Sean watched the gorgeous redhead in the cheerleader uniform intently.
Heather Hodson, one of the prettiest, and most popular girls in school, was
the center of his attention, and at the moment, his daydreams. Sean licked
his lips, barely able to take his eyes off of her. She was a frequent guest
in his wet dreams, as well as in nearly every other male's in that college.

Forcing himself to take a deep breath, Sean stood up, carefully tossing his
backpack over his shoulder and started towards her. It had taken all of his
effort, but he'd finally gathered up the nerve to ask her out on a date.
She'd broke up with her boyfriend Todd the day before, and now she was free.
Now he finally had his chance, without having to worry about that big jock
bashing his face in.

He slowly made his way towards her, feeling incredibly nervous as he did so.
For once, Heather wasn't surrounded by all her other popular friends. She was
alone, or nearly so which helped Sean gather the confidence to approach her.
Finally Sean stopped next to her, feeling extremely nervous. "Ahem," he
coughed to get her attention.

"Yeah?" Heather asked, turning to look at him. At first a look of slight
surprise lit her features, then a look of disinterest, perhaps even tinged
with disappointment or disgust. "What do you want?" she asked, barely keeping
the rude tone in check.

"I...I, mean..." Sean started to stammer.

Heather just snorted, then here eyes widened and a smile formed on her face.
"Oh, Brad!" she exclaimed, looking right past Sean.

Sean's head snapped around and he saw the tall muscular young man that
Heather was talking to. Brad Cummings, one of the star players on the school
football team. Sean started to say something, but it was obvious that Heather
had completely forgotten about him. Her eyes were on Brad, and the excited
look in them left no doubt what she was thinking about.

Brad and Heather quickly started talking, ignoring Sean except for the almost
offhand nudge that Brad gave him, knocking him back and out of the way while
they started to walk away. Sean just stared open mouthed as they left hand in
hand.

"Damn!" he exclaimed. "It's just not fair." Furiously, Sean watched after
them, thinking that it just wasn't fair. He wasn't bad looking. Sure, he
wasn't very muscular or really handsome, but he didn't think that he was
ugly. Perhaps just a little bit overweight, and the slight acne scars on his
face didn't help much, but he wasn't a Quasimodo by any means.

Sean just shook his head and turned away in disgust. "You should know by
now," he muttered. It was always the handsome guys like Todd and Brad that
got the good looking girls. They never bothered to give him a second look,
and usually not even a first one. "I wish I had muscles like that," he
mumbled to himself. Then with a loud snort, he added, "And if wishes were
horses..."

After a moment, Sean shifted the weight of his backpack to the other shoulder
and started back towards his dorm room. Then when he was halfway there, he
remembered that his annoying roommate George would be there. Sean groaned at
the thought of spending any more time with George than absolutely necessary,
and decided that he didn't want to go back just yet. Certainly not to let
George know about his humiliation after he'd bragged that he was going to ask
Heather out, and he'd laughed in Sean's face. No, he definitely didn't want
to face George's "I told you so's."

Since Sean didn't have anything else to do, he thought that maybe it would be
a good idea to just walk around and kill some time. And the Mall seemed like
the best place to do that. So, shifting the weight of his backpack once more,
Sean changed direction and started walking towards his new goal.

Once Sean was at the mall, he followed his plan and walked about aimlessly,
occasionally looking into the stores, but not planning on buying anything. As
he stood at one store, he saw a woman standing there, her hands holding bags
that were filled to overflowing, and she still looked as if she was going to
buy more stuff. When he noticed the shiny bracelet on her wrist, which was
obvious extremely expensive, as were her clothes, Sean sighed.

"She's got it so easy," he muttered, "being rich must be so cool." Then
giving her a look of disgust, Sean turned and continued his walking.

