Date: Sun, 16 Mar 1997 21:24:53 -0600

From: jerthomp@badlands.nodak.edu (Jeremy Thompson)

Subject: SRU: Barbarella







        Hey everybody, I thought I'd throw this out to you.  Hope you enjoy

it.  Its my first story in a "shared universe" but I think it goes pretty

well with the other SRU stories.



SRU: Barbarella

Jeremy Thompson



	Sam was walking through the mall, looking for what, he didn't know, he was

just wandering about with no particular place to go.  He would have kept on

this aimless track if he hadn't seen the store.  He stopped because the name

of the store was unusual to say the least, "Spells R Us" the sign said.

	"Hmm, wonder what that is, ah what the hell, might as well check it out,"

Sam said to himself.  He walked to the door and entered.

	A bell above the door jingled and an old man in a bathrobe looked up from

behind the counter, "Hello Sam, what can I do for you?"

	"Oh I was just checking out the store...hey, how'd you know my name?" Sam

asked.

	"I'm a wizard, that's why," the old man said irritably.  "I should just

make a sign that says that for all the times I'm asked that question," he

muttered under his breath.

	Meanwhile Sam, mildly puzzled by the reply, but to distracted to notice

entriely, had started to look around the store.  His eyes passed over a

myriad of different things, from musty old books to ornate costumes.  His

view finally came to rest upon a small selection of video casssettes.

	"Just got those in a few days ago," the old man said from right behind Sam.

	Sam gave a start and turned, "What was that?" he asked.

	"Those movies, I just got them a little while ago."

	"Okay," Sam said, "Looks like you have quite a selection here."

	Sam looked over the selections, and the old man wandered off to somewhere

else in the store.  He finally decided to get the movie "Barbarella," he had

never seen the movie but his girlfriend said she liked it, plus it was in

the bargain side of the selection.  He grabbed the movie and went up to the

counter where the old man was paging through a ledger.

	"I'll take this one, how much is it?" Sam asked.

	"That'll be five dollars, tax included."

	Sam forked over the money and started to leave.  "Hope you and your

girlfriend like the movie Sam," the old man said as he got to the door.

	Sam said "Thanks, I hope so too."  He walked out the door.



	Later that night he and Alice, his grilfriend were snuggled together on the

couch watching the movie.  Alice had been very pleased about the present and

was very affectionate that night.  Sam was pleased by the reaction but less

than pleased by the movie itself, it was, to put it bluntly, very bad.  Jane

Fonda, or whoever she was, Sam was trying to forget details of the movie as

it went, well anyway, she was, quite simply, a total bimbo, sleeping with

most of the mail characters and generally acting like she wasn't very

bright.  And then there was the theme music, that sucked too, it seemed to

be a reject from a Tom Jones song or something, very, very annoying.  "Space

Bimbo!" Sam said to himself as Barbarella went through yet another costume

change.

	"What was that?" Alice asked sleepily, she was half dozing at this time.

	"Oh, nothing, just talking to myself," Sam said.

	A little later the movie finished, Sam rushed to grab the remote to stop it

but as he did, he felt a shiver rush through his body.  He fell back to the

couch, his muscles locking.  His eyes moved enough for him to see that alice

was in the same position.

	He watched as Alice's clothes shrank away from her body leaving her totally

naked.  As he watched this he felt his clothes do the same thing.  Before he

could feel any colder his attention was drawn to Alice's breasts, they were

growing larger by the second.  He had time to think "What the hell is going

on?" before he felt a tingling in his own chest, his neck had regained some

flexiblity and he was able to watch as his niples increased and size and his

chest ballooned outwards.  He felt a tickle on the back of his neck and look

over to Alice, her short black hair was becoming very long and very blonde,

a strand of his own fell before his eyes, the exact same color as Alice's

new hair.

	He felt a prickling all over his body, and looked down to see the hair that

had covered his arms legs and chest withdraw into his body leaving his skin

almost totally hairless except for a patch on his, as yet, unchanged groin.

He glanced over to Alice and saw that the same thing must have happened to

her.  The lack of sensation on his chest caused him to look down, dreading

what he would see, there, thrusting proudly from his chest, were two very

large breasts.  He glanced once agian at Alice, she too sported a pair of

magnificent breasts.

	She began to moan quietly but all Sam could see was that her the hair at

her croth seemed to be thinning.  It was then that he felt a pulling

sensation from his own crotch.  He looked down franticly, hoping to catch

what he realized would probably be the last look he would ever have at his

penis, but his view was blocked by his breasts and he was left with feeling

but not seeing what was happening.  He felt his penis pull into his body and

two pops as his testicles withdrew into his body cavity.  He gave one last

look at Alice and saw that her face was totally different but also very

beautiful, her eyes were closed.  His last thought was, "She must be

asleep."  And then he too fell unconscious.

	Barbie awoke and looked over at her roommate Ellie and shook her awake.

"So what did you think of the movie?" she asked when Ellie was all the way

awake.

	"I loved it, the music was great and Jane Fonda had so many great outfits

in it, we should go down to that store and thank the owner for letting you

get it so cheaply." she answered.

	Barbie got up and walked over to the stereo, she was unconcsiously rubbing

her nipples, "Did they always feel this good?" she thought to herself.

"Why wouldn't they?" she answered herself, and thought nothing more of it.

When she reached the stereo she popped in her favorite Tom Jones CD and

looked over to her gorgeous roommate.

	"You wanna have some fun?" she asked.

	"Sure!" came the reply.

	They stayed on the couch for most of the night.



	In the mall the old man looked down at his ledger and added two names.

"The new musical taste was probably a little excessive," he said to himself.

"Ah well, I can fix that when they come in to "thank" me tomorrow."

	He chuckled to himself and closed the ledger, he was done for the night.



The End.



        There it was.  Any comments/criticisms are welcome, E-mail them to

wherever you feel like, the list or to me directly.



Jeremy Thompson

jerthomp@badlands.nodak.edu