I just shrugged in response.
"Okay I remember now, I overslept and I missed stopping them from putting you into a girl's body and not a boy's. So that was the first mistake."
I snapped my head in his direction so fast I was surprised my neck didn't pop. "Did you just say I was supposed to be a boy?" I swear this started sounding crazier and crazier.
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"Yes. You should have been a boy, but by the time I got to the birthing office, what was done was done and your parents had you, a girl."
"Let me get this straight. I was supposed to be a boy, not a girl?" If this were true, it would explain a whole hell of a lot of shit.
"Yes, you being a girl happened to be a glitch in paperwork. So after that small mistake, the boss man made me stay with you until the opportunity came up to fix it."
Ross smiled as if this was wonderful news. "So with your untimely death and all, I can fix this mess. Isn't that great?"
"Great? You think fucking up on something as big as that is okay? I should have been a boy and lived a boy's life, but I'm a girl and lived a girl's life."
All my life something always felt off. When I was little, I acted and dressed like a boy and my parents said it was just my tomboy phase. Every night before bed, I would pray that I would wake up as a boy. I imagine not many little girls did that. Even at a young age, I knew my inner wiring was wrong.
I loved my parents but I knew they would never
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muscular arms and legs. The tight flat chest riddled with rock hard abs. The straight chiseled jaw line, not this heart shaped face I had been cursed with.
I read an article once that said amputees would have phantom sensations in the limb that had been removed.
They knew part of their body was gone but they could still sense it. That was how I felt. There were times I felt like I had a penis. When I would be kissing another boy, I could sense it fill and lengthen but as soon as I noticed it, the feeling would disappear. It was extremely frustrating and depressing. I felt like I was being held under water, unable to break free from my own body.
Eventually I found the courage to talk to my parents about all these weird feelings I had inside of me because I needed help. That maybe if I talked to someone they could help me better understand what was going on. However, before I got the chance, my parents died. Any thoughts of exploring my strong feelings of wanting to be a man died with them. I decided it was time to grow up. My childish wants and desires were just that—wants.
"Don't say that. Those things you felt were real, not just wants. Don't discredit how you felt just because you didn't understand."
"It doesn't matter anymore. I'm dead and there's no changing that. Maybe in my next life you'll get it right and 9
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I'll finally get to be a man." I huffed out as I lay back against the bed.
"Technically, yes, you're dead. But I can fix that." I watched as Ross got up to pace the room.
"And how do you plan on fixing this, Ross?" This had to be good. "I'm a twenty-five year old woman. Don't see me growing a penis and becoming a man anytime soon.
Plus the whole dead thing kind of throws a monkey wrench into all this."
"That's where you're wrong, sister. I have every intention of turning you into a man and don't worry about the dead thing because I'm sending you back to Earth."
Ross waved a hand in the air as if this whole mess wasn't a big deal.
"Why bother? If I'm already dead, why go through all the trouble?"
"Well, it wasn't your time to die. You chose to take that earlier flight and you weren't supposed to. So it's kind of your own fault you're dead."
"Really? You're going to blame me for this?" I clenched my fist so tight I could feel my nails biting into my palms.
"Hey, this wasn't entirely my fault, you know. If you hadn't been in such a big hurry to get home, you would still be in the Land of the Living."
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He was right. If I'd waited for my original flight, I'd be at home now with Shawn and Serena. But no, I had to get home so I could sleep in my own bed. My reasons for catching the earlier flight seemed so petty now. My eyes welled with tears. I couldn't help but be an emotional wreck and sob all over myself. I missed them both so much.
"Now, now, Marie, stop the waterworks. I said we could fix this fiasco. Because if we don't, sweetheart, not only will you suffer, but so will Shawn and I. So let's get our game plan going."
"How will you and Shawn suffer?"
Ross's voice got serious as he leveled me with his stare. "Everyone has a path in life to follow, so to speak, and there are people we are supposed to meet along the way. In your case, you were supposed to meet Shawn. Your lives were meant to be intertwined. While you were alive and a woman, you guys couldn't be together romantically, but just being friends was enough. Now you're dead, he's destined to be alone for the rest of his life and he will eventually die of a broken heart."
"Oh my God! Are you serious? Because of your mistake my friend will die of a broken heart?" This had just gone from bad to worse and there was nothing I could do.
My hands were figuratively tied. Being dead left a person powerless.
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"Yes, I'm very serious. This little error has created a ripple in not only your life but his and inadvertently mine as well."
I tucked my hair behind my ears, doing my best to focus. "Okay, I get Shawn's dilemma but I don't understand how this affects you." He was an angel. Wasn't his boss all forgiving?
"He is." I shot a look at Ross for invading my thoughts again. "Sorry about that, hard habit to break. Yes, my boss is forgiving but you weren't my only mistake. I affected Shawn's life as well, and that is just unacceptable.
My punishment, if I can't fix this mess I made, will be to lose my wings and never be allowed back into Heaven."
A low whistle escaped my lips. Talk about pressure.
With so much at risk how could I not agree to help? "Okay, what's the plan, Ross? How can we fix this?"
Ross's smile returned. "I'm going to send you back as the man you were meant to be. Give you the body that should have been yours."
