Chapter ten
Flying home, we found ourselves getting sleepy after the day spent in New York. Neri, Deb and Cathy dozed off, leaving just mom and Kim for me to talk too. Kim I think was still finding it hard to believe that she owned an exclusive gown of such quality and kept thanking mom for buying it for her.
Mom just waved the thanks off, saying she was grateful that at last I had some friends that were nice girls and well behaved. I saw Kim blush at that and I thought back to my experience at the slumber party. If mom had seen Kim trying to kiss me when they were trying to give me my first orgasm, would she have said, well behaved then. As I looked at Kim at that moment, I swear the same thought must have crossed her mind, because she winked at me knowingly. I grinned back then said,
"Yes Kim is a very nice girl, I wish we had been friends before this," then I sighed as if in regret.
Mom took this is an excuse to ask Kim a few details of her life, and I, being curious, listened as well. Apparently, Kim had been one of a set of twins that had died in childbirth, and said it still felt like part of her was missing. Mom was sympathetic and hugged her saying,
"I can understand your feelings of loss as I lost a sister from a heart condition when I was only eight, and my sister was five."
I wanted to hear more but, I must have been more tired than I thought as the next thing I knew, mom had shaken me gently, saying we had landed.
When we exited the airport, we were surprised to see that everyone’s moms were waiting, to take the girls home. We hugged everybody and I managed to get in a few words to my real mom while Cathy was thanking Sophie once more. I told her I was having the time of my life, at which she smiled and said.
"Being a girl can be fun, just enjoy it to the fullest and you’ll have a great life. Remember god gave you a wonderful gift, don’t waste it."
"I won’t mom," I said quietly.
As Sophie drove me home I was quiet, thinking on my mom’s words and didn’t notice the other vehicle shadowing us as we left the busy highway and started driving into the quieter streets. Suddenly there was a squeal of tyres as a dark car came alongside us honking its horn
I was startled, as was Sophie, and she jerked the car away from the other turning down an unlit street. Suddenly ahead we saw the lights of another car turn on and shine towards us.
"Watch out!" I screamed.
Mom realised it was a set-up and suddenly braked hard, then putting the car into reverse we screamed backwards towards the main street. While still moving in reverse, she spun the wheel putting the car into a spin. As the car completed a 180-degree turn, she slammed the car into second and floored it. Straightening the wheel, she sped forward with a smooth continuous motion, narrowly missing the other car that had forced us to make the turn, by riding over the sidewalk, knocking and sending a few dustbins flying. Looking back I thought I saw Nick, but I could have been mistaken, but it was his style and I shuddered to think what could have happened what with mom along.
"Wow! Mom, where did you learn to drive like that," I said.
As she continued to speed away around several corners to try and lose any possible pursuit.
"Well dear, your father being involved in quite a bit of foreign embassy based work. He was trained in anti terrorist driving skills as I was, being his wife and a possible target too."
We continued in silence, until we were sure we were in the clear before mom asked the inevitable question.
"I wonder who that was, and why us?"
"Mom, I think it had to do with Nick and my breaking it off with him, but I can’t be completely sure."
I was sure she would get angry and start saying it was my fault for going out with him in the first place, and for causing this trouble now, but she just looked over at me and took my hand in hers and said.
"Honey don’t blame yourself, you can’t be blamed for his actions, proven or otherwise. I’m just grateful you left him when you did. Just remember this, we love you and will try everything we can, to protect you from his type."
"Thanks mom," I replied, squeezing her hand.
The rest of the journey home was made in silence, each thinking our private thoughts. I kissed mom goodnight and said I’d see her in the morning, and went upstairs to have a quick shower before going to bed and getting some sleep.
The next day after breakfast, I decided that Cathy and I needed to try a few things about our gift. Driving over there in my car I was alert to any further danger from Nick, but luckily I saw no sign of him or his cronies.
Arriving at my old home, I had a sudden pang of homesickness seeing it again, but as the door opened and ‘my mom’ came out I realised I was being silly. I hadn’t lost anything, (apart from my old body) but gained two homes and two sets of parents that loved me. Mom looked at my tears as she walked up to where I was standing, and guessing with that innate ability that mothers have, said to me,
"Honey no need to cry, we will always be here for you and whatever happens in this new life you have, you can always count on us to support you."
"Oh mom, I really needed that." I sobbed, hugging her.
"Of course you did, all young girls need assurances from their parents," she continued. " None more than you do at this time, having gone though this change."
"Do I make a good job of acting like a girl?" I asked, doing a twirl and patting at my hair in what I hoped was typically feminine manner. She laughed and said,
"Honey, you look and act exactly like any girl I ever saw."
