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A mother and son caught the Role Exchanger's attention. Jayne Grier was
a woman in her early forties. She was fighting a constant battle with
time and her own genes. She had always been heavy but it had gotten worse
as middle aged approached. Still she fought it as best she could. Since
dieting hadn't helped she fought it with clothing.
Terry was Jayne's son and at fifteen he could eat anything he wanted
without gaining much weight. To be honest, both Jayne and Terry weighed
pretty much the same thing, about 170 pounds. Except that Jayne was 5'1"
and Terry was close to six feet tall.
Like many women, most of Jayne's weight deposited itself in her lower
body. Her waist wasn't too bad, but her hips and thighs were mountainous
giving her a classic pear shape. To combat this, she wore a knee length
skirt which drew the attention of passers by away from her waist and down
to her lower legs. She also wore a U-neck top that extended to just
above her thighs whose design highlighted her ample C-cup cleavage.
Terry simply wore a t-shirt with a Yankee logo and some jeans.
Jayne's husband George was checking them into a fancy hotel and Jayne and
Terry were waiting for him in the lobby. The Role Exchanger swapped the
boy and his mother's clothing and fashion sense. Terry was now wearing
his mom's top and skirt and was carrying her purse. Jayne was wearing
his t-shirt and jeans. Inside the pocket of Jayne's jeans were her
wallet containing her ID and credit cards. In another pocket she also
carried her keys. The Role Exchanger didn't even wait to see what
happened.
Jayne and Terry sat down. Jayne took the needlepoint she was working on
out of a plastic grocery bag she was carrying and started knitting.
Despite not wearing a skirt, Jayne sat with her knees crossed in her
usual feminine fashion. Terry took his PSP out of his purse and started
playing. His knees were farther apart than Jayne's would be in the skirt
he was wearing, but the construction of the skirt kept his knees closer
together than they usually were when he sat.
After waiting a while, Terry found that he needed to go to take a piss.
Jayne's clothing weighed heavily on his bladder. Jayne told Terry that
she would wait for him here. Terry got up, replaced the PSP into his
purse grabbed it and walked to the men's room in his strappy sandals with
a short one and a half inch heel.
Jayne continued knitting while he was gone. Many people saw her sitting
there in her jeans and t-shirt but no one thought anything of it.
Although they might have if she stood up and people saw that her full
breasts weren't supported by a bra.
Once inside Terry had to take a stall. If he was wearing jeans, which he
sometimes did he could just unzip, guide his penis over his panties and
relieve himself. But they were on vacation in a classy place and so he
was dressed up. He really had to go, but doing so wasn't as easy anymore.
The way he was dressed, he also couldn't just pull up his skirt and pull
down his panties and sit down. That was harder than the zipper thing,
but he couldn't do that either. What he had to do was remove his U-necked
top. He did so and hung it on the hook on the stall door which also held
his purse. This exposed both his bra and his body slimmer. The body
slimmer was his favorite and most hated piece of lingerie that he wore.
It made going to the bathroom so difficult sometimes and it was very
tight. But it gave his body a sleek smooth line from his bra to his hips
without showing his love handles or giving him a muffin top effect. His
bra huge loosely on his undeveloped chest. Next he had to pull down his
skirt. He couldn't get access to the bottom of the slimmer if he didn't
pull down his skirt first.
He unfastened the button on the side of his skirt and then pulled down
the side zipper underneath. He pulled the skirt down to just above his
knees. Next he pulled his arms through the straps of the slimmer and
lowered it down his body. As he pulled it down, it peeled off like a
second skin. It was tight, it was supposed to be or it wouldn't have
done any good.
He wished that the slimmer had a button hook and eye closure, but it had
a cotton gusset instead. It was designed to be worn without panties. The
only problem was that he also had trouble with his thighs and so he had
to wear control top pantyhose, which he pulled down next. He also wore a
pair of cotton panties. Technically he didn't need them, but everything
else was so tight on him, he liked to wear something soft next to his
more delicate regions. The panties came down too. Inside the gusset of
the panties he had a maxipad which he ignored for the moment.
He was ready to pee now. Good thing, he was really in a hurry He sat
down and realized that with all the clothes that had gathered at his
knees he couldn't spread his legs apart far enough to get his penis
through to pee. Since he was at a stall in a fancy hotel he didn't want
to pee standing up. He hated when the seats of the toilets had pee on
them. So he pulled all of his clothing down passed his knees to around
his ankles. He then spread his legs apart, pointed his penis down through
his legs and relieved his bladder just in time. A sigh of relief escaped
his lips as his bladder emptied. During this time, a man had entered one
of the other stalls to take a dump. Terry didn't think anything of it
though.
