The Viral Point Of Refection. Part 1 of 2.
Warning : Contains Descriptions of Gore, and Adult Content.
Everyone has had an event happen in their life, where they wish they could go back change what they said or did in that pivotal moment. It could be small, like a phrase uttered in anger to a loved one that they wish they could take back. Or it could be a bigger choice, like going back and investing in land, or Bitcoin, instead of Hawk Tuah Girls meme coin $Hawk. Either way, they are choices that were made, that were later heavily regretted. The focus of today's story Danny, lets just say that he had a whole life that was just unavoidably filled with them.
Danny was a very average 32 year old guy, he lived in the town he was raised in, and lived in a very average house. He had an average job, where he worked his ass off making an average amount of money. He drove an average car, and medium sized dog. There was one thing in his life that was not average though, you see Danny lived with his really hot girlfriend, whom he had been with since they were in high school. When they first started dating, Amy was very average, much like him. Then in their early twenties, it was like Amy naturally began to transform into a babe, while Danny remained an average guy. They seemed to be the only two people who didn't notice the physical imbalance, and the looks it got them in public.
They weren't married, but they may as well have been. They both worked at the same place, he was a mechanic at his uncle's shop, and she was the secretary there. They both woke up together, ate breakfast together, and rode to work together. After they had spent nearly every day of the last 12 years together, she got a wild hair occasionally and decided that a spontaneous “girls night out” was much needed. Now to be clear, this was good news as a whole, but Danny was not thrilled about it. The reason why, was her wingman and BFF, otherwise known as Katherine, everyone calls her Kat. She is the friend that is perpetually single, but always with a guy. Let's just say that Danny wasn't fond of her, but Amy worked hard and put up with a lot of his shit, so he was not going to object. At least not directly to her, instead he would just vent to one of his friends later. Plus, Danny wanted to hit the woods for a night, and he knew that this was his chance.
Well folks, let's just say that Danny had that chance, and they had their recreational time, and for both of them, it came to one of those inflection points. This is where our story really starts to get really interesting, but before we jump right into it, let's take a quick look at some more of the relevant context.
Danny was not a jealous guy, and he certainly was not some type of control freak. He just felt uneasy about this weekend. The first issue that Danny had with Amy going out with her friends, had nothing to do with Amy and everything to do with her friends. More specifically, just the one friend, her best friend Kat. She had a tendency to cheat on every guy she dated, and also had no problem trying to get Amy to hook up with the friends of these random guys that she was meeting in clubs. She was also big into the online hookup apps. Luckily Danny had every bit of trust in Amy, and in knowing that she would not go through with any of it. The second issue that Danny had, was that he was now going to have to find someone to go camping with, when Amy and Kat went dancing.
He had the whole night, and at least until noon on Saturday to camp and relax. When those ladies went out, it usually meant that Friday night they were going to dance their asses off, while drinking at some night club. Because the clubs were in the city and over an hour away, they usually got a hotel room right by the club. So this wasn't just a few hours, he wouldn't see Amy again until Saturday afternoon, when they had woken up and chased their hangovers with mimosas for brunch. Then made their way back out of the city once they had properly gained enough sobriety to drive back. The one bit if credit he gave to Kat, was that as irresponsible as she was with letting strange men use her body, she wouldn't drink and drive.
He probably should take the time to go hang out with his buddies also. Maybe it would be a good night to go camping. Danny loved to camp, but he had not gone in almost a year. The shop has been growing, and he was one of only three mechanics that worked there, and he was recently put in charge of opening it every morning. He had been too busy to do anything. This trip was needed and he knew that, but he still had an odd feeling about it, one that he just couldn't wrap his head around. .
Wait, stop.. as the narrator, I insist that we have had enough of the Intro for context, and a bit much went into the prologue. This story is fucked up, and it's just about the right time to jump into it. So, that being said, I have to warn you all that reading beyond this point may cause anxiety, nausea, and possibly fainting. Have fun.
The Weekend Arrives.
It's Friday afternoon, and the shop is winding down. All the mechanics are finding a breaking point in the projects that they are currently working on. Danny is almost finished with his starter replacement on the dump truck he's been repairing, and he's simultaneously running through a mental checklist with the camping gear he packed. He began putting in the last bolt on the starter, and just as he was he heard the music from the shop radio break into an alert of some type. That annoying buzzing sound came across the speakers, followed by a robotic voice with the details of a “silver alert” warning. It said that some 80 + year old lady, had apparently driven off in her daughter's car. They said that she was last seen in Brevard county, heading west towards the ramp for I-95. That was over an hour east of where Danny currently was. In a retirement state like Florida, this was fairly common. He finished putting in the bolt, and began to roll out from under the truck. The music kicked back in right at the end of the song Baby Got Back, and Danny was still on his creeper reaching back under the truck to grab a few more tools. When he finally reached them, and slid them out, he turned around and looked up. That is when he realized that some woman was standing in front of the truck. One of her legs was on each side of his creeper, and she was standing directly over his face. The fact that she was wearing a skirt, and absolutely no underwear at all wasn't shocking, once he recognized who's cooter it was. Kat had done things like this on more than one occasion. The other thing that made Danny cringe about Kat, was that she flirted with him in very extreme ways. Kat’s voice confirmed what Danny had suspected upon sight. “Danny check my fluids please.” It was her without a doubt, but the next voice he heard made him jump. Amy said “Tell her you don't service high milage equipment.” Danny's creeper shot out from between her legs, and he was standing upright within a second. He spun around, and found Amy standing right beside the vehicle. He didn't see her feet behind the tire. Danny’s mind went into hyper drive trying to analyze the last minute, was he just laying there staring at Kat’s kitty? As a person he didn't find her attractive at all, but physically she was definitely not ugly.
