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Thy Neighbors Wife Zack remembered how it started over morning coffee with his beautiful neighbor. "Marybeth you have it made, beauty, money, a loving husband and a chance to do anything you want. I would trade places with you in a 'New York Minute.'" Marybeth, Zack's neighbor looked daggers at him before she spat out, "Are you nuts? Zack you are so full of shit. I am tired of being just a woman, the place where Ted empties his dick when he's horny. When I got through college I didn't know what I wanted to do, Ted said he loved me and would take care of me. You know I love cock and we had great sex. Dr Marlow diagnosed Ted as being obsessive compulsive. I am the coon and he is the coon dog, he needs sex daily and won't stay away from me. Now it's been two years and I am bored. I have money and anything I want while being married, but the pre-nup I signed says that if I walk, then I get zippo." A strange look came over the face of the young woman, as a series of expressions seemed to mirror a series of thoughts insider her head. "Bowser, if you're man enough to be a woman, you got a deal. I know a way! Goodie were gonna have fun today!" Later That Day Marybeth called Zack "I want you to come on over pronto. I have a couple of big surprises for you." Never one to refuse this woman anything Zack wondered, "Am I in love with her?" Strange thoughts raced through his head as he decided, "I don't know, she looks so sweet but she can be the Diva Bitch of all time when she wants to be". Zack had always thought of himself as a Knight Errant and today he was riding to the fair lady's aid, or so he thought. Marybeth had other ideas! Marybeth was married to Zack's best friend, next door neighbor and bowling buddy, yet was always a puzzle to other people, he just seemed to drift through life, never finding his true niche. Always the single, the zero, a buddy's best friend, who was now just looking forward to another cup of coffee. "Zack, I might want to do some traveling today, do you have a passport?" Marybeth asked. "I am telling you the rings that Esmeralda gave me will work." Looking blank, Marybeth went on. "That old crone at the edge of town has some connections, and she knows some guy, half-witch himself, half-scientist. He's the patriarch of a clan, a collection of his kith and kin. They live back in the woods and are fiercely protective; his name is Morph or Morpheus, Orpheus, something like that. I heard he turns out scripts for Hollywood and does greeting cards for Hallmark. I heard that he was, in fact, the guy behind that Brokenback Mountain movie. I got's me a "favor', real magic rings, charms, and I'm told they will pluck you out of your body and put you in another!" "As soon as we do this, you are going to be a good-looking woman with tits to die for." Zack looked sheepish, anything to humor Marybeth. How strange was this, what did he have she really wanted? Maybe it was all a fantasy, like something from Star Trek or Dungeons and Dragons. "Zack," Marybeth rapped out, "are you ready for this or are we just fucking around?" Marybeth positively shone in the sunlight. Her long light brown hair, big tits and blue eyes were alluring. At 5' 6," she was a vision of what all women want to be. Just now she was a vision with a petulant look on her face. "C'mon slugger, I wanna have a big dick and balls. I'm tired of being a housewife, just another cunt. You said you "were tired of your life and I wanna try yours out for a while" I want to know what's (what) it (it's) like to fuck a woman within an inch of her life?" The young woman reached over, grabbed the man's hands, and with just a slight tremor forced the man to put on a silver gold ring with red stones. On her slender hand, a matching ring caught the light as she slid the ring over Zacks' knuckle. There was a look of delight on the woman's face, a look of profound happiness, while the man's expression was of anxiety, despair, and trepidation. "Yes!" the woman said as if in apparent victory, in mid word the yes became strangled. The husky good-looking man in the middle of nuptials suddenly became animated, as his face lit up with joy. Looking over at the woman, the man said with a wolfish grin and a raised eyebrow, "Zack, your going to make one gorgeous cocksucker." The woman's eyes seemed to flutter as a look of amazement and apprehension's took the place of the picture of joy; the man opposite was all smiles as Marybeth looked around, and checked out the new body she found herself in. "Bitchin" Marybeth said, now firmly emplaced in Zack's body, the man reached down and looked into his pants, "I gots me a winner here, quite a set of cock and balls. I should know, I sucked off enough of them; and you're almost as big as my husband! Man, Zack, this is one big dick." Marybeth's new face displayed a set of pearly whites; she was grinning like a cat that just ate the canary, as she reached in and fondled her male genitals. It was very unpleasant to watch, even being as fuzzy as he