“Ugh you guys are like totally rude” Chloe Thomas yelled from the back of class. “Cut it out guys!” Mr Pickens yelled at the two troublemakers of Highlands High School Chris Martin and Austin Jensen in his history class. Austin and Chris were usually culprits whenever someone in the class got in trouble, the two best friends were the school stoners, and were both on their way to failing the 11th grade. The class was learning about the 1950s and Chris and Austin couldn’t stop giggling at the most fact a lot of women were pretty little housewives. They had been teasing Chloe who sat next to them, that she would 100% be a housewife back then “Ugh my boyfriend would like totally beat you guys up.” She said seriously while girlishly flipping her hair. “Of course you need a man to help you.” Spencer said as broke him and Austin broke out in laughter.

“Boys! Stop!” Mr Pickens fired another warning. Like always, the two punks laughed in the face of the scrawny older man. “I’m tired of it boys!” Mr Pickens said snapping, “Go to the office now! I wish both of you knew how tough it was on woman back then, and even in present day!” Both boys got up from their seats still smiling,

“Bro you wanna skip the office and go smoke at the park.” Chris flipped his greasy shaggy hair out of his face. “You read my mind dude.” Austin laughed. As the two headed out to the park , Austin started feeling dizzy, he held out his to adjust his balance. Chris grabbed it to help him stay upright, “Uh thanks dude, that was weird.” He said.

By the time the pair arrived at the empty park, neither had noticed but Chris was now much taller than Austin. As Austin went to take the weed out of his backpack, he noticed the swingset at the playground, he suddenly felt the massive urge to go swing. He passed his backpack to Chris who sat crossed legged in his basketball shorts on the bench. “I’m going to go swing!” His high voice said. “Okay be safe.” Chris said softly. Austin passed Chris his backpack, Chris watched as the little figure swang back and forth on the swingset. Everytime Austin swang forward, it looked like his hair was getting longer and longer. The clothes on his body starting turning pink as well. While this probably should’ve freaked Chris out, he was too busy rummaging through his purse trying to find his phone. It didn’t occur to Chris that he suddenly had a purse, or more importantly that he sat crossed legged in a tight white dress with beautiful long blonde hair flowing in the soft breeze.

“Okay honey we got to go, I’ve got to start dinner before your father gets home!” Christine Pickens said to her daughter Ashley. “Awww” the little blonde 10 year old said as she jumped off the swing in her cute pink dress. Christine grabbed her daughter’s hand and slung her purse over her shoulder. The park was silent except for the sound of breeze and Christine’s fur boots clicking as she walked to her minivan.

As the young housewife was finishing up dinner Mr Pickens walked through the door. As he smelt the delicious dinner Ashley came and jumped into his arms, “Daddy!” The little girly girl yelled in her high pitch voice. “How’s my princess?” Mr Pickens said picking her up. “Great! Moomy and I went to the park after school today!” Mr Pickens walked into the kitchen carrying Ashley, there he saw his much younger blonde trophy wife. The way her tight dress hugged her hourglass shaped body took his breath away. “Hey honey, how was your day?” She said wrapping her arms around him and leaning in for a kiss. The happy couple held the kiss for more than 15 seconds, Ashley rolled her eyes. “It was great baby, I taught the class about the 1950s.” Mr Pickens said pulling out Christine’s chair for her before he sat down himself. Christine flattened her dressed and femininely crossed her legs as she sat down, “Goodness being a housewife back then must’ve been so lovely.” Christine sighed.