way.  So, she held it up closer to her face.  She couldn't hold it at a natural comfortable
angle, because her tits were in the way.  It slipped out of her hands, and she had to bend at weird
angles to look for it, because her tits were in the way.  Candy started muttering to herself, "What
the hell is it with these tits!  I am just a pair of tits!  Why the devil did I make them so large? 
Duh, simple answer I wasn't going to have them, I was going to look at them.  Why am I so hard
on myself?  Like I am, well was, the only guy  that likes big tits.  There are plenty of guys that
like to look at big tits...No shit!..Yea!  Look at them!  Like in a strip club!  Like where the girls
can make good money, work at night, and have part of their days free!  Oh, man, oh man, oh
man, maybe I didn't make you girls big ENOUGH!"  Candy then stood and looked in the mirror
again.  This time with hope in her mind and a smile on her lips.  Her life was still a disaster, but
maybe, just maybe, it was  going to get better.

Candy decided she was going to be a stripper.  She thought that she should better try a couple of
moves, before she went to a strip club to ask for a job.  She spent the rest of the day bouncing
and jiggling across her appartment.  She tried hard to divorce her mind from her body, she
worked on trying to turn herself on with all her wiggles and jiggles.  Then she started rubbing her
nipples.  At first it was to make herself look hot, then while she was doing it, she got lost in the
why she was doing it, because it felt really good to do.  It went beyond good and into orgasmic. 
Her hips bucked and she started wanting more.  Moans escaped from her lips.  Her mind got lost
in her own passion.  Finally, with her hands and fingers she brought on a final satisfying orgasm
while at the same time she was sucking on her nipple.  Candy found out she had more passion,
and eroticism in her than she had suspected.  She also found all of her equipment to be in a most
statisfying working order.  She further realized that her satisfaction could have been greater. 
That fact she tucked away to the back of her mind.  She wasn't sure why she regretted this
statement of fact, but she did regret it.  Perhaps, it was the follow on thoughts of lap dancing, that
made her regret her true feelings.  She didn't like the idea of rubbing against men.  That would
be part of her job too.  Then again, it was just rubbing, maybe even not that much.  There would
be occasional touching of her.  There would be a whole lot of being a woman in a man's pleasure
business.  She steeled herself to that inevitability.  Perhaps, that was a reason for fearing that she
wanted more out of sex than masturbation?  Perhaps, her real fear was enjoyment and loss of her
maleself?  She decided not to lose perceptive.  She was on a mission.  A mission to recover
herself.  If she had some fun along the way, she guessed she would just have to live with it.  She
giggled at her own silly thoughts and went to sleep.
          
The next day, at 1 pm, Candy went walking (Well, bouncing and jiggling, she was still without a
bra.) into the El Dorado Club.  She was wearing tight jeans and had squeezed into one of "old"
Candy's even tighter T-shirts.  Candy was looking to get a job as a stripper and didn't want her
"qualifications" over looked.  The El Dorado was an upscale strip joint.  It was about 4 blocks
from the Kit Kat Club and was on the "good" side of town.   It was open from 1 pm to 2 am.  The
cover charge started at 4 pm.

"Hey, dancers use the side door." said the Bartender.

"I want to see the Manager" said Candy.

"Oh, you're the new feature?  You are just here for the weekend?  Sorry, its just that the boss
says you have to use the side door.  I wasn't trying to cause any problems.  Look, I would like for
you to use the front door, but Boss says that the customers can grab the dancers if they try to go
through the crowd.  We don't want any chance you girls can get hurt.  So, its for your own
safety." said the Bartender.  

Candy liked the fact that the first thing that was spoken about was her safety.  That had been a
concern. Guys just at large grabbing and doing stuff to her.  Obviously, this wasn't that type of
place.  "No, I am not the new feature.  My name's, Candy.  I am looking for a job.  However, you
might say I have two features." said Candy with a big smile on her face while briefly glancing at
her own chest.

The Bartender smiled back, "I guess you do!  I am Sam.  Boss is in the back, things are still slow. 
Here, follow me."

Sam lead Candy to a backroom.  There she meet Bert, who was sipping coffee, the owner of the
club.  Bert was a nice enough looking fellow, early 50's, balding, grey hair, a bit of a potbelly. 
He was wearing a suit with open collar and the obligatory gold chains.

"Thanks Sam.  Now, get back out front.  Candy was it?  How come they all are Candy?  Doesn't
matter.  So, you here for a job?" said Bert.

"I am your new stripper" said Candy.

"Well, you look like you got the bod, kid.  Where have you worked?  That is some very nice
work, they look real.  How much did they cost?" said Bert.

"They are real." said Candy.

"Yea, right, sure.  They all say that.  Its no big deal.  Look I happen to like the fake ones.  They
are firm, they stand up, and don't lose their shape.  They also don't hang half way down the girls
chest before they start to fill out." said Bert.

Candy felt she was losing Bert's interest.  What was she suppose to do, argue the second she met
her potential boss?  This was an upscale club.  It was not a dive.  It also could be a the kind of
place that might just turn her down, if she didn't make the right impression, and make that
impression fast.  

Candy gave Bert a very big smile, then she removed her shirt.  She cupped her breasts from the
base and squeezed forward.  Then she rocked her chest back and forth as her huge breasts
frolicked to and fro.  She leaned forward towards Bert and made them dance in circles while she
wiggled.  She moaned, "Oh, Bert" and laid briefly on the floor where a good portion of her
breasts slid off her chest to the side.  She stood again and lifted each breast with her hands.  Each
breast was larger than her hand and she held them in such a way as her hands had disappeared
underneath her large breasts.  Her large nipples were now hard, and were pushing up towards
Berts face.  "Bert they are nice, aren't they?  Isn't that more important than real or fake?" said
Candy.

Bert said nothing, but reached toward her breasts.  Candy quickly struck his hand down.  "I am
looking for a job here.  That's it." said Candy.

Bert pulled his hand back and smiled. "Well, a lady with class.  Look you remember you gotta
have class to work in my club.  No class no work.  Nobody touches you either.  Nobody touches
you for two reasons.  One, I don't employ sluts.  Two, its against the law.  But, fuck number two. 
I don't employ sluts.  You wanna be a slut?  You wanna sell blow-jobs between acts, you go
somewhere else, you got that?" said Bert.

"Does that mean I have a job?" asked Candy.

"Hey, you bet your ass you gotta job!  Now, between you and me.  Those real or fake?  They
look and acted real, but you are big, Honey." said Bert.

"Nope, all real.  Grew them myself.  It was a bit of a surprise that I got'em this big, but can't say
I didn't ask for it." said a smiling Candy.

"Ok, so where have you worked?" asked Bert.

Candy sat down, and gave a big sigh.  "The truth is, I have never been a stripper before.  I am
really down on my luck and figured I had two ways to make a decent leaving.  The two ways
were the left one and the right one." said Candy.

"Honey, I'll tell you the truth too.  I don't higher no talent, walk in off the street, stripper wanna
bees." said Bert.

Candy grabbed her shirt.  She pulled it one as she started for the door.

"SIT BACK DOWN.  I said, I don't higher no talents.  Honey, you got yourself a job.  Not only
that, but, I want it known you were discovered here by me.  You my dear are a natural.  You are
also going to need an agent.  Which, I just so happen to also be, thank you very much." said Bert
with a smirk.

"Time out.  Too convenient.  Too many things rolled into one.  You think I just fell off the turnip
truck?" said Candy.

"Oh, crap.  Look, Honey, here, you take my card.  You call around.  You check Bert Jones out.  I
am a legit agent.  You haven't heard of me, because you ain't a stripper yet.  And unless you got
an act, you AIN'T A STRIPPER.  Sure, you are a babe with a bod, and that's money, but you
ain't a stripper.  I'll get you trained.  I'll do a lot of stuff.  Look, you don't even have to worry
about signing me as your agent yet.  It can wait.  Let's just talk work if you want." said Bert.

"Well, how much and when can I start?" asked Candy.

"Ok, we say $210 a night, you get three sets.  We can go five nights a week.  I don't want you on
the weekend against the features I am bringing in.  Frankly, you will embarrass some of them in
the physical aspect departments.  I will throw in 30/70 split for you to work tables between sets
and 50% lap dance." said Bert.

"Other than I get $210 a night, I haven't the faintest idea of what you just said." replied Candy.

Bert was so tickled he spit out his coffee.  "Honey, you pay me $210 a night.  You are renting the
stage.  You work for tips.  When you talk to guys between set's you get them to buy drinks.  On
the drinks they buy you 70% I keep and you get a kick back of 30%, and your drink is free, but
then again, your drink will be non-alcoholic, but at the regular price.  The going rate for lap
dances at my club is $50.  You get $25 and I get $25." said Bert.

"I thought I got paid?" said Candy.

"Hello, yes you do.  Its called tips.  Honey, you are going to be clearing 5 bills a night I bet.  But,
I have a business.  Its got to stay in business.  Bert no turn a profit, Bert no have a club.  Now,
you would like Bert to have a club?" said Bert in very annoying baby talk.

"I didn't know." said Candy.

"Ok, what kind of costume do you have?  We'll need to discuss a lighting setup and also music. 
You got a straight CD you perform too or some customized digital track you made up?" said
Bert.

"I...I...I...I thought I could come in here and find a job.  Look, I got $25 to my name.  Other than
knowing, guys will pay to see me naked, and knowing some fundimental things they would like
to see me wiggle and jiggle, I haven't a clue here.  I got some piece of crap dive I am living in
the other side of town.  I can't pay you any money, I don't have a costume, and I don't have any
music."  said Candy dejectedly.

"And that's why you need an agent!...wait" said Bert.  He then moved next to Candy and lifted
her face to face him.  He looked from side to side.  Then he stared close to her mouth.

"The bastard hit you, didn't he?" said Bert.

"Its nothing.  He's gone now.   I just need to get my life in order." said Candy.

"A babe like you, haven't danced before, bruise on the face, desperate to make a living too; yea, I
got it.  Honey, FUCK HIM.  You got Bert now.  You got me as an agent and manager, gratis for
now.  We are going to get you back up on your feet, and make a first class stripper out of you. 
You just let old Bert take care of everything." said Bert.

These had been the only nice words anybody had said to Candy in days.  It was as though a
million pounds had been lifted off her shoulders.  She grabbed Bert and hugged him, "Thank
you" she said through her tears.

Bert hugger her back and patted her head.  "Its ok Honey.  'Ol Bert's going to make things
better."

Over the next few days Bert worked with her to get costumes and some training on moves from
an older stripper.  By the end of the week Candy was back stage waiting for the girl in front of
her to finish.  It was the night of her debut. Bert was by her side.

"Bert, I think I am going to puke." said Candy.

"Look, Honey, you aren't going puke.  You are going to be perfect!  You got a lot of rough
edges.   But, they won't care!  They want to see Candy Two Cups.  They want you topless and
jiggling on that stage.  You can do that, you will get better in time.  Just go out and have fun."
said Bert.

"I am scared.  I know what to do, but this doesn't feel right!" Candy was concerned not only
from a stage fright perspective, but it just didn't feel right to be ogled by men, if it had been
women, well it wasn't women.

Bert said nothing.  He smiled at Candy, pushed her gently against the wall and started massaging
her large breasts.

"Hey!....Oh....hmmmm" said Candy as the sudden change and grabbing of her tits focused her
attention on her large breasts and her very sensitive nipples.  It really did feel good as he gently
rubbed her breasts.  She laid her head against the wall and moaned.

The speakers in the club were blaring "And here for the first time anywhere, on any stage is
Candy Two Cups!"

"You were suppose to slap my hands back!  Never mind, it worked anyway, now go knock 'em
dead kid!" said Bert as he stood back with a big smile.

"YOU DOG!  You just did that to get my mind off being scared!  Thanks Bert!" said a smiling
Candy as she headed out into the spot light.

The music was blaring as Candy strutted out onto the stage.  There was a delicious bounce to
each of her steps as her breasts jiggled. Candy was dressed in a tight green sweater and a mid
length knee high tight skirt.  Actually, Candy was in street clothes.  A nice sexy tight outfit, but
street clothes none the less.  She was on a limited income until she had earned some real money
and getting her clothes to do double duty was simply an efficient cost cutting measure on her
part.  On the other hand, the crowd was going wild.  Candy had played up this school marmish
effect, and had her hair back in a bun and was wearing non-functional glasses as well.  The music
was blaring out "School's out for summer" as Candy wobbled out to center stage.  Before the
next chorus her glasses were off and her hair was let down with a long shake of her head.

That did create a funny moment.  Candy had hair long enough that by rotating her head and body
just right it would make a long beautiful arch as it circled around her.  She had started that
routine, but leaned forward a tad too far.  She was still not accoustomed to all the weight on her
chest and did a dive into the floor.  Fortunately, she caught herslef and turned the dive into a
push up.  She then turned the push-up rapidly into a squatting position as she brought her legs
underneath herself.  Then while holding the bottom of her sweater she pulled it up higher as she
stood.  By the time she was up right the sweater cleared her head and went to the back of the
stage with the flick of a wrist.  Her H cup bra was seen to be over flowing with all natural Candy. 
She then strutted around the stage to the music with her breasts giving a delightful jiggle and
show of their own with each of her steps.  Coming back to the center of the stage she undid, and
step out of her dress.  By now the crowd was cheering and yelling for more of Candy in her bra
and thong panties.

Candy rushed to the crowd and then landed on all fours as she slid across the stage.  She stopped
right at the tip line with her breasts almost in one customer's face.  He reached forward and she
pulled back.  She stood waving her finger at him, in a mock scolding.  Then she reached to the
front of her bra and unclasped it.  In time with the music, first she flashes each breast, and then
removed her bra, throwing it to the man she had scolded.  The crowd screamed.  Candy wobbled
her chest for them.  She bent over and wiggled them.  She held each breast from underneath with
the palm of her hand and walked around the stage.  She went back to the tip line and now placed
the scolded man's face between her breasts.  She jiggled too and fro, she entertained the
customers, Candy was a success!

Candy took her tips and blew a kiss from the end of the stage as she finished her act.  Bert met
her just behind the stage.

"I think I have me a winner!" said Bert.

"Oh, wow, that was a lot easier than I thought.  Did you see them.  The power.  Oh, wow, I mean
wow. The power I had!  What a rush!  Can I go out again, right now?" gasped an excited and
giddy Candy.

"If you want about three other girls to bust your arm, sure go right ahead," said Bert.

"Oh" said Candy.

"Yea, it can be a real trip for some girls.  I guess you are one.  I wouldn't think a girl like you had
ever suffered from lack of attention?  No matter.  Now you have to go mingle with the cutomers. 
Some lap dances, some drinks, even some plain talk.  Go work the room, Honey, its an hour and
a half before your next set.  Yea, speaking of sets, you better go talk to the guy you gave your bra
to, or are you doing the other sets without one?" said Bert.

Candy turned white.  It was that moment, not when she was on stage, that she realized she was
near naked.  She realized she was standing there casually chatting topless and in thong panties. 
If it wasn't for that zoning ordanance she would have been standing there naked!  Crap, she
thought to herself.  She had to go do just like Bert said.  Now, she had to go make these guys
think she was a woman, and she cared about them.  Inside Jim was crying out.  He knew he
wasn't a she.  He also knew that if he ever was going to be himself again, he would have to work
at being a she, so his plan to regain himself could come to forition.  Besides, the rules were still
no touching.  Grinding her teeth in frustration to the reality, Candy went to "work" on the floor.

The night concluded with Candy several hundred dollars richer.  It also concluded with an
education for Candy.  While it was ture some guys wanted Candy, the air head bimbo to talk too,
a lot of guys just wanted someone to talk too.  The more Candy quit pretending to be a girl, and
the more she just relaxed, the better a lot of the guys seemed to like her.  She even got in a
conversation with one guy over the new Peterbuilt 1200 due to come out of prototype work next
year.  At the same time it was not an education, rather it was what she expected.  She was just
"rented tits" to a lot of the guys.  She did have to slap hands, and a bouncer was called one time. 
The lap dances she had done with her eyes closed and thinking of other things.  Though her tits
and stripping excited them, she just wasn't much of a lap dancer.  She even stepped on one poor
guy's foot.  Didn't matter though her tits were enough.  She ended the night with mixed feelings. 
She gave a sigh of relief that she could carry out this life style.  Her whore days were over before
they had started.  It was time to start on the next phase.  In a few days it would be time to get the
information she needed to get her body back.

                        IV. THE LIBRARY

Dawn came early that day (Gee, when doesn't it?).  Candy had been up late and slept in.  Her
alarm went off at about noon.  She had gotten into a routine of getting up at 11 am, but today, she
was just a tad late.  She got up and fixed herself a light breakfast.  Then she left her apartment. 
Oh, she wanted to leave the apartment for good.  A dive on the wrong side of town.  She looked
at the money in her purse from the night before.  No, she wouldn't have to stay here, but she
would have to stay here until she had enough money for a decent place.  She then had a happy
thought.  She thought maybe she wouldn't need to move, maybe she could get the information
she needed and get her body back right away.  She knew that wasn't likely today, but someday,
and with that happy thought she headed to the library.
                              
It was a big imposing library.  Maybe it was too big a library?  Candy promptly got lost in the
reference section.  She was in the "w"s, somewhere.  She was trying to find material on wishes. 
She was standing facing the book case.  A young woman came walking down the aisle.  She said
excuse me, and Candy stood back.  It didn't make much of a difference the aisle was too narrow,
and Candy's boobs stuck out way too far.  Candy blushed beat red when she realized her boobs
were blocking the woman's path.

"Oh, my God.  I am sorry.  Here let me turn." stammered out Candy.

The woman started to laugh.  "No, its ok.  I wish I had your problem.  I have been flat all my
life."

Candy had turned to face the book face and had actually crammed her boobs up on a shelf.  It
then struck her what she was doing and she started laughing as well.  When Candy back away
from the booksheld her boobs bounced down to her chest and gave a slight wobble.  Both women
looked at her chest and fell over laughing.

"I don't know what's so funny over there, but you keep it down Ms. Kreps" cried the head
librarian.

"Oh, fuck her" said Julie Krebs under her breath.

Candy heard that and gave another chuckle and then covered her mouth.  "Oh, I am sorry, I am
getting you in trouble" said Candy.

"She's just a dried up toad that needs a man" replied Julie.

Candy giggled again and then put out her hand, "Hi, I am Candy."

Julie smiled and took her hand and looked right at her chest, "I bet you are!"

Both women started uncontrolled giggling again.  "No, I am sorry, would you like some coffee? 
We could go to the breakroom.  I am Julie.  Julie Krebs" said Julie.

Both women smiled and controlled their giggles as they managed to make it over to the
breakroom.

"Candy, what brings you here?" said Julie.

"I was looking for a book" said Candy.

"Oh, and you choose the library!  Wow, are you sure you aren't blond that was a real reach! 
What book?" said Julie.

