My Sister, Myself
by: Genni Smith
Jason Andrews was pissed off. It wasnt bad enough that he was stuck at Home baby
sitting his 7-year-old sister on a Saturday morning, now shed disappeared and his
parents would kill him. He was watching television when Katie wandered in and changed the
channel to some girly cartoon series and said she was bored. Jason had one of his brain
waves and suggested a game of hide and seek which Katie jumped at. He closed his eyes,
started counting and then opened his eyes and went right on watching television.
But now mum was due home any second and Katie was still missing, and Jason was pissed
off. The only place he hadnt looked for her was his Dads shed, but even she
wouldnt be stupid enough to go out there. Hang on, he thought, shes seven and
a girl. Of course, she was stupid enough. Checking his watch he saw he only had about 10
or 15 minutes before his mum came home so he went to the shed and gingerly opened the
The shed was off limits to both of them because it was where their dad did much of his
tinkering. Steven Andrews fixed computers for a living and tinkered with different gear
for fun, and he kept the shed as his own private sanctuary. Katie would really cop it if
she were found in here, it meant she had taken the key from the kitchen. If she were in
the poop then Jason would be in even deeper. Why? He was eldest; oldest kids are always
the ones who "should have known better" and "Should have been looking after
your little sister/brother." Sometimes he wished he was the youngest so he could be
babied as Katie was. She got away with murder.
Jasons eyes slowly grew accustomed to the darkness in the large shed and he
looked around for Katie. Something moved in the corner the furthest from him, and he
carefully picked a course through the junk. "I will kill you shrimp." He said as
he grabbed her and groped for the light switch. He didnt see one of his dads
machines spring into life.
"Ow," Katie cried. "Youre hurting me Jason."
"Ill do more than hurt you if mum finds us out here." He grunted as he
got her in a headlock. "Now we will get out of here, lock the shed, go inside and act
innocent when mum rocks up. Got it?"
"Yes, just leave me alone." Katies struggling caused Jason to lose his
balance and they both fell back onto a pile of cables and connections.
Everything seemed to spin for a few seconds, and then Jason felt something strange.
When he fell, he hit the floor, but now he seemed to be sitting on something the moved.
"Get off me," A familiar voice said to him and then he was pushed, hard.
"Ow." Two small hands rushed up to cover his mouth in surprise at the small
voice he now had. It was Katies voice. He turned and looked straight into his own
He barely saw those eyes look at him in the same shock he was feeling when the door was
thrown open, and Jane Andrews stood there glaring at them.
"What on earth?" She shouted. "You two, go to your rooms and wait there
til I can talk this over with your father."
"But......" Jason started before his mother cut him off.
"Save it young lady. I am so mad at the two of you now that I dont even want
to see you. Go."
Katie looked to Jason who looked up at her not knowing what to do. They had both seen
their mum like this before and both of them knew not to get even more off side with her
when she was in one of her moods.
"Move it." Jane Andrews shouted again.
An hour later Jason sat in his sisters body in his sisters room. This was
not the way he wanted to spend this or any other Saturday. He should be out with his mates
like any other normal 12-year-old boy. Only now he was a 7-year-old girl. He looked down
at the "My little Pony" watch in his tiny wrists. It was already 11:30 and he
was still dressed in the nightie his sister had worn to bed the night before.
The door opened, and his father stood there. He looked huge now and angry. Jason felt
scared. He knew he wasnt in any physical danger, but he was still scared in a way
kids get when they know they are in for a yell, a lecture, the silent treatment and any
number of other punishments parents seem to love to dream up. He didnt know whether
he could tell him that he was now his sister, and she was now he. Hell, he didnt
know whether his parents would believe him. "Youd better come out to the
kitchen then." His dad said.
Jason knew this was stage two of the punishment. Whenever hed done anything
really bad his mum or dad would send him to his room until they could discuss things with
the other one. After they had cooled down and talked about it a bit Jason was always
brought into the kitchen and told his part of the story.
Only this time, sitting with his mother, was Katie in his body. He was so short he
almost had to climb onto the kitchen chair.
"Right," Their dad started. "What were you two doing in the shed?"
Both of them talked immediately, and it got confusing so a large that arm was raised
until Jason and Katie fell silent. "Who went in there first?"
"She did," Jason said pointing at Katie.
"We were just playing hide and seek Daddy and I was sick of getting found so I
"So I went in to find her, but we fell and swapped and mum came in. I tried to
"Hang on a second? Go back a bit. Why do you keep calling your brother
her young lady?"
