Lay low for a while

The group moves back into their regular positions, assuming the postures they had before; a strong, convicted, presence that doesn't suit the women they are now. Especially the youngest, who just starts curling a weighted price of metal, that looks like an iron. Vincent isn't looking satisfied, just sort of bored. Rosemary is just dancing in the mirror, celebrating her new and perfect body. Max is trying to his, her new thick, long, beautiful hair into a ponytail, while doc fumbles with pen.

"The hell Doc? You drag us up here to do nothing, but spread our legs?" Vincent asks, switching his arm for curling. "It's like I'm a kid trying to get into heavy weights for the first time...." He says trailing off and shaking her right arm.

"Don't stress your body out, we might not be able to impersonate the family, so we need to learn to as much about them as we can before anything, which is why I'm examining this pen." Doc tells Vincent, as the pen in his hands makes a clicking sound and chirps, with flashes on the button.

"Don't break it! I don't want to get stuck as this bitch! I got shit to do unlike the rest of you fuckers!" Max says as the pens flashes lights.

"Relax, I believe there's more to this device than I thought, Rosemary? Can you come over here for a moment?" The Doctor asks sweetly. Rosemary, just prances around the room, as she goes to him seductively showing off her body, even though it's clad in a maid's uniform, some thing about it makes her highly desired, unlike the previous occupant of the skin.

"Easy guys, and girl. We need to not raise suspicions. I may the top bitch of the house, but one wrong move and we all can sent back to the slammer, or worse." You tell them, having crossed your arms, instead of giving you an imposing look, it just made you feel awkard, boobs are something you have to get used to.

"Just zap anybody who starts to think we're acting weird. They're maids, not fucking detectives, what are they gonna do? Investigate us? We are the ladies running the joint! All we got to do is fire them, easy." Max says, somehow having gotten his new hair pulled back. "Look, me and my brother used to do it all the time, just butter them up, them drop them off in the middle of no where, plus we can get away with it now, nobody's gonna think ladies like this are killing people."

"True, we are all ladies now, however Max, there is a need for us to actually be careful, especially with this curious device, because what's worse? Prison time, or federal time?" Doc cuts in, having the pen now make a new sound, which pleases him.

"You fucking with me? Fed shit is always worse, look what happened to my brother, he's fucked. Ain't no time like prison time, but ain't no one gonna remember ya if you go federal." He says looking down and dejected. "So what? We just change our tune and become these stuck up prissy bitches?"

"No, not entirely, WE, my good man, er woman, have a very unique opportunity, I for one, don't plan on going back to the little cell I lived in for so long, but I think, if am correct in my deductions, Rosemary? Don't move." The Doc, with a warning, shoots the maid, Rosemary, just falls on the spot, twitching and almost screaming, she clutches her head tightly, breathing crazily.

"JESUS WHAT THE FUCK!" Vincent says taking a stand, he takes the iron look thing and gets ready to bash the Doctor.

"Doc? What the hell?" You say, standing over him as he watches Rosemary curled on the floor. "I know the damn slut is a huge pain to deal with, but don't kill the maid." You say moving behind him, pulling a letter opening knife.

"Relax Gus, I wouldn't dream of opening up and slicing my comrades, patients are much more preferable, and easier to gather." He says as a matter fact, like it's just another day for him. "Now then, Rosemary? How are you feeling? Are you really Rosemary?" He asks, he glaces around, finding a pen and paper and begins writing. Rosemary, now recovered from her surprise attack is now glancing around the room, blinking and almost shaking, she stands up, but not with her normal sultry moves. She has grace, finesse, she moves like the maid did. She walks up to the mirror and simply begins to attend to her appearance.

"Yo, prison slut, you all right?" Vincent asks, poking at her with lump of steel.

"Undoubtedly Miss Cordelia!" She says with a perfectly clean voice, none of that dirty lower speak like you, and it's said only by the Doctor.

"I had a hunch that this was possible!" He says having written down a majority of the scene on the pad, he clicks the pen and stands proud. "Gentlemen, I have deducted that this "pen" is more than your average device. As such if we get caught with something like this, there is no coming back for us, whoever, of whatever made this thing, will want it back, and, I suggest we use it as much as possible to remain as free as possible." He speaks, calmly looking over the room, like it's his last time, then again, you remember that he was an alley doctor, he may have graduated top from the University, but the doctor was very much into experimenting on people, something he was sent to **** row for.

