"There he is mom! I've found him!" I heard the loud call of my 10-year-old cousin as she stepped off the train. She was as excited as she normally was to see me, running up and wrapping her arms around my waist into a hug. "Hi Alice, how are you doing?" I asked her patting her on the head.
"I'm great!" She chirped still squeezing me tightly. Behind, her mom, or my aunty Sharon, was just getting off the train carrying their three bags of luggage. It was my mom's best friend who she'd known since before I was born, though they were so close that she became my aunty.
"Hello!" She smiled pleasantly at me, however that was all I saw of her face as my eyes quickly darted down to her massive breasts which jiggled nicely as she dropped off the train and onto the platform. Not wanting to look like a perv though I dragged them back up to her face.
"Hi! Good journey?" I asked as politely as I could, giving her the kind and polite façade I always put on when family came over.
"Yes excellent." She replied dropping the bags and leaning in for a hug. I returned the hug feeling her soft breasts pressing like pillows against my chest and smelling the sweet flowery scent of her perfume. I probably held the hug for slightly too long, simply enjoying basking in the closeness of my body to hers, though I had to release as not to make things awkward.
"I'll get these." I said grabbing their luggage and leading them away.
As we walked the few hundred meters back to my families house me and my aunty discussed the normal things, how my school was going, and how football was. As we did I couldn't help but take sly glances at her large chest as it jiggled with every step. I'd been infatuated with it ever since I hit puberty. My aunties chest being practically the size of watermelons how could any teenage boy not be, I imagined that she was ogled to no end by the boys at the school which she taught. She taught year 7's which was about the year I would have been when I'd first started noticing her huge boobs.
In fact, I remember the day I became infatuated with them, my aunty had bent over to clean the kitchen table after a family meal and her low-cut top left a huge window in which I could see her huge bra clad boobs swaying majestically as she wiped. I didn't even know back then that 'Cleavage' was the word for what I was staring at, but boy did that dark chasm of delicious milky flesh arouse my interest. Since then my fascination in big breasts has only grown and with it the huge crush that I have on my aunty.
Though I had to say she wasn't exactly the best-looking woman I'd ever seen, though she was by no means ugly. Her face was average, at least for a 46-year-old woman, she had soft green eyes, a small but strong nose and a mouth that was constantly curled into a kind tender smile. Framing her face was her brown shoulder length hair which she always wore down, having never seen her with it tied up or back. She'd probably best be described as a knock off Jennifer Anniston, in her face at least, her body being way different. Below the neck was what I really liked about her because my aunty was curvy, really god damn curvy. She had those massive boobs hanging from her chest, but below them she had wide hips and ass that most women would kill for, it being round and large and ever so firm.
Her body was currently hugged nicely in the clothes she wore. Her huge globes being contained in a green sweater which, although being high cut and boring, accentuated the curves and sheer size of those huge mountainous peaks. As for her large bubble but, that was being hugged nicely within the confinements of her tight jeans, I dropped back slightly as we walked to get a better look at it, before swiftly catching back up. I wasn't sure whether my aunty knew she had a totally vulgar body, she dressed in a way that was totally respectable for a middle-aged woman but yet totally showed off her body at the same time. Whether she did or not, I didn't care, I was just happy to take in her body whenever I had the chance.
When we arrived at the house and she was greeted by my parent's I had one of these chances, whilst they were all distracted talking I gawked at her curvy body from behind. A shiver of excitement tingled down my spine, I couldn't wait to get my hands on it later.
You see I'd been passively staring at my Aunty for years now, but after so much gawping at her clothed curves I wanted to see more. In anticipation of her next visit I used the internet to search for ways that I could, though it was all spy camera's and peep holes all of which were way too risky. Then it was as if by magic whilst browsing YouTube, which I swore didn't have popups, that a mysterious advert appeared on my screen. "Possession Gun" the colorful ad said. I was about to click off when I glanced over and saw what it claimed to do. "Take control of anybody in your life. Whether it's a crush, a celebrity, a teacher, or even a complete stranger. They're all yours to play with for £14.99". Naturally with what it was promising I was intrigued, so I clicked on it and was taken to a website. Scrolling through there was a video of the 'Possession Gun' being used. I clicked on it and watched as a middle-aged man used the gun to shoot a girl walking down a street, when the bullet hit her she instantly froze.
The man then approached her frozen body before literally stepping inside of it, a second later the girl started moving again, she headed straight up to the camera giving the thumbs up and the video ended. It was surely just special effects, but as I scrolled through the website and watched the plenty more videos available I started to believe more and more that it was real. I mean each of them was of the same guy and one of them was even of him using it on Jennifer Lawrence! Whilst she walked her dogs he shot her with the gun and then quickly ran over and took over her body, then flashing a mischievous grin at the camera all the while her dogs barked manically. How could they get Jennifer Lawrence to act in that? This was the final straw and for £14.99 it was worth it, even if it was fake. So, I ordered one.
I was pretty surprised when, as promised, a day later the package arrived at the house. I signed for it then quickly sprinted back up to my room to unbox it. I ripped the box open and the next thing I was holding a weird looking metal gun in my hand. I read the instructions, "Simply aim and fire" It said. Reading on a bit further it turned out that it was a pay to use thing, it cost £10 per use and each use lasted 12, however the first use was FREE. That's all I needed, I wanted to test it but the only person in the house was my mom. "Ah fuck it." She was my only choice so I headed down to the living room where she was watching TV, peaking around the door slightly before shooting her. I watched as she suddenly stopped moving, had it worked? I slowly made my way into the room, she didn't move or say anything, I waved my hand in front of her face, her gaze didn't move. The first part worked! Now how about the second? I remembered the videos on the website and decided I just needed to literally go into her.
So I turned around and sat down, I fully expected to land on my mom's body but instead I phased right through it instead landing on the couch. Excited at this I quickly laid down fully and then for a brief second everything went black. When I reopened my eyes I knew something was different, I sat up, feeling the extra weight on my chest. "It fucking works!" I exclaimed hearing my mom's voice leave my lips. Quickly getting up I ran over to a mirror and was greeted by my mom staring back at me. "I'm controlling mom!" I said grinning, watching as her reflection had the same grin in the mirror. The gun I'd bought was totally legit. I spent the rest of the day playing video games as my mom, even after my dad got home from work no one could tell me to stop because I was in charge. When I was ejected from her body at 11pm after 12 hours as her I discovered as she made me a hot chocolate that she was non-the wiser that I'd been in her body.