"Hey, be nice.  I will cut you some slack because you don't have twin brain amplification
modules like me!" said Candy as she stuck out her chest.

Both girls laughed again.

"I have always dreamed of having a chest.  Not one that big.  But a chest of some kind.  Is it ok if
I ask where you had them done?" asked Julie.

"Julie, they are real." said Candy.

"Nnno!" said Julie. 

"Yup, 100% all me." said Candy.

"It must have been a nightmare for you as a kid growing up." said Julie.

"Well, you might say I developed them late in life" said Candy honestly.

"Your so big.  How long did you take to get that size?" asked Julie.

"Hmm....It seemed like over night." said Candy.

"But, but, do you like being that big?" asked Julie.

"You might say that I asked for them this big.  But, they are part of who I am now." said Candy.

"Well, you think some of that over night stuff can wear off on me?  I don't even fill an A cup."
said Julie a little dejected.

"Honey, be careful what you wish for. Oh, that reminds me.  I was looking for a book on
wishing.  Do you know where I could find one?" said Candy.

Julie helped Candy find several books on the subject.  It also came to pass that the two of them
really hit it off.  It was almost as an after thought as Candy was leaving the Library that Julie
remarked she was looking for a roommate.  She went on to say she was desperate to find a room
mate.  The rent was do, and having not had a roomate for the last two months, she just did not
have the money to pay this month's rent.  She asked if Candy knew anybody, they should talk. 
Candy smiled and told Julie how she was desperately looking to move.  Julie said the place
wasn't much, but it was in a nice area and safe.  That was all Candy really wanted to hear.  She
smiled and even produced cash out of her purse when Julie said what her split of the rent would
be.

Julie was at the end of her shift at the Library.  They got in her car and moved what little Candy
called her's to Julie's apartment.  The move didn't take too long.  Julie was impressed that Candy
seemed only to want to take refernce material.  She was leaving all the sleazy things that made
up the apartment.  

"But, you are leaving all this stuff?" said Julie, hoping the stuff would really be left.

"What this crap?  This dump is a dump. It was all here when I got here, and here it will remain. 
Good riddance to bad rubbish" said Candy as she put items in the car.
               
"Oh, you really liked it here?" laughed Julie, closing the car door.

"Shut-up and drive!" giggled Candy back.

Julie did have a nice apartment, in a nice neighborhood.  Candy was very happy with her new
surroundings, especially in light of what her old apartment had been like.  It didn't take long for
Candy to unpack.  After all of about 30 mins, including the trips to the car, she was finished. 
The two girls sat on the couch.

"Oh, look at the time!  I have to get ready to go to work." said Candy.

"Ah...gee, we were getting along so well, I didn't even think to ask.  What kind of work do you
do?  You working a swing shift?" asked Julie.

Candy smiled, "In a manner of speaking, I am an exotic dancer."

"NO, REALLY?  I am not surprised, just look at your build, but, NO, are you really a stripper?"
said Julie.

"No, I am an exotic dancer.  It just looks like stripping when I take my clothes off!" laughed
Candy.

"Come on; you really are?" said Julie.

"I do need to get ready for work.  I work at the El Dorado.  If you really don't believe me, how
about you give me a ride to work?  You could come in and watch me if you want?" said Candy.

Julie's face lost a bit of color, "Ah, no thanks.  I don't think I really want to be going in a strip
club; but I will give you a ride to work."

"That would be great!  But, right now I need to go shower, and get ready." said Candy.

Candy had showered and was attempting to get her hair done, and make up applied.  The door to
the bathroom was open, and she had a towel wrapped around her body.

"Look, I know its not good roommate etiquette.  I know we have to give each other space. 
However, girlfriend, you are just plain doing your hair and makeup weird!" said Julie.

Candy panicked on the inside.  She knew she was on the verge of being found out for being Jim. 
She knew she had no idea how to actually be a woman, even though she was a woman.  She
thought for a second.  If she told Julie the truth, she'd think she was crazy.  

"You are right.  I don't do this very good." Candy said with a real pout.

"I don't understand?" said Julie.

"You could say I haven't been a girl very long." said Candy.

"Great, now I don't understand at all!" said Julie.

"I am just recently in town.  Before that, all my life I had only lived as a man...er...ah..no...around
men.  It just seemed like as a man.  Mom died when I was little.  We lived way up in the hills in
the south part of the state.  Dad was one of those cult type of people.  We lived in a commune
with everybody being treated and acting the same.  We didn't have any concept of make-up, hair
styling or other aspects of being a woman.  It was not a happy life, and I knew there had to be
better.  Then a couple of weeks ago we had some government men come into our farm.  I saw
that as my oppertunity to escape, and I went away with them.  So, the truth is, I don't really
know about make-up and hair care." said Candy.

 "Oh my" said Julie.

Candy held her breath.  Was Julie going to buy this whopper?

"You poor thing!  Let me show you." said Julie.

Candy let out a sigh of relief and listened closely as Julie began brushing her hair and telling her
what she need to do with it.  She then helped Candy with her make-up.  They chit chatted and
enjoyed this time together.  It dawn on Candy that she had just gained a mentor.  

That night at the club Bert commented on how much better her hair looked, he also said that he
liked her wearing less make-up than she had over the last few nights night.  Candy did even
better the next night at the El Dorado.  She was getting good at her act.  This was not her
intention though.  This life was merely a vehicle for her to get her body back.  However, she did
enjoy the thrill on stage, and the conversations she was holding.  She even had her disgust of lap
dances reined in to where it was no longer disgust, but toleration.

                         V. THE SEARCH

Candy had her "life" on an acceptable course, for now.  That course was meant to get her back to
being Jim.  The next step was to use her free time to research this entire "wish" matter.  She
began a highly motivated research.  Julie had been very helpful in the books she had suggested at
the library.  These books helped Candy initially in a negative way.  They were vehicles to
exclude what the "wish" was not.  It wasn't a curse as it was striking with no warning to random
people.  Curses were not intended to be surprises to victims, let alone random victims.  The
books excluded witchcraft as a possibility.  Leprechauns were surpsingly excluded as well.  At
this point Candy was laughing to herslf about how diligently she was reading and believeing in
mystical creatures and occult powers.  She snapped back to reality when she felt her breasts were
rubbing against the desk top with each of her laughs.  Emotion swept over her.  She could cry or
she could read.  Choking back tears, she continued to read.

Then she came to her first break.  Based on several of the books and then cross checked in a
general reference she deduced, her "wish" was the result of someone making a wish to a genie.
Well, ok, a Jinn: A supernatural spirt that often takes human form and serves his summoner; esp.
in Muslim demonology that inhabit the earth.  Candy whistled to herself "OOOo...I didn't know
Genies were demons!  I am dealing with a demon, and an Arab demon at that! This is serious!"
She laughed out loud after saying it was serious.  She already had been turned into a woman and
her body stolen, just how much more serious could it be?  Then she stopped laughing, it could be
a lot more serious, at least she was a human, and at least she was alive!  No, this wasn't as funny
as it seemed a few moments ago.  Ok, so she was dealing with demon magic.  That just means
she needed to be very careful in each of her steps.  It also meant for her to be successful she had
better research as far as possible.  With a renewed intrested she went back to her research.  This
went on for days, research from noon to early afternoon, girl lessons late afternoon with Julie,
then dancing at night, and finally eight hours sleep from about 3 am to 11 am.  

After four weeks Candy had exhausted all the research material the library had to offer.  Julie
suggested that she go to a specialty book store for more research material.  Candy had told Julie
that she had a very deep interest in the occult, maybe it was a left over from her cult days, but she
just needed some personal questions answered.  Julie was understanding and helpful with Candy. 
They were becoming close friends.  She also spent at least two days a week checking up on her
"old" self and her "wife".  It seems Jim was still at work at the County Transportation Shop and
was still married to the "wife".  Candy at times fretted that "new" Jim would destroy "old" Jim's
life before she could become "old" Jim once again.  

After a month of searching all the standard book stores, Candy then moved onto the small mom
and pop stores that were around town.   One day she was in the "Occult Books" store.  She asked
the clerk her standard questions about books on Genies, Jinn's, Demons, or wishes.  She got back
the normal littany of standard books and novels.

"I have already read those.  They are all informative in one way or another, but I am looking for
some real information.  You know, written by people that actually believe in the subject.  I am
looking for detailed Jinn information, not fantasy writings, but writings from those that beileve
or think they have dealt with them." said Candy.

"Really?  Well, I have a book in the back that came in on a special order about three months ago. 
Pretty hard one to find too.  It was a special order for this fellow, he never came by to pick it up. 
He didn't pay for it either.  You want to see it?" said the Store owner.

"Yes, please" said Candy.

The store owner walked to the back of the store.  He came out with a book that was wrapped in
brown paper.  He sat it down on the counter and unwrapped it.

"There you go, "The Family of Jinn's, an Oral History", first addition, printed 1880 in Cairo.  Its
suppose to tell you everything there is to know about Jinns.  It covers the whole gambit from
summoning, to dispelling, and even the structure of the different Jinn families." said the Store
owner.

"Perfect!  That's what I need!" squealed an excited Candy, who then put her hand over her mouth
in embarassment.

The store owner seemed not to mind, "Well, two things you ought to know; one- its written in
Arabic, and two-its got a curse on it."

This took the wind out of Candy's sails.  "How would I get it translated, and what's the curse?"

"There's a fellar over in Eastmount that can translate it.  I got a card here.  Now, that curse reads
and I quote from my shipping documents - This book will bring bad luck to all those that doubt
the powers of the Jinn- unquote.  I figure I can let this go for $500." said the Store owner.

Candy looked at the book.  It needed translating!  Well, maybe that was a good omen.  Maybe
that meant it would have some good information.  She looked the book over, not that she could
read it, but rather to try and see if it did look that old.  It seemed legitimate.  "Look, I'll give you
$400 for the book." said Candy.

"Nope, cost me that much just to buy it.  Its $500 or no deal." said the Store owner.

"Fine. $500 it is.  Now, would you write down that address in Eastmount for me?" said Candy.

"Sure, here you go.  Say, aren't you afraid of the curse?" said the Store owner as he placed the
wrapped book into a brown paper store bag.

"No, I don't doubt the power of the Jinn." said Candy as she left the store.

The door of the store opened into a blind corner.  Candy no more than had stepped out of the
door, when the world went dark, and she was knocked to the ground.  She awoke to the face of
the man that was cardling her head.  She couldn't help but notice that he had piercing steel blue
eyes.

"Are you alright, Miss?" said the man.

"I think so, what hit me?" said a stunned Candy.

"You walked into me" said the man.

"Like Hell I did!  I stepped out of that store and pow!  You nailed me!" said Candy rather
indignantly.

"Look, I was going into the store, you were coming out.  We collided.  I am sorry.  Are you
OK?" said the man.

"No, I am embarassed.  I am sorry too.  Would you help me up?" said Candy.

The man gently lifted Candy up, and then glanced from her face to her chest.  "Oh, excuse me.  I
hadn't noticed before.  You...er...ah...need to adjust yourself"

It was a hot day, Candy had gotten used to wearing baggy clothes to avoid the amorous and
leering stares of men or the catty glances of women.  But today was just out and out hot.  She had
been wearing pants and a low cut tight top.  Well, she only had two kinds of tops, tight and too
big.  She had opted for tight and low cut, to try and be cool.  The collision with the man had left
her cool alright, somehow her left breast had been pushed up and out of her bra, and was now
pointing straight forward, held up by the low cut portion of the top.

"Oh MY GOSH!" squealed Candy as she tried to cover up the breast with her hands.

"Here adjust yourself, facing the wall behind me." said the man.

Candy quickly went behind the man.  She reached down and pulled her top up high enough to
clear her breasts.  Then she quickly unhooked the front of her bra.  Moving quickly she
repositioned both breasts and refastend the bra.  She then pulled her top back down and adjusted
herself.  She turned to see the man was standing with his back to her, and had his arms stretched
out.  He was trying to give her as much shielding as possible.  That was a lot of shielding.  He
must have been 6'2" and had a very strong build.

"I'd say thank you, if you hadn't knocked me over and undressed me!  What are you a pervert or
something?" said Candy.

"No, just a man looking to buy a book.  I am not trying to knock beautiful women over, and rip
their tops off." said the man.

Candy blushed at the compliment and then wondered why she had blushed.  "Well, thank you.  I
do need to go." said Candy.

"Sure.  I am sorry about all this.  Here's your package.  I'll see ya around." said the man.

Candy smiled at the man as he walked into the bookstore, and she grabbed the bus that was
lumbering up.  It was about a 20 min ride over to Eastmount.  Once there, she had about another
half hour walk to find the store she was looking for.  Finally, she came upon "Honest Ali's
House of Arbia Antiques"

It was an older store front, with old fashion drawn shades, and a faded "Open" card in the front
window.  Candy went in.  She noticed there wasn't any sound when she entered the store, the
bell was broken.  There, stooped over a counter, in the back of the store was a man in his mid
40's.  Maybe 5' 9" tall, and around 200 lbs.  He was dark complected.  He spoke with a heavy
Mideastern accent.  He was also staring straight into Candy's clevage.

"Hello, not all you see before you is an antique.  How may Ali be your humble servant today?",
said Ali.

" I have this book", said Candy as she removed the book from its shopping bag and placed it on
the counter.

"Ah, The Family of Jinn's, an Oral History, first addition, printed around 1884 in Cairo, I would
guess.  An excellent book.  You know that it is curesed?  Do you want to sell it?" said Ali.

"No, I want it translated.  Yea, its got a curse about doubting the powers of the Jinn." said Candy.

"Yes, but that is a bit too literal a translation.  The curse says To those that doubt the powers of
the Jinn, there will be a reckoning", said Ali.

"Really?  Are you sure?" said Candy.

"Yes, oh yes, come closer and look at this word" said Ali.

The counter was just below the bottom of Candy's breasts, as she bent forward, in her low cut
top, to read the words her breasts became more and more exposed to the lustful eyes of Ali.

"What word?" said Candy.

"This one here" Ali didn't even do a good job at pointing to any word, he was too busy looking
down Candy's top.

Candy looked from his finger tip to his eyes, and saw that Ali was getting a free show.  "I don't
read Arabic.  You don't have to point the words out.  Can you translate the book?" said Candy.

Ali, grumbled then got up, and walked to the front of the store, while he was walking he
said,"Yes, yes, this book I can translate.  It will not be cheap how will you pay?"

"I'll pay cash, how much?" said Candy.

Ali was now walking back from the front of the store, and walked over to an alcove.  "It all
depends.  There is the size of the book, and the version of Arabic it is written in.  Come here, I
will show you what I mean.  I have several different rates."

"Fine." said Candy as she walked to the alcove.

"This book of your's will be very expensive, you can not pay cash." said Ali.

"What? Credit card?  How much is too much?  Maybe you could translate it in installments?"
said Candy.

"Maybe you could pay a different way!" said Ali as he grabbed Candy by the shoulders and tried
to kiss her.

Candy brought her hands and arms up to her front, between her and Ali.  This broke the hold he
had on her shoulders.  She pushed back from him.  In that brief moment Ali turned so that Candy
was blocked into the alcove.

"No, I am not paying that way!  Give me my book.  I am leaving!" said a very mad Candy.

"You are not going anywhere.  You...you...you American women you come in here.  You dress
naked, you insult me, and my place.  You dress that way because you want me.  You only think
about sex.  Now you get sex. You be happy." said Ali.

"Fuck You!" said Candy as she tried to move past Ali.

"No, Fuck YOU!" grinned Ali as he tried to grab her again.

Candy thought she had slid by, but Ali grabbed her by her top and pulled her back.  He pulled her
back first into him.  He reached under her arms and grabbed her breasts.  The rough handling of
Candy's breasts hurt. She screamed "Stop it!  Leave me alone!" 

Ali responded, "No, you are mine now.  You know you want me."  He held her tightly against
him and tried to move one of his hands inside of her top.  Though still in his pants, he was
grinding his erect penis against Candy's butt.

Candy yelled, "NO!" as she brought her foot down in a raking motion on his shin.  She was
wearing pumps, trying to get used to heels, and the solid heel put Ali in great pain as it scraped
him.

"Ewwwwooo" screamed Ali as he let her go.  Candy whirled and balled her hands up into fists. 
She delivered a pin point blow to Ali's jaw.  Maybe, maybe, if she had weighed 180 lbs or had
some significant upper body strength that blow would have been effective.  The blow wasn't
effective, and Ali got mad.  "Stupid American Bitch" he cried as he back handed Candy.  The
blow sent Candy spilling to the floor.

Candy was down, but not out.  When he approached her, she struck out with her leg aimed right
at Ali's groin.  Ali grabbed her leg and twisted.  Candy felt popping as he did so.  She screamed
out in pain.

"You like that?  You like that?  Feel the pain you worthless whore!" screamed Ali as he dropped
her leg.

Candy pushed back against the alcove, she tried to get off another punch into Ali's mid-section. 
Ali caught the punch and twisted her arm.  He pushed her face back and punched her in the jaw. 
Candy crashed back into the wall.  She screamed!  

"Shut-up bitch, or DIE!" yelled Ali.  He kicked her stomach, and then bent down.  He grabbed
her by the hair, and began pounding her head into the wall.

Candy wanted to pass out, but she couldn't.  She wanted to fight back, but she was now in
terrible pain.  Everything was becoming a blur from her head hitting the wall.  She knew she had
to fight back.  Mustering all the reserve strength she had, she struck out at Ali with her left arm. 
It was a glancing blow with no power behind it.  Ali responded by dropping her head and by
giving her a couple of rapid punches to her breasts.  Incapacitating pain racked Candy's body. 
He then pulled her limp body fully down onto the floor.  She was senseless from all the pain and
seemed to be in a dream world.  Ali laid her back.  She felt Ali remove her pants, and panties. 
She wanted to fight, but she couldn't win.  He was beating her to death.  She wanted to live but,
oh, not like this.  In the moment of silence as Ali undid his pants she wept.  She had been beaten
into physical submission.

She opened her eyes to see Ali over her.  He pushed her legs apart as he prepared to enter her. 
Candy had nothing left to fight with. The pain in her body prevented her from even lifting her
arms in resistance.  All she could do is whimper, "You bastard."

Light shown down on Candy.  A huge hand grabbed Ali by the shoulder and pulled him away. 
He was spun around and a giant of a man said "Pretty tough with the ladies, lets see how you do
with a man!"  Then a crashing blow from a huge right hand sent Ali sailing across the counter. 
The man jumped over the counter after Ali.  You could hear the punches landing.  You could
even hear bones crunching from the blows.  Ali never was able to offer any effective resistance,
he was pulverize into a mound of unconscious flesh.

"You want to rape somebody?  You want to rape somebody?  Rape this you worthless mother
fucking son of a bitch" the man said as he proceed to kick and kick the unconscious blob that was
Ali on the floor.  Then it was silent.

The man hopped back over the counter.  He walked over to Candy.  It was the man from the
bookstore.

