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Subject: NEW TG: Miss-placed (7/?) by Stephanie



		     TG: Miss-placed (7/?)

	Late again. I don't know why I bother trying to keep to a 

schedule. Anyway, there are probably two more parts to this story after 
this one. I will do my best to try and get it out on the newsgroups 
in two weeks.

	You might have noticed the copyright spiel a little lower down.
I've had to add it as a little extra protection after what happened a 
few weeks back. Now, I don't mind if you put my stories up on your 
websites, in fact I positively encourage it, BUT only as long as you 
don't change the text or charge for it.

	Nostrumo wrote to me and told me of a site that had one of my 
stories up (totally uncredited) and was charging $4.00 a time to 
download. To put it mildly, I went ballistic. The website owner finally 
relented, after several very angry e-mails from me threatening to drag 
his reputation through the mud, and he removed my story. I fear this 
sort of thing is going to happen more and more as the web gets more 
commercial. So we're all going to have to keep a lookout for more 
sites trying the same thing.

	My website is at http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/2525.
There you'll find out a little about me and where my stories are
archived. If you are an author of TG stories and you would like to put
a similar page up on that site, let me know.

	This story is copyright 1997 by Stephanie. All rights 
reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long 
as the work is not altered or charged for.

	As always, this is an adult story and it should not be read if
you are under the age of eighteen.

		       Miss-placed Part Seven
			       by
			    Stephanie

	The sun was shining into the fake temple, allowing Julian his
first good look at where he and Martin had spent the night. Martin had
gone for an early morning scout through the town. Julian had said that
he was still tired and wanted to sleep in for a bit longer.

	In truth, Julian hadn't slept that much that night. He was still
trying to work out why he had made love to Martin the previous evening.
He tried to convince himself that it was something to do with the female
android body he was wearing. That had to be the reason. The only other
alternative he could think of was that he was turning gay and that
thought disturbed him.

	He sighed and twisted in the sleeping bag. As his bare nipples
rubbed against the fabric of the bag he was reminded of the caresses
they had received from Martin's tongue the previous night. This was no
good. He might as well get up and help Martin look for the entrance down
to the control center. Once there he could get back to his proper body
and he could forget about this rather odd incident. He just hoped he
wasn't around when Martin found out who Julian really was.

	Julian had just climbed out of the sleeping bag when Martin
returned. Julian's first reaction was to cover his nakedness with the
bag, but he realized that any attempt at modesty now was really a bit
pointless. Martin smiled as he walked towards Julian. "You are the most
wonderful woman I've ever met." he said.

	Despite himself, Julian was flattered by the comment. "This
isn't a copy of my real body, you know. I'm quite different in real
life."

	Martin embraced Julian and kissed him. "I don't care what you
really look like, it's what you're like on the inside that matters."

	"We should start looking for that entrance," Julian said,
changing the subject, "it has to be around here somewhere. Did you have
any luck?"

	"Not really, but I did some kind of clothes store." he lifted up
two white garments. "There's hundreds of these packed away in some sort
of storeroom." He handed one to Julian.

	It appeared to be a toga. Julian shrugged, "When in Rome..."
Julian pulled the soft fabric on and he had to agree it was an
improvement over the heavy dress he had been wearing for the past few
days. The hem of the toga barely covered his thighs and he decided to
put on his panties. As Julian dressed, Martin stripped and pulled on 
his own toga.

	Martin's toga differed from Julian's in that it only went over
one shoulder, leaving part of his chest bare. Julian thought Martin had
the body for that. His face felt hot with embarrassment as he realized
what he was thinking.

	"Shall we start looking, then?" he asked Martin.

	"I suppose so," Martin replied a little reluctantly. "I was
really starting to enjoy this vacation. Not quite what I had expected,
but fun. When we get out here, why don't we go to Hawaii? You ever been
there?"

	Julian laughed nervously, "no, I haven't."

	"I have this summer house in a quiet corner. It has a really
spectacular view."

	He has a summer house, thought Julian, in Hawaii? This guy was
either rich or he was trying really hard to impress Julian. Maybe both.

	They headed out into the half-completed town and began searching
for the entrance to the control center. The buildings were in varying
stages of completion and none had any furnishings in place yet. As they
searched, Julian and Martin found many signs of workmen in the town.
Tools and supplies had been left in many buildings.

	"Looks like they cleared out in a hurry," Martin said.

