The Body Castaways Part Two: The Fate Of The Castaways!
ERIC'S ENDING!
(Eric's epic conclusion to the story begun in.
The Body Castaways Part One: Igor, Hollywood Starlet!)
An all-new, alternative version of the classic body-swapping episode of Gilligan's Island! The Characters and original script are copyrighted to others. No claim is made to those concepts by us. All additional elements of the story not in the original TV script nor owned by others are copyrighted to us.
Written by Eric, and Caleb Jones Plot by Eric Edited by Caleb Jones
Previously, the castaways were 'rescued' by a mad scientist and his assistant, Igor. The madman exchanged everyone's minds! The horrible Igor arranged to swap minds with the beautiful Ginger and then destroyed all of the scientific equipment, sailing off with the only boat to Hawaii and a new life as movie star Ginger Grant! The once again stranded castaways struggle to adjust to their radically different bodies and forever altered lives...
Chapter 5
Ginger woke up the next morning and, discovering that the events of the day before were not some horrible bad dream, she screamed! The anguished bellow woke everybody up. As the Professor was leaning over Ginger, trying to sooth the poor EX-beautiful movie star, he felt a pinch on his new, well- padded feminine bottom. Reflectively, the former man gave in to his feminine body's instincts and whirled around, slapping Mr. Howell hard across his face before he could do what his male mind wanted and punch the man in the stomach!
"Ouch!" Mr. Howell cried out, rubbing his face where the Professor had hit him. He didn't stop smiling though. The Professor was now rubbing a very attractive, if sore caboose, and Thurston Howell was feeling like he was a young man all over again back in his college years. The Professor was now as attractive as any coed at his alma mater!
Gilligan giggled. It was strange to see himself act in such a forward manner! And even weirder to see someone hit him without it hurting him! Mary Ann glowered and moved the Professor's former body next to Howell, who looked up at the taller, angry man from Gilligan's smaller, weaker body. Howell gulped, swallowing nervously. He hadn't taken into account that the real Mary Anne might not like to see her body pinched even if she no longer occupied it. It might just be a fatal flaw, he thought, as Mary Ann shook him vigorously until his teeth rattled.
"Leave me. I mean, leave her alone, you dirty old. I mean young man!"
The Professor grew wide-eyed with admiration. It felt nice and strangely exciting to have a protector to take care of him now that he was a woman! The many conflicting emotions were rather unfamiliar to the former man, but when Mary Anne put her arm around him a pleasant feeling spread through his body. He reflexively slipped his own arm around the taller waist of his former body and, as one of his breasts pressed into Mary Anne's chest, the pleasant sensations he felt multiplied! If he was going to spend the rest of his life in Mary Anne's body, at least it appeared to be a rather enjoyable body to occupy!
Lovey went down to the dungeon and used her manly strength to force the weaker mad Doctor up to the dining room. Even a man as vile as Dr. Balinkoff didn't deserve to starve, though she was sorely tempted to let him do so!
The minute Dr. B saw the seven stranded castaways, he started mewing like a cat again. Lovey had had enough of that nonsense! She grabbed the man by his collar. It was so wild to be so strong! No more pooh-poohing around being a useless old woman! She was a REAL MAN now - a he-man just like her spineless, husband Thurston Howell III, but bigger and stronger than he ever was!
"Listen up, you mad man! If you are really insane and can't fix the machine that did this to us, then you are useless to us! If that is the case, I will personally wrap you in these heavy chains and drop you off the cliff into the ocean for what you've done to us - especially for what you did to poor Ginger! Do we understand each other?"
A calculating gleam came into his beady little eyes. This man. or woman. was used to getting his own way! She might just do what he said she would! The jig was up and the Doctor knew it!
"OK! OK! I believe you! I'm not really a CAT! I just pretended so that you wouldn't kill me after Igor destroyed the machine! Let me look at the machine which my ungrateful associate destroyed. I'm ten times smarter than he is. I may be able to help you."
Mrs. Howell called the Professor away from the others and they went to the lab where the machine had changed all their lives. Dr. B looked at the machine and shook his head.
"Bad?" asked the Professor. He knew the answer but prayed his estimate of the damage was wrong!
