The Weekend

AF: The Weekend By Bashful

John and Mary Marsh had been married for more than 5 years when John felt the trouble began. John and his partner Ken Lincoln owned a Computer software business. It wasn't Microsoft but it was growing. They both were involved in the development of their products. John handled marketing and sales and Ken was the bean counter. It was a struggle. John should have hired a sales team long ago but he had a problem trusting others with something as important as selling his products. Besides, he would argue, since he helped design the programs, who better to demonstrate and sell them. This caused John to spend a lot of time on the road and in sales meetings sometimes coming home just to drop into bed and fall asleep, sometimes taking a hotel room rather than make the commute for just a few hours sleep. He took to leaving clean underwear and shirts in his car so he could change in the mornings after having to stay in the city.

Mary worked for the city in the human resources department. She was the assistant to the manager and earned a good salary. Mainly she worked there because it provided them with a good health plan. John's company wasn't large enough yet to get a good price on health insurance. John and Mary wanted to have a family but they hadn't yet started. As Mary put it, with a big grin, they were practicing.

Lately though they hadn't done much practicing. John had been very busy with many meetings and trips. Mary hadn't complained, she understood how hard it was to run a business. Ken did his share but he didn't have the people skills to sell. John knew he had to take some time off and spend it with Mary but every time he tried, another wild fire would break out that he had to extinguish.

One day, John ran into an old family friend. He had been a good friend to John's father and he was one to John as well. They were both waiting for a table in the same restaurant. John spotted his friend and they shared a table. Wendell Turner was a retired businessman with an impressive string of successes behind him. John had gotten his advice many times on business matters now he told his friend about his personal problem. He loved his wife but he felt the marriage was lacking the old spice it had in the beginning.

Wendell told John he couldn't look for time to be off, he had to take the time. His family had to come first. It was common for marriages to slow down a little after the first few years, love and lust turned into love and friendship. That was to be expected. If you liked your spouse as well as loving them, your marriage was secure.

John admitted he had not prioritized his personal life. Wendell snorted.

"John, this is the woman you love, the woman you pursued for months and had to talk into marrying you. You told me you had to enlist the aid of her mother to get her to accept your proposal. Why are you talking about your marriage as if it's a series of appointments on your Daytimer? "

John was taken back. Wendell was right. He had stopped thinking about Mary in the special way he used to. Something had to happen to get their lives back on the same track. He determined to make the time for them, this weekend.

John thanked his old friend. They argued good naturedly over the check finally John won out and paid it. Wendell was about to leave when he sat back down and motioned John to do so as well. Wendell pulled a small velvet bag out of his pocket. It was the sort of bag one might get at a jewelry store. Wendell placed the bag on the table in front of John. He told John he wanted him to have the bag and what was in it. John picked it up and emptied the contents into his hand. It was a bronze or copper medallion on a long chain. The medallion was crudely made and obviously very cheap. E was a picture on one side of a small angel or fairy perhaps. The figure held a wand in his/her hand. John knew the medallion must be special for some reason for Wendell to be carrying it. He asked Wendell what it was.

"It's magic my boy, real, live, magic. I know that sounds crazy but that's what it is. I was on my way to give it to a friend who runs the museum here in town. He may know what to do with it. This medallion has the power to change you into anyone in the world. Even our waitress if you so desired. "

John lay the medallion down. He had never known Wendell to play practical jokes. He believed him, for some reason, as crazy as what he was saying sounded. Wendell explained the medallion was originally found in Africa, where it came from before that no one knows. If the wearer of the medallion were to touch a piece of clothing worn by another person, the wearer would become a twin of the other person. If the wearer of the medallion were to touch the medallion to another person, the two would switch places. Each body changing into a duplicate of the other. The medallion could not work on someone who had used the medallion less than 12 hours before. Nor could the medallion change a woman who was pregnant or while she was experiencing her period.

Wendell wanted John to have the medallion. He thought that John might find a way to bring some more excitement back to his marriage.

John stared at his friend. "What are you suggesting that I do with this, Wendell? "

"Whatever you think might help return the spice to your marriage, as you put it. " Wendell said. "Discuss it with your wife, if you can't agree though, don't use it. But be careful, if you misplace the medallion while changed in any way, there is no other way to change back. "

John thanked his friend and placed the medallion back in the bag and dropped the bag in his pocket. John decided Wendell was right, he needed to take care of his marriage first. It was Friday and he headed for home. On the way there, he called and canceled all of his afternoon appointments. He was making time for his wife and their marriage this weekend. John called Mary at her job and told her he was taking the weekend off, starting now. He asked her if she could get the afternoon off. Mary was thrilled, she said she would try and call him back. Before John got home, Mary had called and told him she was off and on her way home.

John arrived home just minutes after Mary did. She was surprised and pleased to see him. They kissed briefly first then John pulled her back to him and kissed her like he used to when they were first married. Mary didn't fight it. They stay locked together for well over a minute.

"Wow, " Mary said, "what was that for? Not that I'm complaining, mind you. "

"Just wanted to let you know I still love you. " John said.

"I still love you, John. " Mary said softly, almost sadly.

"Is something wrong? " John asked.

"No dear, just tired, it's been a long week. " Mary said.

"Now don't get me wrong, " Mary said, "but may I ask what brought this on? "

"I ran into Wendell at lunch today. I've always been able to talk to him about things I wouldn't discuss with another guy. He's almost a father to me, you know that. I mentioned I felt there was something lacking between you and I. He advised me to stop worrying about the company and start paying attention to you and our life together. I took his advice immediately. "

"Yea, Wendell! " Shouted Mary. "Oh John, I've missed you so much. I really need some time alone with you. Thank you, darling. " Mary followed this with a passionate kiss.

It was John's turn to be surprised by the intensity of the kiss. He kissed her back and one thing lead to another. A little while later, two happy, pleasantly exhausted, people cuddled in each other's arms.

John was unaware how much he had missed the closeness that intimacy brought. He slept with Mary almost every night but the feeling of holding someone you have just made love to was nothing like the simple act of sharing a bed. Too often John had been asleep before his head hit the pillow.

Mary was more relaxed than she had been in weeks. She never wanted this minute to end. It would but she felt that her marriage was on much more solid ground since John came home today. The dark spot in her memory was almost totally eradicated by the events of the last few minutes. The rest of the weekend together should make it disappear completely.

"Wendell was right, " John said, "he usually is. You don't get to be 80 years old without learning what's important. I'm glad I've learned that lesson today."

Mary just made a sweet sound of contentment.

"I guess we won't be needing the marital aid Wendell sent home with me after all. "John told her.

"Marital aid? Did Wendell give you a phallus shaped vibrator or something?" Mary asked with a giggle. She thought that might be fun, a little kinky experimentation.

"No, nothing like that. Actually it probably is a joke but he gave me a medallion that can change your shape. Or so he claimed. "

Mary sat up. What did the medallion look like she asked. Her eyes were bright with excitement.

John told her it was in his coat pocket. "Let's see, that's on the floor of the living room, between your dress and bra, in the trail of clothes we left on the way in here. "

Mary laughed at the sight and ran to get the medallion out of John's coat pocket. She jumped back on the bed with the small velvet bag in her hand. She opened the bag and poured the medallion into her hand. Her eyes lit up even more than before.

