Date: Mon, 12 Sep 2005 09:11:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kevin Beck <hilo53090@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Bitch (part 1) (TG Magical/Science Fiction, BS, AP)

God this place was creepy, as that thought went
through my mind, I was clearing out the thick cobwebs
on the porch blocking my path to the front door.
Stepping on the porch a loud creaking sound emanated
from the wood boards below my feet. I hope this is the
right place I was wondering as I looked at the piece
of paper in my hands and rechecked the address on the
house. Reaching the front door at the same time I
rechecked the house, I slid the paper back in my
pocket this was definitely the right house.

Knocking on the door I stood waiting for a response,
however there was no movement. I knocked with more
force making an echo like sound that seemed to shake
the entire house, yet I didn't hear a peep, other then
the wind blowing. I just started to head off the porch
in despair, when the door opened a crack and I heard a
quiet screechy voice say "What do you want"

"I'm... a looking for Helda" I stammered returning to
the porch trying to peek in the crack.

"Why?" the screechy voice questioned.

"I thought she could help me with something." I
replied talking to the shadowy figure that I could
make out, standing in the doorway.

"With what?"

"I want to get revenge on someone."

"Revenge why would someone like you want to get
revenge on someone." the screechy voice asked me.

"I just want to teach this person a lesson."

"Why would Helda want to help you get revenge?"

"I heard she enjoyed creating misery for people. Now
is Helda their or isn't she" I demanded.

I heard the chain on the door being released and a
fumbling with the locks. The door slowly creaked open
and I was looking at an old woman with big brown wild
eyes, gray hair that was going in every direction. Her
body was frail and her old wrinkly skin looked like it
hadn't seen the sun for quite awhile. Plus the smell
coming off her faded brown housedress was like a
mixture of body odor and cigarette smoke, which made
me want to puke.  I could see past her into the living
room, it looked like a room out of every scary movie,
dimly light with cobwebs and shadows bouncing off the
walls. "Come on in." she said invitingly stepping
aside. I nervously entered the house as she asked "Now
what can dear old Helda do for you?" with an evil
smile showing her yellow teeth and gaping holes in
between them.

"I want to get revenge on a professor. I go to the
local technical college and a teacher of mine is a
bitch" I explained to her as I avoided looking into
her eyes that seemed to be darting in every direction,
instead I fixed my eyes on a giant spider crawling on
the wall behind her as I continued talking. "She
thinks she is better then everyone. She talks down to
us, criticizes us, no one has a B or A in her class,
no matter what we do it is wrong and we end up doing
our assignments like ten times. She's just a bitch and
it's not just me it's the faculty, the students,
everyone knows she is the biggest bitch in the world."

"So you want to teach her a lesson or make her change
her ways? I nodded my head and an even bigger grin
came across old lady's face. "I think I have something
for you" she stated, then left the living room and
headed for another room that looked like a kitchen
from were I was standing. She returned with a big
juicy bright shiny red apple. "Give this apple to her
and the revenge you seek will be administered."

I reached out and took the apple from as I began to
think about turning and walking out of here as fast as
possible instead I asked "How is an apple going to
give me revenge? Is it like snow white or sleeping
beauty, where a prince will have to kiss her to wake
her up?" I questioned as I studied the apple.

"It's better then that lets just say one bite and she
will be changed forever" the grinning Helda stated.

"What will it do?"

"Don't worry about that"

"Don`t worry, Don`t worry" I repeated fearing that I
just wasted ten minutes of my life. "I come to you to
get revenge and you give me an apple and all I know is
that it's going to change her forever." Helda just
smiled and said nothing "All right, all right, how can
I guarantee that she will eat it" I asked trying to
humor her.

"I put a special spell on the apple that will make her
want it more and more until she has to eat it to
satisfy her needs. You just have to make sure she eats
it at the right time."

"Right time when's that."

"How about a half-hour before your class starts, when
does your class start?"

"1:00 p.m."

"Then give it to her at 12:30 p.m."

"All right" I said still looking at the apple in my
hands. "How much do I owe you" I looked at Helda.


She just smiled and said "For you it's free"

 "Thanks" I said clutching the apple in my hand, I
turned and headed out the door.

As I walked down the steps I thought about throwing
the apple away. How can a crazy old woman think that
an apple is going to do anything? Then I thought what
the hell it's worth a shot.

I waited until 12:25 and arrived at my college. With
my coat on and backpack on my back and the apple in my
hand, I headed in the building and up the steps to her
office on the second floor.


My mind was flooded with thoughts, I hope she wasn't
taking a late lunch or even ate too much for lunch
then she wouldn't eat the apple. What if another
student was in her office, what could I do I wondered
as I continued walking closer and closer to her office
door.

When her office came into view I noticed her office
door was shut and my hopes were dashed. However as I
got closer I noticed the light was shining through the
little window on the door, she was in her office.

