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A year or so ago, somebody wrote a story called "The Novitiates" about an adventure of Anya (Bikini Beach), Dannie (SRU), and Erin (Bad Wishes). I liked the idea, and got about a third of the way into a story. I came across the thing lately and decided to get it off the "To Do" list. The Novitiates: Twin Problems By Ellie Dauber Copyright 2000 "So this is Bikini Beach." Deke Taggert looked at the park entrance as he pulled his Vette into the lot. There were a few older women, a couple of mothers with young kids in tow, also. But, for the most part, the line going through the gate was pure male eye candy, young, leggy, buxom women, mostly in bikinis or one-piece suits that fully displayed their ample charms. "Sure lives up to its name." Angie Taggert slugged her husband in the arm. "Don't get any ideas, Deke. I know we came here for some fun, but with each other, _remember_?" Deke glanced over at her as he pulled into an empty space not far from the entrance. Angie was a tall, slender brunette who could still get into the clothes she'd worn in college. He smiled at that thought. Just the other night, she'd gotten into -- then, delightfully, gotten out of, her old cheerleader outfit. "I know that smile. What are you thinking?" "Boola, boola! Go team, go!" She giggled. That was fun, wasn't it?" It had been. Except for a little thinning hair due to pre-mature baldness, Deke still had the body of the linebacker he'd been in college fifteen years before. They both exercised regularly, often together, often... well, her doctor _had_ said that sex was the best form of aerobic exercise. You just had to do it at least three times a week for sessions of an hour or more. They met the quota easily, often trying out new and interesting ideas. 'Now,' Angie thought, 'we'll see what sort of mischief I -- we -- can get into in a place with soft, sandy beaches, lapping waves, hammocks, and waterslides.' Her body tingled at the possibilities. They got their swim bags out of the back seat and walked to the gate. An attractive blonde about twenty years old was checking passes. She wore a pink "staff" T-shirt over a one-piece suit. "Hi, I'm Hanna." she said. "I'm afraid that this is a closed park for members only." She smiled and looked oddly at Deke. "I can sell you a pass, though." "Okay." Deke pulled out his wallet. "How much for a pass for the pair of us for the day?" Hanna told them the figure. It was higher than Deke had expected, but he could easily afford it. He gave her his American Express Card, signed the receipt, and pocketed it. Who knew, maybe he could figure out some way to put it on his expense account; entertaining a client, perhaps? "Don't forget to shower before you come out," Hanna called as Deke and Angie walked past. "It's a Health Department regulation." There were separate Locker Rooms for men and women. "Smaller than the Women's," Deke said. Angie looked around. "I don't see any men inside the park. With a name like Bikini Beach, you'd think there'd be a lot of them, wouldn't you?" "I don't know," Deke said. "Maybe most of the members are women. We can ask after we get into our suits." "Won't take me long," Angie said. "I've got a new suit on under this dress." She twirled, the hem of her light green summer dress rising up to show more of her shapely legs. "Can't wait to see it." Deke gave Angie a kiss on the cheek and headed into the Men's Locker Room. Angie turned and headed for the Women's Lockers. Then she got an idea. She stood for a moment and looked around. Good! No one seemed to be watching. She ran into the Women's Lockers and tossed her swim bag into an empty one right by the door. Then she quickly hurried back to the Men's Lockers. Stopping one last time to make sure that nobody saw her, she opened the door to the Men's Locker Room and slipped inside. Deke had found a locker across the room, so his back was to the door and Angie. He took off his shirt and hung it in the locker. Angie admired his broad shoulders for a moment and began unbuttoning her dress. She quietly stepped out of it just as he stepped out of his pants. Angie looked at his firm butt and felt her nipples begin to stiffen. This was going to be fun. "Hey, sailor," she said in a husky voice, "looking for some action?" Deke dropped his pants in surprise and turned around. "Angie, what are you doing in here?" She reached behind and undid the strap on her bikini top. It slid down a bit, showing off her small but very firm breasts. She shrugged it from her shoulders and held the strap in one hand that rested on her hip. "Why, do you want me to leave?" He ran over to her. He took her in her arms and kissed her firmly. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she giggled and kissed him back. When they broke the kiss, she stepped back. Deke's erect manhood was peeking through the slit in his briefs. "We'll have to do something about that," she said pointing down. "These benches are kind of narrow," Deke said looking around. "How about in the showers?" *** Anya was having lunch in the Tikki Hut, when the equivalent of a fire alarm went off inside her head. There was a problem -- a major problem -- in the Men's Locker Room. Grandmother was at an all-day bridge tournament with her friends. She stood and ran for the Locker Room. She was there almost at once. It was amazing how quickly she could get from one place to another when she didn't have to run the distance in between. Shower #3 was still running, the pink mist visible in the early afternoon light that came through one of the high windows. The people in the shower didn't seem to notice any change. They were locked in a passionate embrace, kissing each other, passionately as they rolled around under the stream of water. They were both stark naked. Anya reached out and turned the shower control. The water changed quickly from hot to icy cold. The couple shrieked and stood up. Anya stared in amazement. They were identical twins, about twenty years old, tall and willowy blondes with breasts like two pair of melons. "Who are you two, and what are you doing in here," Anya said as she turned off the water. "I'm Deke... Deke Taggert, and this is my wife, Angie." Both girls spoke the words at the same time and in exactly the same tone of voice. "We were," they giggled, "well, you know what we were doing." Anya shook her head in disbelief as she read the jumble of their minds. "You were changing your clothes, and your