Sweet Revenge: The Aftermath - Part 8

"What?" Jake was panicked, "You told Mom?"

"It's gotta be done, Jake," Krista was panicked, "I can't keep pretending to be you. They need to know."

Jake was shaking, "You're crazy, they're going to kill me!"

"Well, I think you deserve that, to be honest."

"I don't want to transform back yet. I wanted to be you for at least another week."

"It's been a month already. I'm tired of waiting."

Jake ran back to Krista's room, shutting the door behind him. He had to think of something. This was a disaster. He had to stop his mother from telling his father.

Wait. He had become his mother before - could he transform himself into her again and somehow restore some order to the situation?

He fumbled with the remote, toggling through different modes. A possession/autopilot mode? That seemed interesting. Perhaps he could possess his mother this time and leave his Krista-body on autopilot? That way, he would be in a position to convince his father that nothing was awry.

Jake hit the button and suddenly found himself in his mother's body once again. She was at work. He could feel his heart racing and his breathing quickening. He was in control now.

He quickly got up and made his way to the women's restroom. He entered and closed the door behind him. He realized he could hear his mother's thoughts and feelings bouncing around in his head, feeling the power of his mother's presence inside him. This certainly felt a lot different than transforming ...a lot more intimate.

He felt the bond with his mother as clear as air. Their feelings tangled together like a braid of hair. They were one.

He smiled at his mother's reflection, her womanly body, "Hi, Mom. Looks like I'm going to be you for a while..."

Suddenly, he heard her voice in his head, "I need to tell my husband, Frank, about our son, Jake taking over Krista's life."

Jake's heart thundered in his chest. He had to stop her, but couldn't let her tell his father ...but, would it be so bad? After all, he was only treating his son the way a good mother should treat her offspring, and it wasn't very nice of his son to be impersonating his daughter against her will. As Jake's mother, he would only be dishing out the punishment – not receiving it. He liked being his mother, in fact.

Jake felt up his mother's body. But it wasn't like he was actually touching his mother's body, as much as it was his own. It was like being in control of her thoughts, her body ...her very soul. He could feel a familiar lust for her husband –Jake's father. It was intoxicating. He couldn't wait to get home.