“You stole my boyfriend!” cried Nancy as she barged into her sister’s room.

“What?” cried Elle, closing her laptop abruptly.  “I would never!  You know I wouldn’t!  I don’t even like Tom all that much, I do not know what you see in that nerd.”

Nancy glanced at the laptop, and the way one of Elle’s hands was still hiding under her desk.  “Were you jilling off to tentacle porn again?”

Elle blushed, and shook her head.  “Not jilling off, no.”

“Then what are you doing with that hand of yours, hmmm?”  Nancy stepped further into the room so she could see under Elle’s desk, and just what Elle’s hand was tangled with.  “Holy!”

Elle’s blush got worse.  “I got Betty to venn me.  Everything else the same.  It... retracts.  When I’m not turned on.”

The two foot long suckered monstrosity sticking out of Elle’s lavender panties slowly reeled back in, vanishing with a wet slurp.

“That was one of the most twisted things I’ve ever seen.  I did not need to see my sister’s tentacle-dick.”  Nancy stuck her tongue out at Elle.

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.  Puts my Bad Tentacle dildo to shame.  Betty liked it, too.”

Nancy put her hands over her ears.  “La la la, can’t hear you!”

“You’d have an easier time not hearing me if you weren’t in my room.  Go away!”

Nancy turned to go, then turned back just as the video on Elle’s laptop started playing again.  She couldn’t see much, but could tell the screen was full of tentacles before Elle slammed it closed once more.  “What now?”

“I can’t find Tom.”

Elle’s neck rolled back in frustration and she stared at the ceiling.  “Does it look like he’s in this room?” she asked acerbically.

“Could be.  I venned him into a pair of panties last week.  He wanted the full experience, so I wore him a couple times and put him through the wash last night.  I checked and checked in the dryer, but he’s not there!” wailed Nancy.  “I changed him for a year, if I can’t find him he’ll be stuck until after Prom!”

Elle started to look guilty.  “Uh, what’d he look like?”

“Plain lavender panties.  Oh.  No.  Elle, you didn’t!”

“I didn’t know!” wailed Elle.  “I was out of underwear, and they looked so comfy...  I’m sorry!”  She stripped out of the panties and tossed them to her sister.

Nancy nearly dropped them, then wrinkled her nose.  “What the hell is this black goop?”

“Uh...  That’s from the tentacle.  I think it’s treacle.  Better give them a good hand washing.”

Nancy growled and stomped her way out of Elle’s bedroom, down the hall, and into the laundry room.  She hoped that a good hand wash would make Tom forgive what had happened.  First she gently soaked out all the stains, then kneaded the panties in warm soapy water until her fingers started to wrinkle.  Then she rolled it up in a towel to wring out some of the water, and hung the panties to dry.

When she went back to find them the next day, they were missing.

“ELLE!”

Giggling from Elle’s bedroom made it clear who the culprit was this time.  Nancy’s stomping was even louder than the previous day, and she found that Elle’s door was already open.  Elle was lounging on her bed, a canary-eating grin dominating her face.

Spread before her on the bed were four pairs of lavender panties.  “It’s time to play ‘which one is my boyfriend’!”

“Where did you even find...  Did these all come from the Venn Machine?”

“Cleverness will be rewarded, but not by the answer you seek.”

Nancy rolled her eyes and snatched up all four.  “I hope your friend doesn’t mind being stuck in my panty drawer.”

Elle giggled.  “Right answer.”

Nancy stormed out of her sister’s room and on into her own.  She slammed the door behind herself.  “Now what am I supposed to do with all of you?  I hope one of you is Tom...”

She examined each one in turn, but couldn’t find any distinguishing differences.  They even had the same pattern of swirls on the tag.  Nancy pondered that for a time, then folded all four panties to put the tags side by side.  Identical.

“So... either she got the same result four times by luck, or... turned you into four copies of the same set of panties.  I wonder how she pulled that off?”  Nancy started to grin.  “I don’t care, it’s brilliant!  Now I can wear you every day!”