wife snuck in here. So you decided to have a little fun in the showers." "Yeah," they both said. "Why do I feel so funny?" "Because you were both transformed." Anya turned at the sound of the voice. Her grandmother was standing by the door. "Don't look so surprised, Anya," the old woman said. "I heard the alarm, too. It just took me a few moments to get away from the others." "Grandmother, what happened to him... to them?" The old woman closed her eyes and put a hand to her forehead. "They were having sex under the shower when the magic kicked in. Normally, it would have just changed the man into a twenty-year old girl, but since his wife was in the shower with him, and intimate with him at the time, I might add, she got caught in the spell, too. In effect, they both changed into the same girl; two bodies one mind -- and not much of a mind -- between them." "But they remember who they were. Will they be okay when the pass expires tonight?" "They should be. As far as remembering, I don't think that will count for very much. There's no way to be sure with a magic accident like this, but because they were having sex when the transformation happened, they're probably obsessed with having sex, and that should override anything else." "I don't know." Anya turned to talk to the twins. "How do you two..." She stopped the twins Deke and Angie had become were investigating their new bodies. "We... we've got boobies now," they both said in the same high sexy voice. "Big boobies, and they -- oh -- they feel _so_ good." The girls were caressing their breasts, tweaking their nipples. Their movements were perfectly matched. 'Women's Precision Masturbation Team,' Anya thought. She decided at that moment that she'd been watching far too much of the WIDE WORLD OF SPORTS on TV. Grandmother frowned. "I'm sure that they do, but I'm afraid that you'll have to get dressed now." "Do we have to?" Both girls said. "It feels _soo_ good." "Yes, it's a rule of the park." She picked up Angie's bikini from the bench where she'd tossed it before joining Deke in the shower. It was a silver lam? original that must have cost a good bit of money. "Now whose is this?" "Mine!" Both girls spoke at once. The old women probed both girls. The memories of being Angie were a little stronger in the mind of the girl nearest to her. She handed that girl the bikini. "How about if you wear it?" "Okay," the girl said and began to wriggle into the suit. "I think that we'll call you Angie. Is that okay?" When the girl nodded, the old woman materialized a silver bracelet with that name inscribed on it. She handed it to the girl. "And you can wear this, so we can tell you two apart." "I want to be Angie. I want a bracelet, too." The other girl was pouting now. This time, Anya was the one who read her mind. Yes, the memories of being a man, of being Deke, were a bit stronger in that one. Anya looked over at Deke's trunks, now transformed into an electric blue bikini panty and still lying on the bench. "How about if you get this bracelet?" She handed the materialized piece of jewelry to the girl. It was enameled, the same vibrant blue as the panty. The girl took it and slid it onto her wrist. Like the other bracelet, it locked magically, attached to her wrist, now, until she resumed her normal form. "Hey, this bracelet doesn't say 'Angie'," the girl pouted. "It says 'DeeDee'." "I think DeeDee is just as pretty a name as Angie," the old woman said, "and this way people can tell you two apart." "I guess," the girl said. "But it won't be as much fun." "Sure it will," Anya said. She handed Deke -- DeeDee -- the panty and a newly materialized matching top. "Now why don't you two get dressed and come see how much fun the park is?" "Okay," the twins said. "We came to have fun." They scrambled into their swimsuits and hurried towards the door. The old woman gestured and the twins seemed to freeze in place. "I speeded up time for us, so we could talk without them hearing -- or getting away. I'll be here to help watch the twins tonight, but, right now, I have to get back to the Bridge Tournament," the old woman said. "We've already made it into the semi-final round." "Grandmother, you aren't cheating, are you?" Anya smiled as she said it. "Of course not. It wouldn't be sporting. Besides, the other girls and I are good enough to win without any magic. The problem is that I can't be popping back here all day. You'll have to keep a watch on the twins till tonight." "That won't be easy with everything else I have to do when you leave me in charge here." "Harder than you think. Those two are the result of 'Wild Magic.' You can't use any magic on them; it could make the transformation permanent." "Great! Is there anything else I should know about?" "The spell may be a lot more sensitive to non-magical triggers. Normally, pregnancy freezes the change. A kiss could do it now. The spell could even be contagious. I'm afraid that there's no way to tell." "You're kidding. _You_ can't tell?" "Not with 'Wild Magic.' All the rules I know are off. It's, well, it's like that Chaos Theory that the scientists are just discovering. You know the one about how a butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil sets off a hurricane near the coast of Africa. Anything can cause anything to happen." "Are you sure you have to go back to the bridge tournament? I think I'm going to need some help on this one." "Then get some help. Didn't I see Dannie in the park before I left?" "Yes, it's her day off from the store. I can't ask her to spend it watching those two." "Certainly you can. That's what friends are for. Besides, I'll fix it with... the Wizard, so she gets credit for helping out and gets another day off. Will that be fair?" "I guess. I wish I had some more help, though." "If you've got the gold, I can grant that wish." The two women looked in the direction of the voice. A beautiful redhead dressed in a green bikini and a leprechaun's hat was sitting on a bench a few feet away. The female was perfectly proportioned for a woman only about two feet tall. "Erin," Anya said. "What brings you here?" "I was passing near the Park when the Channels began to shake and tremble so much that I figured there was some kind of disaster, and I came to see what happened." "A great disturbance in the Force, eh, Obiwan," Anya said and giggled. "As if millions of voices had cried out in horror and been suddenly stilled." Erin had been a human male and a science fiction fan before she accidentally