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Chapter #7
You go back home to change.
by: Unknown
You walk into your house to find Amanda on the phone.
"Mom, I need to go to the doctor!" she wailed into the receiver. Dammit, she's getting your mom involved! Not wanting anyone to know about your powers, you switch everything back to normal. Your sister stiffens for a second, her eyes going wide. You see her hesitantly put her hand down the back of her pants.
"Nevermind, Mom." she says weakly, "I don't know what got into me, everything is fine."
She hangs up and turns around, startled that you're there. Her hand is still down her pants.
"Digging for gold?" you chuckle, relishing the look on her face.
"Fuck you." she scowls before running back up the stairs.
Your pants are beginning to slide off your now-normal hips and you remember why you came home.
A few minutes and a change of clothes later, you're ready to go out again. Now you're wearing a pair of black workout pants and a regular white t-shirt with a black hoodie pullover. Now you should be able to experiment with anyone and not have to worry about the size of your clothes.
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Back outside, you see the dope dealers are still sitting around across the street, only now there are three grungy-looking girls with them. One is chubby, another is an average-build Latino and the other is a stick-thin blonde. They're minding their own business, not bothering you but you're tired of the people they bring to the neighborhood.
You decide to scare them a little by playing some musical chairs with their bodies.
First you concentrate on the blonde. Not just parts of her body but her WHOLE body. You feel a tingle and you grow about an inch. You hear a squeal and see the blonde frantically running her hands over her new body. Now to swap with the Latino and then swap back to your real body, that would leave the blonde and the Latino with each other's bodies! Too cool!
You see the Latino, bold enough to be smoking something out of a pipe in BROAD DAYLIGHT! This'll teach her, you think as you concentrate on her body.
You feel yourself fill out a bit but then you're suddenly hit by a rush of pleasure, you forget entirely about what you're doing and just concentrate on how GOOD you're feeling. The screams coming from across the street are lost to you as you sit down on your stoop, stretching your legs out in front of you. As you exhale you see smoke coming from your mouth, left over from whatever she'd put in that body before the swap. You've smelled weed before and it doesn't smell anything like that, it's noxious.
"I'm fucking high?" you ask nobody in particular, your mind is spinning and you can't help concentrating on how you're feeling and nothing else. You don't even notice your mom's car pulling into the drive.
"Are you smoking?" she exclaims, slamming the car door. She sounds distant in your ears and you don't care what she's saying.
"Answer me!" she yells again, grabbing your shirt to pull you up. Your brain isn't used to the sensations the heavy drug is sending it and you suddenly feel sick, throwing up all over her pants and shoes. It's the last thing you remember before you black out.
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