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The Eyes Have It By Pink "Do we have to do this now? I've got to get to the airport if the tour is going to get started on time." "They will wait for you, ma'am. In order to get the label past the authorities, you have to inspect them." "All right." An elegant, manicured hand reached down and picked up a pair of sunglasses from one of the bins. They were a copy of the ones she had worn in her latest video. She put them on and looked at her agent. "They work. They're sunglasses. I approve." She took them off and tossed them back into the bin. "Can we go now?" She walked out of the room. *** "Hurry up, Dan! We're gonna be late!" Jennifer called out through the car window. Her boyfriend Dan came running down the drive and hopped in. He put a box down at his feet and put a Santa hat on his head. "It wouldn't be a Christmas party without this, now could it?" He smiled at her. Jenn leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Very Christmassy. We're late." She put the car in reverse and started driving. Tonight they were going to Bill Lawson's Christmas party, and everyone in their circle of friends was invited. Dan thought the only thing that could make the party better is if it was anywhere else. Bill was a jerk, a snob, and self- involved, and that was on a good day. Long ago they had been friends, but they had grown apart as they got to college and went into different studies, Dan into English and Bill into engineering. Now they only talked to each other out of habit. They pulled up to Bill's house; he shared it with two other guys who were also engineering students. "Lord, give me strength." Dan rubbed his forehead as he picked up the presents and got out of the car. "Oh hush." Jenn swatted his arm. "You'll be fine. Mike and Lilly are here, and there will be plenty of other people between you and Bill." He looked at her in the cool moonlight. She was beautiful, long sandy hair tangled in curls past her shoulders, wearing a green sweater with white stripes that hugged her frame. No one would call her a knockout, but she was beautiful to Dan. He hugged her. "Alright, I'll be good." They went up arm in arm and knocked on the door. The bells on the Christmas wreath jingled as the door swung open. "Hey Dan!" Bill's voice boomed, thanks to the confidence of eggnog. "Come on in and get pissed!" Bill thought he did a good Scottish accent, but he didn't. "Did you bring presents?" "Right here, Bill." Dan held up the two wrapped packages. Every year Bill had a "white-elephant gift" exchange. Everyone brought something weird or neat and picked a present at random from under the tree. Last year Dan got a Rubix Cube with anime scenes on each side. He went to put the gifts with the rest. "Hey there, Jenny!" Bill was leaning a little too close to her, and she was trying not to be bothered. "When are you going to leave that jerk for someone better?" She rolled here eyes and walked past him. "When I've met every man on earth." She joined a circle of women deep in conversation of the most trivial kind. Dan smiled as he watched her. She had a quick wit, that's why he loved her. The evening went well enough; Bill actually slowed his drinking and sobered up, and Dan had a good time just talking with his friends. In a few weeks, the new Lord of the Rings movie was coming out, and Andy was trying to convince him to camp out overnight for a place in line. A loud whistle from Bill got everyone's attention. "Alright now, its time for PRESENTS!" Everyone sat down on couches and chairs and carpet around the tree; There was Bill, Mike, Lilly, Andy, Will, Kaylee, Jordan, Adam, Emily, Jenn, and Dan. Everyone knew the rules. You drew a number, and when it was your turn you took a present, or you could steal someone else's and make them take a new one. Everyone had drunk a bit of Christmas cheer, and were suitably relaxed. Dan was number three, and Jenn was number seven. First was Lilly, who got a novelty box of Tic-Tacs the size of a cereal box. Everyone laughed, because she was pre-med and wanted to be a dentist. She also laughed and pushed a few strands of dark hair behind her ear "Well, I'll give them to my patients and hope they get cavities. I'll retire in two years." Next was Bill, who got a Darth Vader soap-on-a-rope. More laughter, because it was common knowledge that Bill had a very dirty mind. His porno collection was legendary. Dan got up and went to the tree, although