was, Zack thought, "How clich?." One Door Closes, Another Door Opens. Zack was momentarily stunned as he looked at Marybeth's curvy figure that he now occupied. "Shit," he thought, "it had just been an idle statement, "did I really want to be a woman?" The new man said, "What was that you said this morning about me having it all, well I do now. And so do you my, big titted cock-sucking beauty. How you are going to like being Ted's sex object, he is a master of the deep fuck." Remember, when he has you down and you're bobbing up and down on his big dong, think of me. I am sure he'll give you the big 'O'! Yeah baby, you will love it!" "Marybeth, your not going to leave town are you," Zack bleated. "I thought this was just going to be a temporary exchange. You told me you wanted to see what it was like to be a man for a while. When will we switchback? I know Ted will figure something is different. I don't think I can play you all that well." Marybeth, still flexing her now brawny arms, looked over at her former body and winked. "Honey pie, from where I stand, you are one big hunk of lemon meringue and if Ted weren't coming home in 10 minutes or so, I might take that beautiful body of mine out for a spin. Just looking at you makes me hard, how could you stand it? I don't believe that Ted will notice the difference right off the bat. If he sees something new in you, then all the better. Just say you're always trying to improve yourself for him. He will eat it up. Speaking of that, get a ready for some afternoon 'de-lite'. Ted likes to take a shower when he hits home most days. Then he wants to have some horizontal time, you know, nooky. It's not going to be long before you'll know what it's like to be a woman. I always thought of you as just a lonely guy. Are you a "homo-sexual" in my pretty 42DD body? I didn't really ask you your motives when you said you wanted to be me. Is this going to be the ultimate for a gay boy, kissing and fucking another stud? Speaking of that Sherlock is this body gay?" Zack was numb as he contemplated his new life. The question just flew over his head. As in response and still a bit dazzled from the switch Marybeth observed her cock was rampant, "This boy needs care and feeding, this love machine doesn't think he's queer now! You know what might be fun; I think a trip over to my dear old sister's might do us both a bit of good." Zack looked at his old body now occupied by Marybeth. Cynthia now his sister lived over on Elm and was married to the town sheriff. Two years younger than Marybeth, she was a looker, just like her sister. "My Sis is one good-hearted gal and she was never known to turn down a man in need," Marybeth opened her jeans and looked again at her hard on, "Don't worry Bowser I'll get you some cunt soon, you like redhead?" Zack was pained to see his former face laugh his own joke. Zack observed Marybeth never did have any style. With a quick movement, Marybeth stripped the ring off Zack's finger and gave Zack a kiss dripping with tongue. With a deft motion, Marybeth stuck her fingers under Zack's dress and dipped them into his womanly cunt. Drawing it out in an exaggerated way, she sniffed the morning dew. "Yes, "Marybeth, you're in season and plenty ready for Ted. That body is fertile as a rabbit right now and as he rides you like a filly tonight, you'll know that you're going to be a mother soon! That is honey, unless you can get him to put on a condom, he hates the things, girlfriend, you're on your own!" The man opened the door, took a breath of air and stretched his arms saying, "Oh what a beautiful day." With a wink back at the lovely lass standing in the door way he said, "Oh what a beautiful night." Zack muttered, being the overeducated person that he was, "Shakespeare would have loved this situation, man and woman switch bodies, and the new woman awaits the coming of the man of the house while the new wife, now free, goes to fuck her sister." Was this for real? Well the best laid plans of Mice and Men can really go weird. Zack felt scared, and horny, his new body seemed ready for sex. Putting his finger down to his now new womanly areas, he touched his new cunt. It was warm and inviting, and for the first time he smelled his own juices and they were those of a woman, and his cock was gone! It was hard to deal with the loss of Tonto, his dick; he can't pretend to be the Lone Ranger anymore. Going over to a mirror Zack looked at the image he saw there. It was hard to comprehend what had gone on. The beautiful woman in the mirror touched her own cheek, lifted up 'the to die for' beautiful mounds of womanhood. Yet Zack was doing this. He was the image in the mirror and he smelled of sweet perfume and his lips had on a thick coat of lipstick, which helped him to feel feminine. Can you switch bodies with magic rings? The proof was on his chest and these breasts they were all his and felt huge. Zack wanted to cry. He hadn't cried in years. The path not taken. Marybeth smiled. She felt free for the first time, like a bird released from a