Nancy put on one of the pairs, and tucked the rest into her drawer, then went about her day.  Before long she’d put the whole thing out of mind, though she did thank Elle the next time she saw her.  Elle’s grin was inscrutable...

Nancy found out the reason for the grin late that night.  A noise by her dresser woke her, and she could hear someone else in the room, breathing.  She squeaked softly, then grabbed her phone and turned on the flashlight.

The beam revealed the shirtless form of her boyfriend, Tom.  He held up his arm to block the blinding light.  “Sorry,” he whispered.

Nancy sighed with relief.  “Oh, it’s just you.  I thought it was a burglar.”  She turned her phone off, and turned on her bedside lamp instead.

“Someone trying to steal your panties?” asked Tom with a grin.

Nancy winced and stared at his feet. “How much of that did you figure out?”

“Most of it.  And Elle told me the rest when she re-venned me into four pairs of panties.  Showed me her new toy, too.  Impressive.”

Nancy choked bake a hysterical giggle.  “I know.  Honestly?  I’m a little jealous.”

Tom snickered.  “I bet she could give me one if you asked nicely.”

Nancy’s entire face crumpled in distaste.  “Ask my sister for... that?  Ewww, no.”

“So what do we do now?”

“Find your shirt, and send you home?” asked Nancy.

They looked around, and eventually found the shirt in bed with Nancy.  Tom claimed that he would treasure it always as his lucky shirt.  Nancy threw a pillow at him in response.

Tom didn’t want to head home, he’d told his parents he was away with friends on spring break, to cover for his time in Nancy’s panty drawer.  Nancy grinned at that.  “So... back in the drawer?”

Tom grinned and nodded.  “Unless you’ve got a better idea?”

Nancy turned her gaze toward her door, and the room of her sister beyond.  She got a positively diabolical look. “I do indeed.  It still involves sneaking you off to the mall, let’s go.”

*** *** ***

Two days later, Nancy once again barged into Elle’s room.  “You’ve done it again!”  She brandished an empty yoghurt container.

Elle shrugged.  “So?  It’s not like your name was on that.”

“Yes it was!  You always do this, but that’s not the part I’m complaining about.”

“What now?” asked Elle, attention waning and turning back toward her closed laptop.

“You’ve stolen Tom again!”

Elle’s eyes went very wide, then cut to the empty bowl sitting beside her laptop.  “You...  He...  Oh, that’s just sick.  And I...”  She started to look rather green, then rapidly fled from the room, brushing past her sister and out the door.  She sped down the hall and was soon puking her guts out into the toilet.

Nancy shook her head as she approached.  “Something wrong, dear sister?”

Elle’s watering eyes were full of dismay, then suddenly she darted back to the toilet to empty her guts once more.  Once she was sure she was done, she flushed the mess away.

Nancy’s eyes went wide in shock.  “You flushed him!  Now what’s going to happen?”

“Oh.  Oh shit, sis, I am so, so sorry.  I didn’t even think.  He’ll be okay eventually, right?”

“I promised him he wouldn’t end up in the sewers!  He’s going to hate me...”

“I... I’m sure it’ll be fine,” stammered Elle.

“Grrr.  I should turn you into a toilet brush.”

Elle looked up at her sister guiltily.  “Okay.”

Nancy took a step back, hand going to her mouth.  “What?  You... what?”

“You’re upset.  I screwed up.  It’ll make you feel better to take it out on me.  Venn me into whatever.”

“You’d... do that?”

Elle flashed her sister a teary grin.  “Yeah.  Bets has turned me into all kinds of weird stuff.  I’ll be fine.  C’mon, let’s go!  I wanna see how twisted you can be.”

Stunned, Nancy followed her sister to the garage, and let her drive them to the mall.  There was no line at the Venn Machines, so Elle marched up to one and set it for a day.  “Call it a gift, to make up for stealing.”  Elle eagerly entered one side.