I peaked through the window and saw her sitting in her
chair at her desk, and no one else was in the office.
My heart was beating so fast and when I saw that she
was alone, and a feeling of relief and excitement
rolled through my body, as I knocked on her door. She
turned I noticed a disgruntled look on her face like
why was I bothering her. "Come on in its open." I
heard her demeaning voice say. Then I slowly opened
the door and entered. "Yes" she said with the tone of
impatience as I found myself looking at her short
chestnut brown hair, and her crow's feet and wrinkles
on her almost fifty year old face.

"I just wanted to give you this" I said as I looked
into her brown frigid eyes a second before I was
forced to look away to something else. So I looked at
the top button on her blouse, the top button that was
buttoned the one that presses on your neck and makes
it hard to breathe. Then I held out the big juicy
apple. The expression on her face was priceless after
all how many students give their teachers apples; she
probably thought I was some kind of freak.

I watched Bev's arm covered by the long sleeve of the
white blouse move up to my hand. Her slim slender left
hand with the long clear nails covered the apple. My
vision was immediately attracted to the diamond ring
on her finger shining in my eyes. She reluctantly took
the apple form my hands and said "Thank you" in her
snobby way as I watched her hand pull back with the
apple in it.

"See you in class" I said as I rushed out the office,
closing the door behind me.

Walking down the hall I thought to myself why did I
trust the old lady she will never eat an apple. Then
she'll bring the apple to class and mention it to the
rest of my students, what a laugh they'll get at my
expense. I went down the stairs and into the library
to sit and think for awhile before I had to go to
class.

In the library I found myself watching clock and it
read 12:35. I thought about not going to class even
dropping out of school. I watched the minute hand move
and it was 12:40, what the hell should I do I
questioned myself? As the clock continued to move
around 12:45, I decided I was going to go to class,
who cares if the whole class makes fun of me for
giving Mrs. Paulick an apple; this is my future we're
talking about. That's when I blanked out for a second.
Next thing I knew, I was no longer in the library I
was sitting in a soft comfortable office chair in a
small room and there was a desk in front of me.

My mouth was half full of food and I continued to chew
as the juices of the food splashed around my mouth and
down my throat until I swallowed it, god it tasted
good. I then felt a sensation like something was in my
right hand that's when I looked and noticed I was
holding a red apple with a chunk bitten out of it,
that's what was in my mouth. However something else
caught my attention instead of seeing a hairy arm
holding the apple, I noticed a white sleeve and my
hand with the apple coming out of the cuff at the end.
Oh my god I thought as the apple fell out of my hands
and onto the desk as I pushed my way back in the
rolling chair out from underneath the desk. That's
when I looked down and noticed my legs were crossed in
what I always thought was an uncomfortable position
for a guy, so I uncrossed them that's when I noticed
my legs were still covered in denim but instead of
jeans it was a skirt. However as my gaze continued
quickly upwards so did the skirt which meant that this
was no skirt, since it went up to around my breasts.
Above the breasts the white button down shirt
continued upwards buttoned all the way to the top with
the top button resting at the base of my neck. These
are Bev Paulick's clothes I immediately realized,
having just seen her in them fifteen minutes ago. This
is Helda's idea of revenge to put me in Bev's clothes
and Bev in mine I thought. However a new thought
popped into my hand, causing me to chuckle, the
thought of that bitch sitting in the library wearing
my oversized jeans and tee shirt. Still chuckling, I
reached for the apple with my left hand noticing the
feeling of the polyester sleeve rubbing against my
skin as I moved. But my laughter abruptly stopped at a
gleam of light that came of off my hand as it was set
to grab the apple.

My hand and fingers were slim and slender and the
fingers were topped off with a long clear nail, not
ones that were short, bitten and chewed on like mine
were. However I wasn't paying attention to my hand or
fingers, my eyes were glued to the diamond ring that
fit perfectly on my finger. I got a bad feeling in my
stomach as I looked at my right hand and it was the
same way, it looked like a hand of a woman. Oh shit I
said to myself as the word woman went through my mind.
My eyes flew to where my penis would be, as I
remembered how I was sitting with my legs crossed just
a second ago, like a woman. Why wasn't that
uncomfortable, my penis should be in the way, however
when I looked down I noticed no bulge and when I felt
down there, there was no sign of a penis only the sign
of a woman's labia. My eyes quickly went from my waist
to straight ahead staring in space as shock came to my
brain and body. However something quickly brought me
out of it, due to the computer monitor being off it
was giving a reflection like a mirror and that's when
I saw the short chestnut brown hair, the crow's feet
and wrinkles, the frigid brown eyes of Bev Paulick's
staring with a shocked expression right back at me.
For I not only was in Bev Paulick's clothes, but in
Bev Paulick's body I'm the bitch now.

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I'm sort of new at this, and I noticed this section
ignored since July so I decided to try a story. I hope
you enjoy this part of a three or four part story.

Betty Barlow