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		     TG: Miss-placed (8/?)

	Hey, I'm almost on time with this one! I'm already tinkering 
with a few ideas for the stories that will follow this one. One of 
them isn't among the list on my webpage. I haven't decided which one 
to do, but I do want to get DNA III underway soon.

	My website is at http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/2525.
There you'll find out a little about me and where my stories are
archived. If you are an author of TG stories and you would like to put
a similar page up on that site, let me know.

	This story is copyright 1997 by Stephanie. All rights 
reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long 
as the work is not altered or charged for.

	As always, this is an adult story and it should not be read if
you are under the age of eighteen.

		       Miss-placed Part Eight
			       by
			    Stephanie

	Gareth kneeled over the visibly frightened woman and laughed.
Ever since he had taken over the Yul Brynner android he had been
fascinated by the Dodge City dancing girl. Now, after days of pursuing
her and her sheriff friend he had finally caught her.

	He had followed them at a distance for some time, but had lost
them when they had entered the half-finished Roman style town. Gareth
had been able to find them the next day and he had defeated the sheriff
yet again. As he had expected, Julia hadn't been far from her protector.
She had unloaded her gun at Gareth and he considered himself lucky she
hadn't hit him. Then she had turned and ran.

	Julia had managed to escape him yet again. She had climbed down
some sort of tunnel which was barely large enough for her and too big
for Gareth. He was undecided about what to do next. Should he go back to
the sheriff? She would almost certainly come back for him. Then, a
thought occurred to Gareth. Before she had escaped him, Julia had been
trying to get to the large temple that dominated the center of the town.
What was so important there?

	Gareth had quickly made his way over to the temple. It was
dominated by a large statue of a woman. It was probably meant to be one
of the old Roman goddesses, he decided. Inside he found two sleeping bags
and some discarded clothing. He saw Martin's gunbelt and realized Julia
was trying to get back to the temple to reload. Gareth quickly gathered
up the bullets and retreated to the far side of the temple. There he sat
down behind a pillar and began to wait. Julia would return sooner or
later and then she'd be his. He felt himself growing erect as he thought
about what he would do with her when he finally got his hands on her.

	He was prepared to wait all day if necessary, but Julia appeared
barely forty minutes later. Gareth was startled to note she wasn't alone.
His first thought was that she had joined up with Martin. Gareth had put
a bullet through Martin's leg, though, so he wouldn't be going anywhere
very fast. Julia's companion was someone, something, very different. It
was huge and Gareth gaped at the sight of its head. Julia was talking to
it as if it was an old friend. Since when did she know any minotaurs?

	Maybe the program running the Julia android had got a little
unbalanced when Martin had taken her out of the Dodge City area. Well,
it didn't matter. She still seemed to be operating well enough for what
Gareth wanted. Julia rummaged through the clothes on the sleeping bags.
"Where the hell are all the bullets?" she exclaimed in frustration.

	That was the cue for his entrance. "Do you mean these?" he asked
as he stepped from behind the pillar. He kept the rifle trained on Julia
and the minotaur with one hand while he displayed a pile of bullets in
the other.

	Julia shivered and she looked visibly afraid of him. Julia was a
little bedraggled after her days on the run from Gareth, but she still
looked very beautiful. Her long, blonde hair spilled free down her back
and framed her elegant face. Her toga was a little dirty from crawling
through the maintenance tunnel. Gareth could see the swell of her breasts
through the thin fabric. He turned her attention away from Julia's
voluptuous body. He couldn't afford to be distracted while the minotaur
was still around. Where had Julia found that thing anyway? As far as he
could tell the place was deserted.

	"Why can't you leave me alone?" Julia cried at him in obvious
despair.

	"Why would I do that?" Gareth replied. "You're such a pretty
thing." He allowed his gaze to wander up Julia's perfect body. It was
hard to believe she was just a machine.

