Mikey went into his parents' room at six, to see... nothing. No one was in there. He heard voices from his sister's room across the hall, and went in there instead. Two girls stood with their backs to him, identical but for their heads. One had long dyed black hair, the other had short, boyish brown hair. When they turned around, both naked, to take stock of each other's bodies, Mikey saw that one of them had his father's head.
"So what happened to you again?" Zoe's voice spoke. An identical voice answered, coming from his father's lips. "I don't know. I just... woke up like this. Can I..."
Zoe's voice interrupted Zoe's voice. "Borrow some of my clothes? Sure. Maybe you won't yell at me so much anymore now." His dad's face fell; that was obviously not what he was going to ask. She grabbed a bra and panties from her drawer, thrusting them at him then putting them on him after a short protest.
By the time they were done, she had him dressed in a tight dress and black stockings, the same she had been wearing the day before, something he also yelled at her for wearing. He walked out of the room with his head hung, plopping down on the couch in the living room and watching TV.
Their dad sat the same way he always did, legs spread and today, giving anyone who cared to look a clear shot of his black lacy panties. The next two hours before Mikey was sent to bed passed uneventfully. When he woke up at noon the next day, he saw his dad sleeping on the couch, in one of Zoe's nightgowns... and it fit him perfectly.