Nancy followed into the other half of the booth.  She realized the depth of her mistake when she felt a sudden chill as her dress vanished.  

Tom stood beside her, unharmed.  He tapped the interface to let the machine know he accepted the chance to be changed again.  “Hey, Elle.”

“But you...  Nancy!  You lied!  And you’re naked!  Oh, this is hilarious.  I should just cancel now, and let you streak the mall.”

Nancy smirked.  “I’m not naked.”  Which was true enough, she still had a bra and panties.  She tapped the interface twice.  “You’re naked.”

Elle squealed as her clothes vanished, leaving her without a stitch.  “You bitch!  I was trying to do something nice, but if this is how you want to play...  Dress.”

Tom looked worriedly at Nancy.  “I think that was a bad id...”  Before he could finish, there was a simple green dress fluttering to the floor where the couple had been.

Elle smiled at the handful of mall-goers brilliantly as the doors opened.  She strolled as casually as she could manage to the other side of the machine, grabbed the dress, and slipped into it before exiting the machine once more.  “Show’s over, folks.”

When she got back to the car, Elle realized she didn’t have her keys.  She banged her hand against the roof of the car in frustration.  “Nope.  Not going to give you the satisfaction of changing you back early.  I’ll figure something out.  Without money, keys, or my phone.”

Elle looked back to the mall.  She could borrow a phone, and call... who?  She tried to remember Betty’s phone number, but she’d never actually dialed it, just used her contacts list.  Even her home phone number escaped her.  Eventually she remembered that phone books existed.  Robblee was a rare enough last name that she got Betty’s mom on the first try, and got handed over to Betty.  

“Hey sweet thing, can you come see me at the mall?  I messed up and got all my stuff venned.”

“Can I make you something fun while we do?”

“Not this time.  I have a brand new dress I want to wear, first.”

Betty cooed.  “Be there with bells on.”

Elle’s face lit up when she saw Betty running up to meet her.  She hugged her tight and spun her around, then set her down and twirled to show off her dress.  “What do you think?”

“Pretty plain.  Who is it?”

“My sister.  And her boyfriend.”  Elle told the tale of how she’d accidentally stolen her sister’s boyfriend and the consequences that had followed.

Betty giggled through the lot of it.  “I didn’t know she was a venner too!  Did you?”

Elle shook her head.  “She didn’t like my tentacle, though.  So she’s still pretty square.”

“She can hear you, you know.”

Elle grinned brilliantly.  “I know.  C’mon, let’s go do something fun.”

“Oooh.  We could go dancing!”

They forgot about Elle’s keys and the family car until Betty dropped off a tuckered-out Elle at home.  Elle changed into a comfy outfit and left her new dress on a hanger in her closet, then got Betty to drive her back to the mall.

“Just a reset, or something fun?” asked Betty as they walked across the parking lot.

“Reset first,” said Elle, suppressing a yawn.  “And maybe more fun later.”

“Oooh, I have ideas...  Can I talk you into a year’s change this time?”

Elle bit her lip.  “I...  Look, you’re a blast to hang with, but...  A year.  I can’t miss a year, first year classes are kicking my butt.  I can’t even afford a month.”

“You don’t trust me?” pouted Betty.  She followed the expression with a quick grin.  “Probably for the best.  I’d do something wicked.  My last boyfriend is still hanging in my closet...”

Elle’s eyes widened.  “Seriously?”

Betty nodded.  “He wanted to be a dress, and I maaay have turned the pleasure up a bit that weekend.  Then he begged me to change him back.  So I did.  Three years.”

“Hasn’t anyone... asked?” breathed Elle.

“Nah.  I told his Mom what I’d done, and she approved.  Figured he might get clean if he spends that long inanimate.”

Elle giggled nervously.  “I can’t believe you stole a whole person and got to keep him.”

Betty’s eyes were bright.  “I want to do it again.  Sooo bad.  Can I turn you into a pleasure-dress?”

