This episode was originally posted by Xyzzy in 2013. I will remove if the original author requests its removal.
Sally was nursing a lager at the bar and periodically glancing at her watch, well Mark's watch actually, but since she now had Mark's body, his possessions were now her possessions, when she noticed a general shuffling. Turning to look, Sally smiled and stood up as she beheld her other new possession.
Every eye in the bar watched Mark approach. The few women in the bar scowled daggers, but the men's eyes moved rapidly in an effort to watch everything. The bright red satin ribbons locking Mark's tiny feet onto his toes in the crystalline stilettos drew the eye to the arched entrance of his yellow chiffon hi-lo dress, his legs enticing the eye upward to mid thigh before hiding away their promise in a ruffle of yellow that seemed as if it could be seen through if one just tried hard enough. Every delectable strut competed with the need to shift the eye to Mark's chest to watch the synchronized bounce jiggle that accompanied each step. When Mark passed by the men's positions in the bar, their eyes locked onto his bare back, several men unconsciously licking their lips as they watched Mark's ass sway and wiggle away.
'I must have walked into various bars a thousand times before, but this is the first time anyone even noticed,' Mark thought to himself as he concentrated on looking straight ahead. Getting dressed had felt weird and I had to keep reminding myself that all this bare skin was fashionable. It certainly had looked good in the mirror but I still felt half naked. Telling myself that I looked good and to walk with confidence was doubly difficult when nearly everyone was so much taller. The height difference was literally up close and personal when I took Sally's offered hand and looked up to be kissed. Already permanently locked onto my toes, Sally still stood more than a full head taller. It was simply impossible for me to initiate a kiss. I had no choice but to demurely offer and wait, accompanied by an irrational anxiety that I might be spurned.
Sally reveled in the feeling of being the alpha male, very aware that every man here desperately wanted what she had. 'Mark is the object of desire but he's my object,' Sally thought smugly. I looked down on Mark, 'Oh how I love to be able to do that', as he looked up in a pose of expectant wait I'd known all my adult life. Mark was so beautiful, but he was beautiful for me, he was mine! Smiling down, I waited a little longer than expected then waited a bit more until I saw a flicker of panic in Marks eyes. Declaring my possession for all to see, I finally gave Mark the kiss he had offered and received his very passionate kiss of relief in in return.
Feeling confused, relieved, vulnerable, humiliated, and excited all at the same time, I took Sally's strong arm and accompanied her out to the waiting limousine. Strangely, I felt protected on Sally's arm and didn't have to pretend to ignore that everyone was watching me.
With the chauffeur holding the door, I held one of Mark's hands to "help" him into the car. With that chiffon hi-lo dress, he really needed both hands to lift and sweep the back into the car, but with my assistance, Mark only had one hand free, forcing him to flash a whole lot of thigh and a hint of panty as he coped one handed. He was still readjusting the dress to a proper drape when I slid into the seat from the other side.
'Last night of dealing with all this confusing and embarrassing girl stuff,' Mark thought to himself as he tugged and adjusted the dress in the back of the car. 'I can't wait to get back to normal,' he told himself as a little thrill of excitement shot through him when Sally laid her hand on his bare thigh.