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The characters used in this story belong to Archie Comics Publications. They're used in this story as a fantasy fan fiction, with no profit to garnered by the authors in their use. The story is free to be archived upon any website wishing to do so, provided free access is given to readers to see it. It is also mandatory that the authors be given credit upon any site posting. There's a particularly fascinating artist who wishes to go by his eBay selling name, Tebra. Anyone who doesn't know who that is in reality can e-mail me and I'll pass on his RL name. Besides all the fantastic TG artwork he does, he's written a couple of stories of his own which showed up in the late 90s. He's also done a good bit of artwork for various comics companies, including Marvel. To make a long story short, one of his MANY Archie universe pics caught Eric's eye recently, and what you're about to read is the result. Steve Z *** Dedicated to Tebra, whose picture inspired this tale. My (Eric) thanks to Steve, who exposed me to Tebra's wonderful work and who is an editor par excellence. Eric Archie and Veronica: Changing Places An SRU Reversed Rings Story By Eric and Steve Zink Archie Andrews gazed at Veronica Lodge with a not unusual mixture of lust and disgust. She was, as usual, blowing hot and cold. Last night they had made out on Lookout Point until his head swam, and now Ronnie was acting like a cold bitch... err, cold fish... well, bitch better described what was felt by Archie. Archie had more than a suspicion that she enjoyed torturing him, Reggie and any other guy in her orbit. His negative train of thought suddenly took a turn skyward as Betty Cooper came in, and all of a sudden Ronnie was all sugar and spice and everything nice!! Why didn't he just date Betty and dump Veronica, Archie wondered? Betty was so sweet, and as pretty but not as sexy, and somehow Veronica's body was like a snake coiled around his soul. Betty came running up to Archie, interrupting his reverie. "Archie, come quick. Big Moose is beating up poor Reggie." Not being one to ever deny a lady (especially when it meant seeing Reggie get pummeled...) Archie jumped up, but Betty was already heading back out the door. He and Betty sped down the hall, slightly different reasons driving them. Archie took advantage of the fact that Betty got into the hall first, and was deliberately trailing behind so he could watch Betty's great ass and her beautiful tits bouncing. As usual, Moose had felt (rightly) that Reggie was trying to seduce Midge. Archie shook his head. Reggie Mantle loved living life on the edge. Even though he knew Big Moose would kill him, he still tried his best to come on to Midge! She was cute, but hardy worth risking your life for. "Aren't you going to help poor Reggie?" asked Betty, pulling at Archie's sleeve. "Nope. I warned him, hell, everybody warned him. Besides, he deserves it!" Betty looked at him indignantly. But Archie, used to Veronica's intimidating glares, was unimpressed. But it didn't matter, because fat old Mr. Weatherbee came up and unfortunately saved Reggie's life. Archie wouldn't have minded seeing his rival for Ronnie in the hospital! That night, Archie Andrews had a big smile on his freckled face as he slept. In his dream he was in the football stadium and the whole school was there to see Big Moose, all 333 lbs of him, jump up and down on Reggie. Everyone was cheering, especially Ronnie who was wearing Archie's sweater and gazing adoringly at him. The next day in class, Archie's feelings were even stronger as he saw Ronnie flirting big time with Reggie, who smirked at him in triumph. That night, after a snack at Pop Tate's, Veronica smiled seductively at Archie and he melted like cheese on a hot griddle. He was a most satisfactory boyfriend, Veronica Lodge thought, no matter what daddy thinks. He's cute and does what I tell him! "Archiekins, you've been begging me to show myself to you naked. Do you really want to see me without any clothes and have me rub my beautiful body all over yours?" Archie's mouth dropped and he was sure his tongue was hanging out. Had he fallen asleep and started dreaming again? He pinched himself. Nope, definitely not dreaming! "SURE!" She smiled smugly and kissed her fingers, then placed them on his panting lips. "Let's go, then! You have to swear to God, not a word to anyone - especially that gossip Betty. I have a little love nest for us," Ronnie cooed. She stood up and her dark beauty had him hypnotized like a snake stalking a mouse. Ronnie led him to her sports car, then she drove them to an isolated house. She couldn't stand his piece of shit car. The house looked ordinary from the outside, but the inside surprised Archie. Erotic, expensive paintings and vases were everywhere. A heavy, musty perfume was in the air. Ronnie pushed a button and Ravel's Bolero came over the speakers. "What is this place?" asked Archie, getting a hard on. "A playroom. Mummy and daddy use it from time to time. I made sure they wouldn't be using it tonight, and thought it might be fun for us as well." She smiled to see his boner. Mother was right, men thought with their peters. Archie had a good sized one, and she liked that! Veronica