"John, this is the Medallion of Zulo. " Mary exclaimed "I read stories about this on the Internet. I always thought it was just a legend but this looks just like what the stories described. "

John began to suspect this was a joke contrived by Mary and Wendell. He decided if it was, he would be a good sport and play along. He had nothing to lose.

"So you already know how this works then? " John asked her.

"Oh, yes. " Mary said "If you'd like I can pull some stories I downloaded from the 'net so you can read them for yourself. This thing can change anyone into anybody else, if it really works of course. Just because it looks like the real thing, doesn't mean it has magical powers. "

Mart told John some of the stories she had read. He liked that better because they were doing it together and she wouldn't have to sat there and watch read.

Mary told John of the man who kidnapped his children and then found the medallion. He used it to disguise himself as a woman. Then she and the kids lived as a single mother and her two children until the real mother found them. The real mother became a man using the medallion and impregnated the former man. She then changed back and left her ex-husband pregnant and unable to revert to being a man because she took the medallion with her.

Another story involved a man who used the medallion to change into an exotic dancer because he couldn't find a job anywhere else. Then he got stuck that way when the medallion was stolen.

"I don't know about this. " John said "All these men winding up stuck as women for life. Doesn't sound very safe. "

"These are just stories John, it probably doesn't even work. But id it did and were took certain precautions. Would you switch bodies with me? " Mary asked with a lascivious grin.

"Switch bodies and then what, do your laundry? " John laughed.

"No, then we make love, of course. Then you do the laundry"

She told him she had a fantasy about being a man and making love to a woman. She wouldn't make love to a woman, as a woman, but having sex with John as a woman she Found . . .stimulating.

"Are you saying the thought makes you hot? " John said with a grin.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying. " she said while blushing. "How about you, would you let me make love to you if we were in each others bodies? "

John was silent for a time. He had heard of this fantasy before. Many people, he was sure, wondered about how it feels to make love as the opposite sex. He had considered it before and found the idea repugnant. He couldn't accept the idea of another man sticking his penis into his body no matter what John's body may look like at the time. However, if Mary were the other 'man' then that was different. That he not only could accept, he was also turned on by the idea. Besides, she wanted to do it obviously and he owed her a great deal to repay the neglect of the last few months.

"Yes, I would, at least once, if the medallion actually works. But lets talk about the precautions we mentioned. Where would we put the medallion? When would we change back? Who drives the car if we go out? There are a lot of questions to be answered. " John was obviously having fun with this.

Mary was too; she was a mile ahead of John in planning this out. She wanted the medallion to work so badly.

"Okay, we keep the medallion in the floor safe. It's fire proof and burglar resistant. That should keep it safe. We change back when either one of us is ready or late Sunday night. Which ever comes first, agreed? We don't expect the other to do anything they don't want to. No pressure to act out some weird fantasy. If both of us don't agree to it, we don't do it or even bring it up again, agreed. Finally, we keep this a secret. We don't tell anyone we have switched, if we do, they will lock us up for being crazy. "

"Sounds like this is something you have been planning for sometime. " John told her

"Like I said, this is a fantasy of mine. It doesn't rule my life, but I enjoy imaging it and reading the stories. Now, are you ready? " Mary had the medallion around her neck and she was reaching out to touch John with it when he stopped her by grabbing her wrist.

"We're naked so clothes aren't a problem, " John said, "but shouldn't you take off your rings and earrings? "

Mary giggled and pulled her diamond studs out of her pierced ears and handed them to John. She then removed her wedding and engagement rings and handed those to John as well.

"What are these for? " He asked.

"For you to put on after the change is done, silly . . .girl. " Mary told him with a wink.

John laughed and pulled off his own wedding ring and handed it to Mary.

"Wait! " John said, "What about your period? When is that due? If it starts while I'm you we have to wait for it to pass before we change back. "

Mary thought for a moment. "At least 10 days, maybe 11, okay? "

John nodded, he knew Mary was using birth control pills, he would just make sure to take them as well.

Mary leaned forward and reached out with the medallion. John watched as her beautiful C cup breasts swayed slightly when she moved. He thought about how they might be his in a few minutes. The medallion touched the skin of his chest and he immediately felt a tingle cover his body, intense in the area of his nipples and his groin. Mary jumped just a little as she made contact with John.

"Did you feel that? " she said.

John nodded. After the tingle though, he couldn't feel anything, but he could see changes starting. It was working! John's arm and chest hair began to disappear and he was shrinking. John was 6' 1 and weighed about 175. He had medium length brown hair and gray eyes. He never considered himself more than average looking but Mary thought him quite handsome, in a rugged short of way.

Mary was average height and build 5' 6 and weighed just about 115. She had thick wavy blonde hair that she wore just to her shoulders. With the wave she naturally had in her hair, she didn't need to do much more than blow it dry to style it. As long as she didn't let it get much longer. Her face was smooth and had a flawless complexion. John considered her to be a classic beauty but Mary wished her nose wasn't turned up on the end. John loved her nose.

John watched in fascination as Mary's body sprouted hair across her chest and her breasts began to diminish. At the same time, John saw his chest begin to enlarge; his nipples spread out and darken in color.

John had been seated 'Indian style' with his legs crossed while Mary was resting on one hip and her arm, with her legs curled up together. Hers was a modest pose such as a woman might take. As the changes progressed, Mary found it necessary to open her legs up to allow for growth of her new male organ. John was somewhat horrified to see his penis shrinking down and withdrawing back into his body. The familiar aperture replaced it. John felt a tickle on his neck as his hair grew out to the same length as Mary's had been. He became aware that his position was perhaps more revealing than a lady would choose so he changed position to one similar to Mary's.

After about 30 minutes, Mary and John now were identical twins of each other. They had even assumed the same sitting positions the others had been in before.

Mary was the first to speak.

"Oh my God, it actually worked. I look and sound just like you. John, say something, are you okay, did it hurt? "

John was having a hard time talking. His heart was pounding in his chest and it was causing his new breasts to jiggle just a little. He was staring at them when Mary again called his name.

"My gosh Mary, I never really believed it would work. I'm you; I'm really you. Look at my hands, I even have long nails. " John pointed at Mary's face and began laughing, he laughed so hard he had to hold his sides.

Mary was afraid he had become hysterical and wondered if it would be appropriate to slap him. But when John pointed at Mary's face again, he got up and walked to the dresser to look in the mirror hanging over it. Mary saw her husband's face look back. For a moment, she didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Then she noticed she was still wearing makeup. Her features were larger than her feminine face so the makeup was stretched out like writing on a balloon. She began laughing as well if not as hard as John did. He was probably suffering from a slight case of shock. Mary went to the bathroom and washed her face. Noticed she was still wearing nail polish as well and she quickly cleaned the polish off her now shorter nails. It had bunched up against her cuticles when they retracted into her fingertips.

Mary finished at the sink and felt the urge to urinate. She stepped to the toilet and started to sit down but stopped her self. She stood while she peed for the first time. John had stopped laughing and came into the bathroom.

