As Jeff was just about to slide his slender sexy hand into the front of his new denim skirt the door at the far end of the pink girly room opened. In walked Jeff's biological father with a huge grin on his face. The grin was there because he now had the body of Samantha's mother Tina Roberts dressed in a black business skirt and white blouse. Jeff was angered by the lack of information, "Dad! What the fuck is going on?!" Jeff's dad calmed his son, "What I told you was the truth. We are body hoppers son. We are from a long line of people who have the ability to jump from one body to another. Right now we are your neighbors. To everyone else in the world we are them. They all believe now that the girl your head is on has always had your head."
Jeff was angered, "How long am I stuck like this?" Jeff's dad grin grew a little bit larger, "When I first swapped I could only stay on a body for about an hour before I swapped with someone else. Now I can usually stay about a day." Jeff tried to pull down the hem of his skirt to cover a little more of his uncomfortably exposed legs, "How many times have you switched with people?" Jeffs dad hung his head kind of low and put Tina's hand up to his bearded chin, "I kind of lost count. Its hard at first to adapt to being other people, but after awhile you adapt rather quickly to being someone else."
Jeff tried to walk, but when he looked down he noticed the wedge sandals his girly feet were encased in, "How the hell do you walk in these things?" Jeff's dad smiled, "You'll learn. It took me a couple of different bodies to figure it out. The hardest thing about them is dancing in them. I remember one time I forgot my swap schedule and switched with some stripper. That was an experience." Jeff was confused, "Why did you do her job? Why didn't you just stop dancing and leave the strip club?"
Jeff's dad walked over near Jeff and sat down on Samantha's bed crossing his legs in a feminine manner as he did so, "You kind of just go along with the flow. I really don't want to screw up anyone's lives too badly when I swap with them. From what I've learned the person totally forgets about the time you spent as them. I personally wouldn't want to wake up with a headache finding out that I quit my job or something."
Jeff shrugged his feminine shoulders and responded, "Makes sense. That's the nice thing to do."
Jeff's dad laughed, "Well here we are father and son...or should I say mother and daughter. What do you want to do?"
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