Bekka left the Johnson's very happy and with a purpose. She returned to school and approached Aubrey during lunch. They agreed to meet up after the final bell and spend the rest of the day together so they could have some quality best friend time. Since Nevyn didn't know how long he wanted to drag his plan out, Bekka would make sure Aubrey would be out late. Derek, still blissfully unaware of the life changing evening he was about to have, had come to a decision about any future relationship with Nevyn. If Nevyn would agree to back off while he went to college, he would let Nevyn try to awaken any potential body hopping abilities he might have after had his degree. This didn't seem unreasonable to Derek, as Nevyn appeared to have nothing but time. Unfortunately, Nevyn wasn't willing to wait a week, let alone a few years to get the answer he wanted. At that moment, he was waiting patiently in the body of Derek's mom, Nancy Johnson. Nevyn had meticulously baited both mother and son with desire for the other, and thanks to Nancy's memories, he knew that there had been several tugs on the line, but no bite. Today he would ensure that changed. Nevyn assumed Derek's unwillingness or hesitancy in helping him discover his dormant body hopping potential was due to some moral or ethical code. Nevyn himself had shrugged off any notion of these almost a century ago, after having seen what mankind was capable of doing to each other. He reasoned if, given enough time, he could show Derek that he could be above all of society's norms and not be held to any social standard or law. But he didn't have time, well, he didn't have the patience. Nevyn deduced that if he could get Derek to break this one particular taboo, this one thing that he seemed to be fighting so stubbornly, the rest of his moral tendencies would fall like dominoes and he would become a thoroughly malleable student. Or it would just be fun to screw with him again, either way Nevyn would be entertained. Derek had expected to walk home with his sister, which had been there habit for a few months now, mainly because of Nevyn coming into all their lives. Had Nevyn really been in and out of their lives for months now? It hadn't seemed that long but he had used his time efficiently to carve a messy, conflicting swath through Derek's life and he couldn't even talk about it with his family because they had no clue. Nevyn had been sure to wipe or edit their memories accordingly so they didn't even know Nevyn had possessed them and made them do deplorable things around him or to him. No one else would believe him anyway except for Bekka, but he didn't want to involve her because Nevyn had made it sound as if she were possibly on his side because of his body hopping abilities. Everyone had a fetish he surmised. When he stepped into his house, he wondered if his mom would spend the rest of the day avoiding him as she had all week. This had been due to the lingering thoughts of lust Nevyn had implanted in her mind while she had been under his possession, but so far, they had both been strong enough not to act on those primal urges. He hoped she would avoid him. It would be easier right now as it would be just the two of them for a couple hours after she got home from her usual Friday errands. With Bri out with Bekka and his dad going out with work buddies, they would have to actively stay out of each other's eyesight to best avoid temptation. This train of thought was derailed however, the moment Derek stepped into the living room and saw his mother sitting nervously on the couch in her fluffy pink bathrobe. "Derek, sweetie," his mom said softly, "please come have a seat. We need to talk." Derek swallowed hard. He didn't know what this was about but it couldn't be good. His steps towards his mother were cautious, as if there were a minefield under the beige carpet. "It's okay dear," his mother encouraged. "I won't bite. At least, I'll try not too." She stifled a laugh at this and then blanched as if knowing the joke had been in poor taste. As Derek sat, he tried to take control of whatever was about to happen. "Mom, maybe we should talk about it when Dad or Bri get home? I can just go up to my room or..." Derek's mom took a deep breath as if to steel herself before she began. "Derek, don't be silly. I'm your mother. We should be able to be in the same room together and talk about anything, even if it's something difficult to discuss. We're family and we love each other and can get through anything. Now, I know I've been avoiding you recently, and I wanted to tell you why." Derek was back on his feet. "Mom, unless this is about a summer job or my future academic choices, I really think we should wait until Dad gets home. Please?" His mother took his hand and gently pulled him back down to a sitting position next to her. "I think that would be a good, but also terrible idea, given the subject matter." Derek grimaced knowingly, then remained silent. He figured at this point he'd let his mother say her peace and then they could either get past it somehow or continue to avoid each other. After seeing that Derek would allow her to continue without further interruption, his mom pressed on. "About a week ago I, I don't know I, just started having these weird feelings and emotions when I'd be around you. Over the past few months I've really noticed the man you've become, especially in a few of those more embarrassing moments we've seemed to have had recently. For instance," she broke eye contact with him and looked at a painting on the opposite wall, "when I got hurt in the shower and you, uh, got a little grabby with me." Derek was a little confused. He knew Nevyn had the ability to alter the memories of people he was possessing. He was crafty enough to tweak things that had happened to suit his interests, craftier still by planting completely false memories that had never happened if it suited him. Derek concluded that the teasing and seduction Nevyn had acted out while inside his mom was tweaked in a way that would make Derek the one who had been behaving badly. In truth he had overstepped boundaries, but he rationalized he had done so only after Nevyn had pushed him across. "Mom," Derek started, "what exactly do you remember about that time you fell in the shower, or other things you think I may have done?" His mother frowned and arched an eyebrow. "I remember everything fine, same as you. I'm not making up the fact that you barged in while I was taking a shower, startling me and causing me to fall and sprain myself. I appreciated you helping me up to the bed but, well, you definitely took some liberties with where your hands went." Derek wished Nevyn were in the room right then so he could wring his neck. His mother went on. "And then when you massaged my leg and your hands went higher and higher even when I told you not to until you, you touched me there where no son ever should touch a mother." "Mom, that's not quite how it all happened," Derek protested, also trying to think of any pressing homework. Anything to keep his penis from having any say in the conversation. "I don't blame you. I've certainly teased you a bit recently. Unknowingly at first, like when we did yoga together and I felt what a..." She blushed fiercely, but looked him directly in the eyes, "what a big boy you've become." Derek's eyes widened and panic started to set in. He needed to get out of this room before it was too late. He went to stand but his mom grabbed his arm and kept him planted on the couch next to her. Very close next to her. The smell of her floral body wash flooded his nostrils. "But I take full responsibility for teasing you the way I did when I wore that lingerie. I must say it was nice to know my body could still have that effect on a young man. But I'm sorry I did it. I know you haven't had a girlfriend in a while and have been focused entirely on your studies and," she place a hand tenderly on his cheek, "you haven't been able to find any type of sexual release. And then here your momma goes and makes you even more pent up. I'm sorry I've been so bad, but I'd like to help you if you'll let me." Derek was a deer in headlights as his mother scooted herself so close that their legs were touching. The entire time her hand never left his face. "It's completely natural for a boy to fantasize about his mother. You'll probably end up marrying someone just like me someday. Today, though, just once, as a sort of making it up to you for any frustration I may have caused, I'd be willing to let you live out the fantasy." Derek swallowed hard. He didn't know what to do. His body did and he started to lean his face towards her as she did the same. He could feel her warm breath as she drew closer. Saw her lips part as her tongue snaked out to wet her lips, preparing for a kiss they both knew was coming. And then Derek felt a mild spark of electricity against his cheek where his mother's hand was, and he jerked back as his mother's body shuddered from head to toe for one improbably long second. For most, it would have been almost imperceptible. But to Derek, who had seen it far too many times for his liking, it was the most obvious thing in the world. Derek stood up and retreated to the other end of the living room. "Nevyn, you son of a bitch!" A low, menacing laugh escaped Nancy Johnson's mouth as her eyes appraised her now extremely wary prey. "Now now," Nevyn's deep voice said from her lips, "Is that any way to talk to your mother?" Derek's face tightened and his hands became fists. "Get out of my mom right now! You said you wouldn't hop my family anymore!" Nancy stood up and began closing the distance between them. The low voice boomed out, "You said you'd give me an answer about becoming like me! About letting me teach you what I know and becoming something so much more than just this single body you inhabit now. You could have anything or anyone you want and you're hung up on going to college and having a normal life. With what you should be able to, do all of that is pointless and totally beneath you!" His mother was directly in front of his face now and Derek was backed completely against the wall. "Derek?" It was his mother's voice again, speaking so kindly, "don't you think you deserve so much more?" And before Derek could respond, his mother's mouth was on his and he felt her tongue dart between his lips and give him an expert kiss that curled his toes. He gave in for a few seconds before pushing her back and raising his fist as if she were an attacking intruder. "What?" his mom said sweetly. "Are you going to hit me sweetie? I'm just trying to look out for you. That's part of being a good mom." Nancy took a step back and untied the knot on her bathrobe and pulled the sides apart to reveal black, partially see thru lingerie with a plunging neck line that drew all the attention to her large breasts. Derek couldn't not look as his gaze traveled down to see matching back panties connected by garters to black stockings. Derek knew that in the end, try as he might, he would not be able to resist this direct onslaught to his libido after weeks of sexual build up to this moment. "Why are you doing this?" Nevyn's voice came again. "Because deep down I know you want this. She wants this, needs it really. It's all she's been thinking about this last week." "And who's fault is that?" Derek shot back. "That's fair," Nevyn replied, trying to be patient. "But it has morphed into an intense desire. If I'm here though, it can be easier for you. I can be inside her while you give her what she wants and then her desire will quenched. I can let her remember it as her coming