"Because shes Katie and I am Jason," Jason said as he pushed some of
Katies long hair out of his face. "We swapped bodies when we fell."
Both parents looked at each other, and then his dad said. "This is very important,
where were you when you fell?"
"In the far corner..."
"There was many wires," Katie interrupted her older brother. "They were
Steven Andrews looked at his wife. "I Better go check the machine."
"Ill make some lunch." She nodded and got up to start some sandwiches.
"You two can go back to your rooms for now. I will call you in awhile."
A Half an hour later Jason gently opened his door and sneaked to the toilet. He had to
reach up to open the door and then again on the other side to lock it. He lifted the seat,
and the hem of the girly nightly he still wore. Balking a little at the lacy white panties
that now encased his tiny bum he pulled them down and reached for his penis. Nothing. Of
course, he shuddered as he thought, I am a girl down there now. He pulled the elastic of
the panties out away from his body and looked at the puffy lips that now sat at the
junction of his little girly legs. The urge to pee bought his attention to the task, and
he started rethinking the job. Never having been a girl before Jason wasnt exactly
sure how to go about this new challenge. He knew he had to sit now and quickly did so but
how did you let go? He said there trying out muscles he used to have and new ones, but
still nothing came out. Finally, he just relaxed and the urine began to flow.
"Erk." He cried in his new tiny voice as he tried in vain to stop the flow. He
spread his legs. A little and the pee finally started going into the toilet. It surely
felt different peeing this way Jason thought as he reached for some paper to dry his
thighs. When he stood up he realized there was one other place he needed to dry.
"That was disgusting," He grumbled as he headed back to Katies room. The
back of the nightie was wet too and it slapped against his legs as he walked.
Hed only just sat on the bed when the door opened again, and his mother looked
down at him. "Come on then," she said. "Lunch is ready."
Jason ate his sandwich in silence but constantly glared at Katie who stuck her tongue
out at him when their parents werent watching. This was stage 3, the silent
treatment. They both sat there glaring at the kids and saying very little to each other.
Jason ate slowly because when he was finished eating stage 4 started.
It started as soon as he was done eating. "Your father has had a look at the
machine, and we believe your story about the swap."
"But," Steve said. "It doesnt explain why you were out there in
the first place." Katie in Jasons body started to say something but her dad cut
her off. "No, let me finish. You were both told to stay out of the shed and both of
you, for whatever reason, went out to the shed and fooled around with equipment you know
nothing about." He turned to his daughter in his 12-year-old sons body. "You
young lady may only be 7, but you knew you it was wrong to get the key and go into the
shed didnt you?"
"Yes or no?"
"Im sorry daddy." She cried, but it looked funny to see a 12-year-old
boy sob like a baby.
"Yes or no Katherine Jade?"
"Yes," She bawled.
Jane turned her attention to her son. "And you, you were supposed to be watching
your little sister. You know your father, and I have to work on Saturday mornings. It pays
for the little things like this house and the food you eat and the clothes you wear. At
twelve we thought you would be able to handle a few hours on a Saturday morning on your
own. All you had to do was wake up, make your beds, make breakfast and then watch
television together until I got home. All you had to do was keep an eye on her and make
sure she didnt do anything silly like go into your dads shed. It seems your
not ready for responsibility yet."
"We were playing hide and seek," Jason said, sounding like a whining little
girl much to his shame. "How was I supposed to know shed go in the shed?"
"Hide and seek huh? More like hide and stay watching the t.v. if I know you. The
problem with 12-year-olds is they think they know everything and they think the world
revolves around them. Id expect it from your sister because shes a baby, but I
had hoped you wouldnt be so selfish." Jason looked down at his little hands
sitting in his soft satiny nightie covered lap.
Time to turn to Katie again. "And I think we have underestimated you Missy. Here,
we are babying you and thinking everything that goes wrong in this house is your brothers
fault. Seems to me if you are grown up enough to get keys and open locks your not supposed
to open then you are old enough for a few new responsibilities. So heres the deal
kiddies. Your mother and I have talked about this and we think the best punishment is to
leave you as you are." Jason was stunned. "There is one week of school left for
the year, and then the Christmas holidays start. When you go back to school next year, we
will swap you back. Until then you will stay as you are."
