Where is it? Where is it? Where. Is. It? The question burned through Tom as he searched through the house for any indication of where Trevor’s body could have gone, but, try as he might, he couldn't find any sight of it anywhere.

Worse, as he frantically searched, he could still hear that annoying voice of Trevor in the back of his mind, if that was even the right term to use considering he was lacking a body. He was laughing like crazy right now, taunting Tom that his plan didn't work out. Tom was almost surprised the little idiot wasn't concerned with what happened to his body, afterall, he knew Trevor wasn't able to have moved it, so where could it be?

”What's the problem?” Trevor gloated, ”Angry that you're stuck with me? The little idiot?”

I'm surprised you're not freaking out right now, Trevor, Tom replied, drifting to the first floor of Trevor’s house, afterall, do you know what happens to your soul when your body dies while you're not in it?

”I'll end up like you?” Trevor asked, ”A sad little old man outsmarted by an idiot eighteen year old?”

Tom chuckled, Not quite. You see, you wonder why our powers are so different Trevor? When my body died, a part of my soul died with it. Since then, I've changed, my soul is dying, and my powers have changed. I can no longer possess people the way I've used to, and instead have to rely on other body hoppers to have a semblance of my former power. However, as you've experienced yourself, I can infect other body hoppers and take them over from the inside.

Tom smiled as he felt Trevor's fear, it seems the little idiot was finally starting to piece things together now. Finally.

You see, Trevor? Tom continued, If your body dies because, let's say, you haven't been feeding it or giving it water, then you will end up exactly like me. A lost soul, doomed to wander until your soul fully withers away or you trick some idiot horny body hopper into helping you.

”So that's it, then?” Trevor asked, ”You just want to live again?”

Tom hovered by Trevor’s mother as she was busy preparing dinner. Tom noticed that, despite there being three people in this house -- well, there should be three people anyway -- Trevor’s mom only seemed to be preparing enough food for two people. More than anything. Tom replied, plunging into Trevor’s mom.

She gasped, nearly dropping the knife she was using as Tom asserted control using Trevor’s powers. Tom exhaled through her mouth as he, again, was in control of living body. Before, he was only able to keep people Trevor possessed asleep, and when he was strong enough to wrestle control away from Trevor, he didn't give himself much time to enjoy being alive again.

He breathed in, relishing the smell of the kitchen, the smell of the freshly cut vegetables. He brought a piece of potatoe to his mouth and ate it, enjoying how it felt in his mouth. He looked at his hands, watching as he flexed his fingers.

Sure, being a woman wasn't exactly his first choice, but… he was alive again, after so long. Still, there was the problem that if Trevor’s body dies, then Trevor’s powers would change and they would both fall out of his mom's body and Tom would most likely wither away into nothingness. So, even though he had a body once more, finding Trevor’s body was still a priority. Maybe his mom has an idea as to where it went, did she or his dad send it to the hospital or something?

Tom looked through her phone, finding nothing that would suggest otherwise, no phone calls made to the hospital, no texts between her or anyone else about what happened to Trevor’s body. Maybe his father might know? He wasn't home right now, and when Tom tried calling him, it went straight to voice-mail.

Damn it! Tom growled, rubbing his temples. *Think. Think! Who could have moved Trevor’s body? The only people who knew it was kept here was himself, Trevor and his parents. That red head girl and her friends didn't know except…!

Naomi! Tom realized, remembering the name of the girl Trevor possessed. Yes, unlike usual possessions, Naomi was awake for most of it, she knew he was being kept here! If anyone were to take him, well Tom would have thought it'd be Trevor’s parents, but Naomi was also a good suspect.

He just needed to figure out where she could have taken his body. The problem with that is he had no way to contact her. Maybe Trevor knew? Would the little bastard even let him look through his memories?

While he was thinking, Tom was unaware that he was no longer in control of Trevor’s mom's right hand, and that said hand was slowly inching its way down to her crotch.

Trevor showed me the way to her house, but how do I get there again? Tom wondered before biting his lip as he felt something rubbing against his crotch, What the hell?

Before Tom could react, Trevor tried to take control away from him. His mom stumbled backwards, crashing onto the kitchen floor. Pain flooded through Tom, nearly incapacitating him. So much time spent without a body, he forgot what it felt like to be in pain.

“What! Are- ah! Y-you doing?” Tom growled as Trevor teased his mom's left breast through her apron.

”Taking control back the only way I know how!” Trevor replied.

Tom struggled, twisting along the floor as Trevor snaked his mother's hands into her panties, past the patch of curls, and into her wet folds.

Tom arched his back as Trevor quickly found the clitoris and went to work. “Damn you!” Tom snarled, still fighting to stay in control, but struggling as his vision slowly started to grow back as he felt the heat between his legs growing as Trevor rubbed faster and faster.

No! Tom tried to fight back, to seize control of those arms again, but all he managed to succeed in doing was squirming on the floor as Trevor’s fingers went deeper and deeper. That wasn't him crying out in pleasure, he lost control of the mouth, that was all Trevor.

Tom's vision went completely black as the pleasure continued to rise and Trevor’s mom's body spasmed, arching off the floor as her body experienced a very much needed orgasm and Trevor cried out as he saw through his mother's eyes, now once again in control of himself and his powers.

Trevor struggled to his feet, his mom's body still reeling from the orgasm. He took several deep breaths as he fought to stay in control. Tom was still inside him, Trevor could hear his voice, his thoughts, his emotions.

”You think this changes anything, you little shit?” Tom snarled in the back of his head, ”I'll just wait until you grow weaker and I'll take control back and you'll continue to waste away!”

Trevor was nearly overcome by a wave of anger, but there was something else in there as well. Fear. Something Trevor recognized in Tom's words even if Tom himself didn't realize it.

He struggled on what to do. His body, he needed his body back. Problem was, Tom wanted it to, so Trevor needed to get rid of him. But how though?

He knew of some people who might be able to help him, but certainly wouldn't be willing to. Still… despite everything, they were his last chance.

So, Trevor slipped out of his mom, scared that Tom would be able to wrestle control away from him. He was still himself as he fully outside of him mom, but Tom's tendrils were still very much inside him, infecting him, trying to control him.

I hope… they'll be able to help me.

It was a gamble heading to Naomi's house. He could still feel Tom trying to take back control and, just as Tom, Trevor came to the same conclusion that Naomi was the one who moved his body. For what ends though, he wasn't sure.

But he needed her help. He slipped into her house, considering his options. Her parents were a decent choice, possessing Naomi herself wouldn't be his best idea, but as he heard the shower running upstairs, he knew there was one choice that was the best one.

He drifted upwards, grinning as he appeared in a mist filled bathroom filled with slight humming from Summerlyn as she bathed. Trevor approached carefully, admiring the way some of the droplets flowed down her body, tracing their way along her curves.

Trevor reached out, and Summerlyn gasped as he possessed her. He grinned, feeling her breasts in his hands again. Almost as beautiful as Naomi was. Trevor thought.

Suddenly, his left hand formed a fist and connected with his face. ”Did you think I'd let you off that easy?” Tom snarled in the back of his mind.