on to you and you can be the victim here. Or maybe she remembers it as nothing but a vivid dream that she had and nothing more. Or a third option that you would definitely not prefer where everything was your idea and you drove her to act out your forbidden lust and she felt so terrible that she had to tell your father and sister what a monster you are." Derek said quietly, "Those are not options. This is not one of your games." Nancy's mouth broke into a small smile, and then she said in her sweetest, motherly voice, "Everything can be a game sweetie. Everything. I know that last option isn't very nice, and I wouldn't want that for my handsome boy, so I hope you'll give me what I really want by choosing the first one." The robe was on the floor and she was walking toward him, looking at him with love and affection. It was the way his mother always looked at him when she asked him how his day was. Derek knew this was Nevyn's greatest weapon, to make it seem as if he were not even there as he manipulated his host like a puppet. He used, to great effect, the mannerisms and memories of his host to fabricate the illusion that it was really his mom in front of him. Even when Derek knew one hundred percent that it was not, when his mother looked at him that way, it was her, and he would tell her anything, give her anything. She draped her arms around his neck and looked at him for a long moment before breaking the erotic silence between them. "So son, what's it going to be? Will you help your mother out? Will you give her what she needs?" Derek hadn't realized he had been holding his breath until he let out a ragged sigh. In a way, he was glad to finally stop fighting, but he was not sure he'd ever be able to forgive himself after today. "Yes Mom. Whatever you need." Her hand was back on his face as she said softly, "Such a good boy. Let's take this upstairs." She spun around and took a few steps forward and then looked back at Derek. "Please hurry sweetie, momma's really wet and ready." And then she gracefully flitted from the room and he heard her bare feet on the stairs. Derek gave chase with an eagerness his mind was surprised by, but his body wasn't. He had an erection that hadn't abated since he had kissed his mom, even when he found out it wasn't really her behind the wheel. Nevyn had trained him well. He had dealt out rewards when Derek fell in line with him and his body remembered the protocol. He burst into his parent's bedroom to see his mom sitting on the bed, patting the space next to her. He quickly undressed and then sat naked next to her. "Derek," his mother said, reaching out with one hand to stroke his arm, "I know you're probably not a virgin. You are almost 19 and have had a couple girlfriends and, well, just know that even though you might have had some experience already, you probably won't last too long once you get inside me. And I want you to know that's okay. Momma doesn't judge you. You just do your best." Derek knew Nevyn was baiting him here. After the sexual cat and mouse Nevyn had done between him and Derek's mom, Nevyn expected him to blow his load the minute he entered her. Derek gave a rueful smile, determined to make this last. His mom leaned forward and gave him a long, passionate kiss. Then she pulled back from him and gently asked, "How do you want me? Do you want to fuck me on all fours? Maybe you'd like me bent over, or tied up, maybe just missionary style? Momma's game for anything her boy wants. All I ask is that you put your hands anywhere they want to go." With that last little bit of encouragement, Derek's erection had the play book and was calling all the shots. He pushed her down gently on the bed and started a slow, methodical make out session while letting his hands explore her body. He spent several minutes just squeezing each large boob, slipping a hand underneath the dark fabric that encased them to grasp and tweak the hardened nipples. She moaned enthusiastically when his hand traveled down and under the silk panties and found a thoroughly moistened slit. He continued to kiss and grope and fondle her, maintaining constant attention to her clit until he had brought his mom to a very loud climax. His eyes were wide with attentive lust, taking in the moment her body thrashed and bucked underneath his fingers as her voice screamed in approval. After seeing his mother orgasm, Derek tore off his clothes and was going to jump on top of her to bring himself off in quick fashion. He no longer cared about longevity, but his mother rolled aside, denying him quick release. Derek turned over to see his mother stand and unclasp the garters, then slowly rolled down her stockings. She pulled down her black panties, and then deftly pulled each arm through the black top, before pulling it neatly over her head without disturbing any of her hair. His mother stood completely naked before him, her eyes looking at him tenderly, but there was a smirk at the corner of her mouth. Nevyn's voice spoke, "Before we go any further Derek, before your mother here rides you to completion, I want you to tell me you want this. You want your mother's body." Derek was breathing hard, completely worked into a state of frenzied lust. He almost shouted his response, "I want her! I want my mom to fuck me!" "And you want what I can do? You'll work with me to find a way to turn your ability on?" "Anything you say," Derek agreed. In that moment he would have made a deal with the devil himself, but maybe he was. "Just come on. Fuck me already!" Derek's mother's voice giggled in triumph before she said, "Okay sweetheart, okay. Just lie back and let momma take care of the rest." Derek positioned himself in the center of the bed. His mother climbed on top of him and rubbed her wet slip against his penis before letting it slide deep inside her. Derek had decided again that he wanted to make it last, and so had his mom. Her body rode him slowly at first, her hips moving back and forth, while his hands fondled her breasts, his mouth occasionally reaching up to suck on a nipple. On one such occasion, she grasped the back of his head and pressed it firmly against her, causing much of the breast to envelop Derek's face. "There you go baby, get a mouthful, just like when you were little." Derek's tongue flicked and bit her tit and then his mouth sucked the soft flesh around it while he let both his hands encircle her and grab her ass, squeezing both cheeks with increased vigor. When he pulled back for air, he saw in lustful horror that he had left a hickey on his mother's breast. The fear of what this could mean only served to make his dick harder and he began to thrust underneath her. His mom also sped up, first moving her hips faster and faster, and then rising up with her legs, letting his penis almost come out of her before slamming it back down deep inside her pussy over and over again, each time causing her to let out a sexy moan. The moment was building between them as they both sped up, now hurrying towards a finish line that they could both see. Right as Derek's balls tightened and his mom began to scream in another climatic moment, everywhere his skin touched her body suddenly seemed to spark with electricity. He too cried out as they simultaneously came, and a shudder wracked his mother's body. And then everything went black and Derek felt a sensation akin to sliding down a wet tunnel, and then falling, and then nothing as consciousness evaded him. When Derek came to, he felt he himself lying with half his face against the softness of the bed. As he opened an eye, he was startled to see a flaccid penis inches from his face. He cried out and pushed up with both arms, wondering why there was another man in this bed. He suddenly had much more to wonder about as he felt two weights pulling at his chest and black hair cascading in front of his eyes. He knew before he knew what had happened. It was like when his mind had worked out the answer to a math problem but his brain hadn't shown the work. He knew the answer, but didn't understand how, or why, and couldn't believe it was happening. He brushed the hair from his face and turned his head slightly to glance at the penis. His penis, attached to his body. He was outside his body. He jumped up and tried to run to the mirror above his mother's dresser, but his entire sense of balance was off and he fell. He stood carefully, got his feet under him, then walked purposefully to the mirror. Exactly as he had expected, he had hopped his mother's body. It might have been erotic for some, taking in his mother's naked form from while inhabiting her body, but Derek was too overcome with all the new sensations mixing with several different emotions and questions. He felt smaller, and very uncomfortably awkward in this new skin. It was beyond different, it was, wrong, like a shirt that didn't fit quite write times a billion. He fought to stay rational, but fear was right around the corner as he wondered if he could hop back. He angrily pondered if Nevyn had known this might happen. He wanted to hit him so much, but he would just be hitting himself, which seemed to be a wasted exercise that he might feel the pain of later if he could get back. Derek turned as he heard his body stir behind him. Nevyn sat up, looked down at himself and then yelled at no one in particular, "What the hell happened? Derek, are you... did we... we did! We switched bodies, didn't we?" He began to laugh almost maniacally. "This is great, a little unexpected but great! Saved us a few steps." For Derek, it was very surreal to hear Nevyn's low voice come out of his body. He watched as his naked form jumped out of bed and started putting on his scattered clothes. Derek slowly started to do the same but stopped looking for a shirt to put on when he saw Nevyn opening the bedroom door. "Where are you going?" Derek asked, trying to hide the panic in his voice. His face smiled back at him as Nevyn replied, "I thought I could give you a crash course in body hopping, but not with your body because it is spent, sexually speaking I mean. I'm just going to go grab one of the next door hotties, Jessica or her mom. Oh, probably her mom." Nevyn was only talking to himself now as he continued." Two hot moms going at it, yeah, that'll be great. This is going to be epic." "No, you can't! I don't want..." but the door slamming shut interrupted Derek's protests. He hurriedly threw on the first shirt he touched. Realized he'd put it on backwards, took it off, turned it around, then put it back on, then sighed as he realized how desperately this body would need a bra before chasing himself outside. He took the shirt off again, then he felt the trickle of what was most likely his own ejaculate running down his leg. While Derek was trying to manage a bra and clean up his mother's body, his old body was already outside ringing the bell of the next door neighbors. Mrs. Roberts answered, looking curiously at the excited teenager. "Yes Derek? Is there something you need? I'm afraid Jessica is out at the moment." Nevyn tried to keep from smiling. "No, that's okay. I need you, an adult. It's an emergency. It's my mom. Please, follow me." And he grasped her wrist firmly and jerked her towards the house next door. "Okay, okay," Mrs. Roberts protested, a little alarmed at the urgency, "I'm coming. You don't have to drag me there." Nevyn loosened the grip. "Sorry, sorry, I'm just excited. This is going to be my first time with someone else doing it at the same time." They were now inside the house and Nevyn was closing the front door. Mrs. Roberts was surveying him curiously. "First time? First time