	A flicker of movement in the corner of his eye was all the
warning he got that the minotaur was going to attack. Gareth swung his
rifle around and fired point blank into its chest. It tried to take
another step and then collapsed. Cautiously, he kicked the minotaur onto
it's back and, making sure he kept the rifle trained on it, he examined
it more closely. Finally convinced it was 'dead', he turned back to
Julia.

	She was rummaging through a bag of tools, frantically looking
for something she could use as a weapon. Gareth walked leisurely over
to her. "Where do you keep finding these people to defend you?" he asked
her. Getting no response he added, "They're all gone now, though. Now
it's just you and me." Julia turned onto her back and looked at him. She
was still clutching the toolbag.

	He almost laughed as he saw her eyes widen as he undid his
gunbelt. He moved down on top of her, pulling the bag out of her grip as
he did so. He tossed it aside and then turned his attention to her.
Gareth ran one hand up her leg and under her toga. Her skin was velvety
soft and he felt his desire increasing. His hand reached her panties.
Slowly, but surely, he pulled them down so he would have access to her
sex. He feverishly undid his pants, he couldn't wait any longer. "You're
mine now, Julia. You might as well lie back and enjoy it." he told the
frightened woman.

	Gareth pushed his pants and shorts down to his knees, revealing
his intensely eager erection. He lay against Julia, using the weight of
his body to hold her down. His cock was pressed into the warm flesh of
her thigh. "I wish I could meet the person who designed your body," he
told her as his hand massaged one of her breasts. "Whoever it was, did a
fantastic job."

	"You're not an android!" Julia exclaimed in shock, "You're a
guest here like me!"

	He looked down at her in surprise. She couldn't be a guest. That
body was definitely one of the computer controlled androids in the Dodge
City saloon. He was sure that the program he had slipped into the Dodge
City computers would only have transferred him to the Yul Brynner
gunslinger android. It shouldn't have affected any other guest. He cast
his mind back to the abandoned electric car he had found the day before.
The note the driver had left behind suggested massive computer trouble.
That meant the Dodge City staff had tried to remove his programs and that
had triggered the defences he had written into them. Perhaps his programs
had corrupted some of the data files for the computer controlled androids
with information from the guest registration information.

	Yes, that must be it, he decided. If Julia had been a real
person, then she would have gone to the Dodge City authorities straight
away. The fact that she hadn't meant it was just an odd effect of his
protection programs. He began caressing her breasts again. Gareth
manoeuvred himself so he could enter her. As he lifted himself up to
enter her Julia bucked violently and threw him off to the side.

	Gareth landed heavily and cursed. Why couldn't she accept that
she was beaten? He looked at her and was surprised to note that she
wasn't trying to run from him. She had pulled out a small palm-sized
black box from under her back and pointed it at him. What the hell was
that? It certainly wasn't a weapon. He had made certain no other weapons
were hidden there before Julia had appeared.

	She smiled and said "bye bye!" Before pressing the button on the
box.

	Nothing happened. She just must be stalling for time in the
forlorn hope that Martin could make it back to the temple. He leapt back
on top of her. Or at least, he tried to. His body wasn't responding! It
was just lying where he had fallen.

	Julia's smile got wider as she stood up. "I was half-afraid this
wouldn't work," she told him. "Command: stand up."

	Gareth felt his body moving and it quickly stood upright. He
tried to retake control of his body, but no matter how he tried he
couldn't move a single muscle. He felt his pants fall down to his ankles.

	Julia laughed. Then she remembered Tony and she went to check on
the minotaur. Gareth could see her checking the creature out of the
corner of his eye. It wasn't moving at all. Julia stood and looked at
Gareth, "I just hope for your sakes he's alright."

		*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

	"Ma'am, We're not allowed to open guests personal effects boxes."
the worried young man told Sylvia.

	"There are several exceptions," Sylvia told him. "One of them is
if you have reason to believe illegal munitions have been hidden in
them." She handed one of the boxes to the young man and picked up
another. "Follow me, we need to check these."

