Content Warning: Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp contains content that some readers might find disturbing, triggering, or uncomfortable. This includes sexually explicit activities, dubious consent, strong language, hateful language and slurs, and incestuous activities. Reader discretion is advised.
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp
July 7th – Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 1
Part 1: Jade & Caroline’s Adventure To O’Hare Airport
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 10:07 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: Outside O’Hare Airport, Chicago, IL
The O’Hare Airport stood as one of the many proud institutions of Chicago, the fourth-busiest airport in the world and a common stop for flights both domestic and international. A place of constant activity, constant connections, and a constant trickle of people zooming in and out of the city, especially during peak vacation season.
Along the main thoroughfare to O’Hare, Jade and Caroline, were both nestled in the back seat of a sensible four-seater, backpacks and purses by their side and eyes out the windows. Verde sat in the driver’s seat, smoothly flowing through the mild traffic of the I-90, while Abigale sat in the passenger seat, her eyes glued to a newsfeed on her phone.
Abigale: “You really should have done something about Ken and Elly before now.”
Verde: “How was I supposed to predict that some damn chuuni with a body swap obsession was gonna do a swapabout at the airport? I’d go take care of this personally— wouldn’t be the top 50 weirdest things I’ve had to do during my sabbatical. Did I tell you about that time I swapped bodies with a Malamar? That’s probably number 43.”
Abigale: “You already told me, Darling. Just be aware that I’m going to be away for at least a week as I try to fix this mess.”
Verde: “Aw. You know I’ll miss you, Sweetie.”
Abigale: “Same here. Just don’t burn the house down now that you’re all alone.”
Verde: “Please, I’m not the helpless girl I was a decade ago. I’m max level on this whole life shaz.”
Abigale: “From that comment, I am certain that you are not.”
As the married couple bickered about, Jade perked up from her seat, looking uncertain.
Jade: “So, uh, you said that we’re not allowed to bring a VD 2.0 with, right?”
Verde: “That’s right!“
Caroline: “So we get to have a normal vacation together, just the two of us?”
Verde: “That’s wrong! I’m the one paying for your little trip to Austria, and if you’re using my money, you’re playing by my rules.”
Jade: “I know, I get that, but… are you sure about this? It was one thing spending a week in Maxxie’s body, I was at least still in Oransen, we got to do stuff together, and things were ‘normal.’ But this is my first time leaving the country, and is this really the best way for me to do this?”
Verde: “Wow. I didn’t expect you to get cold feet for something like this, Jade. This isn’t even close to the worst shit I’ve put you through, y’know.”
Caroline: “Verde! That doesn’t make it any better! …I think it is good for Jade to challenge herself, to pursue new experiences. However, if she does not want to do something, then I think she shouldn’t.”
Jade: “I’m sure I can do it, it’s just we don’t have a ready out with the VD 2.0 and… wait, will the swap even last eight days?”
Abigale: “Yes, absolutely. A body swap will continue indefinitely until both swappees enter within the 10-kilometer radius of a VD 2.0. However, a TransSex transformation only lasts a maximum of 168 hours.”
Caroline: “So, we just need to return home, and we’ll be back to normal. That doesn’t sound bad at all.”
Seeing the conversation play out before her gave Jade pause. This was the last minute where she could say no, and she knew that was an option. Something in her gut gave her concern, though she could not quite piece together what. She’d swapped with her mother before, and was no stranger to being older women given her stints as Babs, Dia, Lilian, and Raiyne. Hell, she just had toilet sex as an older woman three days ago. Yet, when presented with this “opportunity,” she felt something blare in the back of her mind.
Deep in rapid contemplation, Jade looked down at herself, dressed casually for her flight, in an earthy green top, light navy fleece jacket, and basic jeans. A bit out of season, but she knew how cold it was on airplanes and in most airports. With her slimmer chest, boosted by a bralette, and more narrow hips, she did not look like anything special, mostly getting by on her cute face, curly brown hair, captivating emerald eyes, and taller than average height.
She turned her eyes to her mother, looking at the long blonde hair she let flow onto her shoulders, wearing a light blue sweater, dark leggings, and an off-white skirt that went down to her knees. She was a bit shorter than Jade, and had hazy blue eyes, but the most obvious differences came in their build. Caroline was particularly well-endowed with her chest and had the type of butt you only get from regimented exercise. At 34-years-old, she was certainly older than Jade, but their age gap looked far closer to 10 years than it did 20.
Saying yes would mean denying her the opportunity to be the daughter in a mother-daughter trip… but was taking the boring route really the best? She thought back on everything that happened so far this summer, from the swapping to the TS-ing, to the damn singing dildo, and realized that… no. There was only one option before her unless she wanted to be an insufferable bore.
Jade: “…Alright, let’s swap. I think it will be a fun experience for both of us. Caroline will get to be a kid again, and it will be… interesting to do a little role reversal.”
Verde: “Ah, consent. It’s like music to my ears! Abigale, do your thang and Press the Switch!”
Without saying anything, Abigale pressed the A button on the VD 2.0 she had near her person, the details of the swap already entered. Consciousness faded as the doohickey did its thing, and with only a small twinge of activity, they landed in each other’s bodies. Posse policy dictated that they had to give each other a once over, examining their new bits and feeling them around, shifting in their seat as they poked at their hair, wiggled their fingers, and got comfortable in their seats. Right before either began practicing using their new voice, Abigale chimed in from the passenger seat and spoke to them in decent German. Not properly fluent, but more than enough to hold a conversation.
Abigale: “[So, Jade and Caroline, what do you plan on doing once you arrive?]”
Caroline(Jade): “[Ah, right, it’s been a while since I’ve seriously practiced my German, but as they say, it is like riding a bike.]”
Caroline(Jade) had long-since gotten used to seeing other people piloting her body around, but the weight of her decision did not carry the same until she started using her voice. Jade(Caroline) was much the same, her voice shaky as she realized she would sound like this, feel these reverberations in her throat, for the next eight days. Rather than focus on that, however, she merely went along with the conversation. Acting like this is normal is a key part to impersonation, after all.
Jade(Caroline): “[Yes, I guess it is. Sometimes I forget that I have so many languages bopping around my brain nowadays. Uh, we have plans to visit a couple places. Salzburg, Hallstatt, Vienna and have a loose itinerary written out.]”
Caroline(Jade): “[I thought of making a more rigid schedule, but after my ‘my mother’s’ trip to Germany last year—] Wait, I didn’t mean to say that, I’m ‘Caroline is’ the one who went to Germany—”
A look of shock grew on Caroline(Jade)’s face as she realized that the words coming out of her mouth betrayed her intentions. She looked back to her daughter for reassurance that she wasn’t going insane. In turn, she directed her eyes back at the enigmatic woman in the driver’s seat.
Jade(Caroline): “Mother ‘Jade,’ are you… Verde, is there something you forgot to tell us?”
Verde: “Oopsie! Sorry, I must have told you this when you two on the fourth. Abigale, could you handle the exposition? I gotta focus on the road right now…”
Abigale: “It’s one of Verde’s secret tools that only us God Admins can access. We call it Kayfabe Substitution Mode. Those swapped or transformed are unable to reference the fact that they were swapped or transformed, must refer to themselves by their current body’s name, and must state they are who they appear to be in other ways. Effectively, Caroline in Jade’s body must refer to herself as a daughter, a teenager, and most importantly, as Jade, never making any direct references to her lived experiences as anyone other than Jade.”
Caroline(Jade): “Th-That’s some serious role-playing… but I guess I, Caroline Steticks ‘Jade Novus’ can pull this off with the help of my daughter, Jade Novus ‘mother, Caroline Steticks!’ …It feels like my mouth goes numb whenever my words are changed.”
Verde: “That’s a feature, not a bug!”
Despite having ample experience to know that this is just what Verde is like, Jade(Caroline) could not help but sigh as she realized she would not even be able to say who she is for the next eight days.
Jade(Caroline): “I… I suppose that I asked for a new experience. And this will probably clear up some potentially awkward encounters during customs.”
Verde: “Precisely! You two should be thanking me for such an immersive quality of life feature!”
Jade(Caroline): “That… might be a bit much.”
Part 2: Jade & Caroline’s Adventure Through O’Hare Airport
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 10:31 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: O’Hare Airport, Chicago, IL
As one of the busiest airports in the world, O’Hare ran like a smooth well-oiled machine. With ample staff at beck and call to help confused travelers and oodles of self-service touchscreen kiosks for people to scan their tickets and passports to begin the boarding process. With sky-high ceilings, oodles of screens, and a deluge of people sifting about, it was overwhelming for anybody just happening into this place with just a suitcase and backpack in tow. Fortunately, Caroline(Jade), Jade(Caroline), and Abigale all seemed to know their way around pretty well, heading to a self-service station and producing their papers, even if it was awkward for them. While Abigale zoomed through the processed like she flew every fortnight, the body swapped mother and daughter were slower on the uptake.
Each was sifting through their body’s purse, getting accustomed to their belongings for the next week, fishing for their passport and papers in advance. While it was still a little surreal to see another face in the mirror or another body when looking down, there was something comparably uncanny about having someone else’s passport. A proof of identity, in some ways more binding and official than one’s very body. It was just paper, a bureaucratic tool of convenience for the purposes of laws and upholding nation states. Yet somehow presenting this to an uncaring machine made this swap seem more official. More like a commitment that one was who they appeared to be.
Seeing the confirmation message, calling her “Caroline Steticks” unnerved Jade(Caroline) in a way that brought back memories of her last flight. It was seven months ago, depending on how you count, during the events of The Malice of Abigale Quinlan Scenario. Back when she was presenting herself as “Y’vonne Hemming.” She had tried to dissociate back then, ignoring the prospects of being another person as she rushed herself through customs despite Peatrice’s incessant bitching.
Jade(Caroline) shook her head in response to these bothersome thoughts. She looked down at herself, at her sweater, breasts, and the baggy purse strap that rested between them, and then at her travel companions. Caroline(Jade) looking like some college kid going on a trip, and Abigale looking like a businesswoman with her staple black and red suit. When she dressed like that, it was hard to remember which Abigale she was.
Abigale: “Everything going alright, Caroline?”
Of course she was playing into the kayfabe too…
Jade(Caroline): “Y-Yeah, no, everything’s fine. It’s just a bit, uh, overstimulating being someplace like this.”
Caroline(Jade): “I know! It was hectic back when I…”
Though she tried to speak, the words failed to trail out of Caroline(Jade)’s mouth, much to the three’s mutual confusion.
Caroline(Jade): “Huh? Can I not even talk about that time you traveled ‘planned on going’ to Germany? …Wait, so I can’t even talk about things like that?”
Abigale: “We take kayfabe very seriously.”
Jade(Caroline): “Let me guess, I can’t say that you and Verde are God Admins ‘geniuses’ either? …Oh come on, that’s just vain.”
Abigale: “I am already going out of the country to clean up one mess, Caroline. And I’d much rather be spending my summer with my wives. This censorship is for your own good.”
The mother and daughter looked at each other with mild frustration, their minds on the same track as they pondered some loophole for their trip.
Caroline(Jade): “…This trip is all expenses paid, right?”