Umm, “she did it” he said, while quite visibly blushing. As he said it, he just pointed at Kat. Amy burst out laughing, but Kat looked at him and it was obvious by the look on her face that she was realizing something. For the first time ever, she made Danny blush hard. Normally he just acted like nothing happened, but this time he was visibly shaken. Then as Amy was finishing laughing at her boyfriend's bashful reaction, Kat looked down and noticed that Danny had a visible erection, and Kat also got visibly nervous, and began to blush.
Danny snatched up his creeper, and held it in front of him. Luckily Amy hadn't yet noticed his primal reaction to Kat’s overly flirty playing. Danny had to break the awkwardness of the moment. Um, let me clean up, and lock up the shop, and I'll meet you ladies back at the house. He walked around the corner into the tool room, and set the creeper down. Then he adjusted himself to hide the raging boner that he was currently sporting. Maybe he needed this camping trip more than he realized. There was clearly something wrong, and he knew it now. If he just saw Kat’s beaver, and reacted this way knowing what he does about her, he clearly needs the fresh air. He was heading back out the door of the tool room, when he looked up and saw Amy and Kat walking out of the garage. She hadn't even said good bye. Something was off.
The Sudden Shift In Reality :
Danny closed up the shop with the constant nagging feeling that he missed or forgot something. He couldn't put his finger on it, but figure he would remember when he got back to the house. He rolled the garage bay doors down and kicked the locks at the bottom of each one. He looked around the shop one last time as he headed for the door into the office. The lights and fans were off, the tools were all put away. He left through the office door, and locked the deadbolt. His hand sat there for a moment with the key still in the lock, his thumb and forefinger were gripping the key so hard he knew it would leave an imprint on his finger. His tension and frustration were not going to help him figure out exactly what he was missing. Hell, for all he knew his blood sugar could be off, and this could all be a figment of his imagination. After all he didn't eat hardly any of his lunch today.
He shook off the feeling the best that he could, and jumped into his little Mazda 3 hatchback. When he started it, the radio began blaring the song “People are Strange” by the Doors. How appropriate he thought, and the image of Kat standing over him came flooding back. There was something strange about what she said, that he couldn't get out of his head. “Danny check my fluids please” was literally one of the first things Amy said when she found out Danny was going to be a mechanic. It was about 5 years ago. They were laying in a tent on one of his regular Yule camping trips, and he was telling her how his uncle offered him a job in the shop. Both of them were zipped up in a big sleeping bag, when she crawled out, and stood over his head. That's when she said it, and there was just something eerily familiar about it. The rest of the ride home, his mind was trying to hash out a logical explanation, maybe Amy told her. Or maybe it was just an odd coincidence.
He thought when he pulled up at home, he would feel more comfortable, and it would settle his mind. It did for about 15 seconds. As soon as he walked in, he saw Kat in the kitchen. She appeared to be packing containers of food, she had 3 of Amy’s storage containers laid out. She yelled down the hallway towards the bedroom, just let me finish packing him some descent food, and I'll be right there to show you where they are. Then she snapped the lid onto the container that she was was currently packing, she turned and walked out of the kitchen. She must not have seen him come in the house. This was going to be interesting Danny though as he stealthily stepped in and made his way into the kitchen and up to the edge of the hallway. He heard Kat tell Amy, my makeup is in the second drawer, and my tops are in the other dresser.
He was frozen in confusion, when had Kat moved any of her stuff into their house? Sure Kat came over all the time, but in the decade they had been friends, she had only stayed over night a hand full of times. Most of those had happened after parties the girls had hosted. He heard Kat say, I have to finish packing his food before he gets here. Do you have everything you need to get ready. Yeah bitch, go do your thing, he heard Amy reply. Danny jogged back to the door, and closed it rather loudly, just as Kat was walking into the kitchen. He turned and saw her, oh hey, is Amy back getting ready? Uhh Yeah, Kat said, and she slowly stepped towards the refrigerator.
Danny walked down the hallway, and was listening to see if Kat was following him. She stayed in the kitchen. Hey Amy, I'm Home.. he said as he came through the bedroom door. She was holding up a blue tank top in front of her in the mirror, and she had on a grey one. She snapped around a bit surprised, and stumbled over her question. Umm, uhh, which one? The grey one Danny replied. He watched her compare them in the mirror again, then she stripped off the blue top, and slid on the grey one. Danny waked into their bathroom, and turned on the shower. He was more confused and freaked out now, than when he was at the shop. The level of strangeness was so high, he was afraid they would have him committed to an asylum if he started asking them about it. Was he supposed to just come out and ask them if they had changed places or something. Like seriously, what if it was just his imagination. He showered and dried off in record time, without really noticing what he had done. What happened next shook him to his core.