“Which one is he?” asked Elle, ignoring Betty’s plea.

“The shiny blue one that looks like it’s poured on me.  Your favourite.”

Elle’s breath caught.  “Oh!  Oh, wow...  That dance last week.”

Betty nodded.  “The one where you let me change you after.  Did you like the tentacle?”

“Want it back soooo bad.  But not quite bad enough to get into a machine set for a year, damn it.”

“I’ll have you yet my pretty.  I think you’d look good in purple.”

Elle moaned softly.  “Fuuuck.  Just...  Gah.  So close to letting you...”

Betty slinked up against Elle and nuzzled at her neck.  “You’d be touching me alllll the time.”

“Stop it.  I need to sleep on this.”

Betty sighed and nodded.  “I always push too hard.”

Elle set the machine for eight hours, hopped in, and reset herself before Betty could join her.  She stripped off her loose clothes to reveal the very similar outfit underneath.  Her phone started chiming repeatedly as it picked up all her missed messages.  “Yay, I can once again connect with the world.”

Elle gave Betty a hug, and promised to see her later, after “facing the music”.

Elle’s parents did give her a hard time about leaving the car on the mall lot for long enough to get ticketed, but once she promised to pay the fine they mostly carried on about proper safety protocols and warning people if she might be missing for a while.

“Speaking of which, Nancy’s still my dress.  Just until tomorrow.”

“Ah.  Is this her fault?” asked Elle’s mother.

“Mostly, yeah.  I promised to let her change me for a day, and... well, we got into yet another shouty match, and she’s a dress for a day instead.”

“Well, as long as you cover her chores, I guess it’s okay.”

Elle grumbled about that, but did as asked.

The next day, she was waiting by her closet as time ran out.  Nancy and Tom fumbled the door open from the inside, then tumbled into the light blinking against the brightness.

Elle grinned at them.  “Did you get the full dress experience?”

Nancy nodded.  “That was...  Were you dancing?”

“Yep.  Figured I should show my new dress a good time.  But not tooo good a time, if you know what I mean.”

Nancy made a face, but thanked her sister for the consideration.  “I guess I need to sneak Tom off to the mall again.  There’s a few days left in the break, what do you want to be, Tom?”

“I’m starting to think dresses are better than underthings.  They’re so swishy, and they get to be seen.  Do you have a picture of Betty’s dress, Elle?”

Elle nodded wordlessly, and pulled up some pictures on her phone.  Tom studied them with a grin.  “Think you could pull off a dress like that, Nance?”

“I...  Wow.  Maybe.  Elle, could we get Betty to change Tom instead?  She seems to be the most experienced venner we know.”

Elle giggled.  “She’s nuts for it.  But if you heard about the dress, you also heard the rest...”

“We could spot for you, while she changes you,” offered Tom softly.  “If you want a year change.”

Elle’s eyes went wide and she grabbed her phone.  “Yes!”

Before long, the three of them were at the mall, and Elle was jumping into Betty’s arms.  “You get to change me for a year!  Make it something that meets the Uni’s standards, please?”

“I’ll be ready to change her back if you don’t,” glowered Nancy.

Betty giggled at her.  “I’ll be good.  With her.  Your boy-toy, now...”

“What about me?” asked Tom.

“Elle texted me about your request.  I accept... with conditions.”

Tom raised an eyebrow curiously.

“I will transform you for eight hours.  You’ll end up fitting me, not her, so I will also wear you for those eight hours, taking my sweetie here out dancing for some of it.”

“How does that get me what I want?” asked Tom.

“Because that dress will then be in your history.  If Nancy here calls that form up, it’ll fit her, not you.  So she’ll be able to change you back into a sexy red dress whenever she wants.”

Nancy’s eyes widened as fast as her grin.  “We accept your terms!”

Betty grinned, and set the Venn Machine for a year’s change.  Before she could say anything, Elle had already jumped inside.  “Excellent.  You’ll enjoy it, trust me.”

