Chapter #5No answers for you by: Nirro   The phone rings and rings, you're pacing across the room, huffing and puffing, each step is increasing in the power as you put more frustration into each one, the body of this woman, this body is certainly not doing what you want, it's like there's an underlying person inside of here with you. You hear the phone go to voice mail one last time, before you sigh, angrily you throw the cheap flip phone on to the bed.
"Looks like am going to stay couped up here all vacation long..."
You think, dejected you fall back on to the bed, the robe is tightly kepet around your body, but it does feel nice, it's both warm and properly vents your body. It's kind of shame too, since this was supposed to be your vacation here while you forget about work and life all together. "It's a shame too, who ever I am now is very alluring, pretty even." You tell yourself as you flip over, pushing the hair out of your face, it's longer than it looks, but it's pitch black, still it's amazing either way you think about. "Whoever this lady is, she's incredibly pretty." You once again say to your new body, it's true, she is a catch clearly beyond your capabilities, she's clearly younger too, college age maybe, the hair is clearly a natural color, her eyes are a very sharp green, with lips that just scream kiss me, the real selling point it's that she has makeup on, yet it's just as mouth watering. She's tanned well too, no lines of what she wears, or how she lays unevenly, she's a bit on the pale side, but her flesh has a very healthy glow to it. It's not hard to think about how to get out of here, but you begin to list off the ways you could get out of here, stealing clothes? Not a good idea, too many people and you're sure this would comeback to bite you, well her, who ever you are now. Seduction? You take a few poses in the mirror, trying to look sexy, it works, you are built for it, and your face clearly sends the message of "I want to have a single fling with you." But that means getting a guy with money to buy you clothes, worst case scenario you have a guy inside of you, which doesn't sound good. "Can I even get pregnant?" The thought passes through your head, the worst case in the world would be you having to bear another man's child, yet you being a man would definitely freak you out, it's not pretty, and you almost give up entirely on this though. "Maybe other women would help me?" You say as you think about the computer left at home, lesbians videos were on there end mass, after the divorce, depression, and, living through the suffering, you were so damn alone in life you had nothing to do but wish for anything, you got it in the worst way possible, but now? It doesn't sound too bad, but you're a man damn it! You can't just...... Seduce a woman like that! Even if you have someone else's body! It's wrong! "Am going to give myself a migraine...." You mutter, getting up as you open the mini fridge and take out a single bottle of scotch and large glass with a single large ice cube. Rubbing your head with practiced motions, you sit back down, legs spread wide like before you switched teams, still if only you were drinking with this woman, it would be hell of lot better than looking at her drink. "Sad part is I would literally pay just to have a girl like this pour me a few drinks....." The aroma of the liqour fills your nose, it's a cinnamon style of blend, it's warm and sweet, not your usual kind of drink, in fact you can distinctly recall a time when you would drink gin straight from the bottle, before you got married, you were single, successful, then all of this shit hit you at once, and fifteen years later, the best thing that's happened is you became this stranger, this gorgeous strange lady, who you look at, swirling the liqour glass with one hand, her neither regions perfectly exposed for you to see.
"How in the hell am I going to explain this one to the boss back home?" You mutter as you take another drink, you welcome the flavors and wash of hot cinnamon dancing on your tongue, it's oddly pleasing, especially as you lean into your reflection, with the eyes of beautiful in woman smiling at you, bravely you take another swig of the joyful beverage, then undo a little bit of the robe, letting it drape down your shoulders, to your elbows, the dark wavy hair covers an eye, yet somehow it's naturally falling into how this lady should look in your mind.
"Bold, seductive, stellar, everything a man like me could dream of having."
She just radiates confidence, or she looks like she does, except with you in control it's merely a fantasy. "Unless......" you pause, realizing the error of your ways, getting a full suit of clothes isn't the problem entirely, it's the fact you have a suitcase filled with clothes that isn't your's! It could be a close associate of your's or a mix up! Either way, there is a way out of all this! Maybe there is a way out of all this! There is. Clear way to get out of this body! And back to your own flesh!
"All I have to do is claim there was a mix-up with my luggage and my ID and passport are in the bags that got mixed up!"
It's so simple! You smile as you think around the issue, taking another swig of this amazing liqour, you decide to call the office for help, or maybe they can at least help you get something to wear. As you dial the office number then sit back in the chair, you smile at how devilish this is going to be!
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"Are you certain that this man won't mind you staying here?" Says the gruff security guard as you flawlessly straighten out the long dress you're wearing.
"Of course, we are co-workers." You tell the guard as he watches your fiddle with the dress, he's been staring at you the entire duration of the inquiry, he along with a young lady and two other young men have been helping you with the whole problem, of course you have the medallion wrapped around your neck with the leather necklace holding just above your cleavage, which is certainly the best view of it you've had in years! " I doubt he won't mind, after all we were on vacation and he was planning on mingling with other ladies here." You tell them. "You're not dating each other?" The young lady asks, almost looking flabbergasted by the answer you gave. "I can't imagine that's good for either of you."
The guard says, looking at you again. "No, we're co-workers, it's just he got a call from his lawyers about his wife finally letting him see his kids, I can't blame him for going to see them." It's a very real sob story you tell people, but it actually works! They eat it up like a dog on a bone. "He has my condolences." The guard says as you now have a few articles of clothing, a mix matched set with a nice set of bras and panties, even yoga pants and sports tops are taken by you. They let you take a set of suitcases as well, it's all become a little too much, but you are pretty, so very pretty. "I wish he was here, but I can't get that man to not worry about his kids." You finish as the room breathes a sigh of relief at the issue of your making being resolved. "Now then, is there anything else I need to sign off on or do?" You ask gingerly, as the guard goes over the paperwork. "Nothing ma'am, you're in free to go and enjoy yourself." He says, leading the way out of the security office and opening the door for you as he goes. "Thanks for all the help!" You say giving the group a wink and a cute wave of your hand, then you're off in the crowd, with a stylishly large pair of sunglasses, beach hat, a yellow dress and heels. The sound of your vacation, just doesn't sound so bad, but maybe it doesn't have to end at being the old you.
"Stella Rivers." You speak out to the world, the lipstick on your lips still fresh and done just right, like it was natural. "Stella Rivers, is on her vacation...." You say again as you see a clothing shop bustling with customers. In a strange sense of knowing what to grab and wear, you email your bank to let them know you're about to spend a good amount of money on vacation, and within minutes it's all approved, and soon "Stella" will be relaxing.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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