He then started to redress. He started with his panties. Looking at them,
he saw a stain on the maxipad. The stain wasn't too bad, but it was such
a bother to get out of his clothes to get at it, he decided to change it
now. He stood up with all of his clothes (except his bra) gathered at
his ankles and took two small steps to reach his top and purse. He then
took the top off the hook, grabbed his purse and put the top back and sat
down. He then fished in his purse for a clean maxipad. Finding the pad
he then put his purse back on the hook on the stall's door. The pad came
in a wrapper. He then removed the pad from the wrapper and held it in
one hand. Next he reached into his panties which were hanging from his
knees and pulled out the used pad. He grabbed it carefully to keep the
menstral blood off his finger. He then wrapped up the used pad into the
casing of the new pad and then threw the pad and wrapper into the toilet.
He hoped it wouldn't cause the toilet to overflow. He didn't worry about
it too much, since he didn't ahve to clean it up. Besides it was the
hotel's fault for not having a place to dispose of his pads in the stall
itself. Then he pulled the backing of the new pad off and carefully
inserted it into the gusset of his panties.
Finally he was ready to start dressing. He stood up. He pulled his
panties the rest of the way up first. Then he pulled up his pantyhose.
He had to make sure the hose were perfectly smooth from his ankles to his
waist. This wasn't easy since his other clothes obscured his view. The
tightness of the hose minimized his penal bulge. He then had to pull up
his slimmer. It was tough because it was so tight, even though he didn't
have his mom's hips. (The role exchanger resized the clothes for both
Terry and his mom as part of the exchange) But he finally got it up and
put his arms through the thick straps. The slimmer made his penal bulge
even less noticeable than before. His clothing was starting to push on
his bladder again, but it was empty now. The next thing he did was pull
up his skirt. The skirt was sheer, but he didn't need a half-slip today.
He fastened the button on the side of the skirt and then pulled up the
zipper underneath. Then he took his top off the hook and slipped it
over his head. It came down to his lower hips. Grabbing his purse and
slinging it over his shoulder, he left the stall.
Behind him the toilet flushed itself. Next he went to the sink to wash
his hands and check himself in the mirror. He opened his purse to get
some lipstick. Inside his purse was everything he needed. It contained
his makeup, combs and other hair products, an emery board incase he
chipped a nail, his wallet containing his id and some money, his keys and
his PSP. He freshened his makeup and then had to take a step back so he
could see his clothing to make sure there were no kinks, love handles or
unwanted bulges. Everything was perfect.
When he left the restroom, the man who arrived while Terry was in the
stall finished his business and left the stall. He saw a hint of Terry's
skirt as Terry left the room. He thought of going after Terry. But
decided against it. He thought it most have been a woman who made a
wrong turn.
When he got out, Jayne "What took so long?" she inquired. Thinking about
it for a second Terry replied, "Looking good takes time." His father
was finally done with the checking in process and joined his family.
Seeing them there he was too flabbergasted to say anything. But he would
have a long talk with his wife and their son when they got to the privacy
of the room.
On the way up to the room, the Role Exchanger found them again. This
time the Role Exchanger changed the position in the family of Terry and
George. Terry now considered himself the father of the family and George
was the teen son.
Once they got into the room, George told Terry, "What are you wearing?"
Terry's outfit was much more out of place than Jayne's.
Terry didn't think anything was out of place. He had just checked
himself in the mirror so he knew everything was fine. He assumed that
something must have gotten ripped or maybe he was trailing some toilet
tissue from the bathroom. He looked down and didn't see anything, "Why
what is wrong?"
"The way you are dressed. Why are you wearing Mom's clothing?"
"I'm not, what are you talking about?"
"You are wearing Mom's skirt!"
"This is my skirt, Mom doesn't wear skirts." Then looking at what Jayne
was wearing Terry said to Jayne. "We have just checked in, you have to
put on something nicer for dinner."
"What is wrong with what I am wearing?" Jayne said.
But George wasn't finished. "What Mom is wearing??? You are dressed
like a girl."
"A girl??? You stop this silliness right now!" Terry said while raising
his voice and taking a more commanding posture.
"You are dressed like a girl."
"I am not dressed like a girl," to Terry he had always worn these clothes
and there was nothing wrong with them. He thought the clothes he was
wearing were the proper clothing for him including the bra which served
no useful purpose since he didn't have any breasts to support. He
considered what he was wearing to be perfectly appropriate for himself,
although if he saw a boy wearing the same thing he would think it just as
odd as George did. "I have had enough of this young man. Your room is
over there, go and unpack." Terry's tone indicated he had had enough.
George knew that tone well and didn't dare cross it.
"But..."
"Go now, George," Terry said using all the authority he had as head of
the household. George retreated to do as he was told.
Once George has left the room Terry said to Jayne, "Can you believe that
boy? I don't know what got into him. The outfit is new, but...I just
don't know. What do you think?"
"It's a nice skirt set, I guess." Jayne said answering with the interest
of a fifteen-year-old boy.
Changing the subject from what Terry was wearing to what Jayne was
wearing Terry said, "This is a nice place, you have to put on something
nicer. How about a dress shirt and a pair of slacks?"
