Back in the 50's
James Bennett is a hard worker, he’s in his mid-thirties but working as he does and almost never takes any vacations, he looks almost a 50 years old man.
He works for a major investment company and with his skills he made his company signing a contract worthing half a billion of dollars and to congratulate James, his boss told him: “For this historical contract… take some vacations, you deserve them James… be back in a month and I forbid you to come here all this time… even on the Intranet… understood!”
James nods his head answering: “Thank you sir… of course I won’t watch any screens for the next month…”
James is back home, wondering what he would do during this month, until he remembers he has just bought a house last few weeks ago in the neighborhood, so he should go tomorrow checking the house…
James wakes up early at 9 am, after his breakfast he takes his car to his new house… it’s a small house where time stands still, outside the house is covered with ivy with cracks on the front wall and inside the house, the time stops in the 1950’s. All starts with the hall and its faded wallpapers, the kitchen all vintage, the coffee pot on the stove, the transistor switched on but stopped working long ago… James has an odd impression in this house since it looks familiar but he’s also sure he has never come here… he continues wandering into the house and more and more he has the impression the last owners of the house left in haste like before hurricane but nothing happened and they never came back. The impression of knowing this place intensifies each room of the room and especially in the master bedroom.
At this moment James gets out of the house and takes a deep breath of fresh air… the impression wears off and James feels relieved… he knows he still needs to get inside again to see if anything is valuable before starting the destruction… oh yes he says to himself… he’d use dynamite if he could but the house is in the heart of a neighborhood and there’s also children in there.
For now he starts his lunch as he watches different pictures of the owners of this house, he thinks to himself the woman was quite stunning until he sees this picture of the woman dressed in black skirt, dark blue cardigan, white blouse, red scarf, on her left shoulder a brown purse, her feet hidden by black heels and her lovely hair done with a bun. James takes a look at the picture and sees something written behind:
James smiles as he suddenly says: “Oh oui je me souviens de cette photo, j’étais tellement heureuse ce jour-là… Qu… qu’est-ce qui m’arrive… pourquoi je parle… français…” [Oh yes I remember this picture, I was so happy that day… Wh… what’s happening to me… why do I speak… French…]
James shuts his mouth… he wants to get out of here immediately feeling lightheaded, but as he walks he fails to notice that clothes fell to the floor and he falls on them, in the kitchen he can hear the transistor working again as music blares it’s jazz, he recognizes Miles Davis for some reasons but James never hears jazz as he has always preferred actual pop music.
Falling on the floor, James tries his best to get up but his body is definitely hold down to the floor, he wants to scream for help but music gets louder and louder and suddenly something comes to his neck and strangles him… it’s the red and white scarf he saw earlier on the picture but this piece of clothing is old and moth eaten, his clothes are taken off while clothes appear out of nowhere, they look just as old as the house itself. At this moment the scarf crack down his Adam’s apple and tighten his vocal chords time for his body’s transformation, James can feel his size getting shorter, his legs strong are smaller and hairless, same for his arms, his hands and feet are also smaller and daintier, his skin is still pale but he’s smooth on every part, his hair dirty blonde gets dark brown and grows below his shoulders, while his face gets more and more feminine features and looks exactly like the girl in the picture he saw earlier… Colette. On his body he gains a cute A cup breast with pink areolas while his penis rocking hard is spurning warm cum because one of these clothes masturbated him till he cums and now his penis gets smaller and smaller till it disappears and becomes a wet void making James officially a girl…
She wants more than ever to get out of this place… but suddenly… she hears these words from the song Young At Heart by Frank Sinatra:
At this moment James feels lightheaded and all her life leaves her head as new memories, new life and everything get into her head… her name is now Colette Beaugrand born in Paris, France, June 21st 1930. During the Second World War, Colette was in the Resistance and helped as well as she could the Jews and hid in her parents’ apartment some Americans and English… among them her future husband… Connor Bennet. After the War, Colette and Connor started dating together and in 1948 while Colette received her parents’ blessing, she married Connor and after the wedding they move together to the United States, closer to Connor’s family as Colette’s family suddenly disappeared… but in truth they were accused of collaboration with the enemy. Two years later, Colette and Connor became parents with their first baby… a girl named Dorothy, then two years later again they have a second daughter named Renée in honor of Colette’s French origins…
Meanwhile the mental changes take place, the house itself changes to its former glory as the walls are white again, the air in the house smells fresh, Colette still unconscious is now getting dressed up with lovely laundry bought by her husband after their wedding, followed by a very chic white long sleeves blouse and long blue dress, on her feet she wears white shoes with small heels, her left hand is adorned with her engagement ring and wedding ring carved with her initials and her husband’s as well…
Now everything is ready… we’re back in February 1954, Colette and Connor have bought this house in the last few months of 1953, and yet Connor wants to make a lovely surprise for his stunning wife. They live together in this nice suburb area somewhere in Florida, Connor has a job in his father company and every Sunday Connor’s parents are with Colette and Connor and their adorable children… Colette opens her eyes… she’s in her kitchen, she has a moment wondering what happened but this impression disappears as her children appear Dorothy and Renée play together in the living-room with their dolls.
Suddenly Connor comes home as he says: “Hey girls… hey darling…”
The girls scream happily: “DADDYYY…”
After a big hug the girls play together again but this time in their room while Connor kisses his wife: “How was your day darling… what have we got for tonight? Oh before you tell me… I have a surprise for you outside… come with me… it's a surprise that will make you happy for sure…”
Colette shows her cute smile and follows her husband and how he expected it… Colette is so surprised… but so happy… parked before their house, Colette can see the yellow Renault 4L she has known in France and has always wanted one since she’s got her driver license…
To immortalize the moment… Connor takes these two lovely pictures, Colette in front of her new car, wearing her decent housewife clothes and making this sweet smile her husband loves the most…
They get into the house together and day finishes in the best way possible around a nice French meal the girls talking in French to their mom and English to their dad…
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