"All right, so, you zap us with the pen and we become them, right?" You ask, watching the doctor twirl it in his beautiful fingers, smiling at the marvelous discovery he had made.

"Of course! It's the only way to assure we don't get caught, now then." The Doc takes one swift movement and turns the pen on himself, zapping himself and resisting the urge to fall. You catch the doctor, with max moving to grab the pen. As the Doc moans and whimpers, Max shoots Vincent.

"Welp, it's just you and me Gus, you wanna go first? Or ladies first?" He says with huge grin.

"I'll shoot you before they get back up, besides, seems like I'm running this group and misfits and weirdos." You tell him as he hands you the pen, laying down on the bed besides Doc.

"Alright Gus, see you on the other side." He says before you zap him. Now you sit and wait for the men to get into character, in which you sincerely wish this was Aurelie's room, she had some expensive ass drinks, Rosemary who finishes checking her hair and dress now approaches you, smiling like the old lady you know.

"Not gonna zap yourself?" She asks mounting your lap.

"I ain't gonna let you grab the pen and run Rosemary. It ain't that I don't trust you, but letting you or one of the guys run off with it isn't exactly smart." You tell her as she puts on the best display of grace and seduction she can, with her new body, and with the young, tight, and very well maintained body it's hard for yourself not to shed the skin right there. "So what's your name now?" You ask her to break the tension.

"Me? Gus, you can call me whatever you want, but infront of the servants, you can call me Beatrice. My family has served yours for generations, and will continue to do so lady Aurelie." She says with compelling devotion, hard to imagine this bitch was once a **** dealer and huge thief. "So my lady, do you want me to do the honours?" She asks completely into being Beatrice. You hand her the pen, and she lays you on the bed, the last thing you remember is the light of the pen hiring you and everything going white, finally fading into black.

*****

The room is now back to normal, well seemingly normal, as everyone is now the women, back into their normal lives as far anyone can tell. Anastasia is talking to Fiona about something, with Beatrice taking care of Cordelia's unkept hair, can't blame Vincent though, he's a fucking prison man. Clean shaved, hates that shit, Max on the other hand, kept his image up, liked to look clean for the ladies, even if they were shit. Doc still has the strangest attention to details and was somehow getting Max into daily care, it's all too surreal, then it hits you.

"Darlings? Aren't we spending too much time together tonight? I'm sure we have much more pressing matters to attend to in the morning, with you cousin's wedding this weekend in New York, now then run along and get some sleep. Before Gus makes you bitches go to sleep." You says ripping the perfect facade of Aurelie.

"Well, look who's awake sisters! Looks like mom isn't smashed tonight!" Anastasia, or the Doctor says, smiling as she plays with a strand of her hair. "Still, you're right, we also have school tomorrow, sadly mother you look like you will have time tomorrow to greet our father." She giggles, obviously delighted about the whole affair. Since you are old money family, who literally do nothing, aside from attend social gatherings and waste as much money than possible, your husband, Derrick, does work, but is not well received. He's a snake of a man who was only married to you out of obligations and old rules.

"Sorry daddy isn't going to be happy here. Well at least he'll give some sweet cash, I don't plan to be a prissy bitch getting fat for nothing." Cordelia squeals, hugging Fiona and Anastasia.

"Get the hell off me you little brat, I don't want to waste my breath on your lower class social circles, unlike the lower trash that is my family I want to get some of the better things in life, like marrying into the one percenters, or actual royalty!" Fiona says, pushing back Cordelia. "Holy fuck this bitch is delirious, she may be pretty as hell, but with an attitude like this? It's no wonder her main squeeze ghosts the fuck out of her, nothing I can't fix." Max says posing seductively.

"All right then "boys", let's get ready for tomorrow, we have a lot of work to do as ladies and we need to keep looking normal, let's meet again when possible, I'll send Rosemary to get us together. All right?" You command, this time not bull shitting around, they nod, and everyone leaves Anastasia's room. With the only though in your mind being

"if this bitch has got problems, maybe she has the answers, or maybe "Gus" has the solution, got to keep that money flowing."

(Author: Nirro)