became a female leprechaun. "Seriously, what happened, and is there anything I can do to help?" "A man and woman made love in the Men's Showers." "Oh, boy," Erin said. "And they both got changed; I'll bet." "A pair of twenty year old bimbos with one mind between them, and _it's_ fixated on sex." "I'll be glad to help with that, if you'd like." The grin on Erin's face was as lecherous as any man's might have been. Leprechauns, like many other of the fae, were bisexual. "There'll be none of that in my park, Erin," the old woman said. "Anya and I will need help keeping an eye on them until the spell reverses tonight." "Glad to," she said. "Of course, there'll have to be a price." "I wouldn't expect less from a Leprechaun, especially one who's still gathering in her first pot of gold." "A full day's labor, invisibility probably, maybe even a bit of magic." Erin stroked her chin. "A gold piece an hour plus expenses." "One gold piece a day plus replacement of any gold used." "Split the difference at six for the day." "Split the difference at four for the day." "Five then." "Done, five it is" "Plus any replacement, of course." "Of course." "Done and done. You're as hard a bargainer as King Oberon." She stuck out her hand to seal the agreement. "And just who do you think _he_ learned it from?" The old woman smiled and shook the tiny hand. "Figures," Erin said. "I'll unfreeze them and head back to the tournament," the old woman said. "Erin, why don't you keep an eye on them while Anya gets Dannie to help out?" "Sounds like a plan," Anya said and headed out to find Dannie. The old woman made a gesture. Angie and DeeDee began moving towards the door at half speed as the old woman disappeared and time slowed to normal for Anya and Erin. "Good luck, ladies, I have a feeling you'll need it," her voice said, lingering after her for a moment as she teleported back to join her friends at the bridge tournament. *** Dannie was lying on a towel by the Old Swimming Hole working on her tan when Anya found her. "Dannie... I, umm, need your help." "What's the matter, run out of tanning oil?" "We, umm, had an accident in the Men's Lockers. With the, umm, showers." Dannie rolled over and sat up, clutching her towel to her bare chest. "The showers! What happened?" "A couple were making out in the shower. The magic hit, and 'Boom!' instant twin bimbos." Dannie dropped the towel and quickly wriggled into her bikini top. "This, I've got to see." "I was hoping you'd say that. Grandmother left me in charge for the day, and I need help watching them." "I guess," Dannie sighed. "I was hoping for a day of relaxation." "Oh, don't worry about that. Grandmother said that she'd talk to your Boss. She'll try to get you an extra day off if you help us out today." "All right then. Count me in." She stood up and put on a pair of sandals. "Great. With you and Erin --" "Erin? Is she here, too?" "Yeah, she's watching them while I came out to ask you to help. Why?" "Nothing. I haven't seen her in a while. You know she's supposed to be helping me with my magic." "Yeah, that was part of the deal with your Boss, wasn't it?" "It was, and she hasn't been around the shop for almost a month. I was beginning to get worried about her." "You two can talk about it later. Right now, we'd better find those twin bimbos." She closed her eyes and clenched her fist for a second. "They're over at the Tropical Waves pool." They ran over to the pool. Angie and DeeDee were laughing and splashing each other as the waves hit. Erin was sitting at the edge of the pool watching the pair. She was invisible to everyone else, but waved as Anya and Dannie approached. "Hi, Erin," Dannie said, sitting down in a beach chair near her so she could talk and watch the twins. "Having fun?" "Uh, Dannie. Umm, hi. The, ah, the twins. I-it's like watching a couple of airheaded pixies. Anya said that they barely have one brain between them. After watching them, I can believe it, but I doubt that it's a very big brain." "Then they'll be that much easier for you two to keep an eye on," Anya said. "I have to get back to the office. If you need me, Erin, just use the Channels. I'll post a note if I go out. See you two later." She turned and headed back down the path. "You must have been busy lately," Dannie said. "We haven't seen you around the store for weeks." "You know how it is -- no, I guess you don't, but it's hard for a leprechaun trying to gather her first pot of gold. I'm always out trying to earn some." "You know, you _did_ agree to help me with my magic. Isn't my boss paying you for that?" "Sort of, but, well..." "Well what? Don't you want to help me? I thought we were friends." "We are, Dannie. At least, I hope we are. It's just that, well, the Wizard is paying me to help teach you magic, and I don't know how." "How much did you need to know when he taught me the fine control over that heat spell? You were just part of the test equipment, sitting on what I was trying to selectively heat." "I'd like to think I was a bit more than that, especially when we took on those punks here at the Park, but it just proves my point. I can't teach what I don't know myself." "A leprechaun who doesn't know magic? Yeah, right." "Dannie, how do you stand up, or talk, or breathe? It's something that's either instinctive to you, or that you learned so early that you've forgotten that you ever didn't know how. That's how magic is with me. When I got changed into a leprechaun, I just got the instinct for magic as a part of the process. About the only thing that I really had to learn were the rules about gold - - and how to walk the Channels, and even that didn't take very long." "So you stopped coming around because..." "Because even a gold-hungry leprechaun has some honor. I don't want to take gold that I didn't earn; not because of the rules but because it isn't right." "I guess I can understand that. I do want to talk to you some more about this, but it'll have to wait. I'll think about what you said while we watch the double-D twins." *** Down in the pool, Angie was beginning to get bored. "DeeDee, I think we're missing somethikth." Her words were cut off by a splash of water. "I didn't miss anything," DeeDee said with a giggle. "I got you good with that wave." "Yeah, but I wasn't ready." She paused, trying to keep the idea in her mind. "Look around. Do you see any men here?" DeeDee had been getting ready to splash Angie again, but this was an important question. She stopped and looked all around