took him into another room. It was a bedroom. Mounted on the wall above the pillow of the round bed with its satin sheets were rubber chains and restraint bracelets for a person's wrists. Ronnie started slowly taking off her expensive dress. Archie couldn't take his eyes off her as she did a very sensuous strip, slowly exposing her perfectly shaped body. She smiled smugly. "Well, what are you waiting for, Archiekins? Take off your clothes!" He fumbled as he clumsily took them off, well aware he was way out of his depth, but he couldn't help but do what she wanted. She was so beautiful! "Lie down on the bed, Archiekins," she cooed. "Mmmm, nice to see you have a big HARD erection!" Then, before he knew what had happened, she snapped the rubber cuffs on him. "What?" "Relax, Archiekins, it just makes it more fun." She rubbed her naked body all over him. He groaned. "Like it, Archiekins?" He could only nod. She rubbed her incredible body all over him until he thought he was going to die. "Ronnie, I need you! NOW!" She laughed. "I know you do." Mother was right about this, too! Dominating males is fun! She got up. "See you later, Archiekins. You should be able to squeeze those cuffs off by morning!" "You can't leave me like this!" She laughed. "Of course I can! Mother was right. It doesn't get any better than this. To capture a man, tie him up, arouse him to madness, and then just walk away!" She slowly dressed, tantalizing him even more. Archie tried desperately to escape, but couldn't. She laughed again. "See you in church, Archie!" Poor Archie couldn't even get to his dick to relieve his own agony! "I hate you!" he screamed, but she only laughed, and turned her back to him. "No, Archie, you love me!" Ronnie said as she walked away. "And you always will. And you always will do just what I want. Won't you, Archiekins! Ta, Ta." The front door shut, and he heard the roar of her Mercedes. It took Archie until 6 am to break free. He had almost wet himself before he got free. He cleaned himself up and, vowing revenge, walked the three miles into town. He got in deep trouble with his parents who didn't believe him. That day in school he went up to Ronnie, and he was angry enough to hither. "Before you do that or anything else you will regret, I should tell you that I have video tapes and stills of you undressing. None of me, of course, as I was off camera. And some more of you chained in bed. How would everyone feel if I showed them around?" "You bitch! I'll get you if it's the last thing I do!" She laughed. "Oh, Archiekins, neither you nor anyone else can hurt a Lodge, we own this town! Hell, we almost own the state! You know something else; you're a born loser. You never were more yourself than when you were in chains! That is the real you!" "You're nuts!" She ignored him. A malicious light was in her beautiful eyes. "You know what else, Archie, it won't be long before YOU ask me to chain you up again, YOU beg me to dominate you and abuse you. It's your nature to be the victim, Archie, and mine to be the dominator-" wait, that's not the word Mother had used, what was it? Oh, yeah, "-no, make that the dominatrix. No matter what we do, we cannot escape our natures. Let me know when you want another session. I think you will beg me." She laughed lightly. "I'll keep Friday night open. You know I do like you, Archie," Veronica added, smiling. She kissed him lightly on the lips. She laughed to see him cry angry, frustrated tears, then turned on her heels and left. It was great to be Veronica Lodge! That night Archie was at the mall trying to decide on a present for his Mom for her birthday. He unsuccessfully avoided buying Jughead a hamburger. Why should even that be different? He left his friend eating and slipped away. He found her a nice scarf and was about to leave when a new store caught his eyes. He had never seen it before. "SPELLS R US". What a cool name, Archie thought, and went on in. An old man in what Archie could swear was a wizard's robe looked up. He had a kind smile. "Hello, Archie," he said. Archie was only a little surprised he knew his name. "Hello, sir." "What do you need?" "Just looking, I've already got my Mom a present." "I think she will like the scarf." "How... how did you know-" The old man cut him off. "I know a lot of things, my redhead friend. For example, I know Veronica Lodge treated you very badly." "How?" He pointed at a sign that read, "I am a wizard. I read minds - that is, if you have any!" "The government made me add that last as a disclaimer. Bureaucracy is invading our lives. Before you know it, wizards won't be able to do the most basic spells without tons of paperwork!" He caught himself. "Enough of my problems. You want revenge on Miss Lodge, and also be able to break your chains - the emotional ones are far more binding than the rubber ones she fastened on you that night -and she does bind you. If you don't, you'll be a slave - an abused one all your life. Not a pretty picture!" Archie shuddered. No, it wasn't. "What can you do? The Lodges are so powerful!" "Well, as for what I can do - lots of things." He picked up ten photos of the St. Louis 1904 Worlds Fair and started juggling them. "I can juggle, for example. But if you mean what I can do to