"I know you" was all Candy could moan.

"Its ok.  You're safe now.  Let me take you to a hospital" said the man.

"My book, I need my book....." said Candy before she passed out.

                        VI. THE HOSPITAL

Candy awoke in a hospital bed.  The man was sitting beside her, reading her book.

"Its you" said Candy softly.  She recognized him as the man from both the bookstore and from
the antique shop, where he had saved her.  He would not have been hard to forget anyway; he
was a big man maybe 6' 2", around 225 lbs of all muscle.  He looked to be about 35 years old. 
He had a sun tanned face, that was highlighted by his black hair, and steel blue eyes.  He was
very handsome, but Candy was in no condition to appreciate that, or many other facts.  She was
in a lot of pain, however,  she knew did know one important fact.  The important fact was what
this man had done for her just a few hours before. 

"Be still.  The doctor siad you are going to be ok.  You got a cracked rib and the tendons are torn
in your leg, and you are all bruised up, but you are going to be alright." said the man.

"You saved me.  Thank you." said Candy, and she started to cry.

"I like to save beautiful women.  It was my pleasure." said the man as he held Candy's hand.

"I couldn't stop him.  I should have stopped him.  I did this." cried Candy.

"You stop that!  You were attacked.  It wasn't your fault!  Heck, from the racket I heard when I
entered the shop, you put up one hell of a fight!  Don't you talk that way about yourself." said the
man sternly.

"You really think so?" asked Candy through her tears.

"Think so?  I know so!  Most women would have been scared into submission, you put up one
devil of a fight.  If I didn't know better, I'd say you were a man.  Yea, I stopped him, but you
softened him up for me." smiled the man.

"I am Candy" she said.

"I am Eric.  Eric Corn", said Eric.

"Thanks again,  Eric.  What were you doing there anyway?" asked Candy.

"It seems, that you and I have something in common.  Its this book.  I had ordered it several
months ago, and then got called out of town to the Middle East on business.  The shop owner
sold it to you thinking I wasn't coming for it.  He then told me he had sold it to you.  I certainly
remembered you from our meeting at the front of the store.  Not too many women pull out their
breasts when they meet me.  Damn it! (Chuckles)  So, it was very easy to track you down after
the store owner said you needed the book translated, and that he had given you Ali's address. 
That's something I don't need, its taken several years, but I am fluent in many Arab Dialects.  By
the time I got to the store it had a closed sign in the front, but then I heard you.  The door hadn't
been closed all the way, so I just pushed it in.  I went over to where all the ruckus was, and you
know the rest.  I might add, if it hadn't been for that fight you were putting up, I never would
have tried to get in the store to begin with.  So, you see your fight did work after all."  said Eric.

"You make a girl happy that she ran into somebody" said Candy while trying to smile.  

Eric gave a very sincere smile back and said, "Look, the doctor said that when you came around I
could take you back home.  I saw you have a temporary driver's license in your purse, so I did
some checking.  You live with a woman named Julie.  I called her, but she has a smaller car than
mine.  Could I drive you home?"

"Oh, my gosh.  You have done so much for me.  I couldn't impose" said Candy.

"Its not an imposition!  Besides, remember we have this book in common.  I want to read it.  We
need to work out a deal.  That can wait till later.  Right now, I'll just give you a ride home. 
Besides, I like spending time with beautiful women." said Eric.

"My face must look like two pounds of hamburger.  You knock off the beautiful stuff.  You
make a point, fine.  I would be honored if you would drive me home, Gallant Sir Eric." said
Candy with as much of a grin as she could muster.

"Ah, fair damsel, the honor is mine!" replied Eric.

As this conversation was ending a Doctor came in the room.

"Our patient is awake.  How are you feeling?" said the Doctor.

"I hurt, I hurt everywhere, but other than that I am doing fine." said Candy.

"Ms. Cane, you have torn tendons in your right leg, a cracked rib, bruises to your stomach, chest,
and head; its not surprising you hurt!  The good news is that you don't have a concussion.  We
think your loss of consciousness was do to trauma.  There is no reason to suspect that you need
any care beyond a nice long bed rest.  You should be off your feet for about two weeks, and then
slowly start activity again.  I have prescibed some pain medication for you.  You should follow
this up with your personal physician in about a week.  Oh, one last thing, and then we can get
you out of here.  How did this happen?" said the Doctor.

The color drained from Candy's face,"I was...no...he, tried..." then she went into sobbing and was
unable to speak.

Eric spoke up, "Its just like I said when I brought her in.  It was a car wreck.  Her airbag didn't
go off and mine did.  All I got were some knuckle cuts.  She is such a darling.  She was driving
and feels terrible I was hurt.  I just love her, she's so sweet."  He then held a sobbing Candy to
his chest and stroked her hair.

"Is that what really happened?" said the Doctor.

Candy felt safe against Eric's chest, and her sobbing slowed down. "Yea, I feel like such an idiot. 
I need to drive better.  He saved me, he really did.  Eric is a hero." said Candy inbetween sobs.

"Oh, no, I just did what any guy would of done.  None of this hero talk.  She's just a little shaken
up." said Eric.

"Ok then.  Be sure and pick-up your medication.  Good luck to you." said the Doctor.

"Thanks Doc" said Eric as the doctor departed.

"Thanks again, Eric" moaned Candy while she laid against Eric's chest.

"Its ok, you just go ahead and cry.  You don't want to talk about what happened, nobody needs to
know what happened." said Eric.

Eric stood by the bed and stroked Candy's hair, and held her until her sobbing stopped.  She then
started asking for her clothes.  Eric brought them over to the bed.  Candy had to take her hospital
gown off to get dressed.  

"Eric, you can look at me!  I can't reach my clothes when you turn away and drop them like that. 
I hurt too much to get them myself." said Candy.

"But, you're naked.  You need privacy." replied Eric.

"Hun, I am a stripper.  I get naked for whole bunches of guys to pay to watch.  If anybody in this
world has earned the right to look for free its you.  Now hand me my clothes!" said Candy.

Candy was sitting up in the bed.  The bedsheet was under her breasts.  The white sheet and her
large breasts gave the effect of her chest looking like it was on a platter.   Her breasts hung down
to her elbows and the large nipples rapidly hardened when hit by the cool hospital air.  She
reached for her bra, but there was pain in her rib cage in trying to move.

"Eric, would you please help me put on my clothes.  It hurts too much.  We can start with the bra,
please.  Oh, stop blushing, this isn't fun in the least!  I hurt!" pleaded Candy.

Eric helped her on with her bra.  He placed it over her shoulders and then tried to clasp it in front. 
It wasn't that easy, he had to place her breasts in the cups.  He lightly and with great care placed
each breast into the cups, then closed the clasp.  He then adjusted the bra until it fit right.

Though Candy was in a mood to talk to Eric, the pain coursing through her body kept her mouth
shut.  Eric helped her on with her top, and panties.  It was a struggle to get her tight fitting pants
back on, but Candy insisted that she have pants on, so with some grunting by Eric and some
screams of pain by Candy, the pants did get on.  However, she did elect to go barefoot.  After
getting dressed they got her pain medication, and departed the hospital.

Eric had a nice large Cadillac.  It would take them about an hour to get back to Candy's house
from the hospital in Eastmount.  Candy didn't want to be alone in the back seat, so she rode up
front with Eric.  She had her right leg propped up for support on the seat.  This made her upper
body rest against Eric as he drove.  The pain killers were becoming effective and a drousy Candy
laid her head on Eric's shoulder.

"Can I ask you something?" said Candy.

"Sure" said Eric.

"I don't want to talk about this ever again ok?" said Candy.

"What? Oh...." sighed Eric.

"Did you kill him?" asked Candy.

"Deader than a fuckin door nail" said Eric through clenched teeth.

"Good" said Candy and she dropped to a drug induced sleep holding Eric's arm.

It was a large bump in the road that both gave Candy a painful wake up call and jarred her back
to asking questions.

"Can I ask you something else?" said Candy.

"Sure" said Eric.

"Why are you doing all this for me?  And if you say, you do this for all the beautiful women, I
am going to scream!" said Candy.

"(Sigh), You got the book.  I want the book.  The way I see it, right now we need each other."
said Eric.

"If that was all, you could have just taken the book several hours ago, like at the hospital when I
was unconscious.  So, why?" replied Candy.

"Ok, fair question.  When I was in the bookstore and the owner told me that the beautiful woman
I ran into had my book, my heart skipped a beat.  I can't even put a finger on it, but, we'll heck, I
was glad it was you that had the book.  Ok?  Besides, you are beautiful!" said Eric.

Candy let out a half-hearted little squeal "There I screamed, so stop it with the beautiful.  Now,
tell me why?"

"Not buying this?  Ok, I'll come clean.  Look, you got the book.  There's only one reason that a
person that doesn't speak Arabic would be after that book, and that's because you have had some
kind of dealing with a Jinn.  Doesn't make sense otherwise.  What I am suppose to do?  Think
you like collecting books you have to ask where to find a translator for?  I have had my own
problems with a Jinn.  Maybe, just maybe, that book, and our helping each other can resolve both
our problems?  When I said we needed each other, I meant it." said Eric.

Candy was feeling her pain killers.  She was a bit more relaxed and talkative than she wanted to
be. "Then you don't like me?  Oh, I am sorry, are you Gay or something?" 

"Well, not Gay. You seem like a great Gal, don't get me wrong.  I am just not out to score a
piece of ass!" said Eric, while turning a corner.

"Oh" said Candy.  She seemed disappointed.  She kicked herself for feeling disappointed.  She
really was pissed off at herself for feeling disappointed.  She was Jim, not Candy, and she
shouldn't be disappointed.  But still she was disappointed and now, confused why.

The car pulled up to the apartment complex.  With the help of both Julie and Eric, Candy made it
up to her bedroom.  On the way up Candy kept babbling about how Eric was a hero.  Eric would
tell her to shut-up, but she kept on talking.  The drugs had indeed made her lips loose.  They had
loosened her lips farther than a conscious Candy ever would have allowed.  She even babbled
about how her hero had killed the bastard that was trying to rape her, and then got her to a
hospital.  Both Eric and Julie helped her get undressed, and into bed.  Julie had a quizzical look
on her face while Eric was helping.  Candy said it was ok, Eric was Gay.  Eric chimed back he
was not, but by then a sound asleep Candy was snoring peacefully in her bed.  Julie and Eric
went back out into the living room.  

"Was all that stuff she said true?" asked Julie.

"I wish more than anything that it wasn't but, yea, its all true." said Eric.

Now Julie started crying.  She went over to Eric and kissed him on the cheek.  "Thank you."  She
then looked at her watch "Oh my gosh!  Someone has to call the club!  Candy will lose her job if
she doesn't show up." 

Eric, who had blushed when he was kissed, picked up the phone, and asked for the number.  He
got Bert on the line.  What started off as a nice conversation, was ending with Eric shouting he
was not shacked up, and Candy wasn't that kind of girl.  Julie interceded, and demanded the
phone from Eric.  Candy started moaning again in her room.   Eric went to see what was wrong.

"Bert you asshole!  This Julie, yea flat chested Julie, you remember me you jerk?" yelled Julie.

"God damn, Julie.  I know its you, calm down." replied Bert.

"Look, Eric was trying to be nice about this.  Some asshole tried to rape Candy today.  She's all
beat up, you got that?  Hello, hello..." said Julie.

"NO!?  Is she ok?" replied a very concerned Bert.

"No, she's not ok.  She's all beat up, Bert.  Its going to take her a few weeks to heal up." said
Julie.

"How'd it happen?" said Bert.

"I don't have a security camera, Bert.  What do you really want to know?  I don't know that
much, but...Bert...I think Eric killed the guy." said Julie in a quite tone with her hand trying to
shield her voice.

"No?  He did?  God Damn good for him.  You tell him his money is no good here.  I want to
shake his hand." said Bert.

"Bert, I don't think he will be coming to your club, he's Gay." said Julie.

"A Faggot?....well, crap.  He saved our sweet Candy?  He nailed the SOB that was after her? 
Crap, shit, a Fag?  Ok, if he wants a male dancer, I will still get one for him!" said Bert.

"Bert, hello, Bert.  I am calling to tell you Candy is not going to be at work for a while." said
Julie.

"Oh, yea.  Sorry.  Look, you tell her she's got as long as it takes to get better, my doors are
always open for her to come back." said Bert.

"What about sick leave or disability, do we have any papers to fill out?" asked Julie.

"What are you talking about?" said Bert.

"Health care benefits.  At the library, we have tons of paperwork to do if we are out sick for any
period of time." said Julie.

"Listin, Julie, this ain't the library.  It's all pure contract and tips.  There is no health care.  She's
on her own.  Sorry." said Bert.

"But...she...oh...so its ok for her to be off?" said Julie.

"Yea, I will see her back here when she can.  Can I come over and give my respects?" said Bert.

"I think she would like that.  Thanks, Bert, good-bye." said Julie.

Julie hung up the phone feeling worse than when she had picked it up in anger.  She now had a
disabled roommate with no income, and they had bills that Julie's salary wouldn't cover all by
itself.  She said crap to herself as she sat down on the couch and stared into space.

                    VII. A DAY AT THE BEACH

The next few days developed into a routine.  Eric was constantly over.  He and Candy spent the
days reading the book.  It was an educational experience for both of them.  Eric would read a few
sentences, and then say them out loud in English.  He had gotten Candy a lap top PC, and she
would input the information into the computer with notes as he read, and they discussed.  The
book was proving to be what Candy needed.  It also was giving Eric information that he seemed
to need as well.  

Candy also was stealing time from the routine to check up on "new" Jim, via the telephone.  She
would make calls, and ask if he was there, then hang up.  She would call the house as a phony
phone survey.  She got to talk to her "old" wife during those times.  She did miss her old life, and
the comfort of being in her old home.  One day, she was surprised, pleased, and pissed, to find
out that "new" Jim had gotten a promotion!  How come he had, and she hadn't?  Candy cooled
down, and figured it would just be so much the better when she got her old life back.

During this period, Bert had been over a few times to pay his respects and check on Candy.  He
told her she was missed at the club.  While things seemed to be going well for Candy and Eric,
Julie was a nervous wreck.  Bills were starting to pile up.  She had asked Candy for money, but
her account was empty.  Julie didn't know what to do.  She hated to throw Candy out, but if she
didn't get money she had to get a new roommate, such were the harsh realities of life.  It was the
beginning of the thrid week, and two days before the first of the month when Bert came over.  By
this time Candy was back up on her feet but, she still had another two to three weeks before she
would be fit to go back on stage.

"Hi, Bert" said Candy and Julie.

"Hello girls, I came over to ask Julie to dance?" said Bert.

"Ha, ha" said Julie.

"How are you doing Candy?" said Bert.

"A lot better.  I can get up and move around somewhat.  I really can't stay on my feet too long
though.  But, I am good enough to go shopping now!  You don't have any jobs where I could sit
all day do you?" asked Candy.

"Well....not really, but working is why I am over here." said Bert.

"I know, I have been expecting this, its only fair.  I know you have to bring on another girl" said
Candy.

"You know, you don't know!  Good grief!  I filled your spot the same night you were gone. 
What you think I have had a vacant stage all this time?  We just bump people and shift schedules. 
Candy, you are a money maker.  You ain't gone until, I think you aren't a money maker or you
quit!  But, money is the reason I am here.  Look we all feel real bad about what happened. 
Well...look...here's the tips, we had a tip bowl for you setup.  All those guys you used to talk too,
some of the girls, and the rest of us wanted to chip in cause we know you don't have any money
coming in.  We got $2,000 here.  Its all your's with everyone's best wishes for you to get better
soon." said Bert.

Candy started crying.  She knew she cried a lot, but this time it just felt good.  How wonderful all
those people were to do this for her!  She threw her arms around Bert and gave him a big hug. 
"Thank you, I won't ever forget this!"

The visit was short lived after that, Bert had just come by to check on her and drop the money
off.  Both Julie and Candy gave a sigh of relief, their money problems should now be solved
until Candy could get back to work.  The next day, Eric was over and they started on translating
the book again.  Candy told Eric about the magnificent gesture the club and its patrons had done
for her.

"Gee, and I thought it was nothing but perverts that went to those clubs?  But, if you needed
money why didn't you ask?  The one thing in the world I don't have a problem with is money.  I
have a house here, one in Aspen, and one in Ireland. I got four different cars and a seven figure
income.  You don't need money from perverts. You should have asked." said Eric.

"Those are dear wonderful people!  They are not perverts.  They just enjoy this" whereupon
Candy wiggled her chest.  Her large breasts swayed from side to side and even though she was
wearing a bra it was very much a jiggle and wiggle show to see her H cup breasts shake. "Now, if
you think I was going to ask you for money, you are NUTS!  You saved my life, I am not asking
you for money on top of it!" said Candy.

"They want to pay to see those" said Eric while pointing at her chest, "They are perverts.  Nice
perverts, but perverts never the less."

"They aren't perverts, you are Gay!  Anybody that likes girls is a pervert to you!" said Candy.

"I am not Gay." said Eric.

"Are too" said Candy.

"I am NOT!" said Eric.

"Are, too, are too, are too," retorted Candy.

Eric grabbed Candy and kissed her full on the lips.  Candy was very surprised.  Before she could
even think what to do, the kiss was over.

"I am not!" said Eric.

"Wow" said Candy.

"Wow?" said Eric.

"I...you...that...what...shouldn't we get back to work on the book?" said Candy.

They got back to work on the book.  They had been making real progress.  In English a Genie is
also called "Genii" or "Ifreet".  It had been a powerful Ifreet in the stories of Aladdin. However,
as a class of demons that are called Jinn or Jinns.  They found in the book that in Arabic, "Jinn"
is the plural form of "Jinnee" or "Genii".   The Arabian Nights tails, from which Aladdin was
taken, was based on true stories about the Jinns.  They have their own communities and tribes,
and have among them good and bad Jinn, Muslim and non-Muslim. Jinns eat and drink, and mate
like humans. People can not see them except for those making a wish or enchanted in some form. 
Some of them have great powers and are called  freets. Some of them follow Satan, who is
himself a Jinn. They also found out that there were indeed ways to summon Jinns.  However, you
had to summon the right Jinn or else there would be Hell to pay, literally.  Jinn's couldn't undo
the magic of other Jinns.  The Jinns were divided into various families and sects with an
established hierarchy.  The lowest level Jinns were bound to objects.  They could be summoned
by rubbing or special incantations.  Some Jinns were a devious lot and as a rule tried to make
wishes back-fire on people, others granted what was intended rather than what was actually
wished for.  Also, wishes were suppose to be self-contained and invisible to society.  If
somebody had a wish granted, and became rich, then the world was suppose to be made to warp
to that new reality, so the wish would go unnoticed by society at large.  This wrapping was the
most important "law" a Jinn had to comply with.  Jinns though impervious to the weapons of
man, were not impervious to the group psyche of man.  If it devolved into a war between
mankind and the Jinn, the Jinn would lose to the immense and untapped psychic power of man. 
They therefore had to remain hidden, until the Day of Kwackvic, when man will have become
the fully psychic being he was capable of being, and could there-by accept the Jinn into his
society.  They also found out that wishes were not suppose to continue to repeat themselves to
people unspecified in the wish.

