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"Hey, I'm sorry about Mom and the kids showing up," Tom said as he came
back into to room.
"Don't worry about it dude, they usually leave us alone anyway," I
replied, handing his controller back to him.
"Whatever. Hey Jason, toss me a pack of corn nuts," Sam said, not
diverting his attention from the television.
"I think you've had enough there fat man," I snickered as I tossed him
a pack.
"Hey, I have to maintain my lineman weight. You might want to look into
it skinny."
"I'm sorry, I think I'd rather not risk a massive heart attack or
through the roof cholesterol rather than slightly improve my line
performance. Besides, I'm the best lineman at Johnson anyway."
"And you guys are, what? 0-7?"
"Of course not. We're 1-6."
"Oh right. Well, whatever. I could be the best lineman there too if I
went there."
"Hey, Sam, stop yapping and start paying attention to the game," Tom
growled at him. They were in the middle of a football game, a genre in
which I had never taken much interest.
"Hey Tom, can you come out here a minute?" we heard Tom's mom, Mrs.
Taylor, shout from the other room.
"I'm in the middle of something," Tom called back.
"I'll go see what she needs," I told him as I got up to go check. I
didn't really feel like watching them play anyway.
I got to the living room where I saw Tom's mom with Tom's nine year old
sister, Stephanie.
"You need something?" I asked.
"Oh, Jason. Why is it whenever I call for Tom, you come out?" she
asked.
"Because he's a lazy bum. So what you need?"
"We can't get this Gamecube hooked up," she responded, gesturing at the
system.
I hooked it up for them, which only took a minute or two. All the
while, I noticed Stephanie giving me an odd look. I chose to just
ignore it.
"Alright, that should do it. Need anything else?" I asked.
"Nope, that should do it. Thanks a million," Mrs.Taylor replied.
"No problem," I told them as I headed back to Tom's room. On the way, I
saw Robin, Tom's twelve year old sister, trying to break up a fight
between his twin brothers, Timmy and Billy.
"So, when does your grandma get back into town?" I asked Tom and I re-
entered the room.
"In about a week."
"And when is their house going to finish fumigating?"
"Two or three days."
"Okay, so we'll have to plan to stay the night on one of the other four
days."
"Yea, that would make more sense than tonight does."
"Yeah, well, we're already here, so let's just get back to the game,"
Sam said.
I hadn't slept very well the night before, so by this point I was
getting kind of tired. I laid back on the floor and relaxed my eyes.
Before I knew it I was fast asleep.
"Let go of me!" I heard Robin scream.
I was shocked awake, and my eyes opened in a flash, but something was
obstructing my vision. It took me a moment to realize what it was...
hair....
After I wiped the hair from my face, I could see what was going on. In
the dark I could make out three, no, four huge silhouettes restraining
a fifth smaller one. After a moment I recognized the smaller one as
Robin. There was a problem though; Robin had never been that huge. She
was even bigger than me!
After a moment, I was able to make out one of the figures. It was
difficult to mistake the huge body of Sam. Then I realized Tom was
there too, and Mrs.Taylor, and...
God, the last person looked just like me. The only discrepancy was that
he was, like everybody else there, disproportionately huge. Then things
began to come into perspective, and I realized they weren't bigger, I
was smaller.
"I said let go of me! What's going on!" Robin screamed again. Whatever
was going on, I had to help her.
I jumped to my feet and charged at the legs of what appeared to be Tom.
I obviously took him off guard, as he lost his balance and fell. The
one that appeared to be me grabbed me by the arms and pinned me against
the wall.
"What's..." I started to scream, but my voice came out weird. It was
higher than normal. It sounded like... Stephanie's...
As I looked down at the massive arms that had a hold on my shoulders, I
could also see my own body. It was the petite body of a little girl
clad in a nightgown. Damn, what was going on here?
"What the hell's going on here!" I shrieked at the man in my body.
"Shut up!" Mrs. Taylor yelled at me.
To escape his grasp, I kicked my body in the balls. It doubled over,
obviously not expecting the blow, leaving me to fall a few feet to the
ground.