help you with the Veronica Lodge problem?" He took out two rings. They shimmered like a rainbow. "Reverse rings, my boy. Many people have used these to my complete satisfaction." Archie couldn't take his eyes off them. "How can they help me?" The wizard smiled with even more kindness and explained. Archie began to laugh! And laugh and laugh. Veronica would be brought down to earth with a sickening thud, Archie thought. "How much?" "Twenty-two dollars and sixteen cents." "I don't think I have that much money," Archie said doubtfully. But he was surprised when he turned out his pockets - he had forgotten about the three dollars that were in one pocket that had gone through the wash. He added everything up. "My God, I have exactly that amount!" he cried. The wizard smiled again. "Imagine that!" When Archie left, the smile changed and the wizard rubbed his hands briskly together. This was going to be 'interesting'! Driving back home, his car rattled and lurched but Archie was too used to its behavior to pay it any attention except to curse reflectively. His thoughts were more upon what had happened in the store. Archie knew what the wizard told him was impossible, but he still somehow believed it. When he got home he wrapped his mother's present and watched an old Star Trek: Next Generation episode about the Borg. That night he had trouble sleeping. By the time Archie awoke the next morning, he had decided NOT to do it. It was too crazy ? too cruel. When he got to Riverdale High, students looked at him and snickered. Reggie came up to Archie crowing, and showed him a picture. It was of Archie naked. "I see, carrot top, that you really are a natural redhead." Blushing, Archie asked, "Where did you get that?" "I found it on my doorstep this morning." It could have been worse, but not by much. Ronnie had left around town only one rather innocent photo of Archie undressing, but he did have a hard on. He would never live it down. 'I'm going to kill Ronnie!' he thought savagely. Betty and Juggie were the only ones kind to him - and Miss Grundy. She had gathered up all the copies of the revealing picture she could get her hands on and destroyed them. Unknown to him, Veronica was mad and puzzled as well. How had Reggie gotten the photos? It made her hold on Archie less secure. Had one of the Lodge technicians released it? But why? What did they have to gain? Especially compared to what they could lose - their jobs and forever being black balled. She hurried up to Archie. "Archiekins, I didn't do it!" she cooed. "Of course you didn't!" he snarled. She touched him gently. "I swear I didn't. I told you as long as you kept quiet I wouldn't." Archie looked at her thoughtfully. She must think I'm as dumb as I look, he decided. "I swear!" she said, her hypnotic eyes fixed on him. Archie shook his head. The plan he and the wizard had worked out came to him. He made himself smile. To hell with his decision not to do it! "I believe you. Besides, Ronnie - you were right. I am your slave. I was born to be your slave." Archie's showing some real sense, Veronica thought. There might be hope for the boy yet. "And you were born to be my ruler, my master. Can we go back to the house tonight?" Veronica smiled. It was working just like mother said! Men were just fools. Maybe, like pigs they should have rings in their noses to make it even easier for women to lead them around! She smiled at the thought. Then she nodded. "I'll even promise to turn off the cameras. We don't need them now." "Thank you, Ronnie, my love." When they got to the house, once again in Veronica's Mercedes, Archie surprised Veronica for the first time since they had been five and he had showed her his 'wee wee' when she asked him to. He opened a box. Inside was a beautiful ring of rainbow hues. She gasped. Two surprises in one night from him. Would wonders never cease? "It's beautiful! Where did you get it?" "A new shop in the mall. Do you like it?" "I love it, Archiekins. It must have cost you a fortune!" She liked him better now. This was the first time he had given her anything she didn't want to toss in the trash. She slipped it on her beautiful finger and admired it. "We don't need the cameras," she said. Ronnie went behind the curtain and turned off them off. Without being told, Archie undressed while she did likewise. Veronica was a little surprised by how calm he was acting. He laid on the bed and she slipped the cuffs on his raised wrists just as before, without any prompting. Again she started rubbing herself on him and then pulled back. She saw him take something he had obviously taped to his hand with his teeth. She smiled, was it a lock pick? Men were so silly! Then she saw it was a ring - the twin of the one on her hand. "You have a ring as well, Archie? That's rather sweet." Ronnie surprised herself, but excused her enthusiasm by reminding herself that she still was only seventeen years old. He smiled rather oddly at her, with the ring clenched in his teeth. Then he reached his head over to his left hand, which was stretching the rubber chain greatly and put the ring on. There was a mental wrench. Then somehow, impossibly, Ronnie found she was the one secured by the restraints! Worse! She was staring at Veronica Lodge! A