Changing Room

The sound of the bed side alarm springing into action shocked Barry out of his peaceful slumber. He reached over and slammed the thing into submission. Barry turned and looked over at the woman lying next to him. She was so peaceful, *how could she always sleep through the damned alarm* thought Barry. Barry began thinking about the supple woman lying next to him. Last night had been so wonderful, she was so beautiful, Barry knew that Melissa was perfect. So why the hell had he married Jean!?

Barry knew why he was married to a woman he didn't love. She was rich. Living with Jean meant Barry would never want for anything again. Except Melissa. Jean was so weak, so cutesy. Barry leaned down and kissed his love on the lips. Melissa turned slightly in her sleep and wrapped her arms around Barry. Once again he lay down and snuggled with her.

Barry awoke some time later. *Shit* was the first thing he thought. He pulled himself from Melissa's embrace and began frantically pulling on clothes. He was going to be late for work, just what he needed. Once he had everything together he kissed Melissa again and went out to his car.

The work day was quite normal. He got an earful from his section head about being late but with an asshole like Quentin White as section head he always expected some complaint each morning. He didn't let it bother him and worked the day away.

Tomorrow was his and Jean's first anniversary. He would have to go out again tonight after work and get her a present. Barry decided to go home first, ask what she wanted and then go and get it for her. *Keep the bitch happy* he thought.

Jean eagerly kissed her husband as he arrived home from work. He had had to go to some business function last night and she was happy to see him.

"Hi honey," she said and she smothered her husband with a wife's love.

Barry said hello and then went upstairs to change. Jean followed close behind.

"What do you want for our anniversary Jeanie?" Barry asked. Jean began to think. She hadn't really thought about it until now. She watched as Barry removed his shirt and she admired his athletic figure.

"I know! I know," she shouted, "I want to be fit like you, that means going to the gym and that means that I want a new leotard. A green one."

Barry looked up at her halfway through removing his belt to take off his trousers. "You must be joking, there is no way that I'm going into a store to buy a leotard. I'd feel like an idiot."

"Pleeeeease," Jean said putting on a hurt puppy expression, "I really wa...." Jean stoped short. Barry had just removed his trousers and around his waist were a pair of frilly panties with the name "Melissa DeBois" written on the side. Jean felt a horrid sinking feeling. Barry had stopped moving too realising what had just happened. Jean's eyes begun to get watery and she ran from the room.

"Shit", Barry said out loud. He realised that he must have put on the wrong underwear in his rush this morning. Barry began to wonder what he would do now. Suddenly an idea struck. Maybe if he went out and got Jean what she wanted, she might forgive him, and he could make up some believable story then. Barry finished changing and went out to the nearest department store.

*I never realised that so many babes worked in these places* Barry thought to himself. He walked over to a counter in the clothing section. The girl behind the counter was beautiful. She had raven black hair that reached right down to her beautiful ass. Her breasts were the personification of perfect and she wore a tight fitting black dress.

"Can I help you sir?" the woman in black asked.

Barry went a bit red over what his next question would be and said quietly "I'd like to buy a green leotard for my wife."

The girl smiled and motioned for Barry to follow her. She led him into a changing room and then turned to face him.

"What are we doing in here?" Barry asked.

"This is the changing room sir," the woman said, "this is were people change into their clothes."

"Yes, bu.." Barry stopped. He felt a pain shoot through his body and slowly he began to shrink. He tried to move but he couldn't feel his arms or legs to do so.

The woman looked down at the pile of clothes were the man had been standing. She sifted through the pile and produced a green spandex leotard.

Barry could see what he was, although he wasn't sure quite how, he had no eyes. The woman held Barry at arms length and examined him. She gently rubbed the soft material around the crotch of the garment. Barry could feel his whole body, or.. whatever, light up with pleasure. The woman smiled, folded Barry up and put him into a small box.

Jean heard the doorbell ring. Barry hadn't come home last night and she had spent the whole night in her room crying. She slowly climbed off the bed, rubbed her sore eyes and then went to the door. She opened it to find a beautiful black haired girl carrying a box.

"Mrs Jean Paine, this is an anniversary present from your husband, Barry Paine".

Jean mustered the best smile she could then thanked the woman and took the box. She felt very strange about this woman, somehow attracted in a way she never had felt about anyone before. "Please come in and have a drink." she said.

The woman followed her through to the main room where they both sat down and Jean began to open the box.

Light shone into the box and the lid was lifted and Barry looked up to see his wife smiling happily as she saw the present she had asked for. Barry felt her lift him out of the box and then rub his soft material against her face. Once again, pleasure flew through his body. Jean quickly stood up and strangely, striped right in front of the black haired witch. She carefully stepped through into Barry and then slid him up her body. The sensation was amazing, Barry felt as though Jean had just climbed into his body and then the realisation hit him that that was exactly what she had done. She began to rub the material against her skin with her hands and begun to moan with pleasure.

The woman stood up and walked over to her. "Would you like to go to the Gym Mrs Paine," she said, "I know a great one right near here".

"The would be lovely," Jean responded, "and please, call me Jean."

Barry thought it was strange the way Jean was acting about this woman but soon they were in Jean's car on the way to the gym. Jean slowly rubbed her crotch and Barry at the same time giving both of them a pleasurable wave.

The woman lead Jean, still clad in Barry into the gym and signed them both up for an aerobics class. They sat down and waited for the class to begin. Slowly the woman leant over to Jean and kissed her softly on the lips. This action caught a few glares from other patrons and Barry was horrified. Barry knew that Jean wasn't like this.

Before Barry had the chance to consider the action further, a gym instructor came out and told all the ladies waiting around that the class was ready to begin.

Now, Barry had felt a nice pleasure when Jean had first stepped into him and he felt waves of pleasure pass over his spandex body as she walked around in him. But all that was nothing compared to the pleasure he received while she did aerobics. Each supple movement of her body would send pleasure straight to his "brain?" and he wanted so much to climax. But, without the proper equipment, that was impossible.

By the time the workout was finished, Barry was soaked in Jeans sweat. It made him slick and shiny. The woman towelled Jean down, rubbing a little excessively around Jeans groin and then the two (three including the sentient leotard) went back home.

When they got in Jean and the woman went straight to Jean's room. Jean lay back on the bed and the woman leaned down and begun to caress her clit through the soft material that was Barry. Barry could feel himself become moist again as Jean's juices began flowing. The woman reached over and put a hand on Jean's forehead and Jean fell off to sleep. Then the woman carefully removed Barry and carried him into the laundry.

Once again, the woman held the now soiled Barry at arms length. "I've changed things now," she said, "Jean was is no longer married to you, she never was. I have changed things so that I have been her lover for the last year and that you are my present to her. Barry Paine has never existed any more."

Barry was confused, *why* was all he could think.

"Let me tell you why, my lovely creation," with that, the woman's face changed and she became Melissa. "I first met Jean about nine months ago when she came shopping in the store. I fell in love with her straight away, she was so beautiful and cute. So I lured you away from her by posing as Melissa and then did this." The woman smiled, changing back into the raven bombshell she was before. "I suppose there could have been easier ways, but this was so much more fun and besides, I liked screwing you. And now, Jean has a beautiful green leotard to wear and maybe she'll let me wear it too. That would be nice. But first, we need to get all of that sweat and cum off of you."

The woman opened the washing machine and dropped Barry in. Barry looked up at the woman and mentally screamed *NO* as she closed the lid.

The End

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