cage. It was a new world and she felt strange to be in a man's body. It was awesome. Driving Zack's T-bird, she just knew today was going to be something special. It was a fine day to be alive, as she drove over to Elm, to see her sister. Beau, her baby Sis's husband, would be on patrol right now and Marybeth knew that Cynthia would be bored as usual. Time to see if we can have some fun around this old town she thought. Pulling into Cynthia's driveway a delicious plan entered Marybeth's brain. The house looked quiet, Cynthia would not be expecting anybody. Marybeth was amazed at how manly she felt. Her new body was hard and athletic and ready for action, and her cock seemed to have a mind of its own as it would not go down. Cynthia and Beau lived in a big house, the biggest in town. It was a mansion. Marybeth had always wondered how on earth Beau could afford such luxury on his salary. Everybody knew that Beau, a former linebacker for the Bears, was on the take but it had never been proven. Most millionaires didn't live this good. Hopping out of car, the apparent Zack raced to the door and knocked. It was early afternoon and Cynthia had apparently just gotten out of bed. She was still wearing a flimsy nightgown that showed a lot and concealed little. "Zack, what brings you out here? Beau's not home," said the good-looking redhead. Marybeth's new male hormones were in overdrive, as she looked at the ditzy redhead. Like her sister, Cynthia was stacked, about 5'4" tall and every inch a woman. Marybeth could barely conceal her inner feelings of unfathomable desire and lust; she realized that she was committed, "Cynthia, I have to talk with you about your sister." This was the hook for Cynthia. Zack's very appearance seemed to be having an effect on the redhead. Zack was a hunk at six feet, fair haired with Nordic good looks, and carnal desires were never far from the surface in Cynthia'. Cynthia had always liked Zack, but Beau had gotten her knocked up and married so fast that she had never fooled around much to high school. Too many girls had to quit when the first baby came and she had been happy to get out of school with her high school diploma. "What's this about my sister," Cynthia said as Marybeth pushed her way in the door and sat down on the couch. Taking a seat next to Zack Cynthia was slightly startled as Zack took her hand and began to talk. "I have to tell you that I am really worried about her drinking. She and Ted have had such a difficult time and I live right next door to them and I see a real problem. She was drunk by 9:00 AM today! I think we friends need to plan an intervention." Cynthia, caught off guard, as concern for her sister welled, didn't notice how close Zack was as he hugged her. Whatever guards she had about strange men came down before the emotional firestorm. Marybeth smiled inwardly as her sister listened avidly to a story that only a child would be believed. Cynthia always was a sucker for a hard luck tale. It didn't take long at all; Marybeth now sitting besides her sister, had gone from hand holding to hugging to kissing in moments. Cynthia, still slightly sleepy, was taken off guard by this kind man who wanted to help save her sister from the demon rum. Their sainted mother had always preached the evils and now, not poor Marybeth! Why, when how had Marybeth had started to drink, a closet boozer, her poor sister, no, never, a thousand times never! As their talk grew earnest, Cynthia found herself getting hotter and hotter. Marybeth had always been the cunning one of the sisters and with a sudden pounce; Zack's lips found Cynthia's, as a kiss blossomed into a promise. Slipping a hand inside Cynthia nightdress, Marybeth made Cynthia moan. Her double DD's begged to be kissed, as the man and the woman clenched in sublime fury. Marybeth felt she had found heaven, as her cunning and lust turned to steel-like desire. Cynthia had come fully awake under the manipulation of this brawny man and started to say, "Oh Zack, we must not. I'm a married woman." The cow had already left the barn when this finally came out. Marybeth had removed her own clothes with a swift movement and a kick, and had divested Cynthia of the last residue of protection; she was naked as the day she was born! "Oh, baby I love you so much," Marybeth said as she opened her sister up and showed the now ready woman the object that would deflower her, Zack's wonderful dick. Cynthia was mentally unprepared, as Marybeth shoved her down on the couch and without much ado, sunk the huge, engorged and reddened dick into the waiting woman's belly. "Oooo, don't, I'm not on the pill. You'll make me pregnant," Cynthia whined as she resigned her self to her fate. She was such and easy lay. Marybeth was in what in this world passed for heaven as she stuck Zack's big dick in her sister. Oddly it was a tight squeeze, as a former gymnast, Cynthia had snake-like muscles that encircled and welcomed the intruding cock, like a python gripping a boar. Marybeth felt so good as she, inch by inch, forced the rod into