"Frank, you can go home if you'd like. I just need some time to rest. It was a late night last night."
As much as John hated sending his brother home along with his wife's body, he really needed some time to devise a plan. He had to make sure that Frank didn't change reality to suit his new reality, which meant that John would lose his wife's body forever, and he'd have a wife with Frank's burly body, and that would seem normal to him.
"Okay, man," Frank said. "Maybe we can get together later this afternoon. Irene will be back by dinner; maybe we can grill out. While you're resting I may test this contraption out to make sure nothing got damaged. So far this thing has worked two times, not counting when we swapped the pets back, and I'd like to get to that third test...with people."
John thought...Man, he's still in denial that he was involved in a swap.
As John focused on his options, he suddenly glanced up and saw that Frank had shed the robe and was standing there in his wife's baby blue nightgown. Frank was leaning over by the couch fishing through an overnight bag.
"Just need to get some clothes on so I can get going," he said. "It's one thing to go out in my nightgown onto your driveway; it's another to drive across town half dressed."
John looked at Frank's plump rear, formerly his wife's plump rear, leaning over the couch where he apparently slept last night in this new reality that John didn't share. When he stood back up straight and turned around Frank had a lacy white bra in his hands. Without warning, Frank plucked his nightgown over his head.
"We're gonna have an amazing time with this thing, John. I'm tellin' ya!" he chuckled as he stood in just his pink panties in front of John. John stood and looked at Rachel's large D-cup breasts hanging seductively on his brother's chest. Frank continued to babble on about the device and the revenge he'd seek at his former workplace as he accidentally dropped the bra, and then leaned over to pick it up. When he did so, his breasts dangled and swung, then lay atop a coffee table while he reached under it to pick up the bra. The whole time he talked about the device.
"There must be a way to really use this device to our advantage...to profit from it," he was saying as he lifted the bra from the ground, and then expertly placed his breasts into the cups and fastened it behind him in much the same way that John had seen Rachel do it hundreds of times before. John suddenly felt very strange watching his brother dress his wife's naked body and turned around when Frank caught his eye.
"What's wrong, bro? It's not like you've not seen me dress before. Hell...we used to share a room when we were kids all the way through high school."
Frank was stepping into some feminine jeans as he was talking. He pulled them up on over his wide hips, but before snapping them he said, "I need to take a whiz before I go," and headed toward the small bathroom adjacent to John's rec room. John watched him go into the bathroom, wearing his wife's jeans, still unbuttoned, his panties showing just over his belly button, and a bra. Frank flung the door to, but didn't lock it, or even bother to latch it. Rachel allowed John plenty of privacy in his domain, and Frank knew it, rarely shutting the bathroom door when he went in to take a pee. In this reality, he behaved the same way, and John could clearly see through a four or five inch crack in the door by way of a mirror, Frank pulling down his jeans and panties and sitting with his legs spread. Almost immediately afterward, the sound of urine against water and porcelain echoed in the bathroom, clearly audible to John. Just as Frank reached over with Rachel's hands and gathered some toilet tissue and then back over to his private nether regions to wipe, did John turn away with his eyes closed. His brother was touching his wife's crotch, and there was nothing that John could do or say.
"So, John," Frank called out from the bathroom, as he thankfully washed his hands,"... you wanted me to swap with Rachel, and I told you that I think that's too weird. But would you be interested in swapping yourself with a body of the opposite sex? I've told you for years that having boobs and a puss were the best, and you've argued with me. Now you can see for yourself. I really would like you to try it."
John looked toward the bathroom door as Frank exited and said...
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