Lilly's box of candy was tempting. He picked up a box went back to the couch. The wrapping paper was gold with green ribbon. It was a little heavy, and Dan was optimistic. He tore the paper off and opened the box and saw... a gaudy necklace. He held it up and everyone began laughing. "What... is... this?" Dan was looking at it, puzzled. Emily raised her hand. "It's mine, I'm sorry. One of the girls was supposed to get it." At this, there was more laughter. Dan put the medallion back in the box and handed it to Jenn. She rubbed it. "It looks like... an angel, I think." She looked at Emily. "Where did you get it?" "I found it at the Goodwill store." Emily said. "It looked kinda funky-weird, so I figured 'Why not?'" "Alright, enough with the angel already." Dan took the box and put it on the floor. It was Mike's turn. The party progressed, but no one stole the necklace from Dan. He was a little disappointed, but he'd only spent ten dollars on the Star Wars soap. Jordan was the biggest winner of the evening, with a singing robot fish that you hang on your wall. Jenn had gotten a pair of cheap Britney Spears "Super Star" sunglasses that had a pair of fourteen year-olds on the box rocking out with Britney. They were pink, with sparkling glitter and came to a point on each side. At the end of the evening, everyone said their goodbyes and Merry Christmases, and Dan and Jenn kissed under the mistletoe. There was a frost on the ground when they got outside, and their breaths almost crackled in the cold air. "Here you go." Jenn put the pink sunglasses on his face. "You wear your sunglasses at night!" She giggled. "If you say so, lady." Dan gave her a hug as she went around the car. "I look like a pimp." He inspected his reflection. "Well, get out your bling-bling, big daddy." Jenn got in the car and laughed. "Right on, little lady." Dan opened the cardboard and picked up the necklace. "Check it out now, the funk soul-." He said in his best 'soul' voice. Suddenly, his vision went blurry and his eyes began to itch. "Woah." He dropped the necklace back in the box and took off the glasses and set them on the dash as he rubbed his eyes. His vision cleared. "Are you okay Danny?" "Yeah." Dan rubbed his eyes again. "Must've had a bit too much eggnog, the world kinda got away from me for a minute. Good thing you're driving." He put the lid back on the box. They rode back to his apartment in content silence. "You want to come in for a bit?" They had been seeing each other for only four months, they had met at the beginning of the year in their American Literature class, and they were still at the stage where leaving each other was difficult. Only twice had they made love, it had been both of their "firsts" as a sort of college rebellion. "Yeah, for a bit," Jenn rubbed his arm. "but not for too long, I have to be at the hospital tomorrow morning." She was a candy-striper, and she took Saturday shifts because she didn't have Monday classes and most of the other stripers did. They put their arms around each other and went up the stairs and into the apartment. It was a small place, Dan and his friend Alan shared it, but Alan had already left for break. They fell immediately onto the couch, their kisses running one into another in a stream of passion. Jenn broke away and looked into his eyes, and gasped. "What?" Dan was confused. "Bad breath?" Jenn was stunned. "Your... your eyes..." "My eyes?" She stammered. "They're... they're blue!" Dan laughed. "No they're not, they're brown." Jenn had apparently had too much to drink. "They used to be," Jenn shifted on the couch so she was sitting, and was looking at his face. "Now they're blue. And your eyebrows are different, too." She fumbled in her purse for a mirror. "Look!" She held it up. Dan looked into the mirror and froze. The eyes looking back weren't his. He jumped up and ran to the bathroom, flipping on the light. "Holy crap!" He leaned on the counter, looking closely at his reflection. He was a normal looking guy, six feet tall, brown hair brown eyes, cool sideburns, but not now. Now he had large, round eyes that were the color of the sea, framed by long eyelashes. His eyebrows were different also, shaped into feminine arches. They were also lighter now, almost blond. Jenn appeared at the door, looking at his reflection. "What happened to your eyes?" Dan was still looking at his reflection. "I don't know. What makes a person's eyes change color?" She walked to his side, looking