Abigale: “Up to the $6,000 credit limit on that card, yes.”
Jade(Caroline): “Have you ever thought of just paying people to swap bodies and see what happens?”
Abigale: “Please, we’re not trying to make reality TV here.”
Caroline(Jade): “After sending me to an isolated cabin for seven months, you could’ve fooled me…”
With boarding passes in hand and the first stop completed, Abigale, Jade(Caroline), and Caroline(Jade) followed the signs and the crowds through a switchback customs queue. It was a lot of standing around, waiting, and taking a few steps as the next batch of people were filtered on through, with crowds being unsurprisingly dense, given the proximity to a holiday weekend. It was far from riveting, but there were still things to capture Jade(Caroline) and Caroline(Jade)’s interests. The clusters of people sifting on by came in all flavors. Vacationers who flew as casually as possibly, sharply dressed professionals, even a few people who looked like they were trying to make a statement with their clothes, or lack thereof. It was an excellent place to people watch, if nothing else.
As the two waited, Jade(Caroline) and Caroline(Jade) also became intimately aware of the subtler differences of their bodies. Such as the way a different set of shoulders felt as they supported a backpack. For Caroline(Jade), she had the fit and figure of a high schooler who was used to schlepping around 5 kilograms at a minimum and developed strong shoulders. Meanwhile, Jade(Caroline) was feeling her thirties, even if she tried to rationalize it, thinking that the backpack was just heavy.
They felt the differences in the length and strength of their hands as they were put to the routine test of tugging around their wheeled suitcases about. And they were consistently reminded of their chests as their purses ran across their torsos. Caroline(Jade) smiled as she had nothing much to carry, seemingly looking forward to this reprieve, while Jade(Caroline) struggled to balance the leather strap between the cups of her bra. She had the boob needed to do it, but it was hard to anything stable when she had to fast-walk forward every thirty seconds.
Then came the censors, requiring them to offload their belongings into a plastic bin before getting scanned through an innocuous plastic gate that analyzed them for anomalies. A twinge of concern filled Caroline(Jade) as she followed after Abigale, wondering if the Federal Aviation Administration could somehow sense that a person’s mind mismatched their body. Dread filled her as she contemplated this… yet they pushed her through after only a few seconds. In retrospect, this was the obvious outcome, but some part of her still wondered what if.
Finally on the other side, the three looked at each other with satisfied expressions, sighing as they looked at the assortment of branching paths before them and the copious quantities of walking they had to do. The three walked forward… only for Abigale to walk away.
Abigale: “My apologies, but my flight is leaving in less than an hour, and it’s on the other side of the airport from yours.”
Caroline(Jade): “R-Right. For a second I forgot that you weren’t going to come with us.”
Abigale: “I’d love to, but preventing further international incidents takes precedent. If there’s trouble, you know what to do. Auf wiedersehn!”
It was an anti-climactic farewell, paired only with a wave, but those were all too common at a place like this. With a shrug, the mother daughter power pair looked up at the signage placed up high to find Terminal 1 and started walking. Down the escalator, through a moving always in a room of pretty lights, and back up into a narrow concourse lined with shops and eateries and seats aplenty on each side. From a certain perspective, it almost seemed more like a mall than an airport. …Specifically a mall where everything was wicked overpriced.
Caroline(Jade): “No matter how many times I see those prices, I still can’t believe them.”
Jade(Caroline): “I know. Six dollars for an Auntie Anne’s pretzel dog?”
Caroline(Jade): “Ooooh. That actually sounds nice. As a little treat. Normally, I’d stay away from those things to protect my figure, but… you ‘I’ could stand to gain a kilogram or three. No offense. Plus, we have to reach that credit limit somehow!”
With a chipper gaunt, Caroline(Jade) moseyed on over to the Auntie Anne’s for a quick fast food pick-me up of choice. This left Jade(Caroline) standing near a seating area, suitcase in hand and left to decide if she wanted to wait to eat ahead of the 12:20 flight, or grab an overpriced snack. She looked around curiously, trying to think of something novel to try, but fast food, pizza, and bagged snacks were the most common offerings around her. Well, that and magazine stands.
…That’s when she remembered that she had her mother’s taste buds.
Jade(Caroline): “Hmm… there’s an idea for an experiment.”
Sifting through the halls of the terminal, Jade(Caroline) looked around for a so-called “health food store” that offered a collection of salads, fruit cups, and sandwiches, but she quickly swiped a low fat yogurt parfait. Though, calling it a parfait was a bit of a misnomer. It was just vanilla yogurt, granola, strawberries, and blueberries. After paying, she swiftly dug in, mixing its components together with a tiny spoon before bringing it to her mouth and smiling widely.
Jade(Caroline): “Zoe was right, the right body is all it takes to make something taste good for once… I never could get into ‘always loved’ yogurt. …Does Verde want to give me identity death ‘a good time’ or something? …Ugh.”
Groaning at the persistent mental commands imposed on her, and with the flight still a while away, Jade(Caroline) proceeded to get her steps in. She walked through the concourse with the backpack on her shoulders and suitcase trailing behind her, taking periodic bites of her yogurt parfait as she looked at the people walking about. The people weren’t doing anything unusual, just normal airport stuff: talking on their phones, typing on their laptops, digging into some dietary mistakes, or just milling about. There was no breakdown of class or age to be found here, with excited tykes being just as common as elderly folks, though there was an air of reasonable anxiety, as travel inspired few emotions more powerful than that.
Sufficiently pleased with her stint of people watching, Jade(Caroline) plopped herself on one of the free chairs in the middle of the concourse, sitting down to finish the remaining half of her parfait before it got warm and murky. The creaminess of the yogurt never truly agreed with her palate before, but now she could see why this stuff was a routine part of her mother’s breakfast. The crunch of the granola and juiciness of the fruit melded with the medium of the yogurt to transform every bite into a burst of complementary flavors. It tasted bland before, but now it was like a flavor explosion.
She sighed as she finished this snack, taking a moment to look up at the tall glass ceiling, inviting in a pleasant amount of natural light to prevent this place from feeling dreary or depressing. That was the last thing an airport needed. She then darted her eyes around for a place to fill her emptied water bottle and toss her refuse, when she happened upon a pair of thirtysomething guys, leaning back against a nearby wall and chatting with each other, their eyes clearly focused on Jade(Caroline), and their voices just loud enough to be intelligible through the ambient noise.
Guy A: “C’mon man, just ask her.”
Guy B: “No, dude, we’re at the airport. I’m never gonna see her again.”
Guy A: “That’s the point, she’s practice. I know how you are with blondes, and look at those sweater puppies. She’s all alone and ripe for the plucking.”
Guy B: “She’s out of my league, I don’t know what to tell you, man.”
Jade(Caroline) turned her head away as they spoke, unsure how to feel about this. She looked down at the sweater-bound “puppies” they were talking about, the way her rear spread as she sat down on this seat. Without question, she was an attractive woman. And while that was true in her normal body, this body had more general sexy appeal than her chosen plain and tall look.
Not sure whether to feel complimented or unnerved, with murky thoughts about her mother’s body billowing in her mind, Jade(Caroline) got up and headed for her gate. She hoped to find some distraction to fixate on and, without taking more than a glance, she found Caroline(Jade) sitting in the corner, halfway through a mini pepperoni pizza. Seeing a free seat right next to her, Jade(Caroline) plopped herself down, relieved as the backpack left her shoulders, rolling them to get the blood flowing.
Jade(Caroline): “A pizza? You know they’re serving lunch and dinner on this flight, right?”
Caroline(Jade): “You know I don’t let myself indulge like this all the time, so let me eat like a teenager.”
Jade(Caroline): “I guess that’s fine but… why pepperoni? I ‘You’ don’t even like pepperoni. …You always thought it tasted too strong.”
Teasingly, Caroline(Jade) peeled off a pepperoni slice and threw it into her mouth, chewing it before replying.
Caroline(Jade): “Well, I like it now. Puberty has a habit of changing your palate.”
Jade(Caroline): “…Most things taste the same even after that event, so I think this is just your taste overpowering mine.”
Caroline(Jade): “Oh, don’t overthink this too much, Mother. We’re going to be doing a lot of walking the next week, so I think we can splurge a little bit.”
Jade(Caroline): “…I wasn’t worried about your weight after that stint with Maxxie last month, but I’m worried about it now.”
Smirking at her coded language, manually replacing Reyn for Maxxie, Caroline(Jade) wrapped an arm over her original body, bringing the two closer.
Jade(Caroline): “You don’t need to worry about that. Just… let me enjoy being a teenager. Let me have fun, be impulsive, and… have an appetite for bad food.”
It was easy for Carolina(Jade) to see through the cracks and what her mother really meant, so she snickered and played along with it.
Caroline(Jade): “Okay, Jade. But remember, for the rest of the trip, I’m in charge.”
Jade(Caroline): “You say that like I want to be!”
Part 3: Jade & Caroline’s Airplane Adventure
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 12:22 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: An Airplane at O’Hare Airport, Chicago, IL
The boarding process was as routine as one would expect. Loading into the plane in groups, loading up their suitcases into the overhead compartments, sitting down, and plopping their backpacks under the seats in front of them. With an interactive touch screen on each seat and complementary earbuds, there was definitely some way to curb the anxiety and boredom of being in a tube for the non-stop 9 hour flight. While the first class seating Verde paid for provided them with some much appreciated comfort.
It was not as much space as the business class with its weird diagonal seating, but they were cozily tucked together next to a window. With Caroline(Jade) facing the aisle, while Jade(Caroline) had the window seat for herself, looking out at the flat gray sprawl before her. Considering the ample legroom, enough to fully stuff their backpacks, and even a pull-out divider for additional privacy, there wasn’t too much to complain about.
Following maybe fifteen minutes of waiting for people to take their seats and safety announcements, the plane was soaring through the sky, over Chicago, and then past Lake Michigan. The turbulence of soaring high was unnerving at the best of times, doing something the human body was never built for. It forced one to feel their body, struck them dead in the gut, practically rattled something in their heads. And in the case of Jade(Caroline) and Caroline(Jade), this further reminded them who they are. Their chests, their stomachs, even scalps all called out to them for attention, demanding recognition, and their bodies only relented once the plane had reached its desired altitude.
The safety lights went off, people were free to take off their seat belts, and everything started to feel a bit more normal again. Jade(Caroline) and Caroline(Jade) looked at each other as they realized this, and proceeded to pull out their backpacks to grab their belongings. The turbulence was audible, yet they were far enough away to avoid the worst of it, unlike the sensible folks sitting in economy.
Caroline(Jade): “The worst part of flying is always the beginning and the ending…”
Jade(Caroline): “You don’t need to tell me twice. Now, let’s figure out how we’re going to spend our time…”
Sifting through her JanSport Trans backpack, Caroline(Jade) pulled away her purse and toiletries to find Jade’s laptop.
Caroline(Jade): “Oh, I forgot that you ‘I’ got this.”
Jade(Caroline): “Y-Yeah. We got it when we went on that shopping trip during spring break. I figured I’d ‘you’d’ need a laptop for college anyway, so…”
Caroline(Jade): “Unfortunately, I don’t think it’ll fit on the trays we have here. At least not comfortably.”
