You were lead out by Tiffany, your vision still blurry, and your hands now planted on your forehead the hair you had now gained swishing and crossing your fingers as you moved. Blinking heavily you pushed on, you were guided by the feeling that you wanted to get out of here, you wouldn't even remember how long you'd been inside you just knew you needed to see the world again.
Hobbling out of the entrance you caught a brief glimpse of a tree, a sight that you had not experienced forever the colors contrasted massively to the scheme that the prison had adopted. It would be better experienced had you not just been hit over the head. Maybe a different host may have been more opportunistic but you didn't know where you lived and if you jumped into the other girl, you msy be stuck with the baggage that is your current host, no doubt she would ask a tonne of questions and you couldn't deal with that.
All the information was overloading your brain, who ever said crime didn't pay , had you not done the crime you wouldn't know be riding a blonde nurse, There was a thought that crossed your mind about what happened to the Gypsy there is a chance he hopped into your chauffeur but you found this to be unlikely as the girl leading you wasn't speaking to you or alluding to, in any away, that she had been taken over, either way you didn't want to say anything the current pain you were feeling meant that most thoughts reverted back to a concentration on the pain.
You were escorted to her car that appeared to be a Red Ford Fiesta, leading you the nurse opened the door moving you to an appropriate height so that you could enter the vehicle, once in you stared in front, seeing a pretty clean dashboard, with the exception of a couple of crumpled receipts and an empty bottle of Cola. Rolling the bottle onto the floor, you maneuvered you arms to pull the seat belt from behind your shoulders across you and clicked it into the red seat belt port.
The seat belt not lay across your chest, making a divide. This was new, this was the first time you began noticing the peculiarities of being a women. Before you could marvel Tiffany sat next to you, proceeding to do a similar group of actions, but instead her hands went to grab the steering wheel. She looked thoughtfully at you
"I hope you are okay!"
You smiled back dejected, you realized that you may have to begin playing a character when in a body, it's not that it would be a problem, who would ever believe that you weren't Joyce there was no way to prove otherwise, but you could do without any awkward moments, thinking it's easier not to lie and avoid spoiling the illusion.
Luckily the concussion began to lift, you began to see more clearly being able to properly see the road ahead of you and also Tiffany's face, it was pretty but like the other nurses plain, t was a rule that the nurses couldn't wear make-up. when working with inmates, looking at boring as possible was the best thing to do especially to horny prisoners. you wondered how long your co-escapee had his powers, surely if he had had it for long he wouldn't have been locked up, yet on the other side of the coin, maybe this was his plan to get thrown in prison to find you, or possess his way into prison just to find you, but why would he, you never thought of yourself as special.
Leaving your body behind may have been a mistake, but logically if you had to leave your body, it would mean that every time you fancied a ride in someone your body would collapse and you'd have to repossess it at the hospital or worse the morgue. It's arguable that you could just put your body at your house and go for a spree of possessions but it just means that you are chained to something.
This ride wa fun because in truth you didn't know where you were going. This became very apparent when you entered a drive way.
"Where are we?"
The only benefit to being hit in the head s that question was not odd at all, you could play it off as genuine confusion.
"We're at mine, silly". She seemed so lovely, you could see that she was a good friend which made whatever part of you that still experienced empathy feel slightly bad, but non the less, you had plans.
"But what about clothes?"
"Aw, that other nurse must have hit you hard, you left a couple of bits of clothing last time you were over, and I've got some stuff obviously not bras..." Tiffany coughed, as if she had just stuck her foot in her mouth, you imagined from the brief time you knew her that she was very pure, yet had moments where the words flew out without them being present in the brain.
As a result of that comment your eyes drifted towards your colleges chest, you noticed that she was better endowed than you, whilst you did this a weak laugh escaped your mouth.
Rather than say anything further, she headed towards the brown front door, grabbing her key and thrusting it into the lock, she appeared to be muttering something to herself, as if she was telling herself off.
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