her, shading her eyes with her hand. Then she frowned. "Gee, no there aren't. I don't see a guy any place." "Me neither, and I -- I kind of need a guy right now." She blushed at the statement, and then giggled with embarrassment. "Me, too," DeeDee said. "I -- I really want to be with a guy; to have him kiss me and touch me and -- oh, let's see if we can find one." "Maybe they're in another part of the park," Angie said. She looked over and saw Dannie looking at her and DeeDee. "Let's go ask that girl over there." Dannie tried to look away when she saw Angie look at her, but it was too late. The twins stepped out of the pool and walked over to her. Dannie noticed that they were walking in a much exaggerated and very feminine manner. "Hi," she said when they came close. "Can I help you two with something?" "Do you work here?" Angie asked. "Umm, no, but I am a friend of the people who own the place. Why?" "We," DeeDee giggled. "We were just wondering where all the guys were." "We like guys," Angie added. "We like guys a lot." "There aren't any guys here in the park," Dannie said. She certainly wasn't going to tell them the truth about the place, so she lied -- sort of. "It's for women only." "Pooh," they both said, talking in unison again. Then DeeDee continued. "That's no fun. We need... umm, we wanted to be with some guys." "I'm sorry, but I can't help you there," Dannie said. "Well, we'll figure something out, I guess," Angie said. "Thanks anyway." The twins shrugged, again in unison, and started walking towards the volleyball courts. Dannie didn't want them to get suspicious. Even somebody as dumb as the twins seemed to be would eventually notice if she kept following them. She walked back to the edge of the pool. Erin was sitting on the pool's edge a foot or two away from Dannie's chair, letting the water splash at her legs. The twins had walked right past her, so she had to be invisible to them. Even a pair of airheads like them would stare at a person Erin's size. "Erin," Dannie said to the invisible girl. "Why don't you follow them for a little while. I'm afraid they'll suspect something if they keep seeing me." "I don't think that the two of them are smart enough to have a suspicious thought," the Leprechaun said, "but I'll do it." "Okay. They're headed for the volleyball courts, I think. I'm going over to the Tikki Hut to get some lunch. I'll find you when I'm done." The two separated. Erin scurried down the path that the twins had taken. *** DeeDee and Angie walked past the volleyball court and all the way back to the Men's Lockers. "Do you think that girl was right," Angie said. "That there's no guys here in the park." "Why would she lie," DeeDee said. "She seemed nice and friendly." "I don't know. Maybe she wanted to keep them all for herself." "That's silly. What could she do with more than one guy at a time?" "I can think of a few things," Angie said with a rather lecherous grin. "Ummm, so can I," DeeDee said gently rubbing her breast as the thought aroused her. "But I think she was serious. I looked all around, and I didn't see any guys anyplace." "Then let's get out of here." Angie walked over to where she had tossed her dress. It was still there, but it was a softer, clingier material now, with a much lower collar and much higher hemline. She tossed it over her arm without noticing and stepped into her shoes. "Do my clothes seem different to you?" DeeDee said holding up the tube top and mini-skirt that Deke's shirt and slacks had become. "Yeah, weren't you wearing pants when we came in to change?" "That's silly. I never wear pants. I'm a girl, and I like to show off what I've got." "You never wear pants," Angie giggled. "How about _under_ your skirt?" "I wear panties, silly. At least I wear them when I start out on a date." She blushed and giggled and caressed herself again. "Let's get dressed and go find a couple of guys." She reached behind her and undid her bikini top, setting it on the bench. She gripped the bikini panty and slid it sensuously down her hips. Angie licked her lips and looked around. "Where's my locker?" she whined. "It's over in the other locker room, I think." "Why is it all the way over there and not here with yours?" "I don't know. It just is." "Well, I'm going to change. You promise to stay here till I get back?" "Do I have to? I want to find some guys." "So do I." She smiled at the thought. "Men are fun. They feel so nice..." "Well, then hurry up and change, so we can find some." "Okay. You just be ready when I get back." She ran out the door towards the Women's Lockers. DeeDee reached into the locker and pulled out a pale pink thong panty that had been Deke's boxer shorts. She wriggled into them, adjusting the thong in between her cheeks. The front was a panel barely wide enough to cover her nether slit and the inverted triangle of short blonde curls that covered it. She reached in to the locker again, this time pulling out a flimsy looking matching pink strapless bra. She leaned forward into it and reached behind to fasten the clasp. The material strained to encase her 40-D breasts. It was almost transparent; her aroused nipples pushed against the fabric, and her dark brown areolas were clearly visible. She put the tube top over her head then pulled it down so it was covering her bra. It clung to her massive breasts, showing quite a bit at the top. DeeDee reached around and buttoned her skirt into place. It was tight at her waist, flaring out over her lush hips, and it hung down just a few inches below her bottom. She would have to be careful walking or sitting to keep anyone from seeing her panties -- not that she really wanted to hide them. Her purse was on a shelf inside the locker. She opened out and removed a tube of lipstick some blusher. She used the small mirror on the locker door to do her face. Then she took some perfume from the purse and sprayed herself liberally, hair, neck, and a quick spray on her breasts. She shivered at the feel of the cool spray against her bare skin. "Ready." DeeDee turned at the sound to see her wife -- no, that wasn't right. She was a girl. How could Angie be her wife? Angie and her were really more like...sisters -- yes, that was it, they were twin sisters. She giggled at the silly thought a having a wife. Angie's underwear had adjusted to fit her new body. She was now wearing a bright blue thong panty and matching Lycra bra under a very short navy dress. The dress was cut low on top, barely covering the bra. It