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AF: Change in Status
By Eric
Based on two captions by Don, Mom and son 11,112
Fifteen-year-old Scott Peterson sure could see why his dad married the
beautiful Karen. She was a tall, gorgeous blonde with enough charm for
a dozen women. She also was sweet to his dad and kind to him, and
treated their servants well. She was much closer to his age being 24
than his dad's 45, but she hardly seemed like a gold digger even though
his dad was very rich. She wasn't frivolous or extravagant, and did
come from a good family. She had married his dad two years after his
mom's death. They met at Washington University, where his dad taught
physics part time as a help to his old alma mater, but mostly as a way
to encourage new scientists and engineers and to get them enthusiastic
about their calling. Karen worked in admissions and was a recent grad.
They certainly didn't need the money! John Peterson had a couple
million dollars of old money from his parents originally, but he now
had more than ten times that because of his invention that made
electrical transmission twice as efficient.
Scott was glad to see his dad so happy again. His mother's death had
prostrated both of them. His mom's maid Lupe had been a selfless helper
and a major comfort during and after the terrible ordeal. Lupe was
originally from Mexico but was now a citizen. Mr. Peterson had helped
her get her USA papers and she was so grateful. When Scott's mom had
died from cancer, Lupe had kept them all from going to pieces. The maid
was about forty and plain and very plump, and she had a bad complexion.
Her husband Jose was their gardener; he didn't bathe very much, but his
dad tolerated him for Lupe's sake.
Scott heard the clatter of high heels, and he saw the graceful figure
of his beautiful stepmother Karen smiling a greeting. "Well, tiger,
looking forward to our little cruise?" She ruffled his untidy dark
hair.
"Sure am! I can't believe you and dad are taking me!"
She laughed. "Why not? It's a reward for your good grades! You've
inherited your father's brilliance and are at the top of your class."
He flushed with her praise and under her smile. She was so beautiful
and once had been Miss Teen runner up in the Miss Missouri Pageant. She
kissed her husband John when he came in, smiling. John was a good
looking, very distinguished man.
At the door, Lupe waited faithfully with their luggage. She flushed at
their praise but smiled when kidded by Mr. Peterson and managed to say,
"Beware of sea monsters!"
"Sea monsters are for sissies! I hope we meet pirates, maybe Captain
Flint!" said Scott, laughing.
"I don't!" said Karen with her dazzling and charming smile.
"Me either!" laughed his dad. "Besides, if I remember my Treasure
Island, Captain Flint's dead, he's been dead for all of two hundred and
fifty years as a matter of fact."
Scott grinned slyly. "Flint's crafty, dad. He'd like the world to
believe he's dead. But he's out there in his bloody ship the Walrus,
and ready to spread the dark shadow of his terror over an unsuspecting
world."
"Fifteen men on a dead man's chest! Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum, drink
and the devil ha done with the rest!" chanted Mr. Peterson.
"John, I think we should take that tape of Treasure Island with
Charlton Heston away from both of you obnoxious boys! I'm shaking in my
boots!"
Karen was wearing boots, as a matter of fact. They looked great on her
long, sexy legs. She waved her hands signaling for the guys to get
moving.
Arm and arm the trio went to the private plane and his dad flew them to
Mobile Bay where their charter boat was awaiting. She was a ninety-foot
schooner named Sea Witch.
The second night out they had unexpected rough weather and Scott and
Karen were told to stay below as the crew and his dad kept the boat
under power and headed back toward the harbor until the weather
improved.
When Scott came up on deck the next morning he noticed no one would
meet his eyes. He looked around.
"Where's dad?" he asked.
There was a long silence. Then Karen hugged him!
"I'm so sorry, dear! He's lost at sea. He went overboard during the
night. NO one noticed. We've been cruising around but we couldn't find
him. His body was found this morning washed ashore shortly after dawn!"
Scott collapsed, and had to be sedated by a doctor. "It's not true!" he
kept saying.
But it was true. Later, he and Karen identified his dad's body.