"Not good! Not good at all! Igor knew just what to do to disable the machine. He may have looked like a monster but he has a brilliant mind! There is no way I can fix this mess!"
Ginger, in Igor's hulking body, moved in behind them, sniffled and wailed once more as she heard the bad news. "He's brilliant, and he's got my beautiful, beautiful body! And me. I." she fought for words just as Igor had done, "I'm trapped in this -- this ugly, monstrous flesh."
The others were relieved when a distraction arrived in the form of Gilligan. It seemed strange to see Mr. Howell's body bound into the lab like a colt. Gilligan was still moving like a young man, and he would pay for it with a very sore body later that night!
"Good news, everybody! I've found a TV and it's a doozy! It has a 45 inch screen and a gazillion channels! I didn't think they made TV's that big! At last I can watch the Three Stooges again. I love those guys!" Then he winced and grabbed his back. His body had never hurt as much as it had in the past two days. Gilligan wondered if it had something to do with the fact that he looked an awful lot like Mr. Howell now.
They all followed Gilligan to the entertainment room. Everyone gathered around the big TV set. Several of them looked at the Doctor with hate in their eyes. Dr. B tried to lighten the moment.
"Hey, I might be a madman, and I might have wanted to rule the world, but that doesn't mean I have to miss my soaps!" Ginger took some pleasure in roughly man-handling Dr. B into a very uncomfortable pile on the floor.
Gilligan grumbled when the Stooges were turned off by the Skipper searching for a news channel. As the channels changed, Ginger's deep-voiced throat gasped like a steam locomotive as her beautiful former body came on the screen looking drop-dead gorgeous!
Chapter 6.
Everyone gathered around the television as the voluptuous image of Ginger Grant smiled a million-volt smile. Then the false female spoke with the breathless, sexy, Hollywood star's voice which Igor had stolen from Ginger along with her wonderful body!
"I should be on that screen, not locked in his horrible male body watching myself on television! It isn't fair!" The others waited for the tears to fall but Ginger had apparently cried herself out for a while. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the screen. It was almost like having an out of body experience. The other castaways could sympathize with what she must be feeling.
'Ginger Grant' was talking to a large group of people, and what she said crushed any hopes of a rescue. Igor had no plans to make amends for his cruel deeds. "I am so happy to finally be back in Hollywood again! Everyone has been so kind to me. I want to thank all the people who have helped me since I returned! I already have a movie offer to play a female Robinson Crusoe! And my fiancé, the sweet man, never gave up on me. He refused to believe I was dead and waited for me to return. I'm such a lucky woman! We plan to get married next month! Come over here, Rod, darling! I want all America to see the man who never gave up on me!"
The incredibility beautiful woman hugged and kissed the handsome man who joined her on the stage. A number of women in the audience sighed at the man who never lost hope for his lost love!.
Sobbing, the original Ginger Grant pulled her heavy male body from the floor and ran from the room. Everyone looked sad for her. except for Mr. Howell. He nudged the Professor and leered at the pert bosom of the former man. The Professor wondered if all women had to put up with such unwanted attention. He had been too busy pursuing higher education to pay much attention to such things before, though he would have had to be blind not to know how attractive the body he now possessed was. He regretted not having the courage to date Mary Anne. He had never thought he might turn into her at the hands of a madman!
Three was a loud crash! They rushed into Ginger's room. She lay sobbing on the floor. Around her neck was a broken rope and next to her the remains of a wooden chair.
"I can't even hang myself! The f***ing rope broke!"
In Mary Anna's softest, sweetest tones the Professor hugged her and said, "Ginger, you mustn't give up. Where there's life there is hope." He got a sedative the skipper had fetched from the medicine cabinet in Dr. B.'s office and injected the prescription drug into the massive, hairy arm which now belonged to Ginger Grant.
It took three men to help the drugged Ginger to her bed in Igor's room.
"Give me back beautiful body and life, Igor you can't have them or my Rod!" she murmured with Igor's raspy voice and incoherent speech patterns as she fell asleep
"He should sleep through the night," said the Professor, unconsciously calling Ginger he. It seemed impossible to think of that huge, grotesque, male body as a she unless Ginger were awake and talking. "But poor Ginger will need to be watched." The Professor looked around. "Where's Dr. B?"