Nancy and Tom shared nervous glances while waiting for the change to finish.  After the first minute, Nancy started pacing back and forth in front of the Venn Machine, and thus came face to face with Elle the moment the door opened.

Nancy stared for a moment, jaw dropping open.  “You’re beautiful!”

Elle grinned, and pirouetted out of the machine.  Her skin glittered under the lights, as it was buffed to a high gloss.  “I feel amazing.”  She danced to the mirror beside the Venn Machines, and stared into her face.  “How did you do this?”

Betty snuggled up beside you.  “Practice.  I wanted to make you shiny, and still all you, and... what do you think?”

Elle hugged her and kissed her ferociously, until Betty was struggling in her grip to break away.  Betty stood there panting as Elle looked at her in confusion.  “What’d I do?”

“You don’t need to breathe,” panted Betty.  “I still do.”

“Ooops,” giggled Elle.  “Also... woah.  Cool.  What else does this body do?”

Betty shrugged.  “Usual semi-inanimate stuff.  You won’t need as much sleep, so you can do more studying and catch up in classes.  No need for food, so you get to save some money there.  No sweating and such, so less time wasted cleaning.  Plus I gave you a few bonus features.”  She reached around behind Elle’s neck and pressed a button.

Elle froze in place.  Betty pressed another button, and Elle spoke without moving her lips.  “I am a pretty pretty princess.”  Betty cycled the first button again, so Elle could move.

Elle laughed uproariously.  “You can turn me into a toy?”

Betty nodded eagerly.  Nancy glared at her but sighed.  “Okay, fine. I’m not going to throw her back in the Venn Machine.  She seems happy enough with the change.  Are you happy, sis?”

Elle nodded eagerly.  “I feel so limber, it’s like my joints are super-flexible, too.  I wanna go dancing like this!  Imagine how I’d look in the lights!”

“Sure,” agreed Betty.  “I just need a dress...”  She looked over at Tom and beckoned him closer with a crooked finger.  “C’mere, dress.  Prepare for eight hours of wonder.”

Soon the doors were closed behind them, and Nancy started pacing again.  Before she could get too agitated, Betty popped out again and scooped up her prize.  She held it aloft in a classic video game victory pose.  “Tada!  Now I’ve stolen your boyfriend, too.”

“Betty!”  Nancy tried to stay angry, but Betty’s grin was too cheesy for her to stay angry.  “Fine.  Time to pay the piper.”  She stepped up to the machine, and set it for another eight hours.  “Sis?”

Elle stepped into the other half of the machine Nancy had entered.  “What now?  I want to go dancing, don’t change me and waste the year.”

“You need a nice dress to dance in, right?  Call it a make-up gift for the earlier stunt.”

Elle grin lit up the booth.  “You got it, sis!  This way you get to dance with your sweetie.  Clever.”

Nancy blushed.  “I hope it’ll be nice.”

Elle’s grin became impish.  “Oh, it will be.”  She tapped a few times, studied the result, and tapped a few more.  “One more detail.  Pleasure.”

Nancy would have gasped as she fell to the floor.  She’d spent a day as a dress not long before, but it hadn’t felt remotely as... slithery and tingly and warm.  Was it warm in the Venn Machine?  She’d never felt warm like that before.

Then hands were picking her up, and swishing through the air sent her mind reeling.  Being worn was even more befuddling, and she completely lost track of every conceivable objection when the body wearing her started to dance...

*** *** ***

“Earth to Nancy, come in Nancy.”

Nancy realized she wasn’t a dress any more.  Hand’t been for a little while, in fact.  She glanced up at her sister standing outside the door of the Venn Machine, and tried to understand what was going on.  She failed.  “Elle?”

“Whew.  Worried I’d overdone it.  I changed you back early so we could have a talk.  C’mon, get up.”

Nancy rose unsteadily to her feet, and staggered out of the machine and into Elle’s arms.  Elle helped her over to one of the mall benches, where they sat beside Betty, still wearing her shiny red dress.