Funnily, that made me feel warm inside and my spirits rose until I remembered why I came over.
"Mom, I need to talk with Cathy, it’s urgent." So I explained to her what had happened coming home last night as we walked inside.
"Cathy, your sisters here," mom called. anxiously
Again I felt that warm flood of emotion as I realised, that I was in fact, her sister now, and it didn’t worry me in the least. Cathy rushed out to hug me and together we went inside her bedroom to talk strategy.
"Cathy we need to experiment with our gift to try and test it’s limits, we could be in danger now from Nick." As I explained once more, the events of the previous night.
"Wow Jan, so what do you want us to try?" Cathy asked, nervously.
"Well, I was thinking, we need to be able to control how and where our jumps take us. And can we jump into somebody else’s body?" I told her, " I have a theory, but I need a way to implement it."
We tried for about an hour trying to make the gift work for us, without success. I hadn’t given up, but then we started on our other plan to see if Cathy and I could switch bodies. Holding hands and thinking of being in each other’s bodies took a lot of mental effort, just as I was despairing of anything happening, we were both hit with a wave of dizziness and suddenly I was looking at myself. We had done it; I was in Cathy’s body.
"Cathy?" I whispered, "is that you in there?"
"Yes, yes!" She cried.
Feeling her/my body all other, "we did it… I have your body and your life as a rich girl" she continued, running to the mirror and admiring herself. Then she came over to where I was sitting and said,
" I hope you have a nice life as me," she said, as she exited the room in a rush.
I just sat there stunned, could I have misjudged her that much? Was I now stuck as her, for the rest of my life? I couldn’t believe my sister would do such a thing. If true, it would devastate our parents.
As I stood up preparing to see mom and tell her what happened, the door burst open and Cathy, (in my body) (funny that I now considered Jan’s body as my own) rushed towards me with a huge grin on her face.
"Fooled you," she laughed, "you should have seen your expression when I acted as if I was stealing your body."
"You, You! I cried, tears flooding out as I ran to hug her. "NEVER do that to me ever again," I sobbed, my runaway emotions boiling up out of me.
"I’m sorry sis, I should never had done that," Cathy said, starting to feel bad about the whole thing. "I couldn’t resist pulling that stunt. "You know I would never do such a hateful thing."
"True, but I was starting to have doubts that it was even you. I had this thought that maybe someone else was in your body."
"No it’s all me," she sniffled, as she helped dry our tears. "So what do we do now? Knowing we can swap bodies."
"We need to practice it so we can do it at the drop of a hat," I replied.
All that day we tried swapping back and forth until we could do it in seconds and we found that we didn’t need to be able to see each other. We managed a swap at 100 yards, but that was hard work. We lay exhausted on the grass outside the house after that. Way too tired even, to get back into our rightful bodies.
"Do you mind being me?" I said, "at least for tonight, I’m bushed."
"Are you kidding?" Cathy screamed excitedly. "Of course I don’t, I’d love living the high life even with its dangers."
"Oh sh**!! I forgot about that," I blurted out. "I can’t ask for you to take the risk of meeting Nick on the way back. Especially, as we are all jumped out."
"Simple then, stay here--- er--- I mean --- I’ll stay here," Cathy said, getting a little muddled about just who was who.
"Okay then, ‘You’ll’ have to ring ‘Your’ mom then to let them know where your staying," I laughed.
We walked slowly inside so that my sister could ring my mom to let Cathy stay with me at her home. (Boy! was that ever confusing)
Sophie was a little concerned about Jan’s safety until we told her that everyone knew about the incident with the cars the previous evening, and that we were planing on staying indoors.
That evening everything went fine apart for us starting to call each other by the wrong names, which got us a few strange looks from our parents. I couldn’t get over seeing my body as others did, to see it animated by someone else. The difference in feelings of the to bodies was too slight to be noticed. We laughed at our antics in front of the mirror as both Cathy and I preened and strutted in each other’s body.
I was getting a unique view of my body as others saw it although I thought Cathy didn’t quite carry it as I did, still, it was as close as I was going to get.
That night I lay in bed thinking about our gift, was it possible to swap into a body that didn’t have the gift? I had an idea that I wanted to try, but it would mean some more experimentation.
Next morning before we got dressed, Cathy and I swapped back. It seemed far easier than yesterday and we never felt the energy drain either.
"Cathy? Do you think mom will go for a swap with us?"
Cathy looked at me with wide eyes; "You want to try swapping with our parents?"
"Yes, it could be fun."
"What if we can’t swap back?" Cathy asked, nervously.