Almost without even being aware of it, Sean found himself turning into a
store and walking in. He'd randomly stepped into several stores earlier and
thought nothing of it, until he heard a faint tinkle above his head as he
went in. Sean glanced up at the bell that had made the sound, thinking that
it was kind of strange for any stores in the mall to have something like
that. Then with a quick look behind him, he added, "Or a wooden door for that
matter," without realizing that he'd spoken aloud.

Sean started to look around the store, noticing racks and shelves full of
various odds and ends, scattered all over the place. There were costumes in
the corner, a grandfather clock against the wall, video's against one place
on the wall, while toys occupied another.

"Interesting," he mused to himself as he continued to scan the unfamiliar
store.

Suddenly a voice interrupted Sean's thoughts. "May I help you?"

The voice from behind nearly made Sean jump, and when he turned around to see
that it was an old man in a bathrobe that had spoken, he flushed with
embarrassment.

"Sorry to have startled you, Sean," the Old Man chuckled.

"S'all right," Sean gave a nervous grin, not noticing that the Old Man had
called him by name. "I just didn't see you."

"It happens all the time," the Old Man told Sean. "Now then, are you
interested in something in particular?"

"Um...not really," Sean frowned. "I just came in here to look around. I don't
think I've been in here before. Are you guys new?"

The Old Man smiled, and answered cryptically, "New is a relative term, isn't
it?" Sean just nodded absently, almost not hearing the Old Man when he said,
"Come over here for a moment."

Sean watched the Old Man move behind the counter, and went over there,
curious as to what the Old Man wanted. "Now then," the Old Man told Sean, "I
can see that you aren't satisfied with things as they are." He frowned
slightly, but kept his eyes on Sean. Sean shuddered at the eyes that seemed
to look straight through to his soul. "You are often envious of others."

"How do you...what are you...?" Sean started to ask, not sure exactly what
question it was that he was asking. But the Old Man was beginning to spook
him. The thought of leaving the store as quickly as he could entered his
mind, but for some reason, he didn't act upon it. Instead, he just looked
back at the eccentric stranger curiously.

"I believe that I have just the thing for you," the Old Man said with a
smile. "Wait just a minute." Then the Old Man bent over behind the counter,
digging for something before coming back up with that something in his hand.
The Old Man gently set a package down in front of Sean, then giving Sean a
serious look, he started to unwrap the paper.

"What's this?" Sean asked when the Old Man had unfolded all the paper, only
to reveal some sort of necklace inside. Sean bent over and looked at it
curiously. There was a small bronze looking medallion, shaped in the face of
a woman, and with small green gems in the eyes. All in all, the face looked
sort of pretty, but in a cold, almost cruel way. "Looks kind of expensive."

"This is an envy charm," the Old Man told Sean, a serious look on his face.
"It is a powerful magical item, that can solve all of your problems."

"Magical?" Sean laughed out loud. "Sorry, but I don't believe in magic."

"That's too bad, then." The Old Man gave an exaggerated sigh of
disappointment, "But if you don't want to take a small risk in order to
fulfill your dreams, it's no hair off of my head." Then the Old Man started
to carefully wrap the envy charm up in the paper wrapping again.

Sean just stared at it, barely able to take his eyes off. Somehow, he
wondered if maybe he wasn't wrong. The charm's eyes almost seemed to glow
with an inner light. Then he gasped out, "Wait!" He gulped nervously, "What
exactly does it do?"

The Old Man smiled faintly, then once again unwrapped the medallion. He
carefully picked it up by the thin gold chain, and held it out for Sean to
inspect. "It senses whenever you feel envious, and fixes things so that you
no longer need to."

For a moment, Sean just stared, then broke his eyes away, feeling rather
foolish for even considering that this stupid thing might be magical. A part
of him was screaming to stop wasting his time and leave, but another part
asked, "What if it is real?" Finally, his reason gave way, and Sean asked,
"How much does it cost?" Then with a nervous smile, he added, "My soul?"

The Old Man laughed loudly. "No, my dear boy. Nothing like that. I'm only
charging $14.99 for this item"

"That sounds pretty cheap for what you say this can do," Sean said
skeptically. "I mean, if it can really do all that..." But at the same time,
he was also relieved since he didn't have very much money on him.