at his eyes. "I don't know. I'm not a bio-major." She looked closer. "They look like a woman's eyes." "This is a dream; this has to be a dream." Dan shook his head, not being able to tear himself away from his own penetrating gaze. He felt a pain on his arm. "Ouch!" He turned around. "There!" Jenn put her arms on her hips. "You're not dreaming; now let's figure out what did this to you. Think." She turned and walked back to the living room and into the small kitchen. She filled a glass with water. "What unusual things happened tonight?" Dan got another glass. "Well, we were at the party and my eyes were normal, so it happened between the party and..." What? Jenn was staring at him. "Sorry, sorry!" She looked away and took a gulp of water. "It's just weird." "Tell me about it." Dan sat on the couch. "What happened between the party and here?" There was something gnawing at his mind, but the alcohol was clouding his mind. "The glasses!" Jenn dropped her glass, spilling water all over the carpet. "You tried on the sunglasses!" She dumped her purse out on the table and picked up the sunglasses. She looked at them. "Maybe they did something to you!" She put them on. "Oh no!" Dan said. "The room has gone dark." He looked at her. She glared at him through the tinted lenses. "Very funny. I'm trying to figure out why my boyfriend has better eyelashes than I do, and you're making jokes." Jenn took off the glasses. "Do I look any different?" She leaned closer to him. "Nope. Still green." Dan put his face in his hands. He couldn't go around like this. It was winter, and he couldn't hide behind sunglasses. He was supposed to go home in four days and explain why he had a woman's eyes. Jenn put the glasses back on. "Well, they're cute." She looked around. "Where's that necklace you got?" "It's on the table." Dan pointed to the small box under the contents of Jenn's purse. She opened the box and picked up the necklace. Putting it around her neck, she turned to Dan. "Well, maybe it was the necklace. It seems kinda..." Her voice trailed off. "What? What's it seem like?" Dan looked the puzzled expression on her face. "My face is tingling, it feels weird." Jenn was rubbing her cheek. "Take the necklace off!" Dan reached for it, but Jenn stood up. She tried to take it off, but the clasp was stuck. She pulled it over her head, knocking the sunglasses off, and tangling it in her hair. "Ouch!" She pulled it free, but the tingling continued. "Where are the..." Her hand went to her throat as her voice cracked. "Where are the glasses?" But now her voice was different, a little lower, more breathy. Dan grabbed the glasses and looked at her. Her face was shifting, rearranging, as her hair darkened and straightened, receding to her shoulders. Her skin was tanner now, less fair, and the tan spread down her neck and below her collar. Beneath her shirt her breasts expanded, stretching against the fabric. She moaned in a mixture of fear and pleasure as they grew. After a few minutes, the tan color spread to her hands. She flexed her fingers and dropped the necklace. He was staring at her, mouth open. "Jenn? Is that you?" "Yes it's me! What's wrong with my voice?" She was nearly hysterical. Dan put a hand on her shoulder and led her to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and her hands went to her mouth, her eyes wide in shock. The person looking back at her was Britney Spears! Wearing her clothes, but everyone knew who Britney was. "Oh, God!" She looked Dan in the mirror, they now had identical eyes. "I'm Britney Spears." It was too much, she began to cry, burying her face against his shoulder. "Shhh..." Dan held her tight. "Jenn, its okay. I know who you are. You are Jennifer Taylor." He looked at his now- celebrity girlfriend. "And I love you." She smiled. "Dan..." Jenn looked up at him, she was now a few inches shorter. "What do we do?" He smiled. "Well, my girlfriend is Britney Spears, and we love each other. What should we do..." *** The morning light worked its way through the curtains and into Dan's brain. He looked at the clock, it was almost ten thirty. He reached for Jenn, but there was no one there. A nagging reminder from his bladder spurred him out of bed. He scratched his shoulder, remembering last night. That was some dream, I never dream about nailing celebrities. He flushed, glad that the annoying 'morning wood' was going away, and washed his hands. He looked at himself in the mirror. "Crap." His eyes were still