Robin must have liked the idea because she did the same to Sam who was
holding her. The two of us then both took out one of Mrs. Taylor's legs
each to knock her to the ground. As the foursome began to get back to
their feet, the two of us ran from the room.
"What the hell's going on Robin!" I nearly screamed at her.
"I'm not Robin," she replied as she pulled me by the arm toward the
front door.
"Damn, you too?" I asked. This shit was getting weird.
"So who the hell are you then?" She asked me.
"Jason, you?"
"Mrs. Taylor."
The two of us were out the front door at this time running down the
street. I'm not sure where we were going, so I just followed Mrs.
Taylor. I could tell I was slowing her down, I simply wasn't fast
enough to keep up with her pace.
"Where... are we... going?" I gasped, running short on breath.
"I don't know..." she responded.
"I don't think... they're still following us," I told her, looking
behind us and seeing nobody in pursuit.
The two of us slowed to a stop. I immediately doubled over breathing
really hard. I guess this body wasn't in as good as shape as my real
one.
"You okay?" Mrs. Taylor asked me.
"I'll... be okay... What's going on here?"
"I wish I could tell you."
"Where are we going?"
"I don't know," she replied, seeming worried, not that that was
weird...
The two of us resumed walking in silence until we reached Johnson, my
high school. We found ourselves resting on the bleachers beside the
football field. I was incredibly cold, what with it being the middle of
winter and me wearing nothing but a nightgown.
"Who was that in our bodies? Robin? Stephanie? The twins? Somebody
else?" I asked her, trying to figure the situation out.
"I don't know... maybe... ah crap!" she suddenly said.
"What do you mean 'ah crap'?" I asked her.
"The last couple of days, the kid've been acting weird. Robin's been
playing with dolls again. Timmy's been, well, effeminate. Stephanie, on
the other hand, has been getting into video games and stuff. It's like
they all switched interests... or bodies..." she explained.
"S-s-so what are you s-s-saying? They c-c-can s-s-switch bodies?" I
asked her while shivering.
"They must, that's the only thing that could explain it. That could
mean that Sam and Tom are in the twins' bodies..." she thought out
loud.
"What should we d-d-do?" I asked her.
"I don't know, but right now you need to try to keep warm. We don't
need you to get sick," she said, moving closer to me and wrapping her
arms around me, trying to give me some of her warmth. For the moment,
the only thing I could do was put my arms around her too and wonder
what to do next.
I'm not sure when I dozed off, but I came to as the first lights of
dawn were peeking over the horizon. It took me a moment to remember the
events of the night before. I saw Mrs. Taylor still asleep by me.
"Hey, wake up," I whispered to her shaking her.
"Huh?" she replied, in a daze from sleeping.
"It's morning," I told her.
"I guess this means it wasn't a dream..." she mumbled as she came to.
"Nope, and now we need to... ACHOO," I started, only to be cut off by a
sneeze.
"Bless you,"
"Thanks"
"You feeling alright?" she asked, feeling my forehead.
"I'm fine."
"You're burning up!"
"Oh well, I'll deal with it. Right now we need a plan."
"First thing we need to do is get some clothes, we can't just go around
in night gowns all day."
"Damn, you're right. You have any idea where we can get some?"
"No, not really."
"I have an idea."
"What?"
"We need to go back to the house..."
"Are you crazy?! They'll catch us!" she screamed at me.
"Look, we're going to have to go back eventually if we want to
straighten this out. What we need to do is wait until most of them are
out looking for us or something and then go in and take some clothes
and look around for whatever it is they're using to switch bodies..."
"Damn, I guess you're right. Let's go," she replied, helping me up to
my feet. I felt a bit light headed, but figured I'd just have to deal
with it under the circumstance. About half way to the house, I threw up
in the sewers. Not a pretty sight.
When we reached the house, we looked inside the window for any sign of
who was or wasn't there. In Tom's window we saw the twins walking
trying to get out the door. They must have been Sam and Tom locked in
the room.
After looking around, it seemed the only one in was whoever was in Mrs.
Taylor's body. The other three were probably looking for us on foot.
