"If there's one thing I believe, it's that wishes never come true. The only scary thing is letting yourself believe they might."
As a child, I dreamed of being a witch—just like all the women in my family. Every year for Halloween, I dressed up as one. When I closed my eyes at night, I prayed to become one. But there was always one little problem. I was a boy, and boys couldn't grow up to become witches.
When I finally realized this, my life lost its color. I lost the will to do anything except just get through. I buried myself as far from the world as I could.
But just after my thirty-third birthday, things started happening. Things I couldn't explain. And when my body started to change too, I wondered if maybe wishes do come true.
A young boy wants to be a witch but only women are witches so he's in for a major disappointment in life. Every female in his family became a witch when young which makes him feel even worse.
He goes bowling but something seems to be wrong. He develops breasts and ends up as a girl, Sarah. Then there's a coven meeting and he finds out the change is even bigger than expected.
There is also sex in the book, as usual.
I like it that the young boy grew up and finally got his wish.