AMELIA.
I woke up the next day like every normal morning. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling of my room for what felt like hours but was only a few minutes in the reality of it. It was another day to go to school again.
To endure the bullying and the hate comments I got from people and to see the face of the guy I loved but didn’t love me back.
Then I slowly stood up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom; I checked the time on my bedside mirror. I would be late if I didn’t start preparing for school now, and I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be laughed at by the whole class when I walk into class late with my head bowed down in shame.
Being late meant going into a class with all eyes on me, a few snickers and snarls here and there along with some insults to make me more insecure, self-conscious and ashamed of myself.
I wasn’t ready for all that. I passed the front of my vanity mirror and walked to open the door to my bathroom, but I suddenly stopped.
Then I walked backwards to where my mirror was again, very slowly this time around. Then, when I finally got to the front of my mirror, a scream almost made its way out of my mouth, but I had to keep my hand over my mouth to stop the scream after reminding myself that my parents were at home and they would burst into my room once they heard it.
I couldn’t stop the shock I felt, what the actual fuck?
I shifted the stool that was normally in front of my mirror to be able to see my face properly and to be sure if I was dreaming or not-because I needed to know.
I removed my top, leaving only my sleep shorts. My stomach was so toned; was this my body?
My waist was tiny, and my arms were the perfect size. I looked at my usually overly big thighs, but they looked so hot and curvy with no stretch marks now
My thighs were large enough to complement my body. And my boobs were also large enough to compliment my ass and thighs.
Yes, this is what they called thick. I thought in my head as I screamed.
I honestly wasn’t expecting whatever concoction that witch gave me to work. It was why I woke up this morning, doing my normal routine and feeling as miserable as ever. I touched my face; the fats that used to be there were now minimal and my neck was slender a long with some perfect collarbones.
Oh lord, I’m so grateful.
This basically meant this was the end of my misery.
I was going to go to school today for the first time without feeling like choking and killing myself.
My thighs were still large, but it was large in a hot way now because I had a small waists.
I couldn’t help but see the smile on my face. I wasn’t sure I would be able to stop smiling anytime soon. Damn it, I looked good. Too freaking good.
I would go by the cave later and thank the witch because I honestly wasn’t expecting it to work; I wasn’t at all. I made sure that I didn’t put my mind there so that when it didn’t work, I wouldn’t feel too or more miserable.
I was brought out of the reverie I was in when my alarm sounded.
“Fuck.” I muttered and quickly rushed into the bathroom to go through my routine quickly, but then I stopped suddenly.
I didn’t need to rush; even if I came late this time around, I looked good as hell, and there was nobody who would laugh at me. In fact, they would all gawk at me in awe.
After that thought, I took my sweet time in preparing for school. Right after I finished bathing, my mum came into my room without knocking, and I rolled my eyes.
“Mum, I keep telling you to knock anytime you come into my room,” I said with a sigh; when I didn’t get a response soon, I looked at her and saw that she was staring at me with her mouth agape.
“Sweetheart, what happened to you? Your body… It looks so beautiful.” She said, and I smiled.
“Thanks, Mum, but the workouts are finally working,” I told her, and she nodded, still staring at me with wonder in her eyes.
“You’re so beautiful; I’m so proud of you, my darling.” She said and came to hug me.
“Thank you, but I’ve told you to quit entering my room without knocking,” I told her, wanting her to get it straight.
“My darling, this is my house regardless; until you get a house of your own and move out of my house, I will do whatever I like here.” She said, and I rolled my eyes again.
“But that’s not cool,” I told her while pouting, and she shrugged.
“I don’t care.” She replied as she sat down on my bed.
“What if I was naked?” I asked as I rubbed my body oil on my arms.
“Well, you came out from my vagina naked, and you basically worked around the house naked for the first few years of your life, so that’s not a big deal.” She said, holding in her laughter in her throat.
“Mummm!!” I drawled, and she burst out laughing.
“What’s up with Dylan?” She asked me, and the happiness I had felt since I woke up that morning suddenly vanished.
“Way to go about it,” I thought and looked away from my mum.
“He’s fine,” I said simply; I could hear the change in my voice
“What’s with that tone?” She asked me, and I faked a frown on my face.
“What tone, mum?”
“You know that tone that I’m talking about.” She said.
“Mum, there’s no tone; you’re just hearing things, I guess,” I told her, trying to dismiss it because I really didn’t want to talk about it.
“But y….”
“Mum, I’ll be late for school; it’s the first period already.” I interrupted her, and she sighed.
“Are you okay though?” She asked me, and I looked at her softly.
“Yes, mum, I’m totally fine,” I replied to her with a genuine smile.
The only reason I could muster a smile was because of my new body, and I couldn’t wait to show it off before the whole school!
“Okay then, I’ll be out of your hair. But best believe that this Dylan conversation isn’t over.” She said, and I nodded as I watched her leave the room.
Okay, time to dress the fuck up. I thought excitedly as I went back to dressing up.