"That couldn't have been Natasha she was talking about. She only turns guys into girls if they don't want it."
"You know a real sorceress?" Billy said excitedly. "Can she turn me into a real woman?"
"You get to know all sorts when you've been around over 800 years," I replied. "You weren't listening though. She only turns guys into women when they've been real bastards with women. You know the type...chauvinists I think you call them these days. I'm afraid you can't qualify. You'd have to make her believe you were an absolute louse with women and been that way for years."
"You can tell her I'm a bastard with women."
"Yeah, but she'd want to meet you and I don't think you could fool her. No one could act that well."
"I fooled you, didn't I?"
"Well, yeah you did do that...but it would take me a while to locate her and for her to make arrangements to get here. It would be a waste of time."
"Why?"
"Aren't you the one who's going to go right home and kill himself?"
"I don't really want to die," Billy said quickly. "It's just that...I don't want to live like I am." He started bawling again.
"All right! Stop with the crying. I'll see what I can do. She does owe me some favors since I've helped her out of a lot of jams over the years." I still hadn't fed and I was getting irritable. I got the boy's telephone number and email address. My payment would be a blood donation from the transformed Billy.
"Uh, Billy, may I ask you a quick question?"
"Of course."
"Are any of the women around here women?" Billy shook his head and pointed to the other side of the park. I thanked him and moved on.
You might be asking yourself right now why I bothered with Billy. I honestly don't know except to say that I kind of liked the kid. Anyway, it wouldn't be too difficult to contact Natasha as I already had her cell number and she didn't live too far away. The hard part would be to convince her that Billy deserved to be transformed from a man to a woman.
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