With a sigh, the Old Man sadly said, "Well, there is one small problem."
Sean's ears instantly picked up at that. "Once activated, it only works for
24 hours. That's why I'm selling it for such a low cost."

Sean sighed. "You mean that after a day, everything would go back to the way
it was?" he snorted. "That doesn't sound very good."

"Oh, no. You misunderstand," the Old Man told Sean assuredly, "it just won't
change anything more after that period."

For a moment, Sean continued to watch the medallion, spinning almost
hypnotically as it hung from the Old Man's fingers. Did he really want to
spend his money on something that was likely to be a fake? He knew that he'd
feel like an idiot if it didn't work, but an even greater one if he didn't at
least try. "All right," Sean croaked out, "I'll buy it."

The Old Man smiled, as if to say, "I knew you would," though he didn't say
anything except, "You won't be disappointed."

Several minutes later, Sean had left the store. When he turned around to look
at the store's name, he was startled to see that it was no longer there. The
wooden door that he'd just gone through was replaced by the glass display
window of a shoe store. His eyes widened slightly, and he whispered, "Magic."

No longer having any doubts, Sean almost tore open the wrapping on the charm,
then slipped it around his neck. As it settled against his skin, Sean felt a
faint tingle from it. 'Cool,' he thought, wondering just how it would work.
Or when it would work, since nothing seemed to be happening yet.

Shrugging, Sean decided that it would work sooner or later. After all, hadn't
the Old Man said that it worked with envy? Then, shifting his back pack's
position again, Sean started walking towards the mall exit, with a smile on
his lips. He couldn't wait to get back to campus and see if he could get the
charm to work.

However, Sean soon found that he didn't need to wait. Just as he was leaving
the mall, he nearly bumped into a man who was coming in. Another college
student, Sean guessed from his age and clothes. But what caught Sean's eyes
was that the other man was taller than him, and he had to look up a little
bit to smile in embarrassment. Almost immediately, he wished that he was
taller so that he wouldn't feel so short.

Suddenly Sean felt a tingle run through his body, centering on his chest. He
gasped as he slowly started stretching upward, growing from his height of 5
foot 9. The no smoking sign on the glass doors to the mall seemed to move
downward to him.

Then it stopped, and Sean looked down in awe and amazement. It had worked.
He'd grown taller, just like that. And even his clothes had changed to fit
his new height. Then Sean looked over at the other college student, who'd
already passed him and went inside. Sean was startled to see that the guy
looked a lot shorter than before, in fact, he looked to be the same size as
Sean, if not actually just a little smaller.

Sean stared for a moment, then looked down at himself again, and at the
ground, which was just a little farther away than he was used to. "Wow!" he
whispered, guessing himself to be at least 6 foot 3. "This is amazing!" He
grasped hold of the medallion in his hand and stared at it appreciatively.
"This is fucking awesome!"

Grinning proudly to himself, Sean carefully slipped the medallion down the
front of his shirt so that it wouldn't be seen, then took one more look at
himself. "Fucking amazing!" he said, shaking his head. Sean was still
grinning to himself as he started back to the campus.

--------------------

As Sean walked across the campus, still undecided as to his destination, he
kept looking around to see if anyone would notice his new height. However, no
one gave him a second look, even the people that he went to class with. He
thought that was rather strange, figuring that someone should have noticed,
but didn't worry much about it.

Without being aware of it, Sean had moved towards the football field,
stopping only to admire the cheerleaders as they did their practice. He
sighed, and smiled at just how beautiful Heather was.

Then Sean's attention drifted over to the football players who were showing
off for the cheerleaders. Heather's new boyfriend Brad was among them, as was
her old boyfriend, Todd, both of whom were with a bunch of their team mates,
surrounding another one who was on a weight bench, bench pressing an
impressive amount. Even from where he was at, Sean saw that it was a lot of
weight, and couldn't help but whistle, impressed at the man's strength.

