"Gabby, are you nuts?!" Dylan hissed at his sister, "We can't tell them about ...last night."
"Dylan!" Gabby was breathing heavily, "Don't you realize how fucked up this situation is? We swapped bodies with our parents, and on the second night, we had sex. Oh, and by the way, you're my brother. Jesus Chr—"
"I know it's fucked up," Dylan tried to temper his sister, "which is all the more reason to keep quiet about it. Mom and Dad can never find out about this."
Gabby silently pushed the pasta around her plate.
Dylan stared at his younger sister in their father's body, "Why don't we hit refresh, Gabby? I'm Kristen, your loving wife, and you are Alex, my darling husband -the love of my life. We met on that cruise in the Mediterranean all those years ago. You took me out dancing in Sicily, and that was it."
Gabby looked up at her brother, Dylan, in their mother's body. She played over the scenes from the night before over and over again in her head...
"Alex?" Dylan broke her trance.
"Yeah..." A smile grew on Gabby's face, "And now we've raised two beautiful children, Gabby and Dylan. And you, Kristen, are my beautiful wife."
"That's right."
"And Gabby is my favorite child, by far!" Gabby boomed with her father's deep voice.
"Hey!" Dylan laughed, "There's no picking favorites. You're a terrible parent!"
Fueled by a rising sexual tension, the young parents jumped up from their seats and embraced each other in a passionate kiss.
"So, Honey," Dylan poked, "How about we head to the bedroom for a little fun?"
Part 1
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