not his own, with their graceful arch and blue-gray stare. "It wasn't a dream, which means..." He wandered into the living room and sat on the couch. "That Justin Timberlake is one lucky man." Dan looked at the necklace, lying on the floor. Something about it made him want to pick it up, but he resisted. He didn't want to suddenly find himself with Angelina Jolie's lips or something. He turned on the television to the cartoon network, trying to get his mind off of his condition. There was a note on the TV, and he had to get up to see Yugi-Oh. It was from Jenn. "Dan, don't do anything with the necklace or the sunglasses. I'll be back at 12:30." So he waited. Just as he was about to pick up the medallion, the door opened. "Hi honey!" It was a bizarre moment for Dan, because Britney Spears just came into his apartment in a candy-striper uniform and called him honey. It was a teenage fantasy come to life. "Jenn?" He could feel the wood returning. "Is that you?" She rolled her eyes. "No, it's the real Britney, here to jump your bones. Of course it's me." Flopping down onto the couch next to him, she pulled a stack of papers out of her purse. "I did some research on my break." "Research?" Dan took the stack of papers. "Research about what?" He began leafing through the pages. "About this." Jenn put on a rubber glove and picked up the necklace. "Apparently, it's called the 'Medallion of Zulo', and it is magic." "Well, I kinda figured that." He cocked his head to one side. "Wait a minute, you went to work looking like Britney Spears and no one noticed?" Jenn shrugged "No one expects a celebrity to be changing their bedpan. I told Irene that Jenn couldn't make it and that I was covering for her. On the train, one lady even told me I looked like Britney Spears, only prettier." She laughed. So did Dan. "Fair enough, but how do we fix ourselves?" Jenn leaned over and took one of the pages. "Well, according to some creepy website I found, the medallion changes you to whatever clothes you're in contact with. You were wearing the glasses when you picked it up, so it started to change you. But, you dropped it, so the change stopped. I held onto it, and the whole transformation happened." "So I can fix myself? I can be me again?" Dan thought this nightmare might be over. "Yeah. Just pick up the necklace and the glasses and the transformation goes out of you and back into them. You can only do it every twelve hours, but we left the party at about eleven last night, so you're okay." She tossed him the necklace. "Just don't touch me while you're holding the medallion, or we'll change into each other." She looked him up and down. "And morning Dan is an experience I could do without." Dan picked up the sunglasses with his left hand, and his right hand shook as he reached out to pick up the medallion. He looked up at Jenn, who smiled. "You change first, then I'll change at once." He nodded, and grabbed the medallion. For a second there was nothing, and then a familiar tingling sensation started in his right hand. He looked as the skin got darker, the hair on the back of his hand and knuckles shrinking away and disappearing. His faces began to feel like there were ants crawling on it, as sandy hair erupted from his head. He tried to drop the medallion, but waves of ecstasy wracked his body, tightening every muscle and curling his body into a ball around the medallion. He could feel his chest surge with electricity, and gasped as new nerve endings grew in his expanding nipples. As they pushed out against his old T-shirt they played havoc with his body, jolting him again and again with pleasure. He felt a warmth inside him as his body rearranged itself, making a space. No sooner had that space formed than it exploded with light that made him jerk his head back. Again and again, until he screamed a primal, female scream. And then it was over. Dan was on the floor, and his shorts were soaked. He pushed himself up and tottered to his feet. "What the hell?" Dan almost used the f-word, but as a matter of principle he refused to. "It didn't work! Now I'M Britney Spears!" He tried to close his bathrobe. "Oh, it worked, Danny." Jenn, now his identical twin, walked over to him. "When you picked up the glasses you started the Britney transformation again." "But... why?" Dan was confused, and the massive release of female hormones into his body wasn't helping. Jenn pulled him close. "A Christmas present, for both of us." She kissed him