Dharma and Greg and the Triumph of SO THERE
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Dharma And Greg, And The Triumph Of S.O. T.H.E.R.E. free porn video
A desperately serious story! Thanks to Caleb Jones for the idea, and some
suggestions. Also, many thanks to Steve Z for editing. I truly appreciate it!
Dharma and Greg, and the triumph of S.O. T.H.E.R.E.!
By Eric
As our newlyweds were having a quiet dinner, Greg forced himself to dismiss the
oddly predatory gleam in Dharma's eyes. He figured, as usual, that she just
wanted sex. When Dharma led him upstairs to the bedroom - he thought smugly -
right again. The incredibly sexy, tall blond was all over him. Her radiant pussy
was the universe, and swallowed him up as he merrily pumped away. Greg was in a
state of bliss, but somehow, that state abruptly changed, radically.
Suddenly, he wasn't the pumper, he was the holding tank. A hard dick thrust into
his - her - softness, and Greg cried out in awe. No wonder Dharma loved him so
much - he was really hung. He clasped his old body eagerly to himself! His new
tits were straining at the bit.
"Harder, more and more," he cried out, echoing Dharma's usual demands. Just what
the hell was in that vegetarian chili, anyway? He - no, SHE - screamed with
ecstasy! God, this new bod was so wonderful, so sensuous, and his old body's
dick felt so good, and Greg thought her new husband was so hot! Satiated, she
laid back luxuriantly in the feel of this sexy, tall blond body she had somehow
swapped for the old dull one. Greg felt a burning kiss on the back of his - no,
her - neck.
"How long before I'm up for another go around?" asked his old voice, with Dharma
in command.
Greg giggled, "About thirty minutes with anyone else - I really sucked you dry,
partner! But with me - say, five minutes." With the expertness of knowing both
her former body's attributes and Dharma's innate sexiness, she set determinedly
to work. She needed more sex. The former Greg did not question this sudden body
exchange with Dharma - after all - was this not San Francisco - what could be
more natural than a man and wife to suddenly and amusingly switch bodies during
sex. This kind of thing happened all the time - right? Right!
Soon he had the new Greg standing at attention, and the new Dharma giggled.
"Prepare to stand and deliver!"
It was wonderful!
"Hey," she said afterwards, finally sated by five straight bouts in the sack,
"when do we go back to our own bods?"
"You don't!" said the voice of Finklestein. The ponytail headed idiot appeared
behind the bed, along with Dharma's mothers, who looked embarrassed. "Haven't
you heard, five times a charm!?"
"I always heard," Greg said in Dharma's charming voice, "that seven times was
the charm."
"Did I say five?"
"Yes, you did, daddy," said the former Dharma.
"Did what?"
"Said five times was a charm."
"What's a charm?" asked Finklestein.
"Please!" said Dharma's mother, Abby. "We could keep this up to next Mikomass.
The important thing to remember is that we are one step closer to our goal!"
"Are we playing hockey?" asked Finkelstein.
They all ignored him.
"Will someone have the courtesy to tell me what's going on?" asked the new
Dharma, bored to tears. All she wanted to do, now that she had escaped being the
boring, serious Greg, was to have fun! To have fun meant getting rid of her in-
laws or parents or what ever these subhuman creatures were, and having wild and
crazy sex with her new husband. 'Can't let a luscious bod like this go fallow!'
she thought.
"Dharma - I mean, Greg - I mean, darling - let me explain," said the new Greg.
"Could explanations wait? Why don't we just get rid of these retards? Let me try
on some of your clothes, especially the thigh high boots - you know, the ones
you like to drink Jack Daniel's out of."
The new Greg's eyes sparkled. "Sounds like fun. But wait a minute! Don't you
drink Jack Daniel's out of my boots?"
"Not any more, you hunky thing!" she said, her own eyes sparkling.
"LISTEN TO MOTHER!" Abby said. "'SO THERE' has triumphed again! Another US
attorney has succumbed - and has exchanged bodies with the daughters (or often,
their SONS, in San Francisco) of SO THERE."
The new Dharma flopped back on the bed, her pussy tingling. "What the hell is SO
THERE?"
"Did anyone hear the doorbell?" asked Finkelstein.
They all ignored him.
A revolutionary light appeared in Abby's eyes. "SO THERE stands for Spotted Owl.
