Halloween Tf TG part3

I woke up smothered by the comforter of the bed. I looked at the clock. It was noon and I was in my bed at home with my baseball posters and my 32 inch TV to one side. A pile of dirty laundry sat at one end of the room and at the other was my chair that I sat in too do my homework as well as a pile of old homework assignments that got handed back but not thrown away.
There was a knock at the door.
"viennent dans les (come in)" I said in French.
Great am I going to talk in French for the rest of my life?
"Say what" said my sister.
"Come en" I said in my best English.
The door opened and I was shocked at what I saw. My sister had grown into an adult not only that but her whole body was different. She was wearing a turquoise tank top with a cream colored pair of shorts. Notches had been cut in her shorts to allow for her new leg size and her tanktop had a t matching t shirt to cover her belly button. Her body was leaner with less fat and more muscle. Her hair was pink and blue split right down the middle of her head. As I looked closer I could see she was wearing a pink and blue heart shaped necklace. Her skin looked lighter than before as if she never went outside without SPF 100.
I looked down at my new body. I was still that French maid from my dream. My clothes had been changed from my maid uniform to a loosely fitting pair of pants and an extra large orange t shirt.
"Sorry bro, the spell backfired and instead of wearing off it became stronger."
"Je suis tellement en colère contre vous (I am so angry at you!) Pourquoi avez-vous dû me transformer en une fille en premier lieu (why did you have to turn me into a girl in the first place?)"
"Uh I can't understand you?" replied my sister.
"You couldn't have just played a normal prank. You turn me into a girl instead. Now I'm stuck as a girl a sexy maid. You have turned me into zis zis wore."
God I hate this French accent I can't even talk without sounding like a French girl.
"Chillax bro, I'll turn you back in no time." said Sam as she gave me a confident smile.
Sam began to pace around the room her hands behind her head with her elbows sticking strait out.
"What happened to you?"
"Oh, yeah, when midnight struck all of the men we turned into girls and when I touched this one girl she passed the spell on like static electricity. I think I'm some sort of overconfident anime punk girl."
Well at least my sister got some of the payback that she deserves for turning me into a maid.
"Oh you should have seen Suzy, she turned into some sort of cheerleader and she has to talk in cheers. It was hilarious."
"What will we do now?"
"chillax bro, amy is supposed to go and get the spell book with the spell we used to turn all you guys into chicks. Oh god I'm already sounding more like an anime punk."
"I thought you said you got it from the internet?"
"We got the first spell off the internet. The return spell is in the book."
"How long will that take?"
"Six days give or take. Amy has to go all the way to los Angeles where we found a copy."
"Three days, oh how will I go to school as a girl?"
"You won't, the school closed due to termites. The janitor found a colony living in the foundation yesterday in the afternoon."
"But it's Monday?"
"It's Tuesday, you've been asleep for a while bro. Just be glad that I fed you while you were sleeping."
"Tuesday, ugh I was supposed to meet my friends yesterday at the mall, oh pourquoi moi (why me!)"
Ugh, why do I have to talk in this French accent, I would rather be a goth with nose rings than a sexy French maid with a French accent.
"What about maman and papa, haven't they noticed I am girl."
"Chillax bro, they went out of town. We snuck you in the house last Saturday and said you and I had got the stomach flu. Then they got called on one of their business trips in the middle of the night and they won't be back for a couple of weeks and they left us in charge."
"Ugh, why did I have to be zis perverted maid."
"chillax bro, twenty four seven boob tube remember." Said my sister grabbing at my breasts.
"I would appreciate that you leave my cleavage alone Madame."
"ok, cool down bro. we're both girls here."
"Thanks to ou and your friends. I could have had a normal life but no I had to be a girl. You had better hope there is a cure."
"Bro, I'll handle everything."
"You'd better."
My sister left my room closing the door behind her.
Great not only was I a sexy maid but now I had to talk in some weird French accent.