Jane nodded. "Youve proven you cant handle responsibility Jason, and
now you wont have to. You can just be a 7-year-old girl who does little girl
"Dont you laugh miss?" Steve shouted. "You will be doing all of
his chores and his paper round. If you have any spare time after that I will fill it up
with more jobs. It will be easy now that you are big and strong. You can start by cleaning
up that pigsty of a room. Now thank you."
Katie was crying as she dragged her bum out of the kitchen.
"And you, youre not even out of your pajamas." His mum said to him.
"Go wait for me in your room and well get you showered."
Jason was still in shock. They were serious. He would be a 7-year-old girl for 3 whole
months. He thought back to the toilet awhile ago and shuddered. "Imagine having to
pee like that every day for 3 months." He mumbled as he walked to the bathroom.
"Shouldnt we tell them the truth?" Jane said when Jason was out of
"What? That Itll only be til Christmas day?" Steve said.
"Nah that will be their gift. Come on Jane, we both agreed we were doing the right
thing. Katie is such a baby that it could put her into danger unless we toughen her up a
bit. Put it this way, didnt you say she almost got into a car a few months
"Yes, I did." Jane shivered at the thought of her little girl getting into a
"Shes so dependent on adults she sees every adult as an authority figure. If
any adult tells her to do something she does it. You know I am right."
"I know," she nodded. "And Jason can certainly use taking down a peg or
"Ah ha, we were just saying last night he was getting too big for his boots and
what better way to cure that than to make him be a little girl?"
"Youre right there."
"Okay, so Ill handle Katie. Shell be so busy doing Jasons jobs
shell be perfectly happy to go back to being a little girl. Hopefully, a little
tougher too" Steve said.
"And Ill have fun making Jason a pretty young Miss." Jane smiled.
"By Christmas hell be practically begging for more responsibility."
"This is like a yo-yo," Jason grumbled as he again sat on Katies Bed.
"Get in your room, come out of your room. Make up your mind."
His gaze drifted around the room, and he snorted at the femininity of it. Little pink
rose buds on a white background for the wall paper, a Little Mermaid bedspread, numerous
stuffed toys, lots of little girl jewelry and hair clips and worst of all, a huge poster
of two kittens playing with some balls of wool. He missed the Pamela Anderson pin up in
his own room.
"Okay miss," His mum said from the doorway. "Time to get you showered
and dressed. Were going shopping."
Even his mother seemed to tower over him now, and Jason was getting pretty sick of
looking up at people. "all right." He sighed. "Lets get it over
"Thats the spirit Princess." Jane Smiled.
After an embarrassing shower where his mum told him to soap between his legs, Jason
emerged from the shower looking like a drowned rat. Ringlets of his sisters dark brown
hair spilled over his shoulders and back. The water had made the hair surprisingly heavy,
and the towel his mother had wrapped around his head made his neck sore from the weight.
Another seemingly huge towel was wrapped around his body, and he started to dry
"No baby, we girls have much softer skin. Youd better pat yourself
"Pat?" Jason quizzed.
" Like this honey." Jane proceeded to dry her son for the first time in about
4 years. Of course last time his little naked body looked quite different from the
delicate little girl who stood before her.
Jane carefully watched Jasons reactions as she opened his new wardrobe. There
seemed to be no reaction at all, he obviously didnt see anything wrong. While he was
in the shower, she came back into the room and took all the pants and shorts. Hell
find it hard to forget hes now a little girl if hes always dressed in skirts
and dresses. Jane would show him who wore the pants in the family, and it wouldnt be
the pretty little 7 year old girl. She took awhile to choose what he would wear that day.
It was lucky that Katie was quite feminine and even after shed taken anything
remotely male out of the wardrobe she still had plenty to choose from. She got some undies
out first. " Here, put these on."
Jason took the tiny article of clothing and looked at it with disdain. The panties were
white cotton with little pink love hearts about a centimeter wide all over them and there
was lace on the legs and waist openings. Slowly he pulled them on and again he saw the
lips between his legs. When the panties were all, they way up he turned back to his
mother; she had pulled out a dress from the wardrobe.
It was a little sleeveless pink cotton sundress with a Peter Pan collar. "Arms up
sweetie." Jane instructed then slipped the dress over his head, pushed the long hair
out of the way and buttoned up the three tiny buttons at the back. "Very pretty. Now
go and sit in front of the mirror and well do your hair."