the whimpering, sometime screaming woman. "It's so big Zack, it's so big." "Baby that's because it likes you, you're my sugar. Give it up baby, I'm your man. Don't worry Snooks, I promise I'll pull out before I cum." Cynthia heard that news and made no further protest as the frantic undulations raged on; Marybeth used Zack's dick to ream her sister repeatedly in a piston like action, Cynthia's muscular thighs cracked Zack's back as he repeatedly pummeled the woman. Cynthia lost in time, as her world was racked with machine gun spurts of pure pleasure. "Ooo... omgod, omgd," even the words didn't work anymore as the two lovers lost themselves in each other and the moment. Then, with a veritable explosion, Marybeth hydrauliced a tidal wave of baby makers into the inner depths of her sister's fertile belly. Cynthia overcome by orgasmic overload passed out. Marybeth dreamed, on the edge of consciousness, "It's great to be a man." Zack is made a woman. Zack had barely time to catch his breath and have a drink of brandy for courage after Marybeth left before Ted came into the house. Ted, a sometimes bodybuilder and full time fitness coach, had a glint in his eye as he said, "What ya doing babe. Give me some honey!" Pulled by the hand, Zack found himself being French kissed by this man, his buddy and neighbor, and it felt good. Zack felt himself taken and used, and he knew deep down, he liked it. Was it true? Was he as Marybeth eluded too, just a fairy fag? Or was he a soul in a woman's body doing what it was meant to. Was he a homosexual or a woman? As the kiss lingered, Zack felt Marybeth's heart pounding in his chest, as he was aware of the odor of sweat, old aftershave and manly scents he had never known of the lover who had hungrily kissed him. Real men don't have tits like these mused Zack as the woman stood momentarily frozen. "Ok girly, I gotta hit the head. Give me a minute and we can hit the Sizzler," Ted said, as he released his apparent wife. Ted went into the bathroom and closed the door, as Zack looked around and found Marybeth's purse. He opened it, and looked inside and found a lipstick and some blush. He went over to the hall mirror and looked at himself clearly. God he was lovely. With an unfamiliarly hand, he took out the lipstick and with a careful motion, he applied a generous amount of lip gloss on his now dark red lips. It felt weird to do that, but the woman in the mirror just looked more beautiful. Zack then took out a comb and ran it through his long light blond hair. Finally, Zack felt his new breasts. They stood out from his chest, no hint of sag, while the brassiere he wore made them look positively huge. Somehow he was comforted by the fact his breasts fit snugly into the amazing pushup bra and the mirror's image Zack saw looked like a old time movie star. Could he have ever been a man, was it all a queer dream? Ted came out of the bathroom. It had been a rough day. He had a number of high profile clients today and he hated having to put up with their crap. Sondra Moss, the local attorney, had wanted an hour with him and he had helped her. She had some of the biggest tits in the state She said they were natural, but he wasn't so sure. Stopping for a second, he looked over at his beautiful wife and stared, surely his wife had better tits than Sandra had and she always made him feel like a man. He wanted to take this beautiful woman right now more than anything else. Zack was looking in the mirror as he saw Marybeth's husband Ted come out of the toilet, His husband, this bodies husband. Zack said, "I'm ready to go when you are honey," the word honey kind of stuck in his mouth. This was his friend, his neighbor, not his lover. Zack moved toward the door, as he was about to open it, he was caught from behind and pushed to the wall nearest the bedroom. Ted felt Marybeth's large breasts as he kissed the long sleek neck that Zack wore. Ted was smooching Zack in all the right spots and Zack felt what had to be a raging hard on pressed into his butt and nether regions. What would Ted say if he knew the woman he was feeling up was a man? With a quick flip, Ted turned Zack around and soundly kissed him, all the while massaging and squeezing those beautiful his breasts. "Oh baby, I'm hungry all right, but now I want you." Woman I am going to fuck you within an inch of your life!" "Woman. I am his woman," Zack thought in a 'mantra'. The irony of all this I am a man and I have tits and a cunt and a man is going to mount me. He calls me woman and woman I shall be, I will please my man!" Zack kept telling himself that. Marybeth was not a small woman, yet Ted picked her up like a feather, and it was but a step to the edge of paradise as Zack found himself laid on his back on the bed. Ted was experienced. In his youth, he had prided himself on the ability to remove his clothes and that of his date in 30 seconds. Today, he beat that record. As if by magic, Zack found himself nude as a hormone enraged, salivating Ted eyed his beautiful wife charms. Spread eagle, exposed and