Alice finished changing into the clothes that were in the bathroom and ended up wearing a pink maternity dress with poofy sleeves and a lace collar, along with two inch shiny pink heels. She didn’t notice that her blonde hair was now in a big bouffant beehive, nor that her older face was plastered in old fashioned makeup.
She exited the bathroom and was immediately grabbed by the man who spun her around like a tango dip and pulled her into a passionate kiss she very much did not enjoy or want.
Alice pulled away from the unwanted affection and tried to chastise the man but ended up saying:
“If you keep up like that, I’ll be having twins!”
The ethereal audience laughed at her comment and Alice was left confused, she kept spewing out these cheesy lines.
“That’s not what I meant to say!” She raised her voice.
She was satisfied with being able to speak her mind but suddenly her body moved on its own, her face smiled and with a wink and cock of her hips she added against her will,
“I’ll be having triplets!” She exclaimed.
“Make it quadruplets!” The man said and slapped her slightly saggy butt.
The laughter and cheering returned. Alice was mortified at what he had done, it was sexist and appalling.
But instead of speaking her mind and standing up for herself, she passively allowed him to speak and treat her however he wished.
Before she could do anything the laughter died out and her world became black.
The next thing Alice knew she was standing in a kitchen, wearing a white frilly apron that just barely fit around her massive belly. Her hands were busying themselves with cooking something over the stove, and she was melodically humming with a wide, toothy smile that made her pronounced laugh lines even more pronounced. The older blonde struggled against the things she was forced to do but eventually gave up on resisting, finding it much easier to just go with the retro flow for the time being.
Then the man entered the kitchen, accompanied by a musical jingle.
“Honey I’m home!” He said in the most generic way possible.
Instead of rolling her eyes as she wanted to, she instead went up to the man (leaving the stove burning) and wrapped her arms around his neck and embraced him. Alice was too tired to fight even when his tongue forcefully entered her mouth.
Suddenly her the man she assumed was her husband opened his eyes in shock and quickly let her go.
“Alice! The stove!” He shouted in alarm. The audience laughed along.
Alice then spun on her high heels and practically dove to the kitchen stove, turning it off and opened the glass top of the stove to reveal a burnt and blackened mess.
Against her will her body forced her face into an overly shocked expression, slapping her free hand to her forehead. The audience made mocking sighs of concern.
“Good Golly! The dinner is ruined, how ever could let this happen?” Her body forced her to say while she was fully aware that it was her handsy husband’s fault.
“Well Alice, you are just a woman!” He replied condescendingly, to which the fake audience laughed.
Alice’s shock finally matched her face at that blatantly sexist statement.
“Me?! It-it was you mister hot-lips!” She stated against her will. Alice most certainly did not find this man attractive but the audience didn’t care and laughed at her.
“Oh come on honey bun, you were asking for it!” He chimed, the laughter continued.
Alice was mortified at that sentence but her body acted against her will. She tried to fight it but she lost once again and proceeded to pull her “husband” against her and this time she forced her tongue into his mouth. But for some reason this forced action didn’t make her feel dominant or powerful. She was simply feeding this bastard’s ego and desire. The audience was a mixture of laughter and swooning.
“You’re right James, I’m begging for it my stud-muffin!” She announced with glee.
The voiced now roared with laughter. On the inside Alice was completely distraught at what this place was making her do and say.
Alice had to find a way out of this patriarchal nightmare, she had to find that remote. It was the only way she could be rid of this place and this ridiculous baby bump and get back to her 16 year old body.