Kyle flinched at the touch, his mind reeling. He looked down at his unfamiliar female body, then back at Eddy - his brother - now inhabiting their father's younger form. The cognitive dissonance was overwhelming.
"Slow," Kyle repeated, his voice shaky. "Right. Okay. Maybe we start with... I don't know, holding hands?"
Eddy nodded, relief evident on his face. "Yeah, that's good. We can do that."
Tentatively, they interlaced their fingers. Kyle was struck by how large and rough Eddy's hand felt compared to his own delicate one. They sat in tense silence for a long moment.
"This is so messed up," Kyle muttered. "How did Mom and Dad even get together in the first place?"
Eddy shrugged. "I think they met at a bar? Dad always said it was love at first sight."
Kyle snorted. "Yeah, well, that's definitely not the case here."
They fell into an uncomfortable silence again, still holding hands. Kyle couldn't help but notice how warm Eddy's palm felt against his, how strong his grip was. It stirred unfamiliar sensations in his borrowed body.
"Maybe we should try... kissing?" Eddy suggested hesitantly, "Just to get used to it?"
Kyle's stomach lurched, but he nodded stiffly. "Okay. Yeah. We can try that."
They turned to face each other, both visibly nervous. Eddy leaned in slowly, giving Kyle plenty of time to back out. But Kyle steeled himself and met Eddy halfway.
Their lips touched softly, a gentle brush that sent an unexpected shiver down Kyle's spine. He pulled back quickly, eyes wide.
"That was..." Kyle trailed off, unsure how to describe the conflicting emotions swirling inside him.
Eddy nodded, looking equally stunned, "Yeah. It was... different."
Kyle swallowed hard, trying to process the strange mix of revulsion and unexpected attraction he was feeling.
"Maybe we should try again," he said softly, surprising himself. "You know, to really sell it."
Eddy nodded, his adam's apple bobbing as he gulped nervously. "Right. For the timeline."
This time when their lips met, the kiss lingered. Kyle found himself responding instinctively, his borrowed body reacting in ways his mind couldn't quite comprehend. When they finally broke apart, both were breathing heavily.
"This is so weird," Kyle whispered, his heart racing. "I feel... I don't know how I feel."
Eddy nodded, looking equally conflicted. "I know. It's like... part of me knows this is wrong, but another part..."
"...feels right," Kyle finished, then immediately shook his head. "God, what am I saying? This is insane."
Eddy was visibly flustered. "Maybe we should take a break, clear our heads a bit."
Kyle bit his lip, conflicted. "Or... maybe we shouldn't."
Eddy's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"I don’t want to have time to …think. If we stop now, we'll just psych ourselves out. Maybe it's better to... keep going. Get it over with."
Eddy nodded slowly, then reached out to cup Kyle's face. His touch was gentle, almost reverent. Kyle closed his eyes, trying to lose himself in the sensation rather than think about who was touching him.
Eddy hesitantly moved his hands down to Kyle's shoulders, then slowly trailed them along his arms. Slowly, Eddy's hands moved to Kyle's waist, drawing him closer. Kyle's breath hitched as their bodies pressed together.
“It’s working. I’m getting hard,” Eddy gasped
Kyle's eyes snapped open, his cheeks flushing.
"Oh god," he murmured, feeling the evidence of Eddy's arousal against him. His own body was responding too, unfamiliar sensations coursing through him.
"Maybe we should move to the bedroom," Eddy suggested softly.
Kyle nodded, not trusting himself to speak. They stood, still pressed close together, and made their way down the hall. Kyle's heart pounded as they entered the room that would become their parents' bedroom.
Eddy sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Kyle to stand between his legs. He looked up at Kyle, his expression a mix of desire and uncertainty. "Are you sure about this?"
"We don't have a choice," he whispered.
Eddy's hands roamed over Kyle's curves, eliciting shivers and soft gasps.
Kyle's fingers fumbled with the buttons of Eddy's shirt, his hands shaking slightly. As he pushed the fabric aside, revealing Eddy's bare chest, Kyle hesitated.
"It's okay," Eddy murmured.
Kyle nodded, as Eddy's fingers unbuttoned their mother's top.
"You're beautiful," Eddy whispered, reaching out to trace the curve of Kyle's waist.