"Dad was always so careful about wearing a life belt!" he said over and
over again.
The Coast Guard Captain put his arm around Scoot. "I'm sure he was, but
unless those things are perfectly tight a wild wave can rip them off.
The sea's a mighty strange place, Scott! Mighty strange, I've been at
sea since I was a young man and now I'm 55, and almost every day I'm
surprised."
Scott nodded dumbly and went back with the Coast Guard Captain to the
schooner for their stuff. On the deck he noticed a weird looking
medallion that the waves must have washed onto the deck and got it
wedged among some tackle. Idly he shoved into his back pack. With tears
flowing freely he stumbled down the gangway. If he never saw the sea or
a boat again it would be too soon! Karen was waiting for him beside the
limo that was to take them to the airport.
The next week was a blur. His dad was buried, and somehow through the
haze Scott found out how really popular and important his dad had been.
It was small comfort. Karen was kind through it all, as was Lupe. Lupe
constantly had tears streaming down her dark face.
"The world lost a great man!" she said in her Mexican accent that she
still hadn't lost in all the years of living in the US.
Then the will was read, and Scott was surprised. Some of it of course
he knew. His trust fund would kick in when he turned twenty-one and
would give him about $200,000 a year, and he would gain control of the
trust; in the meantime, his dad's lawyer and his dad's oldest friend
Mike would be the trustees. That couldn't have been changed, as it was
an irrevocable trust. And the will made his step mom his guardian,
which was to be expected. There were the usual bequests, Lupe got
$40,000 and other servants and others got various amounts. He gave no
money to Washington U; that didn't surprise Scott, as his dad had often
said, "They have more money than God and still keep raising the
tuition!" But the bulk of his dad's thirty million dollar estate went
to Karen and the way his dad worded the will, she was to use the money
to promote research around the world and to later pass it on to Scott!
Scott was a little hurt that he didn't get at least some of it like
from father to son.
He glanced over and was surprised to see what looked like a smug smile
from Karen. He had to have imagined it. At a time like this after
losing her husband she couldn't be smiling like that! But he hadn't
imagined it, for as soon as the spotlight was off, Karen changed. It
was like the Dr. Jekyll was gone and they were left only with Mr. Hyde.
She became a real bitch and started treating the servants like they
were shit. They all came complaining to him and some quit as Karen now
never had a kind word for anybody! She was even cold to Scott and
before she had seemed so nice, kind and loving. She demanded and got
the bulk of the money his trustees passed to him as expenses for his
upkeep. She did let him buy a new car when he turned sixteen, but it
was second hand. She started selling off his dad's other inventions
that he had kept back as he thought some might have unfortunate effects
on the economy or environment. She also cut out any bonuses for the
servants and reduced the salary of those without green cards and
threatened to have the cards pulled if they were disrespectful or
refused to work long hours.
"Lupe, get your lazy ass into my room and help me dress!" was often
heard in the house.
Even though he knew it was unmanly, Scott often cried in his room for
the loss of his father and the hell his life had now become. Karen had
fooled everyone! She was not the nice young woman she pretended so
successfully to be. She treated him, Lupe and everyone in the house
like shit! Even his brilliant dad had been fooled by her.
Scott got laughed at when he asked her when she was going to fund
research! "You're a fool, just like your father!"
Scott was red faced and furious. "I'll -"
"You'll what? In case it escaped you, I'm your guardian so you'd better
watch your step unless you want to end up in a military school in
Bulgaria!" She laughed. "Face it, Scott, now I'm the boss! I'm a bitch,
but that is not legal grounds for over turning a will." She laughed.
"If that was so, half the women in the world would be out on the
streets."
She walked to the mirror and admired her lovely body; she as usual was
very expensively dressed. Here she spared no expense! Right now she was
wearing a $2000 gown.
She spent $500 for hair styling and maybe ten thousand dollars a week
on herself, clothes, meals, and pampering.
"If you make any trouble for me, you will regret it! Just remember
that, Scott! Now get out of my room! I'm sick of your sour face and
your whining!"