Sitting down on my bed I looked outside at the sun. I felt like going outside but how could I when all I had to wear was a maid outfit and a set of loosely fitting boy clothes.
"Je déteste être une servante sexy (I hate being a sexy maid.)"
I laid down on my bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Pourquoi ai-je jamais d'accord pour aller à cette fête (why did I ever agree to going to that party?)"
Sitting up I found the maid costume tucked away in the corner. I began to strip down to my undergarments and then put on the maid costume.
The costume fit snugly against my skin feeling as if it was made for me, but in truth I was more likely made for it.
At least my parents aren't home to see me like this.
I walked down the hallway down into the kitchen. Grabbing a soda from the refrigerator I sat down in one of the dining room chairs.
"soupir, bien au moins je ne vois pas comment les choses pourraient être pire (sigh, well at least I don't see how things could get any worse.)"
My sister came strolling in looking at me.
"Bro, or would you prefer sis? Why don't you go out and go shopping. I mean you're a girl."
"I don't want to be a girl. I want to be a boy again. Zis is to strange."
"Hey I got changed too. What would my friends say if I walked up to them supper buff and with pink and blue hair. They'd freak."
"At least you're still a girl. I used to be a guy. What would you do if you suddenly turned into a man?"
"I would freak I guess."
"I ate being zis girl. Why did you even think about turning guys into girls? Why did you think anything good would come from it?"
"Bro… I'm sorry. We just wanted for you to know what partying like a girl felt like. No harm done. We just wanted you dudes to know how it feels to be a chick. What's wrong with being a lady?" Sam sat on the couch and put her arm over my shoulder.
"Everything! I didn't want to be a girl. I didn't want to know what it felt like to be a girl. And I most certainly didn't want mounds growing out of my chest. You grew up as a girl, I didn't. Didn't you realize that before and now you trapped me in the body of a sexy maid? I don't want zis, I never wanted zis."
"Look, sis or bro or whatever you want to be called, I'm sorry. We or I didn't realize that this would become permanent, but I swear I will do my best to turn you back into a guy. Ugh I hate talking like this."
"At least you don't have a French accent. I sound like some foreign exchange student.
"Well at least you'll be able to pass your second language class easily," Replied my sister.
"Yeah and while I'm at it I could get a diploma in housekeeping."
I put my hands to my face as I could feel tears welling up near my eyes.
I don't want to be a girl, I thought.  I want to go back to being sandy.
My sister got closer to me and began to comfort me.
"Look at the bright side; at least you didn't end up as a playboy bunny girl. Jenny was so upset when she woke up with a tail, haha."
I sat there for at least fifteen minutes crying.
I can't take it anymore, my family, and my life, gone. There might not even be a way for me to turn back. I might as well hang posters all over the neighborhood saying sexy maid for hire.
"I'll tell you what," said my sister." I'll help you get used to your new life. We could get you some new cloths; pretend you're a live in exchange student at school. We could get an apartment and live together. Just the two of us. Yeah then we could go to college and get jobs doing what we want. You could be a computer expert just like you've always wanted."
I began to calm down then. My sister was right. Just because I was a sexy French maid didn't mean I had to get a job as one. Plus, how is sitting around crying going to help.
"You're right. I should at least try to enjoy my new life, besides like it or not I could end up staying like zis for the rest of my life."
"Great, then we'll take you out clothes shopping tomorrow. All the best deals are usually in the early morning at Studio Forty four."
"Spoken like a true shopper."
"I may have the look of a punk anime character, but underneath this tough strong exterior beats the heart of a true clothes shopper."
We both laughed.
"Thanks," I said getting up off of the couch.
"Where's the party sis, I thought we were having one of those sister bonding moments."
"Oh, I'm going back to my room. There is something I want to do."
I walked back upstairs to my room, closing the door behind me. taking off my maid costume I put on an old baggy pair of jeans and one of my favorite T-shirts.
Looking in the mirror I saw myself.
I'm still me.