“Stop!” Trevor pleaded, stumbling out of the tub.

Tom's hand closed around Summerlyn’s throat, choking Trevor. *”Think that just because you and I are both here means I won't try to do something like this? I never sleep anymore, boy, once you fall unconscious, I'll be in control again.”

“No!” Trevor choked out, managing to use the other hand to pry the hand Tom controlled off his throat.

He fell to the floor hard, scrambling as Tom tried to take over more of Summerlyn’s body, and Trevor could feel himself losing this battle.

That was when the door opened and Naomi rushed in, “Summerlyn?” she asked, “What's wrong?”

Trevor gulped, making eye contact with Naomi. His ex girlfriend gasped, realizing that wasn't her sister staring back at her, her expression changing from worry to hatred and disgust. It hurt him to see that.

“H-help me…” Trevor begged, reaching out to her, “I'm not sure how much longer I can stay in control.”

---

Liz hummed softly as she showered, enjoying the subtle differences she felt while she showered in Rachel’s body. Rachel’s hair, for instance, was longer than her own, and felt heavier when it got wet and clung eagerly to Rachel's body as she continued scrubbing.

Rachel’s skin was soft, softer than Liz's, although Rachel claimed she thought Liz's skin was actually softer. Perhaps, it was a simple matter of perspective then. But what couldn't be denied was how much bigger Rachel's breasts were to Liz's and how good it felt as Liz glided her soap slick hands over them. She grunted softly as her fingers teased Rachel’s nipples, causing them to stiffen.

Even though the shower was warm, Liz felt a shiver run through Rachel’s body and felt Rachel’s left hand moving on its own accord, teasing her pussy. Liz groaned, barely managing to stop herself from full on moaning

The shivering intensified as Liz felt Rachel’s mouth move without her command, “You like that, huh?”

Liz found herself back in control of Rachel’s mouth, “Very much,” Liz replied, “that feels ungh! So good!”

Rachel giggled in Liz's head, taking control of her other hand and squeezing one of her breasts, “Tell me, did you want to stay like this because of my bigger boobs?”

“That's part of it,” Liz replied, “but honestly?” she bit her lip, hoping Rachel would understand, “I just thought this would make us closer.”

There was some silence as Rachel paused, her hands stopping, leaving Liz trembling with anticipation. What happened? Was that the wrong thing to say?

“Rache?” Liz whimpered, thrusting her pussy forward in vain.

“Sorry,” Rachel replied, continuing, “I just thought that was really sweet.”

Liz breathed in deeply through her nose, barely managing to bite back the moans, as Rachel’s body spasmed as waves of orgasm flooded over her. She gasped, feeling herself regain control of Rachel’s limbs.

“I'll be waiting for you in your room when you're done,” Rachel whispered as she slipped out of her body and, most likely, went back to Liz's body.

That was… awesome. Liz thought as she finished up showering. The spider necklace was waiting for her on the sink and she slipped it back on as soon as she stepped out of the shower. As the necklace went around her head, Liz felt its protection once more.

She got dressed as she came back into her own room where Rachel, in Liz's body, was waiting for her on the bed. It was still surreal seeing herself from an outside perspective, more so when she remembered that that was actually Rachel inside her body.

Rachel looked up from Natalie's journal as Liz came in. “What did you think?”

Liz chuckled, “That was actually really hot, Rache,”

Rachel laughed as well, “Glad you enjoyed it, I know I did.”

“Did you find anything through Natalie's journal yet?”

Rachel shook her head. Yesterday, they found out Tom, Natalie's husband, was still around in some way and was possibly helping Trevor. Unfortunately, other than mentioning the car accident that killed both Tom and Hazel, Natalie didn't mention Tom much in her journal. Liz and Rachel tried contacting Naomi again, but their texts were just left on read, with Naomi never bothering to give them any response.

Honestly, the fact that that bitch hasn't blocked us yet is enough to surprise me. Liz thought as she thought about what they could do in regards to Tom and Trevor. Naomi was off doing her own thing now, and they needed to keep Susan in the loop to make sure everyone stays on the same page. Who knows? Maybe Susan is able to get Naomi to listen to them?

“Think we'll see him again at school?” Rachel asked.

Liz shrugged, “I don't know, I really don't know.”

“He hasn't left us alone since I caught him in the locker room,” Rachel continued, “I don't think he's gonna stop now.”

Liz sighed. She knew Rachel was right. For some reason, that little creep was really tenacious. “Think we should just skip school for today?”

Rachel gave a hollow laugh, “My parents would kill me… well, you I suppose. Besides…” she leaned back, “I don't think I can just let Trevor do what he wants in the school.”

Liz sighed as she plopped down next to Rachel. As much as she hated to admit it, a part of her agreed with Rachel. They couldn't let Trevor continue to do what he's been doing at the school or anywhere else. They still have one more scroll that can potentially stop him, one more shot, and that was it.

But, there's also the chance that keeping him in that scroll for too long will kill him, Liz remembered, “Do you think there's anything we can do that won't kill him?”

Rachel shrugged, “I don't know, honestly, I really don't know. As far as I'm aware, the spider jewelry and that scroll are the only things besides another body hopper that can do much of anything. And, if what you said about Tom is true, I don't even know what we can do against something like that.”

Liz's phone buzzed, it was a text from Susan:

Susan: Hey lovebirds,
What's the plan for today?
Should we try meeting up with Naomi before achool?

School started in about an hour and a half, if they hurried they'd be able to get to Naomi's house and maybe figure out something from there. After a quick nod from Rachel, Liz typed:

Me: Yeah
I don't know if we'll see her at school anyway,
Knowing her, I wouldn't be surprised if she pulled something like that.

Susan: Should we let her know we're coming over?

Me: No
If we tell her, she might head out early or something.

“Well, I guess I know what we're doing,” Liz sighed.

---

They met up with Susan just before they got to Naomi's house. Liz was relieved to see she was still wearing the spider ring she took from Rachel yesterday. Truth be told, she'd rather Rachel had kept it, but at least they didn't have to worry about Susan being in any danger from Trevor and hopefully that will ward off Tom as well.

Susan smiled, “Rachel?” she asked, looking at Liz.

Liz chuckled, “Nope, still me in here.”

Rachel raised her hand, “I'm in here, why?”

“You still haven't swapped back yet?” Susan asked, rolling her eyes, “Whatever, Rache, I was wondering if you could scout out the place before we went in, see if there's any danger.”

Before Rachel could reply, Liz jumped in, “I'm not sure if that's a good idea, I don't want to leave her -- my -- body alone while we don't know where Trevor is and he could already be possessing one of Naomi's family already.”

Rachel nodded, “Yeah, besides, if any of her family was acting weird, I'm sure Naomi would have already taken care of it.”

Susan sighed, and rubbed her eyes, “Alright then, I guess we’ll just knock on her door then?”

There was some silence after Susan knocked, the three of them looked at each other, unsure of if Naomi was even home or not. Liz knocked again, harder this time. That earned a response, there was a muffled call of, “I’m coming!” before Naomi finally opened the door.