	"I wonder if they were moved out when the computer problems hit."
Julian replied. He was in a far calmer mood than he had been in since
this whole thing had started. He was starting to feel more comfortable
around Martin despite, or just maybe because, of their lovemaking the
night before. He also felt less constrained in the toga than he had in
the heavy dress. He liked the feeling of the warm morning wind on his
bare legs. Also, they hadn't seen anything of the Yul Brynner gunslinger
android since arriving in the Romanesque town. Maybe they had finally
given him the slip.

	Julian's good mood faded a little after two hours. He was
beginning to think there wasn't an entrance to the control center there
at all. "Perhaps we should split up, so we can search faster."

	"Do you think that's a good idea?" Martin replied.

	"I'm not suggesting we split up entirely. You do one side of the
street, I'll do the other."

	Martin was a little dubious, but he agreed. "Here, take this
with you. Just in case." He handed his gun to Julian and then
unshouldered his rifle for himself.

	They made better time that way, but still they uncovered no
trace of an entrance to the control center. Julian estimated they had
covered about half the town. He was making his way out of yet another
empty building when he saw a figure dart out of an alleyway. Julian
jumped back into the doorway. It was the gunslinger!

	Julian watched from his hiding place, his heart hammering. Yul
hadn't seen Julian, because he was facing the other way. The bald man
seemed to be watching one of the buildings intently. Julian wondered why
Yul was watching that particular building when Martin stepped out of it.

	Julian quickly brought his gun up, but he couldn't fire. If he
missed the gunslinger he could hit Martin. He had to do something! Yul
had the drop on Martin this time and he wouldn't miss. Julian aimed
above their heads and squeezed off a shot.

	Yul dived for cover at the sound of the gunshot. From the
doorway Julian was hiding in he couldn't see where Yul had gone. Martin
was still in the gunslinger's line of fire, however. He glanced
anxiously over at Julian, who mouthed the word 'run' at him. Julian
could see Martin didn't like the idea, but if he stood there a second
longer Yul would cut him down.

	To Julian's relief, Martin started running along the street and
then down a side alley. Yul jumped up and followed carefully, but
quickly. Julian scampered further into the house so Yul wouldn't see
him. He felt guilty at leaving Martin to fight him alone, but he was so
afraid of what Yul might do with him if he was caught. After several
long moments he poked his head out of the doorway. The street was empty.

	Cautiously, he edged out of the building. Several gunshots rang
out from a neighbouring street. Julian ran down to the other side of the
street. His breasts bounced wildly as he ran. He was beginning to regret
ditching his dress. He felt too exposed in just the toga. He cut between
two buildings and flinched as another gunshot ricocheted past the alley.
He steadied his nerves for a second and then leapt into the street.

	The fight was going against Martin. He was grappling with the 
gunslinger for Martin's rifle. Julian froze, he was still unable to get
anything like a clear shot. He was going to have to get a lot closer.

	Yul looked up. He saw Julian and grinned. Martin saw his
chance and redoubled his attempts to get the rifle away from the
gunslinger. Without warning, the rifle went off and the two 
protagonists staggered apart. Julian hoped for one wild second that Yul
had been the one hit. That hope was dashed when Martin's leg gave way
and he collapsed.

	Martin clutched his leg where he had been shot. There was no
pain, of course, but he couldn't move it. He lunged for the fallen gun
as best he could, but the black-clad gunman already had it. Martin
looked up at Yul, knowing he couldn't get away in time.

	"Time to say goodnight," the gunslinger told him. Yul swung the
rifle around and smashed the butt in his face.

	Julian watched in a state of total fear as Martin fell back,
unconscious. He watched the gunman turn and look at him. Yul laughed
and said, "You're looking better than ever, Julia."

	"Stay back!" Julian cried.

	"I've been looking forward to this moment for days. Now, come
over here and lets have some fun. Or it'll get very nasty for your
sheriff friend."

	Julian took a step backwards, shaking his head. Then he
remembered the gun in his hand. Quickly, he gripped the gun in both
hands and started firing wildly in Yul's general direction. He only
stopped when his gun clicked on a spent chamber.

	Yul was on the ground, but he was getting up! He dusted himself
off and tutted at Julian. "Now, that was silly. You're no cowboy. You're
a dancing girl. You were made to pleasure men like me. Come here!"

	There was no way that Julian was going to submit to Yul. Maybe
he could force the gunslinger to shoot him. Then the nightmare would be
over one way or the other. His first priority had to be to reload his
gun, though. Martin's extra ammunition would be back with his clothes in
the temple. He turned and ran. He knew that Yul could wound him with the
rifle at any moment, but he gambled that the gunslinger wouldn't want to
spoil the object of his desires.