Terrified, they rushed out and finally found him making an inventory of missing parts for the mind-transfer device.
"My friends, you can trust your friendly physician."
"Friendly Physician?" exploded Mr. Howell. "You have the gall to call yourself that, you quack? You switched all our bodies and minds around and left us to rot, chained up in your dungeon! What's so friendly about that?"
"Picky, picky, picky! What's done is done! Besides, it's all covered by your HMOs!"
"You're crazy!" exploded Gilligan with his usual tack.
"Then you had better fix the damn machine yourself!"
"I'll go get the heavy chains!" said Lovey in the Captain's menacing body, smacking her hefty fist into a beefy palm.
Dr. B smiled. He didn't want to mess around with Mrs. Howell. She scared him! "Never mind, service with a smile is my motto, dear. sir."
They all felt exhausted. Seeing Igor triumphant had depressed them all. They locked the doctor in his room after searching it thoroughly, and everyone went to bed. None said so, but they all found their new bodies more and more comfortable, as if their minds were settling into a new home. Such a possibility scared no one more than the Skipper, who could have lifted two-hundred pounds yesterday, and now could barely lift a frying pan without feeling weak He hated being female!
Interlude
In Hollywood, the new Ginger Grant, once known as Igor, gazed into the mirror at the impossibly beautiful reflection of the woman he had become.
She was so happy! Everybody liked her - perhaps even adored her! Finding out Ginger had a loyal fiancé had been a shock, and an amazing surprise! Her husband to be, Brad, had given her sex last night! It was the first real sex of the former Igor's life. It was so wonderful it had brought tears to her eyes and a scream of joy to her throat!
Any regrets of losing her manhood vanished that night! Life was wonderful now, just as she had planned when he had been Igor. She smiled with malicious enjoyment. Now the former Ginger would be Igor. Let's see how HE likes it. She laughed a cruel, absolutely feminine laugh. Her body and life are all mine!
Chapter 7.
~~~~BACK AT THE ISLAND~~~~
The next morning, after checking in on Ginger, who was soundly sleeping for the first time since receiving her new body, the other castaways had breakfast and decided what they needed to do.
"Ginger must be watched." insisted the Professor.
"That much is obvious, Professor. Mrs. Howell said. The poor dear has been through so much! We must do anything we can to snap her out of her terrible state of mind! No one should suffer so!"
"But how?" asked the Captain in Lovey's delicate tone of voice.
"I don't know, Mrs. Howell, but he - she must be helped!" the Professor said.
"Mary Anne! You just called me Mrs. Howell! I only look like her, you know."
"And you called me Mary Anne, Skipper!"
The former Mary Anne giggled from within the Professor's body.
"It's not funny, Professor!" said Mrs. Howell in the Captain's body.
"Now you've gone and done it too, Captain - I mean Mrs. Howell! You called me Professor! I'm Mary Anne! She's the Professor!" The country girl inside the male body of the Professor pointed to her former body, where the Professor's mind now resided.
The Professor tossed the hair from her face and clutched at her temples to sooth her sudden headache. "This sudden name calling by our appearance may be another part of our minds settling into our new physical structure. It may be a self-defense mechanism against madness! Look everyone, we are confused enough as it is. From now on, I think we should call each other by the body they're in, since it seems to be a natural side effect of the exchange." The Professor spoke in Mary Anne's most reasonable, soothing tones. She paused. "After all, we must face facts - I think it very unlikely that we will get our former bodies back - at least in the conceivable future. Igor apparently has no plans to come back and rescue us."
"I refuse to be called Gilligan! It's such a common name!" said Mr. Howell, indignantly.
Lovey swatted him with the skipper's hat. The strong male body Lovey possesses seemed to instinctively clobber the body of Gilligan whenever he goofed and Lovey saw no reason to fight the urge now that her husband resided in that body! "Shut up, Gilligan, my little buddy! You'll answer to Gilligan if the Professor - I mean Mary Anne - wants you to do so. He- she's a lot smarter than you are, so just do as she says. or I'll belt ya!"
The former Mr. Howell just sputtered. Gilligan grinned, and then imitated Mr. Howell's haughty manner.