Liz was taken aback when she saw Naomi. There were dark circles under her eyes and her hair was unkempt. She was barefoot and still dressed in her pajamas, although they were unkempt, her sleep shirt slightly skewed, showing off some skin. Naomi blinked, before straightening up and scowling when she saw the three of them standing on the other side of her door. “Great, what do you idiots want?”

“We wanted to know what you were going to do today?” Susan asked, “Trevor is most likely going to cause some more trouble at school and we were wondering if we could have your help dealing with any of his shenanigans?"

Naomi rolled her eyes, “He’s not going to be at the school, I can tell you that much.”

“What?” Rachel asked, “How do you know?”

The other girl sighed, “Want to know that bad? Fine, come in, come in.”

Naomi’s parents were gone, having already gone to work, the house should have been empty then except for Naomi, but Liz heard sounds coming from somewhere upstairs. Is that Naomi’s sister making all that noise? Liz wondered.

Something wasn’t right.

“Whatever you do, promise me you won’t freak out too much,” Naomi began, rubbing her temples, “I’ve had a really long night already and I would really appreciate it if you could keep it down.”

“Just what happened?” Susan asked, “Why are you being so secretive about this whole thing?”

Naomi smiled as they reached Summerlyn’s room. She threw open the door and the three of them gasped when they saw what was inside. Summerlyn was tied to a chair from the downstairs table, she was naked, and was wrapped in makeshift bonds made from sweaters. “I found Trevor,” Naomi explained simply as Summerlyn’s dazed look fell upon them, “the little bastard came into my house last night and possessed my sister as she was showering. I’ve been having a heck of a night making sure he doesn’t leave my sister or cause any trouble.”

“Trevor?” Rachel asked, stepping forward.

A tired smile appeared on Summerlyn’s face, “Yeah… it’s me… mostly.”

“What happened to him?” Rachel asked.

“Didn’t expect you to care so much for him, Elizabeth,” Naomi replied.

“Oh! I’m not Liz,”

“I’m not Rachel either,” Liz said.

Naomi sighed, rubbing her eyes “Of course, of course. Whatever's going on with you freaks, I don't want to know. Anyway, I don’t know what’s wrong with him, he just showed up and begged me to make sure he stayed in Summerlyn’s body. I had to use my powers to beat him back inside,” without warning, she suddenly grabbed the necklace before Liz could protest and slipped it over Summerlyn’s head, “there, that solves that problem.”

Trevor smiled, “Thanks, I think I can… rest now.”

“What do you mean?” Liz asked.

Before he could respond, Trevor went slack before suddenly opening his eyes again and lunging forward, but the restraints thankfully held. “Let me out of this!” he roared, although Summerlyn’s voice sounded off, deeper, “I waited for months for this and I won’t let any of you brats rob me of this!”

“Tom?” Liz asked, feeling Rachel grabbing her hand and giving it a squeeze, “That’s who you are, right? Tom? Husband of Natalie, that old woman who gave us that scroll a few weeks ago?”

Tom smiled, “Yeah, that’s me. And you can also thank me for giving you access to the same powers as me. I wasn’t able to possess people the same way I could when I still had my own body, but I was able to subtly nudge Natalie into giving away that scroll. I needed a body hopper to take over, so I can be alive again.”

Liz swallowed, “So you chose Trevor?”

Tom shrugged, “Yes, and no. It seems my partner Ian left a scroll of his own this boy came across. I just needed a body hopper, I don’t particularly care which one I take. I just needed to latch onto one of you so I can begin to take over. All I need now is to return to Trevor’s body and then my takeover of him will be complete.”

Naomi waved her hand, “Yeah yeah yeah, you done yet?”

Tom scowled, “I don’t know what Trevor saw in you.”

“Oh please,” Naomi snorted, “He was lucky I gave him a chance.” She stepped forward and pressed against the forehead of Summerlyn, “You're lucky Trevor decided to hide in the body of my sister, because I swear if this was anyone else, I'd have already knocked your teeth out.”

Liz shared a look with Rachel. This solved the problem of where Trevor was, although there was still the question of his body, as well as what to do with the owl scroll. Liz had it on her right now, should they use it now? That would solve a lot of their problems as it was.

She could tell Rachel wasn't so sure either. It was surreal seeing an expression she'd gotten so used to seeing on Rachel's face on her own, but it was obvious to her that Rachel had conflicting feelings as well. Susan too, looked like she had trouble deciding. They could end it all, but that would mostly likely result in the death of Trevor.

Why should I care about him though? Liz wondered, reaching for the scroll in her back pocket, I've seen what he's done to the other girls, I was violated by this creep twice!

She felt Rachel's hand grab her wrist lightly. Liz turned and saw Rachel shake her head slightly. Rache, why? Liz wondered, but pulled away from the scroll regardless.

“I can't imagine young Trevor has much time left,” rasped Tom, “Tell me where the body is and I might let him say goodbye.”

Naomi gave a hollow laugh. “Fat chance, stay there and rot for all I care.”

Tom renewed his struggle against the binds, but the makeshift ropes held fast. The necklace wasn't in any danger of coming off either.

Naomi snapped her fingers, “If you three are done gawking at my naked sister, there's something I need to show you in my room.” As soon as they were out in the hallway, Naomi pressed a finger to her lips and gestured for them to follow her downstairs, once out of earshot of Summerlyn’s room, Naomi whispered, “Since you three were basically useless, I managed to find Trevor’s body all on my own.”

“Where was it?” Susan asked.

“Little bastard hid it in the old girls locker room,” Naomi explained as they headed into the basement, “then he possessed me to bring his body to his house, it took me a minute to remember what happened, but Tom made it possible for Trevor to possess me, but I remained somewhat aware. I left school early yesterday to grab his body.”

With that, Naomi flipped on the light switch in the basement and the three of them gasped when they saw Trevor’s body laying there amongst her Uncle Ian's belongings. He looked in bad shape, dirty, with a rancid smell, and he looked thin as if he hasn't been eating. Granted, that was probably the truth, since no one was inside, the body was unable to get what it needed to survive.

Naomi kicker him between the legs, no response from the body.

“That really necessary?” Rachel asked.

“Please,” Naomi growled, “It's the least of what he deserves.”

“He doesn't look too good,” Susan noted, getting closer to the body.

“I doubt he's kept good care of it ever since this all started,” Naomi replied, “looks like that thing hasn't eaten well in a few days. Not sure how much longer it has.”

“What were you planning on doing with this?” Rachel asked, a slight fire in her voice

Naomi shrugged, “Keep it safe from Trevor for a few days. He likes taking control of other people's bodies, so I thought taking away his would be a good punishment.”

“He'll die.” Rachel protested.

“Don't tell me you don't want that creep to live,” Naomi asked, “After everything's he's done? Everyone he hurt? He possessed you, Rachel, and made out with your little girlfriend for a while! How can you be okay with him staying alive?”

Rachel was silent for a moment, the fire in her eyes still burning strong before she replied, “I'm not fine with killing him.”

