This choice: Nick Tyler, 19 years old, heading on college break • Go Back... Nikki Kaylee Scott beamed as she approached the Mayor and her wife. "Nicole! How nice to see you again!" declared Esmeralda, offering her hand. Nikki shook her before pulling both tiny women into a hug. "It's nice to see you too, Mayor Vicario. And you, Ms Vicario! I have news, Sylvia Mary Mathews Burwell has been chosen to succeed John Kerry as Secretary of State. Once Obama's term ends, Vice President Hillary Clinton is certain to win!" declared Nikki. Esmeralda beamed. "That is good news, Nicole! And as I have said before, I am Esmeralda and she is Miko!" responded Esmeralda. "Tell us how you became a superior being!" requested Miko. Nikki blushed and nodded. "Okay, but from third person perspective only. It's a little embarrassing to talk about my past as a worthless inferior!" admitted Nikki.
Nick was excited to spend Spring Break in Cancun. The surf, the sun...the bikini clad babes. He was barely able to restrain himself from wolf whistling the sexy girls as they passed by. His eldest sister Sharon was bringing five of her closest friends with them. His sister opened their hotel room as he fell on the large King size bed. "Hey, lazy! Get up and unpack!" she responded. "Later, I am having a nap! Then I'll be ready to pick up babes!" he replied. "God, you are such a tryhard!" she retorted, unpacking her suitcase. She took out something and went to the bathroom. Nick just closed his eyes and entered slumber land. Strange dreams haunted him. That he looked like Jayma Mays from Glee and Heroes (http://i1207.photobucket.com/albums/bb48... ). His lips were pressed against a big chested girl who resembled Caity Loitz (http://media.dcentertainment.com/sites/d...).
The two had their hands inside each other's bottoms. "I love you, sexy girl!" the Arrow star girl stated. He awoke with a start. He looked around before remembering he was on Spring Break. Sharon hadn't come back, so he yawned, turning on the tv. After checking each channel and realising nothing was on, he reached into his suitcase to get some trunks to impress some babes with his abs and thighs. He opened it and gasped. This was a girl's suitcase. He turned to his sister's bed, noticing that it was definitely hers. He had picked up a girls' suitcase by mistake at the airport. He rifled through the clothes, looking for something, anything he could use to identify the owner. After a quick search, he identified that whoever she was, she didn't bring much. A tiny pink bikini, a yellow sundress, a pink shorts, denim jeans and a skimpy one piece swimsuit. "Whoever this belongs to, must be a really hottie!" he thought to himself. He starting blinking as he felt a little dizzy. "I think I need to clear my head!" he thought, heading to the bathroom. 15 minutes later, he put on towel and shook. "Wow, that's some towel!" he exclaimed, before gasping. "What the hell is wrong with my voice?" he thought. He looked into the mirror and screamed, dropping the towel.
Nick shook his head and checked again. He was a Jayma Mays look-alike, just like he had been in the dream. She paused to debate what to do. Her clothes were too big to wear. She reached for her boxers, but they fell off when she put them on. Annoyed, she decided to wear some of the girls' clothes. The girl had barely packed anything. She discounted the one piece, sundress and shorts. To her disgust, she decided to wear the extremely revealing bikini as bra and underwear. The top chaffed her nipples, making her gasp. "Damn, this feels freaky! Ah, this is hard!" she squealed, adjusting the top. "Why do girls wear these?" she asked as she tried to keep the bottoms on place, but they kept riding up. She managed to get into the very tight jeans, gasping as she zipped up. She felt the front of her bottoms move as she put on the sandals. The tank top cut off just below her chest. "Crap, I've got huge jugs! And I've got a wedgie! What the hell am I going to tell Sharon? She's not going to believe me! Ok, I've got to remain calm! I'm a chick now, I have no ID...." A ringing interrupted her discourse. She looked for the source of the ringing before realising it was in her back jean's pocket. She reached inside and picked up a smart phone.
"Hi?" "Skye, its Scott! I am waiting for you in the lobby! I can't wait to see you in that tiny bikini! See you, babe!" answered the voice. The voice hung up before Nick could answer. "Oh man! What am I going to do?" squealed Nick. "Okay, I need to make a decision! I can't stay here because Sharon won't realise I'm me! I can't go to her friends for the same reasons and this girl Skye has no ID! I guess I have to go meet that guy! Oh man, that's going to suck so hard! And I must be going nuts, because I'm talking to myself!" Nick cried. Nevertheless she got up, put the sundress, one piece and shorts back into Skye's suitcase. She wished she had some way to convince Sharon or at least let her know anything, but there was no paper for her to write anything down. So with a heavy heart, she left her male clothes behind and made her way to the lobby.
