Neil smiled dutifully for the camera while on the inside he was in turmoil. Through gritted teeth he cursed under his breath that this, could, not, be, happening, to him!
How had Suzy managed to get into 'HIS' body and place him inside her body? This was not how he figured his promotion party would be. He was supposed to be the guest of honour and Suzy... well Suzy should have been just another secretary flitting around the celebration and making the night more attractive to be at. Now though Neil was the one in the dress, and the high heels, wearing a bra no less! Not to mention makeup and jewellery. Suzy smiled devilshily at him from across the room as another of the partners took her hand to shake it in congratulation. And how come bloody Fred, his best mate was taking pictures of the night and asking Suzy to smile, didn't he see it was really Neil inside this female body?
"Geeze your a spunk Suzy" Fred commented softly to Neil after the snapshot was taken.
"Knock it off Fred!" Neil sneered.
"You know Suzy, if you weren't married we could be a hot item? Fred added as he put a sleazy hand on Neil's behind.
"Piss Off!" Neil whispered as he snatched Fred's hand away.
"Oooh touchy, that time of the month hey Suzy," Fred said sarcastically as he wandered off to harrass some other woman at the celebration.
Neil didn't know if he should tell Fred, or somebody that he wasn't Suzy? Like she'd said, who'd beleive some secretary if she said she was really the latest partner at the firm. Neil stewed as Suzy took the all the limelight. He knew if this didn't change back she was going to steal his life. And land him in hers.
He tried to stay close to Suzy as the night wore on and the numbers dwindled but somehow he couldn't seem to come up with the right words to persuade Suzy to switch back. In fact he felt like his stellar vocabulary and quick mind just wouldn't synch when he needed them too. In fact he felt quite floaty after he downed his third white wine, he knew he was a better drinker than that.
He got Suzy alone finally and through slurred speech he tried to make her see reason. Suzy just laughed quietly and said "Suzy I think you should concentrate on your typing skills dear."
Neil was about to explode when a hand came to rest on his shoulder from behind.
"Oh Peter, so good to see you again." Suzy said looking back over Neil's shoulder.
"Congrats Neil, you were the best choice, least thats what my little muffin here said." Peter Wilson replied, with reference to his wife Suzy!
"Peter? Huh? What are you... " Neil's tipsy voice tailed off as he slowly began to realise his situation.
"Oh dear muffin, I think someone has had too much to drink. Best I get you home honey. "Peter said as he wrapt a steadying arm around his wife Suzy Wilson.
"Good idea Pete, she has had one to many perhaps. See you bright and early tomorrow Suzy." Suzy said.
"But Peter I'm not.. I mean I used to be.." Neil blubbered.
"It's ok muffin you just went past your two wine limit if I'm not mistaken." Peter said reassuringly.
"Hey Neil, you should come over for dinner one night, Suzy is fantastic in the kitchen?" Peter spoke over Neil's head to the man before him as if Neil in his now smaller female body wasn't even there.
"I'm sure she's dynamite in the kitchen Pete." Suzy replied with a wink and snigger.
"Well I won't deny that mate." Pete replied with a laugh in his voice.
"Seriously though I'd love to sample Suzy's handiwork in the kitchen.
"Deal. I'll get my darling here to organise it Neil. Once again well done on the promotion." Peter replied as he finished the little chat and began to move himself and his wife towards the exit.
Neil tried to protest being helped from the room as what guests were left, bid him a goodnight, he tried to tell Peter he wasn't ready to leave and that he needed to ask Su.. rather Neil something.
"Oh sorry honey, I didn't even stop to think you were in mid discussion when I came in. I'm sorry what did you want too ask him?"
"I wanted to ask him, um I was trying to tell her, um damn I can't get my thoughts straight." Neil was having trouble organising his thoughts.
"Or his gender muffin, Neil is all man as far as I can see. I don't think he'd like to hear you refer to him as a 'her'." Peter laughed at his wife's slightly confused state.
"Listen babe, lets get you home, you can organise your pretty little head tomorrow, I'm sure it can wait one sleep." Peter said to his wife.
Neil looked over his shoulder and sneered at the smiling face he used too own as he was led by the hand by Pete Wilson out of the function. As they hit the night air Neil suddenly felt more than a little off colour. He was legless and Peter had to almost pour his wife into the passenger seat. As he hopped in and buckled up, Pete leaned over and planted a soft kiss on Neil's cheek. Sleep it off honey, we'll be home before you know it.