Kyle shivered at Eddy's touch, a mix of arousal and discomfort coursing through him. He tried to focus on the unfamiliar sensations in his borrowed female body rather than on who was causing them.
"L-lie down," Kyle stammered, gently pushing Eddy back onto the bed.
Eddy complied, his eyes never leaving Kyle as he climbed onto the bed to straddle him. Kyle's hands shook as he unbuckled Eddy's belt and tugged down his pants.
"We can stop if you want," Eddy said softly.
Kyle shook his head, "No, we... we have to do this. For the timeline."
Slowly, Kyle reached out to touch the growing member. Kyle's fingers hesitated just above Eddy's erection, trembling slightly. Taking a deep breath, he finally made contact, wrapping his hand gently around the shaft. Eddy let out a soft gasp at the touch.
Kyle could feel the member growing, hardening under his touch. He stroked it tentatively, marveling at how different it felt from this perspective. Eddy's breath hitched, his hips jerking involuntarily.
"Kyle," Eddy moaned softly, his hips lifting slightly. "We should... I mean, if we're going to..."
Kyle nodded, understanding. With trembling hands, he positioned himself over Eddy, his heart racing.
"Are you ready?" Eddy asked, his voice
Kyle nodded silently, taking a deep breath to steady himself. Slowly, he began to lower himself onto Eddy's erection. He gasped at the unfamiliar sensation of being filled, a mix of pleasure and discomfort washing over him.
"Oh god," Kyle whimpered, his hands bracing against Eddy's chest.
Eddy's hands gripped Kyle's hips, guiding him gently. "Take it slow," he murmured, his voice strained.
Kyle nodded, biting his lip as he continued to sink down. When Eddy was fully sheathed inside him, they both stilled, breathing heavily, overwhelmed by the intimacy of their position.
Kyle remained motionless, adjusting to the new sensations coursing through his borrowed body. Eddy's hands rubbed soothing circles on his hips, his touch both comforting and electrifying.
"Are you okay?" Eddy whispered, his brow furrowed with concern.
Kyle nodded, "It's so …deep. I didn't expect it to feel like this."
Slowly, hesitantly, he began to move, rising up slightly before sinking back down. A soft gasp escaped his lips at the friction.
Eddy's fingers dug into Kyle's hips as he matched his movements, thrusting up gently to meet him. They found a slow, tentative rhythm, both still adjusting to the unfamiliar sensations.
"Oh," Kyle breathed, his eyes fluttering closed as a wave of pleasure washed over him. His body was responding instinctively now, chasing the building tension coiling low in his belly.
Eddy's hands roamed Kyle's body, cupping his breasts and brushing his thumbs over the sensitive nipples. Kyle arched into the touch, a soft moan escaping his lips.
"That feels... really good," Kyle admitted, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal.
Eddy nodded, his own face flushed. "Yeah, it... it does."
Eddy's hands roamed Kyle's body, caressing his breasts and trailing down to where their bodies joined.
Kyle cried out at the touch, his rhythm faltering. "Eddy, I... I think I'm close," he gasped.
Eddy nodded, his own breathing ragged. "Me too," he panted.
Kyle leaned forward, bracing his hands on Eddy's chest. The new angle sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body.
"Oh god, oh god," Kyle chanted, his voice high and breathy. He could feel himself tightening around Eddy, the tension in his core reaching a fever pitch.
Eddy's hips snapped up sharply, driving deep. "Kyle," he groaned, his fingers digging into Kyle's hips hard enough to bruise.
With a cry, Kyle came undone, his body clenching and spasming around Eddy. The sensation pushed Eddy over the edge and he followed moments later, spilling himself deep inside Kyle with a long, drawn-out moan. They clung to each other, shuddering through the aftershocks.
Kyle collapsed onto Eddy's chest, both of them panting heavily. They lay there in silence for several long moments, the reality of what they'd just done slowly sinking in.
"Oh god," Kyle whispered, his voice trembling. "We actually did it."
Eddy's arms came up to wrap around Kyle, holding him close.
"Yeah," he murmured, sounding equally stunned. "We did."
Kyle rolled off of Eddy, wincing slightly at the unfamiliar ache between his legs. He curled up on his side, facing away from his brother. Eddy hesitated for a moment before spooning up behind him, one arm draped over Kyle's waist.
"Are you okay?" Eddy asked softly.
Kyle simply nodded.
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