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My Life In A Gilligan World
by Cabinessence
Gilligan's Island is a creation of Sherwood Schwartz
Jim was a teenage boy with a hormonal obsession. He was totally
infatuated with Ginger Grant, the movie star on the TV show Gilligan's
Island. He had her photos on his walls, a photocopy of a real autographed
picture framed and mounted by his bed, and the complete Gilligan Island
video collection from the CBS library. He would spend a lot of his time in
front of the VCR jerking off to one or many of these tapes. His favorite
was the one with Eva Grubb since it allowed him two Ginger's to jerk off
to. Sometimes he'd imagine a threesome with Mary Anne. He never fantasized
about doing it with the real life actress, she was well into her sixties by
now. No, he was in love with this image from the past that existed now
only on videotape. It was so frustrating. One day he just went and blurted
out his greatest wish.
"I would give anything to be able to get into Ginger's panties."
Suddenly the room was filled with dense smoke, out of which rose a man
in a garish red tuxedo.
"Who are you? Where did you come from?"
"Who I am will become apparent, where I come from is irrelevant since I
am now here. Soon that will be where I have come from."
"What do you want?"
"To fulfill your greatest fantasy, to let you get into Ginger's
panties."
"But how can you do that? She isn't even a real person."
"Reality and fantasy do not always run a parallel course. There are
ways where fantasy can interface with our imagination until our perception
of reality is altered forever. I have identified those ways and have
learned how to exploit them to grant people their deepest desires."
"With that outfit, you look like a pimp from some bad seventies movie.
Look I can't afford that kind of fantasy. Certainly not on my allowance.
Besides I want the real Ginger, not some red headed hooker."
"Fool, I don't want your merger allowance. And I can promise you the
woman of your wet dreams in the flesh." he yelled and as he did his spit
turned into little balls of flame.
"I know you now, you are the devil."
"Not really, I am only one of his many field agents. Hell has seen so
much rapid growth within the last millennium, that the big guy has been
forced to outsource. He just can't handle every little transaction himself
like he did in the days of Faust."
"So, for this you are going to want my soul."
"That's the standard operating procedure."
"I don't know."
"Hey look what good is a soul trapped in a body that is constantly
sexually frustrated."
Jim, letting his dick rule his mind, like any normal teenage boy
replied:
"All right, so you promise that I will become someone that Ginger will
be sexually attracted to and that I will be able to get into her panties
anytime I want for the rest of my life."
"Believe me, sign this contract and you will be able to do whatever you
want with her incredibly sensuous body for all eternity."
"Okay where do I sign?"
"Right here."
The devil pulled out a contract that would have baffled most lawyers
with a 1-800 number. All Jim noticed was the part guaranteeing him the
right and privilege to be able to get into Ginger's panties whenever he
wanted in exchange for the exclusive physical and mechanical rights to his
soul.
"This is the Ginger Grant from the TV show, it won't be a trick and I
will end up the boy toy of the sixty year old actress that played the
part."
"No, you will be inserted into an episode of his TV show and it will
appear as if it were real life."
"So I will just end up in one of these episodes. " Jim said pointing to
the shelf of videotapes. "As a special guest star or something."
"My dear boy, you don't know how true inspiration works. Ideas don't
just come from the imagination, they come from our minds tapping into the
goings on in a parallel universe. Like a cerebral modem providing great
inspirational opportunities and some crap as well. Remember Me And The
Chimp and My Mother The Car?"
"Some guy's mom actually came back as a car?"
"Yes, and it has cost him a fortune in lube jobs. Remember that classic
line when he says "Mom your cooking always gave me gas, and so it's
payback time. I'm the one to give you gas." Just be glad no one tapped into
"My Uncle, The Toaster Oven" yet. Still some people can access this link
for short periods of time while others can stay connected to compose a
whole mini-series. In this parallel universe, Gilligan and the castaways
are still on the island and soon you will be too."