The wolf whistles and cat calls that followed her, made her mad. But she didn't dare do anything, lest she wind up before a police station. And she would be unable to explain anything. Worse, she didn't know if she was strong enough to do anything more than walk away. She hated feeling so helpless. She finally reached the lobby, where a tall, muscular guy called her over. He looked about 21 and he could be a footballer based on his size. Nick restrained the terror in her new body as she approached the guy called Scott. "Skye, you look so hot!" declared Scott, running over to give her a hug. Nick forced herself from recoiling, after all she needed Scott's help. "So, how about we go to a restaurant, my treat? After we can enjoy our room, together!" he whispered, taking her suitcase in his hand. Nick thought she might be sick, so she nodded in reply. The resort's local restaurant wasn't far from the lobby and Scott insisted on having his arm around Nick's waist the whole time. It was weird, not least because Scott had very soft hands for such a big guy. After what felt like an eternity, Scott helped her into her chair, beaming at her the whole time. "God, you're beautiful, I can't wait till we are in our room together!" he declared. Nick thought she could wait forever for such a moment.
"So Skye, what would you like to order? I am leaning towards the vegetarian quiche with string beans, carrots and cauliflower a la vinaigrette!" enquired Scott. All Nick could think about was extending this as long as possible, so she took her time going through the menu. Scott took her left hand, stroking and caressing it. Nick began to feel weird, Scott had such soft, effeminate hands. She felt herself start to get excited. She forced herself to remember that Scott was a guy not a girl. "Do you remember when we first met? It was the first week of college and I dropped my books everywhere! I felt like such an idiot, but you were there to help me out! I can't believe it took me so long to ask you out! And today is our one year anniversary! I want to make it special, so I got this for you!" he declared, taking something out of his pocket. Nick stiffened, terrified it was going to be a ring, but it was a long box. Half surprised at how it fit in Scott's pocket, Nick opened it to see a diamond bracelet. It looked very expensive and all Nick could stammer was "Thanks!" "Let me put it on you!" requested Scott. Nick could only nod as Scott attached it to her wrist. It fit perfectly and Nick felt her face redden. "Oh, you are so wonderful, babe!" exclaimed Scott. Nick blushed harder, angry at why he was acting this way. Eventually she decided on the same as Scott. Nick was surprised to learn that Scott liked all the things Nick did: Arrow, Marvel movies, tennis, basketball, soccer and that he had completed a degree in arts.
He talked a lot about his work as a cosmetician, saying that he could never have taken that job without Skye's assistance. Nick couldn't help but wonder whether Skye was trapped in his body or not. "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could help me?" asked a familiar voice behind Nick. Nick spun around to see a worried Sharon, her friend Hayley's arms wrapped around her waist. "Yes, Miss?" replied Scott. "Have you seen my little brother Nick? He sort of vanished, taking his suitcase with him!" she cried. "Nick Tyler? Yeah, I saw him. He was with a friend of mine, Louise! Apparently he was going to spend the night with her. He had a green suitcase with him. I can't remember the room though!" admitted Scott. Nick's eyes widened at that. Skye did have his body and she was using it to hook up with some girl! "What's her last name?" asked Sharon. "Scott, I believe. Louise Scott!" he answered. "Thank you, sir! Come on, Hayley! Let's find my jerk baby brother and chew out that drop kick!" she declared, angrily. "That Nick is such a bad kid! Imagine putting his sister through that!" stated Scott as he watched Sharon and Hayley leave. Nick forced herself not to respond. After all, Scott didn't know that Nick was not Skye, but the bad kid he mentioned. "He is so lucky, I covered for him!" added Scott. "What do you mean?" asked Nick. "I saw him and Louise in the lobby. They were headed to Louise's room. Obviously I know what room that is! I just figured I would let the kid get laid! He looked like he needed it!" grinned Scott.
Nick felt his temper rise. Scott was mocking him and he had no right to act like such a jackass! Nick was about to let him have it when their food arrived. "Dig n, sweetheart!" beamed Scott. Nick forced herself to calm down and tasted the food. For rabbit food, it was tasty. It wasn't long before he and Scott had finished their meal. "So babe, shall we celebrate our first year anniversary now?" posed Scott, grinning wolfishly. Nick began to panic before replying...
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