for what?" The smile that Nevyn flashed showed all of Derek's teeth as he said, "Why, for some two way body hopping action of course." And he squeezed her wrist. Nothing happened. "That's... weird..." He squeezed her wrist again, then poked her shoulder, and finally put his palm on her face all while nothing continued to happen. All this was enough to creep out Mrs. Roberts, and she stepped back from him and placed a hand on the door knob. "Derek, what is going on? First you drag me over here, and then you start grabbing me and poking me? Where's your mother?" Derek's face looked stricken as he stammered in a voice that Mrs. Roberts thought was lower than usual, "I don't, um, I, excuse me, I need to try someone else." And in one quick motion, he swatted her hand off the door knob and flung it open. Mrs. Roberts watched the strange neighbor boy dart across the street and almost get hit by a passing car. She watched him ring that doorbell, and when someone answered, she couldn't quite make out who for sure, he had touched them, and then looked scared as he started running back towards her. "Nancy?" Mrs. Roberts loudly yelled into the house. "Are you home? What has gotten into your son?" Tentative steps were heard on the stairs, and in a few moments, a disheveled Nancy Johnson came into view. Mrs. Roberts looked closely and saw that Nancy was pointing to her throat and mouthing the words, "I'm sorry." Mrs. Roberts nodded understanding. "You lost your voice. Sorry for yelling, but you should know your son is acting like a lunatic." As if to demonstrate her point, Derek's body came running back through the front door, panting and alarmed. He made eye contact with Nancy's body and sputtered, "Something is very wrong." Mrs. Roberts rolled her eyes and said, "Well, if no one is dying I'll leave you with, whatever is going on here." She saw Nancy mouth the word "sorry" again. She turned and quickly went back to her house. Derek watched as his body moved into the living room and began pacing. "What's the matter? What's wrong?" he asked, trying to not let how spooked Nevyn seemed to be rattle him. Nevyn's voice was higher than usual as he exclaimed, "I can't hop out of your body!" Derek concentrated hard, trying not to think of the possible implications this could mean. "Did you forget how?" "I've only done it a million times and it's pretty easy," Derek's face sneered at him. "I didn't forget how. Like I said, something is wrong. When we switched it's like, my consciousness is trapped in your body and can't get out the same way you didn't seem to be able to." Derek was losing his fight not to panic. "Does, does that mean I'm trapped in my mom's body?" "Probably not. You can probably hop other people like I could. Wait, maybe if we touch I could..." Nevyn trailed off as he used Derek's body to touch Nancy's arm. He looked focused for a moment, and then broke contact when nothing happened. "Okay, yeah. This is a set back. A pretty huge one at that." "A set back!" Derek's voice bellowed comically from his mother's mouth. "This is a little more than a fucking set back! I am not going to be stuck in my mother's body." Now it was Nevyn's turn to try and evoke calm. "It's going to be okay. I'm sure this is only temporary. You can just hop someone else. Hop your dad when he gets home if it makes you more comfortable." "I am not just going to hop from person to person all the time like you do! I'm not you!" Derek's voice shouted. At this he saw his body begin to laugh. "But I am," Nevyn said. "I'm sorry, you kind of have to see the humor in all this. You didn't really want this, but I did, and now neither of us have what we wanted." "Yeah, really hilarious. I hate you." "Don't be like that," Derek's body walked over and put a hand on Nancy's shoulder. "Let's go back upstairs and I can make you a little more presentable and, then we'll go from there." Nevyn took Derek's female hand and they went back upstairs. As Nevyn moved around Nancy's form, fixing her hair, fussing over the outfit Derek had chosen for her, it was clear that all those times as women had taught him a thing or two. He was just glad to have something to do. He was trying to seem composed in front of Derek, but just under the surface he was becoming more and more anxious over their current predicament. Nevyn was almost finished with the changes he had made to Nancy's outfit, making sure the bra was on correctly and that her body sported clothes that matched and accentuated her figure, when they heard the front door shut downstairs. "Honey!" Derek's dad called out. "Kids! I'm home for the weekend!" "Dad's home!" Derek's voice whispered frantically to Nevyn. "What do I do? How do I make him not know it's me in his wife's body?" Nevyn rolled Derek's eyes. "You know, this stuff took me years to learn and decades to perfect, and I'm going to be training you from outside the body you're in. It's going to be like teaching someone who's never seen a car before how to drive but not being able to be in the car with them." "Yeah, I really appreciate a good analogy, now help me fool my dad!" "Yeah, yeah," Nevyn said. "For starters, let's turn her voice on. Remember me telling you about how your voice is the default. All you have to do is sync up with who your mom is. Think about who your host is in your head and see it, feel it, let it become you." Derek nodded his mom's head as if he understood, which he didn't, but he knew he needed to try. He heard his father's footsteps on the stairs. He thought about his mom in his head. Nancy Johnson, what was she like? All of a sudden an image of how she saw herself flashed in his head, like a picture that came out of nowhere. He heard the footsteps reach the top of the stairs. "This isn't working," Derek said worriedly. "Hey, no pressure," Nevyn said. "If this doesn't work you can always hop your dad. Now concentrate on how she sounds and acts." Derek closed Nancy's eyes and thought again of who Nancy Johnson was. A mother, a self employed entrepreneur, a wife, someone who was talented in the kitchen and... All at once images of Nancy danced through Derek's internal vision, but not just images but thoughts and feelings. He struggled to grab them, to retain them somehow, but most of it slipped through except for... there it was. What he needed. The bedroom door opened and Nancy Johnson's voice said, "Hi honey. Glad you could join us. Derek was just helping me with... Um?" "You wanted me to move the furniture in here around to see if it looked better, but then had me move it all back when you decided it didn't," Nevyn said without any hesitation. Derek's father paused and looked at his son. "What's with your voice there, Derek?" Richard saw his son look at him pointedly, but then just gave a dismissive shrug. "Nothing Dad, just becoming a man I guess." Nancy shot him a look. "And I probably have a bit of a cold. If you'll excuse me I'll be in my room." "No, you don't have to go," Nancy started to say, but her husband smacked her on the butt, making her forget anything she might have articulated further. "Meet up with us downstairs in a few minutes Derek and we can do some family bonding over dinner," Richard said while groping Nancy's butt cheek out of Nevyn's line of sight. Nevyn let Derek's eyes take in where Richard's hand was and understood that he was exploring his wife's backside. He then flashed a brilliant smile and said, "Sure thing, Dad." Then he shut the door, leaving the married couple alone in their master bedroom. Richard pulled his wife to face him and put a hand on his wife's cheek, then leaned in to kiss her. She recoiled in thinly veiled horror, shaking her head. "Oh, I see," Richard said teasingly. "Going to make me wait for tonight. I've got no problem with that." And he took off his pants to reveal a growing hard on underneath. "The longer you make me wait, the more I'm going to give it to you later." He put on sweat pants and left a visibly shaken Nancy alone in their bedroom. The second his father's footsteps hit the stairs Derek moved quietly in his mother's body to his room. Nevyn's room? This was getting very confusing for him. As he stepped inside, his body looked up at him with arched eyebrows, "Hey Mom, knock will you. I could have been doing anything in here." "Ha ha," Derek said resuming talking in his voice, "My dad wants to sleep with me. How do I get out of this?" Nevyn laughed again, harder than he had before. "Sorry. First off, he doesn't want to sleep with you, he wants sleep with his wife, who you are right now, or at least should be trying harder to pretend to be if you want to fool everyone." "Right," Derek said, then almost seamlessly he switched to Nancy's voice. "So tell me how to fool everyone, son. And then most importantly how not to sleep with my husband tonight?" "Let's do the second one first. You have a headache, there, done. The first thing only seems hard, but really isn't. When I first started hopping people, I went about it the hard way. I was trying to fool people by being myself inside the person I was in. Once I tuned in to my host's personality, it became immensely easier." "Great. How does that..." Derek's words were cut off as he felt another consciousness rise to the surface in his mind. Instinctively, with no trouble at all, he pushed it back down. In this moment, Nancy's body gave way to the shudder that had plagued Nevyn for so long. "... work?" Derek finished. "Was, was that my mom's consciousness trying to get control of this body again?" "Wow it was fun to watch instead of have to be a part of it," Nevyn mused. "And yeah, but as you most likely felt, it's no problem to maintain control." "But, what if I let her?" "What would happen to your consciousness if you let a host retake take control of its consciousness while you're inside them. I'd assume you'd either die or become like a silent parasite, living inside but unable to have any more control and unable to leave. Why don't you try it next time and tell me how it goes? But back to your question, how do you tune in to your mother's personality, right? Find her dormant consciousness, and become her. It's all there. Every memory, every personality trait, every emotional response she would have to external stimuli. It's all in there and you have the master key to all of it." Derek huffed, which sounded odd in his mother's voice, "You make it sound so easy." Nevyn's mouth, Derek's mouth, he couldn't keep up with it anymore, broke into a wry grin, "It was easy for me, but I had years of practice. I could hop someone and in a few seconds you wouldn't be able tell that I was inside them. You don't have years though if you want to keep it secret, so try hard to sync with your mom, but don't let her emotions get the best of you." "Her emotions?" Derek said in his voice, then checked himself and switched back to his mother's. "My emotions? I think I'll be fine son, now if you'll excuse me I'll be practicing in my room." He turned to leave but not before Nevyn spoke, "You'll be practicing downstairs in the kitchen while making dinner for the family the way you always do." Derek started, but at least maintained Nancy's voice, "But I don't know the first thing about making dinner?" Nevyn sighed, clearly agitated. "But Nancy does, tap into it. Figure it out." He made his mother frown at Nevyn, then he withdrew from the room and headed downstairs. When he walked into the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator door and really thought about the question, what would Nancy make for dinner tonight? A flash came in his mind, a recollection of her week's meal plan, what she had picked out