Remember the Fred MacMurray sitcom My Three Sons? I was thinking of a
gender swap version. In the spirit of the old "exposure to radiation
and experiments give you superpowers", i was thinking of this: Their
father is an engineer and the sons get exposed to experimental fuel or
other magical liquid material and get transformed into girls. A gender
swap of teenagers (and at least one of the sons is almost an adult at
this point) is not inherently perverted as they are all legally able
to work and one could even drive legally.
I plan to explore the clash between wholesome sixties sitcom and the difficult for girls 1960s California beach culture.
I'm thinking of pitching it for publication.
Even if i have to use names like "Doug Steveless" and "Uncle Chuckie".
Here's my planned dialogue for one brief scene after the
transformation. Tell me what you think:
Steve Douglas directed his frown at Uncle Charley, before looking at
no on in particular, just the calculations he was making. "Now, I have
an opportunity for a promotion. That will mean a substantial raise. It
means a move. To our California plant.
"California," Robbie said.
"Beach girls! Bikinis! Chip echoed.
"I'm not wearing a bikini!" Ernie screamed.
"Oh, that's right," Robbie said, hitting a mental brick wall.
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