Naomi threw up her hands, “This is why I wanted to go in alone! What should we do then? Tom is fighting for control, and won't stop until he gets what he wants or he fully disappears, and who knows how long that'll be.”

Rachel bit her lip before looking down af Trevor’s body, “Maybe one of us could take over his body and make sure it doesn't die until Tom's gone?”

“Ew.” Susan commented. Liz had to agree with that, not something she was interested in either.

Naomi's mouth quirked up, “Go on, be my guest. I'm not getting in there.”

Rachel hesitated before her body went limp and Liz barely had enough time to make sure her body didn't fall too hard on the floor. A moment later, Trevor’s body shifted as Rachel took control.

Rachel blinked her eyes before groaning, her hands going to her stomach and crotch.

“How you feeling, Rache?” Liz asked.

“Like I haven't eaten in days and like someone's kicked me in the balls several times,” she replied, groaning as Trevor’s stomach audibly growled.

“I'll do it again if you eat everything in the fridge,” Naomi muttered.

There was movement from upstairs, like something heavy fell. The four of them looked at each other, realizing Summerlyn’s restraints must've broken or something. Trevor’s body went limp as Rachel returned to Liz's body, although Susan and Naomi were the first two to get out of the basement.

---

Susan had only known Naomi for a short amount of time, and in that time she had come to realize that while she and her could have been friends under different circumstances, this was not one of those circumstances.

They made it to Summerlyn's room, breathing out a sigh of relief to see that while Tom had managed to send Summerlyn and her chair to the floor, the restraints still held up and the spider necklace was still on her.

“Trying to escape again?” Naomi asked, bringing a still struggling Tom back to an upright position, “I'll enjoy watching you fade away completely.”

“You really don't care about Trevor, do you?” Tom asked venomously.

“Never did,” Naomi confessed, “the little creep was lucky I was dared to give him a chance.”

Naomi, what the hell? Susan wondered, feeling sorry for Trevor. It was hard to believe that, a few weeks ago, she had a slight crush on him. Truth be told, while she joked that the size of his penis was what turned her off from him, it was actually what Rachel found in his phone.

If he'd never gotten his powers, would she have dated him then?

Naomi sighed, “I'm going to check on the lovebirds, mind making sure he doesn't do anything like that again?”

Susan nodded.

Naomi muttered, “Great,” as she left, closing the door behind her. That left Susan alone with Tom in Summerlyn’s body. Tom smirked as he studied Susan.

“Trevor found out a bit about you and Elizabeth,” he began, “What I find most interesting is that you were interested in this idiot for a while.”

Susan swallowed, clutching the spider ring on her finger. With this on, Tom wouldn't be able to touch her, nor would he be able to leave Summerlyn’s body.

Tom's smile widened as Susan stayed silent, “Oh? Surprised that I know. Don't worry, Trevor didn’t blab your secrets, although he was quite pleased to know you had a crush on him. No, one of the perks of my… condition, is that I can look through the memories of people I'm possessing, and right now, that does include Trevor as well.”

Susan stayed silent. What are you trying to do, Tom? Intimate me? Scare me into betraying my friends or something? I've got nothing to hide.

Tom grinned widely, an expression that looked wrong on Summerlyn “I was there when Trevor possessed poor Elizabeth in the girl's locker room yesterday, and I know what she and Rachel really think of you.”

Susan bit her lip, whatever he was going to say would be a lie and nothing more. He's just trying to get under skin, to make her think that her friends don't like having her around.

“Did you know Elizabeth is extremely annoyed by you?” Tom began,”She thinks you're a nuisance, an airhead, and that you're jealous of the relationship she has with Rachel.”

Lies. Just lies. “Liz would never say that,” Susan said, although there was some doubt in those words.

Tom shook his head, “She doesn't need to,” he whispered, “she takes pity on you. Her and Rachel. That's why they keep you around, out of pity, because who would really want to have someone like you around?”

Susan closed her eyes. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Liz and Rachel were her friends! They've been together since sixth grade! Yeah, Susan knew she could be a little annoying, but they would never leave her behind, would they?

Tom sighed, “Poor little Susan, unable to see what's clearly in front of her.”

Susan rushed forward, pressing a hand against Tom's mouth, “Shut up! They'd… they'd… never…” the words became harder to speak as Susan felt a pulling sensation on her very being, as if her soul was being forced out of her body. The spider ring! Tom was going to use the spider ring to swap their bodies!

She realized what was happening and tried to pull her hand away, to break the connection between the spiders, but the world started spinning and her vision went black.

She came to, gasping only to see her own body staring back at her, a wicked smile on its face, “Much better,” Tom whispered, looking down at his new hands.

“What the fuck!” Susan screamed before Tom clamped her own hands over Summerlyn’s mouth.

“None of that, now.” Tom began, reaching for a discarded shirt and tying it as a makeshift gag around Summerlyn’s mouth, “That should be enough to keep you quiet.” He smirked, taking a walk around Susan as she was naked and tied up in Summerlyn’s body. She squirmed, wanting to hide. This wasn't her body, but that didn't change how exposed she felt right now as well as being unable to move. Susan shivered when he saw the dark look in Tom's eyes and how he licked her lips in a way she never would.

He stopped in front of her, letting out a low whistle as he reached forward and cupped one of Summerlyn’s breasts in his hand, squeezing it slightly. Despite herself, Susan arched into his touch, feeling Summerlyn’s body getting aroused.

“If only I had time,” Tom whispered, “but Trevor will be waking up any time now, and I should save my energy for when I have to fight him to stay in control,” he blew her a kiss as he turned to leave, “Have fun with your new body, Susan.”

Susan tried to cry out, to break free of her restraints, but the bindings held tight and she could only manage simple grunts with the gag in her mouth. She needed to warn the others that Tom has her body, but how?

Worse, even if Tom can't access her memories, he'd find Trevor’s body soon enough.

---

Rachel was in the kitchen with Liz and Naomi while Susan kept an eye on Tom to make sure he didn't try anything. She'd eaten in Trevor’s body and drank several water bottles. His body was tired, weak from hunger, and was aching in numerous places thanks to Naomi, she didn't want to stay in it longer than she had to and left it in the basement as she returned to Liz's body.

“Right,” Naomi began, rubbing her temples, “so what exactly do you plan to do, really? You fed his body, so it won't die as quickly, but what do we do with Tom? And I swear to God, if you suggest he stays in my sister, I will end you.”

Liz glared at Naomi from Rachel's body, and Rachel felt her face reddened. Truth is, she hadn't thought about where they would keep him. Using Summerlyn to hold him was cruel to Summerlyn and Rachel shivered at the thought of using one of their bodies to hold him.

If something went wrong, then Tom would just escape, find a new host. Or worse, he'd have one of their bodies. She didn't think anything would be worse than getting taken over by Trevor, but after hearing Tom, she'd rather Trevor be in control.

Liz sighed and brought out the rolled up owl scroll, “Rache and I found this in Natalie's diary. I guess she was holding onto it to use against Tom. We can use this on Summerlyn, force Tom and Trevor out…” she hesitated, briefly making eye contact with Rachel, “and hope Tom dies before Trevor does.”

