Sensational Swimwear: There’s No Place Like Home by: Paul G Jutras

 

"It totally rocked." Susie said on the car phone. "Then Lesley wanted to know where I got the matching purse, Angelica. Of course it look good on me. What wouldn’t?"

"Do you hear something?" Paul asked.

"Excuse me, Angelica." Susie put the phone down. "No dear, I don’t hear anything. Especially Angelica with all your talking into my ear."

"Wait here." Paul ordered as he pulled the car off to the side of the road. While Susie kept talking on the phone, Paul got out and looked under the hood. Steam rose up like a hot water geyser; causing sweat to form on his forehead. Taking out a hanky, Paul whipped his forehead and head back behind the wheel. Glancing up at a pair of towers stretching over some tree tops, he had a glimmer of hope. He got back into the car to find his wife hadn’t missed a beat in speaking on the phone.

"Sorry dear, but the car is dead." Paul let out a sighed. "The good news is that there’s a house just beyond the trees. We should be able to call for a tow truck and get to the party before it’s over."

"I have to go, Angelica." Susie said as she put the phone down. "I should hope so."

They began walking down the dark woods road. Bats flew overhead, owls hooted, and the wind blew through the trees. After a while, Susie saw the roof above the trees. "About time." Susie complained as she leaned against a tree, took off her shoe and rubbed her stocking coated foot. "My feet are killing me."

Just as they reached the end of the path, the moon came out from behind the clouds. There stood the spookiest old house either of them had ever seen. "Did we walk onto some horror movie set or what?" Paul joked as the bats flew around the towers and kept out of the light of the moon.

Susie and Paul crept up into up to the house and peeked into the window. In the dark they saw several shadows. "The light is showing figures," Paul whispered. "Someone must be home."

The two went to the front door and rang the bell. All by itself, the door slowly opened! They tiptoed inside. "Is anyone home?" called Paul. No one answered.

Then...bang! The door slammed shut and Susie knocked over a free standing mannequin while clutching Paul out of fear. "Relax, Susie." Paul calmed her down. "It was just the wind."

"Hey!" Susie said with a smile. "The mannequin’s shoes are just my size. My old ones got ruin in that muddy forest."

"If you want them, you’ll have to pay the store owner for them." Paul said as he walked up the front counter and tapped the little bell on it.

"Who wreaked my mannequin?" Josie gasped from the top of the stairs. "I should make one you take her place until I can see about repairing it."

"I don’t want to be some dummy being groped by some strangers hands as they dress me in tacky clothes." Susie backed away in fear, only to have her arm grabbed hold by Paul.

"Can’t you tell a joke when you hear one?" Paul giggled. "Do you have a phone we can use?"

"Sure, it’s straight down the hall." Josie pointed into a dark corridor as a overhead light suddenly showed down upon a title floor. "Just follow the path of colored titles."

A female laugher seemed to echo through the old halls as it seemed like a warning not to go that way. They knew that idea was crazy and started to follow it anyway. The path took them to a door. When they opened it, they found a child’s playroom on the other side.

"No phone in here." Paul looked about the room. Each of them saw the room differently. Paul saw a pink rug with a canopied bed, pink alarm clock, and a doll house. Susie; however, saw a blue rug with a cowboy lamp, action figures and horror posters covering the walls.

They went to the door at the far end of the room and opened it. On the other side, the colored titles continued to lead them down more halls. With a shrug they went on. Paul didn’t notice that Susie wasn’t looking up at him anymore, but starring at him at eye level.

As they went along, they came to another room and entered it. "There’s a phone." Paul said as he found himself in another bedroom. This one had fashion magazines, LP records and make up kits scattered about the place to Paul’s eyes. To Susie’s eyes; however, it had a bunk bed with playboy magazines sticking out from under a pillow and clothes tossed all about the place.

When Paul picked up the phone, he found no dial tone to it. "Almost like a movie plot." Paul sighed in a higher pitch voice than normal. The two continued out of the room and headed further down the darken halls. Halls that lit up as they passed through it and darkened again when they left it.

The next room looked like a small apartment. Once again each saw it in their own way as they began to fall into some type of brainwashing trance. Susie finding the mannequin’s shoes too small for her now had left them behind, only to have Paul mindless step into them for a perfect fit.

Reaching the next bedroom, Paul noticed a queen size bed inside that looked perfect for a married couple. At this point both were acting like they were in a trace. Paul didn’t notice that his body didn’t only changed into a perfect copy of Susie, but that Susie changed into a perfect copy of him.

Seeing a purple bikini on a dress makers dummy, Paul couldn’t stop himself from stripping out of his clothes and putting it on. "These go with my shoes so well." Paul said in Susie’s sweet voice. "You just have to buy it for me."

Just then the phone by the bed rang. Paul reached over and said without thinking, "Susie here."

"This is the store owner, Josie." Josie said. "Just wanted to let you know that your car is repaired and ready to take you to the party. "Also the shoes and bikini will be charged to you credit card. You’re free to go whenever you like."

As a wall spun around, the two found themselves in the store’s front room with Josie. Paul gave Susie and romantic smile that flashed upon Susie’s former face. Even though Paul was now in a woman’s body, he still preferred women; which is what Josie had been hoping for.

"Call me sometime." The new Susie (formally Paul) whispered into Josie ear as she handed her a business card. "Paul and I are just going together because it business party and we work together. You’re more my type. "

Josie smiled showed she was pleased with her sale that evening. She knew she would take the new Susie up on her offer very soon.

THE END

 

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