Veronica Lodge that was grinning wickedly at her. "The tables have turned, Veronica. Now I'm the rich bitch. I'm Veronica Lodge, and you ARE MY SLAVE, Archie Andrews, the poor shithead everyone is laughing at," said this Veronica Lodge in her beautiful, very smooth, cultured voice. Veronica could only gasp like a netted codfish. She stared down at herself and screamed. She was in Archie Andrews's body! Wide eyed with terror, she turned her stare back to what had been herself only moments ago. Inside her beautiful stolen body she saw Archie smile like a cat, looking as they had both known it just like her when she had pulled a fast one. He pulled the ring off, then came forward and took the twin off her - Archie's hand, then placed them both in the black purse. "Change me back at once!" she ordered hoarsely. Archie giggled. "I don't think so!" "You can't steal my body!" "Sure I can! I already have." Again, the nasty smile. "Tell you what, I'll make a sporting bet with you. If you can keep from cuming I'll switch us back." Of course he was lying, but it would be great fun to torment his tormentor. "WHAT?" Archie nodded a lovely head, and the dark hair with the two hundred dollar hair do swirled. "I don't want to be pregnant, though, so I'll put your panties on. God, but does MY new body feel great!" "I know, I know!" she wailed from his. "What are you going to do?" "Show you a good time, of course. You always claim men should have more self control, and that women would have less power over them if they showed any control or restraint. If you don't cum I'll switch us back, but if you do cum I will be you forever! I'm giving you more of a chance than you ever gave me." "It'll be easy - I have an iron will - not your mushy one. I am a Lodge!" "We shall see, won't we? You certainly don't look like a Lodge." Archie smiled tantalizingly at her, and despite herself, Ronnie felt to her horror her dick - Archie's dick! - well, now her dick, coming alive. Archie leaned over and kissed his old lips with his new, sexy soft ones. He rubbed world class beautiful breasts all over the male body chained naked on the bed. Ronnie fought against these new, overwhelming feelings, but still she felt the excitement grow like nothing she had ever felt! Then Ronnie felt a sexy hand stroking her hardening member. "OH GOD!" Ronnie cried. "Feel good, 'Archie'?" the former Archie whispered, and his tongue snaked into Ronnie's new ears. "Now you're the slave, and I am the dominatrix!" "Stop!" she begged, but she only heard her own old laugh coming back at her. The smooth, slim fingers and elegantly shaped nails kept stroking the dick. Ronnie groaned. "No!" "Feels good, doesn't it, Archie? Do you want me to stop?" Veronica desperately wanted to say YES, but it felt too good. She openedher mouth, but only gasped. Then she came. "Oh, God! Oh God!" she cried over and over as Ronnie came in buckets. Her head whirled. The new Veronica Lodge kissed the new Archie's chest. "Well, you lost the bet. I bet you can't wait till the next time. But I'm afraid you will have to do it yourself - or perhaps a foolish girl will do it for you. But not me - not the chaste Veronica Lodge!" Archie laughed cruelly. Veronica looked, and was puzzled. Some of the cum was on Archie's ? her panties. "Evidence!" the new Veronica said with a catlike grin. "Evidence - of your attempted rape." "WHAT!" "Yes, I am so shocked, Archiekins, that you could do this to a sweet, innocent girl like myself." Archie cried some fake tears, then grinned. Ronnie saw her former body walking away to get dressed in her expensive clothes. "DAMN IT, ARCHIE ANDREWS, give me back my body!" Ronnie struggled uselessly against the restraints. "In your dreams! Now I am the rich bitch Veronica Lodge, and you are the pathetic loser Archie Andrews. Bye the bye, I would suggest when you do eventually get loose you don't try following me. Mr. Lodge -I mean daddykins - will have you shot for what you tried to do to his innocent, virginal daughter!" The new Veronica laughed cruelly again. "Ta, Ta, ARCHIEKINS!" 'Ronnie' slung her Gucci bag on her shoulder and left. Not looking back. The person who was now Archie heard the laughter until the front door slammed shut. He struggled. He listened as what had been her Mercedes convertible was started. Archie Andrews was stealing Veronica's life! Now Archie would be the rich Lodge and be the most beautiful girl in the state - maybe the country, the ex-Ronnie thought with horror. Hot tears cascaded down now rough and sunburned cheeks. Somehow he had to get his wonderful female body back. But how? The rings - it had to be the rings! "I'll get the rings back and be back as Veronica Lodge, and how I will make Archie pay for what he has done!" *** The new Veronica pulled up in front of the Lodge mansion. As rehearsed, 'Miss Lodge' burst through the private, family only entrance with 'her' beautiful hands over her beautiful face, sobbing and calling for her daddy! Daddykins took his beautiful daughter into his protective arms as she sobbed out her tale of attempted rape. Mr. Lodge was furious and red faced with anger. "If Archie Andrews was here I would shoot him down like the dog he is!" "Oh, thank you, daddykins. I knew I could count on