The old man's eyes lit up with an angry fire as he yanked Mrs. Teal's arm from Dane's grasp. "Shut up you damned fool! I won't be barked at by a young pup like you!" The old man pointed one of Mrs. Teal's long, delicate fingers at Dane with an angry stabbing motion.
For his part, Dane could only stand there in shock.
The old man clenched his fists and stomped Mrs. Teal's stilettos onto the floor in frustration. "Damn it all...this isn't what I had planned...what am I supposed to do now..." he growled mostly to himself. Finally, after a bit of raging he slunk Mrs. Teal's shoulders defeatedly and looked down at the womanly body he now found himself the new owner of. He sighed as he used Mrs. Teal's hands to feel the woman's own body. He ran them up her arms and down her sides, lingering a bit on her hips. "At least I've gained some youth in this little misstep. It's nice not to have arthritis anymore..." he grumbled as he cupped Mrs. Teal's large, full breasts with her hands. "It's been a while since I've had the opportunity to feel a pair of these..." he whispered to himself, the hint of a smile emerging on his face.
Jeff watched in utter disbelief and awe...he literally had no idea how to react to the bizarre turn of events he was witnessing.
Dane blushed at the sight of the old man feeling up his Mother's body. "What is this?!?!? How did this happen?!?! What did you do to my Mom you freak?!?!?!"
The old man's eyes flashed with anger once more as he strode toward Dane on Mrs. Teals long, sexy legs. He smacked the boy hard with one of his new hands. "Freak!?!? I'll not stand for any insults from any young fools!" He spat at Dane.
Jeff tried to diffuse the situation yet again. "There's no need for threats sir. We'll go along with what you wish for now. We just want everyone to get out of this as painlessly as possible. What do you want?"
The old man looked over at Jeff and gave him a sneer. He apparently was more impressed with the nerdish young man than he was with his new body's son. "Well...
Jeff, regaining a bit of his wits, stepped forward and spoke calmly. "Uh...excuse me sir. I...well, my friend and I that is...we don't really know or understand what's happening here. I can understand your impatience with us, but, it would really help if you could explain what exactly is going on here."
The old man looked back and forth from Dane and Jeff. He cocked his head and seemed to be having some sort of inner debate. Finally, he let out a deep breath and walked over to the kitchen's liqueur cabinet. "Well, I suppose since you two seem to be aware of my presence here..." he said as he gestured to Mrs. Teal's body, "I will have to take you into my confidence. Or, at least make sure you know what the score is."
The old man pulled out a bottle of scotch and pulled the stopper from it. He took a big swig before continuing. "Who I am is unimportant. Suffice it to say, I am a fellow of...advanced age who came into possession of certain mystical knowledge. I had hoped to trade in my decrepit and not-long-for-this-world existence for that of this woman's husband's..." he said, gesturing down at his newly acquired body with the bottle before continuing. "Unfortunately things did not work out as I had planned and I find myself shackled to this body."
Dane looked at the man in disgust. "You mean you were going to steal my Dad's body and got my Mom's by mistake?!?!?" He spat in angry disbelief.
The old man took another swig of scotch. "Exactly. But, to say I wanted your Father's body is inadequate. I was after his whole life. The spell is supposed to impose me into the subjects life completely, not just physically. I can only assume you two are aware of my presence since you were in immediate vicinity when I made my grand entrance."
Dane clenched his fists and stepped toward the old man who now had complete possession of his Mother's body. "So you're just some kind of thief! Get out of here! Bring my Mom back!" He shouted angrily.
The old man didn't withdraw. On the contrary he stepped toward Dane on Mrs. Teal's high heeled feet and pointed at the boy with the bottle. "Watch yourself brat. If you don't settle down and defer to my wishes "Momma" could meet with a dreadful accident" he smiled fiendishly as he gestured toward his new chest with one of his new thumbs.
Dane stood there in shock for a moment before his shoulders slumped. He had no idea how to counter the old man's threat.
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