The Heroes Excelsior Right Expedient."
"What?" asked the new Dharma, unenlightened.
"We're trying to save the spotted owl from capitalistic, mindless expansion!"
said her newly acquired mom.
"Say again? - Look, you must realize - except for Finklestein - that capitalism
is mindless - that the reason it's so popular and successful is that people
don't like to think! They like to consume!"
They looked at him in amazement, except for Finklestein, who asked, "Who's
Finklestein?"
"That's beside the point. SO THERE has now gained control of the federal courts
- why else do you think the Spotted Owl has stopped billion dollar
developments?" asked Abby.
"Human stupidity?" answered the new Dharma, in a charming voice. God, she loved
her new body! Being Greg was so - so Greg! So unbelievably serious and boring.
She married Dharma because she wanted to be like her. Now - well, now she was
her! It was great!
"Only partly," answered the new Greg. "Its really because SO THERE disciples are
taking the place of key judges and Federal officials," he giggled. "That one
federal Judge was sure surprised when he switched bodies with a twenty dollar
hooker who was one of us."
"But the new hooker has now raised her price - price gouging, I call it! The
bitch charged me fifty dollars an hour, showing the encroachment of capitalism
on our very existence," said Finklestein.
They all ignored him.
A tear formed the new Greg's eyes. "Sorry, sweetums, but now we must drug you,
and you will forget who you were - we can't risk any more leaks after the Monica
L. problems."
"Who's Monica L?" asked Finkelstein.
They all ignored him.
"Wait a minute, you're going about this all wrong!" said the new Dharma, sitting
up in bed. "The real power in this country lies not with judges or prosecutors,
but with rich swine like my parents. Didn't you know - they own most of the
lumber mills, mindlessly cutting down irreplaceable forests?"
The new Greg and her new mother looked at the new Dharma.
Desperately, 'Dharma' went on. Her delightfully new and erotic pleasures at
being Dharma wouldn't be nearly as much fun if she thought she was Dharma! "Why
don't we just invite them all over for a family dinner?"
All their faces lit up.
*****
"What's in this vegetarian chili, anyway?" gasped Mrs. Montgomery. "Even
Finklestein looks attractive!"
Finklestein blushed as Greg's mother leaned over to kiss him. Mr. Montgomery was
doing the same with a giggling Abby.
Kissing him, Mrs. M said, "I just know I am going to hate myself in the
morning!"
They all laughed knowingly. "I bet you will!" said 'Greg'. At last, her bitchy
mother-in-law was going to get it in the neck!
Suddenly, a strange look came over the two couples. Then Kitty cried out in
passion and triumphant, and a confused Kitty, in Finklestein's brain dead body
said, "Didn't I used to be a woman?"
The new Mrs. M got up and strolled to the mirror. "Not bad, and it is so strange
to be able to think again!" She started dressing again, amid the protests of
"what are you two doing in our bodies and we were robbed!" The new Kitty looked
down in disdain at the dregs that were Finklestein and his common law wife and
decided to have as little to do socially with them as possible. She turned to
'Greg' and thought that her son had certainly married beneath him!
She looked in her date book. "Dear, we are do at the art museum for a benefit.
We need to hurry," she said to her husband, who nodded resignedly.
"Don't forget about the spotted owls," said 'Greg' worriedly.
"The spotted owl? Oh yes - we'll stop the cutting down of our track of forest,"
said the new Mr. M.
"Well, lets all have desert!" said the now Dharma brightly, like a good hostess.
After the orgy and desert, the new filthy rich people went out - the new
Finklestein and Abby complained bitterly, especially the former Kitty, who hated
Finkelstein's ponytail - so sixties - but as soon as their amnesia potions took
hold, they soon became very left wing and protested everything but free love.
They were so active in this regard that Dharma soon had a baby brother. 'Her'
mother had a difficult time with the delivery at her age - not much help, but
Finklestein was stoned out of his mind at the time.
The new Kitty spent more money on clothes than ever, and still tried to break up
her son's marriage to Dharma, who she considered unworthy socially. The new Mr.
M found out that he liked the mansion and servants, and his mistress on the
side. He just prayed his wife never found out - she was such a bitch!
Dharma and Greg looked into each other's eyes (once their own) and said
together, "I thought they would never leave!"
They hopped into bed, and the rest, of course, is history.
The end
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