Timewarp
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Like all young girls on their first date with a boy, all the usual "what if...?" questions began to raise themselves. He placed his dainty feet inside the red shoes and minced down the stairs. Tony stood as "she" entered the room and Richard was pleased that all the primping and preening had been to good effect.
Tony was virtually speechless at the sight of the beautiful young girl he was taking out. Pam placed a red velvet jacket over "Susan's" slim shoulders and, placing her arm in Tony's, they all left for the dance. At first, Richard was a little nervous when they arrived at the local Palais.
The rock 'n' roll music was quite loud and he was used to being one of the boys in this sort of environment. Instead, here he was, standing with a group of chattering girls, fussing over hair and make-up, while the boys were getting the drinks and fooling around. Before long, however, he was into the swing of things and even allowed himself a couple of dances, twisting and twirling to the Jive and trying to remember the female parts.
Soon, the band were playing a slow, seductive version of "Blue Moon" and Susan found herself in Tony's arms, swaying softly to the music and enjoying every feminine, sensual moment of her life as a girl. The figure-hugging dress, the undulating breasts, the soft, tickling sensation of the frilly petticoats, the smooth tautness of the silk stockings. This moment could never end!
But the dreamy feeling became all too real. Suddenly Richard was aware of the lights blurring, the sound of the music fading and the floor moving from under him. He was being transported back to the present! Oh no, not now! He couldn't lose this feeling! But it was too late and he knew it. He could hear the anguised cry of Tony, begging his beautiful "Susan" to wake up, before his mind became a complete blank.
Consciousness came slowly and not particularly easily. As his eyes fluttered open, he realised that Susan Radley had gone and Richard Fielding's mind was back in Richard Fielding's body. It was the present all right - there was the machines surrounding him and there were the scientists gazing at their subject. He felt a deep regret for his lost femininity. He moved his head suddenly, to try and look around the lab.
The sudden movement caused a lock of long, blonde hair to come tumbling down across his eyes. Surely...it couldn't be...! He looked down his body, and saw the firm round breasts encased in the deep, red taffeta, the slim, curvy hips and the shapely legs. It was true! Somehow, they had transported him back - but still encased in Susan's body!
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