The Best Laid Plans

by Wildstar

"Jerry!", a thin, shrill voice screech from the laundry room.

The man looked up from the game he was watching and shuddered.

What does that cold hearted battle ax want now, Jerry thinks to himself.

"Yes dear?", he says, in a tired voice, "what is it?"

"I need you go to the store and buy me some Diet coke.", she replies.

"But I just bought you some the other day.", he protests.

"You bought me Diet Pepsi, I wanted diet coke."

"But I saw you drink the pepsi."

"Tough. I want that diet coke and I want it now."

"But I'm watching the game. There's like 1/2 an hour left. Can't you wait til then. I told you how important it was for me to watch this. I did everything else you wanted this week. Do you think Wednesday night was fun for me? Why can't I have this one little thing?", he practically screams.

Suddenly, his wife emerges from the laundry room. Jerry thinks that she must be drinking more then Diet Cokes, as she's easily 300 pounds. As she approaches, Jerry cowers in fear and begins to wish that he had gone to buy the Diet Coke. She leans over til her face is about 2 inches from Jerry's and starts speaking.

"What's this. Are you saying no? You know what happens when you say no, don't you?", she says in a calm voice that only instills more fear in Jerry.

"Y...yes dear. I..I..I'll go right now.", Jerry replies, scrambling out of the couch and though the garage door, into his car and down the street, to the supermarket.

"Why don't I ever stick up for myself? She didn't use to be this way. When I married her, she was nice. But she's different now. I do everything she asks. I don't cheat...on...her?", Jerry says to himself, as he's about to pull into his driveway. Putting the car into reverse, he screams back down the street.

Plagued by doubt over what he is doing, Jerry drives downtown. Pulling over to the side of the road, he rolls down the window and sticks his head out.

"Hi there stranger. How'd you like to have a good time tonight?", a tall redhead said, in a voice that makes Jerry's penis stiffen.

"Sure get in.", Jerry replies, opening the passenger side door. The women walks over and get's in. Jerry speeds off.

Jerry pulls the car into a cheap motel. He parks it and goes into pay for a room. He nervously pays for the room. Taking the key from the guy behind the desk, he ignores the knowing look the guy gives him. He stumbles out the door, practically tripping over the doorstop. He rushes back to the car and hurriedly takes the women to the room. He fumbles with the keys, barely getting them in. He unlocks the door, and stepping inside, he shuts the door behind him. Suddenly there's a knock at the door. Jerry jumps about 10 feet and slowly opens the door. The women is standing on the stoop.

"Forget something?", she asks, smiling at him.

"Oh god. I'm sorry. come in", Jerry replies.

"first time?", she asks.

"Umm, well...."

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle.", the women says, smiling.

"No I mean I've had sex before, just never while I was married."

"You mean you haven't had sex with your wife?"

"Huh? Oh, no i meant that I haven't had sex with anyone but my wife."

"Umm, what do you usually do?"

"Well, you're the boss.", she replies, "most of my customers like to take their clothes off, but we can do what ever you like."

"Uh no, um taking our clothes off is fine."

"Do you want me to go first, sweetie?"

"Umm okay."

She proceeds to take off her clothes, much in the same way a stripper Jerry had seen at his bachelor's party had. God that was a long time ago, he thinks, nearly twenty years ago.

"Honey, it's your turn.", the women says, shaking Jerry out of his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh sorry. I was thinking of something.", Jerry says sheepishly.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Oh just thinking back to when I got married."

"Oh. Well are you going to get undressed or not?"

"Yes, of...of course.", Jerry replies as he takes his clothes off.

The women sits on the bed and beckons jerry to join her there. He complies and then lies down. She fondles his penis for awhile and it becomes slightly stiffer. She then eases his penis into her vagina, and starts moving up and down. He starts to feel his body reach the peak of sexual ecstasy. Just as he was about to, he blacked out.