"You only married my dad for his money!" Scott cried.
She laughed merrily. "Of course, you silly boy. There is no other
reason for a woman to get married. And I gave him value for what I
received! He had no complaints! I do have my pride." She looked
admiringly into the mirror. "Believe me, I was worth every penny! I am
not a monster! I made sure he was happy because he made me happy, but
it was for the money. I was even nice to you, which was hard, believe
you me! You were just in the way as far as I was concerned! I'm only
24, Scott so why do you think I married such an older man?"
"I guess you'll marry a younger guy now, you bitch!"
She laughed loudly. "You're such a fool! Men are such fools! I have
over thirty million dollars, why would I marry anyone? Now out! I won't
tell you again. I can hear the bugles calling in Bulgaria."
God, was her smile cold and mocking. It almost made her gorgeous face
ugly!
Much before his time, Scott found himself smiling sardonic smiles that
were not adolescent posturing but the real thing. Only kind Lupe
prevented him from really falling into depression. His mental state was
not helped by the fact that outside the house at charity functions and
openings Karen slipped her mask back on. A few times he had tried to
tell his dad's lawyer or one of his father's friends, but they just
smiled indulgently and put it down to resentment that she was alive and
his dad dead. Sometimes he even wondered if Karen had murdered his
father, but he didn't think so. It would have really been dangerous in
that sea and with the crew around, but still he wondered.
Lupe and Scott noticed that sometimes Karen was especially nasty and
vicious (they noticed she did this just before she went out and had to
be pleasant). Scott broke down and cried once again for his father;
Lupe helped the grief stricken boy up to his room while Karen's bitchy
voice and words followed them up.
"That's it, go ahead you short, fat spick, take the sissy to his room!"
Karen smiled as she drove away. 'It feels great to be so powerful! No
one dares question me in MY home.' She laughed, thinking how she must
look to the world, - a grieving widow, no one had seen her with a man
since her husband had died. 'And they won't for a long time,' Karen
mused. 'It's not easy to find someone worthy of my charm and beauty.'
Her late husband had been a famous, handsome rich man who had been
charming and social if a little too old. He had almost been worthy of
her loveliness.
While comforting Scott, Lupe noticed something - his back pack still
was not put away. She opened it and gasped when she found the
medallion.
"Madre Mia! It's the Medallion of Zulo!" she cried, making the sign of
the cross, and then carefully picked it up.
"What?" he had never heard Lupe talk in a tone like that. It sent
shivers up and down his spine.
"It's the Medallion of Zulo, Scott, my Chico."
"So? It looks like cheap junk to me. I found it on the yacht; it must
have been washed up by the heavy seas."
Lupe crossed herself. "Some things not even God in his wisdom can rid
the world of!"
Scott wanted to laugh when the maid told him what it would do. But
somehow he could not. She was too sincere. She proved it by changing
two of the estate guard dogs into each other. Scott's mouth dropped.
Then he thought rapidly.
"This may be the answer to all of troubles," he said.
Again she crossed herself. "It is dangerous, Chico!"
"So is life. You must use it to become my stepmother!"
"No, Scott. It will not work! I am just a poorly educated Mexican! What
do I know of your family and social circle, of finance, of social
conventions? No, it will not work! No, you must become her - at least
for a time."
"Me?" he squeaked.
"Si, you could carry it off. You know your father and her circle, you
are smart and well educated. You - you would be able to do it."
He thought. There was wisdom in it, as much as he disliked becoming a
girl, and a hated one at that.
"But I don't know how to be a girl?"
"I will help, and don't forget, being a woman is often merely the
matter of the right body! Scott, please do this! You must not think
only of yourself, but of your father and his household. Would he want
his treasure wasted on an evil woman's vanity? Would a true gentlemen
like your father want his dependents treated like scum?"
"No," said Scott heavily. "But IF I do it, she can't become me. As me
she could cause many problems!"