vulnerable Zack knew he was about to be loved up! Never having been in this position before, Zack felt a chill right down into his nether regions. Marybeth's body was nearly driving him insane. Right now he wanted this man so much, who cared if he himself was really a man, the body he wore was all woman and Zack knew he was ready to be 100% woman. "What about a rubber darling?" Zack murmured with his scarlet-coated lips. Ted grinned. "Woman it's time you're a mother again." With a determined shove, he sank his huge hard cock right unto the hilt into Zack's innermost regions. Ted was huge and it took time for Marybeth's body to accommodate the huge manly member, but it did and Zack felt something that mere words could not describe , as Ted started an in and out motion. The new woman learning on the job, tensed and unclenched her vaginal muscles in sync to massage Ted's massive member. With an age-old motion, man and woman danced on the bed. Zack's womanly form was filled and emptied repeatedly. Ted marveled at the beauty of the woman under him while their bodies moved to a cliff, and let loose in a monster orgasm, a joint celebration of life that left each of them shaking and gasping for breath. Zack could feel Ted's massive member throbbing as it released a flood of baby makers deep inside him. Zack knew that that whoever wore Marybeth's body 9 months from now would be forever called a mother. The sisters, Cynthia and Marybeth lay naked, cuddling, as Zack's cock with Marybeth at the controls, relaxed inside her sister cunt until the front door suddenly flew open. Sheriff Beau John Baker entered his happy home just in time to witness, another man, atop his wife, on his very own couch, that same couch on which he watched the NFL and Smackdown on, blow a load into his loving wife. Big John goggled unbelieving, he must be dreaming. With a roar of an enraged Bull Elk, Beau moved to the lovers and ripped the man off the woman and flung him to the other side of the room, as if he were a rag doll. Marybeth had dated, and even fucked Beau before she married Ted, and knew she was dead unless she could find something to do. Standing tall and proud in the Hill County Sheriff uniform, Beau in a towering rage had hardly stopped to think what to do now. Cynthia lay cowering on the couch, in all of nature's glory while Marybeth lay on the floor knocked silly and naked as a jaybird. "'Beau he raped me, I couldn't help myself," was what a crying Cynthia sobbed. Marybeth with a ringing in her head cringed and collected her wits and tried to figure out a story that would save her life. Still dizzy a sly, odd smile passed over her face. Beau was still Beau. The naked man said, "Beau, I am so sorry I screwed you wife. I don't know what came over me. I will leave town and never tell anybody else. I will even give you a ring that is worth 10,000 dollars, it's in my coat pocket." Beau looked around with a greedy grin and noticed a gray jacket a few feet from his now cowering wife. Beau thought, "I can always fuck up this guy after I get this ring." Marybeth lay still, as she watched the big man pick through the pockets of the coat and find a silver gold ring with red stones. "Why don't you try it on? I am sure it's big enough for you," said Zack, his face was lit up by a strange gleam. Marybeth watched with unmitigated glee as Beau took the ring, the one that matched its mate on her ring finger. Beau placed the ring on his finger; it was the work of a moment and a second of eternity till time moved again. From Cynthia's cowering point of view, her husband suddenly shook himself, moved fast, found some handcuff and spun a naked Zack onto his stomach and cuffed him and stretched. "Cynthia, put on some clothes. We have to take you to the hospital," said Marybeth, now in her sister's husband's body. She was now Beau, Sheriff of Hill County and it felt great. This day was certainly turning out the series winner, the superball. Marybeth laughed as she thought up that one. Today she had won the lottery, Beau was on the ground bleating and yelling bloody murder in Zack's naked frame demanding to know what in tarnation was going on. Marybeth gagged him. Cynthia had put on a dress, brushed her hair, and came outside to find her husband, Sheriff Beau, had trussed up Zack in the patrol car, nekked as a jay bird. "Darlin," Marybeth said with all the charm she could muster, as she made Beau's face beamed, "I'm going to lock this scuzball away for good. Nobody rapes my wife and I never liked a rapist. I will drop you by the hospital and they can do a rape kit on you. As a Southern man, I am going to avenge your womanhood!" Whistling Dixie, Marybeth put the Crown Vic patrol care in drive and floored it with blue lights flashing! After a quick stop at the hospital, Marybeth headed to the station with her prisoner. Beau was still screaming as he was dragged into the police station. It took only a minute, but Marybeth silenced the yelling man. Marybeth leaned over and kissed Beau, "Honey you were once my boyfriend when I