The date- now, the place- a south pacific island.
A small twin engined seaplane is spotted in the sky by a tiny man who is on watch for the arrival of guests. He runs down the stairs of the tower he is standing in screaming, "the plane boss'' "the plane." He is dressed in a white tuxedo with shiny white shoes. He stands about 4 foot and 8 inches tall and the name that was given to him at birth was Man-Drove. He serves a mysterious man who has been blessed with certain powers of persuasion and this man owns the tropical island that offers people a chance to live out their fantasies.
Little do the guest realize, but their fantasies will be played out in the clothes, roles, or bodies of the opposite sex. Man-Drove makes it to the bottom of the tower where he finds Mr. J waiting for him and they both enter a jeep and are driven to the dock where the plane is entering the islands lagoon.
As they arrive, Man-Drove and Mr. J step out of the jeep and are surrounded by the sights and sounds of what looks like a tropical celebration. There are beautiful belly dancers clothed in grass skirts and coconut bars, and a band of calypso
singers. A waiter walks over to Mr. J and Man-Drove and offers them a tray with a flute of champagne and a small glass of milk on it. Mr. J takes the flute and holds it up as he proclaims,"Smiles everyone." Then the music begins as the victims...er I mean guest are shown off the plane.
As the guest are spotted being offered tropical drinks and leis Mr. J and Man-Drove discuss what each person's fantasies will be.
Man-Drove tugs on Mr. J's jacket and asks him,"Hey boss who is that?" Mr. J swallows his champagne and begins his ritual of twisting the fantasy of each visitor. "Well Man-Drove that is Douglas, a high school sophomore who is secretly in love with his Aunt, his fantasy is to see what sex will be like with her."
Man-Drove smiles and giggles a bit," Wow that is pretty kinky right boss." Mr. J responds by saying," Oh yes, but I wonder what would happen if he were the Aunt?" " I mean not physically, but everyone else he knew back home treating him as if he were his Aunt, oh and what would happen if he had to dress like his Aunt?"
Man-Drove gulped down hard," Oh wow Boss you mean...." "Yes Man-Drove, that is exactly what I mean and that is all I am going to say about it." Mr. J admonished his tiny partner.
The next visitors were a man and woman. "Who are they boss?" Man-Drove asked as he quickly wanted to change the subject. "That my good friend is Mr. and Mrs. Wilson. He is John Wilson 38 and an even six foot tall, and his wife Lynda. She is 32 and as you can see she is very attractive." Mr J stated as he adjusted his tuxedo jacket. " There fantasy is to have a chance to really get to know each other. They felt an exotic vacation was in order. You see Man-Drove they have been having trouble in the bedroom and they feel this vacation will inject new energy into their love life."
"Oh how sweet, what a wonderful sentiment." Man-Drove smiled. " Oh they will get to know each other better," Mr. J stated," It will be because when they wake up tomorrow their heads will be on each others bodies." Mr. J touched his finger tips together and an evil smirk formed on his face.
" You see Man-Drove the key to understanding someone is to walk a mile in their shoes literally." "Even though they will notice the changes, they will slowly acquire each other's point of view, until he will act like she and vice- versa." Mr J was looking down on his small statured friend.
"Oh my, boss you really wouldn't do..." Man Grove felt a lump rising in his throat. " Shush Man-Drove, I control this island and I deem what can and can not be done in this realm." Mr. J beamed ominously.
"Welcome my Friends...to Tropical Island!! Bellowed Mr.J as he raised his glass and the other guest did the same.
Then a thick fog bank engulfed the island and then all was black