Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Poor Carl was aware of everything happening; he was just in no position to stop it. He couldn’t move a muscle. Then the device activated, and he suddenly found himself in Tracey’s body. He could smell the perfume she had put on that morning; he could taste her lipstick; he felt the weight of her breasts and the tight tug of her bra straps. He looked down at his own body as he put his hands on the machine. He had her mumblings, but had he heard enough to be able to operate this thing and get back to his own body? He made a few attempts to no avail. As time passed, he notice his body begin to stir. If he couldn’t use the device to switch back, he could at least ensure Tracey wouldn’t get away. He quickly found some rope and tied her down. He didn’t know what he would do to force her to switch back, but he certainly wasn’t going to let her get away with his body!