"Indeed, Gilligan, you forget your place! After all you are the lowest of the low - just a peasant deckhand now. I am now the millionaire! You must refer to me as Mr. Howell!"
All the other castaways hid broad smiles.
"Never!" cried Mr. Howell, folding his thin arms across his chest - very much in Gilligan's manner. Lovey swatted him again and again. Her male arms were now strong from many decades of sailing the seas.
"Now, once again, what's your name?"
"OK, Ok, it's Gilligan. I'm Gilligan." the former Mr. Howell said, nearly weeping as the words came out of his mouth.
"And who I am?"
"You're my wife, of course." Another swat! "Ouch! I mean you're the Captain and my boss." Howell said in pain. How low he had fallen in just a day!
"Good!" Lovey quite enjoyed getting even with Thurston for all the sneering, sexist put-downs over the many years they had been married. He pointed at Gilligan in her husband's body. "And who is that?"
"Thurston Howell the third?" said the new Gilligan with a heart-rending sob.
No one felt sorry for him. Even though there had been no where to spend it, Howell had always held his rich position in life over the others, demanding they do all the work of survival. Payback was a bitch, as they say, and Lovey was one still, despite her male exterior!
The new Captain pointed at Mary Ann's new body. "Who's that?"
"The Professor."
The new Professor grinned. She was beginning to enjoy that name. She had barely graduated high school due to the pressures of helping run her sick parent's farm. The trip to Hawaii was her parent's gift in place of a college education they had been unable to afford. While her parents didn't save enough money for a year at college, there was just enough in her college fund for a brief vacation their dear daughter could remember for the rest of her life!
Then the massive arm of the Skipper pointed again. "And her?"
The new 'Gilligan' looked at Mary Anne's sexy body. Howell wanted to get a dig in for the way his wife was treating him. "Gosh she's pretty!" he added, doing his best to imitate Gilligan's naïveté.
The new Mary Ann flushed with unexpected, feminine pleasure. Lovey Howell was hardly jealous, however. Quite the opposite, in fact. She agreed with her husband's comment. Mary Anne was indeed quite pleasurable to the eyes!
As the only young woman left on the island, the former Professor was beginning to feel like a single sheep surrounded by five hungry wolves!
To be continued... !
An all-new, alternative version of the classic body-swapping episode of Gilligan's Island! The Characters and original script are copyrighted to others. No claim is made to those concepts by us. All additional elements of the story not in the original TV script nor owned by others are copyrighted to us.
Written by Eric, and Caleb Jones Plot by Eric Edited by Caleb Jones
Previously, the castaways were 'rescued' by a mad scientist and his assistant, Igor. The madman exchanged everyone's minds! The horrible Igor arranged to swap minds with the beautiful Ginger and then destroyed all of the scientific equipment, sailing off with the only boat to Hawaii and a new life as movie star Ginger Grant! The once again stranded castaways struggle to adjust to their radically different bodies and forever altered lives...
Chapter 5
Ginger woke up the next morning and, discovering that the events of the day before were not some horrible bad dream, she screamed! The anguished bellow woke everybody up. As the Professor was leaning over Ginger, trying to sooth the poor EX-beautiful movie star, he felt a pinch on his new, well- padded feminine bottom. Reflectively, the former man gave in to his feminine body's instincts and whirled around, slapping Mr. Howell hard across his face before he could do what his male mind wanted and punch the man in the stomach!
"Ouch!" Mr. Howell cried out, rubbing his face where the Professor had hit him. He didn't stop smiling though. The Professor was now rubbing a very attractive, if sore caboose, and Thurston Howell was feeling like he was a young man all over again back in his college years. The Professor was now as attractive as any coed at his alma mater!
Gilligan giggled. It was strange to see himself act in such a forward manner! And even weirder to see someone hit him without it hurting him! Mary Ann glowered and moved the Professor's former body next to Howell, who looked up at the taller, angry man from Gilligan's smaller, weaker body. Howell gulped, swallowing nervously. He hadn't taken into account that the real Mary Anne might not like to see her body pinched even if she no longer occupied it. It might just be a fatal flaw, he thought, as Mary Ann shook him vigorously until his teeth rattled.
"Leave me. I mean, leave her alone, you dirty old. I mean young man!"