you!" answered his daughter worshipfully. The evidence was collected. Mr. Lodge called the chief of police and the DA, both of whom he owned body and soul, and they came up with a plan of action. Meanwhile, 'poor Veronica' was taken to her luxurious room and behind closed doors she began laughing quietly. She crossed to the huge vanity and gazed at the very beautiful, sexy young woman she saw reflected, then undressed. She turned this way and that, grinning broadly, and thought, 'Well, Veronica, now I can see you naked any time I want. Now your body is mine! MINE! Now I'm the rich bitch everyone is afraid of and kowtows to. I hope you like being that hopeless jerk Archie Andrews, the carrot top. I think I'll torture Reggie.' A very cruel female light came into those beautiful eyes. 'Yes, that will be fun.' She slinked into her huge private bathroom and eased herself down into her huge whirlpool tub. This is the life! And it's all mine! Veronica woke up the next morning with a smile on her beautiful face, unaware of just how permanent her new life was since while she was asleep the pair of radiant rings disappeared from her purse, to return to their true owner. She was served breakfast in bed by a fearful maid, who was pleasantly surprised not to be bitched at. Miss Veronica Lodge then proceeded to do something she had wanted to do the night before but had put off. Though before as Archie she had been in this very room a couple of times, she had no idea what she would find in the closets other than massive amounts of elegant clothes which had been seen on this new body of hers so many times. She pulled open one of the closet doors and examined all the wonderful, expensive clothes, which came into view. She gasped! This closet was bigger than her old bedroom. So many choices! She tried on first this outfit then that, using the vertical mirror inside the closet door to check herself out. She looked so beautiful in all of them, and there was so much more that she hadn't gotten to yet. She picked one simple but gorgeous pink ensemble to wear for the day, and smiled as she thought of just how beautiful and sexy she now was. No man would be able to resist her! Veronica giggled as her mind went back to the night before; she wondered how 'Archie' was doing, and if he'd be able to get out of the bondage the same way she'd used. Then she spotted 'her' diary on top of the dresser, and flipped it open to start reading about what had been 'her' life so far. It would be a big help in giving her more details of the life she would now lead. *** Meanwhile, the new and exhausted Archie Andrews had finally broken free from the shackles. Even with all the usage Veronica and her parents had gotten from them in past, no escapes from them had ever been in the agenda. It took him a lot longer than the original Archie to get free. With no other choice he was walking back to town when a police car came by. "Get in, Andrews!" said the chief. "How dare you address me like that!" The chief and the burly patrolman who accompanied him got out and clubbed the teen senseless. After working him over they threw him unceremoniously into the back of the car and drove into town. There Archie Andrews was taken down to a basement cell to cool off. When he awoke he groaned. He felt like every bone in his body was broken. Several of his teeth were loose. The former Veronica realized that there was not any use trying to say who they really were. The beating had proved that. Maybe he could convince his real mother or father if they would listen quietly to him. But that was a big maybe. The dirty body stealing bastard had planned well. Now the former Archie Andrews was the pampered and protected Veronica Lodge with all the power that comes from extreme, obscene wealth and nearly unequaled beauty. The prisoner was not fed. He became very hungry and despondent. The former privileged Lodge realized that the new Veronica knew almost everything about being her! Even with the vast differences in their families they had grown closely up as children thanks to being in the same schools. And then there was what had been HER diary. Now he had to wonder why all the details had been put in it. 'Why, oh why did I even keep it,' he pondered. The DA came in hours later. "Andrews, if it was up to me you would be rotting in prison for twenty years, not only for attempted rape but for terminal stupidity! Imagine, assaulting a Lodge! It's the dumbest thing anyone can do in our state. But nether Mr. Lodge nor Miss Lodge want the publicity. Also, Veronica has spoken about giving you another chance, since you two are such old friends. It's more than you deserve. The evidence is overwhelming - your DNA matches the cum on her panties. Her word is a hell of a lot better than yours, and then there are all the pictures of you exposing yourself. The jury would only take five minutes before finding you incredibly guilty!" Archie buried his red head in his hands. 