"Okay," John answered calmly, while his mind raced with anxiety and displeasure at seeing his brother's head now firmly affixed to his wife's buxom body. As far as Frank was concerned the body was his and always had been his, and that was a thought that was intolerable to John.
Frank pulled his robe tighter around his body and walked further down the driveway in an effort to see the mother and daughter who had already made quite a bit of progress down the road.
As he did so, John eyed the remote in Frank's hand and planned to snatch it at the first opportunity.
"Yep...we're going to have quite a good time with this little baby," Frank laughed as he tried to aim the device down the street toward the ladies. "Damn! They're quite a ways away. Let's see what we can do."
Just as Frank started to lift the device to aim it down the street, John stepped forward and tried to grab it. Unfortunately he stumbled on a crack in the driveway as he did so causing his arm to bump the remote just as Frank went to push the button. The result was that it was pointed in a different direction as the button was pressed, and John was not touching it at that moment.
Frank grasped the remote tightly, and said, "John...dude...what's your problem already?!" Out of sheer frustration at his brother he pointed the remote at him and pushed the button.
Instantly John's head was replaced by someone who Frank recognized as John's neighbor...Shaniqua Williams' head if Frank remembered the name correctly. Frank had been introduced to the heavy set African American neighbor by Rachel during an earlier visit as the Williams' family had been moving in. Saniqua was easily over 250 pounds, and was enormous in the feminine curves department...normally. Now she had a middle-aged white man's body, but she didn't notice anything amiss.
"Mercy...what am I doin' over here?" she said.
Frank grinned..."Hello Mrs. Williams. I think you were just chatting with Rachel and were now heading for home."
"Okay...if you say so...I musta been sleepwalkin' or something," she said as she eased back toward her house.
Meanwhile Frank looked across the street and saw John's face, with his feminine black hand rubbing his head as he slowly made his way back over to his house.
"Frank...look...I'm sorry for bumping into you a second ago. I don't know how I ended up over here; go on with your experiment."
Frank looked at John and grinned. He had Shaniqua's black body and had no idea that anything was wrong. At the neck John's white skin turned instantly dark brown at the place where his head was smoothly attached.
Frank marveled at how the device changed the size of the head to make it seem the right size. He also marveled at the size of John's breasts which were prominent under the flowery blouse that he now wore over his stretchy pink pants, pulled tight over his very large female bottom.
"Man...his tits are larger than mine," he thought with a smile.
Frank continued to think about the situation since they had been outside and came to the conclusion that...
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