Jade(Caroline): “Right, right. So, uh, you should find my ‘your’ 3DS in there somewhere in there, along with a couple of games.”
With another shuffling of the hand, Caroline(Jade) produced her 3DS in a plain yet quality pouch, opening it to reveal a New Nintendo 3DS with a turquoise faceplate.
Caroline(Jade): “Oooh! It’s one of those new ones with the colored buttons and that little nub. It really feels better than that old model you gave me ‘I gave you.’ Hmm… Maybe you should have brought yours with too, then we could have played together.”
Jade(Caroline): “Uh, we’re a bit beyond that at this point, and I’d rather not buy a European 3DS, since they’re region locked. Let me just see what I brought with…”
Fishing a hand through her larger backpack, Jade(Caroline) was only able to find a single loose electronic: an iPad Air 2 with a premium magnetic carrying case.
Jade(Caroline): “Oh, right… I said that I could do about anything I needed to on a tablet…”
Poking in the passcode that Jade(Caroline) knew from experience, she looked at the home screen to find it pretty sparse. She knew from experience that the only things that would be downloaded would be her mother’s music and her collection of ebooks. There wasn’t even some basic mobile game to fiddle around with, and even with on-flight Wi-Fi, she knew she wouldn’t be able to download anything. This would not be a problem if she brought a VD 2.0 with her, as there were thousands of games on those, but because of Ken and Elly’s mishandling of things, they were VD 2.0-less.
Jade(Caroline): “…Say, uh, Jade, do you think we could maybe switch things around?”
It was a desperate request. How many teenagers want to read from their mother’s reading shelf or CD collection? Yet Caroline(Jade) merely looked at her “mother” with a smirk.
Caroline(Jade): “I don’t think so. It makes a lot more sense for a daughter to spend the flight playing video games while the mother spends it reading on her tablet. Wouldn’t you agree, Mother?”
After staring at her mother, wondering where she got this attitude from, Jade(Caroline) sighed, accepting her fate as she watched Caroline(Jade) turn on the 3DS and sift through the games she loaded onto it. Plenty of eShop titles littered the home screen, filling up the 128 GB MicroSD card, while the pouch contained a true scattering of titles. Monster Hunter 4, Bravely Default, Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor Overclocked, Super Mario 3D Land, and the requisite Super Smash Bros. for Nintendo 3DS.
Caroline(Jade): “Uh-huh… I think I’ll just play some Mario for now. It’s, uh, a good airplane game, if you know what I mean.”
Her shaky intonation made it clear she was acting and hoping she just so happened to be right. …But considering 3D Land was a 3 hour long game, she was absolutely right.
Jade(Caroline): “Y-Yeah, you said as much before. I’ll just need to find something to read personally. Now, let’s see…”
The library of dozens of books with vague titles and vaguer covers populating the screen made it hard for Jade(Caroline) to decide what to read. There were some classics thrown in that she could recognize, but the decision paralysis of picking a random book struck her, hard. Noticing this, Caroline(Jade) leaned past their shared armrest and poked one of the books on screen. Its cover was ominous, just a man in a suit, the top of his head obscured, and the title A Fair Promotion.
Curious, she read the synopsis.
Fair was sick of her lot in life, working herself to the bone as the secretary to her boss, Damien, while he took all the credit and made millions upon millions. After being denied a raise for the third year in a row, she knew things had to change. The next day, Damien wakes up in Fair’s body, demoted from CEO to secretary, while Fair finally got everything she feels she deserved. Damien always thought highly of himself, insisting that few people in the world could do what he does, but Fair proves him wrong. Fair easily slips into his role, doing his job as well as he could, if not better, while Damien is left struggling to even manage his emails.
Jade(Caroline) looked at her mother with squinting eyes, clearly confused as to why she would have body swap fiction on her iPad like this.
Jade(Caroline): “So, uh, I’m surprised that you ‘I’ have this. I know there’s a lot of body swap erotica on the internet, but…”
Caroline(Jade): “I know, I know, it’s actually a book that Verde put in our cabin ‘told you about.’ I ‘You’ bought the ebook afterward and… I also read it and I enjoyed it.”
There are many thresholds in a young woman’s life, and one of them is learning that their mother enjoys erotic fiction. After being confronted with this knowledge, they are left forever changed, left to reflect on key events in their past and realize that their mother was getting her rocks off under the guise of reading.
Jade(Caroline): “…Thank you for the recommendation. I, uh, I’ll see how much I can get into this.”
The sounds of the turbines and whatever other machinery made it hard to concentrate, so Jade(Caroline) plopped in a pair of earbuds from her backpack, stifling the noise before digging through “her” music library. She parsed various flavors of “mom music” as she looked for something instrumental that would pair well with reading. After a minute, she happened onto some orchestra recordings and a few instrumental jazz albums. It was from what she normally listened to while studying or reading— mostly video game and anime soundtracks— but at least it was something.
With the body of Caroline, her music in her ears, and a book her mother enjoyed before her, Jade proceeded to continue her next step in this immersive experience.
After getting through the first chapter of this story… she was immediately hooked.
A Fair Promotion was written from the perspective of Fair— made sense considering the cover and title— and she proved herself to be a surprisingly real character. Weary, exhausted, and full of concerns, juggling hundreds of little things and struggling to find the right way to structure everything. It was so vivid that Jade(Caroline) almost felt like she had worked an office job, or any job, before, and knew what Fair was going through. The last straw was when she stayed up late, sleeping at the office, under her desk, to prepare reports for Damien, just as he liked them. She handed them to him the moment he came in, late as per usual, and he cast them aside, telling her to completely overhaul the formatting, saying she should be able to get it done in half an hour. In reality, it would have taken her six hours with how convoluted their accounting system was.
Fair snapped, let it all out, and for that, she was fired. Let go, and told to empty her desk within thirty minutes. She was furious, insisted that Damien did not know what he was doing. In turn, he called her replaceable, insulted her appearance, and just like that, their ten year relationship ended in ten seconds. Security escorted Fair out, and she was furious. The following night was one of regrets, of drowning her sorrows and venting her rage, before she fell asleep, drunk and on the couch. She was angry about her life, at how she worked so hard only to receive peanuts, while a man younger than her reaps all the rewards, discarding her like she was worthless. She wished for fairness, for power, to be the millionaire CEO she thought she could have become when she took this job on over a decade ago.
The next morning, her wish was granted. Fair was in Damien’s body through means unknown, and she proceeded to live his life as if it were her own. She had been to his apartment, arranged the furniture, bought his clothes, and done everything for him. She knew everything about him from his bank account number to what his kids’ favorite TV shows were, to what particular brand of chocolate his wife, Lucia, just adored. All things she was fairly certain he could never remember.
She relished her first day on the job, doing everything as Damien would, and a laundry list of things she had been hounding him to do for weeks, all with only a single pair of hands. She was confident, powerful, and had a level of respect that would have left her amazed if she had not seen it from afar for so long. The day was a success. She left work on time, made it to dinner with Damien’s family, made time to play with his kids, and Lucia, impressed by how much more committed her “husband” was, lured Fair into bed. It was frantic, raw, and intimidating, especially after having not been with a man in so many years, but Fair knew how the female body worked, and left Lucia floating that night. In less than a day, she had conquered her boss’s life. She was seen by all as a better Damien.
…Then came the third day, when Fair was approached by someone as she walked into work. Damien, in her body, looking like shit, demanding his body back. Rather than reject him outright… Fair had plans for him. She wanted to kick him off of his high horse and mold him into the secretary he always desired. Complicit, loyal, eager to do anything, and also… sexually available. He resisted, oh he did, but Damien did not know anything about how to be Fair, while Fair knew everything about how to be him.
Jade(Caroline) gobbled up this novel. The first 10,000 words of the just zoomed by, and she could have kept going through the whole thing. Yet, right as the opening act ended, right as the first disc of the orchestral album concluded, she was pulled back to reality by Caroline(Jade) tugging on her sweater. She turned away from her erotic prose to see a flight attendant with a cart. Realizing that it was time for lunch, she pulled down her tray, and the flight attendant began providing her with a meal. It was a creamy pasta with zucchini and tomatoes, a small array of mixed nuts, a cucumber salad, a prepackaged flatbread with cheese, and a chocolate mousse. All served in proper dishware, on a placemat, with wrapped silverware.
While the serving sizes for everything were smaller, it was a significant amount of food… and it was precisely what Caroline ordered last night, when they selected their meals. Jade(Caroline) looked over to her “daughter’s” tray and saw the attendant serving up what she ordered. Schnitzel, roasted broccoli and carrots, two small rolls, chocolate cake, and the same salad. The breaded meat taunted her with the smell, still as tempting with Caroline’s nose, yet before she could form any additional regret, she was called by the flight attendant.
Flight Attendant: “Anything to drink?”
She could assert herself by asking for a soda… but with everything else forcing her into character, she ordered the most Caroline thing she could.
Jade(Caroline): “A… green tea, please.”
With the efficiency of a trained professional, the flight attendant filled a ceramic mug licitly split, placing it firmly on the tray before directing her attention to Caroline(Jade)
Flight Attendant: “And for you, little miss?”
Caroline(Jade): “I’ll have a Sprite, thanks.”
“I don’t even like soda,” Jade(Caroline) wanted to say, but she held her tongue, watching as the attendant plopped a chilled can on the edge of Caroline(Jade)’s tray before departing.
Caroline(Jade): “Talk about an immersive experience, huh?”
Jade(Caroline): “I’m starting to think you and Verde planned this.”
Caroline(Jade): “No, no, I’ve tried to stay away from her after… the June 29th incident. She’s too unpredictable, and you never know what crazy idea she might come up with. …I guess I’m just glad to be out of my body again ‘doing something new.’ It… It’s like I was stuck in a rut for seven months and now I get to go somewhere new, feeling like someone new. It’s like my youthful spirit has been restored.”
Jade(Caroline) stared at her mother, judging her for her comments as she dug in, starting with the salad.
Jade(Caroline): “You’re getting good at this substitution thing.”
She just kept eating, so Jade(Caroline) did the same. The yogurt parfait at the airport had already primed her to have “mom taste” and she certainly felt that way. The olives of the salad were actually appetizing instead of being too strong for her. The feta cheese adorning the salad gave the cucumbers and leafy greens an appreciated texture and flavor, working surprisingly well. The cold tomatoes were… still cold tomatoes. The creamy sauce was more defined than she expected, giving the noodles an added zest that made up for the blandness inherent to the zucchini. Even the mousse had an extra kick to it that betrayed her hazy memories of trying it years and years ago. She was not sure what part of this was just being in the airplane versus being in her mother’s body versus being predisposed to thinking that she should like something under these circumstances.
By comparison, Caroline(Jade) seemed to be loving her meal without any reservations, biting into the crispy schnitzel, scooping through the plate of vegetables in no time at all, and grinning wide as she ate her cake. …Though, she did not seem to care for the salad. Which made sense, as Jade was never a fan of leafy greens, so they probably tasted worse in her body.