"I thought I heard water on water. Uh oh, that means I have to sit down to pee now, huh? "

Mary nodded as she shook her new equipment before turning to face her very pretty husband. Mary put her hands on John's now wider hips and pulled him close. She bent over and kissed John on his full, inviting lips. John was a little surprised but he quickly got over that and responded to the kiss. They embraced and John was treated to the sensation of his nipples becoming erect and pressing against the bare, hairy chest of his now male wife. The kiss, the touch of bare skin, the knowledge that they were now another sex, add in the fact that these were two people very much in love with each other, the inevitable happened.

John felt his former penis become stiff, rise up and press against his now concave abdomen. At the same time he felt hot desire start to spread from his core to his entire new female body. For the first time, he experienced the sensations of an aroused woman. The wetness, the craving to have an emptiness filled the taunt breasts and erect nipples. John felt his heart speed up again, his breath came hot and panting when his mouth was not occupied with Mary's tongue. John began caressing Mary's broad back and then he slipped one hand down to grasp the throbbing manhood that pushed against his belly. He had no thoughts of being male, no hesitation in him at all. He longed for the penetration that he had never felt but his new body remembered all too well. Mary was stroking his derriere and one of his breasts. They were fighting a war with their tongues and both sides were winning.

"Now Mary, take me now. " John whispered between kisses. Mary needed no more encouragement. They had talked of doing this very thing. They had prepared for the change to occur. They had not believed it would but they had hoped for it. Now the time was at hand.

Mary picked John up in her now powerful arms and carried him the few feet to the bed. She carefully lay him down and stared down at the sight for a moment. John was reaching up for her with out stretched arms, wordlessly begging her to come to him. His breasts were swollen and his vagina wet with anticipation. Mary positioned her self between his legs and leaned forward. She was guided to the spot with John's hand and she felt John's well lubricated lips begin to part as the tip of her penis began to enter him.

As John sensed the impending penetration, he pulled Mary's face close so he could kiss her as a male organ entered him for the first time. Mary delayed her entry while she licked and nibbles and sucked on the breasts that just minutes before had graced her chest. Mary traced around each areola with her tongue and nipped at the stiff point of sensitive flesh that capped each breast.

John could feel Mary just at the entrance to his labia but she was not pushing. He was growing more excited and wanted her inside him now. He wrapped his legs around her waist and pulled her toward him.

Mary slid deep into John with ease. She pushed gently but steadily, completing the move in one slow stroke. She stopped when she could go no farther and paused there. She couldn't believe the intensity of the feelings she was experiencing. She began to move back and forth, slow at first but faster and faster in response to John's urging.

John sighed loudly as Mary sank all the way into his body, feeling the emptiness that he had sought relief for, filled. He wanted Mary in deeper but she was as deep as she could get. He released his legs from around her. When she started moving in and out, John nearly swooned. He had no idea it could feel so good. He found himself flexing new muscles and enjoying new pleasures. John began making low sounds, deep in his throat, encouraging Mary to go faster, faster. She complied as the music playing in their heads raced to the crescendo. At almost the same moment, the symbols crashed and the horns sounded for both of them.

The explosion from Mary's manhood shot deep inside John, triggering an orgasm, the likes of which John had never dreamt. Even after Mary had gently lain down next to John, he was still luxuriating in the internal fireworks going off in his body.

They cuddled and dozed for a time. Each lost in their own thoughts.

"Oh John, " Mary said, "I had no idea it was so intense for a man, and the feeling of . . . power, I'm not sure what to call it. Being on top, being in control, I guess. It's all so intoxicating. "

"I had no idea the feelings of pleasure were so overwhelming for a woman. Being on the bottom, being protected and controlled, it feels so damn good. I can't put it in words. You were terrific, God it, you, were wonderful. "

Mary blushed at her husband's praise.

"You were wonderful as well. I love you more than I ever have. Thank you John, for the weekend, for the switch, for everything. "

They kissed and John announced he had to use the little girl's room. Mary chuckled as John slid out of bed and padded to the bathroom. John sat down to pee and sighed with contentment. He had no idea this day would turn out the way it had. He glanced at the clock. It was only 4:30! Well, he had taken off early and they had spent most of the time in bed. John finished and carefully wiped himself dry. As he stood he noticed an invitation stuck to the mirror. Mary would put notes and cards up there to remind them of important events. This was an invitation to the 60th birthday party for Kenneth Lincoln Sr., the father of John's business partner. John took the invitation into show Mary.

"Honey, " John said, "this party for Ken's dad is tonight, we have to go to it. "

Mary looked uneasy. Probably about going out in public John thought.

"Can't we blow it off. I really just want to be with you this weekend. " She replied.

"I feel the same way but this isn't business. Ken is my friend and his father helped us get started with that loan. Then he refused to take any interest on the loan when we paid it back. It would be insulting not to show up for such a special occasion. We won't have to stay long, just an hour, put in an appearance. Then we'll do whatever you want to do. Besides, this may be only chance I get to dress sexy and go out. " John's pretty eyes were bright with excitement.

Mary didn't want to go but John was right. They had to. She agreed and John jumped up and scampered into the bathroom.

"I get the shower first, we girls need more time to get ready. " he said as he raced off.

John showered and nearly got side tracked once he began soaping his body. He used massive amounts of will power and finished washing. He patted his skin dry and wrapped his hair in a towel. He would need Mary's help with it and he wanted her to have a chance at a shower first. He called out to her that she could have the shower and stepped into her huge walk in closet to choose an outfit to wear.

John had made some modifications to the house when they had it built. The master suite had a big bathroom with a shower and a large whirlpool bathtub. On each side of the bathroom was a walk in closet. Mary's was larger because it included a vanity table and addressing area with a three-sided mirror. Mary was not vain but her appearance was important to her and John had accommodated her very reasonable requests. He fully acknowledged the differences between men and women. He was now going to get a lesson on how profound those differences were in the everyday act of getting dressed.

John wanted to be sexy but at the same time not trampy. He had an idea of what he wanted to wear and he looked for the particular dress. He had not seen Mary wear it lately. It was an evening dress and she would have had reason to wear it in the last few months. John knew this was his fault but he was making up for that now. John found the dress he was looking for. It was a soft knitted material. Jet black in color. The dress had long sleeves and a jewel neck line. The hem ended just 3 inches above John's knees. It was not revealing in the sense that little skin was displayed. It was the way the dress clung to the woman inside it that made it so alluring. The old cliche of being painted on was the only one that fit. Even the slight flare from the hips didn't keep the dress from adhering to the wearer's legs. John knew with the right shoes and stockings, with a garter belt of course, he would look fantastic. He was sure of this because whenever Mary wore this dress she was a knockout. He swelled with pride to have the beautiful woman in this dress on his arm. He knew it attracted stares from men and women alike. John selected a matching bra and panty set and slipped them on. He had seen Mary dress often enough that he was able to manage the bra without assistance. He then slipped on her silk robe and went into the bathroom. John enjoyed the soft touch of the silk on his much softer and hairless skin.

Mary was just getting out of the shower when John walked in. Even with his hair in a towel, no makeup and just wearing a robe, he was beautiful. Mary was naked and John saw with amusement that Mary was very pleased to see him. John was swept up and soundly kissed by his larger stronger wife. They shared the kiss and Mary began untying the robe. John stopped her and pushed back.

