Prologue:
Anyone who was up to date with the rich and successful would know who Janice Golding was. Born into the prestige Golding family, she grew up never having to worry about any finacial problems or never going without any expensive item. She was highly intelligent and became quite the beauty. However, Janice was never the type of woman to work for what she believed she deserved. She had a different way of geting through her already luxerious life. At one point or another, Janice had come across a priceless book of spells and magic. How she came into possession of the book is hard to say, but she used it to her advantage.
When Janice married, she only cared for her spouse's fortune. After allowing time to pass, Janice used the book of spells and magic to force her husband, Ronald, into a very unfortuneate traffic accident. After showing her grief and sorrow at the funeral, she had inherited Ronald's fortune thanks to his will, but due to Janice's spell casting. Some years later, Janice would marry again. After her killing off her fourth husband in another "natural" accident and gaining his fortune, Janice was soon to encounter a great misfortune she deserved after ten years of senseless marital murders.
One night a trio of expert thieves had agreed to pull off the heist of the mansion of Janice Golding. Sneaking past the many security systems and guards, the thieves succeeded in stealing from her riches. However, one of the thieves also had interest an in the beatiful Janice Golding herself. The lone thief snuck into her bedroom with thoughts of raping her. Her amazing body revealed by skimpy black lingerie. But she was awakened before the thief could do anything to her. In a struggle to keep her quiet, the thief ended up stabbing her in the gut with a knife.
As the murderer thief rejoined his companions, Janice crawled over to the book of spells and magic. She searched through the pages to find someway to save her life, but found nothing she needed. With her last breath she casted a curse on her mansion with the intent of someday returning to the world of living.
As time passed, the mansion of Janice Golding was put up for sale since her family could not bare to have anyone from their family live where Janice did for the pain was too much for them. When everything was removed from the mansion the book of spells and magic disappeared, its current location now unknown.
Five Years Later:
Nate Delford was ecstatic. Not only was he the lucky bastard that won the State Lottery four times in a row, but he had just purchased the ludicrously expensive famous mansion of the late Janice Golding. Nate couldn't wait to throw some parties at this place. He wondered what he could do with all its fifty-six rooms. After a month of partying with friends and settling in with the mansion, Nate decided to calm down a bit and explore the rooms he hadn't yet. Walking through the halls and rooms, Nate wondered what he would do with his life and his fortune. He had quit his job after winning the lottery a second time and began to donate to eleven charities after the third time. Now here he was winning the lottery a fourth time with enough money to never have any worries. As long as he didn't throw away his money on expensive cars or boats or anything like that.
The next room Nate entered was one he had been in already. He had been told this was once the bedroom of Janice Golding. Nate shuddered at the thought of someone having died in this room. It made him wonder why he thought to purchase the mansion of its deceased owner. As Nate turned to leave the room, he heard something move behind him with a loud heavy swoosh. He turned around to see nothing. Feeling sppoked, Nate quickly left the room.
Continuing his exploration of the mansion, Nate found his way into a very nice bathroom. It wasn't as big as the other ten, but it was still very nice with its clean appearance. Looking in the mirror, Nate got goosebumps as her heard that swooshing noise again. Before he could leave the room, a heavy force hit his body causing him to drop to the floor. His body was overcome by great waves of heat from head to toe. Closing his eyes, he could barely breath as he cried out in agony. Nate could feel something happening to his clothes as he felt his body contort, shrink, and expand. Nothing felt right within his body either. He wanted this pain to end. He wondered what was happening to him.
Eventually the pain stopped and Nate opened his eyes, leaving the darkness and adjusting to the brightness of the bathroom. He was feeling numb in parts of his body and his vision was partly blurry. He felt odd as he stood up, his shoes felt like they were pushing up on his heels. Putting his arms on the bathroom counter, he noticed his arm looked much thinner. He saw that he had some kind of bracelet around his left wrist and his finger nails seemed to be painted with red nail polish. Something was also sticking out from his chest into his vision and long strands of hair were also in his vision. Looking up into the mirror, his vision was no longer blurred, allowing him to become shocked by what he saw.
"What..." he stopped talking upon hearing his new voice.
From what Nate could see, his body was now that of a beautiful and busty woman in skimpy black lingerie! He couldn't believe what his reflection showed him. He could only stare at himself standing in one place speechless. When he did move, he placed his hands on his two large new assests.
He squeezed the large breats on his chest. They were real! All of what he saw was real! He continued to examine this female body he now had. The breasts, the vagina, the round ass, the wide hips, the longs legs, the long hair, and the beautiful face. It was all Nate, the woman in the mirror was him. He continued to stare at his reflection, his face in shock and awe. To his confusion though, the expression of his face in the mirror was now different from the one he was making. It was sinister looking.
"Hello, gorgeous." said his reflection as if it were another person standing there.
Nate yelled out in his feminine voice and jumped in surprise, almost causing him to lose balance on the three inch heels on his feet. Nate looked in horror at the mirror as his "reflection" gained a sinister grin. The mirror woman just stared at Nate until finally speaking.