There was something… satisfying to seeing Caroline enjoy herself so much in Jade’s body. She knew she had a lesser sense of taste after her first stint in body swapping back in November, yet that all changed following her transformation into Jade earlier this spring. Her taste buds changed with that, became more potent, yet she held to her habits. But if Caroline’s actions were to be believed, maybe she should have pursued things with more extreme flavor.
Caroline(Jade): “They used to joke about airline food, but this is actually pretty good.”
Jade(Caroline): “Y-Yeah, it is.”
Looking over at Caroline(Jade)’s nearly cleaned dishes, Jade(Caroline) noticed the 3DS sitting in her lap.
Jade(Caroline): “So, how are you enjoying your game?”
Caroline(Jade): “Oh, uh, it’s… been a while since I played it, so I’m a bit rusty. Or maybe it’s just the plane messing with my head.”
“She probably got a game over in the first world,” Jade(Caroline) thought, but knew better than to be rude to her “casual gamer” mother.
Caroline(Jade): “What about you? How are you enjoying A Fair Exchange?”
Jade(Caroline): “It… It’s pretty captivating so far. The tension, sense of righteous retribution, it’s compelling drama, and while sex scenes from a ‘male’ perspective are not really my thing, the idea of an uneven exchange like this is fun to explore. …At least, in fiction.”
Caroline(Jade): “I know! Just because body swapping is ‘some things’ might be possible, that does not mean we want to do them, and there is an allure to keeping them as fantasies. To seeing other people struggle through things familiar to you, but taken to an extreme, and do things you would be too concerned to do. …Especially in bed.”
Jade(Caroline): “…I, uh, what are you getting at?”
Caroline(Jade): “I’m just saying that, as a woman of your age, it is important for you to explore your sexuality through fantasy, especially after repressing it for so many years. If not for Verde, I’m not even sure if I ‘you’ would have the courage needed to express it beyond just reading things like this. Or be willing to touch the genre. But after everything we’ve been through, after Reyn entered my ‘your’ life, after that cabin trip ‘date,’ I ‘you’ have felt my ‘your’ sexuality truly renewed, and I am ‘you’re’ eager to keep the flames going.”
The substitution made her words hard to parse where Caroline was referring to Jade and where she was referring to herself. Jade(Caroline) knew she would struggle to clarify what she was saying, so she nodded along, hoping that these words would make sense to her, before her mind and eyes drifted to her body. She was role-playing as Caroline, and part of that role meant doing what Caroline does… including things that were sexual?
A vision flashed in the forefront of Jade(Caroline)’s mind. Herself, in Caroline’s body, in her bedroom, while being approached by Reyn, shirtless, only in boxers, clearly excited to see her. Except it wasn’t Reyn. That would be a bit too weird. It was Maxxie in his body, promising to show her a good time. Just the idea was enough to make something twitch in her crotch and warm her body by a fraction of a degree.
Jade(Caroline): “I think I know what you are getting at. It’s… important that I am who I am… and it’s important that you are who you are. Though, I’m ‘you’re’ far from the prude I ‘you’ used to be. Sexual activities were intimidating to me ‘you,’ but that all changed when I got a new body ‘you had that revelation,’ and now… now I’m ‘you’re’ more than half as perverted as Maxxie.”
Caroline(Jade) looked on at her daughter, happy that she was confessing such desires before her mother. She knew about Jade’s sexual encounters over the past month and change. Hell, she heard some of them. And as she thought about them, she looked down at her body and, like daughter like mother, had a similar vision paint her mind. She was back in the cabin, but with her current body, lying in bed, where she turned over to see Maxxie, barely dressed, except from the way she held herself, it was clear that it was Reyn piloting her body. Though their features were different, the two of them were teenagers again, except this time, they could have the teenage romance that they could have had. If only they were born in a different era. If only Caroline weren’t so gullible to fall for a man like Bryce.
She knew this was wrong, that she was sexualizing her very daughter. Which is why she quickly shook her head, bouncing her curly brown hair about, and returned to reality.
The flight attendant had returned to collect their dishes, and with this break, the two had the opportunity to end this awkward sex talk. An opportunity that the two took unconsciously. Caroline(Jade) returned to the simple sugary delights of Mario, a game with nothing sexual in it, or so she wrongfully assumed. While Jade(Caroline) returned to her book, switching over to a jazz album while she braced herself for further eroticism. She has an opportunity before her, a new experience, and knew from her past that it was better to try something weird than to shy away from it.
Part 4: Jade & Caroline’s Mile High Adventure
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 15:36 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: An Airplane Over The Atlantic Ocean
As their flight progressed as smoothly as a flight can, Jade(Caroline) returned to her seat after a restroom trip, scooching past Caroline(Jade) and returning to her seat, taking care to not slam her butt on the tablet and to properly position her skirt before sitting down. She wasn’t sure why her mother picked a skirt at first, but as the flight carried on, she realized it was for the leggings. They were warm yet flexible, with nothing digging into her wider hips. But just leggings on their own? That wasn’t enough.
Caroline(Jade): “How are you holding up, Jade ‘Mother?'”
Jade(Caroline): “I’m doing alright. I… I sometimes forget how long international flights can be. It’s one thing to go halfway across the country, it’s another to go almost halfway across the world…”
Caroline(Jade): “Same here. Though, your ‘my’ games are keeping me plenty entertained. Mario’s just as fun as it was back on the my Nintendo ‘the NES’ and… well that was just petty. And the 3D display does a lot to make it easier to gauge jumps and such. I also like how running has a button, but wouldn’t it make more sense to use R or L instead of X for running?”
Jade(Caroline): “I know, I’ve been complaining about that ‘You know, I thought the same thing’ since playing New Super Mario Bros. Wii.”
Having her opinions censored and modified against her will made Jade(Caroline) want to scream, but she settled for a groan.
Caroline(Jade): “I also tried that Devil Survivor game ‘played Shin Megami Tensei: Devil Survivor Overclocked.’ …It seemed like a very teenage game, and I wanted to see what it was like. I was not expecting it to have so much dialogue, it’s almost like a book in that sense, and the Chess-like gameplay is strange, but fun. And the art style, the whole aesthetic, I guess, is youthful. I would have never thought I should engage with something ‘wasn’t sure how much I would’ like this, but look at me now! …How’s your book going?”
Jade(Caroline): “Oh, that. I’m almost done with A Fair Exchange, and I’m surprised how I’m just breezing through it. I was never much of always an active reader… I know you were never much of an active reader. It took you a while to enjoy books, in part due to how dense certain works required for school were, requiring a greater understanding of historical context before you could ‘get’ them. You only started enjoying reading things like 1984, The Great Gatsby, or Shakespeare because Zoe helped you understand them and the context around them, why they were the way they were.”
It was an awkward thing to say in the context of someone listening in on the conversation, but fortunately nobody was. They were all too busy staring at their various screens or catching some Z’s.
Caroline(Jade): “Uh-huh, but how about you tell me what you’re thinking of it so far?”
Jade(Caroline): “Uh, well the push-pull tension between the two leads is interesting, and the chapters that focus on Damien’s perspective do a lot to humanize him… while in some ways justifying what he’s going through as a fitting punishment. It is a bit odd how Fair keeps on winning, barely encountering much pushback, while he keeps finding new ways to struggle, even when things are handed to him.”
Caroline(Jade): “They make the intention clearer during the final chapters, but the idea is that the role of a CEO and leader, in corporate America, is one that could be fulfilled easily. So many things are done by other people, and so much of their job involves communicating things to people who do the labor. Executives like Damien don’t understand that the labor of a secretary, the labor of a woman, is something that requires multifaceted skills. So, naturally, one without those skills would struggle to simply get through a day. It is taking the ideas of ‘they would not last a week in my shoes’ and ‘I could do everything you can do better,’ just taken to an extreme.”
It did not take much for Jade(Caroline) to fill in the blanks on what Caroline(Jade) meant by extreme. There was not an excess of sex, but there was definitely more than a few “disciplinary” scenes where Fair used sex to punish or encourage Damien as he was forced through womanhood and secretarial work. Nothing close to the type of sexual activities Jade would enjoy, but still a fun fantasy to observe from the perspective of an ornamental plant.
Jade(Caroline): “I think I see what you mean. A-Anyway, you’ve gotten me curious. Let me go back to this. I can’t remember the last time I read a book in a day, but with no distractions, it’s not hard to focus in on this.”
Jade(Caroline) was surprised that last line wasn’t altered. She knew that Caroline had read a book in a day, especially during her cabin trip. Maybe wiggle words like remember trigger things differently. With Caroline(Jade) seemingly engrossed in Devil Survivor, Jade(Caroline) returned to her book, cycling through another few instrumental albums as she ignored the outside world. She even continued to read after the flight attendants passed out snacks in the form of avocado omelets, too captivated by the final few chapters to stop.
Weeks after their initial swap, Fair, in Damien’s body, managed to secure a vaguely detailed business deal that Damien had been working towards for months. Damien thought it was impossible to convince the other party, yet Fair managed to reassure them after just one meeting. The deal came with a signing bonus to the executives, an unfair arrangement that only benefitted the c-suite while giving nothing to the workers, but that was the nature of corporate America. Fair took Damien out to dinner to “celebrate,” yet all she did was gloat, show off everything she accomplished and remind her that she will be the one receiving over a million dollars— in 90s money.
This news left Damien mortified, yet Fair says she is not a monster, and offers to give him a promotion to management and raise, saying that she wants to prove herself to be a better Damien than he ever was. This causes Damien to reflect, over the strife he felt in learning how to be a woman, in learning how to manage his meager paycheck, and in learning to be a secretary. Crushed under a sense of relief, Damien cries and admits that Fair won, that she is a better Damien than he could ever be, and saying that he is not cut out to be a secretary, let alone a manager.
Fair says that’s a shame, and she was hoping to do one last good deed before cutting Damien out of her life, saying that she plans on retiring. Fair is getting a windfall of cash, has ample investments, and while she can keep working, she wants to spend more time with “her” wife and “her” children. Damien rejects this, saying that they are his family, but Fair explains that she knows them better than him, she even fucks his wife better than he ever did.
Frustrated and emasculated, Damien asks if his family needs any help, saying that he knows that, without Fair, he is not competent enough to be a manager. If she leaves, he will probably just be fired in a few months. He lacks the strength to be his own independent person, and begs her to let him work for her, saying he will even resort to being a maid, a nanny, a housekeeper. Just so long as he does not need to give up his family. …So long as he does not need to be alone.
The story then jumps ahead six months to an epilogue. Fair retired from her CEO position and has taken on the role of a freelance consultant, working a few hours a week while spending ample time with her wife and children. Meanwhile, Damien is their live-in housekeeper, waking up at dawn to prepare breakfast for the family, helping the children get ready for school, and keeping their home in tip-top shape. He is mediocre at this job, but keeps on trying.
While Fair is in her home office, Damien goes to the master bedroom, where he is confronted by his former wife, Lucia. Lucia explains that she knows about the body swap between Fair and Damien, has for months, and lures Damien into a sex scene, demanding he strip as his employer, and he does. Damien is then dominated by his former wife, who berates him as they have sex, claiming that the role of a maid is a fair position for someone of his temperament. He lacks the strength to even reject that notion, saying that he is just glad that Lucia is willing to touch him sexually.
