Tailspin Anthology

Christina

If Christian was temporarily turned into a girl. Warning, gender bend.

"No! No! No! No!" Christian chanted making Ashley sulk.

"Please." She begged. "I need someone to take my place, and they've never met you, so I thought it should be fine."

"But turning me into a girl?! You are nuts! Why can't Sarah or Jesse be your friend's bridesmaid?"

She frowned. "I don't want to talk about it; let's just say, they don't get along for different reasons. And I already asked the others, and they threatened to dismantle my car, my closet, and sell my world-class makeup."

Christian waved his hands. "Okay! Okay!" he looked away and mumbled, "I'll do it."

She squealed and hugged him exuberantly. "Thank you! Thank you! Your are my favorite brother!" she's kissing him on the temple.

"Yeah. Yeah. So, how is this going to work?"

She grinned. "I have a friend who happens to be a witch."

Christian is heading out the door. "Never mind. A witch can't be a good sign."

She grabbed him and is dragging him away. "Don't be silly. She is cool, and said the spell to swap your gender will only last until the wedding finishes at midnight."

Christian is pouting and crossing his arms. "Why does that sound so familiar?" he asked sarcastically, and soon finds himself in his elder sister's boutique with a Goth chick.

"Alrighty. Hold still. This will only take a moment." She looked at Ashley. "Get everything ready."

She mock saluted her before running off. "Getting what ready?" he asked before screaming when she casted a spell on him.

A few hours later, "Ladies and gentlemen. Presenting, Christina." Ashley happily announced before tugging Christian out of his hiding spot to reveal he is now a beautiful, petite woman with long wavy hair, luscious red lips, gorgeous makeup, and dressed in sensual clothing.

"Whoa. Christian?"

Ashley wagged her finger. "Nah uh. It's Christina." She scowled at her.

"Christina my foot. Remind me why you need one of us to pose as a bridesmaid."

She gave her a serious look. "As you may have heard, I haven't had the best track record." Their siblings snorted making her pout. "And this was supposed to be the one chance to get back into the circle, but an important meeting to Franchise my products landed on the same day as Rosita Chavez's wedding. If I could, I would've had any of you go, but it's strictly invitation only, and sending a guy would seem rude, so."

Christina sighed in exasperation. "Can I at least wear flats? These heels are killing me, and I think the underwear you gave me is giving me a wedgie."

She looked at her sternly. "Those are new clothes that I ordered specifically for you, so deal with it."

The others are laughing while she glares daggers at her. "Hey." Jason arrived and paused when he spotted female Christian. "Oh my. I was hoping it was a practical joke."

Christina smiled sheepishly at him. "Do you still love me, or are you breaking up with me until I'm back to normal?"

He huffed. "Don't be stupid. Of course I still love you. Just promise me you'll reject every man that'll hit on you, or there will be hell to pay."

She yelped in fright while Ashley squealed in delight. "Now that everyone is on the same page, you have a flight to catch Missy."

She blinked at her. "Flight?" she nodded. "Did I mention the wedding is in Mexico City?"

"What?!"

And next thing Christina knows, she's in the family's private jet. "Why did I agree to do this?" she asked herself while checking out her new body. "This is freakier than Freaky Friday."

All too soon she landed in Mexico City, and arrived at a lovely Hacienda with a brown stucco exterior and bright blue trimmings and doors. A man is standing at the entrance and she approached him. "Hola." She greeted him. "I am looking for the Chavez estate. I'm here in place of my sister." She explained in fluent Spanish since she grew up watching Novellas at her second foster home, and learned the language from that.

He stared at her stoically, and asked for an invitation. She rummaged through her glittery pink carry-on and presented it to him. He tipped his hat to her before opening the door. "Bienvenidos." She thanked him before entering.

Her high heel got stuck in a crack on the ground making her trip and fall face-first onto the dirt. "Ashley better appreciate this." She mumbled.

Later, Christina is at the wedding reception wearing a stunning green dress watching everyone happily dance, and drink merrily. Everything has gone surprisingly smooth. She got along with all the girls, mostly because she would compliment them and proved not to be a threat to their beauty.

The wedding was extravagant and you can tell that the bride and groom love each other very much. Mission accomplished, now she just needs to leave before midnight, or she'll be screwed over.

"May I have this dance?" a familiar voice whispered in her ear. She looked to the side to see Jason standing next to her dressed in a rental tuxedo.

"Jason?"

He smirked. "Surprise."

"How?" she couldn't help asking.

"Your family's idea." he answered. "They noticed how uneasy I was without you, and offered me to join you at the last minute. They even said we can stay at their vacation home in Cancun after this as a reward."

Christina's jaw dropped. "They have a house in Cancun?"

He rolled his eyes before guiding her onto the dance floor. "I believe they have multiple homes scattered all over the world, but you can ask after this is all over. We only have a couple of hours, so let's not waste it."

She pouted before dancing slowly in his arms. "You don't mind me being this way?"

He pulled away before cupping her face. "I love you no matter what. You can be just a head in a jar, and I'd still love you. Although, it would be hard making love to just a head."

She whacked him before hugging him and smiling. "I love you too." She said.

"Even if I was just a head?" he asked.

"Even if you were a shrunken head." She affirmed him. "Now, less talk and more dancing. Oh, and I want cake before we head out." he chuckled before twirling her around and bending down to kiss her.