He opened the bathroom door that led into his room, honestly he didn't even remember closing it. When he did, Amy was sitting there on the edge of their bed staring at him. He knew that lusty look, he had seen it many times before. Maybe his mind was playing tricks on him before, because this felt like his Amy. She looked at him and whispered, we have about 5 minutes for a quicky. He looked up to see if the bedroom door was locked, and she had already done it. Before he could step forward, or do anything else really, she fell forward to her knees and yanked off his towel. When she grabbed him, and pulled him forward into her mouth, he instantly knew that this was not Amy. But.. at the same time, it was. And even if he wanted to stop her, how was he supposed to go about it? Should he say, hey are you really Kat in an Amy suit? Maybe he was just losing his mind, and none of this was really happening. Maybe the SUV he was working on earlier today fell on him, and he's in some twisted version of a purgatory. About 2 minutes into whatever was happening, Danny was being painfully aroused by her teeth gently scraping him, when Kat knocked on the door. “Hey girl, are you almost ready,” she asked through the door. Danny said, she's just brushing her teeth, just give her a second. The Amy that was in the room with him giggled, then went back to work. He couldn't explain what she did over the next thirty seconds, with an entire college thesis. But, needless to say, he finished rather rapidly.
There was a slim chance he figured that this really was Amy, about 2 minutes ago. Now he knows for certain that it was Kat. She spit the mess between his feet, reached up and patted him on the sack, and said “have a nice camping trip tough guy.” Amy would have never called him tough guy. His heart skipped a beat when she looked up and winked at him. Again, this was another thing Amy never did. It was almost like Kat was trying to let him know that there was something strange was going on. Then she just jumped up and ran out of the room. Literally ran.
He was standing there in a dumbfounded state. Danny was stuck wondering if he should skip his camping trip, then go spy on them and try to find out what the hell was really going on. There was one thought that just wouldn't let him do it. What if they saw him, and it was all in his head. He needed to go out into the woods, clear his head and think on this one.
He threw his pants on, and went into the kitchen, he discovered that they had left rather quickly. No goodbye, no see ya later no nothing. Just a stack of containers full of food, with a note that said “don't eat only hotdogs and marshmallows the whole camping trip.” That was not like Amy, or Kat. Both of them had a history of long winded goodbyes. Normally Amy would have made sure to tell him, this one is for tonight, it's the most likely to spoil. The next one is for breakfast, etc etc.. he got none of it. The normal mother henning, she was a bit heavy with, but he didn't hate it. What really let him know without a doubt something strange was happening, was her leaving, without giving him a kiss goodbye. What the fuck just happened, no scratch that.. What the fuck is still happening? Holy shit, he thought Amy is probably pissed at Kat, she has to know what just happened. Wow..
Something Special, I Think..
Danny was gripping his steering wheel, the window was open, and he was flying towards the campground. His medium length hair was still wet, and flapping in the wind. He tried to convince himself that he was going to the campground, and he was going to sleep in the fresh air. Then when he woke up in the morning everything would be normal, and not at all weird.
The ride out there seemed almost endless. He was almost at the campground, and his phone rang. When it did, it snapped him out of his constantly derailing thought train. It was Amy. He picked up on the second ring, and said hello. Hey babe, send me a pin with your location once you get to the campground. His heart sank and skipped a beat or two, when he heard her next words. The club looks kind of dead, so if it stays this way, we are going to come camp with you… it was like Danny got stuck on stupid mode for a few seconds, and he started to stutter. Oh ahh, buu.. then he panicked, made a series of fake static noises and hung up. Sorry no signal he chuckled to himself. At the same time, he knew he had to shoot her his location. He looked to his left, saw the sign for the campground, and swerved. He had almost passed it.
The car came skidding to a stop at the gate. Danny got out and looked behind his car at the skid marks in the road he just left. He turned back towards the front of the vehicle, and saw the steel gate 3 inches in front of his car. Finally, he was here. He searched his phone for the combination for the gate lock, he had saved a screenshot of it. It was t that easy though, it couldn't be. Danny fished around on the chain for the correct lock, the way it was set up, anyone who could unlock one of the 6 -7 locks could get through the gate. He fumbled around the chain and the pole until he found the combination lock. He got it opened, then pulled his car inside, then he got back out and walked behind his car to close and locked the gate. These camp grounds were down a long private road, one that also had a few ranches and one big farm all in a row on one side, then about 3 miles past the last cattle farm, it ended right at a campground. He was happier than a pig in shit when he made it down there and found out that he was the only camper. It really would have sucked if there was a bunch of drunken screaming frat kids, or some other type of really weird people.
Danny parked his car at the far back corner of the rectangular camp area. When he got out and looked around at the dimming daylight over the lake, he felt just a touch of normalcy. Then his damned phone dinged. He sighed.. he already knew it was a location reminder from Amy. He hesitated, but when he finally looked down, he saw that she had gone a step beyond that. It was just a question mark, and a map with her live location. He clicked on it, and sent her his. At the same time he prayed out loud, “Please gods, do not let them come out here tonight.” Then he silenced his phone, and slid it into his pocket. It was time to set up the tent, and get a fire going.