After they conclude, Lucia tells him to not get used to this, as she is pregnant with another child. Damien understands that this is Fair’s child, not his, but congratulates her. Damien admits that while he might not know much about raising children, he will do everything he can do help raise his employers’ child. He feels a part of himself die as he says that, but he thinks that’s for the best. He no longer as the right to his former life, and claims that now, and forever, he is Fair.
It was twisted, spiteful, mean even, yet that’s why Jade(Caroline) was left wiggling in her seat, rubbing her legs together. The excitement had left her panty damp and her leggings moist. The submission, sacrifice, and sense of righteously transferring power through the medium of body swapping, it appealed to her in a manner she did not quite understand. All she understood was that she was at her limit. Yet she could not do anything with her mother about a foot away from her.
Caroline(Jade) looked over at her daughter, and could tell what she was feeling from a look on her face. Clearly flustered, obviously horny, and unambiguously conflicted. She could not help but smile as she saw this, letting out a sigh of relief even. She put her 3DS down before stepping out of her seat.
Caroline(Jade): “I’m heading to the restroom, and I think I’ll be a while. I have something I need to get out of my system.”
The hidden meaning of these words did not register to Jade(Caroline), who reflexively nodded and muttered “okay” as her mother left. She took a moment to grasp that she was indeed alone. The plane’s lights were off, the old man across the aisle had fallen asleep watching a movie, and for extra privacy, first class armrests came with a divider. Smiling, she raised the divider, put the tablet away, and looked forward, seeing a dim reflection of her mother’s body in the dark screen before her.
Guilt compounded as she remembered that she was in her mother’s body, and shut her eyes, thinking back to what Caroline(Jade) said. “As a woman of your age, it is important for you to explore your sexuality.” She is the one who recommended this to her. And the way she pointedly left right when she was at this apex… The more Jade(Caroline) thought about it, the more comfortable she was doing this. It was just another body.
Still, Jade(Caroline) tried to dissociate, thinking about A Fair Exchange as she focused on the characters, their sexual tension, and the scenarios they had gotten into. The fantasy made her crotch cry for attention, pouring out juices to loosen up her person, all obscured by her skirt. She sent her right hand past the skirt, past the leggings, but stopping at the soaked panty, laying four fingers against it as she spread her legs.
Jade(Caroline)’s body was so amped up and excited that she was already 80% of the way there. Her clitoris was poking against her cotton panty, begging for attention. She could feel her nipples pressing against her bra, moving slightly with every rapid breath. All she had to do was touch herself to bring her to the finish line, and she did just that. Avoiding direct contact, while still rapidly applying pressure from her fingers across her labia, the wetness allowing them to glide with ease as she felt herself grow closer and closer still.
Her hand moved faster as her patience dwindled, while her other hand sought to fasten things by reaching for her breasts, crawling past the sweater, yet not reaching past the bra. Because she didn’t need to if she wanted to stimulate her nipples. She had been carrying these things for hours, yet she suddenly gained a whole new world or appreciation for them, so soft, so pillowy, and despite everything this body went through, so spectacularly tender.
She bit her tongue as she realized what she was doing, and sought to dissociate further. Her mind threw around scenario after scenario to distract her from any unpleasant thoughts, her brain and hands operating on two different planes of reality, before her body reached its apex.
A jolt of electricity ran through her spine and across her body, and she felt a burst of fluids escape from her panty, onto her fingers. She kept her eyes shut as she wallowed in the aftermath, her sex drive successfully tamed after a single orgasm, yet as she opened them, that same dim reflection was looking back at her, unmistakably that of her mother. A drizzle of despair rained down on her… yet she dismissed it with a small laugh.
Jade(Caroline): “Heh. We really are tearing down any and all barriers, aren’t we? …This is going to be a long trip, but I suppose this is what Verde wanted us to do. To push who we are, to achieve experiences we never thought possible. I can keep fighting it… or I can try to accept it. Accept that, for the next week, I am Caroline.”
With a heavy breath and a drenched crotch, Jade(Caroline) moseyed over to the restroom on the other end of first class seating. She wasn’t sure what she could do about the mess between her legs, and didn’t have an accessible pair of underwear, but surely some paper towels would go a long way.
As Jade(Caroline) was taking care of her business, Caroline(Jade) was in one of the airplane’s restrooms, sitting down to pee and staring at her panties, finding them to be soaked. Not with pee, thankfully, just standard arousal fluid, much to her dismay.
Caroline(Jade): “I knew it was a mistake to look through those TG Caption sites. I should have just played my games, but no, I… I just couldn’t help myself. C’mon, Caroline ‘Jade,’ this is your daughter’s body, so why don’t I… is it because Jade has only been around ‘I have only been like this’ for a few months? Wait, no, this is…”
Her trail of thought was interrupted by the sound of urine drizzling out and hitting the dry airplane toilet.
Caroline(Jade): “…I think, at this point, the boundaries have collapsed. I could suffer through this, to deny myself to live as a teenager, but… teenagers masturbate. B-Besides, th-this is nothing like what Natasha did, and we forgave her so… I should just be strong and accept the taboo. It’s not like I’m having sex with Jade ‘Mother.’ I know that I would never do that, not in a thousand lifetimes. …Right?”
For a second, it felt like the universe itself was laughing at poor little Caroline, but she could not piece together why.
Caroline(Jade): “I should just get this over with… and thank goodness Jade ‘I’ packed this.”
From her jeans’ pockets, she produced a small egg vibrator and carefully placed it in her vagina after wiping. She positioned herself against the wall as she pressed the teensy remote attached to the egg with a bit of string, and let her mind drift towards a fantasy. Not one of fictional characters, like what Jade was doing in the other. Her mind was still filled with sexual realities she experienced within the past few days, her mind considered Reyn the partner for her, but with the entire Swap Posse available to her mental Rolodex, she had a bevy of bodies to choose. Yet, considering her current body, so young and plain, she found herself captured by the body she wore just three days ago, Tony’s.
Tall, strong, incredibly handsome, and while he was too young for her in most instances, if she was Jade, then that seemed like a plenty appropriate pairing, didn’t it? She could picture it now, being cast in her daughter’s body at the cabin once again, dainty compared to Reyn as he wore Tony’s body with gusto, while having the sexual urges of a teenage boy. She would resist, of course, but eventually she would relent, and the two of them would fuck like the teenagers they were, moving fast, making a mess, but delighting, elating, in the rawness.
Though the two had sex more times than either cared to count, and with four different arrangements, they were always them. So the idea of doing it with different bodies was at the forefront of Caroline’s mind. Just her and the man she loved, fucking in an array of different bodies through a summer that would never end.
That idea is all it took for Caroline(Jade) to reach a climax, and she just as quickly shut off her vibrating egg. She yanked it out, plopped it into the sink, and let her discharge drizzle onto the floor as she wafted in the afterglow. …Before realizing that she just came in a damn airplane restroom. Desperately, she needed to regain some dignity. She dabbed her vagina and the floor with a paper towel, flushing into who knows where. Hoisting up her jeans, she went to wash her hands, and vibrator, with as much thoroughness as she could, shutting her eyes as she spoke to herself.
Caroline(Jade): “It’s okay, Jade. You did nothing wrong, and Caroline probably did the same thing. You’re cool, you’re cool, you—”
Her attempts at comforting herself were interrupted by a light banging on the door.
Flight Passenger: “Are you done in there? It’s been almost ten minutes!”
Caroline(Jade): “…This is going to be a long vacation.”
Gaiden July 7th: The Flare Family Geneva Getaway – Episode 1.0
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 09:07 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: The Flare Residence
The Flare Residence looked positively strange as its kitchen sprang to life during breakfast time, with Babs nowhere to be seen as Maxxie took over the reins of meal prep. With an apron over her T-shirt and shorts, she giddily hummed to herself as she tended to a super-sized skillet full of scrambled eggs, sausages, tomatoes, and a scattering of spice. It was a pointedly amateurish approach to cooking— preparing a meal that could be derisively described as “some bullshit,” yet she happily filled four plates with this, some fruit, and toast.
Carrying two plates in hand, she moseyed out of the kitchen and to the dining room, where her entire family was in attendance, all dressed in decidedly casual wear. After their… hectic trip to Japan, Ken and Elly were back yet still looked tired, yet were still engaging with their youngest.
Terra: “So, wait, you just left all those people swapped and destroyed a VD 2.0?”
Elly: “Nene, we would have made everything right if we could, but…”
Ken: “We tried our best, and were lucky to get out of their with our bodies. So, personally, I’m calling this a win.”
Maxxie: “Uh-huh, tell that to your IT peeps… after your breakfast.”
With the “deft” hands of an incompetent waitress, Maxxie plopped the plates before her parents and watched as they looked at the food before them.
Ken: “Ha! You know, when most people ask for sausages and eggs, they don’t expect you to mix them together.”
Elly: “And I was planning on avoiding meat today…”
Maxxie: “S-sorry Mom and Dad. I sorta forgot that I was cooking for others there.”
Elly: “It’s fine, Maxxie. We don’t expect much with Babs gone.”
Despite her prior criticism, Elly began to eat the egg and sausage mix before her, twisting her expression as she ate, not finding it appetizing but also not unpleasant enough to warrant commentary. With that flimsy endorsement, Maxxie went back to the kitchen to grab the other two plates, placing one in front of Terra before sitting down with her own plate.
Maxxie: “So, you still planning on jumping from one vacation to another?”
Ken: “We didn’t exactly plan on doing this…”
Elly: “But after everything we went through in Tokyo, we feel like we need to take some time off before going back to work.”
Ken: “Not that we can even do much work with the IT systems down.”
Terra: “Is… Is that really the best idea? I know you guys are the owners of Flare Industries, but—”
Maxxie: “You know, most kids your age wouldn’t say no to a vacation. Not like you’ve got many plans with that Evelyn and Nina.”
Terra: “It’s not that, I just don’t want people to think you’re, I don’t know, lazy or something, because you’re not.”
Elly: “What happened in Tokyo will stay in Tokyo, but those who need to know what happened have an idea of what happened.”
The vague response Elly was giving, even to her younger daughter, did not fill Terra with much confidence, but she was not bold enough to press her mother on the subject.
Maxxie: “So, where’d you guys decide on going again?”
Ken: “Oh, just Timber Geneva Lodge. We just want to get away from the city, someplace more rural, more scenic, but not too far away.”
Elly: “I still remember when we went on a family trip there with you, Jade, and Terra, when she was just a baby. I think that was nine years ago…”
Maxxie: “Oh, right, that’s where we went. I still remember how shy Jade was about getting into the water and how much she screamed when we went down that slide. Those were the days… But I’m still gonna have to pass on this trip. I’ve gotta get my guy on with Verde starting tomorrow, and who knows what she’ll have me do.”
Ken: “You sure you don’t want to go? We won’t have many more chances for the whole Flare family to go out like this…”
Maxxie: “I would if I could, but even then… Look at me, Dad. Look at me and what do you see?”
Maxxie, half-finished with her meal, stood up and did a twirl before her father, who responded as one might expect.