Naomi didn't look convinced, she scowled, and turned her attention to Rachel, “Well? That good enough for you, Rachel? Or would you rather use my poor sister to hold Tom?”

Rachel glared at Naomi, but the fire in her didn't last long. This was probably the only way they'd be free of Tom. I'm sorry, Trevor, Rachel thought before nodding, “Alright, let's take care of this bastard.”

Sounds from the stairs interrupted them. Thankfully, it was just Susan. She smiled as she approached, “Sorry for that,” Susan began, “Tom was being really annoying so I had to gag him to get him to shut up. What's happened since I've been gone?”

Naomi picked up the owl scroll, “We decided to kill Tom,” she explained, “maybe if Trevor survives this, I'll let him return to his body in the basement.”

Rachel noticed Susan smile, but that smile quickly disappeared.

“When are you going to do it?” Susan asked.

“Right now,” Naomi replied, getting up, “you coming with?”

Rachel and Liz agreed, but Susan hesitated, “Actually… I think I might sit this one out. It freaked me out enough the first time we used one of those scrolls, I don't think I can go through that again.”

“Fine, fine,” Naomi muttered, “don't make a mess down here or I'll kill you before my mom does. This should be over soon. “

Rachel glanced back at Susan as she and the other two headed upstairs. Susan gave her a sad smile, “Good luck,” Susan said.

Rachel nodded. Susan, I wish you'd be there. Make me feel guilty about what we're going to do.

True to her word, when they found Tom, he was indeed gagged and struggled even harder against the restraints, face red with effort. Rachel blushed slightly before remembering that was Tom in there.

Naomi smirked and stepped closer, pressing a hand against Summerlyn’s forehead, “Hey creep,” she began as Summerlyn started weeping, “Tell that little bastard he better hold on if he doesn't want to be erased.”

Tom violently shook his head, crying harder, trying to say something, but the gag prevented him from speaking. “I think he wants to tell us something,” Rachel observed.

“Probably trying to beg for his life,” Naomi muttered, preparing the scroll, “you two get back, I won't have any repeat performances of last time.”

Tom was thrashing about violently in his restraints, trying his hardest to break free, to speak. The tears came harder now, and Rachel almost felt sorry for him.

She reached for Liz's hand, squeezing it tightly as Naomi unrolled the scroll and a bright light erupted forth.

Tom screamed against the gag as the light forced him out of Summerlyn’s body… except…

Rachel gasped when she saw the familiar form of Susan being ripped out of Summerlyn's body. Liz saw it as well, screaming, “Naomi, close the scroll! That's not Tom, that's Susan!”

Growling, Naomi rolled up the scroll. The edges were burned and the paper was still smoking, but it looked like it still had some power left.

Rachel rushed forward, ripping off the gag as Susan’s soul returned to Naomi's body. Susan was weeping hard, “You almost killed me!” She hiccupped, “I was trying to warn you!”

Naomi stepped forward and before anyone could stop her, slapped Susan across the face, “Where's Tom?” She demanded, “What happened?”

“My ring touched the necklace!” Susan sobbed, “He switched bodies with me like Rache and Liz swapped!”

Naomi swore before shoving Liz out of the way as Rachel untied the bindings around Susan. She was still crying as the last of the bonds slipped off and Liz and Rachel embraced her tightly.

“He said you guys didn't see me as a real friend,” Susan hiccups, holding them tight, “that you hung around me just for pity.”

“Not true!” Rachel assured her, “We are your friends, and we always will be.”

“I always considered you one of my closest friends, you were one of the first people I came out to, afterall,” Liz assured her.

Susan swallowed, “Thanks guys, I really appreciate it.”

Naomi snarled as she threw open the door, “Trevor’s body is gone and yours is laying empty in the basement,” she growled, looking ready to hit something, “great. Fucking great!”

“Maybe Trevor could fight for control,” Rachel suggested, earning her a burning look from Naomi.

“That little shit has been nothing but trouble,” Naomi growled, “Do you really think he'll be any more help now than he's been before?”

“I might know where he is,” Liz began, “in her diary, Natalie said Tom says he wants them to start again with new bodies, maybe he's on his way to her house?”

That was the only thing they had to go on. It was either that or hope Tom didn't manage to get far. He would want to stay in Trevor’s body until the takeover was complete, and Rachel didn't know how long that would take.

“Fine,” Naomi began before pointing an accusatory finger at Susan, “You, put some clothes on. We can figure out how to put you back in your body after this mess is over, but I'll be damned if my sister goes out like that.”

Susan blushed before nodding and quickly moving to get dressed. Naomi cleared her throat, catching the attention of both Liz and Rachel.

“And will the both of you stop looking at my sister?”

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Finally. Tom thought as he ran found the streets towards his old house. That was more complicated than it needed to be, but at last, I have this body.

It hurt. This body was in a lot of pain. The little idiot had been away from it for a few days too long, barely giving it anything to eat or drink. On top of that, he could tell that Naomi bitch must've had her way with this body as he could feel numerous bruises forming.

No matter. While this wasn't ideal, it was fine for what he needed. A body. A young body that he can use to have a second chance at life again.

More than that, he also had two options for giving Natalie a new body as well. Naomi and Rachel. Both of them not bad options, young, beautiful.

Tom smiled, imagining what he would do to either of their bodies once he put Natalie in there. While he thought Rachel was perfect, Naomi was the one he had his eye on. She made things difficult for him by taking this body and hiding it on top of that, he also had to pay her back for tying him up last night.

He imagined sleeping with Natalie again like how he used to when he was younger. Trevor’s memories let him see what Naomi looked like naked and Tom would be lying if he said he didn't like what he saw.

Her breasts looked fuller and softer than Natalie's had been in her prime, and if Trevor’s memory was something to go off of, she seemed to be quite sensitive as well. She also made the cutest little sounds when she got close to cumming.

Just wait until I get my hands on you, you little bitch, Tom thought, feeling the all too familiar sensation of a bulge forming in his pants, I'll have my revenge on you yet!

As he turned the corner though, he noticed something off. This wasn't the way to his house, no, it looked too different. That… that was Milton High up ahead! This was wrong! He was sure he remembered the way back to his house.

”Did you think I was gone?” Trevor asked.

“Trevor!” Tom snarled, realizing how heavy this body was getting, how much the muscles seemed to resist moving as Trevor wrestled for control.

“Yeah…” Trevor replied using his own mouth, “it's me.”

What do you think you're doing? Tom snarled as Trevor forced him out of control, Why are you taking us here?

“It was the only place I could think of,” Trevor replied, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his cellphone which was just barely alive.

Tom watched as Trevor entered in Rachel’s number and called.

“Hello?” Rachel's voice came from the other side.

“Rachel,” Trevor began, “It's me… Trevor. I'm taking us back to the old gym. I don't know how much longer I can stay in control, please, hurry.”

He hung up before Rachel could respond and hurried over to the school. Fine. Be that way. Tom was good at playing games, especially pretend.