for Friday night, and there it was, meat loaf. Perfect, he had no idea how to cook meatloaf. He didn't even know the ingredients. He thought hard again, how would Nancy make meatloaf? And the flashes came again but this time he was able to slow them down a little in his mind and play them back slowly if he needed to. He was getting the hang of this. Derek thought so anyways, until he put the world's worst meat loaf onto their dining room table an hour later. "Looks... adventurous, honey," Richard had said with little enthusiasm. "Are there, potatoes or, anything else?" "i dropped the potatoes," Nancy's voice said angrily as she started plopping down large slices of a non edible meat like substance onto their plates. Derek had shuddered while he was transporting them earlier in a ceramic bowl. "You might have heard the loud crash earlier, the one no one bothered to investigate and see if I needed any help." "We knew you hand it all handled Mom," Nevyn said with a cocky smile. "Hey Dad, this could use a side of pizza. Mind if I order delivery for us?" "Absolutely," Richard said a little too quickly, seeing his wife arch an eyebrow at him. He then retreated from the room. Derek came closer to Nevyn and whispered, "I'm doing something wrong. I can see the information, what she knows, but I can't do what she can do." "You're stressing about this far too much," Nevyn observed. "Go take a hot shower. Relax. Tell yourself you're Nancy Johnson and believe you're Nancy Johnson. Don't force it, just let it happen. You'll know it when it does." Derek furrowed Nancy's brow at him. "Take a shower? That's your advice? Are you trying to see my mom naked again?" Nevyn laughed. "Please, I've seen her naked so many times already. And the thing that helps me the most when copying a personality is to be relaxed and confident, then just let who they are wash over you. A shower should help with that. Now go. I've got to order pizza." Derek clenched his mother's fists, cursing Nevyn for getting him into this mess, and then headed for the shower. As he took off the clothes that Nevyn had so carefully assembled for his mother, he caught the reflection in the mirror. His mother was very attractive to him, even while he was inside her body. This told his practical mind that he was clearly thinking solely with his consciousness and not hers, but when in Rome. In the privacy of the bathroom he had his mother's body make a show of undressing. Right before he stepped into the shower, he made his mother's face shoot a smoldering look at the mirror and her voice say, "Thanks for fucking me earlier son. You were a terrific lay." When the hot water started flowing down his mother's body, he contemplated why he would say something so perverted. Was it an after effect of swapping bodies? Was it his mom's personality that was perverted, possibly because Nevyn had been a previous tenant? Before he could stop himself, he thought, how would Nancy Johnson masturbate in the shower? The image flashed before his mind and the feminine hands he controlled move accordingly up and down his body, one massaging a breast while the other went to the rapidly moistening slit. He stopped caring about the why and focused on how to best get off, finding his mom's center, and then it happened. Her knees buckled and she moaned out loud and came quicker than expected. She was so relaxed. She could do this. She was tapped in. Derek was confident that he had tapped in to his mother's consciousness. He was her. It was weird, but at the same time, natural. Nancy got out, dried herself off, and proceeded to dress herself with no trouble at all. She used a hair dryer and carefully sculpted her dark hair and then walked back to the dining room feeling confident, clean, and beautiful. Derek didn't know how long this could last but he was trying to just stay relaxed and tapped in. Even when he had shuddered while dressing the connection hadn't broken, so that was good news. Richard was putting the pizza boxes on the table and Nancy walked over to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. "You take such good care of us honey." Richard winked at her and she felt a flutter in her chest and it all seemed so wonderful and loving. Her feelings were Derek's feelings, her emotions were his emotions. Derek was getting the hang of this. He'd be able to fool anyone soon. He had to admit this would have been much more difficult without Nevyn's insight. The rest of the night passed by quickly, and Derek felt like the lady of the house. When Aubrey finally got home, right before they would all usually turn in for the night, he chatted with her like her mom would have. It was getting easier and easier. Afterwards he took his mother's body upstairs and didn't even think about what to wear or how to get ready. All of her actions were just sort of on auto pilot as he let his mind relax and just do what Nancy would do. "Looking very good tonight, babe," her husband said while closing their bedroom door. She blushed at the compliment and felt her crotch begin to warm at the sight of him. Derek thought one brief thought of alarm that dissipated quicly as her husband approached her, taking her in his strong arms and kissing her passionately. Richard practically ripped off the red see thru lingerie she had absently put on for the soul reason of knowing he would want to rip it off her. Then he gently flung her on the bed. Nancy smiled in approval and then moaned as her husband was inside her, thrusting and making her feel like the sexy housewife she knew herself to be. For some reason it seemed wrong, but that made it feel all the more pleasurable. She wrapped her legs around him and pulled her husband deeper inside, relishing the hard, hot shaft that penetrated her. His hands were all over her and she kissed him and bit his shoulder. She came before he did. He did shortly after as she flexed her pussy walls, something she knew he quite enjoyed. Sleep overtook them both moments later. Right next door, in Derek's bedroom, Nevyn smiled. He was quite proud of his perverted pupil. Derek awoke as light poured in through the cracks in the curtains. He was sleeping on his side and as often happens, morning amnesia was in full effect and his mind struggled to catch up to yesterday's events. He was his mom. He was in her bed. He was naked in her body. Something hard was poking his back. He used his mom's hand to reach back to investigate and yanked it back quickly as he realized it was a penis. It all came back to him in a rush of terrible recollection. He had been lost in the connection of his mother and had felt like he was her and then had let his dad fuck him. "Come on, honey," his father whispered in his ear, wrapping an arm around him and cupping a breast. "You touched it and got it harder, so you should help me out. It's Saturday after all. Might as well start the weekend out with a bang." He laughed at his lame attempt at humor. Derek made sure to be connected enough with Nancy to talk in her voice, then said while removing the hand that was squeezing his breast, "Maybe later dear. Promised the kids breakfast." And with that excuse Derek swung his mom's naked body into a sitting position, then stood and hastily looked for something to wear, then retreated downstairs. Nevyn, sipping a cup of coffee, watched through Derek's eyes as he came into the kitchen in Nancy's body looking distraught. "So, did you have a good night?" Nevyn said, trying not to laugh. Derek glared at him before getting a cup of her own and pouring coffee into it. His voice came out now, as his nerves were frazzled and he needed to not have to concentrate for a moment. "What the hell happened to me last night?" "Oh, well you see, when a man and woman love each other, sometimes the man will take his penis and..." "Shut up," Derek's voice whispered loudly. "You know what I'm talking about. I made the connection with who my mom was, is, whatever, and then I got, lost in it I guess. I was her and the next thing I know I'm waking up to my dad's morning wood shoved into my back." "I don't think that's all you remembered," Nevyn countered. "Even when you're synced up perfectly with someone, you are still aware of what you did in their body. It's still you doing it. You allowing it to happen." Derek's embarrassment at the previous night's sexual liaison made his mother's face burn bright red. "I, I guess I thought I would feel more in control. I didn't expect her feelings and emotions to be so strong, to affect my judgment like that." "Well there's your problem right there. I told you, didn't I tell you, don't ever let a host's emotions get the better of you. Emotions can manipulate you into feeling what your host feels, what your host wants, and it will get away from you easily if you let it, but you can shut that down simple enough." Derek waited for him to finish, but after a few seconds, he finally asked, "That seems kind of important. How?" "You are in control. Just because you sync up with a personality, you still get to decide what to allow and not allow. Everything runs through your filter and if something comes up, like, I don't know, wanting to sleep with this body's husband, even though he is pretty good in the sack, you have to shut that down. Turn off that feeling and think of something else. It's mind over, well, another person's mind I guess." "I'm going to need some more practice," Derek said, somewhat discouraged. "It makes sense when you say it but is something else to pull off myself. Can't we just focus on trying to switch back?" "I have been thinking about that extensively, even though I do enjoy not being the most perverted person in the room for a change, you sly dog you." Nevyn pinched Nancy's cheek. Derek slapped his hand away. "There's still a large part of me that wants to kill you." "Yeah, but you'd be killing your chance to get back into your own body so, what can you do?" Nevyn stuck out Derek's tongue. "I don't remember shuddering at all in my sleep. What's with that?" "I told you. It's like a reflex or an instinct. You breathe while you're sleeping, right? Same thing. Your mind will automatically push down the other consciousness. Your body will still shudder, but most likely not wake you up." They both heard footsteps on the stairs, then Aubrey appeared in the kitchen in plaid flannel pajamas that tried but failed to hide her attractive figure. "Hey Bro. Sorry about not walking home with you yesterday. Bekka wanted some girl time. Needed to talk to me about some new guy she's got the hots for?" "Oh," Derek said, almost effortlessly slipping back into Nancy's voice. "Any guy I know?" Aubrey went and opened the pantry door and started taking out ingredients for pancakes. "I've never met him, or heard of him before really. Don't thing he goes to our school either. And Bekks only knew his first name. Nevyn." Nevyn had used Derek's mouth to take a big sip of coffee that he immediately spit all over Nancy's face at the mention of his name. "Um, sorry Mom. I, it's hot." "Oh my gosh are you okay Mom?" Aubrey asked as she fetched a paper towel. "Derek be more careful. And what's with your voice?" Nevyn rolled Derek's eyes, "Yeah, that hasn't gotten old yet." Aubrey looked back at her mom so she could focus on wiping the coffee off her face. "Whatever. Hey Mom, Bekka asked to come over this morning for breakfast. She seemed really adamant about it and, I think she's taking it hard that we'll most likely be going to different colleges in the fall, so I told her yes. That okay?" Derek blinked Nancy's eyes then remembered he was the mom right now. "Sure Bri, that's fine." Aubrey