Nicole blinked. She was no longer sitting in her room, but standing in the blaring sunlight. She felt so... different. She never realized how weighed down her fat made her. She felt so light, so strong. The aches in her legs and back, the constant discomfort of all that flowing fat, the pressure of her belly, butt, and thighs pressing uncomfortably against her clothes-- all of it was gone. She breathed in deep, feeling the strength of an athlete's lungs, a breath more satisfying than any she could remember. Then she breathed out, and noticed with confusion how that breath seemed... wrong. A little too deep. And then she noticed the slight pressure around her groin. With dawning realization, she looked down. Whoops.
She was in the wrong body. Sean's, not Kat's. A man's body. She traced the thick muscles across her arms, ran a hand down her toned but boobless chest, and out of curiosity peaked down her pants and shuttered when she realized she was looking at her brother's penis.
She turned her head to the side to see an old woman on a park bench frowning at her. Nicole blushed, realizing that she had just checked out the inside of her pants in public. Her brother had been out jogging, it seemed, in this lovely park. She felt the heat of his body and the pounding of his heart and realized she had stopped him in the middle of running. She wondered where Bryan was, and decided to jog to Kat's house. He must have switched bodies with her instead! A thrill of joy surged through her as she felt her now powerful legs lift her so easily along. So this is what it feels like to be a runner! I can see the appeal now! she thought. It was weird to be in a man's body, but she was actually enjoying it.
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