Danny slung open his back door, and began pulling out his gear. Tent check, sleeping bag check, cooler with meat (hot dogs) check. It's time to forget the last half of the day. Once he began, he set up the tent in no time. He mammered in the last stake, and tossed in the sleeping bag, and his backpack. Then he turned his attention to the fire ring. He realized in that moment that he forgot his machete, and his hatchet. That was only a minor inconvenience, not something that would ruin his trip. Fuck it, he thought, I still have my pocket knife. Honestly, forgetting that stuff wouldn't stop him from starting a fire, it just delayed it by 10 to 15 minutes at most. He gathered an armful of dry palm fronds, and some dry grassy brush, and carried it back to the old fire ring and dropped it in the middle. Then he looked around at the trees, specifically for dried dead branches that had fallen down below them. He spotted a medium sized oak with a few dead branches below it. It was at least enough stuff for him to burn for the next few hours. He grabbed the 2 biggest ones by the frayed and broken ends, and dragged them out of the tall grass towards the fire ring. When he was a few feet away, he dropped them and began breaking off handfuls of the smaller dried twigs and branches. Once he had a suitable amount, Danny set them on top of the dried palm, and scrub grasses. Finally he broke off a few of the bigger branches and set them on top, in the fashion of a teepee. When he struck his lighter under the grass, the fire grew pretty quickly. It was dry enough that he didn't have to coax it. The grasses and fronds were perfect, he saw that they burned long enough to get some of the twigs lit, and he went over to break up the rest of the wood for later. This was exactly the type of mundane thing he needed to clear his head, or at the very least to simply distract himself.
The smell of the campfire was like a real combination of nostalgia, and enjoying the current moment. The sound of it crackling as it grew, and the larger pieces started to burn was also kind of soothing. With the sun behind the horizon on one side of the sky to his right, and the star sprinkled side of encroaching darkness to his left, it felt and looked almost surreal. That is when Danny finally just stopped and took a deep breath. He soaked it all in. The surface of the lake was gently rippled from the breeze, and the sky on the other side of it was turning a bright shade of orange and pink. The sun had set just far enough that he couldn't see it behind the trees at the other end of the lake. It's light was just breaking out from behind them, and beaming over the few colorful clouds on the horizon in a few big beams of light. These are moments that present us with a scenery that looks like huge deliberate brush strokes in a masterful painting. The more he took it in, the more he realized it looked like a painting he had once seen in a museum with his grandmother. It was one with the view of the neon sky at sunset, and the reflection of it on a lake, although in the painting, the lake was smoother. Danny figured that in his mind, this moment was also going to last forever.
This crazy day was nearly over, but the night was just beginning. Danny decided to look in the food containers that he saw Kat / Amy in the kitchen packing for his trip. The first one was some of the lasagna that they had last night for dinner. That whole container went in the fire. “No thanks” he said out loud. He laughed, and grabbed the next one, what's behind door number 2? He popped it open, and i.t had a big piece of a cheddar cheese block wrapped in cellophane, plus a half of a summer sausage. He put the lid back on that one and tossed it in the cooler for later. When he opened the third one, and saw what was inside, his heart skipped a beat.
Danny pulled the napkin out of the container, and some of the celery inside was wrapped up in it. The little logs of celery hit the ground and made no sound as they hit the soft sand between his feet. His eyes were fixed in the note she scribbled on the napkin. Don't go to sleep. To most people that would seem odd, and Danny and Amy are far from normal. But it let Danny know that something was not okay with Amy. One time a few years ago, she had bumped her head when she fell off her bike. Long story short, Amy got a concussion and had to stay in the hospital overnight for observation. Danny stayed in the room with her. She was afraid that she was going to fall asleep, so she looked up at Danny sitting in the chair next to her hospital bed and said, you must make sure I stay awake so, don't fall asleep. Since then it was their inside joke, a secret way to let him know to keep his eyes peeled. Well, he almost got a moment of peace. Fucking great…
Danny knew he had to keep his phone ringer on. He couldn't live with himself is something happened to them. Before he was hoping this would just go away, and he could forget about it. But now he was worried, and wanted some fucking answers. His phone signal was steadily bouncing between one bar, and no service.. there were no texts or missed calls yet. Danny turned the volume up, and set it on the hood of his car. He mad it back over to the fire pit, and tossed in a few more big sticks. He was thinking that he wished he knew they were up to, and where they went. Then he remembered that she sent him her live location. Danny snatched his phone off the hood, and clicked on the map. It took about ten seconds before it loaded enough info to show anything. Then the words at the bottom cought his attention. Amy is 7,518 miles away from your current location.
What the fuck is happening. It's showing her on an island in the South Atlantic, called Edinburgh of the Seven Seas. It's literally in the middle of nowhere. This has to be some type of glitch. Even on a private jet from Florida she would still be flying, and probably would have only made it about as far as the Bahamas, or the south Caribbean. He was zooming in to see what was on that island. That's when her location began going nuts. She went from being near a small town on the North side of that island, to an island a few miles west of there in a matter of 2 minutes. Then her location marker vanished, and it popped up again in South America. Danny was wondering if this was a glitch, or if his girlfriend really had some type of new super powers.