hugged her body like it was painted on. "How do I look?" "Almost as sexy as me," DeeDee said. "The boys are gonna be all over us." "That's the way I like a boy, over me," Angie said. Her face flushed a little at the thought, as her nipples began to tighten against the fabric of her bra. "Then let's go find some." DeeDee picked up the purse, and the pair headed out of the Men's Lockers. Hanna was still working at the Park entrance. She'd heard that there had been some sort of problem, but she didn't know the details. Two pretty blonde bimbos that she hadn't seen go into the Park walked past her. It was common enough, except that these seemed to be identical twins. She decided to ask Anya about it the next time she saw her. There was probably a good story behind it. Angie and DeeDee walked to where they remembered Deke's car being parked. The gray Vette was gone. In it's place was a powder blue KIA. They accepted the switch without thought and got in. DeeDee was just pulling out of the lot as Erin began to realize that she had no idea where the two girls were. *** Erin ran down the trail, stopping just long enough to make certain that there was no sign of either of the transformed pair. After a few minutes, she realized that the path she was on eventually lead back to the Locker Rooms. "They wouldn't," she thought. "Yes, yes they would." She opened a Gateway and hurried through. A moment later she was in the Men's Locker Room. Erin looked around. "Nobody here." She smiled. "I guess I was mistaken." Then she had a second thought. A quick check confirmed her worst fears. There were clothes in several lockers, but only children's clothes: a party dress that looked like it would fit a child of eight or so and a young teen's outfit, complete with a training bra. "They've left the Park," Erin said through clenched teeth. She opened a second Gateway to the Tikki Hut to find Dannie and tell her the bad news. *** Dannie was just finishing her soy burger, when she noticed that the level of Diet Coke in her glass was going down. "Erin," she said. "Why aren't you with the twins?" The Leprechaun slowly materialized for Dannie, though none of the others in the restaurant would be able to see her. "Because I don't know where they are." "What!" "They weren't anywhere around the volleyball courts, so I followed the trail past the Lagoon, then checked out the rides on the other side of it. Not a sign of them did I find. I looked all around the park, everywhere except where I should have looked." "What do you mean -- no, you don't mean..." "If you're going to say the Men's Lockers, you're right. It was empty, and there were no adult clothes, man's nor woman's, in there; just some stuff for a child or two. I think we'd better find Anya. The twins have left the park. *** "What are we going to do?" Dannie asked. "The city's an awfully big place for the three of us to search." Anya shook her head. "For the two of you, you mean. I can't leave the Park while Grandmother's not here." "That'll make it even harder." Erin looked unhappy. Besides letting down her friends, Erin was afraid that she wouldn't get any of the gold Grandmother had promised. She needed that gold to power her magic, the same as any male leprechaun did. Anya didn't look worried. "Do either of you remember those bracelets the girls were wearing?" Dannie and Erin both nodded. Anya closed her hand into a fist for a minute. When she opened it, she was holding two disks, each the color of one of the bracelets. "These are magic tracers. Hold one, close your eyes, and you'll know where that girl is." "Then why don't you use them to find the girls and just 'magic' them back here?" Dannie asked. "Because I can't use magic on them," Anya said. "They're the result of what Grandmother calls 'Wild Magic.' We can't tell what would happen if their bodies got hit with more magic. It could freeze them into their bimbo forms forever." "Then what about those 'tracers?' Won't they have some effect?" "No, the spell is on the bracelets, not the girls wearing them. They were made to help us tell the girls apart, but there was always the chance that the girls might get away from the Park, and we'd need to get help to them back here as quickly as we could?" "Why, what's the hurry?" Erin looked puzzled. "There's not a lot of magic they could run into out there." "That's not the only risk. Normally, getting pregnant will lock a transformee in her female form. Wild magic can be a lot more sensitive or stranger in its effects. Just having sex with a guy or even kissing one could lock them in. Or it could turn whomever they kiss into another twin. We can't know, and we really don't want to find out." "Certainly not," Erin said. She grabbed the coins and disappeared. "Erin," Dannie and Anya yelled. The pretty leprechaun reappeared a moment later. "Relax, the pair of you. You don't think that I ran off with your treasure, would you?" She was mad. "Well, I didn't, did I." She opened her hand to show them the coins. "I used them to find the girls. They're at some club -- 'Carnival', it's called -- not more than a couple miles from here." "I know the place." Dannie started running for the entrance. "You go back and watch them until I can get there." *** Erin was perched on the counter behind the bar at Carnival. The place had a circus theme, with garish lights and circus posters. Some of the booths were even beach seats from carnival rides. She let out a yell when Dannie walked in, using her magic to keep everyone but Dannie from hearing it. It was only the latter part of the afternoon, but already the place was starting to fill by the time Dannie walked in. The twins were standing at the bar a few feet away, surrounded by a crowd of young men. Handsome young men, Dannie noticed. And she noticed the way they were looking at the twins, like a wolf pack sizing up a couple of deer. From the looks on the guys' faces. There wasn't a wholesome thought in the bunch. The problem was that, from the looks on the twins' faces, that was _exactly_ the way they wanted it. Dannie walked over to the spot at the bar nearest to where Erin was sitting. She waved her hand for a bartender, but none came. Finally, on the third try, one walked over. He came slowly, looking back towards the twins as he did. "Can I help you, Miss?" He looked back again as he waited for her to speak. "They're very pretty, aren't they?" Dannie said with a smile. 'Ummm,' the bartender thought. 