THE APP FEST : CHAPTER 8
PHNXpiyush | Omegatglul

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I sat frozen on the edge of Min-jun’s messy bed, Chloe’s thin fingers locked in the heavy denim of the baggy cargo pants. I listened in absolute horror while Sarah — standing in front of me in Emma’s petite, porcelain-skinned body — walked me through the disaster she had caused.

She told me how Emma and my little sister had barged into the dorm while she was still wearing Min-jun. How Emma found the app, lost her mind with jealousy, and hijacked Min-jun’s muscular body just to “protect” him from other girls.

Then the worst part: my own sister, Chloe, seeing my empty, soulless body laid out on the bed, decided to take it for a joyride. Chloe stole my life. Emma took Min-jun. They walked out together and left Sarah trapped in Emma’s pastel pink cardigan and pleated tennis skirt. With Maya screaming on the phone and Chloe’s empty vessel lying on the floor, Sarah had dragged my soul straight into my sister.

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“Are you fucking kidding me?”

The voice that came out was Chloe’s — loud, high, bouncing off the dorm walls like it wanted the whole floor to hear.

I looked down at the tiny pink crop top stretched across my chest. After being stuck in an old professor and then Maya all morning, I was already used to having tits.

I already knew what it felt like to walk around with a pussy between my legs. That part wasn’t new anymore. This part was.

I poked the tight fabric. Chloe’s breasts pushed up against my fingertip, warm and soft and way too real. A wave of pure sickness rolled through my stomach.

“This is my little sister,” I groaned, wiping my hand hard on the baggy jeans like I could scrape the feeling off. “I am walking around in my eighteen-year-old sister’s body. I can feel her tits. I can feel her pussy. Every time I breathe, this shirt rides up and reminds me exactly whose skin I’m trapped in. Do you understand how fucked that is?”

Sarah stayed by the door, hugging Emma’s small frame inside the pink sweater. “I got scared, Travis. Maya was screaming on the phone. Chloe’s empty body was the only one left on the floor. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t put my dick back on me,” I snapped.

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