"It's work." Teresa couldn't believe it was happening to her, and she grinned broadly. She was staring at her reflection in the mirror. Rebecca's reflection may be seen instead of her own.
She entered Rebecca's body and squeezed her new breasts, commenting, "I admit it, this bitch has a huge jug."
She gazed into Rebecca's room, then at her wardrobe full of clothing, saying enviously, "even this is better than mine."
Teresa immediately hurried to get dressed for work, determined to show Rebecca that she could perform Rebecca's job better. She went downstairs and noticed a boy sitting at the dining table.
"Mom, what are we having for breakfast today?"
"Uh oh." Teresa suspected it was Rebecca's son since she didn't know how to cook. Teresa, thinking it would be too much trouble to prefer out of Rebecca's body, would just go back in when she was at work. After all, she had to apply for leave. During the possession of people, her body lay unconscious in her home.
Your mother shivered, then her face became confused.
"Um, what did I just do?" she inquires.
"You just came down, and I asked what we had for breakfast today."
"Oh yeah maybe I'm a little dazed" "Let's see," she said as she walked over to the refrigerator.
You who don't suspect anything don't think any further.
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