A Better Solution Than Divorce

by Jennifer Allison

  

Part 2

  

Richard

I asked Helen as we left Dr. Watson. "What did Dean do to deserve to be sent to Demented High?"

"A lot of things but today's stunt was the straw which broke the camel's back," said Helen. "Dean swiped one my bras, then taped it to Allison Barker's locker at school. Then wrote something demeaning on the locker."

"That shouldn't be enough to be sent to Demented High," I said.

"It was the seventh such act of harassment Dean has done to Allison in the last two weeks," Helen informed me. She then told me about the lawsuit the Barkers agreed not to file on the condition that> Dean wears a bra to school for a week or trasnsfers to Demented High. Then she asked, "What will we do about this problem."

"First, Dean will be going back to school wearing a bra," I told her. "But I suggest we don't tell him about this punishment until Sunday night. As for what Dean can do during the three days he is suspended, I have an idea that will keep him busy and help someone at the same time."

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Dean

I figured I was in deep shit when my parents walked in the door but neither one said a thing. My mother headed for the kitchen and my dad headed for his den. I heard him on the phone but couldn't understand what was being said.

Ten minutes later I heard, "Dean, could you come in here."

For a couple of minutes we sat staring at each other, finally my dad asked. "Dean, what do you plan on doing during your suspensoin."

"Just sit around and watch TV and play video games," I replied.

"Do you really think I was going to let you get off that easy," He sounded like he really wanted answer. "Do you?"

"I figure I will just have some extra chores to do," I replied.

"I wouldn't count on too much TV and video games for the rest of the week... there won't be any." As my dad said this he stood up. "But I did find something for you to keep busy with."

"What is that?" I asked.

"You remember my friend Ben Phillips?" he asked.

"Yeah, he owns that riding stable," I answered.

"What you didn't know is that the guy who cleans out his stables is out of town attending a funeral until Monday," my dad informed me.

"Why would I be interested in all of this?" I inquired.

"Simple, starting at the same time school does tomorrow, you will be cleaning out the stables. You will work until school lets out," my dad told me my punishment. "For the rest of the week."

"WHAT!" I screamed, "you can't do this to me."

"Oh yes I can and I did." My dad also told me. "For every time Ben catches you not doing your job. I will add an extra day to this punishment. Which means you will be doing it on Saturdays."

Before I could say another word he said, "Now get out of here before I decide you do need to do more than clean out stables."

I knew right there and then I had better accept this punishment. Cause if I didn't my dad wouldn't try and stop the imposing of the punishment Mr. Brown had planned for me.

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Dr. Hillery Knox

Looking at the records Adam Watson sent over I knew right away I wanted Dr. McLean in my program. Not just because he was a doctor but because I knew it would keep Richard and Helen together.

I did notice one thing that was completely different from their meetings with Adam. They arrived together instead of separately.

I got right to the point. "How much did Dr. Watson tell you about my program?"

"He told us about your success rate but very little else," replied Richard.

"That is the way I want it," I said. "If the word gets out about my program other than it work I will have to shut down and that will hurt a lot of people that don't deserve to be hurt."

"So what is your program?" asked Helen.

"I want this understood." I stated firmly. "The only people I want to know about my program is the two of and both of your kids."

I watched as the couple looked at each other. "We agree to your condition," both of them said in unison.

"How would you like to live in the other's shoes for a month?" I asked.

"You want us to switch places," said Helen. "Wouldn't a switch be something hard not tell someone about? My husband is a doctor and I am a high school Teacher."

"I don't mean just for the two of you to switch places," I replied.

"What do you mean then?" asked Richard.

"A mind transference," I answered. "I will put your mind in your wife's and hers into yours. Then for the next month you will live in each others shoes."

"It this possible?" asked Helen.

"It is, the only people who know about it don't care to advertize the process exists since it could be miss-used . But it does work."

By the tone of both Richard and Helen's voices I knew they were very interested in my program.

"If we did this how will we explain it to the hospital if my husband shows up in my body. There would be way too many problems and questions. Even if we just stayed at home for a month how would we explain it to our families, friends and neighbors?" Helen asked.