looked mildly taken aback. "Okay thanks, it's weird when you call me Bri though. Only Derek and my classmates call me that. I don't think you ever have?" "Oh just, trying it out I guess," her mom stammered. "Got to stay hip." Aubrey laughed. "Okay, Mom. Pancakes please! I'm going to go shower before she gets here." And then she bounced out of the room. Nevyn was smiling hugely. "Did you hear that? Bekka likes me! I mean," he tried to mask his delight at this news but it was still plastered on Derek's face, "huh, interesting. Well, let me know when those pancakes are done Mom, I'll be in my room." With that, he slapped Nancy's ass and then quickly exited the kitchen when Derek tried to take a swing at him. Derek plugged in to Nancy's ability to make fluffy pancakes while wondering if Bekka was up to something because there was no way anyone could ever like a psychopath like Nevyn. He was breaking some eggs when he heard the front door open and close and in strode Bekka. He noticed the way she was looking at him was almost hungrily, and not in regards to the possibility of fluffy pancakes. "Mrs. Johnson?" Bekka asked. "How are you today? Are you feeling, like yourself?" Derek looked at her quizzically with his mother's eyes, then was about to ask what she was on about, when he dropped an egg to the floor as Nancy's body gave way to a shudder. Bekka squealed happily, looked back into the hall behind her, and when she saw no one, she rushed over to Mrs. Johnson and planted her lips on the older woman. Bekka started squeezing one of her large breasts. Bekka was thrilled by the fact Mrs. Johnson had not yet bothered to put on a bra on this beautiful Saturday morning. Mrs. Johnson was not reciprocating the kiss however, but stood there stunned momentarily as Bekka mashed her lips against hers and groped her. Then Derek's anger burned bright as he used his mother's hands to push Bekka forcibly back. "What the hell!" Nancy shouted. "Why are you trying to make out with my mother?" Bekka seemed visibly shaken and confused, but she made an attempt to come up with something, "I, I thought you were someone else?" Mrs. Johnson's face expressed the fact that she wasn't buying what Bekka was selling and closed the distance now between them. "Let's find out who you thought I was, shall we?" With that, Derek thought hard about being inside Bekka and let an arm shoot out to touch her. A moment later, Bekka's body shuddered and Derek was in control of her. His mother continued to stand across from Bekka, not moving, staring vacantly at nothing. Derek's voice now came from Bekka's lips, "Nevyn was right, that was easy. Much easier than everything else so far." From inside Derek's mind, he heard a female voice. "Derek? Is that you?" If anyone had been watching, they would have seen Bekka's body give a little jerky and her head begin whipping back and forth, as if looking for the source of an imaginary sound. Even from inside his mind Derek recognized the voice. "Bekka? How are you... awake?" Bekka's voice seemed to speak carefully inside his mind, as if she were weighing every word, not wanting to say the wrong thing. "The, the first time Nevyn hopped me he let me stay aware inside of him and then, well, he's done it so many times to me now that I'm pretty sure it's like the default setting for me now." At this, Derek started to search Bekka's memory for previous interactions with Nevyn. It was not as smooth or polished as Nevyn would have done it, but he had had a little practice in his mother and was pleased to see memories and feelings start to surface. Bekka saw them begin to appear in her mind as well, like a video projection before her. "No, Derek. Please don't!" Derek paused, then asked with anger in his voice, "What don't you want me to see Bekka?" And with that he dove into her memories of Nevyn head first. Derek saw Nevyn hop his sister from a bird, her body shuddering right before Bekka's eyes. Then how easily Bekka had been swayed to go along with whatever Nevyn wanted. An intense make out session of girl on girl action had followed. How Bekka had been a part of Nevyn's plan at the hotel, reveling in all the debauchery that had happened there. Derek knew that Bekka had been aware of some of this and his anger thus far had stayed in check. He was genuinely disappointed to feel the emotions that Bekka felt during these trysts. She was falling for Nevyn, was, yes, was in love with him, with someone that had tormented Derek for what already felt like a lifetime. But as the recent memories sprang forth, internally, Bekka could feel Derek twist her mouth in rage at what she remembered next. Bekka coming over to Derek's house. Letting Nevyn seduce her in the body of his mother which led to passionate lovemaking. And then Bekka agreeing to keep Aubrey out of the house so Nevyn had time to make sure he could manipulate Derek into sleeping with his mother, which led to the situation he was now in. He had seen everything, but it had taken a few minutes because of his lack of skill at scanning memories not his own. "Derek," Bekka started to say, "I can explain. I never meant to hurt anyone and I'm so sorry that..." but she was cut off as Derek's body walked back into the kitchen. "Bekka," Nevyn said, noticing her in the kitchen and Nancy standing very still, "it's really good to see you. What's up with Nancy here?" And with that, Derek let a roar of anger escape Bekka's mouth, and then flung himself at his body. Bekka knocked Nevyn to the floor and got in two quick hits to the face before Nevyn understood enough of what was happening to block any more blows. "You bastard!" Derek yelled, Nevyn holding firmly to both of Bekka's arms. Nevyn tried to calm him, "Derek, whatever you saw in Bekka's mind, know that it was all me. It wasn't her fault. Don't be mad at her." "A fat lot of good that does," Derek argued, struggling to break free but finding his strength greatly diminished in Bekka's smaller frame. Any more thought of continuing their heated debate was ground to a halt as Nancy Johnson began to start looking around as if coming out of a trance, and then started to scream. Nevyn and Derek stopped struggling with each other and got their respective bodies to their feet. Then Nevyn asked Derek what now seemed like a very important question as Nancy back away from both of them. "Did you wipe some, or any of your mom's memories over the last 24 hours?" "Um," was Derek's response as Bekka's face grimaced at the noise. "Of course you didn't because I hadn't taught you that yet. Quick, hop her so we can clean up this mess." Derek took a long look at his scared and confused mother, knowing that she was remembering being hopped by Nevyn, then him. Making her body masturbating in the shower, and then sleeping with her husband, all completely beyond her control, but definitely retained in her memory to recall now that he was no longer piloting her body. He could easily reach out, hop her, silence her, make her forget, but he didn't want that for his family. He didn't want the constant deception and hiding and lies. In that moment, he decided for complete transparency with them, and would accept the consequences of his actions. "No," he finally said to an increasingly agitated Nevyn. "I'm going to tell them. I'm going to tell them everything." Derek's face was in full panic mode as Nevyn sputtered, "You, you can't! You have to make her forget or they will reject you, kick you out. You won't have a family anymore and I'll be, I'll be homeless I suppose." "Maybe," Derek agreed. "Or maybe your family isn't my family, and somehow, we get through this." The screaming had begun to subside but Nancy looked spent and nauseous as Richard and Aubrey came bursting into the kitchen. "What is going on?" Richard asked concerned. "Nancy why are you yelling? Derek what's the matter with your mother?" Instead of his son answering him, he watched in disbelief as his son's voice came out of his daughter's best friend's mouth. "It's a long story Dad. We should all probably adjourn to the living room for what I'm sure will be a very fucked up family meeting." Richard, Nancy and Aubrey Johnson sat across from the bodies of Derek and Bekka, and listened to a fascinating tale of manipulation and control and sex. With Derek's prodding, Nevyn had begun with his own journey, and explained how he had entered Derek's life. Derek picked up the story at that point, leaving out no sordid detail, wanting the whole experience to be like ripping off a bandage. There would be an immense sting, and then hopefully they could all begin to heal. Nancy cried at parts of the story and almost downed an entire bottle of wine by herself as the story dragged on. Aubrey stayed very silent and very still, giving nothing away. Richard's response was almost comical as he very nearly vomited upon learning he had been screwing Nevyn in his wife's body for months. And then almost did again upon learning that he had screwed his wife with his son inside. Derek finished it all with a very sincere apology. "I never wanted any of this to happen. I fought it for a long time, but, too often I wasn't strong enough." He was still for a second as if listening to someone, then said, "Bekka's very sorry too. I don't know yet Bekka. Tell you what, if they forgive me, I'll forgive you, now shut up." The family sat in silence for a very long time, then Richard broke the silence. "That certainly explains the sex." "Richard!" Nancy exclaimed. "We hear all this and all you can think about is the sex?" "I just said it explains it," Richard said defensively. "I mean, for a long time in our marriage you've been a pretty cold fish and then all of a sudden, well, you were letting me do things to you that we've never done before." "You're welcome Dad," Nevyn said. Everyone shot him a death glare. "Too soon, too soon. Sorry." "So," Derek said slowly, "what happens now?" Nancy took the lead this time and gingerly reached over and took Bekka's hands into her own. "Derek, you're our son. This was very, very messed up, and I won't lie, I'm not going to like you for awhile, but I will always love you, no matter whose body you're in. And I know it wasn't entirely your fault. It was mainly this manipulative son of a bitch." She finished, giving a sharp look at her son's body, who responded with a cheerful smile. "You said you two haven't figured out a way to swap back?" Richard asked, wanting to find a solution. "Like I told Derek earlier," Nevyn began. "I have some ideas. Recalling what happened, we swapped the moment I shuddered, which is a brief moment of vulnerability for me, while simultaneously both of us climaxed during sex. I would hypothesize that if we were to reenact the same scenario, we might swap back?" "More games, Nevyn?" Derek said, Bekka's face scowling at him. "Hey, you asked," Nevyn said with a smirk at the corner of Derek's mouth. Nancy was quick to jump in again, addressing her son's body, "I am not having sex with you." Then her eyes flicked over to Bekka. "Or you. Maybe no one ever again." Richard raised a finger in protest to this but put it back down when his wife shot daggers at him. "You shouldn't have to involve Nancy," Nevyn started. "Call me Mrs. Johnson," Nancy interrupted. Nevyn laughed. "After all we've been through, Nancy, I'll call you what I please. We shouldn't need you though. Derek here should be able to hop anyone, even Bekka here would probably do, and then we time his shudders. Then the tricky part would be making sure we both cum the moment a shudder begins." Bekka's eyes fluttered and then Derek spoke, "Yeah Bekka, I'm sure you'd be very willing