passionately and squeezed one of his breasts, making him gasp. Dan pulled away. "What?" "You never knew I had a crush on Britney, did you?" Jenn was unbuttoning her blouse. "When girls are young, they have silly crushes. I'm not attracted to women, you know that, but there's something about her... you." She kept walking towards him as he backed up towards his bedroom door. Jenn had never been this forward about her 'urges'. Perhaps there was a bit of Britney's confidence in her. "But, but... I'm not Britney!" Dan was nervous, but he couldn't help but see Britney Spears now in her bra and a striped skirt walking towards him. "Could have fooled me." She kissed him again. "Think of it this way; you've got brand new equipment for the next twelve hours, why not give it a test drive with an experienced woman?" Her hand drifted down to his waistband and further. "I don't know if..." Dan's eyes widened as her fingers reached inside him. "Holy... crap." He reached behind him and fumbled for the doorknob. He opened the door and almost picked Jenn up to get her inside. From inside the room a voice echoed; "Hey, she's not a VIRGIN!" Two hours later, Jenn was just getting out of the shower, and Dan was in the kitchen making himself some tea. He was wearing only his running shorts, watching his own breasts swing back and forth as he moved. He just couldn't get over the feeling. He took out the teabag and drank. His throat was raw from his screams. Jenn had put her vibrator inside him and left it on for almost half an hour after she got tired. She said that watching him writhe on the bed had been a great turn on. The bathroom door opened, and Jenn came out, back to her old self. "Hey, you changed back." Dan handed her a glass. "I had to. I have to meet with Trina and Milly for our solo pieces. Look at you, being every red-blooded American's fantasy right in your own kitchen." She patted his head like a child. "I'm so proud of you." Jenn took a drink of tea and suddenly her purse began beeping. Dan could hear her talking. "Yes? Hi Irene... yeah, I had something I couldn't miss. What? Monday? But I... can I change... alright." She turned off her phone and bounced it off a couch cushion before it clattered to the floor. "CRAP!" "What is it?" Dan was worried. Jenn never cursed. She sat down on the couch and ran her hands through her hair. "That was Irene at the hospital. Apparently she wasn't too happy that I missed my shift and got someone to replace me. To make up my hours, I have to do the afternoon shift on Monday. No excuses." Dan shrugged, which made his breasts jiggle. "So?" "So?" Jenn glared at him. "You're blonde for a day and you turn dumb? My modern music final is on Monday! I already asked Professor McCray to reschedule me once, and Monday is the last day!" "So, what are you going to do?" "Well..." she looked around in frustration and then here eyes fixed on the medallion on the table. She looked at Dan and smiled. He put down his tea and waved his arms. "No. No way. Not in a million years." "But I have to pass this class!" Jenn was pleading. "For me, Danny? Pretty please with sugar?" She fluttered her eyelashes. Dan sighed. He had a feeling he was never getting his penis back. "Alright, alright. I'll be you at the hospital so you can do your final." "No, that won't work." She shook her head. "You don't know any of the hospital procedures; you'll get me fired or give sugar to a diabetic. You'll have to do my music final and I'll go to work." "But... but... I can't sing." It was true; Dan was clueless about any music written after 1900. Jenn stepped in close and gave his boy/girlfriend a lingering kiss. "I think I can do it, but I'll have to take the medallion home with me tonight and figure it out." She started to pick it up when Dan grabbed her arm. "Hey, hey there!" His heart was pounding. "That thing isn't leaving until I change back. I have to go to church tomorrow and teach Sunday school." She nodded. "Alright, I'll just hang out here until you can change." She looked him up and down. "Now, what can we do for the next ten hours?" *** Sunday afternoon Dan was a nervous wreck. He was himself again, but his mind had been racing all day about his girlfriend's "plan". He had hardly been able to concentrate during the service, especially since Pastor Nick had been preaching on the prevalence of immorality in the world. He had asked for forgiveness, but that didn't help. He was trying to watch TV and not wait for Jenn when