Let them try to stop him. He can play along, while he would've preferred having a male body, a female one would certainly be a novel experience.

---

Liz put down Rachel's phone. Susan had just gotten dressed in some of Summerlyn’s clothes and they were about to head out, “Who was that?” Rachel asked.

“Trevor,” Liz replied, “he said he's heading to the old gymnasium.”

“Could be a lie from Tom,” Naomi pointed out, having just gotten dressed herself.

“I don't think so,” Liz replied, “that sounded a lot like Trevor to me.”

“And if it's nof?” Naomi challenged, “Tom could just be sending us on a wild goose chase so he'd have more time to fully take over Trevor.”

That was also a possibility. Susan said Tom could see the memories of the people he's possessed, it's possible he's trying to buy some time for himself. But, something about this was telling Liz otherwise.

“How about we split up then? Rachel suggested, “You and Susan check out Tom's house while Liz and I go to school?”

Naomi's eyes glinted dangerously, “Fine, but we're taking the scroll.”

What? No! Liz was about to respond when Rachel cut her off, “That's fine, we'll let you know what we find and remember to keep your guard up.”

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There was no way in hell Naomi was going to let those two lovebirds ruin everything again. Besides, the text was sent from Trevor’s phone, but it easily could just be Tom trying to trick them into sending them to the wrong place.

No, she was certain Tom was still in control and he was heading back to his old house to begin the process of getting Natalie a new body. Naomi suppressed a shiver at that thought. Tom needed a body hoppers body, so am I walking into a trap myself? That was why she wanted to take the scroll, in case things went wrong she'd have something she could protect herself with.

“Naomi, you doing good?” Susan asked, “You look… terrible.”

She gave a hollow laugh, struggling to stop herself from lashing out, “I barely got any sleep last night because this creep and a creepy dead guy possessed my sister and I had to look after her to make sure nothing happened to her body.”

Susan laughed awkwardly, they wasted some time having Susan get dressed on top of arguing about whether or not they should go to Tom's house or the school. “Right,” she said, “Well, be careful. I don't want you fainting or something when we're in her house.”

Naomi scoffed, “I'll be fine, if anything, it's you I'm worried about.”

Naomi held onto the scroll. Susan tried to argue that since she wasn't sleep deprived she should be the one with the scroll, but Naomi wasn't having it. Susan messed up by letting Tom escape, and Naomi had had it with the three of them.

She fought off the urge to close her eyes as Natalie's house came into view. The blinds were drawn, and she didn't see any light or movement from them.

“Think anyone's home?” Susan asked.

Naomi grunted, quickening her pace in a vain attempt to stave off sleep. They needed to hurry, every second Tom spent in Trevor’s body was one more second he'd get for his full takeover. Would the owl scroll even work at that point? It didn't have much of an effect on non body hoppers other than mesmerizing them for a while.

“Stay here,” Naomi growled, not wanting to hear Susan arguing, “I'll go in and see what's happening.”

Before Susan could respond, Naomi's body went limp as Naomi left it. The first thing she noticed was the extreme tiredness she had was gone, thankfully. The second thing was Susan letting out a series of swears as she lowered Naomi’s body on the sidewalk, trying to find somewhere she could hide without drawing too much attention.

Naomi floated into Natalie's house, looking around frantically for any signs of Trevor, Tom, or the old woman. No one was there on the first floor, and nothing was on either.

I guess that only leaves the second floor, Naomi thought, floating up to the second floor and entering into a now empty bedroom. She looked around, remembering what Elizabeth and Rachel told her about Natalie's house. This must have been Hazel's room, except now it was completely empty, no furniture left behind. The only thing here was bare carpet and some depressions in the carpet indicating where furniture used to be.

The hallway was dark and quiet as Naomi floated through, making her way into the master bedroom. Again, she was met with darkness and slowly inched her way towards the bed where she saw Natalie lay. As she got there though she saw a bottle of pills next to her nightstand as well as a piece of paper.

That's when she realized Natalie wasn't breathing. Naomi couldn't enter her body either, Natalie was dead. Well, I suppose we don't need to worry about that anymore, Naomi thought, looking at the papers Natalie left on the nightstand.

I am sorry.

I can't do this anymore. This man has taken too much from me as is and I refuse to let him take anymore from me. He should've died with our dear Hazel, but of course that bastard couldn't stay dead. I have no idea how he's going to come back alive, but I want nothing to do with him.

I thought I was finally free, after years and years of tormenting and using me, I'd be free to be myself. But he still manipulated me from the grave, trying to find a way to get back to life again. Well, if he ever finds his way back to a new body, he'll have to find a new plaything!

Beneath the letter were numerous photographs. They were of a much younger woman, most likely a younger version of Natalie. Naomi was surprised to see she used to be beautiful, with long dark hair and dark eyes that would have certainly turned a few heads.

The pictures of her were in various states of undress, with her looking sultrily into the camera in a teasing sort of way as she groped her own breasts and covered her pussy. This is like those sick pictures Trevor has on his phone!

Seems Tom and Trevor might have a few things in common. Naomi wondered if this was how Tom managed to stop Natalie from leaving him for so long, not only would he be able to possess her, but pictures like these also weren't something most people wanted to get out.

Whatever the case, it was clear Tom isn't here. Meaning, unless Tom was trying to send them to the wrong place, that he was in the school and Rachel and Elizabeth were going after him without any sort of protection.

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There was quite a few things Rachel liked about being in Liz's body, and one of them was definitely that not only did she run faster than in her own body, but she could keep up the pace for much longer. Poor Liz was huffing in Rachel’s body as she struggled to keep up and Rachel waited for Liz by the school so they could go in together.

Some of the early students had already shown up and most of the faculty were inside as well. Getting into the school was no problem, and Trevor told them exactly where he'd be hiding. The only thing Rachel was nervous about was that they had nothing to fight Tom with.

Naomi took their only owl scroll and they still only had Liz's necklace as Susan kept the ring on her when she ran off with Naomi. Rachel swallowed, feeling exposed without anything to protect her from Tom in case he wrestles control away from Trevor. Assuming he hasn't already done so and had run off somewhere before Liz and Rachel even got here.

Rachel licked her lips, “You ready?” she asked.

Liz took in a breath, still winded from trying to keep up with her former body, “Y-yeah! I'm right behind you.”

Rachel and Liz went into the school, and just like the day before, Rachel noticed more than a few people staring at them as they passed. There weren't as many eyes on Liz's body as there was only picture of her leaked to the school, but Rachel noticed her own face turning redder than her hair as Liz was stared at by numerous boys.

Rachel glared at them if she noticed them staring, at least they had the decency to look away after that. Most of them did anyway. Fucking gross. Rachel thought, scowling harder.

At least no one bothered them when they crossed into the old area of the school. They needed to be quick though, no doubt someone had seen them and would be reporting to Principal Ozuna that students were crossing into an area of the school they shouldn't be in.