"This book is incredible!  I feel so close." said Candy.

"Yea, me too.  We have worked together on this for some time.  Why don't you tell me what you
are looking for?" said Eric.

Candy gulped.  She was afraid.  She was afraid of the truth about what Eric would do if her full
dirty secret was exposed.  So, a half-truth would probably be best.  "I had a Jinn change my live
in a very uncomfortable fashion."

"Oh, its obvious, I should have know!  Did you wish for them that big or did he trick you?" said
Eric.

"Grrrrr" went Candy, "WHY DOES EVERYBODY COMPLAIN ABOUT MY TITS?! I'll have
you know I like my tits this size.  I love my tits.  I make a living off these tits.  Why is it when
my boobs come up, its always "I wouldn't want or Oh my those are too big"?  I like these! They
are big and nice and wonderful"  To emphasize her point Candy pulled her top over her head and
unhooked the front of her bra. "See, see!  They are big and full.  They just overwhelm my hands. 
The nipples...Oh... they are big, and when they get tweaked or sucked , I go wild!  I love these
big beautiful knockers of mine!"  When the anger subsided, Candy started thinking a little clearer
and rapidly cover herslf up and put her top back on.  She also became embarassed.

"Ah, I think you made your point?  I apologize." said Eric as he blushed, but didn't turn his head.

"Its ok.  I got carried away.  I am sorry too.  What's your story?" said Candy.

"I made a simple wish.  One that I thought would make me a better person, it wound up costing
me everything.  Now after years of research and maybe some good luck, I can get that undone. 
Perhaps I asked for too much.  Maybe you should have to earn what you get in life?  Anyway, I
just want to undo that what has been done by magic. Ok, what's your story then, and I won't
assume its your boobs?" asked Eric.

Candy thought, then spoke, "I was out at a bar.  It was a stupid thing to do because I am, well
was, or rather, should be married.  I had a stupid one night stand and then wound up as a hooker. 
The guy that was with me when I changed said the wish would continue for a year, or until I
change somebody else into a hooker, or I get pregnant.  If I get knocked up, or don't change
somebody else within one year, I stay this way forever.  Well, I am not going to get knocked up,
and I am not going to pass this curse on to somebody else, so that means I got to go find that
genie."

"What about your husband?  Wait, you are a stripper, not a hooker?  You said you liked your
tits?  I am very confused." said Eric.

"Is your life the same as the day the wish took effect?" replied Candy.

"Well, no, I have moved on in my unintended life." said Eric.

"So, have I.  I never turned a trick.  I moved on as well.  Now, with this book I hope to get my
life back." said Candy.

"What about your husband?  Wouldn't he understand?" said Eric.

"Look, you didn't share a lot of details with me.  That's ok.  Please don't ask too much from me. 
You have done so very much for me.  I feel bad saying that, but, there is a piece of me I want to
keep my own until I can resolve this wish thing, ok?" said Candy.

"Ok, but...wait?  You didn't make the wish and it wasn't made by another on you?" asked Eric

"That's right." said Candy.

"Ok, ok, I read it..." said Eric, while thumbing through the book.

"What?" said Candy.

"Its here, I was having trouble with the words.  Yea.  It says a repeating wish may not be casted
by a Jinn.  That any Jinn, that would do so, is considered a rogue Jinn, and in violation of all kind
of rules that the Jinn's operate by.  Well, I don't know if this is a break or not.  Maybe it can help
us with your Jinn anyway.  But, a rogue, wow.  A rogue might even break itself from being
bound to an object!  Oh, my.  Candy, we got two things here, a Jinn that doesn't play by the
rules, and a Jinn that is in a heap of trouble with the Jinn for breaking the family rules!" said
Eric.

"So now what?  We can't summon him without knowing who he is." said Candy.

"No, you are right, beside we haven't finished the book yet.  What are we going to do, go
running out looking for him?  Even if we found him we aren't sure what to do?" said Eric.

"Fine. So, back to the reading.  Say, what about your Jinn?  If mine's a rogue, what's yours?"
asked Candy.

"You'll laugh.  He's bound to an Arab Oil Lamp like in Aladdin" said Eric.

Candy giggled and then Eric said, "I knew you'd laugh. Let's get back to the book."

"We have been doing this for several hours how about a break?" replied Candy.

"Now that you mention it, my eyes are zapped.   I need just to relax and think in English for a
while.   We have been doing this non-stop for weeks.  How about a break for the day?"  said Eric.

"Fine by me.  Say, it's a warm day, Julie already went there anyway, you want to go to the
beach?" said Candy.

"What about your leg?" said Eric.

"I can walk on it now.  It will be good to go out, and get some exercise, besides, if it hurts too
much you can carry me right?" said Candy with a big smile.

Eric was smiling back, "Sure, I guess I could if need be.  Let's stop by my place on the way out
so I can get my bathing suit and we are off." 

They were about 20 minuets from the beach.  Then 45 minutes from a parking place!  They
found a spot and pulled in.  As luck would have it they got a spot right next to Julie's car.  Julie
waved at them as they walked down to the beach.

Candy was wearing a bikini and cover-up.  Eric had on some knee length surfer "baggies".  They
both were wearing sandals, had sunglasses and carried towels.  Candy had a big beach bag with a
sundry supplies of lotions, and bottled water.  They went down on the beach, which was a bit
crowded, and laid out their towels next to Julie.

"I thought that book worms didn't come out in the day?" said Julie as she laid face down with her
bikini top undone.

"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy" responded Eric.

"Besides, when I get back to work in a couple of weeks, I need to have some color." said Candy.

"Did you practice those cover stories or just trying to convince yourselves?" asked Julie.

Candy stuck her tongue out at Julie and sat on her towel.  Eric laid his towel out as well.

"I think I would like to get some sun before I go in the water.  Would you put lotion on my
back?" said Candy.

"Oh, did you bring a couple bottles of extra lotion?" chimed in Julie.

"No, why?" asked Candy.

"Incase you want some on your front too!" laughed Julie.

"No, I only brought enough to do backs, that would be more than enough if you want roll over
and have Eric do your front" ribbed Candy back.

Julie didn't say anything, she stuck her tongue out at Candy.

"Did we bring enough lotion for tongues?" asked Eric.

With the three of them laughing, Eric got the lotion out, and Candy took off her cover up.  Many
heads in the immediate vicinity turned as Candy's light jacket hit the ground.  There was just no
way not to notice that Candy was immense.  She wore a bikini top that covered less than if she
had just simply worn one of her 36H bras.  She was aware that there was a "lot" of her to be seen. 
It was because of that, that she had borrowed one of Julie's bikini bottoms that were a
conservative French cut, instead of the G string that normally went with this top.  Her breasts
streched the cups of her top tightly.  You could see the tops of her breasts in a lovely cleavage,
plus the sides where the cups were not full enough and the bottom of her breasts could just barely
be seen poking out form the bottom of the cups.  Candy was aware that her top was designed to
show more of her than she would like, but it was the only real swim suit top she had, it was just,
she had intended it for use at the club, not to really be used at the beach.  Candy made a mental
note that she needed to get a different swim suit for public beaches.  She wasn't embarassed, just
getting a bit more attention than she imaginaged.  Eric began rubbing the lotion into Candy's
back.

It was about 200 feet away to the north that a guy was staring at Candy, and whistling to himself. 
He said, "Look at those!  I wish you had tits like those!"  Then there was a slight rumble

"You really wish I had tits that big?  That's too big!  I wish for bigger boobs, but not that big"
replied his girl friend.  The ground shook immediately beneath them.  They began shaking
violently, but nobody else in the area seemed to notice.

"Earthquake?" said the Guy.

Before there was any answer from his girl, the ground spit sand and a small smoke cloud came
up.  It dissipated.  There before them stood a Jinn.  He wore the classic markings of a Jinn and
his clothing was all in orange with green trim on the bands.

"You said a wish.  You both said a wish.  A wish you both may have!" said the Jinn.

"Oh that's easy.  I wish my girl friend's breasts were as big as that girl's" said the Guy while
pointing at Candy.

"Done" said the Jinn.

"You think he's a real...oh...my!" exclaimed the girl friend.  Her hands flew to her chest, there
was a tingling and pressure in her breasts.  She looked down as her breasts quickly started over
flowing her B cup top.  They were growing faster and faster.  She could feel them expand, and
her nipples enlarging as well.  Her top couldn't contain her breasts.  It was a simple tube top, and
her rapidly growing breasts simply grew up and out of the top.  With the top now below her
breasts they expanded, and their size became huge.  The girl fell dumbfounded to her knees as
her new H cup breasts finished their growth.  They jiggled as she hit the ground.  She sat trying
to cover her breasts from view, but the people around them didn't even seem to see what was
happening.  With the growth stopped, she looked at her boyfriend. "What have you done to me?"

"Oh, Lambchop, you are beautiful, you are perfect!" said the Guy.

"But, we only have one wish left, make my boobs their original size!" pleaded the girl.

"The second wish is your's, not his." said the Jinn.

"Oh, then I wish....wait.  I wish we were both very rich and my breasts were their original size. 
There, that was a good wish.  Not something stupid like your's.  I bet if you had your way you'd
have wished all the girls on this beach to have giant boobs!" She said as she hit her boyfriend on
the arm.

"Your second wish has vanished.  Oh, so sorry, but your third wish is granted!" said the Jinn.

The woman gasped again as her breasts started a new growth.  Soon her whole upper torso was
nothing but growing boob flesh.  She gasped and pleaded for him to stop.  She said this wasn't
the wish she made.

The Jinn laughed, "No your third wish for all to have giant breasts is granted" he waved his arms
and all the women on the beach suddenly felt a tightness in their tops.  All except Candy, she was
suddenly engulfed by a green glow, and it wasn't just her, the glow engulfed Eric as well.

"I didn't wish for this!" screamed the woman as her breasts, now watermelon size accelerated in
their growth.  All over the beach tops were starting to strain tighter and tighter as breasts began
swelling.

"The words, oh the words.  So, what?  I am the Jinn Monterboil.  I will not be constrained.  You
stupid humans do not control me!  I control all this!  Your words merely help me find a path!"
laughed the Jinn.

"I feel strange" said Julie.

"You feel strange?  We are glowing green!" said Candy.

"Look over there!  It's a JINN!" screamed Eric.

Eric and Candy both stared at the Jinn as he stood with his hands on his hips laughing.  Soon the
women near by him had bikini tops popping off and one piece tops over flowing.  All the women
on the beach had growing breasts.  The closer they were to the Jinn the faster and larger the
growth seemed.  All the women on the beach were growing, except Candy.  Candy had not been
effected.

"I must have lain on a rock, or something, my chest hurts" said Julie.

Two women next to Candy and Eric screamed.  Their bikini tops ripped as their new growing
DD cup breasts spilled out onto their hands.  There was now what seemed to be one long tearing
sound on the beach, as tops were torn to shreds by rapidly growing breasts.  Women were
screaming as their breasts continued to grow and push out on hands that were vainly trying to
stop the growth.  The smallest woman on the beach was now a DD cup, and expanding.

It dawned first on Candy, and then on Eric what was happening.  "Julie GET OUT OF HERE!"
screamed Candy.  She grabbed Julie by the arm, and with the help of Eric dragged her rapidly up
and off the beach to her car.  Julie was stupdified.  First by all the screaming, and then by the fact
she had two big breasts where her small A cups had been mere moments before. She knelt down
by her car.  Her top was still on the beach.  She had her keys on her wrist strap, but her top was
300' away from her.  As she knelt, she felt her breasts up.  They sure seemed to be real.

"What...what...what's happening to me?" said Julie.

"We'll explain latter.  It looks like it stopped.  You get out of here.  Go home.  Wait for us and
we will explain latter.  Please go, while you can still walk." said Candy .

Eric took the key from her wrist and opened her car door.  He then pushed her into the car. 
"Now go" he said.  That was all the help Julie needed, she sped off home.

"I think we need to go talk to a Jinn." said Eric.

"You took the words right out of my mouth." said Candy.

They walked out onto the beach.  The women that had fled had been able to stop the growth of
their breasts.  Some had been lucky and just ended up a DD cup with a very tight top that was
strained to capacity.  Most had not been lucky and large breasts were everywhere; women were
holding their very large breasts after the growth had ripped their tops off, or they were holding
their breasts after they had pulled their tops off to avoid the straps digging into their skin, or they
had breasts that had simply popped up and over the tops as they grew.  Many women were
holding breasts as large as watermelons.  As they approached the Jinn, the scene got worse.  At
20 feet they saw the first woman with breasts actually the size of beach balls.  They knew they
were the size of beach balls because there was one next to her.  At 10 feet they saw two women
who could no longer stand.  They sat with breasts that stretched from their chests to the tips of
their splayed out feet.  Finally when they got next to the Jinn, there was the original girl friend. 
She was a quivering mass of breast flesh.  Her breasts had grown so large as to tip her over.  She
was face down on them, and elevated 3 feet off the ground.  She was sobbing that nobody wished
for everyone to have giant boobs, that the Genie just did it on his own.  She was clearly immobile
due to her behemeth breasts.  They must have weighed 200 lbs each..  Near her was her boy
friend saying over and over that he was sorry.

"Oh, mighty Jinn, we wish a word with you." said Eric.

"Ah, the enchanted ones. I would have a word with you!" said the Jinn.

Eric grabbed Candy's arm.  "Let me talk.  I have a better comprehension of the book." he
whispered into her ear.

"By what spell do you avoid my power, and why is their a protective sphere on this man?  I cast
no man impacting spell?" said the Jinn.

"Oh mighty and powerful Jinn, we have both been subject to the powers of the Jinn." said Eric.

The Jinn stared intensely at both Eric and Candy. "No, your courses are not yet run.  You are
protected by the unfulfilled  wishes you have made.  Had they been completed wishes I would
not be seen, and you would not be protected." said the Jinn.

"Oh mighty and powerful Jinn, we humbly request that our wishes be returned, and undone!"
said Eric.

"Ha!  Silly fool.  Here is what I will do, spit!  Spit now both of you!" said the Jinn.

Both Eric and Candy spit.  The Jinn bent over and looked at the spit in some detail and laughed. 
Then he laughed some more.

"Oh mighty and powerful Jinn, why does our spit make you laugh?" said Eric.

"Because my powers are the ones that started your wishes!  This is splendid, you came to me!
Now my plan can start!  You both belong to me! " said the Jinn.

"Oh mighty and powerful Jinn, a Jinn may not possess a human!  It is a violation.  You can not
do such a thing!" said Eric.

"You dare question the power of Jinn Monterboil!  You are forfeit to me!  You are mine!" said
the Jinn as he reached out.

Candy saw the grab coming.  She body slammed Eric out of the way.  The Jinn's large hands and
great finger nails grasped at Eric.  The Jinn missed Eric but caught both the top and bottom of
Candy's suit in the grasp.  Fortunately, for Candy, instead of being pulled into the Jinn, her suit
gave way, leaving her naked, but out of his grasp.

"RUN!" screamed Candy as the two of them scampered away with the Jinn in hot pursuit. 
Candy's leg was still not in the best of shape.  She also had not truly not been doing much
running with her "requested" body.  She was built for love, and not speed.  She had to run
holding her breasts or else they would hit her in the chin.  She was limping.  She was not making
good time.  The Jinn was on her.  Eric turned to fight.  He gave out a blood curdling cry as he
dove straight at the Jinn's knees.  The Jinn had a look of surprise as he crumbled to the ground. 
Eric rolled, and was back even with Candy in a flash.  They soon were up off the beach.  They
didn't stop.  They rounded two different houses and went down a path.  Toward the left of the
path was a low wall.  Eric held back as the naked Candy continued running.

Seeing that the coast was clear and they had safely eluded the Jinn, Eric said, "I think we lost
him.  You can stop running. Stop running. He's gone.  I think he was bound to the beach some
way.  Its safe.  STOP RUNNING! OH, LOOK....out."

He was answered with a "Oooff" from Candy.  She had slipped and tumbled onto the wall. 
What's worse is that the wall was a retaining wall and had a 12 foot drop on the other side.  She
had managed to keep from going over the wall, but her weight now had her trapped on the wall. 
She couldn't pull herself up.  "Ah, a little help, please!" said Candy.

Eric walked up to Candy.  Her shapely and full 38 inch hips were pushed up into the air.  She
was actually bent over the wall at his crotch level.  Was her womanhood exposed?  Well, the
term easy acess, applied in this situation. 

Eric walked up, and ran his hand over Candy's ass.  

"You said he was gone?  Right?" asked Candy.

"Yea, he's gone." said Eric as her stared at Candy's rear end.

Candy felt Eric's hand stroke her backside.  She knew Eric had saved her yet again this day.  She
also knew what a terrific guy Eric was turning out to be to have in her life.  She thought to
herself, "Oh what the hell".   She said, "Say, Eric, you know I am quite helpless in this position. 
A big strong fellow like you could take advantage of me like this."

She was lifted up by Eric.  He turned her to face him, "Taking advantage of you is something I
will never do." he said softly.

Candy got a pouty look on her face and sighed.  She put her head on his chest and said in an
undertone, "Sometimes a girl wants to be taken advantage of."

They had some more minor trials and tribulations trying to get back home.  They made it back to
the parking lot, that was swarming with police and para-medics by then.  There was no Jinn
insight.  It was a fight and a hassle, but they did manage to get almost to the car.  

They stopped in amazement at the sight that was before them.  The poor primary victim of the
days events was coming up from the beach.  Her boyfriend was still by her side saying he was
sorry, as she was helped up from the beach.  It took six para-medics to help her. There was one
on each side of her to help her walk, and two, each with a wheelbarrow, on each breast.  In this
fashion she was mobile enough to get to an ambulance.  The ambulance groaned from the weight
of her 500 lbs; 100 lbs of body and 400 lbs of breast.  It then speed awful to an emergency room,
where doctors were left speechless and dumbfounded.  

With the ambulance wailing and heading out of the parking lot, Eric and Candy walked the last
few feet to their car.  They had to walk past all the officials and news reporters.  They were here
to cover the big story about the strange toxic waste effect on the beach today.  Candy told one
reporter to go stuff himself, when he suggested she too was a "Victim of the day".  She then
strode angerly naked to the car and waited for Eric to get the keys.  Candy's bounce and jiggle on
the way to the car was much to the glee of many of the assembled officials.  Due to the days
events, she was in no danger of her being arrested for public nudity.  Eric came back up from the
beach with towels, the keys, and the tatter remains of Candy's swim suit.

"What's with it with people, and my tits?  Its like I can't have my tits!  Always got to be a big
deal and a comment, by some loser" said Candy.