"Slow down big boy, we have a party to go to, remember? Let's take care of that then we can play again. Okay? " John was flushed and aroused. He would have enjoyed a repeat performance himself but the party was important. They would have plenty of time for fun and games later.

Mary relented but made John promise they would leave as soon as possible.

"Tell you what, you promise to get ready and help me get ready without any more attempts at seduction and we'll leave as soon as they have cut the cake and we've each had a bite to be polite. Okay, promise, scout's honor? " John said with a grin.

Mary dutifully held up three fingers and said, "I swear. "

"Thank you dear, it is important on a personal level or I would skip it. But I really want to get dressed up. This may be my only chance. " John told her.

"Have you picked out something to wear yet? " Mary asked him.

"Yes, I have but I need help with my makeup and hair. "

"What did you choose? "

"That's a surprise, you help me get the rest of me ready and I'll show you. "

Mary grinned and nodded. She had John take his long hair down and she combed it out. Because of the natural curl in it, she really didn't need to do anything else. It would dry with curls and bounce already in place. It made Mary's life a lot easier than for most women. She had John sit down at her vanity table and she began showing him how to apply makeup. John was doing as he was told and the phone rang. Mary went answer it. It was a telemarketer trying to sell time-share condos in Florida. John chuckled; he knew the lecture the poor slob was about to get. He half listened as Mary tore into the salesman. She called him buddy a couple of times so it must have been a guy. When Mary walked back in still a little agitated she stopped and looked at John.

"Where did you learn to put on makeup? " she asked him.

John blinked and looked in the mirror. He had been applying makeup with out thinking about it while listening to Mary harangue the guy on the phone. Apparently his female body remembered what to do. John's makeup was perfect. Mary told him he was ready except for dressing.

John shooed her out of the closet and she went to John's closet to dress. She was ready in 5 minutes. She choose a dark blue suit with a light blue shirt and a colorful tie. She was sure John would be wearing a nice dress and she didn't want him to look overdressed compared to her. Mary stretched out in the overstuffed chair and put her feet up on the footstool. She waited for John to come out. John found a matching garter belt and some black stockings. He discovered he knew how to put them on as well just as long as he didn't concentrate on the act too much. He threaded the garter straps under his panties so he could slip them off to use the restroom, if needed. He stepped into a pair of high heels with at least 3-inch spikes. He tried walking and stumbled. He tried again without thinking about it and had no trouble. John pulled on a full slip with a short hemline. Then he opened the back zipper of the dress and slid it over his head. He flipped his long, thick hair out of the way and easily zipped the dress back up. He selected a diamond solitaire necklace that was a gift from Ken's parents at their wedding. It matched the diamond studs that John had placed in his pierced ears after the change took place. John put some perfume behind his ears, knees and at his throat. He stood in front of the mirror. He felt the same sensation he felt whenever he had seen his lovely young wife dressed as beautiful as this, only now he was reacting to the sight as an aroused woman. He felt himself get wet again. He blushed at the reaction. John turned away from the mirror and opened the door to the bedroom.

The light was fading outside, it was close to 7:00pm. The bedroom was shrouded in darkness and when John opened the door, he was silhouetted in the light from the closet. Mary saw her former body standing in the doorway. The shapely legs, the curvy figure, the halo of light around the shiny hair. Her breath was taken away by it all. She felt the physical reaction begin in her pants she smiled at the thought of her own body turning her on. Tonight would be one to remember.

John stepped into the room and turned on the lights. Mary sat up and looked shocked at the dress John had chosen. She tried to cover it but John saw the look on her face.

"What's wrong, is something showing? If there something wrong with this dress. It's my favorite and I really want to wear it. " John said, almost pleading.

Mary wasn't comfortable with the whole evening out but she was unwilling to tell John why. Maybe things would have gone different if she had, then again; maybe John could have been a more attentive husband. It was her fault but he was to blame, or visas versa. You choose. The end result may have been the same, we'll never know.

'She covered as well as she could and insisted that everything was fine she was just shocked at how good he looked.

John blushed and kissed Mary on the check, having to rise up on tiptoes to do so.

Mary offered her arm to the lovely creature in the form fitting black dress and they left for an evening neither would ever forget.

John and Mary arrived stylishly late. John felt eyes on him from the moment he walked into the room. He wondered how women got used to being stared at. John mixed with the many people in the room. He located the birthday boy and found himself giving him a birthday kiss, on the lips! It was just a peck really but John felt a little strange about it. He shrugged it off. It was really no different than shaking hands for guys. Women hugged and kissed, that was normal.

After a cup of non-alcoholic punch and a glass of wine, John needed to visit the restroom. He found the guest bath down stairs with a line of three guys waiting to use it. Just then Ken's mother touched John's arm.

"Don't wait down here, Mary, go up stairs and use the bathroom in my bedroom. It has everything you might need dear. "

John thanked her and went up the stairs and to the left to the master bedroom. He entered the room and closed the bedroom door before going into the bathroom. John relieved himself and touched up his makeup. He was looking in the mirror and feeling himself get hot again. The party was going well and they had decided not to have a candle blowing ceremony. John and Mary could leave anytime the wanted. John wanted to leave, he wanted to go straight home and make love to Mary again, right now. He was highly aroused, so much so, he thought he could smell his own natural scent above the perfume he was wearing. He turned out the light as he opened the door to the bedroom.

Just as John stepped out of the bathroom, the bedroom was plunged into darkness. Suddenly a man's arm was around John's waist. A voice whispered in his ear.

" I know I promised but seeing you in that dress is driving me wild. I can't wait, I have to have to you here and now. "

John was shocked at first but then he remembered the adventures Mary and he would have during their first year of marriage. They would attend parties such as this one. Invariably they would become bored, or so they said. They would slip into an empty bedroom or a large closet, one the kitchen pantry. While there they would have a fantastically fast session of raw sex. Made all the more gratifying by the danger of getting caught and the possible embarrassment that would bring. Once they were caught. By the cook, in her pantry. John had slipped her a $100.00 to keep quiet. He knew she would tell every other domestic in town, but she didn't go screaming to the couple who owned the house.

John turned and kissed Mary. They fell backwards onto the bed and Mary quickly pulled John's panties down. They were joined in seconds and it was over in a couple of minutes. They both reached climax more as a result of the danger and adventure of the moment. That was what he and Mary had referred to these little events as 'adventures'. Mary withdrew and stood up, zipping up her pants.

"I'll go out first and make sure it's clear, " Mary said, still whispering, "then you can follow me. You are a fantastic lover. " She kissed John once more. Mary walked to the door and opened it to look out. John watched her shadow move toward the door. She opened the door and a shaft of light fell across her face.

"Your husband doesn't suspect does he? " The man said.

THAT WASN'T Mary! It was Ken's brother, Lyle. He had just screwed John, thinking he was Mary. John was beside himself. Only shock kept him from screaming out at Lyle. Lyle slipped out the door and closed it behind him John lay on the bed, his mouth open. The horror of what had just happened to him sending shivers done his spine. He stood up and felt the residue of Lyle's act run down his leg. Revolted, John rushed back to the bathroom. He threw up in the toilet. When he had emptied his stomach, he straightened up. He cleaned himself up as best he could. He reapplied lipstick and tried to drive the thoughts of his kissing Lyle out of his mind. He wiped his legs off with a wet wash rag and rinsed it out thoroughly before placing it in the hamper. Finally, believing himself to be presentable he walked back downstairs.