Ken: “A beautiful young woman, what else?”
Maxxie: “Yes, but above all else, an 18-year-old legal adult! Major Maxxie Flare! I love you guys, but I’m at the age where I gotta do my own thang, fly free like a bird, and am not really in the mood for another family vacation. Especially not this summer. …Is that okay with you, Terra?”
Though she had remained mostly quiet during this conversation, focusing on her food, Terra was listening intently, musing over what her sister was saying.
Terra: “I should be fine. I don’t think we’ve ever been apart for more than a few days, but you’re not going to be long for more than a week… are you?”
Maxxie: “Eh… Hopefully. Verde’s being sloppy with the vagueness, but she wouldn’t take me outta the action for that long.”
Terra: “There’s also the… forget it.”
Maxxie: “No, I shan’t! I shan’t forget how you stifled yourself. Speak your mind, young Terra!”
Taking a sigh as a preface, Terra did as her sister requested.
Terra: “It… it’s one thing if you’re swapping bodies with boys, but the more time you talk about turning into a boy, ‘getting a better boy body,’ it makes me… worried that you might not be the same Maxxie I’ve always known. I’ve always seen you as… girly. Seeing how you can do so many things while being a girl, being so hyper, sexual, and… weird, it… it made me think about what it meant to be a girl. How it’s not as rigid as I was told it was, and how… fluid femininity really was. I don’t think you’re trans or—”
Maxxie: “You’re worrying about nothing, Sis. Maxxie Flare is completely confident in her gender, and comfy enough to play around with it. But I can emphatically, definitively, and unanimously state that I am a girl. I am her, I am she, and I am who I wanna be! …And if I can be a hot guy like 10%, 20% of the time, that’d be pretty dang swell in my book. May-be there’s a Maxxie in another world who would be totes down with being a dude for the rest of her days, but that’s not this one!”
To punctuate her point, Maxxie rustled Terra’s hair, laughing as she indulged in this teasing motion.
Maxxie: “So, when are you planning on leaving? …And did you clear this with Verde? She can get pretty fussy about these sorts of things.”
Elly: “Oh, I almost forgot about that. Our calendars were taken offline so I couldn’t jot that down. Ken, did you—”
Turning around, Elly saw Ken on his phone, giving Verde a call and waiting for her to pick up.
Ken: “Verde? Hey, Ken here. I… I’ve already apologized four times for… Verde, you had the opportunity to head to Japan and… Alright. I’m going to put you on speaker.”
As the tone of his voice grew more frustrated, Ken planted his phone on the table so the entire family could hear Verde on the other end.
Verde: “—I’m not trying to be a bitch— emphasis on trying— but Abigale had to head off to Asia to clean up your mess, so now I’m gonna be stuck here— all by my lonesome!”
Elly: “Verde, again, we are incredibly sorry for the inconvenience. If there is anything we can do to make it up to you then—”
Verde: “I heard on the grapevine that you’re planning a trip. Where to?”
Terra: “Timber Geneva Lodge…”
Verde: “Okay, lemme look her up and… ah, okay, that’s a pretty modest family resort, with a natural lake, and mildly chintzy lodge aesthetic. A fine place for some hi-jinks, but you can only go on one condition. And I think you know what it is.”
Maxxie: “They gotta swap bodies, just like the Xings and Kurokawas?”
Verde: “BINGO! While I get that you want some R&R after making SUCH a mess that the military cops showed up, you can do it as each other. Let’s see, Maxxie is mine for the next week, so the switch is obvious… Terra, you’re your momma again. Enjoy the MILF life.”
Terra: “P-Please don’t call my mother a ‘MILF.'”
Verde: “Ken, you’re gonna do the daddy daughter swap and get to be an 11-year-old again. Enjoy it… or else!”
Ken: “Ha! I never would’ve asked, but if you insist, I’m sure I’ll find my inner child one way or another.”
Verde: “And Elly, you—”
Elly: “I’m switching into my husband’s body again?”
There was a long pause as Verde either did the arithmetic in her head or double-checked if that’s what she wrote down.
Verde: “Eyup! Pretty boring, I know, but everybody else has been reserved. However, to make things interesting, I am going to give you a special treatment I developed for Jade and Caroline. I call it Kayfabe Substitution Mode. Basically, once you swap with someone, you will be forced to refer to yourself as that person. Elly’s gonna be forced to say she’s a guy and a father, Ken isn’t going to be able to talk about the girls he slept with in the 80s without prefacing it as a story he heard from his ‘dad.’ If you don’t act the part, your freedom of speech will be compromised and your lips will defy your mind. Any questions?”
Terra: “Uh, yes, how does—”
Before Terra, or anyone else, could muster their question, they felt their senses faded into nothingness only to return in a new vessel. Just like that, they swapped bodies according to Verde’s declaration. Terra was in her Elly’s body, Ken was in Terra’s, and Elly was in Ken’s body yet again.
Terra(Elly): “W-Why did you swap me into my mom ‘do that?’ Wait, no, I’m in my mom’s body ‘Elly.'”
Verde: “Whoops! Guess my finger just slipped! But from the sound of your inflection, Elly, it sounds like everything worked out splendidly. I had to leave you at a spicy time like this, but I’m in the car, just about to pick up Jade and Caroline for their trip. If you got questions, hit me up in an hour if ya wanna. See ya!”
Expressing a dearth of grace, Verde then ended the call, leaving three members of the Flare family swapped and perplexed.
Ken(Terra): “Wow! Babs was right. The mansion really does look giant from Terra’s ‘my’ body. …That is going to take some getting used to, but a little bit of role-playing never hurt anyone.”
Elly(Ken): “Does that mean I can’t say I’m Elly ‘Ken?’ …I suppose that’s my answer there.”
Maxxie: “Okay, you guys definitely swapped, but you can’t say you swapped? Is that it?”
Ken(Terra): “Seems so, daughter ‘Sis.’ Oh! It leaves a tingling sensation on the tongue when it substitutes a word. This could be fun.”
Faced with her parents’ acceptance, Terra(Elly) looked down at her mature body and sighed, choosing the path of least resistance.
Terra(Elly): “Y-Yeah. At least it will be more memorable than just another family vacation.”
Elly(Ken): “Heh. Then I guess we may as well get going. The sooner we arrive at Timber Geneva, the more fun we can have like this.”
Ken(Terra): “Actually, Dad, I think we should double-check our suitcases first. We might want to change things around.”
Terra(Elly): “T-That’s right, Dad ‘Nene.’ I should make sure I’m packing the right kinds of clothes. Maxxie… would you kindly take care of the dishes.”
Maxxie: “Sure thing, Mom. I’ll clean things up in a jiffy!”
With the twist of their vacation revealed, the three shuffled upstairs to review what belongings they’d bring with their bodies, leaving Maxxie alone to tidy up after breakfast
Maxxie: “…No wonder Babs gets the ‘big bucks’ for doing this every morning.”
Gaiden July 7th: The Flare Family Geneva Getaway – Episode 1.1
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 11:11 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: Timber Geneva Lodge, Lake Geneva, Wisconsin
Located just a few miles past the Wisconsin border, the city of Lake Geneva served as a common summer resort and vacation home spot for residents of both Chicago and Milwaukee. The city, if it could even be called that, was tucked away between fields, forests, and farmlands and clustered around the sizable Geneva Lake, a modest lake home to hundreds upon hundreds of resting boats for recreational use. It was nothing on the level of the similarly named Lake Geneva in France and Switzerland, nor was its theming particularly compelling. However, the prospect of being an hour away from two major cities made it a compelling low investment vacation destination for families.
There was a scattering of a dozen or so options for hotels, yet the Flare family had decided on spending a few nights at the Timber Geneva Lodge. The Lodge was a 4-star hotel with direct access to the lake and its own hybrid indoor and outdoor water park, with a loose woodlands adventure theme. While far from the fanciest or cheapest, it was the one generally preferred among families with decent savings, and in the case of the Flare family, millionaires as well.
Following an hour plus drive, the Flare family’s casual car drove into the parking lot of the Lodge, where the driver settled for a distant parking spot with shade from a nearby tree. Once parked, the family emerged from the car into the windy temperate air of Lake Geneva.
Terra(Elly) emerged from the driver’s seat, wearing a casual salmon colored shirt that gave her chest room to breathe and a pair of off-white capris. Elly(Ken) came out of the passenger’s dear, wearing the summer dad staple of a loose short-sleeve button-up along with baggy shorts. While Ken(Terra) was dressed in a simple pink T-shirt with a little green snake on it and a dark skort. They looked like any other family coming to this resort, if not a smidgen darker than their usual clientele. After taking a minute to stretch their legs, they began digging their luggage out from the trunk.
Elly(Ken): “I still can’t believe how confident you are behind the wheel…”
Terra(Elly): “I-It’s all because of that Driving Skills thing Verde added ‘years of experience.’ …But I must admit, it is nice being able to drive with such comfort.”
Ken(Terra): “Yeah! You take on all the responsibility while I get to chillax and relax. Now this is a real vacation!”
As they talked, Ken(Terra) tried fishing out and carrying the family’s three suitcases herself, before Elly(Ken) effortlessly pulled two away from him.
Elly(Ken): “Just try not to get too used to acting like an 11-year-old, ‘Terra.‘”
Ken(Terra): “Don’t worry about it! This is nothing next to the crap I had to deal with while in Tokyo ‘before.’ I’ll be fine!”
Hearing such bravado from her body rubbed Terra(Elly) the wrong way, but she had gotten used to seeing people act out of character at this point.
Terra(Elly): “Y-Yeah, ‘Ken,’ and I’ll be fine too.”
Elly(Ken): “I know you’re responsible, but… I still worry that you are trying to grow up too quickly ‘acting too independent.'”
Wincing at the unwanted substitution, Elly(Ken) considered saying something more before accepting that her point was sufficiently made
Terra(Elly): “You’re worrying about nothing. It’s just a private room, it’s right next to yours, and we’re at a hotel. It’s not like I have my own apartment.”
Ken(Terra): “Personally, I’m not worried. You’re not going to steal the car and run away or whatever, and you’ve got those earrings Verde gave you.”
For as much as she did not like acknowledging them, the amethyst stud earrings were still in Terra’s ears, following her whenever she swapped bodies. They did not look inappropriate on Elly or anything approximating that. The purple complimented her complexion. Yet for as long as they were embedded in her ears, she would be unable to do anything sexual with an adult.
Terra(Elly): “Y-Yeah, I know. But I am going to want to do my own thing here.”
Ken(Terra): “Huh. Sounds like you don’t want to spend quality family time with us…”
Terra(Elly): “It’s not that, it’s just… needing to present as my own mother ‘a mother and a wife’ sounds like it would be more work than being… a woman in her 40s.”
Elly(Ken): “I agree. We’re still technically in public, so trying to assume our bodies roles would not be much of a vacation. I just hope nobody recognizes us. I’d hate to force you to deal with a corporate acquaintance.”
Terra(Elly): “Thanks for understanding M— D— …Ken.”
