As you recover from the most recent episode, you came face-to-face with your little sister and the young woman, both of whom were knocked down in front of you. You quickly realized that if you saw your sister's body is a third person view, you must have switched bodies once more. Glancing down, you saw your own body, an averaged sized, somewhat rough meatsuit compared to your younger sister's. But it doesn't matter, since it was yours all along, and you were just glad that you returned to where you belong.
Picking yourself up, you first headed over to your sister to wake her up. "Hey Sarah," you whispered as you shook her by the shoulders. Seemingly stirred awake from her slumber, Sarah slowly opened her eyes, initially looking annoyed. However, they quickly turned wide-eyed as she began scanning around. She seemed to be fixated on something behind you, as she pointed in that direction in a terrified manner. Following her finger, your eyes fell upon the young brunette, who was seemingly fondling her boobs, as if she had just seen them for the first time. As she was massaging them, you heard her whisper, "Why are these so heavy?"
Glancing back at Sarah, you once again witness Sarah's petrified face, mouthing, "Why...why...?" Without a response, Sarah immediately fainted, very uncharacteristic of her normally youthful energy. As you laid Sarah's comatose body on the ground, you turned your attention back to the brunette, who was now scratching between her legs. Complaining about her itch, she vigorously scraped her crotch with her fingers. She was seemingly unaware that spreading her legs caused her tight black skirt to contort and ride up, flashing her yellow stripped panties to you. You were so shocked that you didn't have the time to feel embarrassed at such a view. You simply couldn't believe that a young woman dressed so professionally would enact an NSFW scene in the open, but you didn't feel like you were dreaming. You only thought of one possible reason why this was happening.
You slowly approached the brunette. "Sarah...?" you started as you inch closer, trying to act close towards a stranger you just met. Looking up immediately like a little kid, she beamed at you before answering, "Look, big bro, or should I say, little bro, because I am a big girl now!" She slowly stood up with a bounce. Unfortunately, she forgot to tidy herself, leaving you with quite a boner seeing a pretty woman in such an exhibitionist form. The boobs were somewhat exposed by the unbuttoned light blue shirt. The skirt remained somewhat folded, reaching dangerously close to exposing the goods underneath. Ironically, these are the reasons why Sarah is considered a child in the first place.
As if matters can't get any worse, your mom came walking to the front door, apparently looking for you to do some chores. Of course, all bets were off when she noticed Sarah right in front of the doorway. You could only watch as she frantically tried to get her to wake up. Seeing that Sarah remained unresponsive, your mom quickly instructed you to watch the house while she took Sarah to the hospital. She seemingly ignored the young woman as she carried Sarah's body to her car. As she drove off, you shook your head in disbelief. Just 30 minutes ago, you were watching TV and enjoying your afternoon. You might have returned to your original body, but clearly, things weren't back to normal, as you turn your eyes to the narcissistic young brunette on the side. Now, she was fondling with her ponytail, sniffing the pleasant scent from it. You knew by now that the young brunette wasn't here. Instead, the real Sarah, or at least her consciousness, was the one piloting that body.
"Hey, Sarah..." you attempted to stop her before she might embarrass herself more than she has, but for some reason, she immediately stopped to stare at you intently. Circumstances aside, you weren't used to such a pretty girl looking deep into your eyes, and you blushed on instinct. "Say bro, I'm an adult now..." she began. "That means I could do whatever I want, and mom would say nothing. I even could drive and buy stuff on my own now." She raised her arms in triumph. You just stood there, mouth agape. You don't know if you should tell her that her body was being sent to the hospital or if you should just let her be carefree. When you could finally open your mouth again, your sister interrupted you, saying, "Hold on, I gotta go to the bathroom first." She ran into the house, not before almost tripping from her heels and kicking them off her feet in disgust.
Finally, you were alone, so there were no further distractions. Of course, you were glad that you were back in your own body, but there was a new mess in your hands. Knowing that the young brunette's mind must be stuck in Sarah's body right now, you decided that you needed to switch them back. To do that, you needed the silver ball. However, you searched your entire front lawn only to come up empty. Before you became frustrated, you retraced the events leading up until now. You remembered that the silver ball was in the young woman's hand before the switch, and it went missing afterwards. Of course, you weren't paying attention after the switch, so there might be a good chance it would still be in that palm. If that's the case, it's...with your sister in her body. Your sister was definitely clever enough to stow away the ball quietly, so that might be why it's nowhere to be found here. The other possibility is that it was accidentally picked up by your mom, and it's with her at the hospital.
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