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Hitch Switch
By Paul G. Jutras
"This will be the easiest fin I ever made." Jason Chow thought as he stood
on the side of the road with his thumb out. It had just started raining and
he hoped that his subject would be along soon like his client said she
would. According to Mr. Drake, his wife has been working as a paid escort
in secret for weeks. As a friend at the office she didn't know, Jason was
perfect to act as a private eye for him.
When Mrs. Drake pulled over, she lowered her window and smiled out at
him. After she sized him up, she opened the door and moved over to let
him drive. "I don't normally pick up hitch hikers," she teased as he looked
down at her lovely shaven and bare legs. "Get a good eye full honey. I
don't want you to miss a single piece of me."
Within a few minutes of driving, Mrs. Drake noticed a camera sticking out
from under his jacket. What Jason didn't know was that her pimp had
informed her of her husband hiring a private eye to learn the truth about
her and she was prepared. "You work for a newspaper?"
"Uh, Yes." Jason lied as he tried to cover his camera back up.
"No need to be shy." Mrs. Drake purred. "I liked having my picture taken."
"You do, huh?" Jason said as he felt like he was getting somewhere.
"Image that. I like taking pictures and you like your picture being taken.
Guess we're a perfect match."
"Could be." She cooed..
With those words, he pulled over to the side of the road. "Real nice legs."
He said as he ran over the legs that had been freshly shaved before she
headed off to meet her first trick of the evening. She didn't mind being late
to the next one if it meant handling her jealous husband.
"You do want me to wrap these legs around you." Mrs. Drake said as they
started kissing one another's necks and moved over their faces and finally
their lips. He felt deeply in love with the taste of her lipstick. As they
continued to kiss, he felt a bit ill. "Love the way my breasts jiggle, don't
you?" she asked.
"Can I take your picture now?" Jason asked as he stared at Mrs. Drake
stripped down to her lace trim white bra and panties. "You're just so pretty,
I could eat you up, body and soul."
"Eat me up indeed." Mrs. Drake smiled as he snapped the shutter. As the
flash went off, he was blinded by a strange flash of light. He hadn't seen or
heard any cars pull up so he couldn't figure out who would be shining a
window through the window. That was when he realized that the person
grinning at him was himself.
That's when he realized his body was all wrong. He heard a girly scream
exit his throat as even his breathing moved his new young breasts on his
chest about. He looked up in the rear view mirror and saw the woman's
young face starring at him.
"I guess now I'll be the one my husband will pay big bucks to for the report
of what a slut I am." Mrs. Drake said to Jason. "Should I say what a slut
you are. Instead of being my executioner you're my reprieve. Right now I'd
rather be you than me right now."
"I'll tell your new husband that you're truly faithful if you wish to be stuck
with him." Mrs. Drake continued. "He was going to leave me penniless if
he found out about my hobby. While I take you to your next trick, you can
think it over."
Jason glared in both anger and sickness as he left the car and walked over
to a strange man's house. It was the weirdest type of blackmail that he had
ever run into. He could hear his own voice say: "In a month time I may
give you your body back."
Jason didn't know why he bothered putting on his new short shorts, five
inch heels and tank top. No sooner was he in the man's bedroom than he
had to take them off again. He never knew how hard a job it was to put
one's body out for money. Being disgusting and humiliated, he swore
when the rough sex man left him bleeding and bruised, that he would
never hire a girl again. Not even for a bachelor party.
"How did you get started in this line of work?" Jason asked his former self.
"Wondered when you were gonna ask." She smiled his former pearly
whites at him. "I had these sex fantasies that my husband wouldn't play
along with. Sometimes I serviced guys and sometimes I dressed as a guy
and served girls. Since I couldn't tell my husband, I had to use my
secretary's money; which wouldn't cut it.
"I got money from a loan shark that I had done once without thinking of
my situation. When I told him I had no money of my own and my husband
wouldn't help, he decided to take it out of my hide. I never knew it would
mean him becoming like my pimp and telling me who I'd service to help
pay him back. I only have a month of assignments left. When I'm squared
with the loan shark, you can have your body back. You may no longer be
sane enough to want it back, seeing how shaken you already are."
The next day, Jason took the elevator up and headed for his new cubicle.
That was when he found a note on her desk saying she had been
reassigned. He was now going to be the personal secretary to his own
blackmailer. Have to stare at his former face all day.
"How do you walk in these things?" Jason complained to Mrs. Drake as he
swished across in total tan. He was dressed in a tan jacket, blouse, nylons
and shoes. Sitting down, he kicked the heels under the desk and flexed
toes that seem quite pinched.
"After a month, you'll be a natural." Mrs. Drake said as she left her new
secretary to his work while attending her husband's business meeting. He
was surprised when it nearly came time to go home and he hadn't seen
himself return to the office. A meeting had never lasted that long.
When the phone ran, he quickly answered it. "Mr. Chow's office." He
nearly gagged at the sweetness he used. He was shock when he heard his
own voice at the other end. He was even more depressed to hear what was
said.
"That's right, Mrs. Drake." the real Mrs. Drake said from the airline phone
as she sat beside her unknowing husband. "There's been a change of plans.
Seems your husband and I will be in France for the next six weeks. Now
your assignments are laid out for you. Your husband want to make sure
you don't forget to keep the house clean and make dinner for your brother
in law while he's staying over."
As Mr. Drake left to use the bathroom, a smiled formed on her face. "I also
wanted to tell you that if we didn't change back in four weeks time the
change would be forever. I like the idea of seeing you outside my office
every day when I get back as my local secretary."
As Jason dropped the phone to the floor with a look of horror frozen on his
made up face, he heard his own voice laughing madly before hanging up.
Jason could only hope that his month as a call girl would give him enough
experience to please his new husband in bed. He knew he would at least
get use to wearing the G-string panties that Mrs. Drake normally wore and
was a constant reminder of his new sex.
When he got to his new house, his new brother in law was having a poker
game. He found out now being only five feet tall was a disaster when one
can't reach anything in the top self of the cupboards. Even stretching in
high heels which gave the guys at the card game a good look at his
newwide ass. At least if he had to be cursed as a woman, it was as a
beautiful knock out. What life really held for him, only time would ever
know.
The End
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