to help. You know you're in love with a terrible person, right?" Nevyn's voice sounded very pleased, maybe even slightly emotional as he said, "She loves me? Tell her I love her too. I love you Bekka!" "She can hear you, you idiot. You know that." "Right. Okay, Bekka, do you want to go have sex? Maybe we can switch Derek back right now," Nevyn said with feigned helpfulness. Derek felt Bekka's emotions respond very strongly to this and her heart begin doing happy somersaults in her chest. It occurred to him that when a person was aware while he had hopped them, they had a tiny bit of control over how he felt. "Yeah, I'm sorry. I've got to get out of this body right now," Derek pleaded. "Bekka's having a very romantic response and I'm going to need a moment, a long moment before I have to have sex with Nevyn again. I'll, I don't know, I'll go switch with a neighbor or something and..." "No!" Aubrey said, who had remained quiet up to this point. "You can hop me." "Better if it's someone you know right now," Aubrey reasoned. "And we'll still probably have to lay down some ground rules for all this because given the exact set of circumstances that need to happen to swap back, that could take longer than you think." "That's a good point, Bri," Nevyn said, unsettling her slightly as he used her nickname. "And to earn the room and board that you will continue to provide me while I'm in Derek's body, I will continue to tutor him in the ways of body hopping." Both parents seemed about to protest when Aubrey said, "That seems reasonable. You can start now. I want to be aware when Derek hops me, that way, no offense Derek, he can't just do whatever he wants without me witnessing it." Derek's voice protested, "I wouldn't do anything!" Aubrey merely arched an eyebrow, daring him to challenge her further. Derek's voice immediately shifted to a more submissive tone, "Never mind, you are right! Yes. Sorry, forgot about telling you about all the unspeakable and incestuous things that happened there for a moment. I admittedly have a very sketchy track record. So, how do I do that Nevyn?" Nevyn scrunched up Derek's face like he was being asked to give away government secrets to a foreign power. But knowing it was important to prove his usefulness, he said, "You start with the way you hopped Bekka, just by strongly wanting to be inside her, and then at that moment you're thinking about being inside Aubrey, you have to think about having her there with you." "That's it?" Derek asked. "Yeah, simple right, like, I don't know, wiping away potentially damning memories simple. But we'll get into that later." Bekka looked at Aubrey and Derek asked, "You ready to try? Bekka is very much wanting to jump Nevyn's bones right now." "In the house?" Nancy lamented. This was very difficult for her, not for reasons that most might have suspected though. She was struggling because the effects of Nevyn's lust was still inside her, and was now coupled with the lust from her son and the indecent acts she had been forced to act out while possessed. She was not sure her restraint could withstand any more temptation from any source. Aubrey looked at her mom and said patiently but firmly, "Mom, you have two smart, practical kids, and I know none of this is ideal. But we have to accept that this is probably going to get worse before it gets better, and some more illicit sex is going to have to go down in this house if we want to get Derek back to his body." When her mother remained silent, Aubrey looked into her best friend's eyes and said," Go." Derek focused on what Nevyn had said, then Bekka's hand shot out and grabbed Aubrey's outstretched hand. The group watched as nothing happened for a second, and then Aubrey's body shuddered and Bekka's became still. Aubrey's eyes blinked, and then Derek's voice came from her lips, "Bri, you awake in there?" "Doing fine, Bro," Aubrey thought at him. "This is plenty weird though." Derek sensed her happiness in his head, and, and something else that she was trying to hide from him but, no, what was that? Before he could stop himself he was probing Aubrey's memories of what she might be hiding about this situation. "Um, Derek, what are you, oh?" Aubrey began to understand what he was doing in her head. "You should stop now please, I don't..." "You're jealous!" Derek blurted out of her mouth. "Of this ability because you think it would be an easy way to learn and..." He didn't finish the rest out loud, because it was deeply personal to her. He saw that she was sad that she could not remember any of the times Nevyn had made her give herself to someone sexually, and she wanted to remember. With Bekka, with him, she wanted to remember it and because she couldn't it had become a very alluring, lustful seed planted in her brain. "Alright," Nevyn began, standing up, "Bekka, if you would be a dear and just go up to my room we can get down to business. We'll, it's my room for now anyways," he finished, checking for any disagreement from the Johnson's. He then saw that Bekka had failed to move. "Oh right. Well this is different. Derek, please tell her to go upstairs to my room. She'll only listen to you in this state because you were the last to hop her. Pretty sure that's what's going on here. Go ahead, give her a suggestion and she should follow it to the letter." Derek mulled that ability over, not wanting to abuse it, especially in front of his family. Nevyn sighed. "Derek, trust me, she's into this. She's going to come out of this trance with me and she'll be... well, I won't say in front of your family, but trust me, she'll like it very much." Derek nodded Aubrey's head, remembering some of Bekka's memories and kinks he had seen in her head. "Bekka, go upstairs to Derek's room and do whatever... Nevyn tells you to do." He had hesitated because he was unsure if Bekka would know Nevyn was inside Derek's body in her suggestive state. Nevyn must have wondered the same thing because he immediately said," Bekka, touch your nose." Bekka's hand shot up quickly and one finger touched the center of her button nose. "Success, thanks Derek. Take the rest of the day off, lessons resume tomorrow. Bekka, go up to my room and take off your clothes." And then a very giddy Nevyn and a very catatonic Bekka exited the room. Richard regarded them with his mouth agape as they left, "So, she'll do anything he tells her to do in that state?" "Yes," Derek said. "I know Aubrey, I don't like the way Dad said that either. Stop being a pervert Dad?" "Hey, you have no room to talk young man," Richard admonished. "That wasn't from me, that was from your daughter inside me, well, I'm inside her... you know what I mean!" Both parents took in the fact that both of their twins were in front of them right now in one body and it was so absurd that Nancy started to laugh. It was one of those moments where the tension that had been in the room broke and the parents embraced their children, both of them at the same time. Upstairs a few minutes later, Bekka came to and almost gagged at the penis that was hitting the back of her throat. She let it slide out of her mouth and took in her surroundings while playing back what had happened since Derek had left her body. Nevyn had ordered her upstairs after Aubrey, no, Derek had told her to do whatever Nevyn said. He had made her do a sexy striptease. And then ordered her to blow him and turn off any gag reflex until she resumed her free will. "So," Nevyn said, seeming a little nervous despite having a cute, naked blonde on her knees in front of him. "Want to go steady? Are the kids still calling it that these days?" Bekka laughed while continuing to stroke his shaft. It was Nevyn's penis now, she thought, she already thought of Derek's body as Nevyn's in her mind. "They don't, but sure. We'll go steady." And then she climbed on top of where he was sitting and dropped her wet pussy onto his hard dick for what she hoped would be many more times to cum. The school year ended. Summer began. Every afternoon, Derek would be with Nevyn, usually riding inside Bekka's body. Each day the goal was to learn something new about hopping or master something Derek was struggling with. And each day Derek would try to orgasm with Nevyn the moment of a shudder, but only twice did they experience anything close to success. But both times, nothing happened. Nevyn insisted on Derek trying several different mounts, thinking that maybe it also had something to do with the genetic makeup of a person, but Derek just assumed Nevyn liked variety. It was usually Bekka who would pick out a person he should hop, and then Derek would back her up, and usually they would all get off together, almost never at the same time though. Such was the case the day before they would all leave to go to college. Nevyn had something special in mind, a real challenge for Derek. He drove his car around for almost an hour until he found what he was looking for downtown. An attractive police woman was getting into her patrol car. Her uniform was tight on her and did little to hide the fact that there was an amazing figure under the uniform. "There's our mark for today," Nevyn said casually. Bekka's eyes widened. "A cop? I don't know, that's still a little risky." "That's the point," Nevyn grinned, and with that he burnt rubber right in front of the cop car, and then sped away. The officer pulled out behind them, instantly giving chase and moments later, the lights and sirens were directly behind their rear view. "This could go really wrong," Bekka said coolly. "Then don't let it," Nevyn said confidently, then rolled down the window as the officer approached. As she centered herself in front of the passenger side window so as to avoid passing traffic, Nevyn could spot details he couldn't see earlier. Her hair was a sandy blonde and in a tight, short ponytail. She had put on mirrored sunglasses in the squad car and he couldn't see her eyes, but her whole posture was alert, ready for anything. "Do you have any idea how fast your were going back there?" she barked. "License and registration!" Nevyn couldn't help leering at her as he said politely, "Sure thing officer. Bekka, could you hand her the license and registration in the glove compartment. And remember, I want to see perfection." The officer cocked her head at this, confused and now even more alert, as Bekka's hand slowly opened the glove box. She extracted a piece of paper that Nevyn was pretty sure had anything to do with the car's registration. As Bekka passed it to the officer, their fingers brushed against each other ever so slightly. At the contact, the officer shuddered, adjusted her glasses, and then resumed talking as if nothing had happened. "This is a receipt for an oil change. I've got a couple of spoiled idiot kids here, don't I? Ma'am," she addressed Bekka who had gone very still, "I'm going to need you to just lean back and relax because I don't think you will be the least bit helpful here for your boyfriend. Sir," now she addressed Nevyn, "please follow me. I need to escort you to a safer, more private area so I can write you a citation." With that order, she straightened up, banged on the car's ceiling twice, and then strode back to her car. She turn the lights off and pulled ahead, letting Nevyn's car follow her. They drove for 10 minutes to what could only be described as a sketchy part of town. Nevyn followed the cruiser as it pulled in front of a large warehouse. The officer got out of her car and was now brandishing two pairs of hand cuffs. She walked over to Nevyn's side of the car this time and tapped the window with the metal cuffs. "Sir, please exit the