James stared in wide eyed horror at his twin as he opened the bad and removed a dusty pile of clothes. "Now let's see here, I have a real surprise for you and to be honest looking online for me too. You see nobody knows what happens if you touch the medalian with ancient clothes" Steve said.
James just listend lost, for a moment simply finding it funny how stupid his voice sounded in his new ears, like hearing a recording played back. She looked down at the quilted brown bodice and dress on her breasts "mmmmm mmm mmm mmm mm" she said.
"where did I get it?, glad you asked, you see a friend works at the smithsonian, these are left over from the 1700 Scottish Quaker exhibit" Steve smiled while continuing to place items on the medalian, a pair of white stockings, tiny cloth pumps,
James felt a shiver, his body was changing, however at the same time becoming translucent, his arms passed through the bindings and the gag fell to the pillow "What da Fooks happenin to me?" James declared in a broad Glaswegian accent.
"Yes, it worked" James said hopping up and down, "I won't need to worry about the police where your going" Steve said now secure in his new life as James, he watched as the girl on the bed transformed, thick curly red hair, green eyes, large firm breasts and short pale legs, she slowly sank into the bed as her body faded. "Make I fucking stooooooop" she screamed as her head vanished into the duvet.
James felt very strange as he sank to the grass below, as he fell the walls faded and he could feel clothes on her body. She was stood in a field, her breasts tied tight under the simple corseted dress, her legs and lady parts tightly confined under layers of linin and her dainty feet in tiny blue pumps, she was an odd shape her legs to small for her body and her feet smaller still, it made standing difficult... The doppelgÀnger had used a mixture of clothes made for different shaped women, leaving her a very top heavy short woman.
Looking around she realised she could see a path in the distance, she didn't know much about Jersey history but he had visited the Parker Homestead in Monmouth county before and the trail looked to lead that way, carefully pulling up the hem of her, now new looking quilted, dress with both hands to help her walk. James headed off to join the trail and see where it might lead.
Steve looked at the bare bed and dress amazed, wow it worked, he lifted the old clothes and found the medallion and chuckled, he could even return the clothes to the museum. Now what should he do, he considered his options.