"So everything I have seen on TV has actually happened."
"Without the commercials of course and some of it was edited for
television."
"This is crazy."
" And it works going the other way also. Let me tell you that the show
Dan Quayle : Vice President In Charge ran for four seasons in the Alpha
Nine Delta dimension. The "potato" episode ranked as the number one rated
show that year, a true comedy classic. You see, what is one person's
reality is another person's situation comedy."
"But what happens after the half hour is up. Does everything just stop
and wait a week? Will I be trapped in endless reruns in syndication.?"
"You haven't been listening to me. All you see is their reality
distilled into half hour portions. Haven't you ever wondered that in three
years you have never seen any of the castaways go to the bathroom? Would
you know how they would go about it anyway? This wasn't shown because it
wasn't dramatically correct to the plot. Nothing kills a scene quicker than
waiting for an actor to take a leak and with the seven of them having to
go, there would be a lot of breaks in the action. But once you are there,
you will find out all this and more."
"Wow. Okay we have a deal." And with that Jim signed the contract, in
blood as was the tradition.
Soon Jim's room faded and he was standing in front of a door to a
large castle. From his reflection in the large brass door knocker, he
could see that he was about 10 years older and very handsome. He figured
that maybe he was a movie star himself, anyway this body would be hard for
Ginger to resist. He looked around and noticed that it didn't look like he
was on the island, what episode did he end up in? He decided to knock on
the door in order to find out.
"Igor, get the door."
"Yes, coming master."
Suddenly it dawned on him what episode he had been placed in, The
Friendly Physician, the one where this mad scientist swaps the brains of
the castaways. He should have known that right off , it was the only
episode where the castaways actually left the island. Soon the door opened
and he was staring at the face of Igor with the mad scientist close behind.
It didn't look like Igor had switched minds with Ginger yet, so maybe that
was what he was supposed to do, Jim thought, save her from this literally
monsterous fate. Maybe then she'd let him make love to her.
"How fortunate for you to drop by, I needed one more specimen, I mean
guest, for my little experiment. Into the booth Igor."
Suddenly Igor grabbed Jim and roughly placed him in a large glass booth
and closed the door. Looking to his left he could see Ginger in her tight
red dress yelling to be let out. Before Jim realized what had happened, the
mad scientist had thrust down the lever on the control panel and his body
began to shake. He soon felt his spirit leave his body and end up
somewhere. He knew exactly where as he looked down and saw breasts
pushing out of the red fabric.
Igor opened the door and hustled them downstairs into the G-rated
torture chamber. He could tell that Igor was upset, then he remembered in
the episode that Igor wanted to be in Ginger's body. He used to think how
progressive it was for a show to have a monster that was a closet TS. He
was soon left among the other transformed castaways.
"Who's that?" said Gilligan-Howell.
"I'm Ginger, why what happened?" said Ginger-Jim.
"Look, look into the mirror." said Gilligan-Howell.
"I'm going to cry." said Ginger-Jim.
Jim didn't look into the mirror, he knew that he would see that face
he had already memorized. Those sensuous lips, that mole on her cheek, that
fiery red hair was now all his. He had to figure a way out. He figured that
since he was in a sitcom universe, a very stupid one at that, he would need
a typical sicom plot device to a resolve it. He put his new slender hand to
his forehead and felt the answer, a bobby pin. In most sitcoms a bobby pin
could pick any lock, especially ones this old.
"Hi I'm Jim, and I just happened here by accident. But I think I have
the answer to get us out of here." said Jim-Ginger.
"Well what can she, er he do?" said Mary Anne-Professor.
"I can use this bobby pin to unfasten the locks." said Jim-Ginger
holding the pin in his/her hand..
"That may work. Then we'll go upstairs and then I can change us back.
I know I can work the control panel." said Professor-Mary Anne.