Sean didn't even notice the tingle from his chest at first, not until it
spread throughout his entire body. His muscles started to burn, feeling
almost like they were on fire. He gasped aloud at the pain, which only seemed
to increase, though only for a moment. Just as suddenly as the pain had
appeared, it vanished, leaving behind only a dull ache. Sean's muscles felt
super charged, and he could feel them all starting to bulge out and swell.
His clothes got tighter and tighter on him, then they started to expand as
well, once again matching the new size of his body.

"Oh my God!" Sean whispered, as he looked down at himself. He was huge. His
chest stuck out, thick with muscle. He experimented, flexing his arm, only to
see a softball sized bicep bulging out. Every muscle in his body bulged out,
and after just a quick glance, Sean knew without a doubt that he looked like
a body builder. And a big one at that. 'I feel fantastic,' he thought
excitedly. It was true. He felt incredible, stronger and more alive than he'd
ever felt in his life, or even imagined feeling. "I LOVE IT!" he exclaimed,
almost shouting, not caring if anyone heard him.

He was still admiring himself several minutes later when someone he
recognized from one of his classes, another social outcast, walked by
nervously giving him a look. "Hi Sean," the other boy said nervously.

"Hi," Sean answered back, seeing that the other boy wasn't looking at him
much, but instead at the cheerleaders and the football players. After a
minute, the other boy turned around, frowning. "I don't know why you don't
join the team," he said to Sean, "I mean, as big as you are, they'd kill to
have you."

Sean thought about it, beginning to smile faintly. "That's not too bad an
idea," he mused aloud. He could just imagine himself as a football player,
even though he'd never played before and had no interest in the sport. But,
it would be his ticket to popularity, and more importantly...girls.
Especially Heather. "Not a bad idea at all."

Still thinking about this, Sean turned and left the football field. There'd
be time to talk to Heather when practice was over, but for now, Sean grinned
to himself, deciding that he just had to try out his new muscles. He was
still grinning as he went in search of something to try them out on.

Once again, Sean found that no one seemed to find anything odd about his new
body. People that he'd gone to class with, and even been good friends with,
didn't think that there was anything different aboutit. However, Sean also
found that people seemed a lot more intimidated by him. As he walked down the
sidewalks, people stepped out of his way with a look of nervousness or fear.
And everyone was so polite to him, that he just smiled, loving every minute
of it.

"This just keeps getting better and better," he thought aloud, taking a quick
peek at the medallion and grinning broadly. "Who knows what else I can do
with this?" The idea of finding out excited him even more.

For the next hour, Sean reveled in his newfound strength and the respect that
came with it. He even found that it was fun to purposely scare some of the
guys that were smaller than him, pretending that he was angry with them and
watching them run away in terror. Finally though, he began to get bored with
his new sport, and found a comfortable bench in the courtyard and sat down,
watching the people as they passed around him.

After awhile, Sean saw someone that he'd been waiting for. A smile curled on
his lips as he noticed Edmond Preston the third, who was well known to come
from a very wealthy family. A fact which he loved to show off with his fancy
clothes, expensive car, and of course, his bragging. All of that meant
nothing to Sean as he chuckled to himself, feeling the familiar tingle wash
over his body, though not nearly as strongly as before. In fact, this time it
seemed to be mostly around the medallion.

Once the tingling had passed, Sean immediately reached for his wallet. What
he found inside pleased him greatly, though it didn't come as any surprise.
His wallet, usually empty, especially since he'd spent almost everything he'd
had left on the medallion, was now full. Full of hundred dollar bills,
fifties and even a couple twenties. Credit cards were also very noticeable in
the slots that were normally empty.

Sean laughed to himself, fighting the urge to get up and dance around,
yelling, "I'm rich, I'm rich!" And if he was right about everything else he'd
seen from the medallion, he was probably even richer than Edmond. That idea
just made him laugh even more, glad that he'd taken the risk in buying the
medallion. Even if it only lasted for 24 hours, it was still the best
purchase that he'd ever made.