vehicle. You too ma'am," she said, looking Bekka's way, it was hard to tell as she still had on the mirrored sunglasses. Nevyn got out first, followed by Bekka who was no longer motionless but very attentive and trying to keep the smile from popping off her face. "I don't understand officer?" Nevyn said with a cock grin. "I thought you'd be taking us to the station, not an abandoned warehouse?" The officer walked up to him and spun him around with aggressive precision, pinning Nevyn against his car while she securely placed the cuffs on his wrists. "I plan on interrogating you first. This building will work nicely since there's no one inside. We busted a drug ring a few weeks ago who had set up shop here. Should be nice and quiet for what I have in mind." As she dragged Nevyn by the arm to where Bekka was standing, Bekka asked with fake concern in her voice, "Are we being arrested? Do we get a phone call?" "Wait there, sir," the officer said to Nevyn, pointing to the side of the car next to Bekka. "And no sudden movements!" She then expertly spun Bekka around and cuffed her as well, "No ma'am, you are not being arrested, yet. If you cooperate and give me what what I need, then you might be free to go." The officer then took them both by the crook of their arm and walked them into the building. It was empty, save for a little bit of trash littered around. The large room was dim as the only light came from windows high above, causing their surroundings to look mysterious and foreboding. She escorted them several yards in and then led them into what must have been a makeshift office. It was another large room but there was sparse furniture around, a few sofas, some chairs, and a desk. The officer led them to two chairs in front of the desk and pushed them down on each one, making sure their handcuffs went behind the backs of the chair to hinder their mobility. She stood in front of them for a moment, then she began to unfasten the gun belt around her waist. "I don't want this too take long, so which of you is going to give me what I want?" the officer asked gruffly while placing her gun and belt on the desk. She had just started to unbutton her pants when Bekka yelled, "Me! I'll give you what you want!" She struggled against the handcuffs but could not get them over the chair, much to her delight. "Alright, well start with you," the officer said, sliding down her pants, and then removing the black panties that had been underneath. She began unbuttoning her uniform, holding Bekka's gaze with a fierce intensity. Bekka was mesmerized at the confident beauty this woman possessed. Maybe it was the uniform, or maybe the fact that she was removing it, but Bekka really wanted the interrogation to get underway. The officer slid out of her top, then removed an undershirt over her head, managing to keep the integrity of her ponytail and also keep her glasses on. She seemed determined to keep wearing the sunglasses despite the dark interior of the room. She unfastened a black bra that was nothing fancy, but was the keeper of two mouth watering globes that each held a perky nipple in their center. She was now completely naked except for the sunglasses as she straddled Bekka, who proceeded to attack her lips with her own. Bekka longed to touch the officer, to feel her soft skin and run her hands all the way up her long legs, but the hand cuffs prevented it, which only made it hotter. She put all of her desire into the kissing as the officer held her face with one hand and slipped a hand down her loose shirt to cop a feel of her small breast. Bekka was glad she had not worn a bra for this excursion. The officer then stood up in front of Bekka, spreading her legs apart, and thrust her tits directly into Bekka's face. "I'm going to need you to suck on these ma'am." The officer tousled Bekka's short, blonde hair while Bekka obediently sucked and bit the officer's large freckled breasts. Bekka was in heaven but longed to be able to touch herself. As if reading her mind, the officer backed off and looked at Bekka sternly, then said, "If I let you go, will you promise to touch yourself while you watch me interrogate your boyfriend here?" Bekka's voice was brimming with lust as she said loudly, "Yes officer, I will! Please, get these cuffs off me and let me use my hands!" The officer released Bekka with keys from the belt she had laid on the desk. The second Bekka's hands were free, she hurriedly took off her pants and panties and began to furiously finger herself. The officer nodded at her curtly, pleased at her compliance. Then she approached Nevyn who was grinning from ear to ear. "Something funny there, sir?" "No officer," Nevyn said calmly, forming his expression in to a poker face. "Do you have any weapons on you?" the officer asked, all business and still all naked and towering over him in his chair. "No officer," Nevyn said flatly. "Well I'm still going to have to pat you down just to be sure." Despite what she said, she bent low and put both hands on his ankles, slowly and roughly patting her way up his legs. When she got to his lap, she patted slower and more gently, and then both hands landed softly on the center of his hardened crotch. "What's this? Feels like a weapon, show it to me." "I can't officer," Nevyn replied, then jiggled his metal bracelets as a reminder. "Fine, I'll have to take a look then myself." And she unzipped his fly in a smooth gesture and flipped his boxers down, causing a huge erection to spring forth. Still all business, the officer asked, "Do you have a permit for this weapon?" "I, I don't think so?" Nevyn responded, genuinely not knowing how to respond to that question. "Well, you'll have to let me holster it then," the officer said, and then it was Nevyn's turn to be straddled. The officer let Nevyn's dick slide along her wet pussy, pushing it back slightly towards him, then lifted up and using her hand, helped it inside her and started a smooth, efficient ride. Bekka was already moaning and had come more than once while watching the erotic display before her, and soon the police woman's cries of passion joined her. The officer came a few minutes later, then her body shuddered, then Nevyn came quickly after. They all bathed in the afterglow momentarily, and then the officer stood up, Nevyn's seed dripping down her leg, and then unlocked Nevyn from the handcuffs. She began to put her bra back on and said, "I'm sorry to have wasted your time folks, you clearly didn't have the information I need. I'll let you off with a warning, but don't let me catch you speeding again." With that she picked up the rest of her things and walked out of the room to put the rest of her uniform on. Bekka and Nevyn looked at each other for a moment and then Bekka broke the silence. "You have created a monster." And then she giggled. "I'm really going to miss..." "It's not forever," Nevyn cut in. "He's going to find an answer, and I'm going to go live his life for awhile, with you by my side I might add." "I know, and I love that, I just, it's not how I thought this time would end, you know?" Bekka said, having a moment of rare introspection. "Hey," Nevyn said optimistically while zipping back up, "One story ends, another begins. We'll all be back together before you know it. Say, fall break." Bekka smiled. "I hope so." They left the room and retraced their steps back through the warehouse. When they stepped outside, the police woman was in full uniform and tossing a rag in a nearby trash can, then walked toward them. "All cleaned up. Again, sorry for the hassle folks, can't be too careful these day. No hard feelings?" She stuck a hand towards Nevyn. "You can interrogate us anytime officer," Nevyn said. The officer broke into the first smile they had seen from her, then she shook Bekka's hand and went limp as Bekka's body shuddered. "Okay officer, we'll be leaving now," Bekka said. "Thanks again for giving us directions after we got so lost." Nevyn looked at Bekka, then got into his car. As Bekka got in on the passenger side, he said, "Damn if that wasn't impressive. You get full marks Derek, providing the police don't raid our house tonight. Did you...?" "Wiped clean except for the part about helping two lost teenagers," Derek's voice said from Bekka's body. Nevyn smiled, genuinely happy driving down the road to what had been his home the last few months. "You synced with her in a second. Took on her personality, searched her memory for a place to go, wiped her mind, everything. I'd say you've graduated from body hopper academy." Derek thought about the compliment and then recalled is time spent over the last few months. He had not being able to walk in his actual graduation. He had gotten good grades for years, then couldn't even go receive his diploma that showed the fruits of his hard work. His body had gotten in to a good school, but he wouldn't be going there. Nevyn would in his stead, and Bekka would be following after him. The life he was now leading was not his own, but those he would hop until he could figure out a way back to his body. For this reason, he had decided to follow Aubrey to medical school, where they could hopefully learn and work together on a way to switch him and Nevyn back. He was very thankful to Aubrey. Originally, Bri had wanted to be a vet, but the current circumstances had put her on a new path in order to help her brother. But she had already gone above and beyond by letting him come home every night and possess her body so he could share the little time they had left as a family together. It had certainly not always been easy the past few months. Nevyn's training had been rigorous and he constantly demanded perfection from Derek when he was hopping a host. He struggled with getting a quick connection with his host's personality, and struggled even more with editing memories, but it all seemed to click around the time he had possessed Bekka's older sister, Amber. He smiled internally as that memory skipped through his mind, glad that Bekka could not see his thoughts. Amber had come home from college for summer break and it didn't take long until the sisters were fighting like sisters sometimes do. After a particularly nasty row, Bekka called Aubrey and asked her and Nevyn to come over to her house and make sure Derek was there too. Since Derek was hopping Aubrey most of the time, this was no big deal. Thankfully Bekka and Aubrey's friendship had weathered the storm, and Aubrey had insisted on being there for her friend. When they arrived, Bekka had opened the door and stepped outside with them to avoid being overheard. She told them of the fight with her sister, and how she was upset and wanted to relieve some tension, but get even too. Bekka figured Derek could do both at once. She wanted him to possess Amber and reenact an erotic scene from Bekka's memory. Derek and Aubrey never ceased to be amazed by Bekka's lack of inhibitions. They had wanted to decline, but Nevyn had said it would be a wonderful teaching opportunity and swayed them to his way of thinking as only he could. Derek then hopped Bekka, saw the memory Bekka was talking about, then ordered a suggestible Aubrey to follow them inside. They found Amber upstairs in her room, next to Bekka's. Amber had sneered, a normally unattractive look for most people, but Amber could pull it off. She was a slightly taller version of her younger sister, but with longer blonde hair that went to her shoulders and a larger chest. The larger breast size had been a repeated source of contention between the sisters, what with Amber constantly giving her younger siblings jabs over the fact that her boobs were