'Give me back my life!' he prayed. It was not answered. "If you will sign this confession you'll be released, but if you cause anymore trouble to Miss Lodge it will put you in jail. Any complaint from her and it's all over. I'm sure you can find a 'new friend' in prison. They like sweet boys there! And keep your mouth shut. If word gets out, it's prison! You'd better walk on egg shells, boy!" Archie trembled all over. "I'll sign," he said hopelessly. Bitterly he noticed his signature was Archie's usual scrawl instead of a graceful script. He was let go, and found when he returned home he was grounded for being out overnight again. Archie went up to his cramped and oh so small room and was greeted by pictures of Veronica Lodge everywhere. He started sobbing hopelessly. And to make it worse, after a dull, tasteless meal he had to wash the dishes! That night, Mr. Lodge took his daughter to the country club to cheer her up. She radiated beauty in the shimmering knee length gold dress and matching high heeled pumps she wore. Ronnie found she really enjoyed dressing up, especially after finding so much more than she could possibly have imagined in her closet, even more especially the things hanging behind the partition she'd found. She danced with a few of her social equals, and was pleasantly surprised to find that she now found boys 'cute', though immature. The feelings she felt now that she was a female, and not just 'a' female but one of the best looking ones on the planet, overrode any remaining male tendencies Archie had brought with him into that incredible body. While she still knew perfectly well who she'd been, it was who she now was that became of utmost importance. Veronica also found that she could dance very well, her legs looking all the more shapely thanks to the spikes under her heels, and she did so with all the grace her body had striven for over many years. It also seemed that any of the boys would put their hands in fire for her. WHAT POWER! She smiled smugly. She had learned oh so much more about Veronica than she'd ever thought possible before during her morning discoveries. Earlier that afternoon she had enjoyed even more watching the taped session from the bondage bedroom with that Andrews boy, with her mother at her side. It was such a thrill for her to now see it from her perspective as the dominant female and not as the wimpy male subject of the film as she'd actually experienced it. Even after what she'd found in the diary, it was a total shock to hear her Mom relating all the details of dominating men. Thanks to her Mom, she had the world by the tail and stupid males by their balls. That night after they came home from the club and her father had ensconced himself in his den, Veronica's mother came to her room. After what she'd read and heard earlier in the day and what she'd found hiding in her closet, it came as no shock but a pleasant surprise to see the way her Mom was dressed. At least, she presumed it was her Mom, since her face was hidden behind a wicked looking mask. Since her mother was a blonde, she should have guessed that all the tight leather she was wearing would not be the traditional black, but gleaming white. She looked like a satanic angel to Ronnie! With a wicked grin she told her, "Just a sec, Mom! Let me get changed into something more 'comfortable'!" Veronica scampered into that partitioned part of her closet she'd found that morning and started hunting for exactly the matching pieces to the outfit in which her Mom was attired. Of course, everything in her hidden closet was BLACK! Excited, she got out of the gold dress in no time, still taking great care to hang it properly, along with her shoes and all her underwear. In place of the tan pantyhose she'd been wearing earlier she pulled on some crotchless black fishnet pantyhose. This was followed by a sleeveless, glossy black vinyl leotard, which stretched to mold her torso tightly in gleaming black. Ultra short and very low cut matching pants followed, their belt being tightened around her hips. She took just a moment looking back and forth between the gloves and the boots, then picked up the boots since keeping her fingers free would ease lacing them up. WOW! Did those platforms and heels ever make her statuesque! Then, just before pulling on her opera length black vinyl gloves, she clicked her fingers and reached for the mask which she pulled up to her face and then tied off while bent over to let her long black hair fall out of the way. Stopping ever so briefly at the mirror on the door before going back out, she grinned wickedly at the image she saw. Veronica had to duck slightly coming out of the closet, due to the fact that her toes had four inches under them and her heels ten inches. But as soon as she was out, she placed her balled fists on her hips and struck a commanding pose. Her mother clapped, then rose to stand directly in front of Ronnie. They looked like negative images of each other, with the exception of Ronnie's hair being so much longer than her Mom's. "Very good, Mistress Ronnie. I see you've got a nice fresh attitude!" How could she know just HOW fresh? The nearly twin doms then had a long talk on controlling men, and the great pleasure females could experience in doing it. Veronica just lapped it up. THIS was the life for her, at least her NIGHT LIFE! No wonder Ronnie had known about that room with the shackles earlier, she thought. Then, before leaving her bedroom in the wee hours of the morning, her Mom informed Ronnie of the increased security that