Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers Part 8

"My, my, I must say that the two of you are very perceptive. Would you believe that you're the first two people who have ever picked up on that, shall we say, rather telling idiosyncrasy of mine? Oh, and lest I forget to mention this, since most women do tend to use a slightly different vocabulary than their male counterparts, you're going to have to be aware of your choice of words. That's to say that it's something that you need to be aware of, Nicole. Otherwise, someday somebody might pick up on the fact that you talk more like a guy than a girl and, though the likelihood of something such as that happening isn't all that great, it could conceivable cause you some trouble.

"But, getting back to what I was saying, you guys got me dead to rights. That's to say, I wasn't always the woman I am now."

"So," a curious John urged, "how did it happen? Did somebody turn you into a girl, much the same way you turned my curmudgeonly old pal here into this absolute gorgeous new girlfriend of mine?"

"No! Nobody did this to me. Would you believe I actually went and did it to myself?"

"Why?" John's curiosity was piqued. "I mean, did you want to be a woman?"

"No. not really. Basically, I guess you could say that what I wanted to be was a real wizard class magician, and not some pretend magician want-to-be, who employs slight-of-hand techniques, and various forms of illusion to dazzle, mystify and thereby entertain the easily bamboozled.

"You see, ever since I was a kid, I've been enamored with magic. And, just so you know, when I say magic, I'm not talking about the kind of stage magic you're used to seeing. Now, that's not to say that I don't like stage magic, because I do. I really enjoy it a lot. However, what I'm talking about here is real magic, the kind of magic that directly impacts on the natural order of things, the kind of magic that allowed me to transform you into a girl, among other things, Nicole.