decidedly bigger. This casual observation had been the start of many quarrels between the two. "I see you brought your friends over," Amber said, glancing up from her phone. "Hoping for some moral support, because you don't need any support for what's down there." She pointed at Bekka's chest. She then started as Bekka strode over angrily and touched her arm. "Get out of my..." but Amber's protest was cut off by a shudder. Amber sat very still for a full minute, then said to Nevyn, "Okay, I got it. Go into Bekka's room. I'll wait three minutes for the girls to come around, then I'll get started." "Uh, shouldn't we be in the same room for this?" Nevyn asked, puzzled. "Not yet," Amber said. "I'm acting out Bekka's fantasy here. You should know something about that." Then she tossed a pillow at him and he obediently left the room. Aubrey came to first and looked around. They were in Bekka's room. She slowly remembered why they were there, but didn't know exactly what Bekka and Derek had planned for Amber. As Bekka started to come around, Aubrey figured it out as she heard Amber's voice through the vent that connected to both sisters' rooms. "Oh, hey Brad," Amber was saying, talking to someone on the phone. "No, I'm not busy. I was hoping you would call. I wish I could've see you tonight. Maybe tomorrow? Okay good. So, what do you want to do tomorrow. No silly, I mean what do you want to do to me? You want to touch me where? My pussy! Well Brad, I think you'd have to show me a nice, hard dick first, then maybe I'd let you have a look at my juicy little pussy." Aubrey gasped at the scene Derek was acting out in Amber's body. It had been a moment that happened while she was spending the night with Bekka right before Amber had left for college. Amber had been having phone sex with her boyfriend, and Aubrey and Bekka had listened through the vent. It had been quite the turn on for Aubrey, although she had not admitted it at the time. She now understood when Derek had once said Nevyn could get you lost in his role playing fantasy world, that this was how Derek must have felt. Right now she knew it was Derek inside Amber, but struggled to remember that detail as she heard the moans and sexually charged words coming from Amber's mouth. Some of them were the same words delivered the same way as Aubrey remembered the original scene. If no one else has been in the room, she would have begun touching herself. Bekka, who had no problem with a little exhibitionism, already had her pants unbuttoned and a hand down her panties. "Bitch! This will teach her. Come on guys." Bekka opened the door of her room, one hand still down her panties. "Uh, no thanks," Aubrey said with a twinge of regret in her voice. "I'll hang back. It's still my brother after all." Bekka frowned, then sighed. "Sure Bri, sorry." Aubrey closed the door after them and laid on Bekka's bed. She moved her own fingers down as she heard them open the door to Amber's room and "catch" Amber masturbating while having phone sex with a fake boyfriend. She heard Bekka yell at Amber for being such a horny slut, and then Amber begin to cry and say how sorry she was for being such a naughty sister. Then she heard... kissing, a loud smacking of lips and swapping of spit. Aubrey couldn't take anymore and she made her way to Amber's door which had been left open just a finger's breadth. She watched through the door as Bekka made out fiercely with her sister. They each had one hand on the others breast, while both their other hands were stroking her, her brother's cock. A surge of moisture caused her fingers to speed up while she silently massaged her clit. She wasn't like this, hadn't been, but...so much had happened. She refused to look away as the trio brought each other off. Aubrey achieved multiple orgasms and moaned loud enough during one that she was sure they knew she was right outside. She then retreated to back to Bekka's bedroom. When they were done with their three way, Amber walked into Bekka's room alone, still naked, and looked hard at Aubrey. "Do you, do you want any of this?" she said, gesturing towards her body. Aubrey hesitated, then said, "No, Derek. I still know it's you in there. Maybe you heard me letting myself get a little carried away in the moment, but, we can't. You're still my brother." Amber looked a little disappointed, but then smiled and said, "No problem, just thought I'd ask. You should know that I've always been jealous of how much bigger my little sister's best friends tits were than mine. It's kind of why I pick on Bekka's about hers so much." Aubrey processed that and said, "I hope that helps Bekka resolve some issues." As Amber left the room, Aubrey couldn't help but admire the tightness of her ass as her hips swayed side to side. Was this latent bisexuality a result of the possession that had happened with her? She might not ever know. Derek came back to the present, still riding next shot gun next to Nevyn while possessing Bekka's body. He knew what Aubrey had thought in that moment, knew what she had seen and done because he had reviewed her memories that night. He had done it with her permission, and a little bit of her encouragement. He had tried to be very respectful of both her thoughts and her body while he was a guest inside. Things had been less tense between them after that, as Aubrey seemed to understand how hard it must have been for Derek to fight against Nevyn at all before he inevitably caved and slept with her body. Derek sighed. It seemed to always come back around to sex. It was the constant sex with Nevyn that had been hardest to get used to, but was very necessary while experimenting with ways to switch back. Thankfully, once Derek could successfully sync with his female hosts and manipulate their thoughts and tap into their desires, it had become much easier, and even somewhat enjoyable, but he wasn't about to tell Nevyn that. What was frustrating were the two instances they had been able to time their orgasms together in tandem with a shudder, and nothing had happened and Derek wondered if it was Nevyn's fault they couldn't switch back somehow. They had gone through so much together in such a short time. Derek hadn't become Nevyn's friend, but they had forged an uneasy alliance based on mutual necessity. Derek wanted to be able to trust him, trust that he wanted to get his body hopping ability back and let Derek have his body back, but the ship of ever truly trusting Nevyn had forever sailed. "You know what was the most impressive though?" Nevyn said, interrupting Derek's revelry. "How you never removed those sunglasses." At this Bekka's face smiled and they all three shared a rare laugh. When they got home, Aubrey met them at the door and Bekka took her hand. Aubrey's body gave a shudder. Derek stared at Bekka for three long minutes, knowing it's what Aubrey wanted. Bekka blinked suddenly and showed awareness, then hugged Aubrey tightly. "Tell Bri I'll miss her so much!" Bekka said, a few tears coming down her cheek. "We'll message each other every day and, and, she's like a sister to me." Aubrey's eyes rolled and Derek's voice spoke. "For the last time, she can hear you, you know. She'll miss you too. Yes on messaging every day, and she's seen what you do to your sister." Bekka broke the hug and looked alarmed, then laughed. "I knew you were watching bitch. You're just as horny as the rest of us." Then she kissed her on the cheek, got into the car she had driven there earlier, and sped away. The rest of the night had been a quiet affair as both parents doted over their children, both inhabiting Aubrey's body, and telling them how special and loved they were. Richard and Nancy had made the best of a terribly weird situation and both remained hopeful that Derek would eventually get his own body back. Derek was just glad that the lust filled effects of his and Nevyn's possession of his mother had seemed finally taper off. She was till having sex with Richard every nigh though, loudly. Sex between Nevyn and Derek had been banned in the house for some time. Really, Derek had done the banning after the time he had hopped a very cute barista from the coffee shop down the road. Derek thought they had the house to themselves when his dad surprised them, walking in on Nevyn pounding away to his current body's tight snatch on the family couch. Nevyn just waved and didn't slow, and his father had looked at him in his guise as the barista a little too long and with way too much desire. Since then, Derek had made sure sex happened anywhere but there. The parents said their good nights with promises to be up early to see off their children. Derek went upstairs to Aubrey's room to finish packing her things. Aubrey was quiet inside his mind and he both knew they were feeling the pangs of leaving home. He could have explored her thoughts further, but he would not do that now. He was going to play by the rules and respect people's privacy and, no, probably not. But he at least could with his sister. He laid down in her bed and they both said goodnight to each other, Derek out loud and Aubrey in his mind. He was between sleep and wakefulness, when he felt Aubrey's finger rubbing herself above the nightie he had put on her. Then the hand went underneath and found her clit and another hand came up to squeeze a breast and then all of a sudden he was wide awake and the hands stopped their movements. "Aubrey?" Derek's voice said in the darkness of the room. "What the hell was that? That wasn't me?" Aubrey softly responded, and there was embarrassment in her thoughts. "Well, I might have discovered a few things in the last few days." "Uh huh," Derek said, waiting patiently for her to continue. "Well, for one, when you are asleep, I can move my body again. It takes a lot of effort and I can't do it for long, but I've been practicing and getting better at it." "Okay, and, look, it's your body and all but, you were...touching yourself," Derek said very carefully. "Yeah," Aubrey thought to him sheepishly, "that has to do with the other thing. When you're sleeping, I gain access to all your memories. I've been able to play back... everything and, well, the time you had today with that police officer was really, really hot." "Everything?" Derek said, now with even more caution. "Yes," Aubrey thought softly. "Even the time you fucked me. It was amazing Derek. It was like I was there." "Well, you were." "You know what I mean. You were really loving in those moments and I know it was hard for you. Thank you." There was silence between them for a long while. Then Aubrey asked the question in her mind, "If I see any real cute guys could you maybe, hop one of them for me and maybe let me... do stuff with them... with you?" Derek paused, a little stunned by the direction of his sister's thoughts. "Hey, anything for you. We're in this for the long haul together, and anything I can do to repay you for all the time you've let me stay in your body." It was Aubrey's turn to pause, then she thought, "We're going to get into trouble at college, aren't we?" Derek made Aubrey smile seductively in the darkness, "Maybe just a little." The end. If you enjoyed this story, you might like to know that it continues in Shudder - The College Years, but it is also connected to other works of mine, ie. Mind_Hack.exe, Captured Reflections, and The Last Shapeshifter. If you'd like to see any specific scenarios between any characters in these works, feel free to drop a commission for it on this site, and if I can make it canon, I'll do it as soon as I can. You can also email any and all feedback to kripto1@yahoo.com. Thanks for reading. Kripto