Since Mrs. Taylor seemed to be relaxing on the bed in Tom's Grandma's
room, we decided to try to make our break inside.
The two of us got inside and quickly grabbed some clothes to change
into. Unfortunately the only thing Stephanie had brought was skirts, so
I found myself in a black ankle length and blue T-shirt. I finished the
outfit with some tennis shoes and her jacket. Mrs. Taylor got a pair of
jeans, a red T-shirt, a sweater, and a pair of shoes.
Suddenly, we heard some people coming in through the front door. It
sounded like the kids in our bodies. The two of us quickly escaped
through the back door.
"What should we do now?" I asked Mrs. Taylor.
"Let's go around to the bedroom window and try to listen in on the
kids."
"Alright"
Outside the window, we saw the kids walk in on whoever was sleeping in
Mrs.Taylor's body.
"Hey, Robin, wake up," said the one in my body.
"Ugh, what is it Steph? Did you find them?" she asked.
"Nope, we have no clue where they are."
"Well, now what are we going to do? We can't switch you two back
without your bodies," the kid in Sam's body complained.
"Shut up Timmy and let me think," Robin replied.
"We could file a missing persons report," the kid in Tom's body, Billy
probably, suggested.
"And say what? We stole their bodies so they ran away. Even if they
didn't believe them it wouldn't exactly reflect well on us when we got
back to normal," Robin replied.
"I'll be right back guys," Timmy said.
"Where are you going?" asked Stephanie.
"The bathroom."
"Oh."
Suddenly I felt somebody grabbing my leg. It was Timmy. He must have
seen us through the window and snuck around to catch us. He immediately
bunched me and Mrs. Taylor together and layed down on us to prevent us
from moving. Sam's body weighed about 300 lbs., so it was effective at
that. Unfortunately under his weight I felt one of my ribs crack and
cried out in pain.
My cry got the attention of those in the room and they immediately ran
around to assist Timmy. The four of them carried Mrs. Taylor and me
back to Tom's bedroom, where they threw us, literally, back into it.
The collision caused my rib, which was just cracked before hand, to
break.
"Jason! Are you okay!?" Mrs. Taylor asked me. I couldn't formulate a
response, I was to busy trying to suppress crying from the pain.
"Damn, where have you guys been?" asked one of the twins.
"We got away from them last night. They caught us listening in on them
outside," Mrs. Taylor explained.
"Do you guys have any idea what's going on here?" asked the other twin.
"No," she replied, and then diverted her attention back to me, "here,
Jason, let me see your chest."
Mrs. Taylor lifted up my T-shirt to reveal my badly swollen rib. She
felt it, and I immediately let out another shriek of pain. Breathing
hurt.
"Damn, I think it's broken," Mrs. Taylor said.
"I think so too," I gasped, tears starting to roll down my cheeks. The
pain was just getting to be too much.
"Okay, we need a plan to get out of here," Mrs. Taylor said. She, Sam,
and Tom began discussing the situation. I wasn't really into it, as I
was sick and in a lot of pain and trying to bear it all.
After a little while, the foursome all entered the room. They looked
like they were pretty peeved off, not that any of us really cared at
the moment.
"Damn it kids, what the hell do you think you're doing here!?" Mrs.
Taylor screamed at them.
"Shut up and listen!" Robin said slapping Mrs. Taylor across the face.
Mrs. Taylor was too shocked to respond.
"Now here's what's going on. We took your bodies because we feel like
we don't get enough respect around here. You're always treating us like
little kids, so we made you guys the little kids!" Robin explained.
"Damn it, our parents are going to worry about us when we don't come
home," Sam shouted at them.
"That's why you're going to go home. We'll just be in your bodies at
the time," Timmy responded.
"And how do you expect to pass off for being us! You don't know
anything about our home lives!" Sam pointed out.
"Actually we do. We know everything you know!" Stephanie stated.
"How!?" Tom asked.
"This," Robin said, rolling up the sleeve of her long sleeved shirt to
reveal a panel that was attached to a sort of wristband thing.
"What the hell is that thing?" Mrs. Taylor asked.
"It's something we found a while ago in the back yard," Robin
explained, "It allows us to switch bodies, to copy knowledge, to delete
knowledge, even to change personalities."