"I can't wait to get back to my own body. There's no way I could pass
for a Harvard man looking like this. A Yale man maybe. Anyone want to go
for a Good Humor man. " said Howell-Gilligan.
"Aren't we forgetting about that big hulk Igor, how are we going to get
past him?" said Skipper-Mrs. Howell.
"I hadn't thought of that. Maybe we should take the boat and get some
more help first." said Professor-Mary -Anne.
"That won't work." said Jim-Ginger remembering how the boat sunk at the
end of the episode.
"Of course it is. I'll stake my reputation on it. That boat is seaworthy." said
Skipper-Mrs. Howell.
"I was hoping you would stake something a little bit more valuable there
captain. I'd feel a lot safer." said Howell-Gilligan.
"Let's all quit bickering and get out of here." said Professor-Mary
Anne.
Jim took the bobby pin and as expected, it undid all the locks. The
castaways and Jim snuck out the secret door while Igor was in the kitchen
cooking more steaks. Once they got to the boat everyone was quiet and just
stared at their old bodies with a sense of loss. Jim sat down, resisting
the urge to fondle himself in public. Instead he looked at the body he
inhabited briefly. Somehow he felt himself getting aroused. Damn, why did
he ask for a body that Ginger would be sexually attracted to. They soon
arrived back on the island and just as it always had, the boat sunk after
the last castaway had disembarked.
"Well it looks like we are going to have to live like this for awhile."
said Professor-Mary Anne.
"Well I am going to have to spend a fortune at the fat farm to fit into
my clothes now. I don't think that Chanel makes anything in this size. "
said Mrs. Howell-Skipper.
"Well you could go with me to the exercise room at the athletic club
when we get back." said Mr. Howell-Gilligan.
"You know there are some good looking leading men out in Hollywood who
are really gay. Maybe now I will have a chance with them." said
Ginger-Jim.
"Well everyone I feel that we should live in the huts that belong to
our bodies. Gilligan and the Skipper, you go stay in the Howell's hut."
said Professor-Mary Anne.
"Gosh skipper it's almost going to be as if we are married." said
Gilligan-Mr. Howell.
"Well don' t expect any sex from me Gilligan." said Skipper-Mrs.
Howell. The Skipper tried to hit Gilligan in Mr. Howell's body with Mrs.
Howell's hat but it was pinned to his/her head. "Ouch."
"Well if you do it will be more than I've gotten for the last ten
years." said Mr.Howell-Gilligan.
"Thurston, really, I never ." said Mrs. Howell-Skipper.
"You have the frequency right there my dear, by George." laughed
Mr.Howell-Gilligan.
"Anyway, Ginger and Mary-Anne you stay in my hut while Jim and I will
stay in the girl's hut." said Professor-Mary Anne.
So all the castaways and Jim went to their new huts to explore their
new bodies. Jim stared in to the mirror as he slowly removed his dress. He
started feeling his/her voluptuous lightly freckled breasts as they
threatened to spill out of the cups. So this is what he meant by I'd be
able to do whatever I wanted with Ginger's body, Jim thought. Hidden in
the corner were some penis shaped gourds and coconut jelly. He could just
imagine what they were for. No wonder they never showed any of this on
television, Gilligan's Island was supposed to be a family show. He then
heard some moaning and saw the Professor-Mary Anne naked on the bed and
fingering his/her pussy.
"Oh this feels so nice. You know, I haven't seen one of these since
the cadavers at medical school." moaned the Professor-Mary Anne.
Well that answered the question he had always had about whether the
Professor had ever nailed Ginger. His/her moaning was starting to get Jim
turned on and he/she reached into his/her panties and started stroking her own
clit. He then realized that he had gotten his wish, he had gotten into Ginger's
panties all right, and he would now spend the rest of his life getting into
Ginger's panties. But then instead of getting aroused, he felt some pressure
building up there, he/she had to pee.
"Now, where in the hell am I supposed to pee?"
In the far corner of his mind he heard a wicked laugh.
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