Changing Room Boutique

The excitement mom felt as the new school year approached was nothing short of ecstatic.  Dad is always off working leaving her home with the kids: Rebecca and James. Therein lays the problem. Becca and James fight like cats and dogs. The incessant bickering is driving mom up a wall.

In an attempt to encourage time to move faster, mom takes the kids out for back to school shopping. The kids need clothes—they keep growing out of the clothes they have. A new store opened in town, the Changing Room Boutique. Everything is on sale and the kids should love the modern changing rooms where you step in and the clothes you are trying are zapped right on you.

You would think the kids would shut up for at least a second when they are getting new stuff. But nooooo! They started arguing—I shit you not—about which sex has it easier in school. Mom could have been putty knifed off the roof. Mom couldn’t take anymore. She grabbed several outfits and pushed them into the kids’ hands. “Go to the changing room,” mom growled as she pointed toward the changing rooms. The kids were not paying attention and missed the sign for which gender goes in which changing room. Before mom could warn them the doors were closed and the changing room was zapping on the outfits.

When the doors opened Rebecca and James stepped out with perfect grace, their bodies switched. They acted proper, like human beings! Mom thought she entered the twilight zone. Her children were acting sane for the first time she could remember since they left the womb. They both just needed a sex change!

The shop owner came running over and apologized for the mishap. She offered to send the kids back through and change them back. Mom thought for a moment as an evil smile crossed her face. “No,” mom said, “I’ll keep’em this way.”