as I regained consciousness.
"How long was I out?" I wondered as I tried to regain my senses. I noticed a couple of things right off the bat, but they could've been my imagination. For one, colors seemed brighter and more vibrant. Also my sense of smell was heightened.
"Ten minutes, max," he explained. "I had to use the restroom. When I came back, you were slumped over like a tree in a hurricane."
"Really?" I said, looking up at him. I began to notice things about my old friend that I'd never noticed before. Especially his rugged, handsome face. What!? Why the hell would I notice that? And his eyes, his deep, green eyes.
Oh God, it's happening, isn't it? Now I was even more terrified than before.
"Look in the mirror, beautiful," he replied with a grin on his face. I didn't know what he was on about. But I decided to have a look anyway, if for nothing else than to appease him.
Anxiety came over me, just like in my nightmares, as what I saw in the mirror was not me, and if it was, that outfit did not work! Long silky brown hair, beautiful eyelashes above big blue eyes that I could get lost in forever, and the rest a lady I would happily cheat on Sandy for.
"I'm fucking hot!" I said as I looked down at my hands. Maybe I was dreaming. I pinched my nose and breathed, tried pulling on my finger, and every other thing that would tell me if I was dreaming but it all came up negative – I was a hot woman now.
"I am so sorry, John, if I'm still calling you that," said Jax jokingly, sounding like he was just pretending to be shocked. "Why don't we call you Julie."
"You knew about this didn't you?" I said while pointing my finger directly into his chest.
"No, of course not." He must've noticed the way I was looking at him, because he changed his tune quick. "Well, okay, I admit, I did know. But that serves you right for stealing something that isn't yours just because you're curious." As usual, he was grinning and it was hard to be mad at him.
"Here, let me help you out of your baggy clothes. Looks like we're going to have to go shopping." Jax began to take off my jacket and tried to be gentle, which made me think otherwise about his intentions.
"Why do we need to go shopping? Won't this wear off after a couple of hours? That's how it always is is the movies."
"I'm sorry, Julie, but this isn't the movies," he put his arm around me. "You weren't supposed to take that. There is no antidote."
*****
Jax had always been taller than me, but not by more than a few inches. Now that I was much shorter than him, he had become much more intimidating.
I was somewhat relieved when he took off my jacket as it was heavy now that my body had shrunk and become more feminized. I had no idea what was going on, but the comfort I felt with the man who once saved my life had amplified.
I walked to the kitchen to get some alcohol as my anxiety was beginning to make me seriously uncomfortable.
"I hope you like lite beer," he said as I rummaged around in his fridge. Oh God, why was he following me?
I nodded and walked over to the couch before I had a panic attack and started to sob. I must've drank half the bottle before finally getting myself under control.
I looked up and Jax was kneeling down in front of me, he offered a hug by subtly nodding to his right shoulder, and I couldn't resist his charm.
Without thinking, I found myself kissing his cheek on impulse, as he moved his head closer to my neck. I jumped as he hovered his lips over my neck and gently kissed it. I moved my head back so he could kiss me with his soft, warm lips.
I couldn't believe I was doing this! I was a man for goodness sake. Men didn't do this unless...
But I couldn't be gay, I had a woman's body. None of this made any sense to me. The only thing that made sense was that I found myself in the arms of a very hot hunk with whom I was thinking very naughty thoughts. In the back of my mind, I wondered what my wife would think. I pushed that thought away - it