"Well, they are two big deals.  Sorry, there isn't much left of your suit." said Eric as they both
got in the car.

"I am very happy that it ripped.  If it hadn't I wouldn't be here.  Speaking of which" Candy
leaned over and kissed Eric on the lips. "Thanks for saving me again!  You are a very handy guy
to have around.  Even if you are Gay!" She then gave a smile and wink to him.

"I am not Gay!  I will tell you more latter.  Just not now.  Look, don't get me wrong.  I really like
you Candy.  I like you a lot.  Well, more than that.  These past few weeks.  Heck, they have been
the most enjoyable time I have had in years, and that's been with you all crippled up.  I have
some issues to deal with.  But, don't you ever think I don't find you attractive and desirable.  Its
well, I don't want to say more than I should, besides put a damn towel on! We got too many
people looking in the car right now! Besides, you saved me first today!" Said Eric, as he speed
from the parking lot.

It took them about 30 minuets to get back to Candy's place.  There they found Julie.  Julie was
sitting on the couch staring at her new breasts.  She had borrowed one of Candy's bras.  It was
too big for her, but not by much.  She was not wearing it.  She was on the couch topless.  She
looked up at Eric and Candy as they came in the room.

"Ah, do you want me to go in the other room?" said Eric.

"Why?" answered Candy and Julie in unison.

"How about you're naked and you are topless?  Is that a good reason?" asked Eric.

"You said you two could explain." said Julie.

"Look, Eric, you talk, I'll go get a robe for the two...er...four of us. Welcome to the club, Julie."
giggled Candy as she went to get the robes.

Candy came back to Julie arguing with Eric that this wasn't possible.  Candy went to the
cupboard and got a measuring tape.  "Shut up Julie, and take off your robe" said Candy.

Julie complied.  "If there is one thing I know from being this big, its bras.  Now, let's size you
up." Candy took several measurements around Julie's chest, and her newly enlarged breasts.  She
wrote the numbers down and counted on her fingers.  She did one more measurement to be sure
and said  "Right around 42 inches.  Ok, Miss 34DDD. That's your bra size." said Candy.

 "Good grief!  Isn't that off the scale?" exclaimed Julie.

"Well, not really, more lack not off the rack." giggled Candy, "You are the same as an F cup, but
it will really depend on the manufacturer.  Besides, you are a large DDD at that, so you will be in
anywhere from a DDD to a G, depending on who's making the bra.  Now, if that isn't magic
Miss "as of 9 am flat chested A cup", then what is it?"  

"Oh my gosh" said Julie as she marveled at the size of her breasts.

                       VIII. CONFESSIONS

Eric and Candy then told Julie about their desire to get their wishes undone.  She was given all of
their stories, but limited to the same information they had shared with each other.  Julie said she
would help them anyway she could, but she would rather keep her new assets then go back to
being "flat Julie".  The night wore on, and all three decided to hit the book in the morning.  Eric
staid the night, and slept on the couch.  It took another three days, but Eric, Candy, and now
Julie, completed translation of the book.

"That's it we're done." said Eric.

"I hope its enough." said Candy.

"Great, now what?" asked Julie.

"We turn that SOB in, that's what we do!" said Candy.

"That's a little extreme?  I was thinking we just ask Jinn Monterboil to cooperate?" said Eric.

"We already did that!  Remember, he tried to kill us!" squealed Candy.

"But, we understand all of the book now!  We have more power of our own!" replied Eric.

"You're right. But, Eric, we have read about rogue Jinns.  He's a rogue.  He's on the verge of
being a free rogue.  He wants power.  Its just a matter of time before he tries to get followers as
well.  He is VERY DANGEROUS." pleaded Candy.

"But, to turn him in?  Oh, Candy, that's dangerous as well." said Eric.

"If we turn him in, we can get resolution to our problems, and maybe stop him for good." said
Candy.

"I am not comfortable with turning him in." said Eric.

"Why would he cooperate or even stop for that matter?" asked Candy.

"Well...no...We could...no...He would want...shit, we got to turn him in don't we?" said Eric.

"Turn him in?  What does that mean and what's the big deal? " asked Julie.

"Jinn's have rules they have to play by.  This one has been breaking the rules.  We turn him into
his family's Ruling Jinn, and they will both stop him, and reward us.  It was all laid out in the
middle of the book." said Candy.

"Yea, but what she didn't tell you is that you have to contact the right family.  Contact the wrong
family, and they suck you into their world.  They use you as their slave until they feel like letting
you go." added Eric.

"Family?  It sounds like you are going to go talk to a Mafia Godfather. How do you know what
family this Monterboil belongs too?" asked Julie.

"We don't.  We have clues, but we don't know for sure.  Based on the color of his clothes he
belongs to one of three different families, beyond that, its best guessing." said Candy.

"Assuming he didn't change the colors he actually displayed." said Eric.

"The book didn't say they could do that." said Candy.

"It didn't say they couldn't!  That's why its too dangerous." said Eric.

"We got a choice?" asked Candy.

"No" said Eric.

"Yes, you do!" said Julie.

"WHAT?" exclaimed Eric and Candy.

"What I see before me are two people that are doing ok.  Well, really more than that; I see two
friends.  I also see two people that, whether they want to admit it or not, care a whole lot for each
other.  At this point, I don't see what's so terrible.  Your "stories" of past lives being destroyed
by this Jinn, just don't wash.  You'd have to have stories a hell of a lot worse than that wimpy
crap you told me.  The only real problem I see, isn't your problems, but my chest.  F's might be
nice, but, gee, give a girl a chance to ask for them.  I don't think I really wanted them this big,
but I am willing to quit while I am ahead.  Now, why don't we all just forget this nonsense?" said
Julie.

Candy said four little words.  Then there was stunned silence, "I was a man."

Julie and Eric had to sit down.  They both carefully looked over Candy.  They would look away
and then they would look back.  They would say "no way", but then remembered the power of
the Jinn. 

"Why...why...all this time you never told me!  You gave me a cock and bull story about some
cult! What is this shit?" yelled Julie.

"I am sorry.  I am very sorry, but Julie, you wouldn't have believed me when we first met!  If
you didn't have DD's right now, you still wouldn't believe me.  You know Julie, you really
helped me.  You helped me a lot.  I truly value your friendship and help.  I am sorry, please
forgive me." said Candy in a quiet voice.

"BUT YOU SAW ME NAKED!  You think I like some strange man looking at me naked or
posing as a woman to be my roommate?  We ought to go on the "Jerry Springer Show", my
roommate the Stripper, that's really a man....and...besides...(Julie was lifting her breasts and
feeling how real they are)...you really are a woman so that's nonsense right?  I have seen YOU
naked, you don't have any male parts, that's for sure. You are a transsexual?  Wait.   Hell, you
have periods.  I ought to know I had to show you how to use that stuff, and empty the garbage as
well.  What kind of weird transsexual are you? " said Julie.

"Julie, it was magic.  I am not a transsexual.  I am not a man.  I am really a woman.  THAT'S
THE PROBLEM!" said Candy.

"OK, ok, no need to yell.  Right.  But, hey give me a moment, that's just plain weird?" said a
confused Julie.

"Julie, I am sorry though.  Do you understand why I couldn't tell you." said Candy.

Julie set back and let the reality sink home.  Then she said "Sure, I guess I can understand.  It
does explain a lot now.  You know I thought you were awful dumb about your body even though
you were from a cult.  I guess you got to really feel what it was like to be a woman didn't you? 
In fact maybe you got to be more of a woman than a lot of us?"  She was now looking right at
Candy's chest.  "So, how did you two come to be?  What did you do wish to be your own dream
girl?" she laughed.

Candy then confessed the full tale of how she became Candy.  She focused on the fact that she
felt this was really a punishment for cheating on her wife.  Julie held Candy's hand and stopped
her laughing.  Eric interrupted Candy's story.  

"Look, I need the details of what this Ernie guy told you, not self-loathing over what you did. 
Maybe you didn't have a repeating wish after all.  If it was your adultly that caused your
transformation then it wasn't truly a repeating wish, if the wish had been aimed at adulterers."  

Candy then recalled in detail how Ernie described the wish and its conditions.  That the wish was
about making another person the world's greatest lover. 

 "No, it wasn't your adultly that transformed you, it would have transformed anybody, it was a
repeating wish" said Eric.

Eric's words didn't do much to sooth Candy.  She had herself in tears and fell against the couch,
crying over and over it was all her fault.

Julie squeezed Candy's hand. "Its ok dear, give yourself a break.  I got a great roommate in this
deal.  I don't think its been terrible."

Eric went to Candy and put his arms around her.  "I admit this is very surprising.  Look, I got to
meet one terrific woman...ah...friend because of all this.  I wouldn't want to undo meeting you! 
Its ok Candy, please, no, ok, go ahead and cry.  Lay your chest against me and cry."

Candy, moved toward Eric.  She started to smile through her tears at his handsome and
companionate face.  She realized how much she truly cared for him.  She knew there was a
sancuary of safety in his arms.  She realized the deep feelings she had for this man that still
reached out to her despite her secret.  Then she turned away from him and bellowed out, "Now
you think I am gay!"

Eric put his arms around her anyway.  "No, you are very much a woman.  I don't think you have
had relations with Julie have you?  No, you aren't Gay.  But, all this talk of Gay this and Gay
that.  Gay means happy!  I know you have made me gay since coming into my life."

"Oh, great, I find a great guy and he's Gay.  I really am a woman." moaned and laughed Candy. 
After what Eric said next, Candy stopped crying and stared up at Eric with her mouth open.

"No, I am not Gay.  I used to be a woman.  I am Jenny Kaneopolis.  But, that's not all." said Eric,
who then paused to let those words sink in.

The silence was broken by Julie, "Oh, shit".

"It was about 3 years ago.  I was 25 and had just graduated college with a masters in Computer
Science.  I was working in an antique store.  It was suppose to be my last week before I went to
me first real job for a major computer firm.  We got a shipment of brass from the Middle-East.  I
found a lamp that obviously had been hastily added on top of the packing material of the crate.  It
was your typical "Aladdin" lamp, so I rubbed it.  I nearly died when the Genie really did appear. 
Not only that, but I can now definetly say it was Jinn Monterboil.  He wasn't as pushy or full of
himself like when we meet him.  He is all into the "Genie of the lamp with three wishes".  So, I
wished one for wealth.  I checked my ATM and he had put a few million dollars in my account
and had given me an investment income of over three million dollars a year.  Then I wished for
beauty and I became extremely attractive.  After the first two I realized I had only one wish left. 
I knew I had beauty and wealth, but I wanted more.  I also trusted him too much.  He had given
me what I wanted even though he could have mucked around with what I said.  So, I tried putting
two things in one wish for my last wish.  I wished to be the world's best at making love, and for
my true love and I to have a baby when first we make love, from which our love will grow more
and more.  At this Jinn Monterboil smiled, and said done.  He added that all I needed was to have
my lover cry out I was the best he had ever had, and I would move on to learn how to make even
better love from different perspectives.  That with each cry of "you're the best" I would
experience new ways to increase my love making skills.  He also said that I would be blessed
with many children.  He then laughed and vanished with the lamp.  
     Latter that same week, I was with...ok...he was such an asshole really, I was fucking Eric
Corn.  I am cumming and screaming, and he's yelling you're the best baby, you're the best. 
Everything goes weird, its like we pass in a tunnel and then switch bodies.  Then my old body
morphs into a Chinese girl, right in front of my eyes!  Well, I tried to explain to Eric what was
going on.  We both go searching for the lamp but, its long gone.  Eric couldn't really handle
being a girl, let alone a Chinese girl.  He had to be institutionalized.  I then fully assumed his
identity and have been looking to get our bodies changed back ever since.  I have also been
scared to death to have any form of sexual contact for the way that could morph or change me
anymore.  What I have sex with my true love, and suddenly I am change back into a women with
a dozen babies in me?  That's just one weird spin I have thought of.  I can think of a half dozen
even weirder ones.  I don't want to risk that!  That leaves me with just one choice.  Find, who I
know now to be Jinn Monterboil and fix all this."

"Your wish sounds way too close to what happened to me." said Candy.

"You didn't say it was a Chinese girl you were with." replied Eric.

"True, but the Jinn said he had enchanted us both." said Candy.

"Coincidence.  Look he's a rogue Jinn, maybe he's just lazy and did what he did to me, to other
people?" said Eric.

"Hello!  Look, you want to check this?  Call the institution where the Eric the Chinese girl is and
see if he is still there." said Julie.

A quick call was made to "Happy Acres Sunshine Sanitarium" which verified that Mary Wong
was still a patient in the closed unit of the hospital.

                     IX. MEETING THE FAMILY

"Now that we all know who is who, what's next?" said Candy.

"You guys aren't going to change your names now?  Oh, my head is starting to hurt." said Julie.

"Some how I don't think using our old names would be appropriate.  Do I really look like a Jim
to you?" said Candy.

"I couldn't agree more.  Its time to look a little more in detail about our friend Jinn Monterboil
and what family will be his." said Eric as he got out the notes, they had taken while translating
the book.

"Right.  We have three main types of families, Good, Evil and Neutral." said Candy, while
looking at the computer screen, containing the typed translation of the book.

"Of the three possible for Jinn Monterboil's colors.  There is one in each group." said Eric.

"Slam dunk, he's evil" said Julie.

"No, rather slam dunk he's not evil. The evil Jinn's do not go rogue.  What he starts committing
random acts of goodness?  That doesn't appear to be the case here." said Candy.

"That's one down and two to go.  Maybe he's from the good?  They are the most likely to go
rogue." said Eric.

"True.  Wait, didn't you say he was like our fantasy concept of a Genie when you first met him?"
asked Candy.

"Yea, why?" said Eric.

"That's not characteristic of a Good Jinn, see here in chapter 29 (points at the PC screen).  A
Good Jinn appears as a loved one, not as an all powerful Jinn.  A Good Jinn helps in making the
wish." said Candy.

"But, if it was a Good Jinn gone rogue.  Go to chapter 33." said Eric.

"Blast, good point.  A rogue will mimic all other styles while they solidify their own power
outside the family, page 224." said Candy. 

"Oh my God.  Candy, he's neutral.  He's neutral and Oh, no.  It all makes sense, page 450." said
Eric.

"Page 450, ok, Chapter 51, The Family Neutral and I quote "and the Jinn shall walk the earth
when born of human woman that is not a woman.  That child shall be the most powerful of Jinn. 
It shall be reborn into the world and will be the battle of Jinn against man at a time man can not
win.", ok, why is that the answer?" asked Candy.

"Because it explains why I could attack the Jinn and get away from him.  He didn't want to fight
me, he wanted to impregnate you.  Don't you understand?  He is a rogue that is looking to be
reborn.  He wants to lead the Jinn in a battle against man.  He wants a host to be born through. 
All of this is just a plot by him.  He has used us to get wishes made that will enable his own
scheme!  I wonder just how many women he has made? " said Eric.

"We gotta stop him." said Candy.
                                                       
"Don't worry, we know who he is now.  Its time to call on, what did you call him, Julie?  Oh,
yea, its time to call on his Godfather." said Eric.

Julie wanted to help, but Eric and Candy disagreed.  Since Eric still had part of his wish to be full
filled and Candy was still fully capable of exchanging bodies, they were considered enchanted as
defined in the book.  The book said that while enchanted only the original wishes maybe
modified, undone, or decreed complete, but no other magic can be done against them while that
is so.  They were the enchanted ones and as such had some protection against the Jinn family,
besides, Eric and Candy knew all of the book.  Julie could not be part of the summoning.  

The summoning was surprising.  They did not draw a pentagram on the floor, no they had to
draw a pentagon on the floor inside of a large triangle.  Unlike the lore of summoning demons a
Jinn when summoned could disappear at will, and would not be bound to the summoning
location.  The summoning was more like creating an inter-dimensional portal than a sticky web
that would hold a demon.  There was to be chanting.  But first Eric and Candy argued over
whether to chant in Arabic or English.  In the end they decided English first, and then Arabic if
that didn't work.
     
They had completed the 33rd reading of the chant, and just on cue there was a thunder clap, and a
Jinn appeared inside the Pentagon.  Eric and Candy stood outside the pentagon but within the
triangle.

"Who dares to Summon Grand Jinn Ashiboil, the Ifreet, the keeper of the Faith, the one true
follower, the hand that rules all that is, or will be the Kalderash Family?!" said Jinn Ashiboil.

"We do!" said Eric and Candy.

"Ah, Enchanted ones!  Do you think that makes you safe?  Do you know not that if you have
summoned me in error you are mine?  Do you know you will service all that are my family?  Do
you know I shall cut you into a thousand bits, and each bit shall live, with you in agony, and do
my family's bidding until I say enough?  So, do you feel safe? Ha!  Give yourselves to me, and
save us a fight." said Jinn Ashiboil.             

"Perhaps we should ask your Jinn Monterboil to release us from our wishes first?" said Eric.

"You will not get me to acknowledge Monterboil to be of my Family, in such an easy fashion. 
You may well not be under Jinn Monterboil's enchantment anyway." said Jinn Ashiboil.

"Your words betray you!  You have now acknowledge him as one of your own!" yelled Candy.

"Baaaa, you would let your woman speak?  Does she not know her place?" bellowed Jinn
Ashiboil.

"We are a modern world, the time of the woman and her power is at hand!" replied Eric with a
smirk.

"OH, yes, modern world.  We do know all about that, and how you look at us." said Jinn
Ashiboil condescendingly and with a wave of his hand.

Suddenly, Eric was in the blue uniform of a US Air Force Major circa 1966 and Candy was in
the same style outfit as Barbra Eden wore in "I dream of Genie".  Candy's large breasts created a
huge cleavage in the outfit.

"You can not harm us!  We are enchanted and inside the triangle!" screamed Candy.

"Didn't harm you.  Merely changed your clothes.  Is this not how the "modern world" views us? 
We are the all powerful Jinn!  We who walked the earth before man.  We who shall walk the
earth after man!  You, you think we are sitcom!" said Jinn Ashiboil.

"I have read the book.  Your words are false!  In the future the prophesy is to walk together!"
said Eric.

"The book?  What are you talking about?" said Jinn Ashiboil.

"We have read all in The Family of Jinn's, an Oral History.  You know this book for it was man
such as us that wrote it, after many years with the Jinn.  It contains truth, and your own
prophesies." said Eric.

"That damned book.  Every time one of us get summoned, the human quotes that damned book. 
We have tried to destroy every copy there is, but it just keeps popping up!  The last time was
1949, some guy named Truman used it to get election results changed after the fact.  That was a
real mess.  We couldn't even stop some of the papers that spoke of Dewy the real winner.  Ok,
you got me.  Yea.  The book's true and we abide by all in the book." said Jinn Ashiboil.

Eric and Candy smiled.  They knew that once they had mentioned the book that the Jinn must
admit all, as the book had said so.  They also let out a sigh of relief because, what if the book had
been wrong!

