6 Chapter Six

The further Raven walks away from The Lounge the more intoxicated he starts to feel. There was just no understanding of how someone could get such a increasing feeling only because of walking. This tipsy feeling began to mess with him having his vision blur it became hard to focus on where he was going. Though he wasn't getting far as his footing became to unsteady for him to walk any further. Having to grab a hold of the nearest poll, he leaned over and started hurling the contents of his stomach to the sidewalk.

This caused severe pain, his stomach felt on fire like it was going to expel alongside everything else. Holding his stomach resting his head on the pole with heavy breathing the feeling finally stopped. It only took a few seconds and he felt much better than before. Leaving him to wonder if he had ate something rotten. The only thing he could recall was the cheap shrimp they had at The Lounge. Since he didn't feel like eating anything from the beginning of the day that was the only thing in his stomach other than liquids. Raven knew he should go to the hospital to make sure it wasn't that serious knowing seafood was something not to mess with.

While he looked around to figure out which way he needed to go he noticed the once not so crowded street began to fill with those coming out of the theater he was beside. The crowds became more intense even bumping into Raven a time or two causing Raven to find an unusual problem having to pull up on his pants. This became distracting enough for him to run into someone.

He jerked back fast trying to be as polite as possible after having collided with her pretty hard, "Sorry ma'am" he stuttered out.

"Oh dear, it's okay miss..." She paused as she looked over to Raven for a moment like something had distracted her train of thought. Then she continued, "Do you need help by chance?" she asked in a friendly manner getting closer.

'Miss?' Raven narrowed his brow as he had thought this was strange, he had been called many things but never the opposite gender before. He ignored it and gave a gentle smile to the older woman.

"No thank you I'm just going home" He says lightly lying not wanting her to take him to the hospital if that were the extent of how willing she would be to help him. The whole idea of staying close to this lady any longer was more than enough to make him uncomfortable. She was giving off a strange atmosphere that was making him guarded and he didn't know why.

Though when he tried to leave he looked back at her and became puzzled by her unusual staring. She looked at him even harder than before and even her face flushes red like she had became excited by his appearance alone.

She even reaches out to his face as she speaks, "I don't usually like high school students..." She says making Raven jerk his head away while she continues, "Nor girls but I can make an exception, will you for me?" she asked.

This only creates more of a puzzling situation for him to grasp. Not only had she just called him a girl again but even made obvious sexual advances on him in the middle of a crowded street.

Raven pulls himself even further from this lady stumbling back on the curb when he does. Almost falling he catches his footing and looks back to her taking no time to debate on if the situation had become dangerous. He was all too familiar with this behavior over the years though this was a first outright reaction on first encounter. He didn't know what was going on with this woman but he began to run.

This doesn't rid himself of the problem though. Looking back over his shoulder he finds she was following him. Never before had this strange encounter happened not even once with his more aggressive confessions over the years from the men in his school.

"Was this woman sick in the head?" He questions aloud thinking no one sane would chase someone like this for no good reason. Even though the woman was in heels she was gaining on him fast and this frightened him. His luck, out of all the times he were to feel sick it happened when he was in the most unusual danger.

It took longer than he had expected but he finally lost sight of her, hopefully for good, after taking a few turns and getting off the main streets. He leans over holding his hands on his knees just panting like a dog to try and catch his breath.

"Finally lost that crazy woman..." He mutters pulling himself back up taking a deep breath.

"Where am I?" He wonders, looking around aggravated now that he didn't know where he was. The situation only seemed to turn worse since he was not sure if he was okay with there being absolutely no one around.

This wasn't a safe spot to be, he knew there were a number of things that could happen in quiet secluded areas like this. The thought that he could be mugged or kidnapped crossed his mind then he recalled that woman attacked him in public. Realizing that there really wasn't much of a difference between being in public or nowhere now a days he let the thoughts go for now. At least until someone were to show up then he would bring them forward once more to worry about.

Thinking back on the woman he narrowed his brow wondering why she called him a girl. He felt insulted knowing he didn't have a body like Carson he still felt just as much of a man like him. He let out a sigh knowing his body wasn't built for that much exercise in one go. He reached up to his chest feeling his heart that was still pounding away and felt something else.

Reaching up his other hand, his hands began to frantically pat around as he felt all around his chest... 'Breast?'

Shaking his head he knew this couldn't be possible. Rationalizing it he thought it had to be some sort of allergic reaction to the shrimp or at least he hoped. Raven easily became hesitant as his rational thoughts were slipping away but slowly worked his hand down his body.

For the most part nothing felt different same stomach, same hips, same him...

Slowly his hand passed over his pant's button getting to the zipper when he felt something was a little off. There was no sign of a certain bulge that was once clearly there before.

Taking a deep breath he didn't care where he was, he needed to look, he had no other choice to find out if 'it' were still there. For the final test he unzipped his pants and reached in to convince himself this was just some sort of bad reaction and he would find the one thing that had always been there without change.

He was wrong.

His entire world dropped around him and everything he knew had shattered as he found nothing was there. Dropping to his knees he pulled his hand out of his pants buckling over not sure what he was feeling. Unable to scream, unable to cry he was at a loss of emotions when his hair fell past his face.

Noticing the length he slowly reached up to his hair running his hands through bringing it to the front. Staring at his hair that had grown at least eight inches in under hour. None of this was making sense to him. His hands began to shake and he was unable to speak, not even a whimper could escape his lips.

Looking down at his shaking hands he couldn't see anything different in them though he wasn't certain since it was dark where he sat. Bringing his hands to his face he moved his fingers down his jawline working over his body. The only things he could say for certain that had changed were his chest and between his legs. His lips trembled unable to make sense of this, he rejected the idea that the curse was the cause of this. Even so he was only hoping that it wasn't the cause, fearing in the end he really wouldn't have a normal life like he had planned.

His mother's words came to his mind having once been told that she didn't want him to become like her. He wondered if becoming a female was what she implied by this statement. The only one who could answer anything about this now was his mother. Only getting a hold of her was a task easier said than done.

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