there was a knock on the door that made him jump. It was Jenn, with two big bags. "Hey babe!" He kissed her on the cheek. "Hey babe." She dropped the bags on the floor. "Do you still have the medallion?" "Right here." Dan went to the kitchen and opened up the freezer. He pulled out the gift box, dusting frost off of it. "You put it in the freezer?" He shrugged. "Well, if I was looking for jewelry, I wouldn't look there." "Whatever. Sit on the couch." Jenn started digging through the smaller of the two bags. "I think I have this figured out." "What do we do?" "Well," She set on the coffee table the Britney Spears glasses and a Ziploc bag with some green slime in it. "As far as I can tell, if you touch multiple things at once, you take on the attributes of both. Tomorrow, you have to look like me, but you have to sing like a superstar." Dan leaned over and looked at the two items. "So, you're going to mix me and Britney with pond scum?" He raised an eyebrow. "No." Jenn punched him in the arm and laughed. "I'll show you, but you need to get naked first. We don't want your clothes influencing the transformation." He began removing his clothes. "At least you could buy me dinner first." A minute later, he was flapping free. "It must be cold in here, huh?" Jenn looked at him. "Enough of thee, witch!" Dan laughed. "Work thy foul magics." Jenn stood up "Okay, Lance-a-little. Lie down on the couch." She walked around the table and knelt down beside him. She picked up the baggie from the table. "This is a pore-cleansing facial mask I used on myself last night." "Eww... Then keep it away from me!" She shook her head. "No dice. You need my face otherwise I get a failing grade. Hold still." Carefully Jenn peeled the green disk from the plastic, and Dan could see the two eyeholes. She placed it on his face, smoothing it carefully. It felt like jell-o on his skin. Dan joked to keep his nerves under control. "Are you sure it won't eat my brain?" "I'm sure." She picked up the sunglasses and put them on his chest. "Just keep these here, I don't want them messing up your... my... our face." She picked up the box and held it out to him. "You have to pick it up. If we both touch it, we'll swap bodies instead of transforming you." "Alright," He steeled himself. "See you in 24 hours, penis!" He picked up the medallion and the familiar tingling started. Dan strained to keep his body under control as the transformation happened, he didn't want the sunglasses or the mask to fall off. The waves of pleasure weren't as strong as before, or maybe his marathon sessions with Jenn made it seem that way. He felt the same sensations; his waist narrowed, his hair exploded from his head, and his chest swelled out. After what seemed like an eternity, the tingling stopped. He looked over at Jenn, who was sitting in stunned silence. She had reached out to him, wanting to comfort him, but knowing she couldn't. "Did it work?" Dan coughed as he heard the voice. It was Jenn's, almost. Maybe a little lower. "Well, let's have a look." She took the medallion and put it back in the box. Then, she reached for his face and peeled off the mask. She didn't have to be careful, because Dan wouldn't need it again. She gasped. "It worked!" She grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom. She flicked on the light and Dan was shocked. They looked almost like twins. He was as tall as Jenn, with the same face, but that was where the similarities ended. He once again had shoulder-length sandy hair, while Jenn's was a lion's mane. His eyes were blue instead of Jenn's green, and he had Britney's figure, too, with larger breasts and a more toned and tan body. He could pass for a fantasy Jenn in an instant. "Woah." Was all he could say. "It worked!" She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. "Come on, I have some clothes for you." They went back to the living room, where she produced sweat pants and a sports-tank. "It will hold your... 'girls' in place." Dan put them on while she watched him. "Too weird, Dan. It's just way too weird." Dan shrugged. "How do you think I feel?" His voice had just a hint of Britney's drawl. "I'm a cross between my girlfriend and an international superstar and that fact is actually turning me on." "You've got the look." Jenn went to her backpack and got a CD. "But what else do you have?" She put it in the CD player and hit 'play'. A few chords and a drum beat came through the speakers. "Not this song!" Dan smiled and shook his head. "I hate this song!" The music kept going; Oops! I did it again... Jenn crossed her arms. "I like it. That's why I signed up to perform it." She walked over to Dan and put her hands on his shoulders. "You should have ingrained instincts from Britney and me in you, so just relax and concentrate on the music. I know this song front to back, and you should too now." She sat down and watched him. Dan just stood, with no idea of what to do. 