John found Mary listening to several men tell jokes. John tugged on Mary's arm and asked to leave. Mary finished listening to the last joke and she put her arm around John's slight waist and guided him out the front door. They stopped and said goodnight to Ken and his parents. Lyle was standing near by but he turned away when Mary and John approached.

Outside, John shoved Mary's arm away and walked toward the car. He stood there while a confused Mary hurried to unlock the door. Mary tried to help him into the car but she was rebuffed. Mary got behind the wheel. She now suspected something had happened between John, and Lyle. She had reason to be concerned.

Mary tried to talk to John but he refused to acknowledge her or even look at her. When they got home. John was out of the car before Mary and beat her in the house. He slammed the door in her face.

Mary entered the house and saw John putting a blanket and pillow on the couch.

"You don't have to sleep out her, honey, I'll leave you alone tonight. " Mary told her husband.

"I'm not sleeping out here, you are, you lying, cheating bitch. " John was so mad he was spitting his words out. He felt small and defenseless but he intended to have his say.

"I can't believe that you have been having an affair with that slimy little piece of garbage, Lyle. Have you no more self-respect than to pick such a loser? Have I been such a bad husband? "

'Yes, as a matter of fact you have. " Mary said evenly. "You have been a very poor husband the last 5 or 6 months. But that does not excuse what happened between Lyle and myself. I was partially to blame for that. "

"Partially, " John sputtered, "who else is to blame? Are you going to tell me Lyle forced you? Where else can you lay the responsibility for this? "

"On you of course. You practically ignored me for 5 solid months while you ran all over the country trying to make us rich. Well, I would rather be poor and your wife than a rich divorcee. Three nights in a row, we had a date to meet for dinner. You missed the first two and on the morning of the third date, you swore on your mother's grave that you would meet me for dinner. I waited in our favorite restaurant for two hours. Finally you called me on my cell phone and told me about the big deal you closed. You were still in the city and your were too tired to come home. You said you would see me the next day. You never even mentioned the dinner date. I sat there and got drunk after the call. Lyle came in and saw me. He offered to drive me home. He invited himself in and the next thing I know we were in bed together. You know what alcohol does to me. I knew better, but I couldn't stop myself. He left about midnight but he called the next day. I made him promise not to speak to me again. Did he say something to you? "

John was quiet for a moment. He remembered the missed dinner date about 8:30 am the next morning. He tried to call Mary but she was out of her office all day. He would have said something when he got home that evening but she didn't bring it up. He thought it best to leave sleeping dogs lie.

John sat down on the couch. He explained what happened between him and Lyle that evening. Mary moved to him, expecting tears. She got anger instead. John was angry at himself for ignoring Mary and creating the situation that lead to her sleeping with Lyle. He was angry with Mary for sleeping with Lyle despite the situation. John was mostly angry with Lyle for first taking advantage of Mary when she was intoxicated and second for breaking the promise he made Mary to leave her alone.

Mary was scared of what was going to happen between her and John. Her infidelity had created a rift between them. In addition, her failure to admit to John she had slept with Lyle had caused John to have sex with a man. Something he had no desire to do. She knew what was coming, she determined not to back down from her responsibilities again.

"John," Mary said, "I'm sorry, I've put you in a terrible situation because I couldn't tell you the truth about what happened between me and Lyle. I should have told you before we went to the party. If you want a divorce, I won't contest it. I also won't expect a share of the company. That's yours. I''ll sleep in the guestroom tonight. We can switch back as soon as we wake up."

Mary stood and walked out of the room. John sat there awhile. He wondered what life without Mary would be like. He didn't want to think about it. He was too upset to make any serious decisions right now. John walked into the bedroom and started undressing. He noticed some stains on the inside of the dress so he put it aside to go to the cleaners. John finished undressing. He took a long hot shower. He scrubbed off the makeup and the perfume but he couldn't scrub off the memory of Lyle and what he had done to him. John dried off and slipped into a simple nightgown. He looked at himself in the mirror, even without makeup, Mary was beautiful. He still felt strange seeing himself in the mirror with her body. He wondered briefly what it would be like to remain this way. Female, beautiful, having men desire you for carnal pleasure. John decided it would take a lifetime of growing up as a woman for him to have accepted that. He was glad Mary was his wife, he would not want to remain in her body though. He felt very tired and decided to try and sleep. This day had started out so well and peaked early. The latter part of the evening was a nightmare though. Maybe in the morning he would have a different perspective.

John crawled into the bed and felt dwarfed by its size in his current, much smaller body. He felt lonely, cold and scared. He wanted Mary in bed with him. He looked at her side of the bed and began crying. He wept for the loss of his marriage and the loss of his innocence. He felt that Lyle had taken something from he could never recover. Even when he became a man again he would have to deal with the thought of tonight.

John dried his tears and got out of bed. He went to the guestroom on the other side of the house. When he got to the door of the guestroom it was closed and he could hear sobbing from inside. John opened the door and walked in. The light from the hall spilled across the room, falling across the bed. Mary was under the covers, her face buried in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably. John walked to the bed and placed his hand on Mary's back. She rolled over and saw John standing there. She sat up and reached for John as he reached for her.

"I don't want to lose you. I love you too much. "

"I feel the same way. I don't want to even think about what happened tonight or three weeks ago. That is the past, for now. I want us to have the weekend that we started. Together, just you and I. That person will not intrude upon us, agreed? "

"Agreed. "

It doesn''t matter who said what, they both felt the same way.

They kissed and Mary followed John back to their bedroom. They fell asleep in each other arms, too emotionally and physically drained for anything other than sleep. Sleep was what they needed most.

The next morning Mary woke up, confused about the unusual pain she was feeling in her groin area. She had never felt anything like it before. She untangled herself from John who was still sound asleep and slipped out of bed. When she stood up she realized she needed to use the toilet very badly. She had never awakened with an erection before so it was a very unique experience for her. She stood at the toilet and relieved the pressure. When she was finished she walked to the mirror and gazed at her male face. It seemed strange to see her husband's body reacting to her thoughts. She thought about the day ahead. She refused to consider last night. She did to have some concern for John and what he must have gone through when he found out he had made love to another man. Mary washed her face and then shaved it. She found it easier than she had imagined and much quicker than shaving her legs. When she was finished she splashed on the cologne of John's that she liked and thought about a way to wake up John that was unique for him.

She came up with an idea and felt a wicked grin come across her face. She slipped back into bed and began caressing John's sleeping female form. She soon had him responding to her touch and she then dove under the covers.

John had never been particularly good at oral sex. He tried but something in his performance was lacking. Mary knew what to do, how to do it and where it should be done. She had decided to give John some practical experience in the art of oral gratification.

Mary parted John's legs and moved the gown up to his waist. She inhaled the musk of an aroused female and trembled at the thought of what she was about to do. She hoped John appreciated this. Mary began by kissing her way down the inside of both thighs; she nuzzled in John's neatly trimmed pubic hair and flicked her tongue at John's clitoris. Mary parted the lips of the labia with her tongue and tasted her own juices for the first time. She felt John's hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair. He was awake and apparently enjoying his wake up call.