The old gymnasium was right down the hall and, even though the lights were off, Rachel saw Trevor’s body standing at the far side of the school. He smiled when he saw the two of them enter the gym. “You came!” He began, voice tired, “Quick! You have that scroll, right? Use it now, while I can still fight back!”

Rachel shook her head, “I'm sorry, Trevor, but… I don't have it.”

“W-what?” He asked, voice cracking.

“Your ex didn't want to give it to us,” Liz began, “she thought Tom would want to reunite with Natalie.”

Trevor shook his head, clutching it as he started panicking, moving in jerking motions, “Are you serious?” he screeched, “I don't have much long to still be here! I told you I'd still be here, why didn't you listen to me?”

Rachel was about to step forward, but Liz put a hand on her shoulder. When Rachel looked, Liz subtly shook her head, “There's no saving him, now.”

Trevor cried out, falling to the floor and spasming as he fought for control. He squirmed, pleading for them to help him, but Rachel and Liz could only watch as Tom stole back control. Trevor’s body eventually stopped moving.

Rachel let out a breath, “T-Trevor?” She asked.

Suddenly, she yelped as she felt something pulling at her, yanking her forward. It was the same sensation as when she left a body, except this time it was forced upon her. Liz's body went limp as Rachel wad forced out of it and she gasped when she saw the figure that grabbed her.

It vaguely resembled Trevor, although black tendrils surrounded his form, moving through it like veins. His face wasn't that of Trevor’s anymore, but was instead of a much older man that Rachel recognized from photographs of Naomi's Uncle Ian and his friend on their travels.

It was Tom. He had almost finished taking over Trevor’s soul and body. Tom looked surprised when he dragged Rachel out of Liz's body. “How… when did you?” He grinned, “Ah, looks like there's still some tricks I haven't quite figured out yet.”

Liz screamed and rushed forward, grabbing her body and holding it close, looking around to see where Rachel and Tom could be. It was no use though, Liz wouldn't be able to see them, but at least she'd be safe from Tom.

Rachel growled, shoving Tom away from her. They floated a few apart from each other, with Rachel floating in front of a still panicking Liz and Tom floating by Trevor’s body.

Tom smiled, “Surprised to see me?” he asked, “Even when I wasn't in control, I was still able to slowly take over more of him. Of course, he still put up a good fight in the end,” a mock frown appeared on his face, “It's a shame the boy has to die, but… I don't think he'll be missed.”

“Fuck you!” Rachel snarled.

Tom chuckled, “Woah! I didn't realize you cared for this boy that much. I know what he did to you and your friends, why do you care so much about him?”

Because I could have been like him. Rachel admitted. When I first got these powers, the first time I was a boy… I couldn't help myself. Trevor got that from me. Even then, I only used these powers for my own end, help me cheat on school.* “Because… he doesn't deserve this.” Rachel said simply, “I messed up too, and I did things I shouldn't have. I want to help him.”

Tom yawned, “How quaint, really. You know, I had plans for your friend's body too, Rachel. My dear Natalie is getting up there in age and I couldn't bear to live without her. I've been looking through this boys memories and, I have to say, Naomi's body was my favorite that he possessed. It's a shame I wasn't there to experience it myself.” his eyes lowered hungrily at Rachel’s body, still piloted by Liz, “Although yours is certainly a close second.”

“If you were after my body, why attack Liz?”

“Ah simple,” Tom began noticing Liz taking off her spider necklace and placing it over her old body, “I wanted to see how'd you react.”

Rachel scoffed, noticing Tom floating closer, but unaware Liz was no longer protected by her spider necklace, “Well sorry to say, but that isn't happening.”

“Isn't it?” Tom asked, suddenly making a bee line to Liz.

Rachel cried out, finally seeing that Liz had taken off the necklace. No! she dove towards Liz, but Tom reached her first.

Liz gasped, struggling to stay on her feet as Tom slipped inside her. I won't let you do this! Rachel snarled, reaching into her own body.

She was surprised then that, instead of being able to force Tom out of her body, the black tendrils instead grabbed her and forced her into her own body.

Rachel struggled, trying to fight back, but more of those tendrils grabbed her, forcing her into her own body. No!

She was absorbed fully into her own body, but unlike when Trevor had taken her over, here Rachel was able to see from her own eyes. In the darkness, she could feel the suppressed consciousness of Trevor still crying out for help as well as Liz who seemed to be in an almost sleeplike state.

Tom chuckled, and Rachel could still hear through her own ears. Worse, she could also feel her own body and she hated how she could feel herself growing wet.

“This seem familiar to you, Rachel?” Tom asked, “I saw it through Trevor’s eyes as he possessed you.” he smirked, groping one of Rachel’s breasts through her shirt, “Oh yes, I think Natalie would love being in your body.”

Get your fucking hands off me! Rachel cried out.

Tom chuckled as he took off Rachel's shirt, his jaw dropping when he saw her freckled breasts in her bra, “These look so much bigger in person.” He laughed as he fumbled to unhook her bra, “You know, the thought of doing something like this never quite crossed my mind, sure, I got them naked, but never for reasons like this,” he began, “but Trevor always seemed to want to possess women and get them naked. It annoyed me, but I think I'm starting to see why he enjoyed this so much.”

Her bra finally came loose and her breasts spilled free. Tom licked his lips as he squeezed them, enjoying how much they filled his hands. Rachel felt her body growing even more wet, with Tom squirming her legs together to try to control something he never had before.

The next to go were her shoes, followed by her socks, then jeans. Tom wasted no time practically throwing the jeans off, eager to see what he had between his legs.

As Rachel continued to squirm in the darkness, she felt another presence shift inside her.

”Huh?” Trevor grunted, ”What's happening? Why do I feel so aroused?”

”Trevor!” Rachel cried, ”Fight him! Don't let him take control of you!”

“What?” Tom growled as he tried to peel off Rachel’s underwear only for his hands to no longer obey him. He gasped, Rachel’s body jerking as Trevor tried to fight for control. “No!” Tom snarled.

Rachel felt the thick tendrils around her body loosen as Tom was slowly losing the fight. As Trevor gasped, taking control of Rachel’s body did Rachel feel the tendril slip away, allowing her to safely float out of her body.

She never felt so happy to be bodiless as she did then. It was awful, being stuck and unable to do anything. She turned around, and growled as she saw Trevor taking off her panties with a stupid grin on her face. Rachel reached and yanked Trevor out of her body. “Seriously?” she growled.

Trevor still had the black tendrils running through his form, but his face was his own. And on his face was a sheepish grin, “Couldn't help myself,” he said, “besides, you look much better that way.”

Liz screamed as she woke up naked in Rachel's body and scrambled to put on some clothes. Just then, however, the doors to the old gymnasium opened as Susan and Naomi rushed in.

Susan noticed Trevor’s and Liz's body laying limp on the floor and turned to a very naked and very embarrassed Liz, “What happened? Is Trevor still here?”

“I don't know!” Liz shouted, trying to put some clothes, “I think so!”

Naomi growled, before she too went limp and went over towards Rachel and Trevor. “You.” She snarled, pointing at Trevor, “Get back in your own body.”

