Chapter #5A make-over by: Wassel   "A make-over?" you questioned, not really following her. Give who a make-over?
"Yeah. I always thought your mom could look way nicer. I mean she's pretty and she had amazing curves, but she doesn't really wear much lipstick and these clothes are so dowdy and unflattering. She needs to flaunt what she's got, not hide it."
Your mom flaunting anything was the last thing you wanted right now, especially after what Tracy had just done with her boobs. Still, ignoring this, as well as ignoring your girlfriend's less than flattering appraisal of your mom's current outfit, you replied, "Hold on a second... You've just discovered you have this amazing possession power and the first thing you wanna do is make my mom look nicer?!" You'd at least expected her to play a prank of some kind on your sisters or something (which Jimmy most certainly would have wanted to), not play dress up. "Couldn't we... I mean, couldn't we think of something a bit more... you know, fun?"
Tracy opinion on this matter clearly differed from yours unfortunately. Smiling enthusiastically, "It will be fun. I'm dying to see what kind of outfits your mom has in her closet, not to mention what kind of make-up!"
"Well you can count me out," you told her, putting your foot down. "It's bad enough having to sit and watch you do all that crap. I'm not gonna watch my mom do it."
"Fine. Suit yourself," she said, turning then on your mother's heels and heading out into the hall.
"Wait... Where are you going?" you called after her. Following quickly behind.
"Up to your mom's room, stupid."
"You're... you're just gonna leave me here?"
"Well you don't wanna come help, so yes, I am," she said, pausing for a moment at the foot of the stairs. Giving you the no nonsense look she always gave when she was fed up of discussing things (which was weird to see illustrated on your mother's face). "You can just stay down here and watch TV or something while I go make my new body look all pretty."
You admittedly hadn't actually expected this outcome, having half hoped she was still joking around with you like she had been about cleaning your room.
"But... but after that... Can we do something fun with your power then? I mean something fun for both of us?"
Tracy just shrugged. "Maybe... we'll see." Adding then with a smirk, "After you give me your opinion on the make-over that is."
You couldn't help but groan at this. Oh Jesus... There being nothing more humiliating than having to tell your own mother how 'nice' she looks, and Tracy clearly knowing it. That devious little smirk making it rather obvious that she was punishing you (either for not going along with her plan, or not stopping to tell her how nice she looks more often).
Carrying on up the stairs then, Tracy disappeared from view and you reluctantly made your way back into the living room and planted yourself down on the couch. And to think she could have been in anyone's body and she chose my mom you sighed, What a waste! Still, there was no denying that what you had just witnessed was truly incredible. Your girlfriend was actually inside your mother's body, controlling her every action and talking to you as if it was her own. It was like something out of a movie or a comic or something. She could actually possess people. Your girlfriend could possess people. Talk about being the luckiest guy in the world...
Just think, if I play nice then maybe she'll possess someone a lot more interesting afterwards. Like Cherie or Ms. Holsten... or even that Swedish fitness instructor down the road with the rocking bod! This possibly being the shot in the arm your relationship needed after hitting a slightly rocky patch of late.
Tracy admittedly had always been way out of your league and you had been stoked that she'd actually agreed to go out with you. Unfortunately, over the last few weeks it was becoming rather apparent that she was growing bored and a little distant. Wanting some more excitement in your relationship. Well, if you could somehow convince her to possess other hot girls and perhaps take your sexual relationship a little further (having not gotten past the making out stage yet) then it would be win-win for you both. She'd get the excitement she obviously felt was lacking and you'd get to act out your own private fantasies for real!. Yeah, I've totally got to stay on her good side", you thought to yourself. "Act all excited about her 'make-over' and tell her my mom looks great no matter how embarrassing it might be.
And so, for the next forty-five minutes you sat there, picturing all the people Tracy could be and all the things you could get up to (as well as very briefly pondering how exactly a stone could give her this power), while you waited for her to return. It feeling in a way, a lot like the many other times you'd spent waiting hours for your girlfriend to get ready, having no idea why the hell it took girls so long. It's not like she can really do all that much with my mom after all. A bit of lipstick and a different blouse wasn't exactly going to change her appearance all that drastically. Your mom was just your mom after all (at least to you). She was definitely no Tracy, and this whole en devour just seemed like a complete waste of time if you were honest. God knows what she's gonna come down looking like...
You found out soon enough though, as less than a minute later, you heard your mother's familiar voice call out. "Okay, Tim. Get ready for you mom's new look!"
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