	He swallowed nervously and carefully carried the box. He had had
little to do during the evacuation of Dodge City except looking after
the personal effects of the guests. Then without warning the boss of the
whole place had walked in and demanded two of the boxes to be opened. "Do
you know what you're looking for?" he asked Sylvia. "Guns? Bombs?"

	"Virus software," came the reply.

	He followed her into a side room in some confusion. Sylvia's head
technician was waiting for them. "But you said you're looking for
munitions."

	Sylvia heaved the box onto the table, "Viruses can be just as
dangerous as a gun if used in the right place."

	The head technician took the other box from the young man and
dismissed him. he put the box on the table next to the other one. "So
which one will we try first?"

	Sylvia looked at the two boxes. They contained the personal
effects of the two guests still unaccounted for. One of them was in the
Yul Brynner android and was probably responsible for the whole mess. She
pointed at one at random and read the tag on the side. "Gareth McCall."

	The head technician pulled open the case and together they
started to pull out the contents. Sylvia put Gareth's clothes to one
side. They had been laundered after Gareth had entered Dodge City and
there'd be no clues there. The she found a small black box, about the
size of a case for a pair of glasses. She found the catch and the case
opened. The case unfolded to form a keyboard and a hologramatic screen
popped into existence several inches above the case.

	She flipped through the index screens to the file manager. "He
hasn't even password protected it." Sylvia flipped through the list of
files. This was almost certainly what they were looking for. She handed
the palm-top computer to her head technician. "Be careful with it
anyway, just in case he has left some traps in it."

	They went through the box of Tony McCarthy's possessions, but
they found nothing out of the ordinary.

	The head technician waved the palm-top computer. "I'll go get
started on this," he told Sylvia.

	She nodded and he headed off to one of the labs. The control
center was quieter now all the guests had been moved back into Dodge
City, this time in their real bodies. All the computer-controlled
androids had been shut down and were in storage. She returned McCarthy's
box back to the storeroom and headed back to the main control room. Her
bosses were convinced everything would be find after the main computers
could be rebooted from the core memory files. That would remove the
viruses and restore full control over the theme park.

	They could only do that, though, when the four missing guests
were found. She had had most of her staff scouring all through the Dodge
City area and come up with nothing. Sylvia entered the control room and
looked around. Most of the posts were filled, but none of the operators
were doing anything. Most of the boards had been deactivated by the
viruses and no-one dared use the rest for fear of what might happen.

	"Anything happen while I was gone?" she asked.

	One of the operators turned around, "I got an odd reading, but
I've no idea if it means anything or not."

	Sylvia walked over to him, "what have you got?"

	"I've got a report of an android being 'killed' in the Mythical
sector. It says the Minotaur has been disabled."

	"The Minotaur? Some of the androids for that sector were being
tested last week" Sylvia said, thinking out loud.

	"True," replied the operator, "but the operating programs for
them aren't even near to completion. Not even the viruses could have
activated that android."

	"Maybe something, or someone, else did." Sylvia went over to the
intercom and called security. "Get your team back here, they're in the
Mythical sector!"

		*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

	Julian held on tightly to the box as he grinned at the frozen
gunslinger. He had been afraid that the cutout wouldn't work on Yul, but
it was obvious the gunslinger was under his control.

	Carefully, he moved over to Tony. The minotaur was totally inert.
At least Tony should be safe, thought Julian. He turned back to the
gunslinger who hadn't moved. "Command: you can use your mouth."

	Julian was unsure if that command would work, but Yul started
shouting almost immediately. "Let me go, you fucking machine!"

	"Shut it!" Julian replied coldly. "Or I'll use this to make you
do some really unpleasant things. Now, do you know how this happened? Why
you and me ended up in the wrong android bodies?"

	Gareth tried to struggle, but he only had control of his face.
He looked at the fury on Julian's face and decided honesty was his best
course of action. It was obvious to him now that Julian was a real person
after all. "I think it was my fault. It was only suppose to steer me into
this body. It shouldn't have affected anyone else."