John woke up to the most delicious feeling he had ever experienced. Mary was going down on him! He began to feel that pressure once more building up inside him. The same pressure he had experienced yesterday for the first time. As good as intercourse had been, this was a totally new sensation. Mary was very good at what she was doing. John knew he wasn't as skillful at this as Mary would prefer. He understood now another reason for the switch. They would better understand each other's bodies. John threw the covers back out of the way to give Mary more room to maneuver.

Mary felt the covers lift off of her back and she repositioned herself. She slid her arms under John's legs and lifted them up so they were bent at the knees and John's feet were flat on the bed. John legs spread wider now and Mary was able to reach everything easier. In minutes Mary brought John to his first multiple orgasm. John arched his back and let go of a low guttural moan that was both male and female at the same time.

John felt like he had been reborn. The sheer pleasure he was experiencing was like nothing he had ever felt before. He understood now why Mary wanted him to be good at this type of lovemaking now. He enjoyed oral sex as the recipient but not nearly as much as this.

Mary was aroused herself from pleasing John. She wanted to ask John to return the favor but she knew he was too fragile at this point in time to ask him to do something so submissive. She would wait and he wasn't ready before their weekend ended, she would not complain.

Mary was having a problem with the guilt she felt over John's run in with Lyle. She would likely overcompensate as a result. There would have to be a reckoning for Lyle, but not this weekend.

John was beginning to gain control of his faculties once more. He was so enraptured by the multiple orgasm he nearly lost consciousness. Being a woman did have its compensations.

Mary announced she was going to shower, John offered to join her. They stayed in the shower, hugging and kissing and washing each other. It was gentle and sensual. Mary showed John how good it felt to have someone else wash your hair. John showed Mary how good it felt to have someone else wash her new male organ.

After drying each other off and donning robes they adjourned to the kitchen for a late breakfast. Nothing of the previous night was mentioned out loud but it hung in the back of John's mind. He wanted something to bury the memory under. They prepared breakfast together as they had in the first year of their marriage. After eating and cleaning up they talked about what to do. Mary suggested a Movie, John wanted to spend sometime outside first, and do the movie when it was later. Mary agreed to that and they got dressed. Mary selected a T-shirt and jeans. John choose a pullover top and a long, slim, denim skirt he had always found attractive on Mary. It looked fine with the casual walking shoes he choose. He had discovered last night the high heels he had worn came with a price. His feet hurt.

They began the day walking in the park, hand in hand. Enjoying the spring weather. They bought some ice cream and watched the children play on the playground. They both wanted children but were waiting until the time was right. They had lunch in an open-air restaurant and Mary laughed at John's bad jokes. John wanted to see what shopping as a woman was like, Mary liked the idea too so they went to the mall.

John cruised through several stores without seeing anything he liked enough to try on. He was somewhat nervous about going into the women's dressing room. The stores were fairly crowded and the fitting rooms would be too. Mary pointed out a dress she liked and persuaded John to try it on. He fussed a bit but he liked the dress too so he relented and tried it on. It was a one-piece dress with a pleated skirt that ended a good 6 inches above John's knees. The top part of the dress had a scoop neck and back and no sleeves. The dress was navy blue and when John decided to buy it Mary suggested a pair of white pumps to go with it. She had white pumps at home but wanted John to have the experience of picking out a pair of women's shoes. John bought white shoes with a square toe and a two-inch heel. They felt very good on his feet. When he saw the price of $85.00 he almost choked. Mary chuckled at his reaction. She told him the shoes he had worn last night had cost her $110.00 on sale.

Mary paid for the shoes with John's credit card and they continued to shop. John asked Mary if she wanted to buy anything. She told John shopping, as a guy wasn't as much fun as watching him shop as a girl. They kissed lightly and strolled through the mall window shopping and enjoying the nearness of each other.

Mary suggested a drive in the country, just letting the top down on her convertible and letting the wind blow through their hair. John agreed and they returned home for Mary's car. John left Mary drive still and they soon were out of town, driving aimlessly. They passed farms and old school houses and little towns. Mary took several seemingly random turns but they wound up back near their house just about dinnertime. Mary suggested a restaurant. John agreed but wanted to wear his new dress. They both changed clothes. Mary in to Dockers and a sports jacket, John into his new dress and shoes. John planted a surprise for Mary when he changed.

They went to a seafood place they both liked and Mary played the gallant man role. Holding John's chair while he sit down, holding his hand while they talked. Mary complimented his beauty, grace and style. John found himself blushing. He also felt guilty, he used to do the same things for Mary when they were dating and first married. He hadn't done any of that for too long. It was turning into a very educational weekend.

After dinner, Mary wanted to see a movie. John agreed and they went to see the new Julia Robert's movie. John found himself crying at the end. He was beginning to feel the effects of his female body on his emotions. After the movie, John suggested going to see another movie. This one was a brainless "coming of age" movie the critics had all panned. Mary asked why he wanted to watch that movie.

"I don't want to watch that movie, that's the point. " John said with a smile and a wink.

Mary smiled back. They took two seats in the back row and as soon as the lights dropped, Mary and John embraced.

John felt warm, safe and protected with Mary's arms around him. He was also getting very wet. He stroked Mary's manhood through her slacks and squeezed it lightly. Mary was nuzzling John's neck and nibbling on his ear. They kissed Mary pushed her tongue into John's mouth. John felt himself getting wet. Mary's hand eased down John's side, across his thighs and between his knees. She slowly slid her hand up under his skirt, discovering John had worn stocking and a garter belt. Then she discovered he had not worn any panties. Mary smiled while she continued to kiss John; she had frequently gone out to movies without any panties on, but not for some time. They were both learning this weekend. Mary's fingers found their way to the sweet spot she sought and confirmation of her finding it was the gasp she heard from John.

John felt himself approaching climax when a light flashed in his half-opened eyes. John's eyes opened wide and he saw the red, pimply face of a theater usher staring at him. John tried to disengage Mary's tongue from his mouth and her hand from inside his . . .

"Lady, you and your friend will have to leave, we've had some complaints. " The usher said. His voice cracking. He allowed his flashlight to drift down to the juncture of John's pretty legs and Mary's hairy arm. John found himself beset with the giggles over the situation. Mary was blushing and apologizing as John smoothed his skirt down and they rose to leave. The usher showed them to the side door leading into an alley beside one of the stores. They managed to make it outside before dissolving into full-blown laughter. Mary had left John on the brink of climaxing but the laughter helped. As the laughter subsided, they embraced and kissed. Feeling more in love and alive as a couple than they had in years. When they ended the kiss John asked Mary to take them someplace private and quiet so they could finish what they had started in the theater.

Together, they ran to the car. They had switched back to John's big Mercedes when they had changed clothes and now John was glad. He had remembered something special. He wanted Mary to recall it as well but he didn't want to just tell her. Remembering is half the fun. John gave Mary some time to think about it. He had told her to go someplace private and quiet. She drove for awhile and suggested a motel. John shook his head no. Mary saw the light play round John's luxurious dark hair. She thought some more but was coming up blank. John took the nest step by giving her a hint. He slipped off his shoes and carefully climbed into the back seat. He fidgeted back there for a minute until Mary asked him what he was doing back there?

