Hunter wanted to be like his mom so bad. She had all the
fun. Boys watched her and tried to be with her, especially when she was
drinking, which was all the time. It seemed like so much fun.
A witch heard Hunter’s plea. She sparkled into existence in
Hunter’s bedroom. The witch cast a spell where Hunter could be his mother,
Natasha, for three months. As Natasha, Hunter realized it was not all that much
fun as a woman. Men paid attention because they wanted to do scuzzy things to a
girl. Hunter drank like Natasha, too. It did not kill the pain; it only made it
worse.
Hunter was glad when the spell wore off. He understood his
mom’s pain now. He wished she would stop drinking, but she was a helpless alcoholic
unwilling to get help. Regardless, Hunter treated women with respect. As the
years went by he decided he liked one thing about living as mom for three
month, the part about being a woman. He had a transformation so he could live
the rest of his life as a woman. He took the name Natasha as a tribute to his
mother, now deceased from alcohol poisoning. Natasha never drank and demanded
respect from the men she dated. It is good being a woman.
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