had just been installed so that horrible Andrews boy wouldn't be able to get anywhere near their mansion. "I only wish he'd tried to see me or your father! It would have given us a good excuse to set the guard dogs on him!" Her daughter smiled. The thought of Archie being attacked and bitten by savage dogs was amusing. Now the high heeled boot was on the other foot! Ronnie spent Sunday at the spa, getting pampered. This was the life! Monday at school, Veronica took Betty aside. "Betty, I'm serious, I am through with Archie forever!" Betty had heard this before, but as the day went on she believed it. Archie, instead of fawning on Veronica and begging her pardon, couldn't look on the heiress without hate burning in his eyes. And Veronica made no effort to hide her contempt or any chance to put him down, which she did with her usual skill. She even cursed him by calling him carrot top in a mean way with no apparent kidding! And when in his usual clumsy fashion he dropped his books, she took off and tore into him with unusual venom. Betty had never before seen Ronnie acting so wickedly. But one thing didn't change at all. Veronica used every opportunity to use her beautiful body to tease Archie, Reggie, and any other boy who chanced to come near her. Once she had a bit of an audience around the carrot top, she told him, "You'll never touch this body again, Archiekins! Never! This beautiful body is lost to you forever!" Only Archie and Veronica knew the double meaning behind her words. Oh, would Archie give anything to put his hands around her smooth throat and choke the life out of her. Whenever Archie was tempted to fight back, she would whisper, "One word from me - Miss Veronica Lodge - to the DA, and you know what will happen, don't you, ARCHIE?" Then she would laugh cruelly. Poor Reggie didn't know if he was coming or going. When he heard Veronica had dumped Archie, he moved on her with a shark like grin. But she was even harder to read than usual. One moment she had his tongue hanging out with her sexuality and came on to him - then she was colder than Pop Tate's frozen custards. She was driving him crazy. It was like she was punishing him! But he hadn't done anything to her. He wouldn't dare! The new Veronica found herself avoiding Jughead. She didn't know how she could ever have liked such a low class loser! That night, the person who was now very reluctantly Archie Andrews was steaming in his small room after a dinner of overcooked roast beef and potatoes. How had he gone from such a golden life to this? How could it happen to someone with the stature he'd had, and with so much to look forward to? True, he'd been surprised to find out that nearly everyone at school hated Veronica Lodge, which he'd never seen through the very eyes of Veronica. Now, as the feckless Archie Andrews he was hugely popular and everyone was so sympathetic (especially Betty) to him because of the way Veronica had treated him. All but Reggie, that is! He felt like smashing that smirking face in. How could he have once considered that asshole charming? But he wasn't going to give up his former life without a fight. It was a desperate gamble, but tonight he would try and break into the Lodge mansion and either try to find the rings or choke them out of Veronica, or if nothing else, talk to his real mother and father. Maybe he could get them to believe him! Once his new parents were asleep, Archie crept out of the house and started up his junker of a car. God, how he missed his Mercedes and BMW! Compared to the smoothness of those exquisite automobiles, the rough ride he experienced as he chugged down the road was appalling. He grinned when he pulled up to the entry gate to the Lodge estate. The new Veronica hadn't thought that he'd still know all the gate codes, he figured. Soon he would be a proud Lodge again, and not a plebeian Andrews! Better yet, he'd be a glorious female... Carefully he punched the codes at the side gate control. The gate swung open, and he crept carefully on foot toward the mansion. He would go up the wall to his old room! It had to work! It just had to! Suddenly a blinding series of lights came on and lit up the entire yard. A booming male voice called out, "Stop right there, you!" Archie was dazzled, then his eyes grew accustomed to the glare. He saw two big male guards with shotguns. Where had they come from? Then he caught a motion in the corner of his eye and looked up to the balcony. There he saw the entire Lodge family looking down upon him! Mr. and Mrs. Lodge had their arms protectively around their daughter! Veronica smiled smugly at him. "Daddykins, I am so frightened!" she said, but in a tone that hardly suggested true fear. "Shall I call the police, Veronica, baby?" he asked the beautiful young woman clinging to him. Archie almost soiled his pants. Veronica let him sweat. Finally he worked up enough nerve to speak. "Please don't, I swear I won't ever bother you again, I swear it. I only came to try and smooth things over, since Ronnie and I left school on such bad terms today. I swear I won't bother Veronica or you or Mrs. Lodge ever again!" Veronica could see it just killed Archie to say this, and she smiled smugly. "Let him go, daddykins. I think Archie means