Zack had been so giddy with the thought of inhabiting Aelita's body, proving that the package was real and his Christmas Wish was a Christmas Reality, that he forgot to see who answered the door. Instead, as soon as it cracked open and a female face appeared on the other side, he thought, Throw me in there! and his mind went "poof!" in the goofiest, cartoon fashion. He shook his head - only now straight gray-blonde hair was clinging to his cheeks and the sun glared in his eyes from outside the door he stood behind, holding the door knob. His old body had disappeared from the porch where it stood, but he didn't need it to confirm the swap was a success...
Only- He looked down. Aelita, well-endowed though she might be, was not blessed with these gozongas. Wow! Saggy, vein-ridden and showing wear from all these years, Mrs. Hopper's breasts greeted Zack with a sultry "Hello!" from behind the faded-green V-neck sweater she wore - while sweating, apparently, since the fabric now clung to Zack's borrowed skin with persistence. He could easily move around in her gray slacks and woolly socks, although her age dampened his movement by a few clicks at a time. Raising Aelita on her own had made Mrs. Hopper a harried but determined woman, and it showed in her dress and appearance.
"Is that Zack?" Aelita came bounding down the stairs, in white short-shorts and a KISS shirt three sizes too large. Her black hair was straightened out and still wet from the shower. Zack's stomach churned. It felt weird, especially since it was her mother's stomach churning. Her groin felt warm. This was awkward.
"N-No, sweetie." Zack grinned. He hoped it looked convincing as a mother's grin. "I was mistaken."
"Hm!" Aelita cocked her head. "I could have sworn I heard someone knock."
"Me too!" Zack exclaimed with the appropriate shrug and retreated further into the Hopper household, cringing as his new, thicker thighs rubbed together. He couldn't stay like this too long...
"Will breakfast be ready soon?" Aelita asked while his back was turned, and this struck a thought in Zack: maybe, while in Mrs. Hopper's body, he could tell Aelita what happened and they could join forces in ruining the lives of everybody who had mocked them ruthlessly in school. Oh, it would be perfect! Aelita wouldn't take long to figure out he was telling the truth, and then she'd have a reason to love her mom as more than just a devoted caretaker. She would be a badass buddy crime-fighter, and they would be the female Starsky & Hutch, taking out dumb-brain bozo bullies with flaire and cheesy funk music.
Zack turned, ready to blab the whole truth...
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