A few minutes later, and Jon entered her bedroom.
“What the hell Jon!” Zoe shouted. “You can’t just come in here whenever you want! You didn’t even knock! What the hell are you doing!”
Her irritation turned to fear as Jon not only didn’t say a word, but approached her.
“What? Get off of me, you psycho! No, stop!” she said as his arm reached around her and was reaching underneath her shirt and patting at her bare back.
“Got it!” Jon said with authority as his fingers were clasped around something strange and unfamiliar in her back.
“What are you do…” Zoe started, and was cut off, as her body went limp. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe. And if that wasn’t enough, Jon proceeded to slide down the thing in her back he had gotten hold of. It made the sound of a zipper as he slid it all the way down her back, while she was powerless to do anything. Yet she remained aware of what was happening, still able to see and hear and feel.
Jon then took off her shirt and bra and stepped into her hollowed out body, reached back and zipped it back up. Jon was now completely inside of her body and wearing it around him. Zoe could still see and hear and even feel everything, but she couldn’t control it.
“There,” Jon said, in Zoe’s voice, as she put the bra and then shirt on over Zoe’s body. Jon took a quick look in the mirror, and to Zoe’s astonishment, Jon while wearing her like a costume, was as if by magic no bigger than Zoe was normally, and even looked indistinguishable from how Zoe normally looked. “Sorry Zoe, but Karyn wants me to be her female friend right now, and you know the rules all too well. I get to wear you for 6 hours this week, you get to wear me for 6 hours next week. But I know you’ll enjoy the evening we have planned so I hope you remember how much fun I make it for you and return the favor when it’s your turn, no abusing your power like you did last time, or next time I may do something that isn’t so nice either.”