'If I could just be alone in bed with the two of them for an hour.' Dannie could hear the man's thoughts even as she asked the question. She'd thrown a telepathy spell on herself when she came into the bar, hoping it might give some advantage. She caught the man's mental image of the twins sprawling naked on a bed. On an impulse, Dannie sent a thought back to the bartender. In his mind, one of the twins sat up in bed, frowned, and said, 'Well, you can't have us, not even for ten minutes, so you might as well wait on this other customer.' The man's eyes went wide. "What the..." White wine spritzer, please," Dannie said. She struggled to keep from giggling at his reaction. He turned away for a moment, and then came back and, hands trembling slightly, put her drink down on a coaster. Dannie paid him. He took the money, and then hurried away to wait on someone else further down the bar. He glanced back once to look at her, then at the twins, but turned his head away almost at once when he saw that she was watching him. Erin leaped over from behind the bar and stood next to Dannie's drink. "Well now, what was all that about?" "I'll tell you later. Do you have any ideas about separating the twins from that swarm of men before anything happens?" "Just one. Have you noticed that some of the guys are having a drink or two themselves?" "Yes, so?" "A guy drinks too much, he starts seeing things that aren't really there." She turned and started walking towards the group of men. As she did, a dark green gown and matching gloves materialized on her body. Erin stopped a few feet away from the crowd and put her fingers to her lips. Dannie didn't hear anything, but most of the men around the twins seem to hear. They turned and looked in Erin's direction. She began walking back and forth across the top of the bar, strutting and wriggling her hips. Dannie heard the faint strain of a jazz trumpet, low and dirty. 'It can't be,' she thought. But it was. Erin raised one arm, and then ever so slowly took off her glove to the beat of the music. She spun it over her head, and then tossed it towards the crowd. It hit one man in the face. He flinched and backed away, then turned and ran. A couple of the other men started looking nervous. Erin continued the strip, removing the other glove and frightening another man off when it hit him. Then she reached behind her back and slowly unzipped the gown she was wearing. It must have fallen forward, because Dannie could see Erin grab for it, then hold it with one hand, while she continued to work the zipper with the other. She finished eventually -- the zipper went halfway down the curve of her butt. She strutted around the bar top twice then stood and raised her arms. The gown fell past her hips and pooled at her feet. Erin stood on the bar in a classic stripper's position, knee bent, one arm raised, the other on her hip. Her hair looked longer and thicker than it had a moment before, trailing almost down to her waist. She wore an emerald green demi-bra that strained to contain two melon-like breasts. Her hips were encircled by a matching thong panty, the gusset in front barely wide enough to conceal her nether lips. Somehow, she was wearing the elbow-length gloves again, and her legs were encased in a pair of thigh high stockings. Then, suddenly, the peaches and cream color faded from Erin's skin. Her entire body grew pale, almost chalk white. Even that began to fade as she became transparent. A second later, Erin was gone, at least her body was. Her long hair remained, floating above an empty bra and panties, gloves, stockings, and shoes. The clothes all remained exactly where they were and they still looked as if they were still full of healthy young woman. One man fainted, and a few others paled. About half of them began to move towards the door. Erin, or at least, her clothes walked a few steps. From the way the panties moved, she must have been wriggling her hips, but there was no flesh to see. Then she turned and bent over, showing a narrow thong but no ass to the men. She turned her head to the group and said "Boo!" in a deep basso voice. This time a man actually screamed and there was a stampede towards the door. Dannie had to bite her lip to keep from giggling as she watched the men flee. Erin walked over to Dannie. Her body was back, although Dannie was the only one who could see or hear her. Only Dannie and the men ogling the twins had been able to see her "haunted stripper" routine. "Well, that will work for a while," Dannie said, finally managing to stop her giggling. "But only for a while." "What do you mean?" Erin asked. "A lot of guys weren't here for your little show, but they're coming over to talk to the twins now, guys that didn't want to compete with the size of the crowd and guys who are just now coming into the place." Dannie pointed, and Erin saw that a new crowd was beginning to form around the twins. "How often can you repeat that bit?" "Not very often," Erin sighed. "It took a fair bit of gold, and I don't have that much. But you didn't ask me to get the twins out of here, just to get rid of the crowd. I did that. Do you have any ideas about getting them out and back to the Park before we have a new crowd to get rid of?" "Maybe I could just tell the twins to leave." "I don't think they'd listen. I don't think there's a conscious thought in their pretty little heads... except for sex." "In their conscious minds... probably not, but I wonder what their unconscious minds are thinking; their real selves, I mean." "I can try to find out if you really want to know," Dannie said. "I've been practicing my telepathy. That was how I spooked that bartender." "Yeah, I saw that. What exactly did you do?" "I saw the way he was leering at the twins, and when I read his mind -- his surface thoughts, I mean -- they were just the sort of nasty thing you'd expect. So I sent a message to his mind, and he 'heard' it as if one of the twins had spoken to him." "You can do that; send messages telepathically?" "Yeah, but I can't really direct it or anything. I just send it out towards the person I want to get it." "Sounds like how I use the Channels to get around. I don't think of the path I want to take, just about _where_ I want to be, and I get there." "I don't think it's the same thing." "Maybe not, but it's sure worth a try. Look, take my hand." Erin reached out and Dannie took it. Erin sat on the bar, so it wouldn't look too odd for Dannie to be holding onto an invisible hand. "I'm thinking of the Channels. Can