A spark of excitement and hope started to grow
inside me at the prospect of a second chance at life, the way it should have been. "Okay. So what happens after you send me back in my rightful body? What am I supposed to do then?"
"We need you to get Shawn to fall in love with you.
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It's the only way I can make up for my mistakes. He has to find his happiness with his originally fated soul mate."
Ross pointed his finger at me. "You."
Talk about hitting the lottery of life in a weird way, if not for the whole living a lie because angel dude here overslept and me being dead. I always wanted Shawn and here was my chance to get what I wanted. I bounced up and down on the bed in my excitement. "So how am I supposed to get Shawn to fall in love with me?"
"Here's my plan; I'm going to send you back in the proper body and I will be your roommate." I scrunched my face up at that. "You're going to need me to help get through the learning process of getting your life back. Trust me; living with you is not my idea of a good time, either."
"But what happens if it takes me a while to get Shawn to fall for me? We can't live together for a year." I leaned back against the bed and crossed my arms over my chest. He'd lost his ever-loving mind if he thought we would be living together for that long.
I watched as Ross's facial features became tense and his jaw had a tick from clenching his teeth so tight. There had to be a catch. "Sweetheart, we don't have a year. From the day I send you back, you will have one month to get Shawn to fall in love with you. If you don't succeed, it's curtains for the both of us."
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See? Nothing ever comes easy. Sure, I get the
chance to get the man of my dreams but I only have one month to woo him. Ross had better have a whole bunch of tricks up his sleeve to help me. "Okay, I'm ready whenever you are."
"Perfect!"
Ross's lips curled up into a radiant smile so bright I had to close my eyes from the glare. I heard him snap his fingers and that was the last thing I remembered before drifting off into a blissful sleep.
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After Ross snapped his fingers, I floated down onto my bed, or what used to be my bed. I woke up back in my old apartment but the furniture was all different. I could only assume Ross redecorated.
Getting up to use the bathroom, I was unsure of the time of day. Being dead had messed up my internal clock something fierce. The blinds were closed, so I couldn't really tell if it was dawn or midnight.
I reached the bathroom door and walked in. As I
stepped past the bathroom mirror, something caught my eye and I stopped to look.
Holy shit
!
As I took in my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't believe what I saw. I didn't look much different from the way I looked as a woman. Same brown hair, only cropped close to my scalp, light blue eyes, and I was still short.
However, what used to be soft feminine curves were now lean hard muscle only found on a male body.
I leaned forward to get a better look at my new face.
Straight nose, same as before. Jaw line not overly strong, and my eyes held the same glow as they had when I was a woman.
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I stood up straight and got a better look at the rest of my body. I had to admit my muscles were quite shapely.
They tightened when I flexed and were even noticeable while just standing still. My abs sculpted in a way I could never achieve as a woman. Six pack? More like eight pack.
Just bulky enough to show the world I was a healthy man with a good exercise regimen.
I let my right hand trail down my chest and I
marveled at all the dips and grooves of my tight abs. I kept my hand going southward. As I reached the waistband of my pajama bottoms, I pulled the material down. I about choked on my tongue. My flaccid cock looked gorgeous in its relaxed state. I always said I would have a good-looking pole if I were a guy. I wasn't even hard and my penis still hung down thick and long between my legs. I smiled at the thought of how amazing it would look fully erect.
I ran a finger over the tip and sparks of pleasure shot through my body at the feather light touch. My cock started to get hard and point upward. Good lord, I was huge. I grabbed the shaft and gave an experimental upward stroke. I closed my eyes and used my other hand to brace against the counter as waves of pleasure tickled up my spine. It was as if my whole cock were a bundle of raw nerves, hypersensitive to my own touch.
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the clear liquid down my shaft to make for smoother strokes. I pumped my hand faster up and down. My body shuddered from the pleasure I gave myself. My balls tightened and I'd given enough hand jobs to know what that meant. I came, spilling my warm cum all over my hand. I moaned as I kept up a light caress on my spent shaft.
I could so get used to being a guy. Hell, I was
supposed to be one anyway so I should be able to enjoy my body. I jerked when I heard a knock at the door. I groaned when my hand instinctively tightened on my dick. Who the fuck was that? I lived alone.
"Are you done using your body as an amusement park ride? Some of us still have to use the restroom."
That's right…
I had a roommate, my angel Ross, aka the loser who fucked up my life.
"I heard that!"
"Serves you right for listening in on my thoughts, you ass." My voice had a lower pitch to it and sounded weird to my own ears. I looked at myself in the mirror one last time and smiled. Yep, I was hot.
After I used the toilet and washed my hands, I let Ross in. Ross looked as good on Earth as he did in limbo, definitely male-model worthy. He stood tall enough to touch the ceiling with his fingertips. His platinum blond hair looked the same and the length brushed against his 17
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shoulders and curled a little at the tips. He was lean like a runner, but still had a tight body. If I weren't already in love with another guy, I would so be crushing on angel man right now.
I went to the kitchen, grabbed the cereal and milk then sat at the table. Might as well eat while I waited for my new roommate to come out of the bathroom to go over our game plan.
Nerves wracked my body so bad my hands had a
slight tremble to them. I mean, shit, I only died yesterday, and Ross expected me to get my best friend to fall in love with me while still mourning the loss of me. This was confusing shit.