was Marybeth. You beat and raped me. Honey, today is payback for you." With that, the speechless prisoner was knocked down and kicked a few times. "If you ever tell anybody any of this, I am going to make it my personal job to make sure they give you a lobotomy in the mental hospital they throw you in." Beau in Zack's body was booked for rape, resisting arrest, and vagrancy. Back at Marybeth and Ted's Ted was talking to the person he knew was his wife. "Come on my love, I am hungry and it's time for dinner. I am taking you to the Sizzler." It had been three hours since Ted had come home. Zack had been fucked, sucked and calf roped. Ted, a former State amateur rodeo champion, was always proud of his work. Three times Ted had given him a vaginal inspection with his tool and Zack felt truly a woman, as he had given a blowjob to his new husband. It was kinda icky, but he got the hang of it pretty quickly. Zack was tired and famished and just a bit bowlegged, and he wasn't going to turn down an offer of dinner. As a cook, Zack could boil water and grill a steak but that was about it. Marybeth's lovely body was ready for real food and Zack's female organs were swollen and sensitive. It was great being a woman, freshly fucked. Sitting down at the Sizzler was always a treat and Zack wondered how much he could really eat to keep his figure. Already Zack was starting to have second thoughts about having a baby. Coming back from the salad bar, he was surprised to find Cynthia and her husband Beau, the county Sheriff, had joined her husband at the table. Cynthia looked a little odd today but was hungrily eating steak, as Beau reached over and gave Marybeth a kiss and a wink, as Zack seated himself or was it herself now. "Sis, how you doing?" Ted interrupted, "Marybeth, you know Zack, our neighbor, he just raped Cynthia and Beau has him in jail for what he's done, rape and attempted murder." Zack didn't say a word and just stared. This) was too much. "Yes, he came over to our house and told me you were a drunk and needed help," said Cynthia. "When I wasn't looking, that animal tore my clothes off and raped me!" Cynthia couldn't stop until the whole sordid tale was told. Involuntarily, Zack let out a low groan. It took a few minutes for all this to sink in. Ted went to make a call and Cynthia went to the little girl's room. As Zack silently stared at his sirloin, he was startled when Beau, his brother-in-law, reached out and gave him that wink again, and took his hand. "Zack its strange how life works out. After I screwed Cynthia and Beau came in and found us, I thought my goose was cooked, but he was always a crooked bastard. I never told you, but he beat and raped me once in high school. Today I just got my payback. Now my options are to trade bodies with you and you become sheriff married to my sister or remain as Beau the sheriff. I want you to be the first to know I am going to be a faithful servant of the people and a good brother-in-law to you. Nobody is going to miss old Beau. He will get 30 years for the rape and he deserves it. With a smile on her beautiful face, Marybeth said, "It's wonderful when a plan works out, isn't it?" The new Marybeth's beautiful face was radiant, as she looked down at her own swelling bosom and over at her new handsome brother-in-law. "Let me be the first to welcome you to the family, brother Beau. Ted tells me I am going to be a mother for Easter." The new Beau just laughed and said, "I suspect that your sister will have the same thing to say, if I didn't get her today with you old equipment, I will tonight with Beau's big gun." The new Marybeth and the new Beau screamed in laughter until people at other table thought they were insane. As Zack went to bed that night with his new husband, he took time to tell him how much he loved him. Cynthia vowed never to fool around with other men and Marybeth made good her promised and used Beau's great big gun to nail her sister again until the sun came up in this happy valley. Well nine months passed as Cynthia and Beau became the parents of twin boys just in time for Easter. Not to be outdone Marybeth and Ted had triplets, two boys and a girl. As for the old Beau, the current Zack, well he got 12 years, but found time to seduce his lawyer. He now enjoys the conjugal visits in the State penitentiary of his new wife, Sandra Moss, the local attorney. And yes, the new Zack apologized to Marybeth for his bad behavior and wants to know if he can use the magic rings to trade places with his wife. Marybeth as the local Sheriff has been getting pretty damn tired of Sandra's legal antics and the new Zack promised to let him find out if Sandra's tits are for real, should he help him body swap. A slice off a cut loaf is never missed. Marybeth, now Beau, is no monk and only time will tell if that comes to pass, but if Beau agrees to become Sandra and become pregnant, well that might just work, as Marybeth is awfully fond of kids as long as she doesn't have to bear them. Does a guy deserve a second change to see life as a woman?