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First Love

Rudolph shut his computer down and gathered his stuff. He was about middle height and nearly 56 years old. The hair on his head had started to thin out already.

Rudolph sighed. ‘Another boring day at work done. I hope it doesn’t take me too long to get home.’

Every morning and every evening Rudolph had to take a forty minutes train trip to get to work or back home again. And even though he actually hated those trips, he would never think about moving into the city closer to work.

The small village he, and his wife Martha, lived in was a heaven of peace and calmness, where he could relax from his work. That was worth more than saving some time on traveling to work.

When he arrived at the train station, he noticed that a large crowd had gathered on the platform. Rudolph walked to an information desk and asked the lady what was going on.

“I’m sorry sir, but the train had an accident further down the railway. Luckily no one was hurt, but I’m afraid the train services will be down for a while.” The lady explained.

Rudolph sighed. “Thank you for the information.” He turned around. “I guess I’ll have to take the bus then…” he muttered to himself.

Aside from using the train, Rudolph could use the bus service to get to his village, though he didn’t take a ride on the bus very often, because the streets were very, very bad. Also, the bus needed nearly one and a half hours to get to his destination.

Rudolph looked at his watch and cursed. “Damn! I’m going to miss the bus!”

He ran for the station, as fast as he could and nearly made it in time. Sadly the bus left the moment he came running around the corner.

Rudolph sighed and panted heavily. ‘Damn it… now I’ll have to wait half an hour for the next bus…’ he thought.

There was a small row of seats at the bus station. Rudolph sat down on one of the seats and sank into his thought. Just in that moment, he felt something hitting him on his neck. Something cold and wet…

He looked up into the sky and saw that it started to rain. “Great… Can this day get any worse?” He muttered.

Half an hour later the bus finally arrived and Rudolph was soaked completely. He had sought shelter beneath a small tree, but it hadn’t really served as a good protection.

He got onto the bus and paid for his ticket. Then he sat down on a seat in the far back, next to a window.

Ten minutes later the bus drove off. Beside Rudolph, there were two other people on the bus: A young man, who seemed to be about 25 years old. He had his laptop on his knees and was talking on the phone all the time.

The other person was an old Lady, who carried a bad of herbs with her and could easily be Rudolph’s grandmother.

After some time, Rudolph and the old Lady started a conversation.

Throughout the whole bus drive, Rudolph talked with the old Lady. Something about her made him trust her completely and eventually he told her about the relationship between him and his wife Martha, which was on the brink of breaking.

The old Lady listened to everything he told her. In the end, before she got off the bus, one stop earlier than Rudolph’s, she smiled at him and told him that everything would sort out right.

Rudolph thanked the old Lady for her kind words, but actually he didn’t believe her…

Ten minutes later he opened the door to his house.

“Honey, I’m home!” he called, knowing that Martha would be waiting for him in the kitchen. And so she was.

“WHERE THE FUCKING HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?!?” Martha screamed and stormed through the door.

“Calm down, honey.” Rudolph said. “The train had an accident further down the rail track and I had to take the bus. You know how long that takes.”


“Honey… you know I could never cheat on you…” Rudolph’s face twisted in sadness.

“Don’t give me that! I know it! You’re not THIS late for nothing!” Martha continued shouting.

Rudolph sighed. ‘There’s no way I can convince her otherwise at the moment… she talked herself into this and god knows when I’ll be able to reason with her again…’

For the next few hours he tried to explain what had happened and why he was so late, but his wife wouldn’t listen to him.

At three o’clock in the morning, after she had denied him sleep, because she wanted to ‘talk this through’, he left the house and wandered aimlessly through the village.

Martha’s ‘talking’ had actually been a bombardment with questions, which he could only answer in one way. In the end she had come to the conclusion that he had been lying to her for years and had told him that she’d file for divorce the next morning.

Rudolph was filled with sadness and he had no idea what to do. He loved Martha with everything he had, but apparently it wasn’t enough…

’Why can’t she just trust me…’ he asked himself all the time.

Eventually he settled down at the beach of the small lake next to the village. He gazed into the water, staring at the reflection of the moon and, after some time, his eyes closed and he fell asleep.

In his dreams he relived his memories about his and Martha’s relationship:

How he had first met her on exactly the same spot he was sitting now… She and her family were moving into the village and Martha had wanted to escape all the fuss around bringing the furniture into the house and the like.

She had been sitting on a small grasfield next to the water. He had watched her for quite some time and eventually he had found the courage to go to her and start a conversation.

He had been the first person of her age that she met at the village and of course this led to friendship between the two of them, which eventually evolved into love…

He relived their first kiss, at the very same beach where they first met, on a sunny valentine’s day…

After finishing school they moved into a small house at the village edge…

Later they had been traveling around the world for a year…

With a sigh Rudolph awoke from his dreaming.

“It’s hard to let everything go, isn’t it?”

Rudolph flinched. When he looked up, he saw the lady from the bus sitting next to him. “Yes it is…”

He sighed and slowly tears formed in his eyes. “I still love her… why can’t she see that?” the tears were flowing freely now.

The lady patted his back. “I understand your feelings. You never did her wrong, in fact everything you did in life aimed at making her happy. You are a special person, Rudolph. You deserve a second chance.”