The Professor grew wide-eyed with admiration. It felt nice and strangely exciting to have a protector to take care of him now that he was a woman! The many conflicting emotions were rather unfamiliar to the former man, but when Mary Anne put her arm around him a pleasant feeling spread through his body. He reflexively slipped his own arm around the taller waist of his former body and, as one of his breasts pressed into Mary Anne's chest, the pleasant sensations he felt multiplied! If he was going to spend the rest of his life in Mary Anne's body, at least it appeared to be a rather enjoyable body to occupy!
Lovey went down to the dungeon and used her manly strength to force the weaker mad Doctor up to the dining room. Even a man as vile as Dr. Balinkoff didn't deserve to starve, though she was sorely tempted to let him do so!
The minute Dr. B saw the seven stranded castaways, he started mewing like a cat again. Lovey had had enough of that nonsense! She grabbed the man by his collar. It was so wild to be so strong! No more pooh-poohing around being a useless old woman! She was a REAL MAN now - a he-man just like her spineless, husband Thurston Howell III, but bigger and stronger than he ever was!
"Listen up, you mad man! If you are really insane and can't fix the machine that did this to us, then you are useless to us! If that is the case, I will personally wrap you in these heavy chains and drop you off the cliff into the ocean for what you've done to us - especially for what you did to poor Ginger! Do we understand each other?"
A calculating gleam came into his beady little eyes. This man. or woman. was used to getting his own way! She might just do what he said she would! The jig was up and the Doctor knew it!
"OK! OK! I believe you! I'm not really a CAT! I just pretended so that you wouldn't kill me after Igor destroyed the machine! Let me look at the machine which my ungrateful associate destroyed. I'm ten times smarter than he is. I may be able to help you."
Mrs. Howell called the Professor away from the others and they went to the lab where the machine had changed all their lives. Dr. B looked at the machine and shook his head.
"Bad?" asked the Professor. He knew the answer but prayed his estimate of the damage was wrong!
"Not good! Not good at all! Igor knew just what to do to disable the machine. He may have looked like a monster but he has a brilliant mind! There is no way I can fix this mess!"
Ginger, in Igor's hulking body, moved in behind them, sniffled and wailed once more as she heard the bad news. "He's brilliant, and he's got my beautiful, beautiful body! And me. I." she fought for words just as Igor had done, "I'm trapped in this -- this ugly, monstrous flesh."
The others were relieved when a distraction arrived in the form of Gilligan. It seemed strange to see Mr. Howell's body bound into the lab like a colt. Gilligan was still moving like a young man, and he would pay for it with a very sore body later that night!
"Good news, everybody! I've found a TV and it's a doozy! It has a 45 inch screen and a gazillion channels! I didn't think they made TV's that big! At last I can watch the Three Stooges again. I love those guys!" Then he winced and grabbed his back. His body had never hurt as much as it had in the past two days. Gilligan wondered if it had something to do with the fact that he looked an awful lot like Mr. Howell now.
They all followed Gilligan to the entertainment room. Everyone gathered around the big TV set. Several of them looked at the Doctor with hate in their eyes. Dr. B tried to lighten the moment.
"Hey, I might be a madman, and I might have wanted to rule the world, but that doesn't mean I have to miss my soaps!" Ginger took some pleasure in roughly man-handling Dr. B into a very uncomfortable pile on the floor.
Gilligan grumbled when the Stooges were turned off by the Skipper searching for a news channel. As the channels changed, Ginger's deep-voiced throat gasped like a steam locomotive as her beautiful former body came on the screen looking drop-dead gorgeous!
Chapter 6.
Everyone gathered around the television as the voluptuous image of Ginger Grant smiled a million-volt smile. Then the false female spoke with the breathless, sexy, Hollywood star's voice which Igor had stolen from Ginger along with her wonderful body!
"I should be on that screen, not locked in his horrible male body watching myself on television! It isn't fair!" The others waited for the tears to fall but Ginger had apparently cried herself out for a while. She couldn't tear her gaze away from the screen. It was almost like having an out of body experience. The other castaways could sympathize with what she must be feeling.