"I have a theory about that, remember I lost my original body so its not affected by the body, it’s more an ability of our mind. So it won’t matter whose body you’re in, you’ll still be able to change. The reason that I couldn’t leave Jan’s body was there was no mind to replace it. No, we can do this swap. I think we could even force a swap from an unwilling person."
"Your thinking of Nick aren’t you?"
"Umm, lets just try with our parents first," I replied, evasively.
"Please, don’t swap with him, even if you are that desperate to have a male body," she wailed.
"Me! want his body? Ha ha, no sister, I like this body too much too give it up. No I have something else planned for our friend Nick."
At breakfast that morning, I broached the subject of our swapping bodies with our parents. Mom was surprised but accepted the need for us to try it. Dad wasn’t so happy, until I told him,
"You asked me what it was like being a girl, now’s your chance. We only need them for a few minutes, just to prove we can do it."
Okay now I’ll swap with mom, and Cathy with dad that way, Cathy will know what being male is all about. Cathy looked at me uncertainly.
"Cathy it will be okay," I said, reassuringly.
We sat round the table looking at our parents and willed ourselves into their bodies. At first nothing, then like an elastic band that had been put under too much tension there was a sort of snap and suddenly I was looking at my body from mom’s point of view.
I looked over to Cathy and saw her eyes widen and her hands start to feel her body and I knew Cathy had been successful too.
Looking at everyone exclaiming about the changes, made me smile.
Dad was trying to check himself out without it being obvious, mom was delighted in having a young body again. Cathy was looking at me with a question in her eye so I suggested that mom and dad go get our body’s dressed (we had worn our nighties to breakfast) while we went into their bedroom to talk privately.
Mom giggled, thinking of dad dressing in pretty frilly clothes. Dad looked both worried and a little pleased, I could guess he was pleased to be able to check out his/her new body in relative privacy, but uncertain about getting dressed.
As soon as both Cathy and I were alone in our parents room she started taking off her clothes, wanting to check ‘things’ out. I on the other hand wasn’t so curious having already experienced moms body. Without her mind interfering with mine, I could freely move her body without the freezing effects that had occurred the first time.
To move her body was different from my youthful body as it felt heavier (not fat heavy) but because it was bigger and she had bigger breasts. That swung more with movement. I could tell it wasn’t as limber as Jan’s body, but it did have that same feeling of femininity.
Cathy was looking with interest at her new appendage, cupping the scrotum and feeling the sensations from it as she manipulated the testes. Squeezing a little too hard, she yelped as the unexpected pain hit her. I grinned at her discomfort, remembering my own experiences with crushed nuts.
"Why doesn’t it go hard like I’ve read it does?" she complained.
"Perhaps you need some more stimulation," I suggested.
"What?" she asked, nonplussed.
"What about thinking some erotic thoughts," I answered.
"I was," she wailed. "I was thinking of Brad."
"Ah," I replied sagely, "therein may lie your problem. Dad is heterosexual so thinking thoughts of your boy friend just won’t do it for that body. Try thinking of naked women instead." I giggled.
"Yuck, no way." she replied emphatically.
"Okaaay," I drawled, maybe some physical contact."
Walking up to my ‘Dad? Husband---sister? I quickly gave my unsuspecting co-swappee a kiss on the mouth. I tried not to dwell on the fact that this was my dad I was kissing. Kissing a man had lost most of its shock value. I knew what kissing a male did to the female body. Kissing what seemed to be my dad was something else; especially knowing my sister was inside his body.
Cathy didn’t pull away immediately as the kiss continued I could feel her member grow erect against me. Then as if coming out of a daze, she slowly pulled away and looked down in amazement.
"So that what it feels like," she said softly. "I would never have guessed," she laughed.
Meanwhile in Cathy’s bedroom, dad was getting his own surprises, as mom was delighting in dolling him up.
Cathy was having a great time playing with her/himself and wanted me to have sex with him so she could feel what it was like, but I said these weren’t our bodies and I didn’t think mom would appreciate our doing it with their bodies. Instead I suggested that maybe Brad would be a better candidate to experiment with. She got a thoughtful look on her face, then giggled (which didn’t go well with dads voice) saying,
"That’s a great idea, sis."
Cathy pulling her trousers back up then posed in the mirror flexing her muscles. I laughed; thinking Brad better watch out or he may be in dresses longer than he might like to be.
I whispered some thing in Cathy’s ear and walked to Cathy’s room. Knocking, I said.
"Come on Cathy, Jan hurry up or you’ll be late.
Then opening the door I entered looking at dad in Cathy’s body in a very sexy green halter neck dress that hugged her body showing off her youthful figure. Mom had dressed my body in a pink lycra top and a white pleated skirt.
I looked at them and sighed, "I wish I was your age again, but i’m afraid my figure isn’t what it used to be."