"The Jinn Monterboil is a ROGUE!  We demand you stop him and restore us!" commanded Eric.

"A ROGUE?" bellowed Jinn Ashiboil.

"Yes, he has left his place of binding.  He has caused wishes to repeat.  He blankets his power on
humans without request.  These are all the items of a rogue.  BUT, he is no simple rogue, he tries
to enter earth on the human plane!" said Eric.

"WHAT?" bellowed Jinn Ashiboil again.

"Turn around Candy.  Look, Oh great and powerful Jinn Ashiboil.  Look on her back.  The long
scratches.  Can you not tell who's hand made these?  Tell me why would a Jinn that has cast his
own enchantment would then mar the body of a woman not a woman?" said Eric.

The Jinn looked and then smelled the scratches on Candy.  Through this he was able to take a full
measure of Jinn Monterboil and his activities to date.  "He follows a prophecy of heresy!  He
attempts to disrupt a future paradise for his moment of pleasure!  Monterboil is DECLARED
ROGUE!  Now, you will stop him." said Jinn Ashiboil.

"Wait...ah...wait...look...the book didn't say.  What do you mean I stop him?" said Eric.

"Eric, don't say I.  Say We!  So, tell me Jinn Ashiboil, why should we stop him?" said Candy.

"You will stop him in order to get that which you want.  When we have the rogue with us.  Then
we shall consider your request for restoration." said Jinn Ashiboil.

"Why don't you do it?" asked Eric.

"It is a simple matter of dimensional travel.  We can't get to him.  You can.  I will give you that
which you will need to bring him to this pentagon, to me.  We will wait until you return with the
ROGUE.  He insults us all, he disgraces his family.  He shall be punished." Then there was a
flash that ended with a velvet bag appearing at Eric's feet.  "Place the vessel that did contain the
rogue in this bag.  He shall be contained until you return him here.  Return the bag here and give
it to me." said Jinn Ashiboil.

"Wait, how do we know where the vessel is?  What is it?" said Candy.

"At the place where he scratched the woman not a woman, from the #1 lifeguard tower's north
west support pole, its 10 paces due west and 3 feet down.  It's a brass lamp.  I know you would
want a bottle, Genie, sorry." said Jinn Ashiboil with a tinge of sarcasm directed to Candy.

"We want our restoration now!  The capture would be easier that way." said Eric.

"Why don't you get Genie over there to blink your restoration?  Until the rogue is delivered to
us, we will not act nor have an ability to interfere in his actions!  Do not ask for rewards before
delivery.  Besides, we think the capture will be easier without the restoration.  However, beware!
The rogue is nearing full freedom.  He is no longer bound to his lamp, but is bound to the entire
beach.  One foot on that sand, and its as though you have entered his lamp. He will be able to
teleport you, and cause you physical harm, though his magic will not work on your persons while
you are enchanted." said Jinn Ashiboil and then he disappeared.

"What do you think he meant by that?" said Eric.

"Its real simple.  You think Monterboil is going to let us walk out there and grab his lamp and
then put the bag on him?  He's going to have to be distracted." said Candy.

"Distracted?  Distracted how?" said Eric.

"Bait" said Candy.

"Bait?  What bait?" said Eric.

"Me" said Candy.

 
                          X. THE PLAN

Eric and Candy walked back into the living room from Candy's bedroom.  Julie fell over
laughing.  Eric and Candy looked at each other quizzically and then they too started laughing. 
They were still dressed like Major Nelson and Genie from the old "I dream of Genie" show. 
They proceeded to brief Julie on what needed to happen.

"Ok, count me in." said Julie.

"Hey, don't be so fast to volunteer!  Besides, its not really your fight." said Candy.

"Oh, right.  My friends need help.  The world needs saving, and Julie goes and hides in her
library!  You got help like it or not!" said a mad Julie.

"Girls!  Please!  Look, Candy, I would feel better if Julie did help us." said Eric.

"Ok, like maybe she can drive the get away car?" said Candy.

"You aren't robbing a bank, are you?" said Julie.

"No, but, I am going to be bait, and it could be I will need to get out of there in a hurry." said
Candy.

"Bait?  Get out?  Out of where?" asked Julie.

"The beach, we have to go back to the beach.  I guess it's a good thing that they re-opened it; 
toxic waste, ha!" said Candy.
               
"Ok then.  Candy distracts him.  Julie will be just out of sight in a car with the engine running to
back up Candy.  Meanwhile I sneak on to the beach, dig up the lamp and put it in the bag. " said
Eric.

"We are going to need a metal detector, and I need to know how to remain bait, instead of
becoming a mother to the Jinn of Jinns!" said Candy.

"He's trapped on the beach.  At least he should be.  You go to the edge of the beach and call to
him.  Stay off the beach.  Play him up, and make him try to entice you onto the beach.  Just stay
out of his reach.  I need about 5 to 10 mins max.  Julie, you make sure she stays out of his reach. 
She gets within his reach you pull her out!" said Eric.
                                   
"Yea, so he doesn't get put in!" said Candy in deadly earnestness.

"So, how do I do that?" asked Julie.

"We throw the book at him." said Eric.

"What?  Arrest him?" asked Julie.

"No, THE book, you will throw it at him.  These Jinns are nuts over this book.  It lets mankind in
on all the information of how Jinns operate.  They want this book.  If he wants to take over the
world he will need this book destroyed.  That's enough to distract him, and for Candy to run."
said Eric.

"Don't we need the book?  What if everything goes wrong?" asked Candy.

"Well, if everything goes wrong, I guess you will make a great mother?  Well, you certainly
could nurse a eight foot genie with those I bet." giggled Eric.

"Oh, funny, ha, ha!" said Candy as she stomped her foot in anger.  She was still in the "I Dream
of Genie" outfit.  Stamping her foot made her breasts bounce up and down in reply to Eric's
comment.

"I guess she sure could!" added Julie, who also began giggling.

"That's not funny!" demanded Candy with force.  However, this force made her breasts bounce
even more and the movement became very noticeable to Candy.  "Oh, crap!  Fine, you win!" said
Candy with a stupid grin on her face which turned red with embarassment.

"No, the real answer is that we have translated the book.  The information we need as a fall back
plan is on the PC, backed up on a zip drive, printed out in hard copy and is also right here in my
and your heads." said Eric.

"Oh, duh.  I forgot.  Maybe I should dye my hair blond?" said Candy.

"I think that would go great with your outfit, Genie" said Julie.

"The first thing that is happening, is that I am going to go change!" said Candy as she left the
room.

They decided to make their assault on the beach the following night at 10 pm.

                        XI. A VISIT HOME


There was time, and there were items that needed to be procured before they could put there plan
into action.  During that time Eric got a water resistant metal detector, full wet suit, and other
skin diving equipment.  Julie was getting into her commando mode, and had to go shopping for
the appropriate commando clothing, she just didn't have the right black pants suit combination to
begin with.  Candy put some thought into her bait clothing, but, the reality of the situation struck
home.  If this worked out in a view days she would be Jim again.  She was surprised at herself
that the prospect of achieving her goal brought mixed feelings.  It was perhaps her internal
conflict that spurred her on to find out just where she would be as Jim again.  She did some more
phone calling.  Yes, he still had the promotion, but his life wasn't just work.  No, she hadn't
wanted to check too close at a home life that wasn't hers.  Now that her home life might become
her home life once again; she had an interest.  She called Jim's house as she had done many
times before.  This time she thought she would try to pry more information from April.  April
was Jim's wife, well soon to be Candy's wife, or rather Candy was to become Jim again.  Their
relationship had not been the best when Candy had lost her life as Jim, but at least she knew
where "old" Jim had left off.  Months had gone by.  How had "new" Jim changed the
relationship?  Candy's stomach got queasy with the realization that she would be picking up
"new" Jim's life, just as much as continuing her "old" Jim life.  She needed to talk to April.  She
needed to know what was going on.  She also knew April had a weakness for "Mist of Nite"
perfume.

April answered the telephone as it rang, "Hello."

"Hi, I am Candy with the Mist of Nite perfume company.  Ms.  April Williams, you have won a
selection of our perfumes.  We have a few questions to ask and then we will deliver you prize. 
There is no cost with this prize.  It was the result of a random drawing of customer response
cards we have recieved.  If you will answer our questions, a complete set of "Mist of Nite"
weekend selection number 7 will be yours" said Candy, knowing that April loved that particular
selection.  She had constantly been bugging "old" Jim to buy and then re-buy this $300 set.   

"Well, what do you want to know?  Is this really free?" replied April.

"Oh, yes, free.  I am in your area, and will drop the set off personally.  I also guarantee not to try
to sell you any more product, I promise not to talk about buying more "Mist of Nite" when I drop
it off.  You are a winner, all I have to do is ask some simple questions.  Is that ok?" said Candy.

"I guess so.  When do I get my prize?" asked April.

"I can deliver it today.  I assume you are still at the address on the card.  I could come by at 1 pm,
if you like." said Candy.

"Sure.  Now, I get all the selection 7 or is the 7 special that has half-sized bottles?" asked April.

"No, it's the complete selection 7.  Can I ask you the questions now?" said Candy.

"Ok" said April.

"What do you like most about "Mist of Nite"? asked Candy.

"I like the way that its subtle, and yet, present with you all day." said April.

"How often do you use our products?" asked Candy.

"Every day, I like them a lot." said April.
 
"Are you still married?" said Candy.

"Yes" said April.

"Do you wear our product to make him, or yourself happy?" said Candy.

"I...I do things for him now" said April.

"You said now.  Has his taste in our product changed, if so which one does he prefer?" asked
Candy.

"I...I...I don't know.  Its just weird.  Like he's a whole different person.  There's times...oh, no. 
He likes it just fine." said April, who seemed to be trying not to cry.

"That's really all the information I needed right now.  Can I deliver your prize at 1 pm, today?"
asked Candy.

"Yes" said April.

Candy had to do a bit of searching, but came up with a conservative skirt, with matching jacket. 
She added a white blouse, and borrowed some pearls from Julie to go with it.  She also had on
nylon's and her pump style shoes.  She did her hair back.  She looked at herself in the mirror and
saw the bustiest business woman she had ever seen!  Then while finishing her makeup she
chastised herself for assuming a woman couldn't be busty if she was in business.  She stopped by
the mall and picked up a "Mist of Nite" selection number 7, with the last of the money Bert had
provided.  She also dropped off Julie, who had to shop for her "commando" outfit.  Then it was
off to Jim and April's house.  Candy wasn't sure if she was going home or visiting the past.  She
was sure that her stomach was doing flip flops.

"Hello, I am Candy from the "Mist of Nite" company" said Candy.

"Hi, I am April, please come in." said April.

Candy was shocked.  It was April.  It was April from 15 years ago.  All the weight that had been
gained was gone!  She looked very good, well, more than good, she was looking like her old
babe self.  Maybe she had too much makeup on?  Then Candy got mad at herself.  What, she was
such a woman now that she complained about how other women wore makeup?  The house
looked about the same, no the house looked better.  There was a big screen TV.  There was a new
wet bar.  It was neat and tidy.  But, there was just something wrong in the way the place felt.

"Oh, here is your selection.  I hope you enjoy it.  Its been a tiring day do you mind if I sit?" said
Candy.

"No, go right ahead. Can I get you something?" said April.

"Oh, some iced tea would be wonderful!  I do calls in the morning and am then out on the road.  I
could really use that, please" said Candy.

"Ok, have a seat, be right back" said April.  Then in a few moments she returned with a glass of
iced tea.

"Thank you.  You have a beautiful home." said Candy.

"Thank you. I try." said April.

"Oh, it shows it!  Say, that bar looks new, is it?" said Candy.

"Yes, Jim just had to have it.  Jim must have his things.  Jim gets what he wants" said April with
some anger coming into her words.

"Jim must be your husband?  He must make a lot of money? Oh,...I can be so stupid at times. 
Your card said housewife.  Do you work now?" said Candy.

"No, its ok.  I have been working lately.  Jim got a promotion at work.  Yea, but it seems like I
got the job.  I spend my time going over his work for him.  Its been so strange.  He's been
weird."  said April as her mood switched from anger to slight depression.

"I don't understand. Weird how?" said Candy.

"I haven't been able to talk to anybody for months.  Thank you for listening.  Well, it all stared a
few months ago, he came home weird.  We had a fight the night before.  Then he comes home
like he doesn't even know me.  He went from being a mild quiet guy, to this pushy macho guy.  I
tried to yell at him for being out all night, and he told me to shut-up.  ME, he told that too!  I had
always wanted him to get more backbone, but this was way too much.  He had even forgotten
stuff.  He didn't know when we got married, he didn't know where he kept items in the house. 
Then he goes on this wild spending spree.  We didn't have much credit, and he used it all!  Then,
I don't know how, he gets this promotion at work.  He said you had to know the right people. 
Then it turns out he expects me, with my accounting degree, to run his books for him, so he can
go out, and do I don't know what. Then he...then...." April stopped as tears started down her face.

"Its ok, dear.  Go on." said Candy.

"Then he starts yelling at me about my weight.  He calls me a cow.  He say's I should only eat
grass.  He said that's all I could eat.  I have been on a liquid diet for three months.  I have lost 40
lbs." cried April.

"You look terrific" said Candy.

"Terrific?  I am starving.  I am hungry. I want to eat.  I get weak sometimes.  Then all this work
that needs to be done.  No, he's right I am not fit to be in his house.  No, I should...I am
hungry...He won't let me eat." cried April with tears now pouring over her face.  They were
flowing so thick her makeup was running.

It suddenly struck Candy that she had seen makeup that thick before.  It had been on her own
face!  She took out a handkerchief from her purse and lightly dabbed at the smear.  The makeup
came off and the black bruised skin was plainly visible on her face.

"How long has he beaten you?" asked Candy, who was now choking back her own tears.

April put her head in her hands and cried.  Candy reached around her and tried to comfort her. 
"Ever since he came back.  I have been so hard on him.  He probably snapped or something.  I
deserve all this.  Its not his fault." said April.

"No, it is his fault.  Nobody deserves this.  Stand up to him.  Stop this.  Call the cops!" said
Candy before she realized she was saying to call the cops on her own body.

"I tried one time.  He beat me good that night.  Now, Jim gets what he wants.  Its ok.  I was fat I
needed to lose the weight.  I don't want him mad.  NO, NO, NO...don't get Jim mad.  No cops,
no cops." said April.

"Are you staying with him for the way he used to be, hoping he'll change back?" asked Candy
with her arm around April.

"No.  He was ok before.  There are some things about him now that are better.  Oh, he can make
love like wild.  I don't know what happened, but oh, he's good!" said April.

"What was wrong with me before?" snapped Candy as she thought (oops).

"What?" said April.

"I meant what was wrong with him before?" said Candy.

"Oh, he...he, was just Jim.  Just not very good at it.  Kind of summed him up.  So, now he is
good at one thing.  When I am good he rewards me.  I don't deserve his rewards most of the
time, I just need to do better." said April.

"Honey, you have lost your respect for yourself.  You need to stand up to him.  You need to be
the April that I know is in there." said Candy looking into April's eyes.  She held April's hands
and said softly to her, "Its going to be ok.  I will help you."  Then on impulse she kissed and
hugged April.

"I...I...You need to go.  Thanks for the gift.  I have things that need to get done here." said April
as she suddenly stood up and straightened her dress.

"But we were..." said Candy.

April cut her off, "We were nothing.  You were here to give me a prize.  You did that.  Now go,
please.  You are getting too far into my life, and my personal business."

"I am sorry, I thought we were chatting." said Candy.

"I think the chatting went too far, and I am sorry for that.  I don't need complications in my life. 
I certainly don't need some busty dike trying to hit on me!" said April.

Candy thought, (Yea, there's the pushy, assuming, and sanctimonious April, I remember).  She
then said, "Madam.  I have delivered the prize.  The "Mist of Nite" perfume company thanks you
for your patronage.  I personally am not a dike, and I can't help it if a flat chested woman like
you can't appreciate normal sized breasts! GOOD DAY!" and with that Candy stormed out of the
house, her "normal" sized breasts bouncing and jiggling the whole way, due to her angry
stomping. Back at her car (well, Julie's car) she recalled how she had left April all those months
ago, then just to make the scene perfect April stuck her head out the door of the house and yelled,
"FUCK YOU", as Candy closed the car door. (Yup, same old April, but I think I said fuck you
last time?) Candy thought to herself.

Candy had barely left the street that Jim's house was on, she was thinking this was all her fault. 
If she hadn't stormed out of the house that night, if she hadn't of run away, she would still be
Jim.  April would not be a beaten wife.  A beaten wife.  Oh, that really did hurt.  Candy had
caused another to be hurt.  She had caused someone to become the victim of a monster.  The kind
of victim that will never run away.  Candy cried and another victim of that monster was born
with her tears.  She vowed to herself, that no matter what, she would save April.  She would save
her from a fate Candy had given her.

Candy had dried her tears by the time she made it to the mall.  Julie was waiting at the curb. 
Candy wondered if all commando's shopped at a mall, and if they did, did they wind up with 5
bags full of clothes?  Julie hopped in the car.  They sped home and got ready for the evening's
events.  A thought crossed Candy's mind that made her start reflecting again.  The thought was
that she was driving home with Julie, and had visited April. 

                     XII. BACK TO THE BEACH

The trio assembled their equipment and prepared to move out at 10 pm sharp.  Eric was outfitted
in his wet suit and skindiving equipment, with metal detector, magic bag and a water proof bag.
Julie said he didn't look like a frog man, so much as he looked like a sealion.  Of course she
wasn't in much of a position to speak.   Julie was in her commando outfit, a black pants suit with
knee high vinyl boots, black spandex top and a black knit watch cap.  She looked like a cross
between the woman on the old TV show "The Avengers" and Dolly Pardon.  Eric started to say
something, but he was cut-off by Candy who cautioned that a great discussion on what should be
worn had already to taken place and for his own safety to shut-up.  Eric proved to be a wise man. 
He kept his mouth shut.  Candy had chosen some rather interesting "bait" clothes.  Julie tried to
tell her to be super sexy.  Candy reasoned that was not necessary, for the Jinn was after her, she
didn't need to seduce him.  So, she wore bib-overalls, jogging shorts, panty hose and for effect
wore a bike chain with a lock on it around her waist.  Julie said she couldn't get a man in prison
excited dressed like that. Candy responded she was more concerned about keeping him out than
getting him excited to get in.  With everybody dissatisfied how each other looked, they loaded up
Eric's Cadillac.  They sped off into the darkness.

They choose 10 pm for their assault time because they wanted to ensure the beach was deserted,
and give Eric the cover of darkness.  The highway paralleled the beach.  At bout 1/8 mile from
the spot with Jinn Monterboil, they stopped and Eric entered the ocean across a rocky out
cropping.  He swam up to where he was just off shore from the tower and waited.  The flashing
of lights and two beeps on the car horn would be the signal for him to come ashore, and start the
digging.  He had the velvet bag and metal detector in a waterproof bag, which he used as a float
in the water.  The girls gave him 30 mins to swim the 1/8 mile and get into position.