"But there must be a you or there will be questions without answers,
and she must become someone, I will not be party to a murder, not even
one such as she!"
"I was not thinking of murder, Lupe." Scott smiled sardonically and
explained his plan. His dad would have been proud of him. It was well
reasoned and logical.
The next morning, Lupe went naked into Karen's luxurious room. On satin
sheets Karen was sleeping with the satisfaction of evil unchecked. Lupe
wore the medallion of Zulo between two large and mismatched breasts.
She had a big smile on her face. Carefully, so as not to awaken the
bitch, Lupe laid down beside her and touched her sleeping form with the
medallion. Both felt an electric type shock and Karen stirred uneasily.
Slowly her form started changing, she grew shorter and heavier, her
smooth skin darkened well beyond tan into Lupe's almost milk chocolate
color, her beautiful blonde hair thickened, coarsened and darkened to
Lupe's gray streaked back hair. Meanwhile, Lupe grew taller and
slimmer, her hair changed to golden blonde, her figure grew shapely and
her legs beautiful and long, her eyes turned from dark brown to
startling blue and soon she was the goddess 'Karen' and Karen was the
poor Mexican servant.
Soon Karen awoke from her uneasy sleep. She looked up and screamed.
Smiling at her was HERSELF. She looked down and screamed again and her
eyes went to the mirror. 'Lupe' stared out of the glass with horrified
eyes. In the same bed, smiling triumphantly at her, was her real self.
The beautiful young face's smile disappeared. Through hearing marred by
age and making it seem like molasses Karen heard her former, smooth as
silk educated voice say, "Lupe, what are you doing in my bed and in my
bedroom? How dare you presume? I should fire you on the spot!"
Karen screamed again at this vile impostor! "I am Karen, you bitch!"
She was horrified to find that she spoke with Lupe's rough voice and
with her Mexican accent.
"Lupe, you are insane!" Beautiful slim fingers reached for the phone.
"I'm calling the police!"
Karen was terrified. "No, please give me back myself."
"LUPE, the sooner you realize that you are my maid the better for you!
It makes no difference to me if you choose to have electric shocks and
be drugged out of your mind until you recognize that you are Lupe and
not Mrs. Karen Peterson or if you stay on as my devoted MAID. The
decision is yours."
Karen looked at the beautiful face that was smiling gloatingly at her.
"You'll never get away with it, you monster. You're an ignorant Mexican
peasant! No way will anyone believe you're me."
"We shall see, won't we 'Lupe'?"
"How could you do this to me? I've been so nice to you."
The beautiful blonde woman had to smile broadly at this. "I am still
awaiting your decision, 'LUPE"!"
The new Lupe shuddered. She thought of mental hospitals and brutal
orderlies and drugs. She would come out - IF she came out actually
believing she WAS Lupe, no it was better to wait and pretend to accept
the situation! The foolish maid would slip up and all would be exposed.
"You win, you bitch! I will be your 'devoted' maid!"
"I will not accept such language from MY servants. You will address me
as Senora Peterson!"
The new Lupe quailed under the gaze of those hard blue eyes. Her dark
ones dropped. She felt like she was swallowing bile but she made
herself bow and say, "Yes, Senora Peterson."
"That's more like it." The new mistress gave an imperial wave of the
hand. "You may go, and for God's sake put some clothes on! The world is
an ugly enough place without having to look at your disgusting body
naked!"
The ex-Karen burned with inner fury and shame. She looked in the
mirror. And she started weeping like a lost soul as she staggered out.
She went to Lupe's room - now her room. Lupe's fat husband greeted her
as she came in. Karen had always been repulsed by him, he smelled so.
"Lupe, it's good to see you naked, my treasure." He spoke Spanish,
which Karen knew but now understood better than she expected.
She shuddered as he seized her, and he thought it was a shudder of
passion. He muted her cries of protest with his iron strength. Karen
finally gave in. Protesting would not do any good, the whole world
thought she was the ugly Lupe and this man was her husband.
It was the worse sex of her life.
