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Chapter #3
Stuck for now
by: Unknown
"Give me that - son," you add, sounding awkward with your mom's voice. "I want to see that controller."
You step forward with your hand outstretched. Your old body instinctively recoils. He pulls the controller against his chest and sidles back along his bed. "Why do you want it?" he says.
"Because I'm your mom and I have a right to know!"
"What the hell am I saying?" you ask yourself. You know you can't blow your cover or cause a ruckus, but it shocks you how uncanny your imitation is. It sounds like something your mother would say.
"All right, all right! Fine." Your body hands you the controller, although his tone his fuzzy and you know (from experience) how much he hates being bossed around. "Now to fix this," you think, and before your body can react, you point the controller at him and press the button.
Nothing happens.
You press it again and still it stays the same. The laser light remains dim. Your body stares at you with simmering eyes. Your breasts tingle as you become hyper-aware of them, and the possibility they might be yours forever.
"What the hell?" you yell.
"What's going on, Mom?" your body mutters. "What're you trying to do?"
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