The parking lot was dark and deserted as the girls entered.  Julie flashed its lights and beeped its
horn while Candy got out.  Julie held the book closely and was ready to jump out and throw it at
a moment's notice.

"Here Jinn, Jinn. Here Jinn.  Come on out.  Candy wants to play with you." called Candy from
the parking lot.

She was answered with silence.

"Well, crap!  I wish he would appear!" and then Candy remembered that she should have used
the word wish to begin with.  There was a shaking of the ground.  Then in dazzling green smoke
and light Jinn Monterboil appeared.

"Hi, big boy." said Candy trying to sound coy.

"Ah, enchanted little one you have returned!" said Monterboil.

"I was thinking.  Maybe it was the person I was with that offended you?  Maybe I could get you
to help me?" said Candy while playing with a button that was holding up the bib of her overalls.

"That may be possible little one.  What did you want?  Why don't you come onto the beach so I
can talk softer to you?  Such delicate ears should not need my booming voice in them." said
Monterboil.

"Oh, you can be nice.  Thank you.  I am not sure if the beach is safe?  Weren't you chasing me
earlier?  Why can't you come here anyway?" said Candy while standing her ground in the middle
of the parking lot.

At this point Eric was ashore.  He was crawling on his stomach with the metal detector before
him as he approached the tower.

"Alas, the beach is my temporary home.  I hope to be away from it soon.  Come on to my beach,
and the wonders of all can be yours" said Monterboil.

"What wonders?  Why should I?  I wanted this wish thingy undone, could you help me with this
wish thingy?" said Candy while now rolling her finger around her lips.

"Oh, do not take me for a fool.  You come here with strong feminine charms for me to enjoy.  It
is only with those charms that I shall be able to give you a reward." said Monterboil.

"Little ol' me, you want me?  That's cute.  You are a big man.  I have never seen a man 8 feet tall
before, that is cute!" said Candy.

"I am glad you like me.  But, for you I can be any man.  I can change my shape at will." said
Monterboil as he shifted into a copy of Eric.

Eric heard the beep in the ear piece of the metal detector, he turned it off and began to dig.

"Oh, don't be him!  He got you mad at me the other day.  I don't want you mad at me!  Are you
still mad?  I hope not, I am sorry." said Candy.

"No, come closer little one.  Why haven't you come closer?  What are you doing?" said
Monterboil.

Candy gulped and then closed the distance to about four feet from the beach.  "I am here to be
with an all powerful Jinn.  I feel your power in me.  I want to share your power.  Is there a way? 
For that kind of power I might be able to share my feminine charms." said Candy breathlessly.

"Ah, the truth comes out!  Let me say to you that, that can TRULY be yours.  I can give you a
power you have never felt before.  I can give you a very special power that will grow within you. 
I will give you a power that when you have grown enough it will burst forth, and shall be the
power in the world!  Is that enough power for you my beautiful little one?" said Monterboil.

"Oh, my, that sounds like a lot of power!  Tell me more!  You are so big, and all powerful.  Are
you casting a spell on me?  Oh, I want you.  Tell me more." said Candy.

"Ah, just a bit closer to me so I can tell you." said Monterboil.

Candy closed the distance to the Jinn to 2 feet.  At that moment Eric pulled the lamp from the
sand.

"Almost close enough.  This land is sickening and dying.  It needs a rebirth.  Candy, come with
me.  Together we will start the land over anew.  I offer to you a revered position to have when
Man and Jinn become one in the world.  You will be worshiped, you will be a God, LIKE ME!
Wait...what!" screamed Monterboil as he spun to see Eric starting to place the lamp into the
velvet bag, "NO!"

The Jinn was spinning.  Eric was visible from where Candy was standing.  If he got to Eric it was
all over.  Candy had a split second to make a decision.

"I am your's!  Take me!" screamed Candy as she flung herself onto the beach.  

As she left the parking lot, and passed on to the sand of the beach all of her clothing disappeared. 
Then she disappeared.  She reappeared naked on the ground on all fours before the Jinn.  Her
large heavy breasts dangled freely down past her elbows.  The Jinn grabbed her hips, and was in
position to enter her from behind.  He pulled back on her.
                              
Candy said "Oh shit!"

At that moment Eric placed the lamp fully in the bag.  The Jinn was sucked inward towards the
lamp.  He tried to hold onto Candy, and complete his first thrust, but lost his grip.  She fell safely
onto the sand.  Jinn Monterboil was sucked screaming into the lamp.  However, his form was
sucked through the support legs of the lifeguard tower.  Eric closed the bag over the lamp, just as
a groaning sound came from the tower.  Candy watched in horror as the tower collapsed on Eric. 
She jumped and went screaming toward the tower.  Julie dashed from the car to the tower, when
she saw it collapse.

"Oh, my God!  Eric, dear God, Eric!!!" screamed Candy as she ran naked toward the remains of
the tower.

"What happened.  I didn't see anything but the tower go down." said Julie.

"Eric got him! But the tower fell on him.  Help me get this wood off Eric!  Eric, oh, Eric, are you
ok?  Eric speak to me!  Eric, my dear God, ERIC!" cried Candy as tears started rolling down her
face, and the two girls frantically started throwing wood to the side.

"Aaahhhhhhh" moaned Eric.

"He's alive, he's alive, HE"S ALIVE!  Oh, thank you God , oh thank you! HE"S ALIVE!"
screamed Candy.

There wasn't a lot of wood to get off of Eric.  He had been hit by one board that knocked him
down, but the force of that board knocked him into a safe location.  The tower had simply fallen
around him, and not on him.  Except for a bump on the head, Eric, the bag and the lamp were all
safe and sound.  Julie helped Candy lift the last board out of the way so that Eric was freed.  He
wasn't freed for long.  Candy flung herself on top of him!

"Oh, Eric, you're safe!" said Candy as she kissed him on the lips and hugged him.

Eric kissed back.  His hand held Candy's head, first softly, and then with passion.  Candy's many
kisses on his face then returned to his mouth; where their tongues entwined.  Eric's hands began
to roam Candy's body.

"I'll just be up at the car." said Julie, with a sly grin,  as she walked back up the beach.

Eric's hand reached Candy's breast.  She moaned.  He lightly squeezed her nipple and Candy
started a roll over to her back.  Eric rested on an elbow besides her.  He continue his kissing of
her lips, jaw and her ear.  He playful began rubbing and twisting her nipples.

"Oh, Eric" moaned Candy softly.

Eric kissed Candy on the lips, and then got up.  "Sorry" he said.

"But" said Candy.

"My wish.  I mean.  I still have this wish on me.  I could like wind up with 18 babies in me or
something like that if we made love." said Eric.

"Oh, I forgot.  Wait, that only works if its your true love!" said Candy.

"Yea, I'd have a bunch of babies in me, your point?" said Eric.

Candy said, "My point is, I love you too!" and she kissed him while the two stood embracing.
               
Hand in hand they walked up the beach.  They were quite the sight the skin diver, with a bagged
magic lamp, and the naked lady.  Julie would always wish she had a camera to capture that
Kodak moment.  They got in the car and went back to the apartment.  They were amused and
scared to find out that the whole bagging the Jinn episode was invisible to Julie.  They forgot to
take into account that she had to be enchanted to see the Jinn.  Candy was a little shocked to find
out she didn't have any back-up after all.

"Say, how did you wind up naked?" said Eric.

"Monterboil saw you.  You almost had the lamp bagged, so I threw myself at him to give you
more time.  The second I touched the sand all my clothes, and anti-rape measures disappeared."
said Candy.

"Wait, that means that she would have...all just to..." said Julie.

Eric smiled and then kissed Candy's hand. "Yes, she did that for me."

"Well, we were saving the world too!  Doesn't a girl get any credit for that?" replied Candy with
a smirk.

"You know, I think she does.  We have a Jinn family to give a lamp too!" said Eric as the car
pulled up to the apartment.

                         XIII. REWARDS

Once again the triangle with the pentagon within was formed.  Once again  Jinn Ashiboil was
within the pentagon.  Candy had merely thrown on a robe and Eric was standing in his swim
trunks.

"The deed is done" said Eric holding the bag up.

"Then give me the bag with the lamp.  Monterboil shall receive his due." said  Jinn Ashiboil.

"No, first the restoration!" said Eric.

"We need the lamp with Monterboil first.  There must be a trial and punishment.  Then and only
than can we discuss restoration.  We will be grateful never the less." said  Jinn Ashiboil.

"A trial??  How long is this going to take?" whined Candy.

"Am I talking to Genie again?" replied  Ashiboil.

"What have you got against women?" said Candy.

"I thought you were a man?" replied Ashiboil.

"Oh, hmm" went Candy.

"A trial will take 6 months." said Ashiboil.

Eric handed him the lamp.  

"Eric! Six months!" whined Candy.

"Shhh....Oh, great and powerful Jinn Ashiboil, with great pleasure we give you this your most
disrespectful wayward child Jinn Monterboil" said Eric.

"You know the book well.  We are honored with your gift.  I will be back in six months!" said 
Jinn Ashiboil.

Candy looked, with a very upset look, at Eric.

"Candy, they are in a different dimension.  They handle trials within an even different dimension. 
He'll be back in five minuets." said Eric.

"Oh, why didn't you say so?" said Candy.

"You read the book with me, why didn't you remember?" said Eric.

"Look writing what you say, and reading are two different ....." said Candy till interrupted.

"Should I go, or do you two want to argue?" said  Jinn Ashiboil.

"You do us great honor by returning so quickly" said Eric.

"Hi" said Candy.

"Young lady you could do with some manners!  Kid's these days, and you Americans with your
equal rights! Oh, don't get me started.  I mean, what's the point in switching sexes when
everybody has the same rights, and abilities?  It almost takes the fun out of it from a Jinn's
perspective.  Now, if this was an Islamic country, hold on to your hats!  I mean..." said  Jinn
Ashiboil.

"Oh great and Powerful Grand Jinn Ashiboil, are we here to natter aimlessly?" said Eric.

"You see, you see that!  Now, that is manners, young lady.  That is why we use the proper form
of address, it keeps the conversation focused and respectful.  Yes, enchanted ones, we the
Kalderash family are indebted to you.  We are greatly indebted to you.  The rogue Jinn
Monterboil has been cast out.  He has been thrown to a neither world from whence he shall never
emerge.  He threatened the true prophesies, and has paid the ultimate price.   For preserving the
true prophecies our family is at your disposal." said Ashiboil.

"Oh great and powerful Grand Jinn Ashiboil, we humbly request restoration.  We request to be
returned to ourselves before all this." said Candy, and Eric winced.

Looking at Eric, Ashiboil said, "Its ok, we are going to give you what you intend, at least as
close as what we can.  Not what you ask for." he then turned to Candy,"There that wasn't so hard
was it?  Being polite and all.  Enchanted one the Kalderash shall give you restoration as is
possible.  Full restoration sadly can not be achieved.  There see you are going to get your wish,
but let me warn you.  If I had done exactly as asked, I could have simply bounced you back in
time.  See, gotta watch the way you word wishes.  But, formalities aside I am sorry we can't
make everybody whole from that repeating wish that Monterboil did, and our enchanted Eric is
going to be stuck, just a little bit." 

"What?  Hey, not fair!  We had a deal...er..ah...Oh great and powerful Grand Jinn, what's the
meaning of this?!" yelled Eric.

"Enchanted ones, the family Kalderash must abide by its code of no harm to the innocents.  We
will allow your wishes to harm yourselves, and adults, but never may harm come to a child or the
child yet to be born.  None of our magic will work to change a child's parents or kill a woman or
change her in anyway that is with child.  The chain of the repeating wish is now broken by our
code.  Many of those that have been change are now the fathers of young children, and two have
also died.  There is no way to return everyone to their original form. " said Ashiboil.

"Then what, I mean then what, oh Grand and powerful Jinn?" said Candy.

"You almost phrased that right, thanks for trying.  We can do the following.  We will restore Eric
to Jenny and Candy can become Eric.  This is a best intended out come for you" said Ashiboil.

"Oh, great and powerful Jinn, what will happen to the body of Candy?" said Candy.

"Enchanted little one, that body is truly named Jenny" said Ashiboil.

"WHAT!?" said Candy and Eric.

"It is true.  Mary Wong became Alfreda Kaneopolis many years ago when an intern got a little
carried away in the sanitarium's closed unit.  Alfreda went on to become Penny then Alice,
then... well, a lot of different names.  They kept using and modifying the last name Kaneopolis
from the ID Mary Wong had until that became Cane.  As far as Candy, that was a pimp's idea
from about a year ago.  Great joke huh?  Candy Cane." said Ashiboil.

"You get used to it.  But, you can call me Candace!" said Candy.

"No, wait.  I called.  I called all the time.  Mary Wong is at the hospital" stated Eric.

"True a Mary Wong is.  Not the Mary Wong.  During the month of Alfreda coming to be and
Mary Wong going "missing", coincidentally another Mary Wong checked into the hospital. 
Come on, you have any idea how many Mary Wongs there are in the United States?  Why didn't
you just call her Jane Doe instead?  So..." said Ashiboil.

"DON'T YOU SAY IT!" demanded Eric.

"So, every time you called the hospital you got the wrong Wong, you had the Wong number!"
said Ashiboil with great glee.

Eric smirked and Candy laughed. 

"Ok, fine, great, ha, ha.  Oh great and powerful Grand Jinn.  Tells us of the restoration then? 
Since there is no Mary Wong, how will I give the "old" Eric back his original body?" said Eric.

"Enchanted ones.  The one who was "old" Eric is now dead, killed in a car accident.  He, alas
may not be restored to the body you have now, oh Enchanted Eric.  So, here is what we can do,
your enchantments in one case will be removed and in the other modified.  Then we may proceed
with the restorations." said Ashiboil.

"Powerful and great Jinn, please explain" said Candy.

"You are getting their lady, keep trying.  Enchanted one, from you we will remove the remainder
of the repeating wish.  This will make you safe in your current form.  It was a repeating wish that
changed you, and we may safely cancel such a wish under our code.  On you, Enchanted Eric, it
is not so simple.   We may modify your wish for the foul Monterboil did pervert your wish, had
you made love with your true love all eggs of the female's ovaries  would have been yours, and
fertilized in batches of twenty, one month apart until your death.  You would have had your skin
magically expanded to accomplish this foul prevision of your wish.  Over time as your love grew
you would have become as immobile as a termite queen living in near constant labor giving birth
after birth, from your distended forty foot long stomach.  
     This terrible wish can not be removed for it was made by you; however, we can change it. 
Enchanted Eric with your true love, you shall have only one child with your first act of love, and
with that first act it shall be, nothing can stop that.  It will be a child of happiness and joy.  After
your first child, your life will be one of great fertility, but after that first child, you can control
your fertility with any birth control devices of your choosing, also you will be free from the
threat of the bizarre more than one pregnancy at a time." said Ashiboil.

"Oh, great and powerful Grand Jinn, I will be free of the perversion of my wish but... gee...I will
be a poppin momma if I don't watch it?" said Eric.

"In a manner of speaking, yes.  Then with the enchantments removed or modified we then do the
restoration.  It is only with the help of two other families that we can do this.  For Eric is still
enchanted and a modification of him, while enchanted, takes great power.  Only your great
service to our family makes this possible.  We offer all this to you now." said Ashiboil .

Candy looked at Eric, he smiled and nodded.

"Oh, great and powerful gin, we request that our enchantments be changed as you described."
said Candy.

There was a great rush of wind and then silence. "Done, and pronounce the J sound.  We are not
an alcoholic beverage, but you are getting real close, my little one" said Ashiboil.

Candy gasped.  She was just Candy.  Nothing more than that!

"Now, when you are ready we shall proceed with restoration!" said Ashiboil.

Eric smiled and looked over at Candy.  He took her hand.  He said "YES!"

Candy's eyes swelled.  Then tears flowed.  She pulled her hand back from Eric.  She fell to her
knees holding her head in her hands crying, and said "NO".

"NO?" said Ashiboil.

"NO?" said Eric.

"No, I need restoration.  I must be Jim.  I am here as the result of my own foolishness, but
another pays for my folly.  My wife, well Jim's wife is beaten.  She is being beaten by Jim.  Only
with true restoration can I stop that which my folly created!" as the words left Candy's lips she
collapsed on to the floor sobbing deeply.

"I'll be right back." said Ashiboil as he disappeared.

Almost instantly he re-appeared. "I have the glass wand of Baybar.  The Kalderash and two other
families have granted it to be given unto you.  It shall do what you wish.  It will change bodies. 
With this you may return to your old body.  You are cautioned that besides the restraints of the
Kalderash family with its code of no harm to the innocents there is the Distar family and its code
of "Aged Glory" in which no harm or change to those over 60 years may occur, and the
Hackensash family with its code of "No Guts, No Glory" in which no harm can be done to those
committing an act of bravery.  You are also cautioned that this will only work once for each of
you.  It will also only work twice.  Beware that it only works as yin and yang the transfers, it
must be between male and female.  After you have used the wand, break it!  When you do, it is
gone forever.  This wand will fulfill our debt.  If you desire more you will have to use the ways
of tradition." said Ashiboil. 

"Oh, Great and Powerful Jinn, that's very restrictive, and much to remember." said Eric.

"Only enchanted one, here, if it gets confusing the directions are on the bottom, in Arabic.  Yes,
it is very restrictive!  Its meant it is meant to be!  We will not grant the power of the Jinn to man,
except in this rare case.  So, use what I have given you wisely!" said Ashiboil as he handed the
wand to Eric "We are grateful, but my time is at an end.  But, as a bonus and for my enjoyment a
good-bye gift, and joke!" In a great puff of smoke he disappeared.

Eric started laughing at Candy.  Candy was still in tears and asked what was so funny.  Eric said
nothing Genie.  As a parting joke the Jinn had returned them to there "I dream of Genie"
costumes, the laughing stopped when they realized that a large jewel on the Genie costume was
real.

They walked out to the living room and once again to Julie's laughter.  Eric and Candy sat on the
couch side by side.  Candy took Eric's hand.  

"Here's my idea.  I can change back with Ernie.  Then you use the wand to change with Ernie. 
That way you get your body back and I am Jim again." said Candy.

"Yea, the wands used up though.  I had hoped...  But, since it has to be boy girl to work and it
only goes twice.  I don't see a choice.  But, why would Ernie want to do that?" said Eric.

Julie interrupted, "Is that REAL!" pointing at the jewel in Candy's costume.

"Yes" said Candy.

"That's it, that's why he'll change." said Eric.

"Honey, what you're 35?  You got a drop dead body!  Ernie would change with you without the
jewel." said Candy.

"Yea, but we got to convince him to be your first.  We need a real incentive." said Eric.

"Good point.  You don't mind do you?" said Candy.

"The hell yes I mind.  Honey, look there are other ways we could go after that guy.  You don't
have to go back to being Jim!  We can switch, and then get the cops on his butt!" said Eric.

