Dimensional Travel Snafu!

Randy inherited lots of money from her dead Husband- the schmuck- and control of his work.

He was working on a Dimensional Transporter and she was required to visit for the big test.

'In and out,' she thought, thinking about how hot she looked in her little red dress, 'I have dinner reservations.'

She's bored as the two men explain how it works.

She gets behind the shielding, while they go to the other side- also with shielding- to try out the device.

Unfortunately, a crack in the shielding on her side means that she is blasted with the strange energy and disappears in a flash!

She reappears in the same Lab, confused, but also unaware of what really happened.

"Did your stupid thing work," she asks, annoyed.

The two men are shocked by her words and candor!

"How dare you?!? Carl, get the gun!"
"Whoa whoa- calm down," Randy says, too late.

One of the men grabs a ray gun- looking right out of a sci-fi Film and points it at her.

"Bitches don't talk back. Bitches don't act up. Strip- now," the man commands.

Randy was transported, you see, to a World similar looking to ours, but quite different in one way.
Women have no rights. At all.

'What is happening?!? What do I do?!?'