Leaning back on the bench, Sean continued to watch the other people, students
and teachers, passing him by, and feeling smug as he did so. He was big,
strong and rich. Now, he decided, he should be able to get anything that he
wanted, anything at all. And at the thought of Heather, he licked his lips in
anticipation.

It didn't take much longer before Sean spotted Heather, walking across the
courtyard and still dressed in her cheerleader uniform. He smiled to himself,
then got up and started walking over to her. When he was next to her, he felt
nervous for a moment, but quickly covered it up. "Hello," Sean said.

Heather's head snapped around and she looked at him in surprise, though he
was also slightly pleased to notice the nervousness in her eyes as she looked
up at him. For once, he was the one that made her nervous, and he loved it.

"I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me tonight?" Sean asked
hopefully, trying to keep his own nervousness out of his voice.

For a moment Heather just looked at him in disbelief, then she shocked Sean
by sneering, "Get real!" She snapped, "I've already got a boyfriend." Then
before Sean could say anything further, she spun around and stormed away from
Sean, a look of disgust still on her face.

"I can't believe it!" he gasped, trying to keep from crying. Then he noticed
Heather meeting up with Brad on the other side of the courtyard, and kissing
him. A cold rage filled Sean, and he asked himself, "What does he have that I
don't?"

Then it came to him. All the girls said that Brad was handsome, while he knew
that he was only average. Once again Sean's heart filled with envy, wishing
that he was the one that was handsome. That he was the one the girls liked.
And once again, the tingle came over Sean, ticking his skin for a moment
before it faded. He didn't have to look to know that now he was handsome. But
still, as he watched Brad and Heather, it just wasn't enough.

"It's not fair," Sean said, unable to take his eyes off of them. "If she were
my girl..." And before he'd realized it, Sean was once again feeling a
tingling from the medallion. It stopped, and he looked around, feeling
slightly confused. Nothing seemed to have changed. Nothing at all.

For a moment, Sean frowned, trying to figure out the latest change, if there
even was one, but nothing showed itself. Then suddenly he felt someone grab
him from behind. Startled, Sean spun around to confront his attacker, but he
stopped and stared in shock to see that it was Heather, with a smile on her
face.

"Come on, handsome," Heather said sexily, "surely you haven't forgotten about
our date tonight."

Sean just stared in amazement. "Of course not," he managed to get out.

"Good," Heather told him, then hugged him tightly. "Now give me a kiss, you
big lug." Sean smiled, and didn't hesitate to accommodate her request. It was
everything he'd dreamt of, sending a hot charge straight through his body and
to his groin.

"Wow!" he managed to whisper when they broke apart. "Now let's go on that
date!"

-------------------

Sean was barely able to contain himself, and wait for Heather to finish
getting changed. But once she had, he whistled in appreciation, more than
glad that he had. She was gorgeous, dressed in a lovely green dress that
definitely showed her figure to its best advantage.

Their dinner went fantasticly, but once they arrived at the dance club, Sean
became nervous since he didn't know how to dance. At least not until he
watched some other men who could, and got very jealous of their ability.

After they were finally done, Sean and Heather giggled happily as they made
their way back to campus, and to Heather's dorm room. They kisses
passionately, and fumbled with each other's clothes, before eventually
getting onto the bed and beginning the real fun.

The lovemaking was fantastic, and with careful manipulation with his tongue,
Sean was able to make Heather cum, bringing her to orgasm, and then another
one. He smiled at her screams of pleasure, then turned his attention to
satisfying himself. With lusty enthusiasm he entered her, and pounded away
until he finally exploded into an orgasm as well. Finally, feeling completely
exhausted, Sean collapsed onto the bed and drifted off to sleep. His last
nearly incoherent thought before sleep claimed him was just how lucky girls
were to have multiple orgasms.
 

