Two and a Half Months part 2

Dear “Mom and Dad”,
My sister and I (I love saying that) are so far having the time of our lives. We know it’s only three days in, but we can already tell this is going to be a great summer. How are you two? Enjoy having the house to yourself, just ~man and wife~? Dad, don’t forget to clean out the garage, and Mom remember to tend to the garden! If you guys start to act differently, don’t worry! That’s part of the plan 🙂

Love, your kids,
“Ralph and Jennifer” ;P

p.s. Remember, don’t even think about going into our bedrooms!

Ralph read the email his mother had sent him from camp. He resented how much she and his dad were enjoying themselves, while he was locked in the body of a 49 year old woman. He shifted in his seat, trying to dislodge a wedgie caused by the panties he now had to wear. He found that even the most modest of his mom’s selection tended to ride up due their cut and the size of his mom’s rear.

“Oh whatever.” Ralph thought. “What’s the point? They’re just going to ride up again. Might as well stop fighting it.
Absentmindedly, he crossed his leg as he read over the e-mail again.
“Start acting differently?” Ralph puzzled over what that could mean. Soon it struck him, as he thought of the weird encounter he had yesterday with his sister. What else could have posessed either of them to actually WANT to see eachother’s private parts? Why was it so interesting?

“Was it… The spell?” Ralph’s mind began to race as he pondered if the spell was really making him act differently and if that had caused those feelings yesterday. On one hand, he didn’t like the idea of some force beyond his control making him act differently, but on the other hand he no longer felt so ashamed for staring at his dad’s dick for so long. It was just the spell.

Ralph noticed that he was bobbing his high heel on his toe, his legs crossed tightly.
“Did I put on heels?” He whispered, before jumping up.”Jennifer!” He hollared.

Ralph sat Jennifer down in the living room and explained to her his discovery.
“So you think whatever Mom and Dad did to switch us is messing with how we act?” Jennifer asked, fixing herself a glass of ice tea. Ralph could see that she was sweaty from mowing the lawn. Her white shirt clung in areas to Jennifer’s manly body. Ralph pulled his gaze away from his sweaty sister.

“Well yeah! I don’t know what else could explain it!” Ralph said.
“Explain what?”
“Well, you know.” Ralph said, looking at the ground. Ever since yesterday, the two had avoided eachother, and certainly hadn’t discussed or mentioned the awkward encounter they’d had. “Yesterday?” Ralph hinted.

“Oh, you mean where you made me show you dad’s dick?”

“I didn’t make you! I- I was just- You made me show you my b- Mom’s boobs!” Ralph rambled.

“I was just curious to see them, you made it weird.”

“That’s my point, you wouldn’t normally be curious, would you? It’s pretty obvious it’s because you’re in Dad’s body, right? I mean, who told you to mow the lawn?”

“The grass just looked a little tall.” Jennifer reasoned. “I don’t buy it. Yeah, maybe it’s a little weird I wanted to see your boobs.”

“Mom’s boobs, and yes it’s weird.” Ralph insisted.

“But it’s not like I’m attracted to them. I just wanted to freak you out.”

“Oh? Is that why you keep catching you staring at them?” Ralph asked, crossing his legs and crossing his arms under his chest.

“What? No. I wouldn’t have to look at them if you didn’t have them hanging out. If either of us are hot for the other, it’s you to me. Why else would you be wearing that tiny dress and those heels?”

“I- This is what I found in mom’s closet. You know we can’t wear our old clothes.”

“And I know our mom owns plenty of pants and shirts, but no you’re wearing a dress. Wait, do you have makeup and jewelry on too?”

Ralph was shocked to realize that he was. He grew uncomfortable with the points Jennifer was making, partly because he realized some of it was true. He didn’t know what he was thinking when he got dressed this morning. Was he dressing this way to get Jennifer’s attention?
“I… Look, this just proves my point. I swear I didn’t even think about it, and that’s because I’m not acting like myself. Same with you, you keep staring at my tits-“

“You mean mom’s tits.”

“That’s what I said! You keep looking at them for the same reason I keep looking at your sweaty t-shirt.”

“Oh?” Jennifer said, smiling cheekily.

“Shit, that’s not what I meant.”

“You like my big strong man muscles, huh? Do they get you got?” She asked, flexing her bicep.

“Ugh, shut up. The point is it goes both ways.” Ralph said, looking away in shame.

“I don’t think so. I feel completely normal, you’re the one that wants to jump my bones. I get it though, a woman your age has needs. You know how I can tell? Your nipples are hard, and it’s not very cold in here is it?”

“Fine, whatever.” Ralph said standing up quickly, his chest heaving with gravity and jiggling before coming to a stop. “Don’t believe me, I don’t care. I don’t have to deal with this. Let me know when you want to do something about it.” Ralph said turning on his heel and leaving the room.

“Hey! I’m taking a shower soon, for five bucks I’ll let you watch!” Jennifer called down the hall to Ralph. Ralph went to his parent’s bedroom, now his bedroom for the next two and a half months (though he’d been sleeping on the couch to avoid Jennifer), and slammed the door.

In a fit, he kicked off his heels and began digging through his mom’s closet for another pair of shoes.
“These look nice.” He said, taking a pair of purple open toed pumps. He slipped them on his slender feed and admired how they looked for a second, before he realized to his horror that he’d just replaced one pair of heels for another. With a quick shriek he kicked those shoes off too.

“This is going to be harder than I thought.” Ralph sulked.


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