Later, dressed in Lupe's uniform, she took her stepson aside. He had to
help her!
"Scott, it is I, Karen, your beloved stepmother!"
He laughed. "Lupe, you're too funny!" He turned and went away.
The days went by, and to her horror the new Lupe fell into the routine
of being the new Karen's maid. She waited hand and foot on the
beautiful woman. She waited in vain for the evil Lupe in her body to
slip up, but she never did. She ran the business of the Peterson estate
well; she knew how to talk to all the callers. She even hired a tutor
for that wimp Scott so the boy didn't have to go back to school until
his grief subsided.
'Lupe' hated to help and see her mistress dress in what had been her
own beautiful clothes and her own beautiful, matchless body. The new
Karen went riding with the Lacedes, dined with the Danfords and no one
suspect a thing. How could the evil maid impersonate a member of the
aristocracy so perfectly?
The former Karen also hated having sex with her new husband, but she
didn't really have a choice. The new Senora Peterson told her if she
didn't she would be fired and she had to stay close to her body, hoping
against hope to get it back! Sometimes her mistress would tell her if
she was a good girl and slavish maid she might be given another body -
one of her former friends, perhaps. But none of them was nearly as
beautiful as Karen.
Sometimes she couldn't help herself and almost forgot who she was and
would say with honest sincerity, "Senora looks so beautiful tonight!"
'Karen' would smile graciously and say, "Why, thank you, Lupe."
The new Lupe's fellow servants wondered at the change in their
mistress, but they couldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. 'Lupe'
resented that the new Karen was obviously worshipped by that sissy
Scott! How could he prefer the impostor to herself!
The months went smoothly by.
'Karen' looked with satisfaction in the mirror. She couldn't help
herself! She knew it was shallow and vain, but it was wonderful to be
so beautiful. She was perhaps the most beautiful woman in St. Louis!
She smiled, she was so charming. She could never understand why a woman
who was so beautiful, well educated and rich could be such a bitch!
Well, now the bitch was a hard working, submissive servant and a bitch
no longer! And everyone with the exception of the former Karen was much
happier for it. The servants all got a raise and working conditions
improved. The present Karen always smiled and said thank you. She had
heard that the servants all thought she had a nervous breakdown after
the death of her husband, but now had returned to normal. Absently she
sprayed on her favorite perfume.
There was a knock on the door and Scott's voice said, "May I come in,
Karen?"
"Of course," she said, smiling to her partner in crime. They had
committed the perfect theft of Karen's body and thirty million dollars!
The teen came in smiling. "How goes it with the tutor?" asked his step
mom.
"Well, he is a little puzzled how - even with the shock of my father's
death. I could forget so much and be so poorly educated, but he says
nothing."
Karen laughed. "He is paid enough to do what he is told and to ignore
and keep his mouth shut about your apparent lack of knowledge!"
"Yes, money is useful, no doubt!"
"I told you it would all work out!"
"You have your father's brilliance. You were right. Karen was fooled
into thinking I 'Lupe' had stolen her body and still she waits for 'me'
to betray my ignorance!"
'Karen' laughed. "Yes, and she is more and more puzzled that 'you' have
been able to impersonate an educated Anglo! Such are the mysteries of
life."
"Yes, the fool has never guessed that it is you, Scott in her beautiful
body and it is Lupe in your teenage one. I am still so grateful, Chico!
It is most - very - kind of you! Now I will have a wonderful life and
will be educated and respected. I still can't believe I am learning so
well and so easily. It appears I got your brains as well as your body
that night we changed with each other."
The former Scott idly brushed a long, luscious golden lock from her
face with a charming, feminine gesture. "It stands to reason, you
would. I told you, you would."
The new Scott laughed with a boy's boisterousness. "Yes, but I didn't
believe you. But you have been proven right." He laughed again. "My
poor husband Jose is very puzzled but not too much, he thinks women are
like mercury anyway, so he accepts the changes in his wife as you
instructed him - again, money helps!"