'Concentrate on the music' echoed in his mind. He closed his eyes and tried to figure out the words "I played with your heart, got lost in the game..." Suddenly the song was louder. He could hear his new voice singing every note while his arms and legs swung and gyrated in Britney's signature choreography. He was shocked, but didn't dare try and stop himself. His body kept going while his mouth sang words he didn't know. It was all too surreal for him. The song came to the end; 'I'm not-that-innocent.' And then he was standing there, panting and sweating. "Dancing is hard work!" "Yeah, who says ballet isn't a sport." Jenn hugged him. "That was perfect! It was just like the video! I'm going to ACE my final!" She hugged him again, and then they kissed with passion, lingering until Jenn opened her eyes. "Woah, too weird." "What?" Dan was too confused by all that had happened to him in the last hour. "What do you mean, what?!" Jenn took a step back. "I just Frenched myself!" Dan nodded. "I guess that's about a twelve on the weird- crap-o-meter. But at least we're ready for tomorrow." "Yep." Jenn pushed some of Dan's hair behind his ear. "I'll do your makeup tomorrow and then you can drive to campus. I'll meet you in the parking lot afterwards with a change of clothes and the medallion so you can switch back fast." "I think that would be best." Dan ran his hands over his body. "I'm afraid if I stay this way too long, I might start lusting after myself... or Justin Timberlake." She laughed. "That would be a fate worse than death." Jenn pushed everything into a pile on the floor. "Now let's put the medallion in the freezer and go to bed. You have a busy day tomorrow." Dan was a little disappointed. "No new 'exploring' tonight?" Jenn shook her head. "Not on your life. Kissing you was weird enough. If I have sex with myself I might snap and go on a killing spree." She put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the forehead. "Just hold on to me tonight." He looked into her eyes and saw her affection for him. "I love you, you know." "I know. That's what makes it so easy to tolerate you." *** Dan looked at himself again in the rearview mirror. 'I look like a whore'. He thought to himself again. Jenn had told him it was how stage makeup looked, although he still thought there was entirely too much of it. His eyes stood out startlingly, and his lips were scarlet. Dan had prevailed on keeping his fingernails polish-free; there was no need to go 'super-girly'. His hair had taken hours, with multiple braids and strands hanging every whichway. It annoyed him. He drove up to the performance hall, there were other music students there. He saw a few girls he knew and waved, he was relieved they had as much makeup on as he did. Dan went in to the changing room to get ready, his time was in thirty minutes. There were a few other girls in there as well, including one who was obviously Britney from her school-uniform video hit. Thankfully, Dan was too nervous to be aroused by any of it. He pulled out the costume. He knew he should have expected it, but he still was shocked that morning when Jenn had shown him the one-piece red vinyl bodysuit complete with three-inch heels. She had gone all-out, and Dan was going to wear it. Of course, she had to promise she would wear it in the future on at least three separate occasions of Dan's choosing. Dan had a little trouble zipping up, but one of the girls helped him. He walked around backstage, feeling completely natural in the heels. From behind the curtains he watched a few performances, including one guy's rather disconcerting impersonation of Madonna's 'Like a Virgin'. Then he heard a voice over the microphone say "Jennifer Patterson, you're on." Dan stepped out onstage, hearing a few whistles and catcalls. There were perhaps fifty people in the auditorium, there to watch the music geeks, but he couldn't see them with the bright lights shining on him. That was all he had time to think about before the music started. Again, Dan