This choice: She heads somewhere specific. • Go Back...Chapter #7She heads somewhere specific. by: engineered   She figured why not head over to her school? There would always be plenty of teachers and students hanging around the place. Not to mention, she could get back at some people who always messed with her. She slipped a jacket on and informed her mom she would be leaving. Her mother told her to be back at least by dinner time, which would be in about three hours. The school was only a few blocks down, so time should not be an issue. She smiled to her mom and left just as her mother and Jason headed upstairs, no doubt to get intimate with one another.
As she walked the blocks toward her school, Madison wondered what else she could do with her power. She thought this could be the perfect time to test a few things. She wondered if she was also able to adjust people's head to fit their new bodies. After all, some of the future swaps of adults-onto-children could end up looking like bobbleheads. But, who to test it on? Then, that familiar tune that could be recognized anywhere. The ice cream man was rounding the corner with hoards of hungry customers chasing after it. The 42-year-old, hairy ice cream man stopped and set up shop on the corner. He opened the hatch to start taking orders from his clientele. He was wearing a neat paper hat and a white and pink polo with a matching pair of slacks. Seeing an 8-year-old girl holding hands with her 17-year-old, jock-of-a-brother, Madison decided to test it out on her. It was clear the brother had been forced to take his sister to the van, and he looked frustrated, rolling his eyes occasionally. Madison focused on the girl and the ice cream man.
And, just like that, their heads were transferred. The littlest girl now sat in the truck on the ice cream man's hairy middle-aged body with a sizeable cock in her pants. She saw all the ice cream in the truck with her and grabbed a few while giggling at her fortune. But, something different now. The girls small head increased in size until it was proportionate to the man's body. "There we go!" Madison said, "Much better!" The brother now looked down and saw the smaller headed man on his sister's body and quickly let go. "Bro, what the hell?" The boy said.
"Uh, sorry kid, I dunnno how I got over here." The 4' tall man, in his long sleeve pink shirt and bedazzled jeans walked back into his truck and told the little girl that she needed to go with her brother. The little girl, now towering over her brother at 6' 3" reached out her hairy hand and held his. "Stephanie, you can't just leave when you want too, brat."
"I'm sorry, Derrick." The little girl held her head. She ate her ice cream in silence.
Madison then targeted the brother, swapping his head onto an overweight black woman who was with her daughter. The brother, now had an ebony body with flabby E-cups that distended his white T-shirt. He also wore a pair of tight black leggings that let little to the imagination. Madison was pretty sure she could see a camel toe. At least the boy now had a sweet ass. The black woman meanwhile had the boys stocky, toned body. It was clear he probably was on one the sports teams at his high school. The woman was also packing a surprising 8" in her new jeans. Looks like she'd be fucking her hubby up the ass from now on.
Madison decided to make one more swap before continuing on her way. She decided to test her power's limits even further. She noticed a grandfather with his 5-year-old grandson and a 12-year-old girl who was getting ice cream by herself. The old man had a thick, grey-bearded face with wrinkles and bright blue eyes. He also was starting to bald. The little girl had darker tones to her skin, indicating she was Latina. She wore her hair back in a ponytail and had brown eyes. Madison focused on the two, swapping them. The little girl's head was on the old man's body, and his was on hers. But, it was different. The man was still himself, now he just had a little girl's head in place of his old one. It looked hilarious seeing the young female-headed old man talk to his grandson. The girl, meanwhile, hummed in a masculine tone and scratched her beard. She wished her daddy had taught her how to shave. The beard was scratchy and unpleasant. "Huh, I guess it swaps vocal cords too!" Madison wasn't as excited about this new feature as others, but at least it opened up some interesting possibilities. After this, she adjusted her jacket, smirked and went on her way. The only new question filling her head was when she was going to involve herself in a swap.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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