Her location jumped a few more times, from a few different points in south America, to a few in Mexico. Then it a few minutes later it popped up in Texas, and finally back in Florida. He was now fully focused on watching Amy’s location. While he was sitting there watching it ping pong all around Florida, he began to roast a hot dog over the fire. He set his phone on his knee, as he sat on a folding chair next to the warm fire. He was watching the glowing embers as the bright orange swirls of hear rolled around them, his hot dog was dangling a few inches over them just on the outskirts of the fire. He glanced back down, and saw that it showed her location was right at their house. He was tempted to call, but was still so weirded out, and didn't want to sound crazy. Even though he knew something outside of the realm of normal was going on, he was still hopeful that this was all some big confusing misunderstanding. One with a perfectly logical explanation.
Then Kat just appeared in front of him, just on the side of the fire. She held her arms out towards him, dropped Amy’s phone, and collapsed into a butt naked pile. He looked back down at his phone, and it showed her location was less than 5 feet away. He picked up the phone to check, and without a doubt it was Amy’s. There was blood on it, and the screen was cracked pretty badly. He looked at Kat and couldn't spot any blood, or obvious wounds. He grabbed her shoulders, Kat where is Amy? What the fuck is going on? Kat please wake up. Was this Kat, or was it Any in Kats body? Danny had so many questions. He took his shirt off, and tried to sit her up enough to get it on her. He struggled at first, he was trying to hold her upright by one wrist, while he slipped the shirt over her head. That failed miserable as her limp head was leaning back way too far for him to maneuver a shirt over. That's when he figured that if he sat behind her, he could manage this a bit easier. Once he got the shirt on her, she began to come back into a state of relative consciousness. Kat where is Amy, he asked as he patted her on the cheek. Her eyes gently fluttered open, and struggled to focus on Danny’s face in the flickering light of the camp fire.
Where is Amy? The obvious frustration was growing in his voice. She looked up at him, and a tear welled up in the corner of her eye. She started to say something, “I think we.. we..” but her voice broke, and she started to fully cry. In her weeping, he heard her manage the words “I'm Amy” between her sobs, and his fears were confirmed. Danny suddenly became acutely aware of his surroundings. The sound of the crickets, and crackle of the fire got louder until they became so intense, that they were almost aggravating him. The smell of the burning hotdog that he had dropped into the fire was growing more intense. He was surging with adrenaline, and his mind was starting a familiar state of racing that happened when he had anxiety attacks. He didn't move though, he just held his crying Amy in a Kat suit. She stifled the crying after a few minutes.
Danny, I don't even know where to begin in explaining all of this. She slowly stood up and wiped her eyes. When she was upright, she took a deep breath, and slowly let it out. “I think Kat might be gone, and my body along with her.” For about 10 seconds, Danny just sat there silently staring at her, his eyes were pinned wide open. She reached out her hand to help him get up. Come on, she said, let's head home and I will explain as much as I can on the ride. I need to get something from the house, something I will need if there is any hope of still finding her. “Who are you?” Danny asked her almost rhetorically. He knew she was Amy, the same Amy that he had lived since highschool, but she has clearly been keeping stuff from him.
He got up without accepting her help. Then he walked over and grabbed a jug of water from the cooler, and dumped it all over the campfire. It hissed and popped as it rapidly died, and the cloud of steam came billowing up around him. He considered packing up the tent, but when he noticed Kat / Amy getting into the car, he just grabbed his back pack, and the cooler. He tossed them both into the back seat and jumped in the driver's seat. When Danny started the car, and put it in drive he also turned off the radio. Okay now it's time for some clarity, tell me what happened, and don't leave out any details. No more fucking secrets Amy. She just nodded, and agreed. I'm sorry Danny.
The Unreal Reality.
This started a few months ago, Amy began to explain. Kat had a series of bad dates. She was trying to actually find a boyfriend, rather than another random hookup. She had been telling me over and over for the last few months that she was jealous of our relationship. She said that every guy that she had been meeting lately was so anxious to hookup and leave, that they never asked her real name. They just called her by her handle on the dating app, Playful_Day_Dreamer. There were 3 of them in a week. The last one, she said she actually asked him his name, and he asked her why. He asked her if she was some kind of creepy stalker, then he just left. No sex, no talking, nothing. He just came to the door, and when he came in, she asked him, and he just snapped and left. . . Danny interrupted her, wait a minute. Just stop for a second, how does her series of bad dates relate to this body swap? Amy just sighed, and said “it's relevant, just bear with me.” Danny was staring at Kats mouth moving, but Amy’s words and facial expressions. Danny snapped his eyes back to the road, and Amy continued. She and I had previously discussed some aspects of our love lives, and sex in general. When I told her about that one night that you started my favorite movie, and gave me head for the whole 2 hours I watched it, and Kat started crying. That's when she told me she had been contemplating suicide. She said that she has never had a person go down in her, ever. Obviously, that's not the only reason that she was thinking about it, but she went off that night and she told me about all the messed up things that most of these guys she met expected her to do.
