Jon walked out of the bathroom awkwardly, now acutely aware of Katie right there with him, and unsure of what she was going to do. He moved normally, but with many jerks where Katie had a different idea. "Where are we going?" He heard his own cute voice ask, felt his own mouth move on its own. "To the living room, I guess." He answered.
He heard the door slam open, and his ten-year-old female body moved on its own down the hall into the living room, watching in mutual horror and disgust as what appeared to be himself and Katie burst through the door, kissing and groping one another awkwardly but vigorously. "This is so cool," he heard his own voice say with a lilt he'd never had.
"Yeah," Katie replied. "I didn't know this felt so good." She said between kisses.
"Me neither." His own voice giggled. "Look at me..." He continued, and Katie finished. "Talking to myself."
He felt like sinking into the ground, watching this confusing display. He and Katie had never done this. She was too shy, in private. "This is so cool!" They repeated in perfect unison. His own mouth spoke, "Sammy? Is that you?"
Both "Jon" and "Katie" turned to look at his and Katie's new body. "Who are you?" "Jon" asked, and he blushed as he answered before Katie could, "I'm Jon."
"I'm Katie," his mouth answered right afterward. Their old bodies both started laughing, and a familiar bile rose in their (their?) throat, anger at being laughed at like a child. "So that's what happened to you? Awesome! I get two bodies to do fun stuff with, and you two get stuck with being me? Have fun! I know I will!" They alternated speaking from Jon's and Katie's mouths, a very unnerving sound.
They started undressing one another right there in the living room, and Jon's body said, "I wish no one would come home for at least an hour!" The rock was held up high in Jon's hand. How did she figure out how to use it so quickly?
They, the new Samantha Cullen, just stood there, unable to look away as the now naked bodies which used to be theirs engaged in some very heavy petting under the control of the twelve-year-old girl whose body they now shared.