"Waiting for you. " was his reply.

Suddenly it hit Mary and she remembered. The lake! They had first made love in the back of John's old Chevy van at the lake, on a night such as this.

Mary drove to the lake and found their old spot. It was deserted for the time being. Mary parked and got out of the car. She opened the back door and looked in on John. He was sitting with his back leaning up against the other door; his shapely legs pulled up, demurely crossed at the ankles. He had a smile on his sweet lips and his hands folded on top of his bent knees. When Mary opened the door, John uncrossed his ankles and moved his right leg off the seat, resting the foot on the floor. He spread his legs apart and slowly inched his skirt up his thighs until Mary could see everything that awaited her. Mary hurriedly unfastened her pants and they dropped to her knees, she nearly tripped getting into the backseat. John was wet and ready for Mary when she arrived. She spent no time on preliminaries. They had done that in the theater. In seconds they had meet and joined together. Mary forced herself to slow down and savor the moment, John urged her to go faster. They raced head to head for the finish line, breaking the ribbon in a dead heat, both claiming victory.

Mary sighed and settled on top of John, he languished in the deep pool of contentment he found himself in. They lay that way for several minutes before separating and then they climbed back into the front seat and went home.

They fell asleep in each others arms once again, this time exhausted from pleasure and not pain.

The next morning dawned bright and clear. Another erection and urge to relieve herself awakened Mary. She did so and climbed back into bed. She cuddled up to John and began caressing his breasts. John woke up and smiled at her. He reached down and grabbed the most prominent thing he could find on his hairy wife and stroked it. Mary kissed him and they romped under the covers for half an hour. When they were finished Mary told John she had a special day planned for him. They were going to do things he had never done before, see sights he was unfamiliar with and explore the boundaries of his new found gender. In a deep voice she intoned:

"We will go were no man has gone before! "

John giggled with Mary's sweet laugh and demanded details.

"Not yet, young lady, first we have breakfast. Then we make plans. " Mary told him.

"Okay, since your talking to me like I'm your wife, I'll make breakfast myself. " John announced and he jumped out of bed, stark naked. He ran across the room to the closet and disappeared inside. He reappeared wearing Mary's silk robe. He wiggled his hips at Mary as he passed the bed again.

John had breakfast ready in a few minutes and after eating, John climbed into Mary's lap and asked what they were going to do today.

"Well, " Mary began, "first I thought we would do something with soap and water. Then we would do some shopping. After that, I thought we would come back here and show you how to use something I keep hidden, I'll even show you how to use the attachments. "

John listened with rapt attention, wondering how much his female form could take. He thought about visiting Victoria's Secret today when they were shopping. He regretted the mall they were in yesterday didn't have one.

"Okay, " John said, "I see you're going to be mysterious today. Just tell me what we're going to do first, okay? "

Mary whispered in John's ear, his blue eyes were bright with excitement, until he heard what was first.

"Laundry? You want me to do the laundry? "

"Sure, that was the deal, we switch bodies, then we make love, then you do the laundry remember? " Mary asked.

John did remember the conversation but that was just a joke he thought. She must be pulling his leg.

"I thought, " John said, "we switched places to see how the other side feels. What it's really like to be the other sex? "

"Absolutely, and doing the laundry, shopping for groceries, cleaning the house, that's what I do every weekend while you are working or playing golf with your buddies and clients. Well it's time for you to see what the other half does on the day of rest in this household. I am going to be there to help but these things all need to be done. If you are serious about finding out what it really means to be me, then you'll get dressed and lets get it done. We can still have fun after the chores are done. "

John was stuck and he knew it. He could chicken out and demand to be switched back but that would be the coward's way out. It would cause more harm than good. At least Mary would be there to help. Resigned to his fate, John nodded and stood up from Mary's lap. He trudged into the bedroom and went to Mary's closet. He decided he should wear jeans to work in and picked out a pair of relaxed fit jeans, a T-shirt and some sneakers. Mary came in having slipped on some jeans and a T-shirt also. She told John to put his hair up in a ponytail so it would stay out of his face while he worked. John gathered his long dark hair up and fastened it with a rubber band. Next he lightly applied makeup, just some lipstick and a little blush.

Mary explained to John that he needed to sort the laundry into several piles. Hand wash, cold wash and hot wash. After that she showed John how to load the machine, put in the detergent and the softener ball. This was a little plastic ball that used centrifugal force to release the softener into the clothes during the spin cycle before the rinse cycle. John was fascinated by the simplicity of the device. As computer software designer, simple meant better to him but it was hard to achieve. This little invention saved Mary many trips and steps each washday.

Once the first load was started, Mary had John get out the vacuum the item she "kept hidden" in the hall closet and she indeed did show him how to use all the attachments. They vacuumed the carpets, the drapes, the furniture and even the light fixtures.

After vacuuming and putting the vacuum away, Mary and John sat down and made up a grocery list. They went to the local supermarket and Mary taught John how to shop for food and various supplies. She even had John get her some tampons. John blushed red when he had to ask a clerk to show him where the feminine hygiene aisle was.

Mary helped when John needed it, handing down items from the upper shelves. She explained she would have to wait until someone tall enough and nice enough came along to hand her things from the upper shelves. That was why she hated shopping alone. John knew it had been years since he had gone to the store with Mary. This was another item he needed to atone for. He was making a mental list of these.

John pushed the heavy cart up to the front with some difficulty. Mary didn't offer to help because she was there alone every weekend. John paid for the groceries and the sacker took them to the car for him. John tipped the young boy for loading the car. John and Mary headed home.

When they got there, Mary helped by making one trip inside with her hands full of sacks but she let John get the rest of them. It took him 3 more trips from the garage where he parked to the kitchen. Then Mary told him where everything went. When it was all put up, John wanted to rest. Mary let him sit down for 10 minutes then reminded him he had to finish the laundry. It had to be folded, hung up and put away. That took John another hour and a half. Finally all his chores were done. The house had been cleaned the shopping done and the laundry completed. It was 4:00pm. John was beat. He collapsed on the bed. Mary gave him fifteen minutes this time then made him get up and shower and dress for dinner out. John protested. He wanted to call out for pizza and just lay down. Mary insisted though.

They went out to their favorite restaurant. Once again Mary was gracious and treated John like a princess. She did everything she wanted him to do for her when they were out together. John really enjoyed the attention. It finally hit him when the waitress brought their check.

Every Sunday evening, he would come in from playing golf, shooting skeet or playing softball with the guys. He would take Mary out to a nice restaurant and talk about business, the golf game he had that day or what happened to one of his friends. He expected Mary to be ready to go out when he arrived home, he would shower and change in a matter of minutes and she would look her best. The fact that she had spent all day working around the house was lost on him. He assumed she lay around and took it easy. Whenever he had invited her to come with them she had just refused. He never thought about who did the laundry or kept the house clean or bought the groceries. He was far too wrapped up in his own life. He had forgotten he had a wife who loved him enough to keep his house and not complain. He was working hard for their future and she was working hard for their here and now. When they got home, John told Mary how much he appreciated everything she did for him. He promised to stop taking her for granted and pay more attention to her. He made her promise to kick him if he forgot again.

