"What’s up?" Paul asked Lesley as he and Karen entered the time lab belonging to the science school. The lab looked perfect empty, except for a control pad in the center and some doors against the far wall. Each wore silver skin tight outfits with no underwear since underwear was thought of as unneeded in the future.
"A problem in the time line." Lesley said as she press a control button and the door on the wall opened up. "I need you to go back in time and see what the problem is."
"Right." Paul and Karen said as they climbed into the machine and watched the door closed. As the time machine door closed, the lab door opened. Lesley’s boyfriend walked into the room with a hard on and started to rub her shoulders. As she turned around to kiss him, she became transparent and he passed through her. The control console was hit my mistake.
"Oh, no!" She cried. "See what you made me do."
"How is going to effect the students trips?" John asked.
"I don’t know?"
At a government agency a group of hippies in the 1960s held up protest signs. When Paul’s body appeared, they thought it was a sign from God. "Jeepers, man." A man called Sundance said in shock. "Moonbeam, have you seen anything like this before?"
"No way." Moonbeam said as she walked over. "What your name wish one?"
"Karen," was the name that was uttered from Paul’s lips. "Looks like the time machine is broken for multiple passengers."
"We’ll follow you anywhere great Karen." The hippies said as Karen got a ride to the loft where the group hanged out. Many were into yoga and meditation. The place looked like it could do a real cleaning job and Karen offered to help.
Meanwhile in the middle ages, Paul appeared in Karen’s body before a old bearded man in robes. "Welcome, Paul." The wizard said with a smile.
"How did you know my name?" Paul asked as he began to think no underwear wasn’t such a good idea as he felt the need for breast support. "Who are you?"
"I am Merlin." The wizard said. "Living my life backwards, I know everything of the future. King Arthur really could use a woman since the queen left him for Lancealot."
"I can’t." Paul protested and shivered at the idea of being touched by a man. "I... I don’t want to mess up with the course of time."
"You are meant to be here and now." Merlin said as he took Paul through the courtyard and into the castle. He waited behind a screen as Paul slipped out of his silvery suit and into a flowing green dress with built in corset and breast support. It was a relief on his back to have his breasts supported.
Merlin then took Paul outside of the kings chambers and left him. Raising the front hem in his dress, Paul knocked on the door and entered. The stone floor was cool under his bare feet as he approached the king. "I was asked to help your lonely self.
The king smiled and approached him. He reached his hands around Karen’s neck and removed the dress. Standing naked before the king, Paul helped the king undress and slipped into bed with him and started to French kiss.
Meanwhile in the 1960s, Karen was too tripping on the drugs she was popping to care about being in a male body. She was so space out even that she was soon naked and joining the guys and girls in an orgy in the middle of the room. By being in the place and time, Karen was about to get Moonbeam pregnant, something her unofficial husband was unable to do. Her son’s great granddaughter, Lesley would become his teacher.
As both Karen and Paul hit their hand held return devices, they were snapped back to the time machine in the time lab. As they stepped out of the device, Paul was going to talk to their government officials to see if they could at least reinstate bras for women for underwear. He wasn’t sure if he could go through life with his chest bouncing ever which way with every movement. He liked watching it as a man, but now as a woman it was a different.
Lesley was glad to be solid again and reminded them of the rules that the chances of any future trips switching the two back was highly remote. That whatever happens, they better get use to one another new forms. They’d be stuck that way for a long time. Probably forever.
THE END
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