Day 5
Sean dreamed about Kristen. She was still crying, dressed in her lingerie. Still in Shannon's body, he comforted her, one thing led to another, and they were making out. Kristen sucked on his tits and caressed his ass, murmuring, "I wish you had a dick."
The dream Sean bent her over the bed and growled, "I do!" Sean's penis had appeared on Shannon's body, and he sank it to the hilt into Kristen's pussy from behind. The feeling was familiar but the view past his heaving breasts astonishing, and he and Kristen both cried out... Sean woke up, heart pounding and panties wet. He was still Shannon. Fuck. What a weird dream.
Shannon had woken up even earlier, groaning at the feel of her penis pressing into the mattress. When would this end? She had to get out and do something to get her mind off the dick in her pants. She threw on a t-shirt and headed out for a long, fast run after laying out clothes for Sean on the bed.
Sean cheered up a bit at finding himself alone when he stepped from the shower. He found a skimpy black lace ensemble in Shannon's lingerie drawer and slowly put them on. He posed in front of the mirror, turning himself on with images and actions that he commanded from the beautiful girl therein. He pinched his nipples, finally taking one breast and licking it down towards the tip. He ran his smooth nails down his torso and thighs until his skin was tingling.
He nearly started masturbating right there, fingers doing a quick caress of his damp pussy, but he figured Shannon would be back any moment. Instead he donned the green button up blouse and dark brown lightweight skirt that Shannon had picked out for him. The blouse was tight across his breasts and at the wrists, while the skirt hugged his round ass and thighs. He put on the strapped, heeled sandals, and then he sat in her makeup chair and practiced crossing his legs, starting to get turned on again.
Shannon stormed through the front door, not even breathing hard after the 5 mile fast run. She took in her brother as he walked into the kitchen in her clothes and felt a bit better at how good her body looked.
"I always loved that outfit," she said wistfully.
"You look good in it," he replied, feeling a bit guilty at playing with her body earlier. "Better get going, we don't have much time."
She headed off to shower and dress quickly, and they headed to school in silence, each wishing the switch would end soon.
*
Not knowing that Shannon now was aware of Erica's blogging ambitions, Sean had decided to take matters into his own hands. When study hall came up during last period, he followed Erica down the hall to deliver his breakup message personally in private, if possible. Unfortunately he would appear to be posing as his sister delivering the message for him. Though this would make him seem like a chickenshit, he didn't think he had much of a choice. It didn't seem fair to ask his sister to deal with any fallout of his mess.
It was easy to follow Erica, she was pivoting along sexily in 3.5" heels, a tight yellow skirt, and a lace black strapped top with built-in bra that laced up the sides and left several inches of her sexy dusky midriff bare. "How does she get away with dressing like that in school?" he wondered, admiring the view nonetheless.
Sean would have easily been able to blend in and sneak up on someone in his usual body and clothes, but with Shannon's body he was mistaken. Erica easily spotted the very noticeable redhead skulking behind her. She was curious, so she kept walking past the first girl's room and heard Shannon's heels still behind her, keeping up. She turned a corner and went all the way down the hall to a distant girl's room that was usually empty due to an adjacent construction project in the school's west wing.
As expected, she heard Shannon come in behind her. The brunette calmly approached the sink and began her usual primping routine, checking her makeup and hair as she watched the Shannon's reflection in the mirror.
"Erica."
"Hi, Shannon."
"You, uh, look nice today."
Erica smiled broadly. Sean had no idea how girls began conversations in the bathroom.
"Thanks, so do you. That green really brings out your eyes."
"Thanks. Sorry, but I guess there is no way to sugarcoat this. I came to deliver a message for Sean."
Erica's eyes shifted back towards her in the mirror as she applied mascara.
"He has suggested a new blog entry theme for you to write about called 'the time I got dumped.'"
Erica put some final touches on her lipstick and put the makeup back in her purse. Then, as Shannon's reflection continued to wait for a reply, she reached into her top and lifted each breast into a higher position. She then pulled up her skirt to adjust her yellow thong, taking her time and giving the girl a good view of her buttocks and the small tattoo in front on her hip.
She saw the redhead's eyes widen at the display and smiled mischievously. "I think you misunderstand my relationship with Sean. See, I'm the cat, he's my mouse that I enjoy playing with. The mouse doesn't really go out with, or break up with, the cat."
"Really, I don't think he was aware of that." Sean was both furious and aroused.
Erica continued, "I can seduce your brother any time I want. I did just last night, and I didn't hear any complaints. He made me come twice, in fact."
Sean had been a bit mesmerized by Shannon's sensual adjustments, her endless tan legs and bright yellow thong, but now shock chased the feeling away. Shannon had had sex in his body! She had lied to him, at least by omission.
He tried to rally. "He doesn't appreciate you not telling him he was a "rode" test and that you plan to write all about him."