The car was silent for just a few seconds, but considering what he just heard Danny resisted asking her to continue. He knew that she was trying to hash out the important parts, and had just gone through some serious craziness. He heard her take a long deep breath, and slowly let it out before she continued. What happened next was kind of a blur. Neither of us is sure of exactly what happened, but I blurted out something along the lines of “I wish that you could experience being with a man that actually loved you.” At the same time she said almost exactly the same thing. I know this sounds crazy, but the next thing we knew, we were in each other's bodies staring back at ourselves. We freaked out at first, we planned on going out that night, but we decided it was a bad idea. We joked and discussed a few possibilities, of how it happened. Maybe one of us had witches blood, and didn't realize it, or maybe our fairy god mothers did it. We even joked about you fucking her in my body. But when we fell asleep that night at her apartment, we must have switched back.
Danny got uncomfortable for a second. He began to think back at the last few months, and there were a few things that immediately hit him. Other than the rough BJ he got from Kat in Amy’s body a few hours prior, there was that time a few weeks ago he swore was odd. Amy had come out of the office into the shop, and told Danny to take a break, she said that she wanted to go get lunch together. That wasn't the odd part. She drove, and went passed all of the fast food places. Then she pulled off the road into some state park parking lot. She got out of the car and said let's have a picnic, then she set Danny down on the hood, and teased him for a few minutes. Then she stood him up, and sat on the hood, now it's your turn to eat. While he was going down on who he thought was Amy, she was pulling his hair, and burying his face in her. Danny just figure that Amy wanted to try out something new. In hindsight though, he's now sure that he screwed Kat a few times after that also.
Are you listening to me Danny, Amy snapped at him. Sorry, he told her, I'm just trying to process all of this. Okay, now pay attention she told him, this next part is even wilder. Over the next few weeks, I would be doing something normal, like sitting at my desk at work, or walking through our kitchen cleaning up after dinner, and suddenly I would be in Kats body. Every time it happened, she was literally in the middle of a random hookup. The first time, I was sitting at my desk, and the next thing I knew, I was literally gagging on a dick, with some guys hand gripping my hair. I freaked out and bit him. Not quite hard enough to draw blood, but enough that he pulled out and backed up instantly. I almost started screaming, then I looked around and realized I was on Kat’s kitchen floor. The guy was here neighbor, the biker that lived in the apartment straight across the hall. He got mad, he finished himself off on her kitchen throw rug and said “damn Kat, you know my wife is probably going to see those teeth marks.” He left, without saying another word. About 15 minutes later, I was myself again, but we were in a parking lot, and you were going down on me.
I knew then that Kat was triggering these body swaps, and she was hooking up with you and it was flipping back. I got pissed at her, when she figured it out also, and began doing it all the time. At some point within the first week or so, she had learned how to trigger it by herself. I would be in our bed laying with you one second, and the next thing I knew, I was in Kat’s bed, and had 2 fingers jammed in myself. Then somehow we weren't switching back instantly when you were done fucking her in my body. She figured out how to stay that way, how to stop the swapping back. Danny stopped her again. Wait, so how much of the last few months was spent with you, and how much of it have I spent with her? Amy looked at Danny through Kat’s big brown eyes, and said I haven't slept with you in over 2 months, if that's what you are asking.
Danny hit the brakes, and pulled off the road. His hands were both still gripping the steering wheel. We have had more sex in the last 2 months, than we did in the 2 years prior. Amy looked at him, and shook her head. No “we” have not, you and Kat have. She used my body to do it. Danny shrugged, you could have said something. How was I supposed to Danny, huh? Just imagine it, I tell you though Danny, I'm not really Kat, it's me Amy. Now fuck me instead. Think about it, how could I have possibly said, you have been fucking my best friend but she's been hijacking my body to trick and seduce you. Should I have? Could I have, no.. You would have had me committed to the nut house instantly.
Danny was just about to take his foot off the break, when he saw something outside of the car move. What's that, Danny pointed out of the passenger side window. As soon as Amy turned to see what it was, she screamed “Go, Go, Go !!” Danny started to hit the gas, and the passenger window imploded. A silver haired old lady was standing in the grass, as he sped off they heard her scream. “Amy, give me back my body you crazy biiiiitch.” Her screams faded off into the distance as the car picked up speed. What the fuck just happened Amy?
I was getting to that part, I swear. Amy was picking up the big rock the old lady hurled through the window out of her lap, it was about the size of a soft ball. She threw it out onto the side of the road. When it came crashing through the window, tiny squares of glass landed all in Amy’s lap. Danny noticed the blood on her legs even in the dark car. We need a first aid kit he said. Just get us home Danny, I have one there so please, hurry up. Fine, Danny said, just tell me who the hell that was.
The Twist.
When Kat and I went out earlier, I was still in her body when we left. I was pissed off, and confronting her about it while we were getting gas. I was getting loud, and kind of screamed at her. I said that I wanted my body back now. She said fine bitch, let me finish pumping, and then she giggled like it was some fucking joke. When she went to hang up the gas pump, some old lady popped out from around the side of the pump, and grabbed Kat by my hair, and slammed my head against the gas pump. Then they both just dropped, and about two seconds later Kat jumped up and ran off screaming something in a foreign language. Everybody at the gas station was staring at us by that point. The old lady got up slowly, and when she looked up at me she said “Amy, is that you?” My heart dropped, we both realized that crazy old woman had just run off in my body.
