"Ughh, this is taking too long," Lily complained "I want to use the medallion now. How about I just take a turn as Robby?" She asked somewhat rhetorically as she grabbed the medallion away from Mom and began fiddling with the settings. "What do you say we up the time a bit, bro?" She said, looking at Robby, "20 minutes sound good?"
Before Robby could reply, he heard a rushing sound and the familiar bright white filled his vision. As his senses returned, the first thing he noticed was that he had something in his mouth.
"Eww, I must be chewing Lily's gum now," he thought to himself. "But, it's not gross since I now have Lily's mouth." As his regained his sight, he again experienced the sensation of seeing a different pair of hands and arms attached to his body. Only this time the hands were much younger looking and more slender. He noticed the slightly chipped red nail polish on the tips of his fingers. Looking past his arms, he saw he was now wearing a pair of fashionably torn skinny jeans and his feet were now encased in a pair of chunky, platform sandals. His toes were painted red to match his fingernails.
"O! M! G!! Mom! It worked!!! I'm freaking Robby!" Lily screamed the second the time unfroze. Robby turned to see Lily jumping up and down in his old body. "This is so crazy! Ashley is never going to believe this!" She ran over to Mom, "Look, I'm like taller than you now," she said measuring herself up. "And I feel stronger..." she trailed off as she searched around the room for something to pickup. Her old body caught her eye and her eyes lit up. She ran over to Robby, "How's it going sis! Give me a hug!" She said as she swooped Robby of his feet and spun him around in the air. Robby's long blond hair flew into his face as his legs and feet whipped around. Lily set him back down and Robby stumbled a bit, not used to wearing shoes this thick, not to mention his center of gravity was now off. "This is so cool!" Lily said, "Look, I'm a big dumb boy that only likes sports, video games, and chicks," she said in a purposely deeper voice. She giggled a bit, obviously pleased with her impression. "I've got to see what I look like now," she said running to the bathroom to find a mirror. Mom followed her amused, leaving Robby standing alone in the hall.
Still feeling a little dizzy and unsettled from being tossed around by his old body, he took a second to regain his senses. He ran his hands through his hair, getting it out of his face and gently tucking it behind his ear. He looked down at his chest and saw that he was now wearing Lily's pink tanktop, he could just catch a glimpse of cleavage. Eagerly wanting to see more, he double-checked to make sure no one was watching and then gently tugged the tanktop away from his body and peered down the front. There he saw two mounds of flesh perfectly cradled in white fabric cups. He watched them move with his breath for a few seconds and then couldn't help himself any longer. "Don't mind if I do," he said out loud with Lily's singsong voice as he grabbed a boob in each hand and gave each one a squeeze.
They were definitely smaller than Mom's (although this was made less apparent by the fact that his hands were smaller too) but they were perkier and firmer. They sprung back to their shape more quickly whenever he released them. He played with them for a bit, jiggling them up and down, poking his finger into one, mashing them into each other, and kneading them like dough. He couldn't believe this was the second pair of breasts he'd fondled today, and both sets had been attached to his body. A scream from the bathroom interrupted his fun.
"Ahhhh! What's it doing!" He heard his old body yell.
Robby strolled to the bathroom, a little caught of guard by the involuntary sway of his hips as he walked. Once there he saw Lily swatting at an ever-growing tent in her pants. "Go down! Go down! Bad boy!" she said with concerned curiosity.
"Congratulations," Robby said, channeling Lily's best sarcastic tone, "you've just had your first erection. I told you, that thing has a mind of its own."
"How do I make it go away?" Lily pleaded.
"Well, I can think of one way..." Robby said, playfully putting a finger to his new lips in faux thought.
"Why don't you go try doing some push-ups?" Mom quickly interjected.
"Good idea Mom," Lily said as she made her way to her old room.
"Wait!" Mom stopped her. "You're Robby now, so you need to go to his room."
"Oh, haha, right" Lily laughed. She entered Robby's room and closed the door behind her.
"I guess that means this is my room now," Robby said as he exited the bathroom and cautiously walked into Lily's room. He was never allowed in here so this was his first real look inside. It was a typical teenage girl's room with subtle pink accents, a laptop on the desk, and printed pictures hung up on a massive bulletin board.
"What do you think would happen if we used the medallion again with someone who's already teleported into a new body?" Mom with a slightly mischievous tone in her voice.
"I don't know," Robby said absentmindedly, putting down a picture frame he was looking at and turning back to Mom who was now brandishing the medallion.
"Wanna find out?" she said as she reached towards on of Lily's bras that was hanging on the back of a chair.
Again, before Robby could answer, there was another rushing sound and a bright light and for the second time today, he found himself inside his mother's body.
"You two have got to stop doing that!" Robby said recognizing his mother's voice and once again seeing the blue blouse and white skirt on his middle-aged female body.
"Oh this feels amazing!" Mom said from inside Lily's body. Robby turned and saw her running her hands down the sides of her hips. She dashed over to the closet, "Oh, I can fit in all these clothes now." Mom said excitedly as she began undressing. Robby decided to leave Mom to her fashion show and wandered out into the hall.
Having been in his Mother's body just minutes ago, it had a hint of familiarity. He was no longer bombarded by all the new sensations and could instead pay attention to the finer details. The hoop earrings dangling from his ears, the sweet smell of Mom's lotion and perfume, the slightly waxy texture of the lip stick on his lips, the necklace nestled snugly in his cleavage.
"What should I do next..." he thought to himself...
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