“Tom’s been through what you have, except more intense,” explained Elle.  “I bet you’d let me change you back right now.  Right?”

Nancy nodded slowly.  “It wouldn’t take much persuading.”

“Tom will probably beg you to change him back.  So... have fun with it, okay?”

Betty pulled off the dress, leaving her only wearing a bra and bike shorts.  She slipped on a fresh shirt while Elle set up the machine once more.  Elle took the dress from her sweetie, and gestured for Nancy to enter one side.  Nancy did so without even looking at the duration.  A moment later, Tom was standing opposite her.

Despite his starry-eyed look, he moved quickly enough to continue the change when Nancy asked him to.  He knelt before her and groveled to become her dress.  Nancy started to feel a little guilty, but remembered to bring up his history.  Right there was the shiny red dress, in her size.  Avarice took over then, and a tap on the green button ended Tom’s groveling.

This time it was Nancy who held up her prize in a victory pose.  “Thanks Betty.  Worked like a charm.”

Betty shared a grin with Elle.  “Going to keep him that way all year?”

“WHAT?” shouted Nancy.  “You set it for a year?”

Elle nodded, grinning like mad.  “You didn’t even notice.  But don’t worry, you can change him back whenever you like.  Just pop him in the machine.”

Nancy started toward the Venn Machine, but stopped when she felt the swish of fabric against her arm.  “But he’s so pretty...  And he wanted this.  It won’t hurt to keep him a couple more days, right?”

“You turned the pleasure down, right?” asked Betty.

“Um, no.  I just used his history like you said.”

Betty shrugged.  “If he’s not the addictive type, you’ll be able to wean him off it.  Just taper him down a day at a time, then hang him up in your closet for a day.  You could wear him for a couple of days, then wean in time for classes on Monday.”

Nancy bit her lip and looked to Elle, who nodded at her.  “He’ll be fine.”

“Or maybe you’ll decide to keep him.  Totally up to you now.”

“He’ll still be fine, though.  Happy.  You remember how it felt...”

Nancy sighed softly and stroked the dress.  “I’ve stolen my own boyfriend...”

Elle winked at Betty when Nancy wasn’t looking.  “I’m sure you’ll both be happy.”

Nancy nodded.  “Yeah.  This is...  I have to wear him.”

Betty pointed toward the restroom, but Nancy pulled off her shirt right there, and wriggled into the dress.  Then she tugged her sweats off, and posed in front of the mirror.  Tom clung to every curve, shimmering in the light.  “Oh.  Oh wow.”

“You do good work, sweetie-love.”

Betty grinned.  “I do at that.”

Nancy practically danced all the way to the car.

The next day, she found a second-hand dressmaker’s dummy that could be adjusted to her size.  Whenever she wasn’t wearing the dress, it was on the dummy instead, so she could see it out of the corner of her eye when reading or playing on her phone.

The day after that, Nancy started to feel agitated.  Yet again, she barged into Elle’s room, drawing a sigh from her sister.  “What now?”

“I can’t keep him.  I want to, but I can’t.  He didn’t get to choose.”

“You know where the Venn Machine is,” said Elle dismissively.

Nancy wrung her hands.  “I can’t.  I’m not strong enough, I’ll turn him back into a dress.”

Elle smirked.  “You’ve got it bad.  Okay, I’ll come watch over Tom, and make sure you change him back.”   She hopped off her bed, and threw on a pretty blue dress that Nancy hadn’t seen before.  

Nancy eyed her sister.  “Who’s that?”

Elle giggled.  “Bets wanted to give it a whirl.  Maybe I’ll change her back while we’re there.”

Nancy rolled her eyes.  “You two are something else.”

Elle’s giggles got louder.  “Yeah.  I’m a life-size doll, and she’s a dress.”

Elle drove the two of them back to the mall, and paid the Venn Machine, then tapped the year icon.  “Another year?”