	"Why that body? What's so special about it?"

	"It's a cool body. Who wouldn't want it?" Gareth replied.

	Julian looked at Gareth in disbelief. "You mean all this is
because you wanted be Yul Brynner?"

	"I was here in the original Dodge City, before the androids
went nuts. The Brynner android stalked through the town like it owned it.
Everyone feared and respected it, especially the real people."

	"What's your name?"

	"Gareth McCall."

	"Well Gareth, do you have the faintest idea of what I've gone
through because of stupid little desire?"

	Gareth had some idea, but he decided he should keep quiet. The
last thing he wanted to do now was anger this woman further.

	"I'm going to make you do something I had to do." Julian stopped
for a moment to collect his thoughts. "Command: completely remove your
pants and shorts."

	Again, Gareth felt his body moving beyond his control. His pants
were already around his ankles and his body simply stepped out of them
leaving him naked from the waist down.

	"Command: remove all your clothes." Julian ordered.

	As his body obeyed the command, Gareth worried about what was
going through Julian's mind. Whatever it was, he was sure he wouldn't
like it. His body finished removing the last of his clothes and he stood
still again.

	Julian walked over to Gareth. It was only now that he realized
his penis was still fully erect. Julian had already noticed it. "You
won't be needing that anymore. Command: lose that erection."

	Gareth felt his member deflate like a balloon. "Look, I'm really
sorry about all this. I thought you were just another computer
controlled android. Not a real person!"

	Julian ignored Gareth and began sorting through his own discarded
clothes until he found what he was looking for. "This was particularly
annoying, it really cuts into your sides." He held up a pink corset for
Gareth to see.

	Gareth wondered why Julian was showing it to him. It was only as
Julian approached him that he finally realized what was going on.
"Please don't do that!" he begged.

	Julian said nothing and began to lace up the corset around
Gareth. The fabric it was made from felt soft to him, but he could
already feel the supports sewn into it. Julian pulled the corset as
tight as he could and then tied it up. Gareth could barely breathe and
the corset did dig into his sides.

	Julian came back into Gareth's field of vision and looked
critically at his waist. "Not bad. Ready for the dress?"

	"Let me go, you stupid bitch!" Gareth yelled in Julian's face.

	"I'll take that as a yes. Pity I don't have a spare pair of
panties for you. Or maybe you're the kind of slut that doesn't wear any.
Command: put this dress on."

	Julian watched with a smirk on his face as he watched the
gunslinger struggle into a dress which was far too small for him. "Right,
now put on my boots." He frowned when Gareth didn't move. "Oops!
Command: wear these boots."

	Gareth's body had real trouble putting on the high-heeled boots.
They were really tight and uncomfortable. If he had been in his real body
he would have been in agony.

	"Command: stand up."

	Gareth staggered to his feet and looked at the young woman.
Julian smiled at him, "You look absolutely ridiculous. Command: walk
towards me." Gareth walked over to him. "No, that's no good at all.
Command: walk like this." Julian minced for a few steps in an
exaggerated parody of a woman. "Command: walk around the pillar there,"
Julian told him.

	Gareth wiggled his hips and set off around the nearest pillar.
Just as Julian had, he held his arm out in front of him with his wrist
limp. Gareth felt a mixture of anger and shame. How could Julia do this
to him? This was ruining all his good memories of being Yul Brynner.
"When I get out of this I'm going to rip you limb from limb!"

	"Now, that's no way for a girl to speak," Julian told him.
"Command: be silent." An idea occurred to Julian. He knew from his own
experience under the influence of the cutout that it only controlled
physical actions. It couldn't affect the mind. It wouldn't hurt him to
try out his idea though. "Command: Every time your voice box is
activated; all you will be able to say is 'Do you think I'm sexy?' or
'You make he hot' in a high falsetto voice." Julian grinned. "Command:
you can speak again."

