A TS Fantasy 9
by: Paul G Jutras
"Aren’t you the cute little girl," Ann said in a barber pole stripe night shirt as she saw the family cat sitting up it the rounded living room chair. As she hop out of the chair, she raced across the floor. Her little paws slipped on the tiles as she jumped on the counter; ran across the top, and stopped at the sink.
"It isn’t supper time." Paul said as he walked over in a black Full Moon Video T-shirt and shorts. She picked up Salem and put her on the bed and covered her to the neck with a bedspread. As Paul tickled her, the cat nibbled on his finger. "It’s play time."
"You got her?" Ann said as she came out in a white T-shirt and sandals with blue shorts. She hooked a leash to Salem’s collar and stared to drag her across the floor and toward the front door.
"I don’t think she wants to go out." Paul said, removing the leash. The cat took off her and climbed into his condo to hide.
"We can try teaching her to walk on a leash later." Ann said as Paul went into the bathroom and carefully applied some eye shadow, foundation and lipstick. Slinging a purse over his shoulder, they headed out to the fair.
The first thing Paul did was take a mat and head up a series of connected steps to the top of a slide. It was only a short wait until he was kneeling on the mat and sliding down at full speed to the bottom.
After whirling around on the Scrambler it was 25 cents for tickets to ride in the haunted house. Fake bats and spider webs on walls that glowed in the dark with special paintings. They pass a python between a glass wall cage and watched a pair of bony hands try to bust out from inside a coffin.
Buying some popcorn, Ann went on the merry go round while Paula went into the funhouse. She travel passed a bunch of hanging chimes, sliding/ tilting floors and into a hall of mirrors. Paula was glad that a fine layer of dust left footprints for her to follow. Up a spiral staircase to a second floor and a series of air compress sprays from floor panels and a slide out.
A ride on the tilt-a- whirl before leading and heading home. Slipping into a blue, one piece bathing suit, Paula climbed into the pool and began to swim a few exercise laps before getting to bed.
In a green night shirt, Paula got ready for bed with a good book while the cat curled up at the foot of the bed. As she moved her leg, she knocked her Blockbuster Video box to the floor while watching Trancers. Placing some cotton balls between his toes, Paul began to paint his nails one at a time.
When a bat flew into a window Ann and her husband grabbed a pair of broom to try to swat it. While neither of them hit the bat, they proved quite a comical routine as they swatted each other instead. Then finally drove it out.
The next day Paul used some hair off mittens to remove the hair from his previously shaven legs and took a shower with Pert Plus shampoo and conditioner. Paul loved how silky it made his hair and how smooth his hairless body was.
"This is so good." Paul said with a towel wrapped around his full body. Sitting on the side of the bed; he pulled a pair of suntan pantyhose, and slid his pointed toes into it. It felt so good going up to his knees before he put in his second leg. Standing up he pulled it up over his panties.
Removing the rest of the towel off his chest, he put his uniform shirt on as quickly as possible. He hated exposing his bare upper torso, feeling it as wrong as most girls do. Once the shirt was on, he put his black slacks and sneakers on. He flexed his nylon mesh toes in the shoes and love the feeling more than ordinary socks.
"How’s it going?" Ann asked in a black Speed Racer shirt and shorts with her Weight Watchers breakfast while Paul grabbed himself a slim fast.
"Be better if I could reapply my made up and put on a bra." Paul said with a grin before closing the door. He loved the feel of the nylons rubbing both against his legs and slacks. A feeling he’d enjoy throughout the day. "I don’t want to loose my job any sooner than needed."
After work, Paul put on a pair of breast forms and slipped into a black silk tank top and white floral print skirt that reached his painted toes. With his sneakers removed, he stepped into a pair of sandals.
A knock came at the door. As Paula stepped out with a smile to answer it, she let her neighbor, Donna in. As Donna invited Ann to the gambling boat the coming weekend, Ann couldn’t help but giggling.
"You’re wearing nylons in 85 degree heat." Ann laughed at her taupe hose with her white T- shirt, loafers and blue shorts. Paula just glared her mother who knew how much her tom boy of a mother knew her daughter/son like nylons.
Paula headed off down to Ron Jon, which shopping provided exercise all its own. As Paula went up one set of stairs and down the other, she checked shirt after shirt, but didn’t find anything the caught her attention.
When Paula got home, her mother had already had her costume waiting for her. Putting on a white body suit with a green collar, she fixed up a green wrap around skirt and slipped on a pair of platform boots that reached her knees. "I make a pretty good Sailor Jupiter, if I say so myself."
Fixing her make up, she headed off to the costume party. When she reached their, she saw a Zorro chasing a gypsy girl out of the store with his sword. Paula walked in and was approached by three girls dressed as Sailor Mars, Sailor Venus and Sailor Mercury. They gave a girlish giggle and gave Paula a friendly hug.
After watching Halloween 5 Revenge of Michael Myers, they got ready for the costume contest. Paula was a bit creep out that someone actually came dressed as the Halloween movie icon, Myers himself. Two space warriors had themselves a sword fight while Paula and the Sailor Scouts did a little routine that ended up in a classic Sailor Moon poise.
Paula and her friends made it to the 2nd round of the contest before loosing and going home for the evening. It would be a night Paula wouldn’t soon forget.
THE END
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