	The gamble seemed to pay off. He reached the end of the street
without incident. He risked a quick glance behind him, but he failed to
catch sight of Yul. He had no time to worry where the gunslinger had
gone. Julian ran flat out back to the temple. The large building loomed
into view again as he raced back to it. He was nearly there when he saw
Yul step out into the street in front of him.

	Yul was laughing. "Where are you going in such a hurry, my dear?
he asked.

	This is a game to him, Julian realized. He turned and sprinted
up a side alley. Hopefully, he could lose the psychotic android and then
make his way back to the temple. Try as he might, though, he couldn't
shake Yul off. The gunslinger was never far behind. Julian's luck
finally ran out in a small alley. It was only after he ducked into it
that he realized it had no exit.

	Julian ran down to the dead end hoping to find a door or hiding
place. There was nothing. He had to get out of there before Yul turned
up. Julian turned around and stopped. At the entrance to the blind alley
stood the now horribly familiar form of the bald gunman. Seeing that
Julian was trapped with nowhere to go, Yul took his time.

	Julian's heart was hammering. Perhaps he could attack the
gunslinger at the last moment and get past. He dismissed the idea almost
instantly. His body wasn't designed for fighting and wasn't nearly
powerful enough. It had been made with something entirely different in
mind. He looked around desperately for some way out and he noticed a small
rectangular hole cut into the wall above him. It seemed very small, but
perhaps he could get through it. He gripped his gun between his teeth
and backed up to the far side of the alley. He took a second to steady
himself. Then he ran and jumped for the hole. He managed to grab the
lower lip of the hole and he started to haul himself in.

	As soon as Yul saw what Julian was doing, he broke into a run.
He wasn't quite quick enough though and Julian was able to clamber into
the enclosed space. The hole turned out to be one end of a small
passageway. Julian guessed that it was some form of maintenance tunnel.
It was very cramped and he barely fitted into the tunnel. At least it
meant Yul wouldn't be able to follow him.

	He couldn't go back, so Julian edged slowly forwards. There were
several intersections, but all of them were covered in heavy mesh grills
except the way ahead. Julian started to become afraid that he would get
stuck in the tunnel and that it would be days or even weeks before he was
found. Finally, the tunnel curved to the right and he could see daylight
ahead. Julian made his way to the exit as quickly as he could.

	He stuck his head out the exit and rested for a few moments to
get his breath back. He hadn't come out in another street, but in what
appeared to be a large, enclosed circular pit. He clambered out of the
tunnel and dropped, rather ungracefully, to the sandy floor. Julian
climbed to his feet and looked around him. Above the high wall that
surrounded the pit he could see rows of benches. This was some form of
colosseum. This would probably be used for guests to enact their
gladiatorial fantasies when this part of the theme park was opened.

	Julian straightened his toga and started looking for an exit.
There seemed to be only one break in the wall on the far side of the
colosseum. As he sprinted across to the gate he looked nervously about
for the gunslinger. Thankfully, he was nowhere to be seen.

	The gate opened into a dark room beyond and Julian stood in the
entrance while his eyes adjusted. As he moved into the room he started
to get a bad feeling. He moved quickly through to the far side where he
found a modern steel door. It was locked. Julian knew that without the
key there was no way he was going to get through it, yet it seemed the
only way out. He looked a little closer and saw the door had several
dents in it. What the hell had done that?

	Julian was still examining the door when he heard a loud
snorting sound coming from the corner of the room. Something was moving
there! He turned and ran back out into the arena. Looking back into the
room he could see something moving towards the light. Then the shape
walked into the arena and Julian gasped. It was eight foot tall at
least. It had a humanoid body that would have had a good chance of
winning a Mr Universe competition. What Julian was staring at, though,
was its head. Its head was that of a bull.

	"Oh my God!" Julian cried and backed away in fear.

	The minotaur cocked it's head and advanced.

	"No!" Julian shrieked, "stay back!"

	To his surprise the minotaur did stop. It made a grunting noise
in its throat. Some of Julian's fear receded as he wondered if the
mythological creature was trying to talk. Then it reached down and began
scratching the ground. Then, when it had finished it backed away. When
Julian didn't move, it pointed to where it had been standing.

	Keeping his eye on the minotaur, Julian edged over to where it
was pointing. He looked down in the dirt and saw that the minotaur had
written in it. It read: 'I'm Tony McCarthy' and then under that 'in
wrong body'.