With the details of their trip hashed out and the entrance finally near, the switched up Flare family checked into their rooms. A single one bedroom for Terra(Elly) and a shared two bedroom for Elly(Ken) and Ken(Terra). Both were on the second floor, and after a short walk up the stairs, the three split up to go their separate ways. Carrying a suitcase in one hand and with a purse strapped to her shoulder, Terra(Elly) slid into her room for the next four days and ran a hand through her hair.
The room itself was surprisingly sizable, with a proper kitchen, dining table, queen-sized bed, and decent bathroom with a proper bathtub. It was nothing fancy, but it was nicer than many one bedroom apartments, and once Terra(Elly) was done glancing through every room, she felt… free. Nobody was watching her, nobody other than a select few would see her as anything less than adult woman. As she looked down at herself, as she spoke and heard her mother’s voice play back to her, she was a far cry from the little girl she had been forced be. Now… now she was an adult for the next few days, and she got the green light to live as one. This was her place, her suitcase of stuff, and everything was her responsibility.
As she recited these facts to herself, Terra(Elly) felt her heart aflutter and began role-playing as the woman she now was, checking the various things she recalled Babs checking last time they went on a family vacation. Testing the appliances, opening the drawers, making sure the water pressure and temperature were satisfactory, before finally unpacking her suitcase of clothes and hygiene products. Barring the lack of food in her kitchen, it started feeling like a little home, and once she was done setting up her bathroom, she looked into the mirror before her.
Terra(Elly): “Right, I am Elly. I am Eleanore Flare. This is my body, and this is who I am. And… that means I will need to get naked in this body, shower in it, and… I’ve done all of this before, so why am I getting so worried about it now. It’s not even that weird. I… Terra saw me naked throughout her childhood, and… if I am going to be here for a while, and if I do have so much free time, then I think I should take advantage of the pool. I don’t need to tell anyone, for I am my own person.”
Harnessing her newfound confidence, and with the day still young, Terra(Elly) grabbed her swimsuit, room key card, towel, sunglasses, and book before heading down to the pool. Nobody would question her. Nobody needed to. And while she could— and has— done something like this in her own pool, there was a certain thrill to doing it in a place like this. A place with dozens, if not hundreds, of people wandering around, completely oblivious to who she was, let alone who she really was.
The girl smiled as she enjoyed these thoughts, entering the elevator with a confidence that looked right on her current face.
As Terra(Elly) ventured out to her own pastures, Ken(Terra) and Elly(Ken) were still getting situated, unpacking their things as they mulled about the hotel room. Ken(Terra) was busy rolling around his bedroom in the two-bed suite, delighting in his smaller form, while Elly(Ken) was playing parent, putting her “daughter’s” clothes and belongings out of “her” suitcase.
Ken(Terra): “You sure you’re okay being boring old Dad for the vacation? You’ve been Dad for so much of the past month.”
Elly(Ken): “You make it sound like I don’t like being you ‘me.’ Plus, it’s different being… me when we’re in another country or at work compared to being a middle-aged man at a family resort. Nobody here knows who Ken Flare is, at least I doubt they would be able to recognize me at the pool or the restaurant. We are free to be who we want to be for the rest of the vacation, so long as we fulfill our roles.”
Ken(Terra): “Ha! I knew a guy who used to do that for kicks. I think his name was Anthony Appleton. …But you’re not even wrong. So go nuts if you’ll let me do the same.”
Elly(Ken): “Go nuts? You think I don’t know what that really means by now?”
She stared back at him with a knowing stare, almost rolling her eyes.
Ken(Terra): “I know you do! At the end of the day, I know you’ll always love me. I was sure of that… 15 years ago, and I’m more certain of that than I am that the sun will rise tomorrow.”
Elly(Ken): “Oh, Ken ‘Terra.’ You’re so dramatic sometimes.”
Ken(Terra): “It’s true. But if you want to go try finding love as a 52-year-old man, that’s your prerogative, old-timer. Me? I’m sure there are a bunch of kids for me to goof around with.”
Knowing what “goof around” meant, Elly(Ken) fully rolled her eyes.
Elly(Ken): “Right… I am reminded of a certain someone who was a real playboy in his youth.”
Ken(Terra): “Come on! I’m not some monster. …Even doing it with 18-year-olds is a bit much for my blood.”
Elly(Ken): “…No matter what you do, keep it at first base.”
Ken(Terra): “Ha! You don’t need to tell me twice. And with tweens, I feel like I’m the one who should be scared that things will escalate beyond my control. …As for you, you should definitely go all the way. You’d be amazed at how different it feels doing it with different women.”
As the conversation reached peak awkwardness, the “father” and “daughter” duo stepped out of their hotel room to explore what the rest of the hotel had to offer, looking for activities, to break in their first day at the lodge.
Gaiden July 7th: The Flare Family Geneva Getaway – Episode 1.2
Date: Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Time: 18:36 CDT (Central Daylight Time)
Location: Timber Geneva Lodge, Lake Geneva, Wisconsin
The majority of their first day at the Timber Geneva Lodge was spent getting the lay of the land, enjoying the facilities, and the freedom afforded by the hotel. It was not an all-inclusive resort gushing with things to do, but milling about in the halls, shops, lakefront, and water park was enough to keep the three engaged.
Terra(Elly) enjoyed role-playing as a mature woman, finding the quietest spot in the pool area so she could focus on reading well above her grade level. While she could hear the muffled screaming of children on the other side of the park, she developed a wall between herself and them, surrounded by other parents and grown-ups who were looking for a reprieve from their responsibilities.
Ken(Terra) took to the arcade, spending money in exchange for cheap thrills while surrounded by vibrant lights and a positively sugary atmosphere. It was truly the perfect place for him to forget about his responsibilities and let hours pass by, not worrying about deadlines, meetings, or some itinerary.
While Elly(Ken) was milling about, socializing with the dads and stray men scattered about the resort, walking along the lakefront and breaking out into lengthy conversations about truly whatever came to mind. While this socialization was indeed part of Ken and Elly’s career, it was different when they were just chatting, not concerned about keeping up appearances and merely existing as people in some place.
Eventually however, their day came to a close, twilight drew near, and all three eventually made their way to the hotel restaurant for dinner. The Moose Haus seated them outside the hotel, in the crisp evening air, where they could look out into the lake, seeing the late afternoon sun reflect on the water. Clear shifting skies lingered overhead, and with the area full of families, and a few stray lone vacationers, there was a sense of liveliness to the place.
Despite their claims to do their own thing during this trip, the Flare family reunited for dinner, describing their days as they enjoyed their attempts at “in-character” meals. Crab for Terra(Elly), a steakburger for Elly(Ken), and a plate of ahi tuna tacos for Ken(Terra). The food was good, not great, and with such a gorgeous body of water before them, with so many dense trees surrounding them, they tried to lose themselves in the experience. It was far from the nicest place they had visited— not even the nicest place Ken and Elly had visited this summer— yet they appreciated it for what it was and for how they felt in this environment. The way that some men gave Terra(Elly) a passing glance, clearly seeing her as a woman. How people saw Elly(Ken) as the lead of the familial unit, approaching her first. And how nobody paid much mind to Ken(Terra) as he made behaved like the child he appeared to be.
They relished in this small slice of atmosphere, in being someone else in body and without the obligation to necessarily act like them. However, the talks of independence earlier rang through their head, even as they sat at the same table. With three more full days at this establishment, they had to busy themselves with some project, and they all silently understood their shared goals of immersing themselves. They were here to take a vacation from themselves while not being the person they appeared to be. They could just lounge around, but as two goal-driven people, and a child who had plenty of leisure time, they needed a project, and with the night near its end, the three began to set their targets.
Ken(Terra) looked around at the children eating around him. He had seen many of them earlier in the day, gallivanting around with them and pursuing whatever “kid stuff” they suggested. He could have just stuck to this, but with a young heart beating in his chest, he wanted something more, and as he mused over this idea, he looked over to see a Middle-Eastern family sat a few tables away. A mother, a father, both in their 40s, with a single child between them, looking to be about 13-years-old. A bit pudgy for his age, yet to hit his big middle school growth spurt, still in that murky period before becoming a true teenager.
Still, when Ken(Terra) locked eyes with this kid, he did the same, the two looking each other’s faces and bodies. With the connection made, Ken(Terra) chose to instigate things, getting up to leave for the restroom before winking at the boy, urging him to follow along. With a nod, the boy excused himself, venturing to the back or the restaurant, where Ken(Terra) pulled him into an empty booth.
Ken(Terra): “Hiya. I saw that you were giving me a look there.”
Middle Eastern Boy: “Uh, y-yeah, I thought you looked pretty… pretty… y-yeah, you looked pretty.”
Ken(Terra) snorted at his awkward attempt at a compliment.
Ken(Terra): “My name’s Terra, what’s yours?”
Middle Eastern Boy: “R-Rakim.”
Ken(Terra): “Where are you from, Rakim? I’m from Chicago, and I’ll be here till Saturday. What about you?”
Rakim: “Milwaukee. My family wanted to get away from the city for vacation, and we decided this was the best place. We’re planning on leaving Sunday, since they have work on Monday, haha…”
Ken(Terra): “You alone here? Maybe we could get to know each other? Make our vacations a little more interesting.”
Rakim felt his face warm up as Ken(Terra) made that offer. Rakim was, of course, used to middle school aged kids, but the forwardness and confidence of Ken in the body of this 11-year-old left him… dazed. Being approached, or desired, was still a new thing for boys his age, and being treated this way, being offered this level of affection… it made him wiggle in his seat.
Rakim: “Y-Yeah, I think… I would like that. It, uh, it’s pretty boring being at a place like this all alone.”
Ken(Terra): “Well, that settles it then!”
With gusto, Ken(Terra) latched out and grabbed Rakim’s hand, shaking it eagerly before throwing it up into the air.
Ken(Terra): “Let’s make some special summer memories together, Rakim. Starting tomorrow, at the pool by 10. See ya!”
Channeling his other daughter’s upbeat demeanor, Ken(Terra) hopped out of the seat and into the women’s room. Rakim tried chasing after her, but the boy was so flustered he could barely get a word out, let alone a sentence. As the door shut before him, he sulked before heading into the men’s room.
As Ken(Terra) left, Terra(Elly) was in the middle of polishing off her crab, looking around at the people before her. She had just spent a few hours lounging and settling into this body, but another three days of that did not sound particularly riveting, and she needed a project, a person other than her family she could spend time with. She thought about what this person could possibly be. A friend would make the most sense, and this kayfabe substitution thing would help her gel with them. Yet, as she crossed her legs and looked down at the boobs resting on her chest, thinking back to a particularly juicy scene in the novel she was reading, that did not seem satisfying to her.
After so many stories of love and sex, of nearly getting that after she stole Babs’s body and hid away in Schaumburg for a day, after being literal minutes from losing her virginity in a foursome, Terra(Elly) knew what she wanted. The idea of doing it in her mother’s body naturally set off some alarms, but a childhood of constant exposure to sex prevented her from feeling the same ick factor as certain other people might feel. For the three days, this was her body, and she would use it however she wanted. …She just needed a partner to make things happen.
