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Mixing Up Is Hard To Do Part 2
Slowly coming to, Dave's head felt as if it was going to burst, his
body giving him strange feelings, just like the time when he drank too
much at a private party last year. He seemed to be lying on the couch
in the employee's lounge.
'Whoa,' he thought to himself 'what is going on. Last thing I remember
was being in the lab, some bright flash, then - then - then? Was it a
dream?'
His senses were giving him strange impressions, 'What is that sweet
smell?'
He slowly opened his eyes. Groggy, with a splitting headache, he
brought his hand to his head, even this slight motion feeling not just
right. His hair seemed to be softer and running his fingers through it,
much longer.
"Easy now, just lie still." someone was saying to him.
Looking towards the voice, he saw someone with a badge and some
paramedics taking Larry out on a stretcher.
"The paramedics have given you something to help with the pain. Your
guard there is being taken to the hospital. His bullet wound isn't that
bad, but when he fell, he cracked his head hard on the side of a desk.
We've taken the shooter into custody. He's been sent to the psychiatric
ward for observation, keeps saying it wasn't him, that he was shot!
Luckily the surveillance cameras caught him in the act. Can you tell me
anything about him?"
With a slight shake of his head, Dave croaked out. "N-no."
'My voice sounded strange - higher than normal - and was something
dangling from my ear when I shook my head?' Dave thought to himself.
"Okay. Well in case something comes to you, I'll leave my card. Give me
a call with any information that you can. We'll leave a patrolman at
the door if anyone needs an escort to your homes."
"Th-thank you detective." Once again, that strange voice sounding in
his ear.
After the policemen left, Dave ventured to sit up. Swinging his legs
over, he sat up, looking around the room.
'That's strange. It feels like nothing's covering my legs. And what's
this tightness I feel in my chest?"
Bringing his hands to his chest, he felt something that shouldn't be
there. Looking down, he saw that he seemed to be cupping some breasts
with long delicate fingers.
All of a sudden, memories of the lab accident came rushing back into
his head. "Oh my God - I'm in Dr. Thomas' body!"
Slouched in two chairs around the lunch table were what looked to be
Sandra and Dave.
Dave watched as his own body also opened its eyes, looked at him and
said, "Dr. Thomas, what happened?"
Suddenly a puzzled look came over his body's face. "What's wrong with
my voice?"
Looking at the person in the chair next to it, his body gave a shriek
Dave didn't think his body was capable of.
"AIEEE!!! That's me!! Dr. Thomas, change us back!"
Dave slowly got to his feet, (which was strange as he suddenly found
himself trying to stand on three inch heels), and wobbled carefully
over to his body.
"Sandy, is that you? I'm not Dr. Thomas! I'm Dave. You have my body!!"
Sandra's body started arousing. Just as they were about to ask who was
controlling it, they watched as her body leaped onto the table and
stuffed a flower from the centerpiece into its mouth, then arms
flailing started picking at her clothes.
"Oh no! It can't be. Is that you, Doris? Give me a nod yes if it is."
Sandra asked her own body, approaching it slowly.
With an eerie feminine grunt, Sandra's body gave its head a big shake
forward, dislodging its hair down. Sandra and Dave watched as the now
human-chimp, played with the locks of hair, then, kicking off its
shoes, started again with the unfamiliar clothing.
"Dave, go get her toy from her cage while I mix something to sedate
her."
Dave stumbled to the cages, grabbing a teddy bear that Doris loved. As
he returned to the room, Sandra's body moved ape-like from chair to
table to chair, its hair now completely undone and the buttons on its
blouse undone, revealing the bra-encased bosom of Sandra. Mouth agape
at the site, forgetting that he also now possessed breasts, Dave froze
at the site, then gave the teddy bear to Doris. Sandra's body instantly
calmed, making a pleasant guttural sound. Dave then saw his body come
back with a banana. Sandra gave her body the banana, which it took in
big gulps, smearing the lovely face that once belonged to Sandra with
mashed banana pieces. In a couple of minutes, Doris suddenly curled up
into one of the chairs and passed out.
"That should keep her quiet for awhile." Sandra replied. "I put some
tranquilizer drops into her banana."
"Can you switch us back now?" Dave asked Sandra.
"I'm afraid we're stuck for the moment. The storm seems to have
overloaded the circuits at the same time as the machine went off,
causing the displacement. Only Dr. Thomas or that rat Dr. Krane have
the know-how to recreate the information needed. And we don't know
where either one is."
Thinking on it, Dave agreed. Dr. Thomas, whose body he now occupied,
must now be residing in the body of either the comatose Frank in the
hospital, the gunman Larry, now in the psyche ward, or - Doris, the
chimp.
"Wait! That detective said the gunman said he was shot. That must be
Frank in his body. She must be in Frank or Doris!"
Grabbing his own hand, he dragged Sandra to the cage containing Doris'
body. By this time, its body was fully alert, standing strangely in an
un-ape way, watching them approach.
"Here, let me give whoever it is a chalkboard and chalk." Sandra said.
"Dr. T, Is that you?" Dave asked hopefully.
The chimp's body grabbed the chalk and chalkboard and started writing.
'NO-I LRY. HRD 2 THNK"
"Doris' brain must not be able to handle all of his thoughts at once."
Sandra explained. "Serves you right though, for it was your fault we're
like this."
"What'll we do now?" Dave started sobbing. "If Dr. Thomas is comatose
in Frank's body, how can we change back?"
"Easy there." Sandra said. Dave suddenly found his own body hugging
him, comforting him, sending strange feelings through his new body.
"For now, we will just have to act as the person we now look like. If
anyone heard our story, we'd be locked up in the psych ward with Frank.
You'll have to go home as Dr. Thomas. - Wait a minute!! This may help.
Kate told me she planned on a smaller portable set-up of the machine.
She might have it at her home lab as it wasn't here. While you're
there, you can snoop for it. Try not to let her - or should I now say
your daughter catch on that anything is wrong, If you find anything,
give me a call at your place. I'll have the patrolman take Doris and
myself there, where I can keep an eye on myself, so to speak. I'll
explain that Sandra is too upset to go back home alone, so I insisted
she stay at your - I mean my place. Can you do that - Kate? We'd better
get used to our new names."
Getting better at walking on heels with each step, Dave rose and helped
her carry the groggy Doris in Sandra's body to the waiting patrol car.
"I'll do my best - Dave. And to you, it's Dr. Thomas, not Kate!"
"Don't forget your purse, Dav - Dr. Thomas. You'll need your keys. See
you later." she replied as she got into the patrol car, beside her own
body, giving another piece of drugged banana to Doris.
Retrieving the strange purse, Dave without thinking started for his own
wheels. Reaching in with those slender long fingers, he retrieved the
keys to Dr. Thomas's convertible, then made a turn toward what was now
his new wheels, unlocking the door, then slipping in. Pulling the
seatbelt across, Dave was astonished how uncomfortable the strap was
against his new breasts.
"How do they drive with these in the way." he asked himself. "And how
are they able to drive with heels?"
Kicking off the shoes, and putting it in gear, he started the drive
back to Dr. Thomas' home. Thinking to himself that the only acting he'd
done was in a drama class, he started to worry.
'How do I pull off the masquerade that I - Dave Phillips - am Kate
Thomas, the mother of my own girlfriend, without letting her know?'
Taking a look into the rear view mirror, only to see the concerned face
of Dr. Thomas looking back, he said, "Well,--at least I look the part!"
Coming up-Can Dave mother his own girlfriend? What is Sandra doing with
Doris (or as others see it - Dave doing with Sandra)? Will Dave's
friends get involved?
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