"But, but," mom spluttered, "this is your body, you have mine." She said looking worried.
"Whatever do you mean children," I demanded. "I’m your mother and always have been."
"No, no, you swapped bodies with us not more than quarter of an hour ago," they both cried, sounding very worried.
"Listen to your mom," Cathy said, in dad’s voice, carrying on the joke.
Our parents looked at each other getting more worried by the second. If we had forgotten who we originally were, did that mean they were stuck as us. Dad looked very upset and started to cry.
"Cathy stop that," I said sternly. Looking at mom I said,
"Jan weren’t you and Cathy going shopping?"
I turned and pulled my husband (Cathy) out the door and went out into the kitchen before she blew it and gave the game away.
"Shouldn’t we tell them its only a joke?" she asked, "dad was getting upset," she added.
"No, not yet, I have my reasons," I replied. Hearing a door open I grabbed Cathy and kissed her, holding it as the girls walked past, looking in our direction.
We saw them though the window as they walked to my car and sat there for a few minutes talking, then we saw them drive away towards town.
"Won’t they be taking a risk going out, what about Nick?" Cathy asked, worriedly.
"Ah! I told you I have a plan," I replied, grinning at her. "I want you to try swapping back now, when you do, tell mom to stop the car so that when I swap back with her there will be no chance of an accident."
Cathy concentrated her brows furrowed with the effort of reclaiming her rightful body. Suddenly the facial expression changed and I could see dads eyes open wide as he realised he was back in his body.
"What, --- how, --? Oh, I’m back," he exclaimed, in relief. As he looked at me, I kissed him full on the mouth, holding him from pulling away while I concentrated on my own swap. As the now familiar disorientation occurred and I found myself sitting in the now stationary car, I wondered what mom would think of the situation I put her into.
"Giggling," at the thought of mom suddenly finding herself passionately kissing her husband, got a strange look from Cathy, till I explained. She burst out laughing, and told me I was a born vamp. It took us five minutes to calm down, and I wished I could see the looks on our parent’s faces.
"Well that went well," I said, thinking of the plan I had if Nick tried anything with us.
"Jan, does that mean we can do it with anyone else?" Cathy inquired, speculatively.
"Looks that way, why, what devious plan does my sister have cooked up now?"
She laughed, "Oh… I was thinking of Brad."
"Good choice," I told her. "We need another test, and Brad not being family, will do nicely."
"Lets drive to his place so we can do it face to face," she grinned. "That way I get to see ‘her’ face when we swap."
Ten minutes later, outside Brads home, Cathy knocked on the door. Brad himself opened it and after Cathy whispered in his ear, he shouted something back into the house, and came with Cathy back to the car. Cathy explained that she wanted to try and hypnotise Brad. He looked uncertainly at us both, the question was clearly visible in his eyes, "Why?"
"We need to see if we can get Nick off our back as he’s threatened us twice now," Cathy explained. "If we can do it though hypnosis then we’re home free, but we need a test subject."
I sat back and let Cathy tell her little fiction to Brad, we hoped to cover ourselves later by saying it was all a fantasy induced by hypnosis.
Cathy concentrated, and using a pendant as her token trance inducer started waving it in front of Brad’s eyes.
Suddenly, Cathy’s body dropped the pendant as Brad disorientated from the change in perspective, lost temporary control. Brad smiled at Cathy, then winked at me signifying her successful swap.
Brad in Cathy’s body looked down at ‘her’ chest and the breasts nestled there, and promptly fainted. ‘Brad’ looked at me and grinned at the sight of her slumped form in the back seat.
"Okay it works, but I suggest you swap back before he recovers," I said, cautiously.
"Okay spoilsport," she grumbled, starting to concentrate again. "There, satisfied?" she said, seconds later, back in her own body.
"Wow you are getting fast at this," I said looking at Brad’s suddenly slumped form.
Brad started rousing, then, opening his eyes, we grinned as he quickly looked at his chest to check.
"Wow what a blast," he said, "I thought I was you Cathy, for a moment looking back at my own body."
"Oh, and how did it feel?" we both asked.
"Like nothing I have felt before. That was some trick. I never thought hypnosis could do that to you."
"Would you want to try that again sometime?" Cathy asked, curiously. "Next time for longer?"
"Well it was different, hmm maybe later when I calm down. It was somewhat of a shock, seeing what I thought were breasts sticking out of my chest."
Cathy grinned at me with an expression I knew to well, unless I missed my guess, Brad would be getting his next ‘hypnosis’ lesson rather more quickly than he thought,
To be continued…
© 2001
The above work is copyrighted material. Anyone wishing to copy, archive, or re-post this
story must contact the author for permission.