willed himself not to think and let the music sweep him away. He danced, he sang, but he was so involved he was actually surprised when it stopped. Cheers and applause echoed, and the voice on the microphone said "Excellent, Jennifer! That was your best work!" Not knowing what to do, Dan bowed, immediately realizing he shouldn't have, and then got offstage as fast as he could. Back to the changing room, he peeled off the suit and put on the sweats and a T-shirt. He couldn't wait to see Jenn and get his body back. He rounded the corner and saw his car, but Jenn wasn't there. He sat down to wait for her, playing with his keys. After fifteen minutes, he was beginning to get worried when he heard footsteps behind him. "It's about time!" He stood up and turned around, but it wasn't Jenn standing behind him, it was Bill. He was staring at him intently, obviously full of Christmas cheer. "Hey there, Jenny." There was a slight smile on his face. "You were looking pretty good in there." "Hi Bill." 'Not now' Dan thought. He didn't want to deal with Bill now. "Noticed Danny boy wasn't in there. Kinda sad that he don't support his woman." Bill took a step closer and touched Dan's cheek. "If you were my girl, I'd support you all KINDS of ways." Dan pushed his hand away. "Go away Bill, Dan is going to be here any minute." "Well," Bill looked around. "He ain't here now." He burst out laughing. "Think of all the fun he's gonna miss!" Quicker than Dan expected, he lunged for her and grabbed her wrist. Dan tried to kick him, but he was wearing sandals. He swung the satchel with his outfit in it, but Bill deflected it and slapped him. Without his usual strength, Dan just couldn't hurt Bill. He was panicking. "Don't worry now, Jenny." Bill pushed Dan against the car and whispered in his ear. "I'll be gentle." He licked Dan's ear and kissed him, tongue forcing its way in. Dan bit down and Bill cried out. "Dammit!" He held on as Dan tried to run. "Looks like we'll be skipping foreplay." He pushed her to the ground and leaned over her before descending with all of his weight. Dan couldn't move. He struggled, then realized Bill wasn't moving either. "Dan!" Jenn's voice cried out. Suddenly, she was there, rolling Bill's unconscious form off of him. In her hand was a short piece of wood with a crack in it. "Are you okay?" Dan staggered to his feet and rubbed his jaw. "Yeah, I think so." He looked down at Bill. "Good timing." There were tears in his eyes as the adrenaline left him. "He tried... he tried..." "I know, but he didn't." Jenn took the box out of her purse along with one of Dan's shirts. "You should change back, before he wakes up." Dan grabbed the medallion and the shirt, wanting to put all of this behind him. As the tingles swept over him, he poked Bill with his foot. "I wish we could have him arrested or something, but it's your word against his." His voice cracked as it returned to normal. Jenn looked down at Bill's body, then went over to the garbage can. "I think I have an idea. Are the glasses in your bag?" She started rummaging around in the trash. "Uhhh..." Dan fumbled in the satchel. "Yeah, right here." He held them up, and saw that Jenn was holding a used condom at arm's length. "What's that for?" She looked at him. "Payback." *** Six months later, Bill sat in his room, looking at himself in the mirror. He still didn't know what had happened. He had been drinking, and tried to bag Jenn, and then his world had turned upside down. He had woken up without any clothes or money or the keys to his car, and his roommates had done a few horrible things to him when he tried to get home. At the police station they took his statement and tried to find his file, but wouldn't believe his story. He'd gotten put in a group home, where he'd gotten some money and meals while he found a job. Unfortunately, the only job he could find was one he loathed with all his being. To think that someone with a degree in mechanical engineering would be doing adult movies was ludicrous, but he didn't look like himself and his new name didn't even have a GED. There was a knock on the door. "Five minutes, Ma'am!" Bill sighed and touched up his lipstick. They liked it when it smeared. He stood up, letting his huge penis hang down. It still amazed him; he looked like Britney Spears, but with a ten-inch member. He shook his head and put on his robe. Down the hall he went into the door marked: WARDROBE FOR BRITNEY SPEARER II OOPS! I DID YOU AGAIN!