"So you were the new owner I had sensed. Do think you can just have my mansion? I don't think so." she said with a tone of hatred.
"W-w-w-who are you? What's h-h-happening?" said Nate, shaken at "his reflection" talking and that he had a woman's voice.
"You don't know? I'm Janice Golding. And you are the key to me living again!"
"W-what!?"
"When I died I placed a curse on this mansion. Whoever would be its next resident would the one I would use in order to exist again. And I must say, you are like a destined choice."
"W-what do you m-m-mean?"
"Will you stop that stuttering! You're making my body look so stupid and sound so low-class!
Nate was too stunned and horrified to say much else.
"The reason I say you are like a destined choice for my renewed existence is because your four lottery winnings are just like the four fortunes I obtained from killing my husbands. It's amazing how fate works sometimes!" she said with a laugh.
"You're sick!" said Nate, his feeling of horror and disgust beyond description.
"Oh shut up. Now give me control of yourself. Once I am in control of you, you will have ceased to ever exist in the first place and I will live as though I never died. I shall live again!"
Nate closed his eyes and grabbed his head in pain, his thoughts were becoming disoriented. His feelings shifting back and forth from his fearful thoughts to her greedy thoughts. His happy and generous memories to her cruel and selfish memories. The curse began to affect reality as well. Slowly things changed as if Janice Golding was never murdered and that there never existed a person named Nate Delford. Leaning on the bathroom counter, the woman opened her eyes and stood up straight. She smiled and posed for the mirror.
"Oh, it's so good to be back. I thought I'd never live again. That magic book may be gone, but I'm sure I'll find some more ways to get some more lovely money. Thanks for your existence, Nate."
Before the revived Janice golding could leave the bathroom, she grabbed her head in pain and then put her arm up to lean against the door's archway, yelling in pain.
"What is happening!?" she yelled.
"You're not killing me, bitch!" said the Nate persona of the body of Janice.
"What is happening!? How are you doing this!?" said the Janice persona.
"I'm not letting you wipe me out of ever existing!"
"Leave, you pest!"
"Fuck you! There's no way I can let you go on living so you can continue where you left off."
"How dare you!"
The body of Janice dropped to the bathroom floor, the two lives fighting over who would have control. Thoughts, memories, and realites began to mix in a form of chaos. One moment Janice existed, another moment Nate existed.
"Stop! Stop it I say! I'm Janice Golding damn it! You can't do this to me!" she said, trying her hardest to stay in control.
"I...won't...let you get....your way!" said Nate.
"No... Stop! Stop! I will...get...what...I...want..." said Janice before disappearing with a fading scream.
The woman fell forward on her hands. After taking a few deep breaths, she pulled herself up between the counter and the tub. She looked down at her body, her generous breasts rising and falling with each breath.
The woman stood up and looked at herself in the mirror with a cautious look in her eyes. Was it over? Was she herself she wondered. She felt her face with her hand, this body was still real. She was interrupted when there was a knock at the bathroom door. There shouldn't of been anyone else in the mansion. Not taking her eyes off the mirror, she leaned against the door and asked who it was.
"Who is it?" she asked.
"Ah, there you are madam. It is Pensworth, your butler. Are you alright Ms. Delding? I heard some thrashing about in there. Should I come in?"
"Uh...no. I'm....in my lingerie."
"Forgive me, miss. Shall I fetch you a robe?"
"Uh...yes, please. Thank you."
"Right away, Ms. Delding."
The woman listened through the door as the foot steps eventually vanished. What was that all about she wondered. Was she this Ms. Delding? What reality was this supposed to be? The reality of Nate Delford or the reality of Janice Golding? The whole fight between the two lives earlier had ended up mixing realites in an amazing way. The horrible deeds of Janice Golding and Janice Golding herself ceased to exist in this reality. The woman, looking at herself in the mirror, knew what happened now.
She was now Laura Delding, the result of the combined realites of Janice Golding and Nate Delford. The families of Golding and Delford had never existed alone. Instead, they were now the wealthy and giving Delding family. Laura herself was the result of the body of Janice and the mind of Nate. The evetnts of their lives had mixed together in a strange way as well. Laura was very wealthy like Janice, but never married. Like Nate though, she was lucky to win the State Lottery four times in a row. But since she was already very rich, she had donated all of her lottery winnings to multiple charities. Since only Nate existed in Laura's mind, she was not greedy or evil. She also had Nate's attraction to women.
The curse casted by Janice in an attempt to take over the existence of another person was met with conflict when Nate struggled to fight for his right to exist. This is what ended up bending two realities and forcing them together. Laura could remember her life as Nate Delford though. Somehow she could remember. How she could was of little importance to her. Laura was glad Janice was gone and that she was alive. Laura looked at herself in the mirror again and cupped her large breasts.
"I have to be the luckiest bitch in existence." she thought to herself.