Jason stared glumly at his reflection, or rather at his sisters reflection. Wide
brown eyes, cute button nose, dimples and slightly chubby cheeks all framed by slightly
damp chestnut colored hair that fell to the bottom of his small shoulder blades. His
mothers image appeared behind his tiny one, and he felt the tickle as she blow-dried his
hair and combed out the tangles. Then his mum took some hair from the right side of his
face and some from the left and bought them together at the back of his head. A quick
twist of a pink scrunchie and two bobby pins later and the hair was done, out of his eyes
at least, he thought, but the jewelry had yet to begin.
"Stay still bub and Ill put some earrings in."
"In my ears?" He shrieked covering both ears and closing his eyes.
Jane smiled. "Of course princess, thats where earrings usually go."
Gently taking his right ear she pushed the earring into place and put the back onto it and
then she repeated it with the left one. "there you go, oh open your eyes you big
baby, its all over. It didnt hurt did it?"
Looking again at the scary little reflection he saw the twinkle of two little diamond
studs. Quickly a gold necklace was put around his neck and Jason screamed as his long hair
got caught in the chain. A charm bracelet followed along with a little ring.
"Now miss." Jane instructed as she pulled out a pair of little white sandals.
"Sit down and put these on then we can go."
He sat and let his mum do up the straps. It was incredible how quick he had gotten used
to having her do everything for him. He should be pissed off at her. "Where are we
going?" He asked.
"I told you, shopping. Well catch the bus into town and have a girls
day out huh?"
"And I will buy you a new party dress for Jessica Sanders 7th
birthday party tomorrow. And a present for her too."
"Im not going to that party." Jason spluttered. "No way."
"Way." Jane nodded pulling him to his feet. "For the next three months
you are Katie. You will do what Katie does. That includes Ballet and tap lessons, Brownies
and singing lessons. What you want doesnt matter any more. Ive been watching
you for a while waiting for the day you really hurt your sister. Your Uncle John used to
do the same to me, and I hated him. You just keep riding her though and when you get too
rough you blame her. Well, from now on She can pick on you and see how you like it. Now,
Jason was embarrassed. He was sitting on his mothers lap on a bus heading for
town. In one day he had gone from being a 12-year-old boy who could do pretty much what he
wanted to being a 7 year old girl who never seemed to be alone. And to top it all off a
few of his friends from school were a couple of seats behind them, and he was sure each
laugh he heard was aimed at their mate who is now a little girl. He knew he was being
paranoid, but it didnt help matters.
When they hit the town, he was dragged from shop to shop trying on and buying the most
feminine dresses his mother could find along with all sorts of underwear and a new
one-piece pair of bathers in hot pink. He was glad when they stopped for lunch only lunch
sucked too. He wanted a Big Mac and a shake, but his mum told him he would never finish it
now he had his sisters stomach. He ended up getting a McHappy meal but his mum drank
all but a quarter of the coke. Jason could only eat about three quarters of the junior
burger which surprised him, normally he could knock off three or four of them. To add
insult to injury he needed to pee again. This was not fun.
Jason whined as his mother led him to the Ladies room. "I can go to the bathroom
on my own." He franticly tried to pull his tiny hand out of hers, but her strength
held him firmly in place.
"Ive had just about enough of you young lady," his mother Jane suddenly
snapped. "Youve done nothing to make this day any easier on yourself." She
dragged him back into one of the shops.
"Not that," Jason said in his little girls voice. "Please Mum, not
"Mummy, you will call me mummy," Jane quickly whispered as she paid for her
purchase, and then said, in a louder voice. "Im sorry baby, but this is a big
town, and there are plenty of sick people around here. I cant take the chance
youll get lost."
Placing her hand bag on the ground Jane bent down and adjusted the straps of the
strange looking device until she thought it would fit her daughters body.
"There you go."
Jason looked down, too mortified to look around and see people looking at him. He was
now strapped into a device that linked him straight to his mothers hand. In one day
hed gone from 12-year-old boy to 7 year old girl to family dog. A damned baby leash.
"Now honey, didnt you need a wee wee?" His mother smiled down at him.
As he and his mother came up the driveway of their house, they could see the
improvement in the garden. The lawn had been cut, the weeds had been pulled out, trees had
been pruned and the edges all clipped.
"Well, it looks like your sister and father had been busy," Jane said heaving
all the new dresses shed bought for her son, including a fluffy little party dress
for the following day.
"Katie did all this?" Jason asked in amazement. "Good, if she
hadnt been messing around in the shed none of this would have happened."
"Ah ha, and if you looked after her as you were supposed to youd still be 12
years old and male. Come on, let s go give your daddy a fashion show."