'Ginger Grant' was talking to a large group of people, and what she said crushed any hopes of a rescue. Igor had no plans to make amends for his cruel deeds. "I am so happy to finally be back in Hollywood again! Everyone has been so kind to me. I want to thank all the people who have helped me since I returned! I already have a movie offer to play a female Robinson Crusoe! And my fiancé, the sweet man, never gave up on me. He refused to believe I was dead and waited for me to return. I'm such a lucky woman! We plan to get married next month! Come over here, Rod, darling! I want all America to see the man who never gave up on me!"
The incredibility beautiful woman hugged and kissed the handsome man who joined her on the stage. A number of women in the audience sighed at the man who never lost hope for his lost love!.
Sobbing, the original Ginger Grant pulled her heavy male body from the floor and ran from the room. Everyone looked sad for her. except for Mr. Howell. He nudged the Professor and leered at the pert bosom of the former man. The Professor wondered if all women had to put up with such unwanted attention. He had been too busy pursuing higher education to pay much attention to such things before, though he would have had to be blind not to know how attractive the body he now possessed was. He regretted not having the courage to date Mary Anne. He had never thought he might turn into her at the hands of a madman!
Three was a loud crash! They rushed into Ginger's room. She lay sobbing on the floor. Around her neck was a broken rope and next to her the remains of a wooden chair.
"I can't even hang myself! The f***ing rope broke!"
In Mary Anna's softest, sweetest tones the Professor hugged her and said, "Ginger, you mustn't give up. Where there's life there is hope." He got a sedative the skipper had fetched from the medicine cabinet in Dr. B.'s office and injected the prescription drug into the massive, hairy arm which now belonged to Ginger Grant.
It took three men to help the drugged Ginger to her bed in Igor's room.
"Give me back beautiful body and life, Igor you can't have them or my Rod!" she murmured with Igor's raspy voice and incoherent speech patterns as she fell asleep
"He should sleep through the night," said the Professor, unconsciously calling Ginger he. It seemed impossible to think of that huge, grotesque, male body as a she unless Ginger were awake and talking. "But poor Ginger will need to be watched." The Professor looked around. "Where's Dr. B?"
Terrified, they rushed out and finally found him making an inventory of missing parts for the mind-transfer device.
"My friends, you can trust your friendly physician."
"Friendly Physician?" exploded Mr. Howell. "You have the gall to call yourself that, you quack? You switched all our bodies and minds around and left us to rot, chained up in your dungeon! What's so friendly about that?"
"Picky, picky, picky! What's done is done! Besides, it's all covered by your HMOs!"
"You're crazy!" exploded Gilligan with his usual tack.
"Then you had better fix the damn machine yourself!"
"I'll go get the heavy chains!" said Lovey in the Captain's menacing body, smacking her hefty fist into a beefy palm.
Dr. B smiled. He didn't want to mess around with Mrs. Howell. She scared him! "Never mind, service with a smile is my motto, dear. sir."
They all felt exhausted. Seeing Igor triumphant had depressed them all. They locked the doctor in his room after searching it thoroughly, and everyone went to bed. None said so, but they all found their new bodies more and more comfortable, as if their minds were settling into a new home. Such a possibility scared no one more than the Skipper, who could have lifted two-hundred pounds yesterday, and now could barely lift a frying pan without feeling weak He hated being female!
Interlude
In Hollywood, the new Ginger Grant, once known as Igor, gazed into the mirror at the impossibly beautiful reflection of the woman he had become.
She was so happy! Everybody liked her - perhaps even adored her! Finding out Ginger had a loyal fiancé had been a shock, and an amazing surprise! Her husband to be, Brad, had given her sex last night! It was the first real sex of the former Igor's life. It was so wonderful it had brought tears to her eyes and a scream of joy to her throat!
Any regrets of losing her manhood vanished that night! Life was wonderful now, just as she had planned when he had been Igor. She smiled with malicious enjoyment. Now the former Ginger would be Igor. Let's see how HE likes it. She laughed a cruel, absolutely feminine laugh. Her body and life are all mine!
Chapter 7.
~~~~BACK AT THE ISLAND~~~~
The next morning, after checking in on Ginger, who was soundly sleeping for the first time since receiving her new body, the other castaways had breakfast and decided what they needed to do.
"Ginger must be watched." insisted the Professor.
