As Jeff did his best to ascend the front porch steps on his new towering heels without tumbling onto his equally-new behind, he could see Susan rushing up from her seated position whilst looking more than a little surprised. "Mrs. Watalski...uhh...what are you...I mean...good morning!" Jeff heard Susan's pretty young female voice call to him as she stuttered. She fumbled with a cup of coffee she had been holding as she tried to get her composure.
Jeff found himself staring at her for a bit before he could manage an answer. As bizarre as his own situation was, he was having an even harder time wrapping his mind around the sight of the figure before him. Susan's pretty young female face smiled nervously at him with her long blond locks of hair framing it perfectly. He'd have been all to willing to admire her beauty on any other day, but the sight of that face on what had until very recently been his own body made him more than a little nauseous! His mid-forties male body looked fidgety and a tad paunchy as Susan seemed to be doing her best to look nonchalant and to suck in Jeff's former gut. Jeff immediately recognized his favorite set of "day-off" clothes; an old baseball jersey, a pair of baggy khakis, and his old dependable flip-flops. If he could have ignored Susan's pretty, nervous head, it would have been exactly as looking in a mirror. Jeff furrowed his brow and decided to dive into the conversation. He had to get that necklace!
"Uhhh...yes...Hello Suuu...uh...I mean Mr. Bakers...I hate to bother you but..." he fumbled with his words as he tried to come up with some plan of action on the fly.
Susan smiled broadly as she looked Jeff's new body over. Jeff could tell that she was drinking in the sight of the new him. Her eyes ran up him from his cute new toes poking out of the purple heels on his feet up to the soft, smooth shoulders his head now rested on. She seemed to be trying to do so without his notice, but Jeff knew exactly what she was doing. "Jesus...am I this obvious when I stare at her?!?!" Jeff wondered to himself.
"Please...call me Jeff" Susan beamed, "we are neighbors after all, might as well be neighborly!"
Jeff did his best to smile back as he glanced over his own misplaced body. Jeff couldn't help but notice his former khaki's tenting around his own former crotch. "Great...she's getting hard..." he mentally grimaced. "Thank you...Jeff..." he managed to answer as he looked at the necklace below Susan's head. He had to get that damned thing!
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