At that point, Kat began to panic. She was already realizing that she was stuck in this rickety old arthritic body, and she could hardly see. She also figured out pretty quickly that she couldn't switch back. She told me that she was trying. We flew back to the house, just to get out of public view and try to mentally sort out the situation. That's when Kat flipped out. We had just gotten inside, and Kat ran back to our bedroom to get something out of her big purse. The one she usually leaves here when we go out. It was some kind of necklace that she was gripping, the first time I saw it was when she had come out of the room with it in her hand. When she began to approach me with it, I didn't think anything at first. I just figured that it was some totem or trinket related to her new powers. Maybe she was going to try and use it to fix this fucked up situation.
It turns out that wasn't the case, she just wanted to steal her body back. At first she tried to convince me to put the necklace on. It instantly set off a red flag. I said fine, but not until we have my body back here. Instantly she just went berserk. She tried to jump on me and wrap the damned thing around my neck. Lucky for me the body that she is currently riding in, is weak and frail. But something else happened when I was fighting her off.
There necklace pendant that was in her hand fell, and it hit the ground and shattered. Then there was a bright flash, and the next thing I knew, I was standing in snow. About three seconds later, I was in a forest somewhere. I jumped places a few more times, then I somehow wound up with you. Right where I was standing next to the campfire. As she was finishing up telling him the story, Danny had just pulled onto their street. He only made it a few yards up the road, when he realized there was another huge problem. Their whole house was gone. Amy, what the fuck are you getting us wrapped up in. He pointed at the empty lot.
The lawn, and the driveway were still there, but the rest of it was gone. From the foundation, to the roof, the whole house had just vanished. He stopped in the road where the house once was, and he noticed the amount of blood on Amy's lap. He looked back up towards the yard, and noticed something. The stuff in the back yard was all still there. The bird bath, the gazebo, and the shed. Get to the shed, Danny said, we have a first aid kit back there. He pointed towards it, and Amy looked up at him and silently nodded in agreement.
Danny backed up a few feet, and pulled into the driveway. They got out, and Danny ran, but Amy slowly walked over the empty pad of dirt where there house once was. Her legs were spread in an awkward manner while she kind of waddled. Danny made it to the shed first, and opened the door. Then he went back and picked up Amy, he carried her through the doorway. The shed had solar panels on the roof, and a battery bank for lights and charging his power tools. Even without the house, they still had enough power and light for Danny to play doctor inside. As she was set down in the lit interior to the shed, he could now see the extent that her thighs and groin were covered in the sparkling glass shards, and tiny droplets of blood. It was bad.
Inside the shed Danny had a patio table, and a few chairs. He would sit there and work on the small engines he tinkered with, or whatever project he had taken on in his spare time. He wiped all of the parts and tools off the table, and then he picked up Amy and set her up on it. He turned and grabbed two of the chairs, and put them by the edge of the table. Then he put Amy’s feet up on the back of them like stirrups. He grabbed the first aid kit, and pulled out the tweezers, and the little bottle of peroxide. Then he pulled one of the other chairs up between her legs, and sat down to beging investigating the extent of her injuries.
Her left thigh on the inside, must have had about a dozen little cuts in a near perfect circle the size of the rock. He began to fish the shards glass from there first. When he finished that area, he poured a bit of peroxide on it. She flinched pretty hard when he did, so he blew on the spot to lessen the burn. Then he worked his way up her inner thigh, picking out more small pieces. Are you okay up there Amy? Yes I'm fine, just please get the glass off of my pussy Danny. Stop being shy about it, and hurry this shit hurts. When he moved his head to get some better light, he saw the tiny sparkling shards all over her labia, and the hood of her clit. He tried to be gentle getting them out, but it wasn't easy. Once he got that done, Amy reached down and spread her lips. The left side hurts, there has to be.. Danny groaned when he saw it. She was correct, it was the left side, and he saw why it hurt. She had one of the little cubes of glass completely embedded in the middle of her left labia. There was surprisingly little blood, but the way it was in her skin, it looked like the point of a sparkling red ruby peeking out of the skin. She saw the mortified look on his face, and had to lean forward to look and see for herself. Gimme some room she told Danny, and when he sat back she tucked her left leg behind her head.
Amy had both of her hands working down there, she grabbed her left labia, and stretched it out. She tried to hold it that way, and use her forefinger to poke the back of it where the pics of glass was. After the second fail, she asked Danny to help her do it. His face just instantly changed to a queazy shade of green. Please Danny, don't go to sleep. He took a deep breath, and nodded to tell her he was okay. She said on the count of three okay. One, she gripped her left labia tight with both sets of fingers. Two, she stretched it out as far as she could. Three, poke it Danny, poke it. He pressed on the back side of it, lightly at first, and could feel the sharp cube of glass shift. When he did, he could see it begin to bulge through the little hole on the other side. Amy shouted, Do it fast asshole ! Danny pressed in, and the piece of glass came out almost in slow motion. He saw the skin of her labia stretch around it until one of the corners popped out, then another one. Finally he saw a whole square blood covered glass face, as it glimmer in the light. Then the four sharp sides squeezed out, and it popped out of her skin. It bounced off of her inner thigh, leaving a little red perfect square, and landed in Danny's other hand. The whole event was exactly 4.5 seconds long, including her count down, but in Danny’s mind it was at least 2 whole minutes. Why does Kat’s Cooter do that, he asked Amy. It looks like a bat wing when you have it pull it out. Wait a second, Danny said, does yours do that also, can it stretch like that? Amy looked down at him and said “no comment.” Just think Danny, if we don't get my body back, this might just be my cooter for ever. He looked down at the piece of glass in his hand, then back up at the Labia where it came from.