"Damn it, drop your games. Switch us back, now!" I shrieked at them,
gasping in pain.
"No! We're going to leave you in those bodies so you can learn just
what it's like to be treated like little kids!" Billy said with a smirk
on his face.
With that Mrs. Taylor had heard enough. She went to attack Robin and
for a moment had them off guard. She almost had the wristband when
Stephanie and Timmy lifted and threw Mrs. Taylor off.
"Brave little girl, huh!?" Robin shrieked sadistically, "Well then,
let's change that shall we."
Robin pushed a few buttons on the wristband and aimed it at Mrs.
Taylor. I could tell by the buzzing sound it was making it was about to
activate. I decided in that moment that in my current physical state I
was useless to everybody, so I decided what I had to do. I leaped as
fast as I could over Mrs. Taylor just in time to intercept a beam that
came from the device.
My mind went blank for what felt like an eternity before plummeting to
earth, my rib hurting even more than before. This time however I didn't
have the facilities to hold back tears, I started crying, holding back
just enough so the sobs were hardly audible.
"Damn stupid bitch!" Robin screamed, running up and kicking me in the
stomach. The sobs were louder now, and as I looked up so see the
spiteful look on Robin's face, all I could manage myself to do was roll
up in the fetal position and shake uncontrollably in fear.
"The thing needs to recharge," Robin told the others, "Let's leave the
kids with their little baby there for the moment."
With that, the four of them left the room. Once they were gone, Mrs.
Taylor, Sam, and Tom all ran to my side.
"Jason, are you alright?" Mrs. Taylor asked, as she put her hand on my
shoulder trying to calm me.
I couldn't formulate any words. I still felt the fear generated by
Robin's glare and the pain was excruciating. All that along with being
sick essentially disabled me.
"Damn, what did they do to her?" Sam asked.
"She said something about making her less brave and little baby. Maybe
they made more afraid of stuff or something like that." Tom suggested.
"Damn it when I get back to normal..." Mrs. Taylor grumbled under her
breath.
Sam walked over to and checked the door, and found that it was
unlocked. They must have forgotten to relock it when they left.
"C'mon guys, let's bale," Sam exclaimed.
"I don't think we can get Jason out of here," Mrs. Taylor objected.
"Damn, you're probably right," Tom agreed.
"Go," I got out between sobs.
"What?" Mrs. Taylor asked, not quite hearing me.
"I said go, I'm *sniff* no use to you guys," I tried to explain.
"We're not going to leave you behind!" Sam nearly shouted.
"You *sniff* have to. The sooner you get that thing back, the b-b-
better for me and you guys, so *sniff* just go already!" I urged.
"Are you sure you'll be alright?" asked Mrs. Taylor.
"GO!" I shrieked at them, worried the others would come back before
they got away.
With that the three of them fled the room, leaving me in the corner. I
struggled to my feet, an extremely painful task, and closed and locked
the door. I also closed the blinds. I figured that would delay them
knowing the others had gone.
After that, I laid down on Tom's bed and let myself cry for a while. I
was sick, injured, and scared witless. The ray or whatever it was had
definitely made me feel like the little girl I was. I felt the
sensation that I wanted my mommy to make it all better. My mother had
been dead for seven years.
I remembered an old stuffed bear from Tom's infancy that he had in his
closet. I grabbed it and held onto it in his bed. Somehow that made me
feel better. I suppose kids often feel comfort in odd objects, and this
was just the kid in me coming out.
After a while, they tried to open the door and found it was locked.
"Open up you stupid brats!" I heard Robin yell. I stayed quiet.
"I said open up!" she screamed again. I held tighter onto the bear.
"Alright, fine, you have to come out to eat eventually!" She screamed
one last time, storming off. I guess by the way she acted that she
didn't suspect that the others were gone.
I spent the rest of that night, laying in bed, clinging to the teddy
bear. I couldn't sleep, I was too afraid. I could only wait.
With the next morning both Robin and Billy tried to open the door. When
they found it was still locked. They screamed for me to open up, but I
just hid under the covers, clinging to the bear, and shaking in
combined fear and pain.
