The Black Flare

The Magic In Me

Baron was openly staring at his son in shock. Not just because he looked wildly different, now that Alex was exactly how he saw himself, but the young man's flare was unlike anything the likes of Baron had ever seen. Sure, he had heard of a Black Flare. But it appeared his son was more special than he could have ever imagined. "Well, my son, it appears you are a jack of all trades. I knew you were special. I'm so proud."

That snapped up Alex's attention from the fading jet black glow emanating from his body. Only for his attention to immediately have his attention stolen again by the surprise at the fact that he was now staring slightly down at his father’s eyes instead of slightly up. That detail made him pay more attention to his body. The chest that was the source of much of his pain both physically and emotionally was no more and his shirt was suddenly much more room-y in that area. Alex swiftly removed his shirt and, while he had a very defined set of pectoral muscles, they were by no means the breast tissue he was cursed with. And not one scar to be seen.

Baron gently grasped his son's wrist before he could get any further in his inspection of his new body or remove any more of his clothing. "My boy, I love you, but I do believe you won't want me here to witness this intimate exploration of your new physical form." The elder male chuckled, making the younger fluster some. He had completely forgotten that his father was even here. And he had yet to realize what would now be in his pants once they were removed, until the other man had said something.

Though now that he had, Alex could not ignore the strange new weight dangling in front of his crotch. Baron took that moment of flustered confusion to leave his son to explore his real body on his own, closing the door on his way out.

It took Alex a moment to realize that he was now alone in his room, but once he did, he removed his pants to inspect his new genitalia. It was roughly 2 inches in its current flaccid state. Alex felt as though he were dreaming, like this couldn't be real. He had a p***s and a pair of balls, and dropped the horrible weight on his chest that had haunted him since puberty. It was all real. Alex spent a few minutes prodding at his now flat chest and new genitals before he redressed and fussed with his hair a bit in the mirror, where he now also noticed that he stood about five inches and made him even five foot five inches tall, his hair hadn't changed much as it was already short and masculine in a way he liked. But now it felt more natural as he ran his fingers through his jet-black hair. His facial structure was now more masculine than ever and Alex was over the moon as he stared with his brown eyes at his new shape of a black-skinned vessel. With a toothy smile, Alex rejoined his father in the living room, a new man. Literally.

Baron smiled at the sight of his son being happy. Now Alex was outwardly the way that Baron had always seen him. "Welcome to your new body Alex. I'll help you sort out your legal papers this week while we gather your school supplies."

"Sounds like a plan, Dad. I can't wait to be the side of myself that I have been missing." Alex said, getting somewhat giddy.

"You haven't been missing it, son, it was always part of you. I hated keeping magic out of your life. I hated having to lie about my job and your family. But I'm so happy to show it to you now," Baron said warmly. "Now that your magic is unlocked, strange things should happen now. Random levitating objects, knowing when something will happen before it does, nonsensical lighting or noise. Little basic stuff. Things that others may try to explain, but we, The Wonderful, know better." He explained further.

"I saw strange lighting and sounds and even had knowledge of things before they happened. If my magic was locked, how did that happen?" Alex asked curiously.

"You were young, a small child. The lock is not as tight on the young. But it has to be unlocked to be fully wielded. Make sense?" Baron clarified.

Alex nodded, then asked another question that came to him. "You've told me you work at Pharos and are a teacher. But what exactly do you teach?"

"Wonderful question, my boy. I am Professor Baron Shade, Alchemy teacher of Pharos School for the wonderful." Baron answered with his usual dad-pizzaz.

"Alchemy? You mean like a potion? You're some sort of potions master?" Alex questioned.

"My boy, I prefer to be called an alchemist. It sounds the right amount of magic and Deede science-y." Baron explained. "And before you ask, Deede is how we refer to non-magical folks."

"Noted. Why did mom try to keep this world from me? It's wonderful." Alex pondered.

"I truthfully have no idea, my boy. Something incredibly petty. She must be the type to try to keep you from your true self and kick you out over it." Baron noted, to which Alex nodded in agreement. Neither man really knew the former Mrs. Shade's reasons for doing things. But it was not their job to know. They were free now to be who they were always and Parisa could stay mad.

"Well, with that excitement out of the way, what say we wind down for the night? You've had a long day unpacking and unlocking your true potential. You must be tired by now. My room is just across the hall if you need me. But I'm beat for the night. Goodnight my boy." Baron said before walking back to his own bedroom to go to bed.

Alex did the same, but lay awake in bed. He hesitated to sleep for fear of waking up back in his female body at his friend’s house to find this all a dream. Or worse, his mother’s house in any way. He stared at the little glowing plastic stars above his head stuck to the ceiling with sticky putty. Eventually, sleep took him, but not before he could silently ponder whether the glow of the stars was magic too.

The next morning Alex woke up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and looked around the room bleary-eyed. He felt a bit dazed and was confused for a moment about where he was before he remembered what had transpired over the last two days. He threw off the blanket and inspected his chest, finding it just as flat as when he went to bed last night. He also was able to feel his new genitalia in his pants. This sent a wave of gender euphoria through his body that made him very happy. After those two observations, he noted that he was also actually floating above his bed before the magic that was causing it seemed to break and Alex fell softly back onto the bed. He got up after collecting himself and gathered his showering materials to wash with before entering the bathroom and having the most enjoyable shower in his life without any dysphoria for once. He took his time, he always liked to relax and think in the shower. He couldn’t wait to get on with his new life of magic. He wanted to start right away. He was so distracted he didn't notice the soap he was reaching for starting to float to his outstretched hand at first. But when he did, he smiled. Alex just knew he would love the magical world. It felt completely natural, like he found what had been missing in his life for a long time.