"But this is comfortable."
Terry opened the suitcase and looked through it finding what he was
looking for. He pulled out a pair of slacks with a matching shirt.
Terry knew they would be there, they were packed just for this occasion.
He handed the clothing to her.
"Oh, OK." Jayne got undressed and put on the offered clothing. Terry
also gave her some shoes and dress socks. It was understood that Jayne
couldn't wear sneakers and athletic socks.
Terry decided to wear a dress instead of the skirt set he was wearing.
It was a nice set but he wanted to get even dressier. He took a nice
black dress off the hanger. He also got a black half slip since the
skirt of the dress was a bit sheer. Since he didn't have to change out
of his slimmer putting on the dress and slip only took a couple of
minutes. He did have to readjust his makeup for an evening look which
did take over fifteen minutes. Terry also replaced the shoes he was
wearing. A pair of sling-back pumps with a two and a half inch heel was
more appropriate with the little black dress he wore. Terry considered
changing his pantyhose to one of a sheer black color, but decided that
nude was just fine for the occasion.
When Terry was finished with his makeup he saw George and Jayne waiting
for him. George looked very nice in his suit. Terry thought that Jayne
looked fine in her slacks and dress shirt. But she really didn't.
Without the support clothes that she used to wear she looked dumpy and
uneven. Her breasts hung low on her chest without a bra. Her stomach
extended over her belt. Her cellulite was unrestrained on her thighs and
she her rolls of back fat were clearly visible without her slimmer. It
wasn't a pleasing site. George knew that Jayne looked bad and that Terry
looked ridiculous, but he didn't dare say anything.
They left the room and walked down the hall towards the elevator. Jayne
and Terry were in front and George trailed behind. Jayne still walked
like a lady even though she was wearing men's dress shoes. Terry walked
mostly like a boy. The shifting of his weight because he was wearing
heels did give him a slight sway in his hips that was do to his shoe
choice not any conscience (or subconscience) effort to walk like a woman.
His purse swung loosely by his side and he held it by the strap in his
right hand.
They passed an odd site on the way to the elevator. A four year old boy
was pushing an adult woman in a large stroller. The woman looked
perfectly normal except that she was being conveyed in that manner.
Terry and Jayne looked at each other and shrugged but didn't say
anything.
In the lobby, people noticed them and some stared although most were
polite enough to avert their eyes when they saw Terry and family looking
their way. There were several swaps done by the Role Exchanger but none
were as obvious as Terry. Terry thought people were looking at Jayne.
Even though she was dressed nice, she wasn't as dressed up as Terry nor
George. George who was still wearing his suit.
The Role Exchanger made several changes. There were people who were
chain smoking that had never smoked before today. There were people
talking about sports or politics who hadn't an interest or knowledge of
the subjects before today. There were two couples one of two men and one
of two women who used to be mixed gender couples before today. There was
an exchange of height between a man and his date. There were other
exchanges too numerous to mention.
Since Terry and family hadn't known these people before he didn't know
anything strange had happened. To all these people it was Terry's family
that seemed strange, not realizing the changes in themselves. Only those
who worked at the restaurant knew that the host was really a waiter and a
waitress should have been the hostess seating them. Everyone at the
restaurant was professional enough not to mention the odd dress of Terry
and to a lesser extent Jayne.
Dinner was pleasant and the bill was charged to the room.
George was uncomfortable about his parent's attire, but he couldn't say
anything. He had made a fuss before and he knew not to say anything
again. The one time he was going to comment about the people staring at
them, Terry gave him a look and George silenced himself.
When dinner was done, George excused himself. He wanted to get away from
his oddly dressed parents and maybe find a cute girl. George had behaved
himself so Jayne and Terry didn't have a problem with him exploring the
hotel. They told him to be back at the room at 10. Jayne and Terry
didn't mind the alone time in a room at a five star hotel.
George went to the lobby to look for girls. He spied two sixteen-year-
old girls who were obviously friends. He wished he had a friend with him
to make them two couples. It would be easier with a wingman. He
followed them and looked for an opportunity to strike up a conversation.
But the girls were having none of it. They didn't like being hit on by a
creepy older man in his forties. George took the hint and left the girls
alone. It wasn't the first time he had struck out. He didn't know that
later the Role Exchanger had switched the ages of the two girls with an
elderly couple in their late sixties.
George struck out time after time. He might have gotten arrested or at
least talked to if the head of security hadn't had an encounter with the
Role Exchanger. The head of security was much more worried why he had
the penis of a two year old than to worry about any of the strange
happening at the hotel.
Eventually George returned to the room. He found Jayne and Terry in bed
together. Jayne was wearing a pair of blue pajamas and Terry was wearing
a nightgown. They were watching TV when he came in. Jayne asked him how
it went. "Fine" was all that he said before retiring to his own room.
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