Rudolph looked up through his tears. “Second chance?”

Smiling the lady said: “Yes. Though your life might be a little different.”

“That doesn’t matter for me. As long as I can be together with Martha…”

“Of course you can.” The lady rummaged around in her bag and pulled out some kind of powder. She put a little bit of the powder on her hand and gently blew it at Rudolph.

The powder floated in the air, surrounding Rudolph.

At first he was a little scared, but soon a warm feeling spread through his body. Age got washed away from him. His skin straightened and all wrinkles were removed. Also it bleached a little and all his body hair fell out, making it very smooth and soft.

Next his hair began to grow very fast. It stopped when it reached his waistline and it also changed color from slightly gray to a brilliant white.

His body began to shrink and he went from 5’10 to about 4’1. His arms and legs slimmed down, as did his waist, removing the fat he had built up over the years.

Some of it traveled downwards, expanding his hips and butt just a little bit, giving his body a more feminine look.

For a split second he felt a sharp pain in his crotch area, but it soon faded and turned into waves of heat, radiating through her body.

Her face restructured, everything getting less prominent and a bit rounder. Her nose shrank a little, while her eyes grew a little. They also changed color to a deep azure blue, like the water of a tropical lagoon.

Her chest heated up and two small bumps formed, transforming into small A-cups.

In the last step her clothes disintegrated and the powder settled on her skin, forming a small bra and panties and a knee long, sleeveless, white dress, which matched her hair. At the very end, a small blue ribbon of the same color as her eyes formed around the top of the dress and a few flowers formed in her hair.

During the transformation the lady had taken some more powder and had blown it into the sky.

Now the powder flew through the first rays of the sun, searching the house Rudolph and Martha were living in.

It entered the house through an open window and settled on Martha.

Instantly she began shrinking, going from 5’7 to 4’3. Her skin straightened removing all signs of oldness, just as it had happened to Rudolph. Her eyes changed color to a deep Hazel and the hair on her head fell out.

The old hair disintegrated and quickly new hair began to grow, this time not gray, but of a deep black color.

With a small sting something began creeping out of her hole, making ‘her’ a ‘him’. The rest of his feminine figure quickly dissolved into nothingness and gave him the looks of a 12 year old boy.

In the last step, the nightshirt he had been wearing vanished and instead of it the powder formed a white shirt, with a red jacket around his chest and black pants around his legs.

On the beach the old lady smiled at the newly formed, but still unconscious girl. “I wish you a good life. May it work out better than your old one.”

With those words she turned around and walked off into the forest.

Sometime later the girl awoke on the beach. “W-where am I?” she asked herself.

She looked around a little confused. “This is not my home… What happened?”

Tears began flowing down her face. She and her parents had just moved into this village and she had no friends here. Also, she had no real idea where she was in the village. ‘I don’t even remember a lake…’ she thought and started to cry freely now.

“Uhm… excuse me? Is something wrong?” a voice asked from behind her.

The girl flinched and spun around. She was facing a boy of about her age. He wore a white shirt, with a red jacket and black pants. Also his hair was black.

“Err…” was all she could say. ‘Why does my heart beat so fast?’ she asked herself.

The boy looked a bit worried. “You look a bit lost.” He stated.

The girl nodded, unable to say anything.

“Maybe I can help you.” He said. “I lived here the moment I’ve been born.” He grinned and added: “By the way, my name is Mark. Would the beautiful lady be so kind and tell me hers?”

The girl blushed at his comment. “My… my name is… Ruby…” she managed to croak out and blushed even more.

Mark smiled and sat down beside her. “Ruby… that’s a beautiful name for a beautiful angel.”

Ruby had no idea what to say. ‘Is he mocking me or…?’ she asked herself, but couldn’t find an answer to this question.

The two children sat at the beach of the lake for quite some time and watched the sunrise. They didn’t say a single word anymore.

After some time Ruby felt her eyes falling shut and barely suppressed a yawn. Then, not really knowing what she was doing, she leaned against Mark.

At first he was a bit surprised, but actually he liked it. A warm feeling was spreading through his body.

‘What is this feeling?’ he asked himself.

They sat on the beach for a long time and eventually Ruby’s parents came found them there, when they searched for their daughter. Two children, experiencing love on first sight…
Art trade with: :icondancingspartan:
An old couple is having a falling out, so a mysterious lady turns them into little kids of the opposite gender to experience first love again.

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Ender-Wings Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Very interesting concept!
GobboKilla Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanksies~ :heart:
Ender-Wings Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem! Part of me wants to know what happens next.  
GobboKilla Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
*grin* I doubt that I will actually write that, so feel free to imagine it yourselves~
Ender-Wings Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
All right.
popsleo Featured By Owner Dec 24, 2013
4 foot 3 for a 12 year old boy?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! when i turned twelve i was 5 foot 2, almost a foot taller
GobboKilla Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I'm not that good with heights, but I know a few ppl that were only 4'3
MellissaLynn Featured By Owner Feb 18, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I love this sweet little story! Well done, hun. Thanks for sharing it! :)
GobboKilla Featured By Owner Feb 19, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
no problem^^
always happy if people like my work :)
and I've got some more coming^^
DancingSpartan Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2013
Oh! I forgot to express my thanks! ... Well, too late now. :D
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