When Sean woke up, he groggily opened his eyes, and was startled to see
Heather next to him. Then a smile came to his face as he remembered the
events of the day before, realizing that they weren't a dream.

Heather's eyes opened and they stared at each other for a moment, before
Heather said, "Good morning, Shawna. Did you have as good a time as I did?"

"Shawna?" Sean thought groggily as he sat up. "It was great!" he told
Heather, just before noticing that his voice hadn't sounded right. Sean just
shook it off, and slowly climbed out of bed and blew Heather a kiss, then
started towards the bathroom that she shared with her neighbor.

Sean stood in front of the toilet, about to take his morning piss, but when
he reached down, he couldn't find his penis. "What...?" he mumbled in
confusion, then looked down. The sight that met his eyes was enough to
instantly wake Sean up. "What the hell?" Sean stared at his smooth crotch,
seeing absolutely no sign of his penis or testicles. "Oh shit!" he whispered,
noticing the small bulges on his chest as well. And not the bulges of muscle
that he'd gone to bed with either.

In shock, Sean moved over and started at himself in the mirror. What was
reflected back was the image of a woman. A big, stocky and somewhat masculine
looking woman, but definitely a woman. "Shit," was all that he could think to
say.

Sean gulped, then grabbed the medallion that was still around his neck.
Though he didn't remember what he'd done or thought to have caused his latest
change, he didn't doubt that he had. That somehow the medallion had turned
him into a woman. For a minute, he just glanced between the magic charm, his
body, and his reflection, trying to absorb what had happened.

Finally, Sean let loose of the medallion and sighed. "I guess it's not too
bad," he decided. "And I still have plenty of time to change back." He smiled
faintly, knowing that it wouldn't be very difficult for him to change back to
male. "But in the meantime..." he mused, the smile becoming more pronounced,
"I guess this is a once in a lifetime opportunity." Sean chuckled to himself,
then hurried back out to the bedroom.

"Oh, honey," Sean cooed to Heather, "let's have a repeat of last night, shall
we?"

Heather giggled, "No problem, lover. Come over here." Without any hesitation,
Sean jumped onto the bed and went to work on the lovely cheerleader,
determined to make the best of his situation while it lasted.

--------------------

Sean felt somewhat embarrassed as he sat in class, dressed in pants and a
shirt, but still noticeably female. But once again, nobody around him seemed
to notice anything unusual. And in fact, everyone seemed to remember Shawna
instead of Sean, which made him feel a little better, but not too much.

As Sean sat in class, he couldn't really pay much attention to the professor.
Instead, his mind kept going back to the night before, and to that morning.
The two best experiences of his life. And when he was sure no one was
looking, he couldn't resist absently rubbing his chest, or more precisely,
his nipples which had become just a little larger and more sensitive than
when he'd woken up, thanks to his having noticed just how much Heather liked
having hers played with.

But in spite of his distraction, Sean managed to make it through most of the
class, even if it seemed to take much longer than normal. He glanced down at
his watch, which had magically changed into a girl's watch over night, and
saw that he still had several hours to go until the 24 hour limit was up. He
smiled faintly at that, deciding that he'd have to get himself changed back
to male pretty soon.

Finally the class was about over, and Sean stretched his legs, more than
ready to leave it. "All right then, everybody," the professor called out,
"you all have your homework assignments, and I expect them to be done before
class tomorrow." He gave everyone a stern look.

Sean stood up, relieved to be getting out of there, but then he noticed
something. One of the girls in the class, a short and extremely attractive
blonde, was standing in front of the professor and talking to him. But the
way she was batting her eyes and looking at the professor, Sean immediately
knew that she was communicating more than just about the class.

'It's not fair," he groaned to himself, thinking that after all the hard work
he put into earning his grades, all those pretty girls had to do was smile
and bat their eyes, and the teachers would just give them good grades. Sean
grimaced, not noticing the tingle that had spread over his body until it was
too late.