And thats just what he had to do. He put on every new outfit, including the
bathing suit, and paraded in front of his father and had to listen to every remark about
how pretty it made him appear. But the loudest oohhs and aahhhhs were saved for the pink
lacy party dress. He endured it all but made a promise to make his sister pay for this
accident also for laughing at him as he modeled the new white ballet leotard and tights.
The rest of the night was pretty much a non-event. Jason was too ashamed to get up to
any mischief and Katie was just too tired after all of her work in the garden. Both stayed
in the lounge room watching television most of the time, only moving off the couch to eat
and make a few uncomfortable and unusual calls to the bathroom.
That was until seven oclock when his mother came into the room. "Shower time
Katie and then off to beddy byes."
Jason simply looked over at his old body, expecting her to get up and go to bed just as
she did every night.
"Not her buddy. You."
"Sleep?" Jason protested while his sister started laughing. "Its
still light out there."
"7:30 was Katies bedtime so now its yours. She can stay up until
"Suffer." Katie giggled. Well, what passed for a giggle with her new male
"We can do this the hard way," Jane started as she put her hands on her hips.
"or the easy way. Its your choice."
He knew the fight was over. It always was when his mum used that tone of voice. "I
need the extra sleep anyway," he sulked.
"Good night KATIE," Katie said. "Sleep tight and dont let the bed
After A bubble bath which Jason reluctantly agreed was nice, he put on a fresh pair of
panties and a red baby doll nightie and sat while his mother brushed out his long brown
hair a hundred times. He was tired when he finally lay in bed and asleep not long after.
Steven Andrews bought his wife breakfast in bed, a Sunday morning ritual since their
marriage. "Its pretty quiet out there Jane. How do you think its
"A bit too quiet for my liking. Maybe were being a bit mean about this.
I dont think I can hold off until Christmas."
"I dont think three weeks will kill them sweetheart." Steve shrugged
and poured them both a cup of tea.
"I just get this feeling well be surrounded by a bunch of reporters one day,
all of them asking why our son went on a rampage with a machine gun."
"Lets face it Jane, with our son that was on the cards before now."
"Thats true......" Janes attention turned to the shouting from
another part of the house. "Oops, looks like the kids are up. Better see whats
going on before she really hurts him."
They got up and walked to the bathroom, only to find Jason, panties around ankles,
being held in a headlock by Katie.
"What the hell is going on here?" Steve demanded.
"I was in here already," Jason started in his whiny little girls voice.
"She burst in and told me to get out. Easy for her to say, I was in the middle of....
"Put your brother down and tell me what the rush was." Jane asked Katie.
"What have you got behind your back?"
"Katherine Jade Andrews. Give it to me now."
Slowly her 7-year-old daughter pulled her hand into view. She was holding a copy of
Steven shuffled nervously and coughed and Jasons eyes bugged out of his head.
Jane however looked at her daughter quizzically. "I dont underst.... Oh my
God." Katies guilty face told her she was right.
"Erm. . I think the less said about this the better." Steve said quietly.
"Now, Katie, get dressed and take this money to the corner shop. Were out of
milk, and I need a coffee with breakfast."
"We dont need milk," Jane whispered in her husbands ears.
"I know, but it breaks up this awkward moment. Jason, finished what you were doing
here and then go and wait in your room until we call you down for breakfast.
The reflection that seemed to taunt him from the mirror looked all the sillier to Jason
as he stood dressed for the party. His mother tuggedthe skirt down over the mass of
petticoats and she even pulled up the little pair of white tights he was wearing.
"Very pretty." Jane smiled.
"All you need now is a purse, a hat and Jessicas present and we can
"I feel ridiculous." Jason protested.
"I know baby but you look adorable. Youll be the prettiest girl there."
Jane placed a little straw hat on his head and handed him a little pink purse that matched
the dress. "Ill get the present on the way out of the house. Come on princess,
well be late."
There were only two other boys at the party. Jessicas five-year old brother and a
friend of his, but they werent interested in a dumb girl in a stupid party dress. He
spent most of his time playing games like pass the parcel and pin the tale on the donkey
as well as a few girls games like hopscotch, skipping and jacks. He had too really; Jane
had threatened him with dire consequences if she got one bad report back from
The only thing that made it seem worth is was the little fact that Katie was at home
painting the house.
Not that the party was all bad. Jason had fun with some of the games, and the food was
great but he was one of the smallest kids at the party and he felt very vulnerable and
weak in some of the rougher games like musical chairs. He got some dirt on his dress when
he got pushed out of the way in that game. What really irritated him was the slap of his
pony tail on his face as he ran. "Ive got to get out of this body," he
grumbled to himself.