"That much is obvious, Professor. Mrs. Howell said. The poor dear has been through so much! We must do anything we can to snap her out of her terrible state of mind! No one should suffer so!"
"But how?" asked the Captain in Lovey's delicate tone of voice.
"I don't know, Mrs. Howell, but he - she must be helped!" the Professor said.
"Mary Anne! You just called me Mrs. Howell! I only look like her, you know."
"And you called me Mary Anne, Skipper!"
The former Mary Anne giggled from within the Professor's body.
"It's not funny, Professor!" said Mrs. Howell in the Captain's body.
"Now you've gone and done it too, Captain - I mean Mrs. Howell! You called me Professor! I'm Mary Anne! She's the Professor!" The country girl inside the male body of the Professor pointed to her former body, where the Professor's mind now resided.
The Professor tossed the hair from her face and clutched at her temples to sooth her sudden headache. "This sudden name calling by our appearance may be another part of our minds settling into our new physical structure. It may be a self-defense mechanism against madness! Look everyone, we are confused enough as it is. From now on, I think we should call each other by the body they're in, since it seems to be a natural side effect of the exchange." The Professor spoke in Mary Anne's most reasonable, soothing tones. She paused. "After all, we must face facts - I think it very unlikely that we will get our former bodies back - at least in the conceivable future. Igor apparently has no plans to come back and rescue us."
"I refuse to be called Gilligan! It's such a common name!" said Mr. Howell, indignantly.
Lovey swatted him with the skipper's hat. The strong male body Lovey possesses seemed to instinctively clobber the body of Gilligan whenever he goofed and Lovey saw no reason to fight the urge now that her husband resided in that body! "Shut up, Gilligan, my little buddy! You'll answer to Gilligan if the Professor - I mean Mary Anne - wants you to do so. He- she's a lot smarter than you are, so just do as she says. or I'll belt ya!"
The former Mr. Howell just sputtered. Gilligan grinned, and then imitated Mr. Howell's haughty manner.
"Indeed, Gilligan, you forget your place! After all you are the lowest of the low - just a peasant deckhand now. I am now the millionaire! You must refer to me as Mr. Howell!"
All the other castaways hid broad smiles.
"Never!" cried Mr. Howell, folding his thin arms across his chest - very much in Gilligan's manner. Lovey swatted him again and again. Her male arms were now strong from many decades of sailing the seas.
"Now, once again, what's your name?"
"OK, Ok, it's Gilligan. I'm Gilligan." the former Mr. Howell said, nearly weeping as the words came out of his mouth.
"And who I am?"
"You're my wife, of course." Another swat! "Ouch! I mean you're the Captain and my boss." Howell said in pain. How low he had fallen in just a day!
"Good!" Lovey quite enjoyed getting even with Thurston for all the sneering, sexist put-downs over the many years they had been married. He pointed at Gilligan in her husband's body. "And who is that?"
"Thurston Howell the third?" said the new Gilligan with a heart-rending sob.
No one felt sorry for him. Even though there had been no where to spend it, Howell had always held his rich position in life over the others, demanding they do all the work of survival. Payback was a bitch, as they say, and Lovey was one still, despite her male exterior!
The new Captain pointed at Mary Ann's new body. "Who's that?"
"The Professor."
The new Professor grinned. She was beginning to enjoy that name. She had barely graduated high school due to the pressures of helping run her sick parent's farm. The trip to Hawaii was her parent's gift in place of a college education they had been unable to afford. While her parents didn't save enough money for a year at college, there was just enough in her college fund for a brief vacation their dear daughter could remember for the rest of her life!
Then the massive arm of the Skipper pointed again. "And her?"
The new 'Gilligan' looked at Mary Anne's sexy body. Howell wanted to get a dig in for the way his wife was treating him. "Gosh she's pretty!" he added, doing his best to imitate Gilligan's naïveté.
The new Mary Ann flushed with unexpected, feminine pleasure. Lovey Howell was hardly jealous, however. Quite the opposite, in fact. She agreed with her husband's comment. Mary Anne was indeed quite pleasurable to the eyes!
As the only young woman left on the island, the former Professor was beginning to feel like a single sheep surrounded by five hungry wolves!
To be continued... !