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Prince, Princess and Paupers
by Eric ([email protected])
Thanks to Steve Z for editing
London, present day.
Burt and Jane were live-in lovers. Jane would have loved being married
to him, but Burt just grunted, and said marriage was for other blokes.
Burt was a big guy. Secretly, he fantasized about being like Bill Sikes
from Oliver Twist, and not let anybody use his name! He liked to use his
fists at any provocation. He especially liked to pound guys he suspected
were sissies!
"A man should be a tough guy -- should be a man!" Burt said to Jane
after one such pounding.
Jane was so proud of her boyfriend for being so macho. She was a very
pretty 21 year old girl who loved being as feminine as she could be. She
worked as a shop assistant in a women's clothes store, and wished she
had the money to buy them. But she didn't -- neither of them made very
much money -- she as a mere clerk, and Burt as a bouncer and part-time
mechanic. So they lived in a small, run down three room flat.
One day, Burt was ranting and raving about how the Royal Family had it
too easy, and were a bunch of wimps, when Jane rubbed an old ring she
found on the floor of the shop. She didn't know it, but the ring once
belonged to King Solomon.
Suddenly a Djinn appeared before them. Startled, they stared with their
mouths agape at him. He bowed ironically before Burt.
"The Great Pasha be praised! This is the last wish on the ring, and I
will never have to return to this cruel word full of human folly and
ignorance ever again!"
"Hey!" shouted Burt belligerently. He took a swing at the Djinn, but his
beer induced anger was frustrated as his fist bounced back.
The Djinn ignored him, and turned to the woman. "What is your wish,
Mistress Jane?"
Jane was more level headed than Burt, and was thinking. She had caught
the remark by the Djinn about the last wish, only one wish being hers to
make instead of the fabled three. She had to make it a good one. Jane
glanced at the paper -- Prince Edward and his new bride, the lucky
Sophia Rhy-Jones, were on the front page. This inspired her. She could
become Sophia, and Burt could become the Prince. Then they could have
everything they wanted.
Jane knew from reading the Arabian Nights that she would have to word
her wish carefully. She thought for a long time, ignoring Burt's silly
ideas, one after another, that came tumbling out of his mouth. Just like
a man -- he couldn't think straight.
"When I say 'Boo' again, let my wish happen," Jane finally uttered. "I
wish we could change places with Prince Edward and his wife Sophia, be
in their bodies and they in ours, that they couldn't snitch and tell
anyone what happened -- and we in their bodies would have our memories
and theirs, also -- we would talk Posh, and they Cockney -- it would
serve them right!"
"Wait!" commanded the mighty Djinn. His presence was powerful. "Do you
truly want to do this evil deed? Why not just wish for wealth, happiness
and long life? Why steal their lives from them? They have done no harm
to you!"
Jane was mulish. "I don't want to hear it! They don't deserve the good
life! Besides, what good is money! I want to be a Princess, too!"
"You heard what she said, you friggin idiot! Just do it!" blurted Burt
with his usual belligerence.
"You heard what I wished for -- now, Boo!"
The Djinn thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Done!"
Prince Edward stared in shock -- somehow, he had become this twenty-two
year old burly man -- and a very pretty young woman stared at him.
"Edward?" she asked in a cockney accent.
"Sophia?" he answered.
A Djinn appeared before them. "I am truly sorry, but I was constrained
to grant the wishes of the self-absorbed two young people who were in
those bodies before. Do not despair, however -- you are younger, and I
will not leave you without hope. I have placed on the table a stamp
collection worth a million pounds sterling, and the ring on your finger
is worth 200,000 pounds -- it is a ring that belonged to King Solomon.
Also present are proofs of ownership. I suggest you move to Switzerland,
sell them there, and never come back to the United Kingdom -- it will be
very hard seeing others live your lives. One other thing that may
console you..."
Janet was delighted -- she was in a palace! She heard a woman screaming
bloody murder. Princess Sophia rushed into the room. Janet stared in
shock at the lovely woman. That was supposed to be her body! She gaped
at herself -- she was Prince Edward!
"That fucking Genie! Look what he did to us!" said Burt, with a refined
accent. "I don't want to be a woman! I am man!"
Janet screamed also. "I don't want to be a man! I want to be a beautiful
Princess! I want it, I want it, I want it!" she boomed, stamping her -
no, make that his feet!
"This is terrible! We can't be happy this way!"
The Djinn Belial looked down from the Pasha's palace, and smiled.
The End
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