"I agree with my wife. Your program would cause too many problems," said Richard.

"It would cause major problems if you still live and work in the same place," I answered. "I've been doing my program for over two years and all these problems have a simple solution."

"What is that?" asked Helen.

"During the time that you are in the program the two of you will live out West. There is a small town where most of the people know of the program but maintain the secret. The reason they do so is that it is quite beneficial to the town."

"So what happens when we switch bodies and then move out West. What will we do in this town of yours?" asked Richard.

"You will practice mediceine and Helen will teach at the local high school." I replied.

"You mean you will set me up in practice or in a hospital," asked Richard.

"No, nothing like that. You will take the place of the local doctor while she is on maternity leave," I replied.

"I am a pediatrician, I have never done general practice," said Richard.

"That shouldn't cause a problem. Dr. Blaylock is only six months pregnant, so she will be able work with you for a month and she lives in town so if you have any problems she will be there to help," I informed Richard.

"From the sound of what you just said. We will be living out west for more than a month," said Helen.

"You will live out West for six months," I told them. "My program won't cost you a penny, but it will cost six months of your time."

"What will happen to our kids during the six months we are gone?" asked Richard.

"We have three options there. 1. Have them live with friends or relatives. 2. They can live with you. 3. They can switch minds too and live with you."

"You can switch them too?" asked Helen.

"If they both want to," I replied. "I have found that all kids at one time or another have fantasize about being the other sex. This way they get to see what its like to wear the other's shoes."

"It might be the best thing for Dean." Helen went on and told me what Dean did to Allison Barker that day and the six other times. Helen also told of the Barkers required punishment.

"My I make a suggestion. If Dean goes to school wearing a bra don't tell him anything about my program until next Friday. He might just surprise you and want to switch."

"I have a question, I am afraid to ask," said Richard.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Have you had people in your program who didn't want to switch back?" Richard asked

"I would like to know what happens if one wants to switch back and one doesn't," asked Helen.

"I have had over forty couples who have decided not to switch back, but never have I ever had a couple who wanted to switch back that haven't. I talk to each person involved separately and if I feel, for any reason, that they don't want to stay switched, I will make the couple switch back," I told them. "The doctor that is going on maternity was part of my program. The doctor and her husband decided to stay switched. It is the doctor's first child but they had already three before the switch."

"What I think is the best thing to do is for my wife and I to discuss this between ourselves and think it over before we make this important decision," said Richard. Richard then looked over at Helen, and said, "we should be able to give you our answer by Monday."

"Monday will be find with me," said Helen.

"How long will it take for you to take a leave of absence from the hospital, doctor," I asked Richard.

"Three weeks at the most." Richard said. "I just realized something. I will be a woman for one month and a man doctor for five months. Wouldn't it be easier for me and my patients if we switched for the whole six months?"

"Yes it would, but that is entirely up to you and your wife," I replied.

"That is something else my wife and I need to discuss and think about." Richard told me as the McLeans got up. "We'll call Monday to give you an answer one way or the other."

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Helen

In the car Richard made a surprising announcement. "I believe Dr. Knox is right about one thing. M ost teenagers think about what they would do if they had a chance to be the other sex , I did."

"Did you ever try on any of your moms stuff?" I asked surprised by his revelation.

"Yes I did. I spent many evenings hiding beneath my sheets in dirty panties, masturbating and dreaming I had all the curves and bumps in all the right places," my husband confessed.

I reached over and rubbed my husband's thigh and then said. "We haven't made love for awhile."

"You want to do it tonight?" he asked.

"Yes I do. Give a couple me minutes after the kids go to their bedroom," I replied.

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Richard

Dean greeted us at the door as we walked in the house.

"Dad, please don't send me back to Mr. Phillip. My arms are so sore I can barely move them," Dean begged me.

I just held up one finger telling him to wait a minute.

I then open my medical bag and pulled out a box of BenGay. "You might need this."

"DAD!" Dean whined.

"I am doing this for your own good. Every time you want to hassle a girl again, I want you to remember every muscle ache and every blister."