Before long they were trying to break the door open. I heard it
cracking as Billy slammed his shoulder into it. It didn't take long for
the door to give in.
"Where are they!" Robin screamed.
"There's one here!" Billy said, tearing the covers from over me.
"Okay you little brat," Robin said, grabbing me and pinning me to the
wall, "you're going to tell me where they are!"
I stayed quiet.
"Okay, I see how you want it to be," she said as she rolled up her
sleeve to reveal the device.
"Now, you're going to tell me what I want to know, or Billy and me are
going to have some fun with you."
I brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs. I
was incredibly afraid, but I wasn't going to give in.
"Okay, fine. Billy, go find Timmy and Stephanie and start looking for
the others. I need to do a little reprogramming here," Robin ordered.
Billy ran from the room, probably to go through with her instructions.
"You know, you're masculinity must be taking a real beating from being
such a scared little girl," Robin commented, "let me fix that for you."
She hit some buttons on the panel and shot me with the laser. I got
that moment of mental failure, and then came back to. Everything was
somehow, different.
"Aww, isn't that cute, you really are a little girl up there now. But I
don't think I'm done yet. That is, unless you have something you want
to tell me..."
"N-no," I told her, my voice still shaking. Somehow, my voice sounded
different, higher. I realized that I had released my legs and my knees
were still together, naturally. It was a position I'd have never sat in
before. I was still clasping the teddy bear over my chest.
"Okay, fine. Obviously I'm not going to get anything out of you, who
knows, maybe that's because you're too shy to talk. Well, let's amplify
that feature," she said.
She repeated the process again and again I experienced that blank
moment. I felt different, and knew that now I must be very shy.
"Well, the power's out for now, so I'll get back to you..." Robin
started. When she got that far, however, Mrs. Taylor, Sam, and Tom
burst into the room and jumped Robin. Mrs. Taylor was able to strip the
device from Robin's wrist and the three were able to tie her up with
some rope they must have brought.
"Jason, are you okay?" Mrs. Taylor asked me, sitting down next to me
and putting her arms around me.
"Uh huh," I replied between stifled sobs.
"We're sorry to make you go through that. We had to wait till that
thing was out of power before jumping her so that she couldn't use it
for anything to stop us. We'll get you back to normal as fast as we
can," she explained.
"Okay," I replied, happy that it was over, but still very hurt and
shaken up.
After a certain amount of power was returned to the device, Mrs. Taylor
was tied up willingly and Tom was able to switch her back to her right
body. When Timmy walked in to report no success, Mrs. Taylor was able
to lure them into an ambush where he was quickly switched back with Sam
and tied up with Robin.
While fiddling around with the devise, they discovered what was
probably the source of the malaise Robin and the rest of kids had been
feeling. There was a sort of default settings command, return the
target to normal such as it were, and they tried using it on Robin and
Timmy. They found that the traits the kids had associated with
adulthood, cursing, bossiness, ect, had all been amplified through the
roof. When returned to normal, both Robin and Timmy apologized
profusely for what they'd done.
Right when they were going to return me to normal, Billy got home. They
decided I could wait and decided to take care of Billy then and there.
Unfortunately it didn't go as smoothly last time. After the surprise
switch, he made a lunge for the device. He wasn't stopped fast enough,
and he succeeded in loosening the wristband before it was pulled away.
Unfortunately, the sudden movement of the wrist caused it to fly
against the wall and shatter.
"Crap!" Tom shouted.
"Oh my God!" Mrs. Taylor shrieked.
After trying to piece the thing back together, they found it was
impossible. They wondered what they would do when Stephanie returned,
or what they would do with me in that regards. I was stuck, in the body
of a shy skittish little girl.
As for Stephanie, she never returned. She had apparently seen what had
happened to Timmy, and decided she didn't want to go back. She left a
note saying that she had fled in my body and would never come back.
None of us ever heard from her again.
I didn't take the news well at all. I was devastated. I was condemned
to live out the rest of my like as Stephanie Taylor, the nine year old
sister of the guy who had once been my best friend.
To be continued...
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