	Gareth felt his mouth return to his control. He considered
shouting at Julian again, but he was afraid that that bit of programming
might have worked. So he kept quiet and just glowered at Julian.

	Julian shrugged. What should he do with Gareth now? Then he
remembered Martin. Julian had been so wrapped up in revenge he had
forgotten him. "Command: follow me," he said and walked out of the
temple.

	Gareth minced after Julian as fast as he could. The hem of the
dress he was wearing flapped around his legs as he walked. Inside,
Gareth's anger and shame was rising. He was just thankful he was in a
deserted part of the theme park where no-one else could see him.

	At the bottom of the steps of the temple, Julian stopped. "Can
you hear that?" he asked Gareth.

	Gareth refused to answer, but he could hear a whining noise. It
was barely audible, but it was getting closer. In the corner of his eye
he saw movement at the end of one of the long, straight roads leading to
the temple. It was a white electric vehicle of some sort. Oh no, why now?

	"At long last," remarked Julian. He watched the truck approach
with relief. He had been found at last and it was all over. The truck
pulled up beside them and a woman and two men climbed out the back.
Julian could tell by the body language of the three that the woman was
in charge. All three were looking at Gareth in some surprise.

	The woman looked at Julian. "I'm Sylvia Mendes. You must be
Julian Matthews," the woman said to him.

	Julian nodded. He felt suddenly tired now all the tension had
gone. It was over. He was finally safe.

	Sylvia turned her attention to the rather bizarrely dressed
gunslinger. "...and you must be Gareth McCall," she said trying not to
laugh. "Nice outfit."

	"That crazy bitch did this to me!" Gareth tried to say. His
voice box, however, obeyed Julian's earlier command. "Do you think I'm
sexy?" he asked Sylvia.

	She burst out laughing. "Oh yes," she replied sarcastically,
"very."

	Julian held up the small, black cutout box for her to see and
then handed it over. "Is Tony alright?" he asked her.

	"Was he in a minotaur android?" Julian nodded. "According to our
readouts he's fine, though we need to physically connect his host body
to his real body to get him out of the system."

	"He's in the temple," Julian said. "This moron shot him."

	"If he hadn't, we wouldn't have found you so quickly," Sylvia
replied. She told the two men to go get the body. "Though it looks like
we needn't have hurried. You seem to have everything under control."

	"What about Martin Isaacs? Is he okay."

	"He's fine. We found him on our way here. He's in the back of the
truck."

	Julian ran over to the truck and climbed in the back. Martin was
stretched out on a bench. He looked up as Julian climbed in. "Julia,
thank God you're okay!" They hugged and kissed. "I'm sorry I couldn't
stop him," said Martin.

	"It's okay," Julian replied softly. "I'm just glad you're okay."

	Outside, Sylvia watched the two men struggle down the steps with
the inert mass of the minotaur. "Load it in the back," she told them.
Then she looked back at Gareth, still standing paralysed at the foot of
the steps. "Command: Get in the back of the truck and sit down."

	Gareth was shocked. Wasn't she going to release him from the
cutout? He started to complain and realized too late what would come out.
"You make he hot!"

	Sylvia looked startled. "Just get in the back," she said finally.
She couldn't help but smile as she watched Gareth clamber into the truck.

	Martin watched the gunslinger climb into the truck and sit down
on one of the benches in disbelief. "What have you been up to, Julia?" he
asked.

	"Just a bit of revenge."

	Martin's eyes widened even further when the minotaur was pushed
onto the floor of the truck.

	Julian just shrugged helplessly and smiled. "I'll explain later."

	Martin laughed. "This is nothing like what I expected, but this
has really been a great adventure. When we get out of here, what do you
say to a nice long Hawaiian vacation?"

	Julian's smile dropped. He had defeated Gareth and was on his
way back to his own body, but the most difficult task still lay ahead.
He had to break it to Martin that he was really a man. The last thing
Julian wanted to do was hurt him, but Martin wasn't going to like finding
out that he had slept with a man.

To be continued...