"It usually does!" She glanced at her slim Rolex. "Well, I'm going to
be late for the meeting with the University trustees on pollution free
technology."
"Your father would be so proud of you."
The beautiful face flushed. "I wonder, I wonder. After all, his son is
now his widow and a woman, and his now son was once his maid. I think
dad might frown a little!"
The teen laughed again. "Perhaps he would be a little shocked, but your
father was not only a dreamer but a pragmatic scientist; when
necessary, we did what needed to be done."
"I feel bad for 'Lupe', she still has hopes, but even if I wanted to I
could not give her another body, the medallion is long gone. The
Mississippi has carried it away to whatever destiny awaits."
"No, you could not take the chance that somehow the bitch would find it
again. I wonder who will find it, and what use they will make of it?"
"You're still convinced that it will be found somehow?"
"Of course, Chico! Of course. The medallion, like the ring of power in
that movie has a will of its own. It is always found. Sometimes for
sorrow, sometimes for horror, sometimes for justice."
"What we did was justice, I suppose, but it has little mercy and I feel
pity for her."
"I do not."
Karen shrugged. Teenage boys could be very unforgiving. She rose
gracefully to her feet, and heels of her boots clattered on the wood
floor. At the door Lupe helped her mistress on with her lovely coat.
Senora Peterson smiled kindly at her and Lupe smiled nervously back. It
made her feel happy that her beautiful mistress was always so kind to
her. She was a real lady!
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A few days later Karen called in Scott into her bedroom. He was
surprised to find her wearing a sexy negligee and in bed. To his great
embarrassment he found himself getting hard. She was so sexy, so
beautiful.
"Come here," she said in a soft, seductive voice. "I've decided it is
time I became a woman! And who could there to be better at showing me
how to be a woman then yourself?"
They both greatly if awkwardly enjoyed sex. But they got better with
practice. Discreetly they started an affair. Karen felt so wonderful
and so feminine with an eager, virile young man in her arms, enraptured
by her beauty and the rest of her charms.
Scoot took delight in being so young and so strong. For the first time
in either life he really enjoyed sex!
Lupe worked tirelessly and with little hope of regaining her lost body.
Often she felt like being Senora Peterson had just been a dream. She
took some consolation in admiring her mistress's beauty.
Soon Karen and Scott ended their brief torrid affair.
She smilingly told him. "I think its time for you to be dating girls
your own age."
Thanks to the tutor and his own hard work he was finally caught up to
the level he needed to be at and soon was 'back' in a prep school. He
enjoyed being around kids of his own age. The poor ones there on
scholarship were impressed that this was one rich kid who seemed to
have empathy for the poor and those from overseas. His teachers were
impressed, thinking Scott sure took after his brilliant father. The
Spanish teacher was especially impressed as he found his pupil spoke
the language like a native!
"I leaned it from our housekeeper," he said smiling when questioned.
The new Scott was so happy! Now he was a teenager again, he was rich,
and an Anglo with a great future in front of him. It was a far cry form
when he had been a poor, ignorant domestic. Now that was Karen's fate!
The teacher nodded, that also explained a few less than posh
expressions and turns of phrases, but the Prof was sure he could smooth
those out!
Another year passed, and Lupe was offered a generous yearly annuity by
her beautiful young mistress so she could go where she could live where
she would no longer be forced to be a servant. But the maid blushed and
refused. Lupe fell on her knees.
"I could not bear to be away from my mistress! Senora Peterson, do not
send your poor Lupe away! I could not bear to be parted from you. My
only pleasure is being near you and serving you and basking in your
kindness. The thought of never seeing you again chills my poor heart!"
Touched, Karen kissed her tenderly. Lupe thought she would die with
pleasure!
After her devoted maid left, Karen laid back. She was growing restless
somehow. She felt a stirring in her psyche and her womb. It came to
her, she wanted a child. Karen started looking around for a possible
father to her baby to be.
"I'm looking for a man as good as my dad, which will be hard but not
impossible as I'm so beautiful! I can have any man I want!"
The end
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