Jason was freezing when he entered his house. The sun had slipped below the horizon
about an hour before the party ended, and Jason shivered with a kind of cold he had never
felt before. It ate through the pink cardigan he wore, the dress, the slip and right
through his skin. He headed straight for the heater in the lounge room.
Jane smiled to herself. It was a bit cruel to send him out in such a lightweight dress
when she knew it would come in cold, but it was the only way hed wear the precious
pink cardigan with butterflies stitched to the pockets.
She placed the little bag of party favors Jason had been given by Jessica, and a piece
of cake Mrs. Sanders had sent home for "her son" on the kitchen table. "Hi
love," she said to her husband, giving him a long kiss. "How was your day?"
"She got the back of the house painted and is now asleep in front of the
"Good. Jason, go and have a wee but leave your tights and panties off, might as
well get you into the bath."
"Yes Mummy," He said quietly. This just couldnt get any worse, he
thought. It just couldnt.
"Good girl. You have school tomorrow."
Jason was wrong. It just got worse.
Jason stood naked in Katies bed room, waiting for his mother Jane to pick out his
clothes for the day. "Here you go young lady." Jane said as she passed him a
tiny pair of lavender colored panties. "Put them on."
Jason did so with a smile. He had a plan to get back to his normal body. It came to him
in the night while he lay there with his tiny hand on his new, empty crotch. The problem
as Jason saw it was he needed Katie onside to start his plan but she was enjoying it; the
little bitch was actually enjoying this. She liked being taller and stronger than he was,
and she liked the fact that he was now wearing her clothes. He had to convince her that
his life wasnt all beer and skittles but he had to do it in a way that wouldnt
leave long term damage. It would be easy to walk into his old school and tell everyone
there that Katie, in Jasons body did ballet. But then hed have to suffer the
ribbing from his mates when he got back to normal. It was the same deal with a plan he
devised to get his original friends on side by letting them in on the secret.
But now he knew how. He almost happily turned so his mum could do up the buttons on his
lacy little blouse. "Now for the dress," Jane said, unsure why Jason was
smiling. She hoped he wasnt actually enjoying this. She walked over to the bed and
lifted the Lilac colored jumper. "Youll look lovely in this. Wed better
hurry; youll be late for school."
A pair of ankle socks with lacy tops and black Mary Janes finished off the outfit and
Jason was led by the hand out of Katies room.
Katie walked around Jasons school feeling a little bit scared. It was so big
compared to her own school, and she felt a little lost. Sure she was a lot bigger than she
used to be, but she was just a little girl and didnt know how shed cope with
the rough and tumble of the day. The easiest way to survive the day was to follow
Jasons best Friend Eddy around. Eddy usually ignored her or teased her when he was
at her house but now she was Jason he was actually kind of fun. She giggled when she
looked at Jasons watch on her impossibly large wrist, Jason would be doing Phys. Ed.
soon. She wondered how hed like learning square dancing with that pain Philip
Jenkins. "I hope Philip still sweats a lot," she said to herself and then
followed Eddy into Math.
"You did what?" Allyson shrieked.
"Left them that way." Jane mumbled as she played with the mostly untouched
"If I didnt know Steve and his tinkering in the shed, Id never believe
you." Allyson said. "Now I know why youve been so strange this
"Yeah, sorry." Jane finished all she could have the salad and opened a bottle
of spring water as she, and her best friend Allyson sat in the park across from her
office. "I just dont know whether were doing the right thing."
"What does Steve say?"
"He cant see the harm. Its only for three weeks."
"Is it working?" Allyson asked, breaking open a bread roll.
"Well, Jason is behaving himself, and Katie is doing a lot of work around the
house Id never dream she could do, even in Jasons bigger stronger body."
Allyson thought about it for little while. "Three days isnt all that long
Jane. If I were you Id let it run its course, at least for another week. By that
time you will know a bit more about how its affecting them. If you want then, pull
the plug and let them get back to normal."
"I hope youre right." Jane nodded, not wholly convinced.
"Im sure I am. If it works out okay I might see Steve about doing the same
to my two. Kevin would look wonderful in some of Lisas clothes.
The two women broke out in peals of laughter at the thought of Kevin;
Allysons husband dressed in their five-year old daughters dresses.