Candy's eyes swelled up again, "No, I meant getting your body back the way I made it look.  I
owe it to April, I can't leave her like that.  No....oh...(sob)....no....(sob)....I am sorry." said Candy.

Eric brought Candy close to his chest and held her tightly, "Don't you worry dear.  We will make
it ok.  You'll be Jim, and I will be Jenny again.  Who know's maybe we could meet sometime for
a cup of coffee?" 

"I'd like that" sobbed Candy.

"I just hope my big tits don't get in the way of drinking." said Eric.

Candy pinched Eric, and it was hard too!

                     XIV. CANDY'S LAST GASP

Candy called "New' Jim that same night.  It was late, but the mention of money got his attention.
It didn't take much to get "New" Jim to agree to being switched.  He had his fill of the life of
Jim, and being a young guy with a stone worth $400,000 was just the way to change.  It was
agreed that he would meet them at the Kit Kat the following night.  After this the trio went to
bed.  Julie in her room, Candy in her's, and despite pleading that it would be ok to sleep in
Candy's bed, Eric slept on the couch.

In light of all the adventures the day before, it was surprising that Candy was the first one up in
the morning.  She looked at the sun, and realized it was her last morning as Candy.  She began to
reflect on the world she was leaving.  She thought about Bert, she thought about the club, she
thought about how nice everyone had been to her.  She thought about being attacked, and almost
raped.  That got her thinking about Eric, and that made her very sad.  He had been such a part of
her life.  He had made her smile, when smiling didn't even seem possible.  He had saved her
from...no, he had rescued her.  He had made her life better, now he was going to be gone.  He
was to be no more.  Candy began weeping.  She cried for almost an hour.  Then she got a hold of
herself.  She need to say good-bye.  There was no way to talk to Bert, and the club patrons, and
they would think her crazy anyway!  So, rather than tell them the truth she wrote a long
fabricated letter of deep, deep thanks, and an unavoidable obligation that prevented her return. 
She told them she would never forget them, and they were always going to be in a special spot in
her heart.  She then got on her lipstick, and ended the letter with a kiss.

She went into the living room and sat the letter on the table.  There on the couch was Eric.  He
was so handsome.  This man that had done so much for her.  This man who looked so sweet
while he slept.  He was so neat too, you could see how he had folded his pants, and even his
underwear next to the couch.  He was laying there with the blanket pulled over him.  He was
strong, powerful, yet tender and loving with Candy.  This wonderful man would cease to be her
friend today as well.  He would be gone.  He would also be gone without ever experiencing all
the things a man could experience.  That got Candy thinking about the beach and laying with
him.  He was so gentle and caring.  He was wonderful.  Now, he was going to be gone.  Well,
Candy was going to be gone too.  Candy and Eric, it had a nice ring to it.  It also was not to be. 
However, Candy saw that Eric was here.  He was here now.  She was here too.  Candy thought to
herself, (I love this man with all my heart, and I won't deny it; at least not today) She then
quietly entered Julie's room.

Julie was just waking up.  Candy sat on the bed.  She wanted a girl to girl chat.  Julie actually
smiled, and said it was about time, and damn straight, anything Candy needed.

Candy came back into the living room.  She was wearing a pink teddy.  Just the top.  Her huge
breasts held the teddy well away from her body.  She carried a small package with her that she
laid by the couch.  She looked at Eric.  She saw the man she loved.  It was Eric the person that
had done so much for her.  Though there was hesitation, there wasn't true rejection of purpose. 
Candy slowly lifted the blanket, and saw Eric's naked form before her.  As she knelt before him
she close her eyes, and thought about how wonderful this person had been to her.  She thought of
how this person had given so much without ever expecting a return.  She thought of love, and
making him happy as she stuck his cock in her mouth.

Eric gave a very slight moan.  His cock reacted quickly to Candy's sucking.  Candy concentrated
on the love she had for her partner.  Her sucking increased in volume, and she started going up
and down on his ridged member.  Soon she was gagging, not from disgust, but rather from sheer
size.  Eric was a big man!  She smiled, and giggled to herself about that, and went to sucking on
the sides of the shaft.  Eric was awake now.  He started moaning.  His hands were on Candy's
head.  Candy stopped for a moment, and then kissed, and licked her way up Eric's body.  She got
to, and played with his nipples.  She sucked and licked them.  She got up to his face and kissed
him on the lips.

"Good morning, you should stop." said Eric.

"Oh, should I?" said Candy as she kissed along his jaw and then sucked on his ear.

"Well, maybe not, but not too far" said Eric.

There was a tearing sound and then Eric felt it.  Candy was unrolling a condom on to Eric's now
throbbing member.

"Oh, you brought protection!  Why you nasty girl!" said Eric.

Candy said nothing.  She had gotten herself very excited from kissing him, and Eric's moans
were very exciting as well.  She had become wet.  She had been wet before, but not like this, she
was hot.  She desperately wanted Eric inside of her.  With the condom securely in place Candy
climbed on top of Eric.  She reached for his cock, and guided it inside of her.  Oh, wow, Eric was
BIG!  The large cock filled her pussy to capacity.  It was warm, hard, and good feeling.  It felt
really good.  It felt even better as it slid around in her.  Almost without thinking Candy was
bobbing up and down on Eric's huge tool.

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God.  This feels GOOD!" cried Candy.

"Hmm, nice big tits" said Eric as he grabbed Candy's breasts.  He stuck the left one's nipple in
his mouth.

It was like somebody was flicking a light switch on and off as his tongue danced across Candy's
nipple. "Oh, shit!" cried Candy as an orgasm overwhelmed her.  She pumped Eric faster and
faster, and began cumming repeatedly as her big sensitive nipples reacted to the touch of her
lover.  Her lover!  Candy loved that thought.  Her lover was in her.  She was giving her lover
pleasure.  Candy came and came again.  She bent forward so her clit would rub with her thrusting
on Eric.  She came yet again.

Eric was experience sex.  He had not had a woman before.  It did not take long before his new
passions surpassed his control.  He dropped Candy's breasts.  He held her hips and pushed
upward with a deep groan.

Though spent from her own orgasms, Candy loved the feeling of Eric's cock growing bigger and
bigger in her.  She felt him spill his seed deep within her.  With Eric spent she leaned forward
and kissed him.  She whispered in his ear "I just had to know.  I just had to be with my lover
before I was gone."

Eric was going soft.  Candy felt the decrease of volume within her.  She smiled and said she
would be right back.  She went into the bathroom and returned with a big wad of tissues and a
wash cloth.  She removed the condom and then cleaned up Eric.  He gave a couple oh's as she
cleaned, but soon her task was done, and she disposed of the materials.  She came back, and lied
down next to Eric on the couch.

"You know, the man is suppose to do all that!" said Candy.

"Of course I know, but YOU volunteered!" laughed Eric.

"You sneaky dog you!" said Candy.

Eric rolled onto his side, he idly circled one of Candy's nipples through the Teddy.  This had an
immediate and electric effect on Candy.  She became horny again.

"Hmm, you can do that all day, unless you'd rather suck on them!" said Candy.

"Well, you are a hot one, aren't you?" said Eric, "What you like this?" He then lifted her Teddy
up, and cupped her breast with both hands.  The large breast spilled out above both his palms and
he took the nipple in his mouth.  He greedily sucked on the nipple.  Then he would stop and
lightly bite.  After that he would flick his tongue on it, and finally start over again.  

Candy wasn't talking, she was now panting uncontrollably. 

"Oh, looks like the girl with the big titties has a titty fetish.  My I would never have guessed!"
said Eric with a glee.  He pulled her Teddy off and then laying on top of her began playing with
both breasts in earnest.  

Candy was hot beyond her tolerance, Eric was wild in his touch!

"Fuck me!" Candy said in an undertone.

"Not yet, you need to get hot!" said Eric.

"OH, Gawd, just fuck me!" begged Candy.

"Do you want it?" said Eric teasingly while still playing with one nipple and now rubbing her
clit.

"FUCK ME!" screamed Candy.

"FUCK 'ER ALL READY!" screamed Julie from her room.

"Can't argue with roommates!" said Eric.

Before his sentence was out Candy had another condom from the box on the floor opened and
place over Eric's throbbing member.

Eric entered Candy.  Candy squealed with delight.  The first time had been good, but this was
better.  Oh, yes, this was a position for making love!  Love they did make.  Eric talking dirty in
Candy's ear.  Candy wrapping her legs around Eric and thrusting to meet each of his thrusts. 
This time Eric went on much longer than the first.  Candy was happy she was on the bottom this
time.  Uncontrollably, she made little yelping and moaning sounds with each of Eric's thrusts. 
Then after much bliss for Candy and a raptured moment for Eric it was over again.  Candy
smiled and kissed Eric.  She even did the little ritual cleaning of him again.

"You don't have to do that." said Eric.

"You are right, I don't have too!" said a smiling Candy as she completed.

They laid there and made love the rest of the morning.  Julie gave Candy a 5 condom packet, and
all were gone before lunch.  They were all used, but not quickly.  Candy now had a feeling that
previously she had only gotten from ridding horses, and a soreness where she didn't know she
could get sore.  Simply put, she was bow legged, and fucked ragged.

Eric had gone to get some new clothes.  Candy and Julie were sipping coffee.

"Wow, you two were really going at it!" said Julie.

Candy blushed, "It was incredible!  The feelings!  The closeness, oh I feel so close to Eric now.  I
am so very happy we did this."

"Don't you think you over did the protection?" asked Julie.

"What you think a sponge, jell and condoms were too much?" asked Candy.

"I was offering you a choice!  You went, and used them all.  So, come on girl friend, what was he
like?" asked Julie.

"I won't kiss and tell, but he was the best I ever had!" said Candy.

Both women squealed and giggled like a couple of 15 year old's.

That was the high point of the day.  As the day wore on it became one of ever increasing gloom. 
Candy was aware that her life as Candy was now measured in hours.

                          XV. END GAME

Julie staid at home.  There had been a tearful farewell between her and Candy.  She said Jim
would call her, but they both new it was a hollow promise, and inappropriate.  But, she did mean
it when she said Jim would visit the Library.  Candy decided she wouldn't go out in a flash, and
dressed conservatively.  In fact that was at Eric's request, because if all came out ok, he would be
driving home alone from this rendezvous with destiny in the body of Candy.  Eric was dressed
conservatively as well.  He new that Ernie would soon have this body in flashy cheap clothes, no
need to rush the process.  They arrived at the Kit Kat on time.  The club was just starting to fill
up.  

Eric took a step behind Candy, and enjoyed the wonderful sway just below her narrow waist of
her full round ass as she walked.  He had to admit that Candy certainly was built for sex.  Hmm,
and sex with her had been GREAT!  He caught himself and reminded himself that soon enough
that would be his own sway.  He frowned on the inside as he realized he was walking to the end
of his love, the end of Candy.  He tried to remember that it was his body, but that was so many
years ago, and it certainly didn't have that build.  He giggled inwardly, cause he new he wouldn't
have made the tits that big, but he did like to play with them.  Crap, those play "things" were
soon to be his tits, the giggling stopped.
  
"There in a corner of the room was Jim, AND APRIL!  Why had he done that?" Candy thought
to herself. 

"Hi, Jim" said Candy.

"Hi.  You got the bauble?" said Jim.

"Right here." said Eric.

"Wait, I know you!  You were at my house!" said April.

"That's true.." said Candy.

"Oh, checking up on me?" said Jim.

"Yea, I was checking up on you.  It turns out, you are an even lower life SOB than I ever
imagined." said Candy.

Jim raised his hand.  April turned white and then realized it wasn't meant for her.  Eric grabbed
that hand.

"You want me to break it off at the fucking wrist?  You just try and hit her!  Sit down asshole."
said Eric through clenched teeth.

"Ok, ok, pal. Just joking.  Give a guy a break. Huh? Said Jim, knowing in a few moments the
world would turn.  He could wait and pay back this punk. "Right so lets' switch."

"Switch?" said April.

"Yea, babe that's why I brought you.  You see tits sitting there.  She used to be me.  I mean Jim,
you know hubby dearest.  So, I am going to trade back, so you can have that loser back.  Then
Big boy there and me are going to change.  On top of getting to be much younger, I'll be rich,
and able to get me a broad a hell of a lot better looking than you!" said Jim.

April looked at Candy. "Is that you in there? Jim?"

Candy cried, "Yes, its me I am sorry.  Its all my fault.  I was so mad that night.  I felt betrayed.  I
just want to make the hurt stop."

"So, you became a woman?" asked a puzzled April.

"Hey, hey, hey, twenty questions comes later, lets do the switch." said Jim.

Eric pulled out the Wand of Baybar.

"Oh, some magic thing?  No fuckin?  Ah, too bad, some piece of ass there, right?" said Jim.

"Ah, you are going to be that piece of ass in a second, maybe you ought to watch your tongue?"
said Eric.

"Enough, enough, do the deed." said Jim.

"Candy, you have to hold it.  It won't work if I do." said Eric.

Candy reluctantly picked up the wand.  She knew it was the right thing to do, then why did she
feel like a pistol was going against her head, and she had to pull the trigger?  She put it back
down on the table, and started crying.

"Oh, cut the sad story.  Can I use the thing?" said Jim.

"Yea, I think it will work." said Eric.

"Yes, you do it." sobbed Candy.

Eric pointed the wand at Candy.  He pushed the button that was on it.  A glow engulfed Candy, it
turned red and flew back into the wand.  The wand super heated.

"Eeeeewwwooooo, what the fuck?" said Jim as he dropped the wand.

"Wow, this is on the level?" said April.

"I don't understand, it should have worked." sobbed Candy.

Eric tried to pick the wand up but it was too hot, it just laid on the table.  "Come on, they owed
us, that thing should work."

Candy stopped sobbing and held Eric's hand.  "It can't work" she said softly

"Why?" said Eric.

"Because you got your wish." said Candy as her crying stopped.

Eric smiled and hugged Candy.

"What the fuck is this?  We got a deal or not?" said Jim.

"Sorry, I guess not.  That wand won't be working on Candy, she made a wish of mine come
true." said Eric with a big smile on his lips

"You lying sacks of shit" said Jim.

The happiness of Candy and Eric, being followed by Jim's anger left April unnoticed.  Nobody
saw as she picked up the wand.

"Oh, Jim-bow, maybe it does work?" said April as she pointed the wand at Jim and pushed the
button.

A green glow engulfed Jim and then spread back and enclosed April.  As it did so she dropped
the wand onto the table.  The glow subsided.

"I guess it does work" said Jim (April) as he picked up the wand.

"Hey, this wasn't the deal?  What's this shit, get me outta here!" demanded April (Ernie).

"Oh, gee, the little woman has a complaint, oop-see" said Jim as he broke the wand on the side of
the table.

"No, no, this can't be!" screamed April.

"Don't worry I am not going to beat you, if you're good.  Shut-up, and go to the car." said Jim.

"No, you guys..." said April.

She was cut off as Jim raised his hand.  She then meekly went out to the car.

"You weren't really going to hit him? I mean her." said Candy.

"It would be best if she thinks I will.  So, why didn't that wand thingy didn't work?" asked Jim.

"It won't work on pregnant women." said Candy as she blushed.

"Pregnant?  You don't... well... maybe those do... but you are pregnant?" said Jim.

"Since about 8 o'clock this morning." chimed in Eric.

"No, no, no, no, nobody can find out that fast." said Jim.

Candy held Eric's arm close to her.  "Oh, yes we can.  It was magic.  Super Eric blasted through
a condom, jell, and a sponge."

Now Eric blushed, "No, its just that I had a wish to have a child the first time I made love with
my true love.  I just never expected that I'd be the father though!"

"Too weird." said Jim.

"But, I feel...I should...what do I need to do for you, Honey?" said Candy as she looked at Jim.

"You could have been a lot better husband for starters.  But, I guess I could have been better as
well.  Honey, look at you?  You aren't my husband anymore.  I do believe you aren't even
carrying my baby.  As far as I am concerned there isn't an us.  You want to give me that rock,
that your boyfriend has?  That would be nice.  Beyond that, I got me a wife that I am very much
am going to enjoy whipping into shape, and a job that I already do the books for.  Then again
who are you?  I certainly don't want you.  Hell, look at those tits?  Why anybody would like tits
that large is just beyond me." said Jim.

"Right, I have heard this before.  Eric, give him the rock, and lets go." said Candy.

Eric gave Jim the rock.  Candy and Eric left the Kit Kat arm in arm.  Candy recalled that it was
almost an argument when she left Apr...well Jim.  It was good to have the past in the past, and
move on to the future.  Jim had asked one important question, who was she.  She knew the
answer now, an answer that had been true since that night some many months ago, she was
Candy.  She was happy.

Candy and Eric got into the car and left.  It had only gone a few blocks.  In those blocks Candy
was sitting next to Eric with her head on his shoulder and a beaming smile.  Eric pulled the car
over and took Candy by the hand and stared into her eyes

"Candy, I am not correctly prepared, but, well, besides I never thought I'd be doing this..." said
Eric.

Candy's heart was racing a mile a minute.  She hoped he would say the words, that she now
hoped more than anything else he would say.

"Candy, will you marry me?" said Eric.

Candy burst into tears and smiled, "Yes, Eric, love of my life.  Yes, I will marry you."
 
                          XVI. EPILOG

Before Candy and Eric got married, Candy had a very important task in front of her.  She
contacted Bert.  He was a bit flabbergasted, but agreed as money was money.  Eric really was
rich.  He knew Candy wanted to do this more than anything, so he agreed.  Eric rented the El
Dorado for two nights straight.  During those two nights Candy bumped and grinded to the best
of her ability in free shows for all the people that had donated to help Candy.  On the last night in
a very tearful farewell, Candy told the group she was retiring, but might come back on occasion. 
She then gave Bert a big kiss, and told everybody the big tough guy had a heart of gold.

Candy and Eric were married in a big ceremony.  Julie was the maid of honor.  They say women
glow during pregnancy; if so Candy was a flood light.  Each day as she grew larger her, and
Eric's love grew stronger.  She delivered a beautiful baby daughter that they named Julie.

The only thing else the reader needs to know is what Eric reminded Candy of on their wedding
night.

"Dearest, you are my wife." said Eric.

"Yes, a term I want to hear you call me over and over.  I am Mrs. Eric Corn." said Candy.

"Well, most people will call you Candy Corn!" said Eric.

"Yes they will" said Candy with a perturbed voice.

"Hmm, I guess you keep all that candy corn in these?" said Eric as he grabbed her breasts.

"Oh, yes, please" cooed Candy as the pleasure of his caress made her anxious to begin making
love.

"You know.  I never would have asked for them this large!" said Eric teasingly while rubbing her
nipples, and thinking to himself how much he liked her large breasts.

Candy moaned, pulled Eric close to her and said,

 "Fuck ME". 

(And they lived happily ever after, unless a sequel gets written!)

  The End