Sean felt himself slowly shrinking, getting shorter. It was just like the day
before, but only in reverse. He grimaced at the thought, especially as he
felt his hair starting to grow longer as well, and other changes filling out
around his body. After a moment, it had stopped. Sean looked down at himself
and saw that he was no longer a big, stocky and masculine looking girl. Not
in the least. Now he guessed himself to be back to his original height, if
not just a little shorter, a lot thinner, and definitely more feminine
looking.

"Just great," he muttered, disgusted at himself and knowing that he was now
one of the pretty girls that was perfectly capable of throwing a few winks
and flirting to get what she wanted. If he was willing to do such a thing
though, which Sean was most definitely not. "I've got to get back to normal
soon," he told himself. But in spite of that, he couldn't help but wondering
just how different it would be to be a pretty girl. "Just a little longer,"
he told himself quietly.

Sean quickly left the classroom, hoping to find Heather and see how she
reacted to the new him. He knew that she wouldn't notice anything different,
but he couldn't help wondering. Slowly he made his way across the campus
courtyard, trying to ignore all the whistles and admiring glances that
followed him. It was so strange and unfamiliar to him, but Sean decided that
it wasn't really that bad. At least not getting all that attention. After
being ignored for so long, and being a nobody, it was actually kind of
refreshing.

Deciding to wait for Heather, Sean sat down on a bench, and watched the other
people passing through the courtyard. He smiled at the admiring looks that
people gave him, but reminded himself that in just a little while, he'd be
back to getting the looks of respect and fear he'd started to enjoy the day
before. That thought also made him smile.

After sitting on the bench for awhile, Sean glanced down at his watch again,
beginning to wonder if he should actually go looking for Heather. That
thought was very tempting, but for the moment, he decided to stay where he
was and continue enjoying all the attention that people were giving him.

Trying to get comfortable on the bench again, Sean looked down at the ground,
only to notice something that startled him. He was wearing high heels, and
hadn't even noticed it until then. Shocked, he just stared at his feet,
realizing that the last time he'd changed, the medallion had fixed his
clothes to make them attractive, a little more than he'd realized. And it had
obviously done something else to him, or he was sure that he wouldn't have
missed noticing those. Shaking his head slightly, Sean wondered just what
else the medallion had done in that last change.

"Don't worry about it," he told himself. "It'll all go away when you change
back." He reached down and felt the medallion which lay comfortably between
his small breasts.

For several minutes, Sean stayed where he was, still watching people pass,
and trying not to think or worry about what the medallion had done. After
all, he knew that he could get rid of the changes as easily as he'd gained
them. Instead, he tried to focus on smiling at people, and enjoying their
looks.

Then he noticed someone else come into view. A rather attractive girl, but
with very noticeable breasts through her shirt walked right past Sean, and he
couldn't notice that not only had he been staring at her with lust, but so
had every other guy in sight. For some reason he didn't understand, he
frowned. He was better looking than her, but she was getting all the
attention, just because she had bigger breasts.

Before the thought had even finished, Sean felt the tingle, this time
focusing on his own breasts. Sean's eyes snapped away from that girl, and
down to his own chest. In front of his very eyes, he could see his breasts
swelling out, slowly growing more and more. His shirt was even growing with
them, which almost disappointed him as the sight of them growing and
stretching the fabric had started to make him horny. Then finally the growth
stopped, and Sean stared in amazement at a pair of breasts that he knew had
to be at least a DD, possibly even bigger.

"Wow!" he whispered, "I can't wait to show Heather!" He chuckled at the
thought that he now had bigger tits than her, but that didn't matter too
much. Then almost as if on cue, Heather appeared in the courtyard and was
walking towards him, a smile on her face. Sean smiled back, absently noticing
that people were still watching Heather. But then again, she was a very
popular girl. Again Sean felt a little jealous of her popularity, only to
smile faintly at the tingle that passed through him. "Interesting," he
couldn't help but musing.

