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You open your eyes and you're standing in a massive bed room with polished oak furniture. You look and that there's an old corded phone on the nightstand. Wow you think to yourself your actually in the past.
You hear a man's voice yell "Eureka! I did it! I'm in the past!" You turn your head quickly and you feel hair rubbing against your cheek. You grab it with your small smooth hands. Your female hands! You look down and see the body of a 20 something women. You start to steam in angry then yell "Damn it Paul!"
You run down the stairs feeling the alien movements of this new body, and when you turn the corner your looking up at the smirking face of a tall well build blonde man in a blue denim jacket. You put your clenched fists on your now hips and ask "Paul is that you?" The man laughs and says "You know it! What a trip!" You cross your arms over your chest, but after feeling your boobs, you throw your arms down.
"Look what you did Paul, you got me turned into a chick!" Paul laughs again. "Oh I hadn't noticed." "Stop playing around Paul!" "Oh calm down. We're in that 1960's! We're time travelers, sexy ones at that." Paul quickly unzips your top to get a peak at the "goods".
You glare at your friend, and say "I want to go home now!" "Paul still looking at your boobs says matter of factly "Sorry we can't. The genie tricked us." "What!" you yell. "Yeah, both the genie's lamp and the time machine are back in my apartment 50 years from now."
You scream "WHAT!" and grab Paul by the collar of his shirt. "We're trapped in the 60's and I'm some random women, and you're acting like it's no big deal!?!?" Paul grabs your wrists and pulls your hands from his collar. Still with both of your wrists in his hands, he towers over you and look down in your eyes. This was strange to you for back in your former bodies you were nearly a foot taller then him, and could easily over power him, now the shoe is on the other foot.
Calmly Paul says "This is a Big Deal. That's why I'm not panicky. Now we currently don't have a way back home so we're stuck here. Ok?" "Ok." you meekly responded. "Now the year is 1967." "How the hell do you know that Paul!?!" "The Calendar." in which Paul points out. "Now we're in a mansion so odds are we're rich, and there is a congratulatory letter on the table for a recent wedding. So odds are we're newly weds." "OH God!" you sigh.
"Stop being overly dramatic. You don't realize what an opportunity this is for you. With my modern understanding of history, and these lives' money. I can dominate US politics, I'm going to be president of the United States!" "Now who's being overly dramatic?" you say to the grinning Paul
Paul starts running through the house and after a few minutes he returns with a bottle of wine and two glass. He starts to pour a glass for you and himself. "This is destiny, can't you see it. You found a genie's lamp. You decide to show it to a someone else instead of making your wishes by yourself. You could have shown it to your girlfriend or heck even Doug, Carl, or Mike, but you picked me! You barely can stand me, but you came to me. We could have traveled to any year, and end up as anybody, but we got a year of political crisis and we're both rich, young and good looking. I'll be president before Y2K." he hands you the glass and raise his for a toast. "For our magnificent future!"
You tilt you head as the man before you went from calm and collective, to talking of destiny! "That's all good for you Paul, but I'm still well this." you gesture to your new female frame. "Don't you get it, that new body of yours is going to be a major tool in our rise to power." He grabs your hand and guild you to a mirror on the wall so you can get your first true look at yourself.
"Your now a Gorgeous Lady, people are going to see you the same way they did Jackie Kennedy. While I'm the brains of the operation, your going to be the secret weapon. You're going to win the hearts and minds of donors and voters. Imagine if you asked for someone for their vote, you think their going to say no?"
You look at the face in the glass a cross from you. She is beautiful, but do you really want to be glorified arm candy for Paul!
You hear a man's voice yell "Eureka! I did it! I'm in the past!" You turn your head quickly and you feel hair rubbing against your cheek. You grab it with your small smooth hands. Your female hands! You look down and see the body of a 20 something women. You start to steam in angry then yell "Damn it Paul!"
You run down the stairs feeling the alien movements of this new body, and when you turn the corner your looking up at the smirking face of a tall well build blonde man in a blue denim jacket. You put your clenched fists on your now hips and ask "Paul is that you?" The man laughs and says "You know it! What a trip!" You cross your arms over your chest, but after feeling your boobs, you throw your arms down.
"Look what you did Paul, you got me turned into a chick!" Paul laughs again. "Oh I hadn't noticed." "Stop playing around Paul!" "Oh calm down. We're in that 1960's! We're time travelers, sexy ones at that." Paul quickly unzips your top to get a peak at the "goods".
You glare at your friend, and say "I want to go home now!" "Paul still looking at your boobs says matter of factly "Sorry we can't. The genie tricked us." "What!" you yell. "Yeah, both the genie's lamp and the time machine are back in my apartment 50 years from now."
You scream "WHAT!" and grab Paul by the collar of his shirt. "We're trapped in the 60's and I'm some random women, and you're acting like it's no big deal!?!?" Paul grabs your wrists and pulls your hands from his collar. Still with both of your wrists in his hands, he towers over you and look down in your eyes. This was strange to you for back in your former bodies you were nearly a foot taller then him, and could easily over power him, now the shoe is on the other foot.
Calmly Paul says "This is a Big Deal. That's why I'm not panicky. Now we currently don't have a way back home so we're stuck here. Ok?" "Ok." you meekly responded. "Now the year is 1967." "How the hell do you know that Paul!?!" "The Calendar." in which Paul points out. "Now we're in a mansion so odds are we're rich, and there is a congratulatory letter on the table for a recent wedding. So odds are we're newly weds." "OH God!" you sigh.
"Stop being overly dramatic. You don't realize what an opportunity this is for you. With my modern understanding of history, and these lives' money. I can dominate US politics, I'm going to be president of the United States!" "Now who's being overly dramatic?" you say to the grinning Paul
Paul starts running through the house and after a few minutes he returns with a bottle of wine and two glass. He starts to pour a glass for you and himself. "This is destiny, can't you see it. You found a genie's lamp. You decide to show it to a someone else instead of making your wishes by yourself. You could have shown it to your girlfriend or heck even Doug, Carl, or Mike, but you picked me! You barely can stand me, but you came to me. We could have traveled to any year, and end up as anybody, but we got a year of political crisis and we're both rich, young and good looking. I'll be president before Y2K." he hands you the glass and raise his for a toast. "For our magnificent future!"
You tilt you head as the man before you went from calm and collective, to talking of destiny! "That's all good for you Paul, but I'm still well this." you gesture to your new female frame. "Don't you get it, that new body of yours is going to be a major tool in our rise to power." He grabs your hand and guild you to a mirror on the wall so you can get your first true look at yourself.
"Your now a Gorgeous Lady, people are going to see you the same way they did Jackie Kennedy. While I'm the brains of the operation, your going to be the secret weapon. You're going to win the hearts and minds of donors and voters. Imagine if you asked for someone for their vote, you think their going to say no?"
You look at the face in the glass a cross from you. She is beautiful, but do you really want to be glorified arm candy for Paul!
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