They decided it was time to change back. John changed into a robe, saying he was too cold to sit around naked for half an hour. Mary just stripped. John asked Mary to get the medallion. She came back in a minute, wild-eyed.

"The medallion isn't in the safe, John! " Mary was frantic.

"But you put it there, didn't you? " John asked.

"I thought you put it away, I remember you saying you were going to put it up. John what if it's gone. I don't want to be you for the rest of my life! "

"Calm down Mary. It has to be around here somewhere. I'm sure you were going to put it up. Did you look closely in the safe; maybe it's under something. "

Mary went back and checked again while John checked the bedroom. When she came back from the home office where the safe was, she heard John call her name. She went into the bedroom and saw John lying across the bed. He asked her if she had found the medallion.

"No, it's gone, oh God John, what are we going to do. " Mary was near tears.

"Well, the old joke goes, if it's inevitable, lay back and enjoy it. Why don't you come over here and let me show you something new. New for me that is. " John said while he beckoned her with his fingers.

Mary was shocked by his attitude. They were stuck in the wrong bodies and he wanted to have sex. What was wrong with him?

John sat up and looked at her. "Are you going to come here or do I have to entice you? "

With that, John slowly opened his robe to reveal the medallion nested between his bare breasts. He looked down and said, "oh there it is. I forgot I had it on! "

Mary shouted at him, and threw a pillow that just missed his pretty face. John took the medallion off and laid it on the dresser. He approached Mary and wrapped his arms around her neck. They kissed and embraced. John pushed Mary down on the bed and had her lay down. He then crawled up beside her. Mary's member was stiff and throbbing. John bent over and to Mary's surprise took her into his mouth.

John had given this much thought, Mary did this for him irregularly enough that he knew she didn't particularly care for it. He knew now that what she did for him, she did for love and nothing else. This was a gift from her to him for the same reason. He knew how much he enjoyed this and he owed her so much more than this. When he thought about it, it was a simple thing to do for one you love as much as he loved Mary. The act was done and Mary expressed her gratitude with a tearful thank you. It wasn't the pleasure he had given her it was the love he had shown that moved her so much.

After Mary had a chance to recover, they made love once more, this time with John on top, straddling Mary's hips, pumping up and down with his legs. They came almost together and John lay down on Mary's chest until she had slipped out of him. They took a quick shower together, just washing and lightly touching each other. They then changed back and went to sleep. Their weekend over but not forgotten. The medallion had worked it's magic on their marriage. They were a couple again. The next week, a maid showed up at the door. John had hired her. Mary and John spent the weekend playing golf and having a picnic on the beach. The maid even did the shopping. She showed up every Saturday at 10:00 am from then on.

By mutual agreement, they decided not to discuss Lyle and what he deserved in the way of punishment until at least a month had past. During that time, John hired a private detective to find out everything possible about Lyle.

Six weeks after the special weekend, John brought up the subject of Lyle over dinner. He had considered forgetting the incident if Mary agreed. She was a victim as well and he wanted her to have an equal say in the matter. But the private investigator had discovered some disturbing information about Lyle and his past.

6 years ago, when Lyle was nineteen, he had been accused of raping a 16-year-old girl. Apparently money had changed hands and the girl had withdrawn her complaint. According to the investigator, Lyle had picked the girl up at the mall, offering her a ride home. They had gone out to the local lover's lane and he had fed her some beer and forced himself upon her.

John and Mary agreed that Lyle needed a hard lesson about respecting women. They discussed several plans using the medallion to change Lyle in some way but they all involved one of them getting close to Lyle and neither of them liked the idea. The investigator offered to have Lyle "disciplined" for $1000.00. John passed, it was too dangerous and physical pain wouldn't cure a sex offender. Lyle was a rapist and they are seldom if ever cured.

Mary said she had an idea but she would have to bring another person into it. She said it was someone she trusted completely but she would have to discuss it with her first. She couldn't explain more than that now. John agreed and they dropped the subject for then.

A week later, Mary said she had a plan and the person to carry it out. Mary had a girlfriend who was bi-sexual and she was willing to use the medallion to change bodies with Lyle for several days.

Monica, Mary's friend, would go to Lyle's favorite bar and let him pick her up. She would impersonate a married woman having problems with her husband. When they got alone, she would touch Lyle with the medallion and they would trade bodies. She might even be able to take advantage of Lyle in her body since she knew how to turn that body on in an instant. Even if she couldn't get between Lyle's new sexy thighs, she would scare the hell out of him.

John and May approved the plan. Lyle had never shown any indication he could get violent, but just to be safe, Monica would take Lyle to a hotel room rented in advance and John would be waiting in the adjoining room. If he heard Lyle get rough, he would step in.

Monica had to wait a few days before she had some free time. They were set to go on a Tuesday evening. Lyle showed up and just like it was planned, he took the bait. Mary and John followed Lyle and Monica back to the hotel and they got into the room next door just after the two "lovers" did.

Monica laid it on pretty thick about how jealous her husband was. She mentioned he was a Gypsy and had put a curse on her and any man she kissed. Lyle and Monica laughed at the curse and then kissed. At the same time their lips touched, Monica touched Lyle with the medallion. She had wrapped the chain around her wrist like a bracelet. Lyle paused in their kiss to ask her is she felt anything. Monica told him she had felt a tingle when he kissed her and asked him to do it again. John and Mary grinned when they heard this. John showed Mary a thumbs up sign. She held her fists up over her head in a silent victory cheer.

About ten minutes later, Lyle screamed. He had discovered the changes starting. Monica pretended to be scared as well. When the changes where finished, Mary and John heard the two changed people talking. Monica, in Lyle's body, was telling him they were the victims of her husband's curse. He was crying and wailing, Monica could be heard comforting him and soon his weeping was replaced by the sounds of passion. John and Mary became uncomfortable eavesdropping on this so they left. Monica was now male so she could handle Lyle if he tried to assault her.

The next day, Monica, sounding like the man she appeared to be, called Mary and told her that she and Lyle had spent the night together and they were going to stay in the room together until 'the curse' was lifted. Monica had told Lyle it might vanish with the ending of the full moon. In the mean time she was showing him the benefits of exploring his feminine side.

Mary hung up the phone laughing. She called John and told him and he broke out laughing as well.

Three weeks later, Monica, still in Lyle's body, returned the medallion. She told Mary Lyle was pregnant and they were going to get married. Mary was shocked but not displeased.

"Well, those things happen, is he accepting being a woman okay? What about you, how are you handling being a man for the rest of your life? " Mary asked her.

Monica smiled. "Nothing 'just happened', I can't stand rapists. I waited until I was ovulating before I was 'available' as bait. I did just what I set out to do. I knocked him up. I got blind-sided by love though. I really do love her, I like being a man fine, and I always liked girls better than boys anyway. Thank you Mary. I'm happier now than I have ever been. I'll send you a wedding invitation. "

Mary looked at the medallion in her hand. It had changed so much in her and John's lives, not to mention, Lyle and Monica's. The stories on the Internet alluded to the medallion seeking justice in the changes it brought to people's lives.

Mary put the medallion in her office drawer meaning to take it home that night. She forgot and that night, the city offices were burglarized. Her desk, as well as others, was rifled and the medallion was gone when she came to work the next day.