Looking at me, Erin said, "If we don't, he'll never leave us alone."

Albeit reluctantly, I agreed with Erin that Mike discovering my powers was better than constantly being annoyed by him. From the stories that Erin had told me, I knew my new brother could be very annoying.

“Okay, Erin.” Pausing, I said, “What should we turn him into?”

“He’s being a little brat, so I say we give him a body to match.”

Seeing Erin giggling, I knew she was imaging what our younger brother would look like as a little girl. “Okay, make the wish.”

Erin opened her mouth to speak, before pausing, “Wait a minute; I’m sick of him looking at us undressed.” Looking at Mike, Erin said, “If you’re so interested in seeing a girl get dressed; then look at yourself. I wish you were a teenage girl version of yourself.”

Mike started laughing; but stopped when he started to feel strange. Turning to the mirror, Mike saw his body thinning and breasts developing on his chest. “What did you two do to me!?”

“We used magic.” Grinning, Erin said, “Pretty soon you’ll be able to look at a pretty girl anytime you want…Michelle.”

I felt sorry for Mike; as his body continued to change. His hair was already past his ears, there were two definite lumps on his chest and his hips were beginning to flare out. As I watched, I wondered why I didn’t change him instantly, instead of dragging it out like this.

Turning to Erin, I said, “Michelle? Isn’t that too stereotypical?”

“Fine.” A slight smile on her face, Erin said, “You can pick the name the next time.”

“Next time? Wait…my voice!!” turning to the mirror, Michelle said, “I’m a girl!? What did you do to me!?”

I was amazed by the extent of my powers; I’d just turned my cocky little brother into a frightened teenage girl. Looking at her, I said, “I magically turned you into a girl; remember, I got magical powers in Greece.”

As I looked at her, I noticed that I’d folded my arms across my chest. I was surprised by how quickly I was adopting feminine mannerisms. I couldn’t help but wonder if Michelle would do the same, if we kept her like this long enough. “No, what am I thinking? I’m not going to keep her like this.”

Looking at me, pleading, Mike said, “Turn me back."

“We will. But,” with a mischievous smile, Erin said, “First you’ll have to do something for us.”