you picture them?" "Sort of; they're like giant hollow strands of spaghetti." "Now, think of the twins -- no, think of the people they used to be. You know their names, don't you?" "Yeah, Deke... DeeDee is really Deke Taggert, and Angie is her... his wife." "Okay, then, now think about talking, talking directly to them, to Deke and Angie -- the real Angie. Think of sending the message through the Channels directly to them." "What do I say to them?" "Tell them that they have to leave here, leave right now, and go back to the Park. And keep thinking it till you see them react." Dannie half closed her eyes and did exactly what Erin had told her. She repeated the message over and over in her mind. "Look!" Erin said. "I think it's working." Dannie looked. Both of the girls had an odd look on their faces, as if they were listening to something far away. Then, without warning, they started slowly walking towards the door. A few of the men tried to follow them. Others just stood and watched their asses sway as they walked away. Then Dannie saw the men's eyes go wide. The ones who were following the twins stopped in their tracks. Dannie looked back over at the twins. Erin was sitting on the shoulders of one of them -- DeeDee, she thought -- making faces at the men. As they walked out the door, Erin waved goodbye, then stuck out her tongue and did a loud and juicy "Bronx Cheer." The few men who had been following the twins stopped in their tracks and shook their heads in disbelief. Dannie giggled and followed the twins and Erin out of the club. They got into their car. Dannie followed them all the way back to the Park. As she drove, she sent the message to them several more times, just in case they changed their minds and thought about going back to Carnival. The twins drove directly to Bikini Beach and pulled into a spot near the entrance. Dannie parked three spaces away. They were outside of their car and walking into the Park by the time she got to them. It was dusk, and, normally, the Park would be closing down for the night. This night, though, the floodlights were on and -- from what Dannie could tell -- the rides were all still up and running. The twins got out if their car slowly, as if they were uncertain of themselves. "DeeDee," Angie whined. "Tell me again; I still don't understand. Why did you want to leave all those cute boys at that bar to come back here?" "I don't know, Angie. I really don't know. They were all so cute, and they wanted to have fun with me -- with us. I was getting tingly all over trying to pick one -- or maybe two." She blushed at the thought. "Why did you come back with me?" "I don't know, but I just kind of knew that I had to. I want to go back to the boys, but I can't." She looked like she was about to cry. "I can't either. What's wrong with us?" Dannie actually began to feel sorry for the pair. Anya was standing at the entrance with several other women. Dannie recognized them as members of the Bikini Beach staff, a few of whom, like Liz Nelson, the chief lifeguard, she knew fairly well. Anya rushed out and hugged the twins. "DeeDee, Angie, I'm so glad that you came back. We have a wonderful surprise for you." "A...a surprise for us." The twins spoke in unison, sounding much more like a pair of curious little girls than adult women. "Yes, dears. We checked the records this afternoon. You two bought the 1,000th pass. You win!" "We win! We win!" The twins hugged each other and jumped up and down in delight. Dannie looked over at Erin who was standing nearby. "You know," Dannie said. "I never really believed it when Anya's grandmother said you leprechauns were bisexual." "And now?" Erin looked at her nervously. "I watched you watching the twins jumping up and down just now. None of those guys back at the bar looked at them as lecherously as you were doing." "Why didn't you just read my mind and find out." "Because I wouldn't do that to a friend." "Are we still friends? I thought you were mad at me for not helping you with your magic training." "Not helping? After what you just taught me about how to use a telepathy spell to compel behavior, I'd say we're more than even." "I'm glad," Erin said. She stood up and leapt into Dannie's arms. She hugged Dannie fiercely, until the larger woman could barely breathe. "Erin, stop! You -- you're squeezing me tighter than one of your gold pieces." Erin let go of Dannie's neck and jumped to the ground. "Sorry, Dannie. I'm just so happy to have solved the problem of helping teach you -- for now at least. I'll have to try hard to figure out what to do next time." "Try harder." She smiled and added. "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll come up with something." "We?" "Sure, _friends_ help one another, don't they? But now let's go see what Anya's up to." They walked to the entrance. Anya was leading the twins in. A large neon sign on the side of the office blinked "Congratulations Angie and DeeDee" in blue and green letters. In fact, lights were on all over the Park. "Impressive, isn't it?" Dannie turned to see Anya's grandmother standing next to her. "What's going on?" Erin asked. "It was Anya's idea, actually," the old woman said. "We can't use magic to keep the twins here in the Park, so Anya decided to throw them a party." "How did she know that we could get them back to the Park in the first place?" Dannie asked. The old woman put a hand on Dannie's shoulder. "With the two of you working on it? She -- and I -- never had any doubts." She reached down and shook Erin's hand as well. "Now, let's go join the party." They walked down the path towards the Tikki Hut in two groups, Anya and the twins in the lead and the old woman, Dannie, and Erin about ten yards behind. Japanese lanterns hung from poles all along the path. The fountains by the Lagoon all had colored lights reflecting off the water. When Dannie and Erin got close to the Hut, they could hear the blare of rock music. Anya and the twins were standing in the center of the Hut by the time Dannie and Erin reached it. The old woman gestured and the music suddenly stopped. "Angie, DeeDee," Anya began, "you two bought the 1,000th pass to Bikini Beach. In recognition of that fact and to honor the success of the Park, I'm happy to award you these gifts." "Gifts!" The twins shouted in unison and began to jump up and down. "What kind of gifts?" "First off, a second one-day pass for tomorrow. Then these two mascot dolls and these gift certificates to the Victoria's Secret store