“Naomi-!” Rachel began.

“Can it, Smith!” Naomi snarled, gripping Trevor tightly, “This ends, now. Whether you like it or not.”

Trevor groaned, spasming as the black tendrils twisted inside him. Suddenly, Tom smiled back at them, “Is that so, Naomi? And how exactly do you plan on killing me without also killing poor Trevor?”

“You think I give any fucks about him?” Naomi asked.

Tom stuttered, trying to fight back until Rachel appeared and helped push Tom back towards Trevor’s body as Susan and Liz readied the owl scroll.

“No!” Tom cried, looking genuinely frightened now, “No! It can't end like this! I still have so much to do! Natalie and I-!”

“Your widow's dead,” Naomi said flatly,” She killed herself rather than risking you messing up her life again.”

Tom paused, his eyes wide, “I… no… she wouldn't. She loved me!”

Rachel stayed silent. She'd read through Natalie's diary, how Tom believed she loved someone like him was beyond her. Natalie wrote very clearly she was scared of him and how he would torment her. *I wish we were able to save her.”

“You!” Tom gasped, turning to Rachel, “You wouldn't let poor Trevor die! You even said yourself, you wished you could save him!”

“I know,” Rachel replied, looking at the black tendrils. They had completely taken over the form of Trevor now, and as Rachel watched, she could see them reshaping to look like someone else, “but Trevor is gone, isn't he?”

Tom struggled, but was unable to stop them as the two of them forced him into Trevor’s body. He gasped, sitting up right. Susan took that as her cue, unrolling the owl scroll and letting its light bathe over Tom.

He cried out, Rachel and Naomi barely being able to dive out of the way before the light struck them as well. Tom's soul was forced out of Trevor’s body and they watched as he struggled against the light, but slowly withered away. The black tendrils evaporated, and there was one final scream before Tom was gone. As soon as he left, however, Rachel saw the broken remains of Trevor reveal themselves.

She reached out towards him, wanting to pull him out of the light, to save him. Trevor smiled sadly as the light destroyed him.

“That's that,” Naomi muttered, returning to her body.

The owl scroll withered away in Susan's hands as the magic was used up. Tom was gone, and so was Trevor.

Before any of them could process what happened, however, the doors to the gymnasium came open and several faculty members, including Principal Ozuna, rushed in.

“What are you doing here?” Principal Ozuna demanded, “the old sections of the school are strictly prohibited for students to - Oh my God!” her eyes fell upon the dead body of Trevor laying on the opposite side of the gym.

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THE INCIDENT AT MILTON HIGH
Students and faculty were shocked to discover the death of fellow student, Trevor Wheeler age 18, within the old gymnasium of Milton High. The cause of death is currently unknown as the body, while showing signs of starvation, dehydration, and physical abuse, none of these are shown to be the cause of death. Witnesses of Wheeler’s death, students Rachel Smith, Elizabeth Cobble, and Naomi Walker, as well as Walker’s sister Summerlyn Walker have said Trevor contacted them to go to the gymnasium of Milton High, but that he suddenly dropped dead.

The students have been taken in for questioning where investigators were able to find out three of the students have been harassed by Wheeler, with explicit images of themselves being leaked on the school’s social media by Wheeler. Images of these students, as well as numerous other students, have been found on Wheeler’s phone and investigators have found the photos leaked by the individual to match up with the images on Wheeler’s phone.

Wheeler’s death is still being investigated, although all students have been released from custody.

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Rachel sighed as she put down the newspaper. It had been a few stressful days after Trevor died. The investigators were convinced the four of them had something to do with Trevor’s death. They were right, of course, but it wasn’t like they could tell them the truth behind everything. No doubt they’d just think they were spouting off some tall tale that would just land all of them in prison.

It took some effort from Rachel and Naomi to make sure the investigators were thrown off their trail. Looks like it worked, at least for now. Still, Rachel would be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous she’d be woken up by the police pounding on her door with a warrant for her arrest.

“Rache, you alright?” Liz asked, coming out of the shower.

Rachel smiled, enjoying the sight as Liz took off the tower and wiped off Rachel’s body. They still hadn’t swapped back yet, although Rachel figured they had all the time in the world to enjoy this situation now. After all this time, it was still surreal to see her body moving in ways it normally wouldn’t, and seeing it move from an outside perspective.

Liz tossed the blanket to the floor, letting Rachel enjoy the view of her own body naked before her. In the days since Liz has had it, she has tried getting it into the same shape as her original body. Already, Rachel could see some definition in her legs and arms and Liz was no longer huffing to keep up whenever they went on their runs.

“I’m feeling better now,” Rachel replied, “it’s just… surreal, everything we’ve been through.”

Liz nodded and sat down on the bed. “At least half the school doesn’t gawk at us like we’re some freakshow anymore.”

Rachel gave a hollow laugh. That seemed to be the one good thing that came out of this. Funny though that everyone who enjoyed staring at them and making those stupid remarks now had nothing to say that the truth was revealed and the person who posted this pictures was dead. The three of them had to basically beg Naomi to let the whole thing though and let bygones be bygones.

They hadn’t seen much of her since then though. Despite how she was, Rachel hoped Naomi was doing alright. She didn’t seem too good the last time she saw her.

The buzzing of their phones briefly snapped Rachel out of her thoughts.

Susan: I think I’m going to check on Naomi later today. I just want to make sure everything’s alright with her.

Me: Alright, say hello for Liz and I.

Rachel smiled as she felt Liz draw closer to her, her arms wrapping around Liz’s athletic body, gently pulling her close. Rachel shivered as she felt her own bare breasts press against Liz’s shirt. “Still worried?” Liz whispered huskily into Rachel’s ear.

“A little,” Rachel admitted, slipping off her shirt, “and I can use a distraction.”

Her clothes came off eagerly before she practically pounced on Liz. The other girl giggled as Rachel pinned her against the bed, trying in vain to break free, smiling playfully as Rachel leaned down to suck on her breast. Liz moaned, arching into it as Rachel sucked on a nipple, one hand squeezing the other breast while the other hand slid between the legs of her former body.

Liz sucked in a breath at Rachel’s touch. One of the reasons they wanted to stay in each other’s bodies was they knew their own bodies better than anyone else, and Rachel had Liz singing in a few minutes. Rachel cut her off a few times by pressing their mouth together, tongues exploring familiar mouths from a different perspective.

Finally, Liz arched her back as Rachel brought her to climax. Liz collapsed against the bed, sweating lightly. Rachel grinned, laying down beside her, pressing Liz’s bare body against her and playfully nibbling on her former ear.

Liz chuckled as she turned around, desire dark in her eyes. She drew Rachel closer, kissing her deeply as Rachel felt her former hands exploring Liz’s body. Rachel gasped, practically dripping as Liz teased her pussy before sliding her fingers inside.

Whatever happens, at least they have each other.

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Author's Note: Hello everyone! I am glad to have have presented to you all, the final chapter of The Incident at Milton High and I hope that you enjoyed this journey as much as I have! Much love and appreciation to you all! - Nightowl005