it." "If you say so, Veronica. But I hate to let him off scot- free." Ronnie's smile turned from smug to wicked. "Then set the dogs on him," she said with acid in her voice. Her mother gave her an approving nod. Archie started sweating all the more, and totally ignoring the two guys with the shotguns, took off running as fast as he could for the nearest wall. To hell with the gate through which he'd entered. "That's my girl!" boomed Mr. Lodge. "Release the dogs!" Archie hurried all the more as the baying of the Dobermans filled the air behind him. Would he make the wall in time? He jumped for all he was worth when he got there, and grabbed the top lip just as he felt sharp teeth tear at his pants. The last thing he heard as he cleared the wall was Veronica's malicious laughter. What a bitch, he thought. The next day at school, after a lot less sleep than usual, Archie was so glad to see Betty - she was so sweet and kind. Not like that horrible new Veronica Lodge. No way had he been like that! He hadn't! Not even with all the fun stuff she'd started doing as Veronica with her Mom. That had been fun, getting mean with guys, but now Veronica was being a total bitch! Betty made sure she was warm and sympathetic to poor Archie. This was her big chance. The new Archie appreciated his friend's sympathy, and besides, Betty was really built! His teenaged boy's body had a continual hard on since Betty seemed to be constantly brushing accidentally up against him. Soon they were dating exclusively and Archie loved having sex with the skillful and eager young woman! Everyone noticed that Veronica Lodge got more and more snobby and aloof, and so were hardly surprised when she went to school in Switzerland for her senior year. Little did they know just what kind of 'extra' schooling her mother had arranged for Veronica to get there. In the process, she also acquired a newer continental styled black leather and latex wardrobe. She and her mother and father got along better as Veronica seemed more of their mind; she made a habit of avoiding low company. Archie Andrews had barely been socially acceptable, even though his family had founded the town! And he certainly was no longer welcome at their mansion after what he had done to their treasure! Mrs. Lodge was very pleased, too, as Veronica was listening more and more to her advice on how to manipulate men and increase her social position. It was such a relief to Mrs. Lodge that her daughter didn't have Betty or Reggie or that horrible Jughead in the mansion anymore! Epilogue Archie married his girlfriend Betty after college. He wouldn't let her see that snobby bitch Veronica Lodge any more, which was okay with Betty as she was always afraid Veronica might want Archie back. He went into his dad's business and did okay. He and Betty had three kids, taking more after their mother than their father in looks. Which was fortunate! Betty took so much pride in seeing her little ones, and was so glad that Archie had married her rather than Ronnie. During college Big Moose killed Reggie, but it was hushed up as Moose was an all America tackle at the State University and they didn't want to lose him during the season. Midge and her family moved out of state as they felt afraid for their daughter. Jughead missed Archie's friendship, which had been a steadying influence. Archie was never the same after his break up with the Lodge bitch, and stopped hanging with Juggie. Eventually Jughead got into trouble and had to join the Army or face prison. The beautiful and fabulously wealthy heiress Veronica Lodge of course married very well - a Randolph of Virginia. She became a famous political hostess, and her husband a US Senator. Later, with both his family and the Lodges behind him, he became a two term president and Veronica became the most famous First Lady since Jaclyn Kennedy. VERY few were aware of the way in which her husband's life was run by her. While no one outside of their very close circle had any idea of just how much influence Mistress Veronica had on her husband's policies, in reality Ronnie was running the White House even more so than had Hilary Rodham Clinton. Poor President Randolph, when his mother in law came to visit he was even further down the power pole! All of this took place without being seen or noticed any more so than the black leather and latex which the First Lady so loved. Of course, there were the select few Secret Service agents who knew, but they were screened beforehand so that only those who fully appreciated the commanding lifestyle of their Mistress First Lady would become her close guards. Oh yes, things in DC were certainly interesting during the two Randolph presidencies. (Think now, TWO presidencies... that's FOUR terms... take a guess at just who became fated to become the first female president... one who just happened to have not started her life as a female...) Even after they had to leave the White House, a now older but still elegantly beautiful Veronica was said to have tremendous influence on many male movers and shakers inside the Beltway. As she often said privately, "Where there's a whip, there's a way!" As for the wizard, he smiled as he looked at the rings. "I do so like spreading sweetness and light!" The End