This choice: "Would you mind if I borrow the pipe? There's something I have to do." • Go Back...Chapter #5"Would you mind if I borrow the pipe?" by: WhatYouWant   You blinked at Charlie, currently in your body, eyeing up the blowpipe like Wonka's golden ticket. You raised a single blond eyebrow to him.
"I mean, sure Charlie," you said, realizing this was your bro, and feeling some strange new feelings about him, making you especially a pushover. "You gonna reek some righteous vengeance on some bully or something?"
Before he answered, Charlie quickly grabbed the pipe, and rushed downstairs. You shook your head with a grin and then realized the implications of your strange behavior. That pipe was valuable, and if he broke it, there's no telling what would happen. Would you be stuck in Tracy forever? Would you just jump back into your body, in the middle of whatever mischief Charlie was doing running around as you?
You stood quickly to follow Charlie about a minute after he left, but stumbled on your way out of your sister's room, not used to her legs carrying her slender form, banging your leg against the door frame. "Owww..." You hissed, seeing a small scrape with a bit of blood. The pain was definitely duller than how it would be in your body, and you spent a moment, fascinated by the sensation, watching the blood only reach the skin and not leak out of your shaved, shapely calf. Then, thinking of Charlie again, you snapped yourself out of your momentary trance and stood, limping slightly for a moment, before regaining the feeling in your leg and rushing down the stairs into the front room.
Charlie's shoes were there, but then you remembered they were on his feet, upstairs, on his body. You weren't sure if he had any of your shoes on, so you quickly ran outside, enjoying the feeling of grass on your bare feet, and turned the corner to the place between your house and the fence. A quick examination led you to the side of the air conditioner unit, and the red/blue bike that Charlie rode when he got here.
"Phew, fuck," you breathed, figuring he must still be around your house somewhere. You were distracted by your new breasts, and their jiggle, and you so wanted to learn more about what this body could do, but with Charlie AWOL, you were definitely more concerned with what he could be doing.
Then, faintly, from inside the house, you heard his name.
"...Char...lie..."
You paused. The voice sounded... feminine. You rushed inside, and found the guest bedroom, normally open, was shut, and you heard movement inside. Slowly, you crept around the corner and held you head to the door.
"... oooh, Charlie..." You heard moaned from within, a statement so sticky with sexuality it made your slightly aroused.
You tried the door. Unlocked. Slowly, you peeked behind the door, only to find... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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