"Oh my god that was good. I think I blacked out. That's never happened with Milly before.", Jerry says, wondering why his voice sounds different. Turning over, he finds himself looking into his own face.

"Holy shit.", Jerry screams, scrambling off the bed. He runs into the bathroom, and stares into the mirror. He is horrified to find that he has become the prostitute that he had just had sex with.

"No, no, no, no, no. Oh my god, what's happened. What am I going to do?", she shrieks. She runs back into the bedroom and starts shaking her former body.

"Wake up. Come on wake up.", she screams. Getting no response, she starts pounding on the inert body's chest. After five minutes, she gives up and collapses, crying.

"What am I going to do?", she sobs, "Now I have to go back to Milly and explain what happened. She'll never forgive me. My life will be miserable. I'll never live it down. And no one knows me."

Suddenly, a thought enters her mind. Maybe she wouldn't have to go back to what she was. Sure she'd have to start over again, but to be rid of that horrid women forever. It'd be worth it, just for that.

She get's dressed in the women's clothes, fumbling a bit with the bra.

"How do they put up with these things?", she asks. She gives up in utter frustration and tosses the bra away and puts her shirt on. She puts her panties and pants on and then slips the shoes on. She takes one step and promptly falls flat on her face.

"Geez, how do women walk in these things. I could've been killed.", she says, sitting up. She takes the shoes off and throws them across the room.

She then turns her attention to the body. It seems to be breathing, but nothing could wake it up. She dresses it as best she could, until she puts on the body's underwear. It's then that she's hit by her first orgasm. She stops, and sits down on the bed, shocked at what her body is doing. Despite her misgivings, she enjoys the experience. Returning to the body, she finishes dressing it. She then picks it up and, straining as hard as she can, she manages to drag it out to the car. She dumps the body in the back seat, takes the keys out of the pocket as well as the money she had in her wallet.

"No need for the credit cards or the driver's license. Oh, I had better see if this lady has one.", she says out loud, digging through the purse until she finds some id, "Marian Monarch. Hmm an interesting name. Guess I'm stuck with it."

She throws the purse on the front seat, and hops in the drivers seat. Turning the ignition, she speeds out of the motel parking lot and back to her house.

She pulls into the driveway and drags the body up to the front door. Unlocking it, she steps in and says, in as deep a voice as she can muster: "Milly, I'm home."

"JUerry? Is that you? Where the hell have you been? I've been waiting for hours.", the shrill voice she hates so much emanating from the kitchen.

"I had a bit of a accident.", her voice returning to normal.

"What happened to...your......voice.", Milly says, emerging from the kitchen.

"Hello Milly, I'm back."

"Jerry? Is that you."

"Indeed it is. Or rather, indeed this is.", she says, pushing the body in though the door.

It falls, landing with a rather sickening thud.

"Hmm oh well, not going to be needing that any longer. Just came to drop off the stiff.", Jerry says.

"Jerry, please don't go. At least have something to drink.", she pleads.

Jerry is about to accept when she sees a faint glimmer in her ex-wife's eyes

"Ahh my dear, thanks but no thanks. You won't trick me. You should have thought of that before you put me through ten longs years of abuse. I've had to put up with your constant berating of every single damn thing I've ever done. It was fucking hell. Now I have a chance to start over. I'm leaving you, you overweight bitch. This is goodbye, forever.", she replies, practically screaming at Milly.

"Wait Jerry, I need you."

"Sionara, bitch.", she says, turning on the ball of her right foot and walking out the door.

"Jerry, I'll get you for this. You'll pay for leaving me. You'll burn in the fires of Hell forever."

"Facing Satan for an eternity holds more far appeal then spending five more minutes with YOU!", she says, hopping back in the car and pulling out of the driveway.

She ignores Milly screaming after her, and soon leaves milly in the dust. She never looked back, expect to throw the diet coke out the window about a block down from her ex-wife's house.


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