David pulled his car into his home's driveway and turned it
off. He sat back for a moment to reflect on the past six months. Since he first
contacted the agency about extracting revenge for his wife Jenifer's infidelities,
they had been very thorough in seeking out and transforming her and her female
lovers into various items and objects around the house. In a way, he regetted
that the six months were up but he figured that with the conditions of the contract,
Jennifer would be a lot less wild now than she used to be.
David entered his home and saw several women there waiting
for him, fully animated this time instead of posed as love dolls, pool toys,
or sculptures. Surprisingly, instead of looking incredibly angry as David expected,
they held looks of anticipation; Barb was actually smirking. David entered the
living room and saw the salesman who was engaged in a hushed conversation with
Jennifer. David wondered what the hell was going on when he saw a familiar figure
sitting on the couch. Trixie! Shit, Jennifer must have known about his little
fling he had with the buxom blonde sometime ago.
David saw Jennifer sign a form the salesman was holding and,
judging by the look on Trixie's face, figured Jennifer had directed her wrath
towards the unsuspecting woman. David wondered to himself just what object Trixie
would be turned into.
The salesman turned to him. "Ah, David, you have made my sales
record outstanding recently!" he said. "Now..."
Mary Beth interjected "By turning me into a damned cock cleaning
statue!" she shouted.
Candi yelled out "Or me a damned workout robot!"
Barbi shouted "Or turning me into a living pool toy! Do you
know I can't get the smell of chlorine out of my hair?"
David shrugged "Hey, if you all hadn't been screwing around
with my wife, that punishment wouldn't have happened," he sneered. Jennifer
bit her lip and said nothing. She had just regained control of her own restored
body and wasn't going to risk losing it again. Of all the transformed women,
she had stayed quiet.
Mr. Smith then stepped towards Trixie. "Yes, yet one little
detail left to take care of," he said. David edged closer to see what was going
to happen to her, but strangely started feeling a little flushed all of a sudden.
The salesman whirled around and David saw that the double-headed
snake cane was pointing at HIM! "You see, sir, your wife signed a contract similiar
to yours except you will be the only subject of it," he said plainly.
David tried to move forward or knock the cane out of the salesman's
hand, but found his body no longer responding to his thoughts. He toppled back
to the floor hands drawing straight to his sides and legs parted in a wide V,
where they stayed. He had been changed into a male blowup doll.
Mr. Smith then hobbled over to Jennifer ."Now then, young
lady, you've ordered the deluxe 6-month transform where you can change your
husband's form into several different shapes on a week-to-week basis." David
cringed mentally as he knew his wife would come up with all kinds of nasty ideas,
no doubt.
The salesman then turned to the other women who were
now grinning from ear to ear. "Now then, ladies, do you remember what I told
you when you were all transformed about mentioning your forms or experience
ever again - to anyone - and what the consequences would be? Sorry to
say, you seem to have forgotten!" he said as the cane again glowed brightly.
The women screamed and shrieked as their bodies twitched
and contorted into the frozen forms they had been in for the last 6 months,
and which they would now retain permanently. When things had settled down, the
only moving people left in the room were Trixie, Jennifer, and the salesman.
Surrounding them were two blow-up dolls, a kneeling latex statue, and a deactivated
robot.
The salesman turned to the shocked women and held up his hand.
"Now, before you get too emotional, I'll assure you that contrary to what I
said before, the forms these three have returned to will NOT be permanent, but
they don't have to know that. See, my sales figures on this series of transactions
has been so outstanding that I've cancelled the penalty clause regarding permanency.
For now."
"Oh,
thank goodness," Jennifer said. "I don't know what to say."
"They'll return to their original human forms after another
six months, having no memory of what has happened before, other than a subconscious
desire from time to time to assume the poses or positions they are in now. However,
I suggest you don't say anything to them about this past year. Now I must take
my leave, ladies; I have another client to attend to. Good day!" he said as
he limped softly out the door.
Trixie and Jennifer picked up the inert figure of David
and shoved him into a hall closet for now. In his case, not being used
was what he was going to get as his punishment. Jennifer then winked slyly at
her friend "Let's have some fun, shall we?" she said, handing the remote control
to her two-timing lover as they sauntered off towards the bedroom, Jennifer
clutching a new "toy" to play with and Candi following mechanically behind.
The salesman climbed into a modest sized car, which
seemed to be changing its look and type by the second. He pulled out a modest
sized clipboard and looked at it quickly "Next stop,the soft drink store owner,"
he muttered to himself. Starting the engine, he reached over to momentarily
caress the amazingly realistic hula doll that swayed seductively on the dashboard
before driving away.
Author's
note: This concludes this particular story involving the salesman. I plan
on a few more stories that revolve around this character,
so please feel free to send me your suggestions and such concerning his future
activities.