over in the mall." She handed each girl her winnings. The mascots were large stuffed animals, yellow and black bumble bees wearing Bikini Beach T-shirts. "They're so sweet," the twins squealed, again speaking in perfect unison. They hugged the "stuffies" grinning like small children. The next few hours were something of a blur. There was music and dancing, girls dancing with girls. One of the summer staff turned out to be an aspiring comic. She got up and did twenty minutes of feminist humor that was so "blue" and so funny that it had everyone blushing and rolling on the floor. Grandmother, as the old woman insisted on being called, wheeled out a giant cake, ice cream, and soft drinks. "Alcohol might trigger the magic," she confided in Anya and Dannie. After everyone was served, there were fireworks, also courtesy of Grandmother. About midnight, Anya noticed that she didn't see the twins. She found them a few minutes later curled up in tow of the hammocks near the Hut. Both were asleep, snuggling up to their B-Bees mascot dolls. They both slept thorough the transformations back to their normal selves about an hour and a half later. Anya and Dannie both did mental scans. There was no trace of the twin's behaviors in either of them. *** Deke Taggert was standing at a bar with a pretty blonde who looked vaguely familiar. A crowd of men surrounded them, talking sweetly and offering to buy them drinks. A tall, good-looking guy in a gray suit put his hand on Deke's shoulder. "So, hon, you want to come back to my place?" 'Like hell,' Deke wanted to say. Instead he heard himself giggle -- giggle? "Sure, Mister, you're cute, and I just want to screw you till my eyes cross." Deke felt the man take his hand. He looked down to see that he was wearing a tight blue blouse, a blouse cut low enough to show plenty of the 38-DD breasts that were filling it so nicely. Deke woke up screaming. He looked around. He was in a hammock in some sort of water park -- that Bikini Beach place he and Angie had gone to. It had to be. The last thing he remembered was being in the locker room with Angie. He felt himself stir at the memory. His hand went down to his crotch just to make sure. Yes, it was back. He was a man again, wearing his dark blue baggies trunks. His body was the masculine body he'd always had. He heard a moan and looked over in that direction. Angie was in another hammock a few feet away. Deke half expected her to be a busty blonde for some reason, but she was her athletic, brunet self, wearing a silver-colored one piece that did little to hide her body. She turned and looked at him. "I had the strangest dream." He nodded. "Me, too. We were there, but not there. I remember a couple of blondes, really dumb blondes. They were..." "Oh, damn, they -- they were us." "Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Taggert, I see you're awake." Both of the Taggerts turned to look in towards the voice. A slightly chunky older woman in a yellow summer dress and an attractive young brunet wearing a Bikini Beach T-shirt over a bathing suit were standing a few feet away. "Who are you?" Deke asked. "And where are we?" Angie added. "Your first guess was right," the older woman said. "This is Bikini Beach." "What happened to us?" Deke asked. "I own Bikini Beach, and this is my granddaughter, Anya. I built this place as an escape for women, a place where they won't be stared at," the old woman said. "Any male who comes in gets changed into a female by the magic of those showers in the Men's Locker Room. When you two... showered together, the magic changed you both into the girl you vaguely remember." "You mean, if I'd showered alone, I'd have become that -- that bimbo?" "No, Mr. Taggert," the younger woman -- Anya said. "You'd have transformed into a female counterpart of yourself. Being in the shower together sort of, well, tilted the system, everything went haywire. Frankly, we were afraid that we might not be able to change you back." "Thank heavens, _that_ didn't happen. I like Deke the way he is." Angie kissed him on the cheek. "How do you know?" the old woman asked. "Since what happened really wasn't your fault, we giving you both a one-day pass, so you can still try the Park." "And this will turn me into a girl for the day?" "As soon as you shower, Mr. Taggert. You'll change back a few hours after the Park closes." "Do we have to use them today?" Angie asked. "Angie," Deke said. "You don't really expect me to use that thing -- to become a girl, even if just for the day." "Yes, I do. To tell the truth, I'm kind of curious of what you'd be like as a girl. And I think that, deep down, so are you, especially if you know you'll change back. C'mon admit it. You are curious, aren't you?" "Well... I suppose every guy's a little curious, but that doesn't mean that I'd want to." Deke felt his cheeks flush. Angie threw her arms around him. "Can we wait? I was kind of remembering the way I felt yesterday, and, well, I'd kind of like to go home and do something about it." "Go home, take all the time you want," the old woman said. "The pass is good for any day you come back." She looked at her watch. "I would ask you to leave now, though. The Park opens in about an hour, and I really don't want any males on the premises." "Umm, okay," Deke said. "We'll go." "For today," Angie added. "But we'll be back." "Maybe." Deke took Angie's hand. "Which way are the locker rooms?" Anya pointed, and Deke hurried down the path, almost pulling Angie behind him. "Think they'll be back?" Anya asked as she watched the Taggerts hurrying away. "Probably," Grandmother said. "Like Angie said, every man is curious, and they're an adventurous couple. I'd never have expected anyone to try what they did in the showers." "I would, though not in _those_ showers." She blushed slightly. "That, my dear, is between you and Greg." She smiled. "Now you get the Park ready to open. I'm going over to see the Wizard and tell him to give Dannie the day off for all the help she was yesterday." "Do you expect to be gone very long, Grandmother?" "Heavens, no. I expect Erin to show up early this morning to get paid. You've learned quite a lot about being a businesswomen, but haggling with a leprechaun is definitely the advanced course." She waved and began to disappear. "By the way, dear, we won the tournament. I'll show you the trophy when I get back." The End This story may be posted to any free site. C. Sprite, Elrod, and Pyrite have explicit permission to post it.