Jason headed straight for the little girls room and washed his hands. That little
snot nosed kid hed been forced to dance with sweated like Jason couldnt
believe that and a penchant for pulling up girls dresses to expose their panties.
Jason had spent the whole class with one hand covered in sweat and the other desperately
trying to hold down his skirt.
He was just on the way out of the rest room when he realized he needed to pee again,
but the opportunity to put his plan into action interrupted his trek back to a cubicle. He
had to look twice to make sure she was who he thought she was. Amanda Kerrigan was taller
than he was now, same as everyone else, and Jason looked at the 9-year-old girl with a
little bit of fear.
He waited until Amanda had finished peeing and was washing her hands.
"Hi," he said, joining her at the sink.
"Hello." It was obvious to Jason that he was now too young even for a
nine-year old girl to take him seriously. Amanda barely glanced at him and then went back
to washing her hands.
"Isnt your brother Keg Kerrigan?" Jason tried again knowing full well
that she was indeed the younger sister of the toughest person in his old school.
"Ah ha, whats it got to do with you?"
"Oh nothing. Its just that my brother said he could beat up your
Amanda stopped washing her hands and now glared down at the little girl in the purple
dress. "What else did your brother say?"
"He said your brother was a wimp who had an ugly girlfriend. Oh yeah and the fact
that your brother kicks a football like a girl."
"Wait a minute," Amanda started. "I know you. Youre Katie Andrews.
Your Brother Jason is in some classes with Keg."
Jason knew all this, of course. Just as he knew Darryl Kerrigan was called Keg because
he was built like a beer barrel and that he was the biggest bully in Jasons high
school just up the road. "Well, Jason said Keg was only in his classes because the
teachers were too scared to keep him back. He said Keg was so dumb the only thing stopping
his head from caving in is the hot air between his ears."
"Wait til I tell Darryl this," Amanda smiled. "Hell murder
your brother." She stormed out of the toilets leaving Jason standing looking at
himself in the mirror.
"I hope so," he giggled and went into a cubicle and lifted his dress. He
could see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Jane sat waiting in the car. Jason was due out of school soon, and she wanted to make
sure he got to the next port of call on time. Turning as a bunch of little kids came
through the gate and headed for various cars and buses, Jane saw the petite frame of her
son, and the little dress he wore. "Over here Katie," she yelled.
"Hi mum, what are you doing here?"
"Taking you to ballet of course, honey. Its Monday after all. Ive got
your leotard, tights and tutu in the bag, youll have to get changed when we get
"I cant do ballet." Jason protested.
"You can, and you will. Unless youd rather be dropped off at the baby
"Ah ha," Jane grinned. "I rang Kelly Lesters mum and asked whether
Kelly could baby sit you this afternoon if I needed her."
Jason literally climbed into the car and shook his head. "Ballet sounds
good." Well, better than being baby-sat by a girl he has a crush on.
Jason was busily prancing around on stage when he saw his mum answer her mobile phone.
He was dressed as your typical ballerina; right down to the tutu and toe shoes and he
desperately tried to fit in and blend in with the 15 or so other little girls who danced
around him but he kept a close eye on his mother, who sat in the audience with other mums.
The color seemed to drain from Janes face as she listened to the call. She stood
up, grabbed her purse and carry bag containing her sons school clothes and walked to
the stage. "Excuse me Miss. Smith," she said to the young ballet teacher.
"Im afraid something has come up. Katie, we have to go."
Miss. Smith turned to look at Jason and then she shrugged. "See you on Wednesday
for tap dancing Katie."
Jason nodded and headed for the small changing room that led off the main hall.
"We dont have time to get changed sweetie," Jane told him.
"Youll just have to come dressed in your ballet costume."
"Where are going Mummy?"
"Your brother has been in a fight at school." His mum told him, automatically
taking his delicate hand in hers and walking towards the door.
"What a pity," Jason smiled.
"Dont look so smug young lady. That was the hospital on the phone; your
brother is in a coma."
Sitting on a toilet in the ladies bathroom at the local hospital Jason felt lower than
he ever had before, lower and smaller. He looked down upon his little body and saw his
leotard, tights and panties all gathered around his tiny ankles and then lifted his gaze
to his lap. The pair of puffy little lips that sat in the junction of his legs was the
reason he was forced to sit on the toilet now and Jason missed being able to stand, and
wiping sucked but his mother had insisted; saying he wouldnt like an infection down
there. Jason didnt even want a "down there" well at least not that one.
"You finished in there sweetie?" Jane asked from outside the stall.