Nancy stared at the display for a long time, licked her lips, then tapped the day once.  “Best to avoid temptation, right?”  She opened the machine, set her shiny red dress gently in one side, then scooted around to the other.

To her surprise, Tom smiled at her, looking none the worse for wear.  “What?  Did I do the pleasure thing wrong?”

Tom shook his head.  “Betty didn’t crank up the pleasure levels.  She lied to you.  Then told me to play along.”

Nancy gnawed at her lip.  “I could change that.”

“Do you want to?” asked Tom, eyes catching hers, boring into her intensely.

“Yes.  So very much yes.  But I can’t do it if you don’t agree.  And... and you have classes, and all that.  I can’t just... take all that away.”

Tom sighed.  “Yeah.  This has been a great break from the stress, though.  How about this - whoever gets the highest grades this term gets to decide.”

“Decide?” asked Nancy. “Decide what?”

“What both of us will be for the summer.”

Nancy grinned.  “You’re on.  No slacking, buster.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.  Maybe I’ll get to wear you as a dress.”

Nancy giggled.  “Oh!  You’d like being a girl?”

“Being a dress and panties was fun.  I’m game to give it a try.”

A moment later, the Venn Machine opened to reveal two Nancies.  Elle grinned. “Happy?”

“Yeah.  Despite you two being meddlers.  One of us is going to rock a sexy bod this summer, the other will be the swimsuit.  Highest grades gets to pick.”

Elle’s eyes lit up.  “Cool.  I wonder if Bets would go for that.”

Nancy tilted her head toward the machine.  “You know where the Venn Machines are.”

To Nancy’s surprise, Betty emerged, but Elle lay in a crumpled heap of fabric.  “You two have some interesting ideas.”  She tossed the dress to Nancy, then pointed to Tom.  “You, in.  I need someone to take Elle’s place for a day, and you’re nominated.”

“Why would I do that?”

Betty grinned.  “So you get to go home with your sweetie and spend the night.  As do I.”

Tom grinned broadly.  “You are dangerous.  I’m in.”

On the way back to the house, Nancy started giggling.

“What?”

“Now my boyfriend has stolen my sister.”

Tom giggled along with her.  “Betty’s the one who really stole her.  Pity about that doll body, though.”

Nancy shrugged.  “Eh.  She’ll trust Betty to change her for a year again.”

“Should she?”

Nancy laughed.  “Probably not, at that.  But I’m sure she’ll have fun.  You might get stuck taking her place.”

Tom flashed Nancy a big grin.  “Sounds good to me.  Oh... but who’d take her courses?”

Nancy considered that.  “She could.  You spend the nights as Elle, and days as Tom.  She spends days as herself, and nights with Betty.”

“Sounds messy.  Easier to just be honest about everything.”

Nancy stopped the car.  “You can’t!  Not tonight, you’ll mess up everything.”

Tom held up his hand with three fingers extended.  “I’ll keep your secret.  Scout’s honor.”

“More like girl scout,” giggled Nancy.

Nancy coached Tom on how to act like Elle.  It wasn’t hard, Elle mostly stayed in her room except at mealtimes.  Nancy helped Tom with Elle’s chores, and her father complimented them on how well they were getting along for once.  Nancy tried not to giggle too much at that.  She got an odd look from her mother, then a speculative grin, but her mother didn’t say anything.

They managed to keep the pretence going until Monday morning, when the couples met at the mall to get everyone in the right bodies once more.

Elle grinned at Tom.  “Did you get me in trouble?”

“Indirectly.  Your parents think you and Nancy are getting along great, now.”

Elle’s eyes widened comically.  “Fiendish!”

They all laughed at that.  Tom was the first to stop, and sighed.  “Ah well.  Back to the grind.”

“Aww, don’t be sad sweetie.  There are still more things to steal.”

“Like what?”

“My heart, for one.  And...”  Nancy leaned in and smooched him on the nose.  “Kisses!”  She darted off, giggling all the way.

Tom chuckled and shook his head, but he was grinning all the way to class.