Dean didn't stop there, "But dad!"

"One more word, you can clean stables Saturday too," I told him.

Dean didn't say another word not even at the supper table. I think he thinks that if he does the silence treatment that I will change my mind. Heheheh.

By nine o'clock Jennifer went off to her room and since Dean couldn't watch TV he had already gone to his room. Helen gave me a wink and a nod of her head as she headed off to our bedroom. I waited five minutes before heading to the bedroom.

The first thing I noticed upon entering the room was the clothes that were where my pajamas usually where. Instead of my clothes I found one of wife's see through nighties with a lacy pair of panties. "Hey Helen where are my Pajamas?" I asked.

Her reply shocked me, "I thought you might like to wear what I laid out." She shocked me even more when she walked out of the bathroom. She was wearing my pajamas.

I didn't waste a moment. I didn't want her to change her mind. I was out my clothes and into the nightie. I almost came early as I slid the panties up my legs.

Then my wife and I made love. <In the past when we made love I was always directing the actions. Tonight my wife took over. The only thing I did which might be considered manly was fuck her but I was the one my back. I shot the biggest load of the night when she was sucking my male teats and rubbing my dick through my panties.

From that night until the switch this was the way we had sex. She was aggressive and I was the submissive one in the relationship. She told me why she wanted to change the style of our sex. "This way you will have some practice for after we switch."

"I guess you decided you want to do the switch?" I asked.

"Yes I have, haven't you?' she asked me.

"I made my decision in Dr. Knox's office right after she mentioned it," I replied. "When should we tell the kids?" I then asked.

"I think it would be best that we wait until Friday," she answered. "Let us see how Dean handles wearing a bra to school."

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Dean

I did notice that my parents seem happier. I even knew why. I just happened to pass their bedroom and heard all the moans and groans coming from their room.

It took all of Saturday and Sunday to rest up from all the shit I scooped during my suspension. By Sunday I understood I had learned a very valuable lesson. I was not meant to be a common laborer, so I decided to not do anything that would cause me to be kicked out of school permanently.

 

At 6pm Sunday evening I was called into my dad's den. In the room was my mom, dad and Mr. Brown.

My dad started the conversation by saying, "I have asked Mr. Brown to be here so he knows exactly where you stand and where your mother and I stand on your last punishment."

"My last punishment?" I asked. "I thought I had already paid for my crime?"

"You have paid two/thirds of your punishment. The schools, by being suspended for three days. Mine, by shoveling horse shit for those three days. But you haven't paid the Barkers punishment." He told me.

"That should be easy," I said.

"You might not think so when you learn what the punishment is," said mom.

"I can take anything that the Barkers can dish out," I said. "ANYTHING!!"

"You think so?" said Mr. Brown who then reached behind the chair and pulled out a bra. He then told me. "The Barkers want you to wear this at school for the next week. Just like any girl."

After mom and dad told me about the punishment I still had to do I almost told them where to put that damn bra... but my earlier determination not to do anything to get permanently kicked out of school kept my response somewhat civil. "You have to be crazy," I almost screamed. "What if I refuse to wear this bra?'

"If you don't show up tomorrow morning wearing this bra I will permanently transfer you to Demented High School."

"You can't transfer me there," I said. "I wouldn't last a day."

"Yes I can and I will if you don't wear this bra for the whole week," Mr. Brown told me.

At that I looked at my parents for help.

"I totally agree with the punishment," my dad told me.

"I don't think you would last an hour at Demented," said my mom.

"So it is your choice Dean, a bra or Demented," my dad said.

"Do I have to decide right this very minute?" I asked.

"No, tomorrow morning first period will do," said Mr. Brown.

"How will I ever tell my friends?" I said aloud.

"They already know. Someone leaked the news of your punishment to Becky Abbott. Within half an hour everyone knew about it." my mom told me.

I found out months later it was my mom who leaked the news to Becky.

After mom and dad told me about the punishment I still had to do. I almost told them where to put that damn bra...

 

This ends part 2

  

  

  

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