"Almost," He replied, needing the time alone to think. It turned out that
Katie wasnt in a coma but had been knocked out. From what Jason had over heard of
the adults conversation, no one talked to him anymore apart from telling him what to
do, wear or how pretty he was, Katie had been pushed down some stairs by Keg Kerrigan and
had bad head injuries.
Reaching for some toilet paper Jason felt guilty. After all, he was the reason his
little sister was in hospital, it was he that had set it all up. He wiped his little
vagina and flushed the toilet and felt more guilty. He realized he was more anxious about
what his mother would do if she found out than he was about Katies health. Although
it was his body in the room attached to all the wires and machines Jason thought of it as
Katie and the thought scared him. If he saw his own body as his sister now then it was
obvious he would simply be seen as Katie until they could get back to normal. To everyone
but his mother and father Jason was now a 7-year-old girl. "Im ready
mummy," He said in his small voice. "Can you help me with my clothes
He reached up to open the door and Jane looked at her son with a worried look on her
face. He was so cute standing there struggling to get the tights back up but Jane was
feeling guilty. What had started as a little bizarre punishment had gone from bad to
worse. She now had a 12-year-old boy in a little girls body and her baby Katie was
lying in a hospital bed down the hall. She helped the small brunette put her ballet
clothes back on and led her by the hand out into the waiting room.
He awoke some time later curled up in his mothers arms. "What time is
it?" He asked as he stretched his tiny arms skyward in a large yawn.
"Almost 9 p.m. Baby." Jane replied, glad to be able to move her arm for the
first time in an hour.
"Hes gone to the bathroom honey. Were just waiting to see Katies
doctor, and then well get you home to your own bed."
Jason was satisfied with the answer and sat until his father got back and then he was
passed over to sit on his lap.
Not long after an old looking man in a white coat came into the waiting room. "Mr.
Andrews?" The man said with a somber look on his face.
Jasons father jumped a little. "Yes," was all he said.
"Im Doctor Adams, your sons doctor."
"Steven Andrews. This is my wife Jane."
Looking over at him she nodded a greeting and, Jason noticed, she look very worried.
"A waiting room isnt a the right place to discuss your sons health.
Perhaps my office might be best."
Jason, now standing next to his huge father, didnt see the nurse coming until she
was right next to him. "Hi Sweetie," The cute young nurse said, kneeling down so
she was looking him in the eyes. "My name is Kirsty, whats yours?"
"J..... uhm, just Katie."
"Not just, surely. Katie is a very pretty name, and you a pretty little
Getting littler as you speak, Jason thought. Well, feeling smaller anyway.
"Now," Kirsty continued talking to him in a strange voice many adults used
around him now. "Your mummy and daddy are just going to talk to the doctor, and I
will look after you. Would you like that?"
Jason would have loved to tell her what hed like, but a withering glance from his
mother told him to do it the nice way. "I want to stay with Mummy," he said,
sounding like a whiny little girl, which is pretty much what he was.
"No you dont theyre just going to talk about things you wouldnt
understand anyway. I know where theres a toy box, and I just happen to remember
seeing a ballerina doll in there thats dressed just like you."
"You go with Kirsty honey," Jane said, bending over to give him a kiss on the
cheek. "Play nicely now," She whispered.
"Damn it mum, thats my body in there," Jason replied at a similar
But Jane just stood and walked off with his father and the doctor.
Jason tried to play with the doll like Katie would have but his heart wasnt in
it. Hed never been one for dolls, or action toys as He-man, Skeletor and G.I. Joe
were called, he preferred a bit more rough and tumble like football or cricket or
"Whats the matter honey?" Kirsty the nurse asked. "Worried about
your big brother?"
"Yeah," he replied, well that and the fact that the next penis he had between
his legs might well be attached to some pimple faced guy who gives him his first taste of
Kirsty looked at her watch. "I guess its been a long day huh?"
"Ah ha," long and humiliating.
Just then the door opened, and Jane and Steven Andrews walked in. Jason was worried by
the look on their face, they looked almost guilty and that didnt augur well for him.
Jane scooped the little girl up and asked the nurse if he had behaved himself. "Sure,
she was a perfect angel," Kirsty replied pinching Jasons cheeks. "You
cheer up now ok Katie? Your brother will be ok; it will just take time."
"Time to get you home to bed Miss." Steve yawned. "Thanks for baby
"No problems," Kirsty replied with a smile. "Its a busy night, and
I was glad of the distraction."