Chapter #7Reader's Choice by: Unknown Mark wolf-whistled as he gazed at the full body mirror mounted on a cupboard in Mira's bedroom. A reflection of the copy of Jessica Jansens' handful C cup stuck out proudly, glistening from the combination of moist almond hued flesh and the white-yellowish light streaming from the bedroom lamp on the ceiling. Letting the bathrobe fall to the floor, Mark admired Jessica's well endowed body. Being slightly smaller and with the set of boobs, Jessica looked a lot more pleasant to the eye than her sister. Mark felt again the jealousy in Mira's mind. The copy of Jessica Jansens smiled at the mirror, her fingers glided down her bosom, to her belly, before they found the crevasses that converges to the awaiting cunt. A pleasant vibe rushed to Mark's head as he involuntarily let out a gasp.
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The next morning, Mark was woken up by repeated knocks on the door. ''Thank God for manners.'', Mark grumbled as he navigated himself out. He wondered how Jessica would react if she just barged in and found an exact duplicate of herself lying naked, asleep. With each step he took towards the door, Mark's body shifted and contorted until it returned into Mira's.
''Morning.'', Mark opened the door. He almost burst into laughter when he saw Jessica briefly flinched at the sight of her stark naked elder sister appearing from the room, but he managed to contain it into a half smile that crept up creepily on Mira's face. ''What's it?'', Mark pushed on, enjoying giving Jessica the full view of Mira's body.
''I'm heading to college early today.'', Jessica stated as a matter of factly, ''And I need the car.''
''What for?'', Mark yawned, he purposely scratched an itch on his bosom, but his mind was working about where Mira usually kept the car key.
''Stuffs, you know.'', Jessica avoided the question and Mark did not pursue further, from Mira's mind, he knew that usually Jessica'd use the car for her photography activities with Nikita. He rummaged the content of a drawer and threw it to Jessica. ''Wear something will you...'', Jessica said after the car key was safe on her pocket.
Mark chuckled, slipping inside one of Mira's expensive silk nightgown that fitted perfectly to Mira's body that he currently possessed, he followed Jessica downstairs. He could possess her body right now and go to college or he could live Mira's life, hop on a bus and go to her workplace.
As Jessica opened the front door, Mark knew he need to make a snap decision.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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