As soon as he looked up, Amy let go of it, and the skin snapped most of the way back into place. Danny saw a small drop of blood build up and then it went running out of the tiny hole. Danny turned his head to vomit, but must have decided to faint instead. Amy watched the color fade from his face, right before he slid from the chair. His limp body hit the wooden shed floor, and shook the table she was sitting on. She just yelled.. Fuck ! They needed to keep moving, plus Amy needed some loose fitting pants like now. That's rather inconvenient now that the whole house was gone.
Pants, and a Cookie.
Danny began to groan as he slowly regained some semblance of consciousness. The first thing that he saw, was Kat standing over him without underwear again. What happened, Danny managed to ask. He was rubbing his head, and trying to prop himself up on his hands and knees, before he tried to stand. Just give it a second, and it will come back to you. He just gave her a blank look, clearly waiting for further explanation. Amy was standing a few feet from where his head was, but she had been peeking out the door to see if any neighbors had a clothes line. When he asked she spun around and faced him, clearly aggravated. Then she grabbed both sides of Kat’s pussy lips and spread them. “Darkwing Duck showed up, and you fucking fainted.” She could see the look of utter shock on his face at first, then it quickly morphed to a momentary look of dread, and then into sudden realization. He remembered. Dammit Amy, put that gnarly thing away.
Hey asshole, that “gnarly thing” might just be my new pussy. So you need to get a grip, because I need you to help me if we have any chance of getting my body back. The body that I have been working my whole life to keep in good shape, that some crazy old lady jumped into somehow, and ran off. Danny pulled himself to his feet, I’m sorry Amy, I really am. If there is anything I can do, you know that I will help. It's just that this situation, is not exactly one that I know how to handle. It's fine, Amy said, the first thing that I need is some pants. We will figure out the next step, after that. Easy enough, Danny said, let's go to Wal-Mart, or Dollar General and get you some joggers. She looked at him with a serious scornful expression. So, do you want me to sit and wait in the windowless car, with no pants on while you run inside. Okay Amy, I get the point. You wait here, I'm gonna go hit the dollar general. As he went to walk out of the shed, she grabbed him. What, I don't get a kiss goodbye?
When Danny made eye contact, he could see a tear welling up in the corner of her eyes. She was terrified, and up until this point Danny had not even considered how she had to be feeling. He grabbed her in a hug, and just held her for a second. He whispered “I love you” in her ear, and then gave her a kiss. When he did, he noticed that Kat’s lips were much more plump, and were softer than Amy’s. It felt oddly like cheating, even though it was still Amy. I'll be right back, he told her. Just lock the door.
As she stood there for a moment after Danny had walked out, Amy was suddenly hit with an image of the old lady in her body. She was walking down a dirt road, Amy noticed one thing that stood out. Her body was heading in the direction of the moon. The vision ended, and she could hear Danny’s car start up, then pull away. The dirt road did not look familiar to Amy in any way. She tried to focus her mind on remembering what she just saw. To see if any other details stood out. She closed her eyes, almost in a meditative manner, and tried to clear her head. Then almost like she turned on a TV, she had the image again. The old lady was chanting, or repeating something while she was walking. Amy focused on the sides of the road, looking for any details that might give her an idea of where this lady was heading. That's when she saw it. There, outlined on the dark horizon, was a water tower. It was on the left side of the dirt road, and the moon was straight ahead. Now, at least when Danny came back, she had something to work with. He was great at remembering landmarks, and with directions. So when she told him about the dirt road, the water tower, and the moon, he would almost certainly know where Amy’s body was heading.
While she waited for Danny to return with some pants, she figured that she may as well clean herself up, and try to get some of this blood off of her. She sat in the chair that Danny had slid out of, and propped one of her legs up on the table. She opened one of the gauze pads from the first aid kit, and poured some peroxide on it. She then began to wipe away the dried droplets, and feel around to see if there were still any remaining glass shards. Luckily she didn't find any, Danny had done a pretty good job. Once she got herself wiped up, she found herself just staring at Kat’s vagina. It was very different from hers, Amy had an inny. You couldn't see her labia, or the hood of her clit. Kat’s pussy however different it was, was also very pretty. Her tanned labia, were just barely visible between her plump slightly less tanned vulva. Poor Danny had to sit there and stare into it, a few minutes ago while he was picking out shards of splintered glass. He didn’t even flinch when he realized that he had to do it.
This has to be just as strange for him, as it is for me, she thought. Then just to see what it looked like, she grabbed Kat’s pussy lips and stretched them out again, like she had just done a few minutes prior, right in Danny’s face. She let her labia go, and they slowly went back to normal. Amy tried to picture what it must have looked like from his point of view, and she burst out laughing. That poor guy is going to have PTSD from Amy, and her playing with Kat’s elastic labia. She was relieved a few minutes later, when she heard Danny’s car pulling back up. She would finally have some pants, and could tell him about the dirt road, the water tower, and the moon.
To be continued….
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