After Heather had come over, Sean gave her a hug, and they started to walk
together. Sean was startled again at just how much things had changed. Where
several minutes before, people had been staring at him with lust in their
eyes, now people he didn't even know where call out to him, and saying hi.
They were even calling him by name, albeit Shawna's name.

Then to surprise Sean further, Brad had come up next to him. "Hi, Shawna," he
said politely, almost ignoring Heather, "I was wondering if you'd like to go
out with me tomorrow night?"

Sean gasped, and stared at Brad in surprise. After getting hold of himself,
he realized that this was just one of those popularity things. Brad, and all
those other guys were after him because he was popular, though with a quick
glance down, he knew that they were after him for his body as well. With a
faint smile, he wondered if maybe he could somehow use the medallion to give
it to Brad. But he sighed, not seeing a way to do so.

"Sorry," Sean told Brad, "but I've already got plans."

"Doing what?" Brad asked, sounding just a little cocky. Sean saw that he
didn't plan to take "No" very easily. Giving the football player, who now
towered over him, a sexy smile, Sean said, "Washing my hair." Then with
Heather giggling, and Brad standing there with his mouth open in shock, Sean
hurried away, practically dragging Heather.

When they were far enough away, Heather asked between giggles, "Why did you
do that?"

Sean grinned back, feeling proud of himself for some reason. "He's a jerk."

"Yeah, but he's a cute jerk," and Heather started giggling again. After a few
more minutes, she finally calmed down enough and pointed out, "And he's got a
lot of money, but I guess that doesn't matter to you. You're even richer."

Sean's eyes widened at the reminder of his wealth. He felt stupid for
forgetting that he was now rich, especially since his watch's latest
incarnation was studded with diamonds. "Let's just get something to eat," he
suggested, trying to change the topic. Heather nodded agreement, and they
were soon on their way to the local Burger King.

Once at the restaurant, they were waiting in line, when another girl that
Sean had seen around campus came up to Heather and started chatting. He
smiled and pretended to be interested as she started giving all the latest
gossip, though he did find some of it to be quite interesting. Especially the
rumor that Brad had embarrassed himself badly while...performing for some
girl.

Finally the girl, whose name Sean learned was Theresa, whispered to Heather,
"And I've just found out I'm pregnant."

"Really?" Heather gasped, then her eyes widened. "Who...?"

Theresa shrugged, "Tony Randal...I think." She looked embarrassed.

"Are you going to...keep it?" Heather asked. Sean just watched Theresa,
noticing how red her cheeks were and how happy she seemed. It didn't really
make sense to him since he figured that she'd be upset at being unmarried and
pregnant.

"Oh, definitely," Theresa said firmly. "I'm really looking forward to it. I
mean, actually having someone growing inside of me...creating life..." she
looked excited, "it's great!"

As Sean listened to Theresa talk, he smiled. She seemed so happy. Sean
nodded, listening intently to the excited pregnant woman. He was so intent on
her, that he forgot what time it was, and his last thought before the
medallion went dead was, 'Boy, she's really lucky.'

After an almost immediate tingling, Sean felt the medallion go extremely cold
against his chest. Then a moment later, the weight had completely vanished.
Sean ignored the strange looks that Theresa and Heather were giving him as he
grasped at it, but his hands found that the envy charm was no longer cradled
between his breasts.

Then with a horrible sinking feeling, he remembered just what his last
thoughts had been, and uncomfortably lowered a hand to his own belly. He
wasn't sure, but thought that maybe, just maybe, his belly was just a little
bit bigger than before. Then he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination,
but he thought he felt a faint kick.

Elsewhere, the Old Man chuckled to himself as he readied things for his next
customer. He gently set a package down in front of him and unwrapped it,
revealing a golden medallion within. Turning to the large wolf that was lying
on the floor next to him, he grinned and mused, "The green eyed monster has
struck again." Then he added, "Now to see who deserves to learn a lesson from
the lust charm." He eyed the new medallion in front of him and started
laughing once more.

THE END

The waking world is but a dream