	Julian looked up and smiled in relief. He had wondered and
fretted over Tony ever since he had got back to his hotel room in Dodge
City and found his friend's intended host android body as inert as the
one he was supposed to be in. "Tony? I was really worried about you. So
you ended up stuck in that body? The same sort of thing happened to me,
I'm Julian."

	The minotaur was visibly surprised at that. Then its body
started to shake and it emitted a snorting noise. Tony was laughing!

	"Stop that! It isn't funny!" Julian said crossly. "You have no
idea of what I've had to put up with." He looked around him at the high
wall. "Is that door in there the only way out?"

	Tony nodded slowly.

	"So, you've been here ever all this time. Good! Give me a boost
up the wall. Me and a friend are looking for the entrance to the control
center." They walked over to the wall. "The whole place has fallen
apart," Julian told Tony, "I told you it was a bad idea to come here,
but you knew better."

	At the wall, Tony easily lifted Julian into the air. On Tony's
shoulders, Julian found it easy to reach the top of the wall and haul
himself up. He heard Tony make that snorting-laughing noise and he
realized his friend was looking up his toga. He turned around on top of
the wall, "I should leave you here to rot!" he told the minotaur.

	Swearing softly to himself, Julian went over to the wooden
benches. They were solidly made, but weren't bolted down. With some
effort he managed to manoeuvre one over the edge of the wall. Using the
bench as a ladder, Tony began to carefully climb up. Julian looked on.
There was nothing he could really do to help. If the bench broke,
there was no way he'd be able to grab Tony. Though the bench cracked,
it held long enough for Tony to reach the top.

	"Okay," Julian told him. "Follow me, but be careful! There's a
Yul Brynner android out there looking for me."

	Tony grunted in obvious surprise.

	Julian groaned, "yeah, Yul Brynner. Look don't ask me to explain.
The story is too long and way too embarrassing."

	Tony flexed his muscles. Julian realized that his legs weren't
as thick as Tony's arms. "Just be careful, he has a gun. Now I have to
reload mine."

	Together, they carefully made their way through the deserted
town. Julian was partly relieved that they didn't see the gunslinger,
but he worried about Martin. Had Yul headed back to finish him off?

	They found the temple easily and soon Julian was running up the
steps to it. Tony's body wasn't built for speed and he lumbered after
Julian. The scene in the temple appeared as they had left it. The two
sleeping bags, Julian and Martin's Wild West clothes and the toolbag
Julian had taken from the white electric car they had found the day
before.

	Julian went over and started going through Martin's clothes, but
he couldn't find any ammunition. "Where the hell are all the bullets?"
he exclaimed in frustration.

	"Do you mean these?" came a rich and very familiar voice behind
him.

	Icy fear ran up Julian's spine as he turned. There was the Yul
Brynner android grinning wickedly. He had Martin's rifle trained on
Julian and Tony in one hand. In the other he held a handful of bullets.

	"Why can't you leave me alone?" Julian shouted at him.

	"Why would I do that?" the gunslinger replied. "You're such a
pretty thing."

	Without warning, Tony leapt at Yul. Julian knew that there was no
way his friend could reach Yul in time. The gunslinger swung his rifle
around and blasted Tony at point blank range in the chest. The gunshot
sounded particularly loud in the enclosed space. The minotaur lurched and
went down.

	Julian used the distraction to jump on the sleeping bags and go
through the toolbag. He hoped to find something heavy or sharp he could
use as a weapon. Everything seemed to be precision instruments, nothing
was of any use. Then his hand closed around one small tool that was very
familiar to him. He heard a laugh from behind him and he knew his time
was up.

	"Where do you keep finding these people to defend you?" the
gunslinger asked in an amused tone. "They're all gone now, though. Now
it's just you and me."

	Julian turned slowly onto his back clutching the toolbag. The
gunslinger undid his gunbelt and then he moved on top of Julian. "I've
been waiting for this moment for too long." Julian was too frightened to
move as Yul ripped the toolbag from his hands and threw it away.

	Yul ran one hand up under Julian's toga and began caressing his
thigh. Yul's touch made Julian's skin crawl. He knew that neither Tony
or Martin could help him now. Yul had easily overpowered them and now
him. Julian shivered in fear as he felt his panties being pulled down.

	The gunslinger leered and began undoing his pants. "You're mine
now, Julia. You might as well lie back and enjoy it."

To be continued...

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