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Jared was sitting patiently in the dimly lit bar waiting for his date to arrive. He was an entrepreneur, so he always dressed as if he were meeting a potential client. One of the downsides to being a career orientated man is that at 27, he had focused so much time on work that he had completely overlooked women. He had met someone on an online dating service and arranged a date. Tonight he wore the grey slacks that hugged his behind, his favorite light blue button up with the first button open, and the watch his sister gave him for Christmas that year. He knew his date the moment she walked in. She had dark hair that fell in waves just below her shoulders. Her naturally bronzed skin shone in the dim light. Her almond eyes lit up the moment they locked with his.
"Jared!" She called out
"Wow, Marah your profile picture does you no justice. Excuse my boldness, but you look stunning."
They moved from the bar to restaurant. They were halfway through their appetizers when Marah set her fork down.
"Jared, there's something I should probably tell you."
Jared swallowed hard and prepared for the worst.
"I'm having a wonderful time tonight, but the truth is I really don't like men."
"It's too bad; you'd make such a beautiful woman..."
"Excuse me just a moment" Jared stood up and walked towards the restroom.
As soon as he was out of sight, Marah reached into her purse and pulled out a small vile. She removed the cap and put three drops into Jared's drink. She had just enough time to cap the vile and put it back in her purse before Jared sat back down.
"Feeling better?" Marah asked
"Yeah, just shocked" Jared replied as he took a large drink of his wine. “ I thought this was going so well”
Marah smiled and they continued their meal in an awkward silence.
Jared could feel his body temperature rising.
"Is it hot in here?" Jared asked
"Nope" Marah said, "just you" and she smiled.
Jared took another sip of wine. He almost felt drunk, but knew that he wasn't, he was still only on his first glass. He felt a tightening in his chest, like his insides were being forced into a new shape. He looked down where his flat, sculpted abdomen had been and instead saw perky breasts practically forcing the buttons off his shirt. He turned his head and felt hair brush his shoulders. He grabbed a spoon from the table and looked at his reflection. His eyes were still the sparkling blue they had always been, but his face was rounder and softer. His five o’clock shadow was gone and in its place were full lips and high cheek bones. Looking at himself, he looked like the type of woman he would totally hook up with. His mousy brown hair that had been gelled in spikes at the beginning of the evening now hung almost perfectly straight near his shoulders. He looked like the girl next door type that had filled his high school fantasies. As Jared admired his newly begotten body, Marah watched in amazement. It had been almost three years since she was given the same concoction, though her transformation wasn't nearly as quick or smooth. Jared looked up from his spoon, straight into her eyes.
"What's going on?" He asked practically panicking.
"Calm down honey, everything is fine" Marah said soothingly "in a few hours everything will have settled and you'll be feeling as good as you look." She ran her tongue around the outside of her upper lip for emphasis. "Why don't we order dessert and talk about a new name for you. I've always been fond of the name Charlotte"
Jared smiled. He had always wondered what life as a woman would be like.” I like Charlotte"
Marah laughed "Charlotte it is. So for our second date" Marah teased as she reached into her purse” we should meet at your office and talk about how to market this" and held up the tiny vile.
Charlotte's eyes became as large as dinner plates. Marah winked and put the vile back in her purse.
"Dinner’s on me tonight babe" Marah said as she put cash in the bill folder. She helped Charlotte out of her chair and wrapped her arm around Charlotte's waist to keep her pants from falling.
Charlotte leaned into Marah's shoulder, it was weird being the shorter of the two, having gone from a 6 foot male to a 5'6 female.
"Marah?" she asked
"What happens next?"
Marah laughed. "I take you back to my apartment and show you why they say girls have more fun"