Terra(Elly) had not really thought of how to manage that. She was a bit too self-centered, but now she was in a place full of adults, full of people… except a clear 80% of them were couples and parents. After a cursory glance of the folks outside did not produce any good leads, she ventured inside, casually looking over the people sitting around. She was trying to not be picky. She didn’t care if they were a man or woman. Yet, she did not want to pull apart a family or go after any of the men older than her dad, so she was left with slim pickings. Just as she was starting to think she’d need to look past this resort, she saw two men talking at the restaurant’s bar. One looked to be another man around 50-years-old— too old for her even if it wasn’t too old for her body— and another man, in his 30s, who immediately captured her eyes.
He was a tall man with curly black hair that traipsed down his neck, a Mediterranean olive complexion, flakes of facial hair over his chiseled face, warm hazel eyes, and a sizable stature in both height and girth. Roughly 185 centimeters tall and 75 kilograms. A tuft of dark chest hair poked out from his mostly buttoned shirt, body hair spreading all the way to his exposed arms. He was without question a masculine man, looking utterly comfortable and confident in himself as he sat and char with what Terra(Elly) could only assume to be a business associate, only stopping to take a bite out of his juicy wrap.
As Terra(Elly) looked him over, their eyes crossed. Terra(Elly) bashfully looked to her side, faced with a flee or pursue scenario, but as the Mediterranean saw her awkward shuffling, he made a small gesture toward his associate. The older man swiftly nodded before getting up, shooting his younger friend a smirk before departing.
Mediterranean Man: “Can I help you with anything, Miss? You look a little lost.”
With her choice made for her, Terra(Elly) approached this handsome man and decided to, as Maxxie says “just go for it.”
Terra(Elly): “S-Sorry, I was… I was just looking around the hotel, trying to get my bearings.”
Mediterranean Man: “Well, if you need help finding your way around here, I’d be more than happy to help. It’s far from the first time I’ve been here. Oh, but where are my manners. My name’s Petros.”
Terra(Elly): “T-Terra ‘Elly.’ And I’d… I’d appreciate that. I’m… I’m here alone for a few days as part of a… corporate mandated vacation, and I could use some… company.”
From her inflection, it was clear that Terra(Elly) was not necessarily being truthful. Her vocal inclinations were rough, uneven, and she had the wavering confidence of a young schoolgirl in the body of a woman on the sunny side of forty. This should have been a red flag to anyone, but Petros did not seem to mind.
Petros: “What a coincidence. I like this place, great location, better view, but it can be lonely being at a hotel by myself. …This night is young, so what do you say we get started right now?”
To a woman of Elly’s age, this would be an obvious red flag. But to an 11-year-old, cosplaying as an adult, this was just handing them what they were looking for.
Terra(Elly): “Oh? S-Sure! I just need to…”
Terra(Elly) paused to look back at her table from afar, seeing that Elly(Ken) was chatting up a waitress, and her purse was nowhere to be seen. Looking down, she saw its strap right between her boobs.
Terra(Elly): “N-Never mind! Let’s get going, Petros.”
Pulling out some cash and sliding it to the bartender, Petros got out of his seat and stood next to Terra(Elly), towering half a foot over her, before placing an arm over her shoulder. She flinched, but he continued, starting by going over the restaurant’s menu and offering some recommendations. There was a part of Terra(Elly) that could tell this was going a bit too far. That maybe this was not the best idea. Yet, if this is what had to be done for her to finally break past the shackles of childhood and enter the adult world, then she would be willing to do it. Besides, being doted on like this, not as a child but as a woman, was a novelty she hadn’t tired of.
With the other two members of her family gone off to who knows where, Elly(Ken) was polishing off her fries, dipping them in mustard, as it agreed with her body’s palate. As she ate, she mulled over what type of experience she could have as Ken. As a man in their fifties, as one with stature both physical and financial, she had an allure. Unfortunately, she would be hard-pressed to find many single women who would want to be with a graying bald man such as herself. She looked around as she mused over this fact, hoping for the right opportunity to fall into her lap. She didn’t want to be the only one who didn’t form a “loose bond” during this vacation. Fortunately for her, she got just that as her waitress came back.
Elly(Ken) did not pay her much mind when she first came around, but with her desperation rising, she was willing to explore all avenues, and what she saw was… compelling. Dressed in the standard white shirt and black pants dress code among the waitstaff, the waitress was a short, fat woman in her twenties. One with blonde hair, blue eyes, big boobs, and a comparably fat rear if her pants were any indication. A faint scattering of freckles darted her face, her hair was tied into a bun, but looked to go down to her mid-back, and a pair of circular glasses rested on her face.
She was not a remarkable girl, nor the same type of busty twig women that men of stature wanted to claim ownership of— despite almost always enjoying a heavier gal. Yet, Elly(Ken) found the prospect of a millionaire getting with a waitress like this to be a compelling enough concept to warrant an effort at least. Besides, if she enjoyed Kathy’s curves, then maybe going up two sizes would be fun.
Waitress: “It looks like you’re about finished. Can I interest you in any dessert, sir?”
Most people in the Chicagoland area did not have a perceptible accent, barring older folks who grew up in particular neighborhoods, but this waitress was notable for her midwestern accent. She sounded decidedly rural in a way you typically did not hear from the Chicago-Milwaukee area. Her drawn out pronunciation and vowel usage made her sound like she was from Northern Wisconsin, perhaps even Minnesota, and certainly not a settlement with more than 30,000 people. How she wound up here was anyone’s guess.
Elly(Ken): “Sorry, but I think I’m a bit too full for that. But I would like to know your name, it seems to have slipped my mind.”
Waitress: “Oh, it happens. I forget people’s names all the time! I’m Bianca, and you’re… Ken, right?”
Elly(Ken): “Yeah. Guess my name was worth remembering.”
Bianca: “Oh, it’s only three letters. Not that hard to file away. So, do ya plan on paying with cash or card?”
Elly(Ken): “Cash, but if you don’t mind me asking, when do you get off work?”
Bianca: “Huh? The restaurant closes at nine, so I’m not gettin’ out until maybe nine thirty. Why’d ya ask?”
Elly(Ken): “Let’s just say you captured my eye and look like a girl who enjoys a good time.”
Elly(Ken) was trying to ride a thin line to success as she spoke, but based on the cheerful sound of Bianca’s snort, she was onto something.
Bianca: “Heh. Y’know, my parents told me about guys like you, but I didn’t expect you to be as old as my dad!”
Elly(Ken): “Hmm… So I take it you know what kind of game I’m playing.”
Bianca: “Yeah! …But that doesn’t mean I don’t wanna play. BRB with your cheque.”
A minute of idling later, Bianca came back with a printed receipt for their meal, just under $50 after tax. Despite this, Elly(Ken) handed Bianca a $100 bill.
Elly(Ken): “Keep the change, consider it a tip.”
Bianca: “…Oh, so you’re one of those types of fellas, eh?”
Elly(Ken): “I prefer the term successful businessman. So, what do you say?”
Bianca: “Well, if I get nice things out of this, I guess it’s worth it in the end.”
Elly(Ken): “Now you’re thinking under capitalism.”
Bianca snorted before replying.
Bianca: “Well, I am free till four tomorrow, if you wanna show me a good time.”
Elly(Ken): “And I do. In fact, here’s my number.”
Grabbing an unused napkin and a pen from her pocket— every self-respected businessperson has a pen on them at all times— Elly(Ken) wrote one of Ken’s secret phone numbers— ones that routed to his main number, but were handed out for special occasions like this. Bianca looked at this note with skepticism before snatching it up.
Bianca: “Just so you know, I have expensive tastes.”
Right after saying that, Bianca keyed Ken’s number into her flip phone— in the era of $250 smartphones— in case the ink got smudged by her pockets.
Elly(Ken): “I think I can handle that. Call me up when you can.”
With a nod and half-assed bow, Bianca went to record her cash receipt and break out her tips, leaving Elly(Ken) in her lonesome before Ken(Terra) finally returned and took a seat.
Elly(Ken): “So, how’d things go with your little friend?”
Ken(Terra): “He’s 13-years-old— literal child’s play— so we’ve got a date tomorrow at 10.”
Elly(Ken): “A date?”
Ken(Terra): “What, can’t a grown man in his daughter’s body ‘girl’ have some fun? …How the hell did it condense everything down to one word? There’s nothing wrong with a little thrill or romance, and the kid’s not going to know anything. From a certain perspective, you could even say I’m doing him a favor, giving him some valuable experience.”
Elly(Ken): “Just keep your age in mind.”
Ken(Terra): “I could say the exact same thing to you. That girl wasn’t much older than Maxxie.”
Elly(Ken): “…Do you know where ‘Elly’ went?”
Ken(Terra): “I saw her with some Greek guy. She’s her own woman, so I just let it slide. Not like she can do anything with those earrings.”
Elly(Ken): “That’s true. Verde said that it’s all sex with adults, and so long as that rule’s in place… Actually, let’s drop the subject.”
Ken(Terra): “Only if you buy me some ice cream, Daddy-o?”
With a snicker, Elly(Ken) got up from her seat and grabbed Ken(Terra)’s hand, taking him to the self-serve soft-served machine a couple rooms down.
What they were doing was certainly unconventional, but like with everything else that has happened during this bizarre summer, the Flare family was determined to have fun with it. To risk taboos for the sake of the experience, knowing that, no matter what, they would still have each other at the end of the day.
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0 Main Page
Act 1: SwitchY Swap
May 16th: Prom Pomf Pomf Preview
May 29th: Enter Verde’s Doohickey 2.0
May 30th: Let’s Get Swappin’
May 31st: Flare Family Fiasco
June 1st: Graduation Day
June 2nd: The Kurokawa ‘Sisters’
June 3rd: My Day As Zoe Xing
June 4th: Love in Seoul
June 5th: Sister Mother and Sister Daughter
June 6th: Back 2.0 Basics
June 7th: Assembling the Posse
June 8th: Anita Neukar in… Vivi Gaimz
June 9th: Mother Daughter Heart-2.0-Heart
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
June 11th: VAG Swap
June 12th: Terra’s Tomorrow
June 13th: Haruki’s Birthday Bash
Act 2: CHAOTIC CHANGES
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans
June 15th: Aku_Mako’s E3 2015 Rundown – Day Zero
June 16th: Transform Sex Power
June 17th: Erotic Blitz
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
June 19th: Date Night Cubed
June 20th: Chicago Diamond Symphonia
June 21st: The Father’s Day Resurrection Special
June 22nd: Nazz and Liang Do Flare Industries
June 23rd: The Kurokawa Family Visits the Museum of Science and Industry
June 24th: Whatever Happened to… Yuccot Kikansky?
June 25th: A World Where The Gamers Won
June 26th: Bond Xing
June 27th: SSS – Sizzling Sexual Summer
June 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
June 29th: Caroline and Raiyne’s Cabin Logs
ACT 3: WORLDLY WONDERS
July 1st: We Lost the Remote in Tokyo!
July 2nd: Maid Café Mishaps
July 3rd: Pier Parties and Peaceful Palavers
July 4th: The Freedom To Get High At Burger Queen!
July 5th: From Nippon With Love
July 6th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 1
July 7th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 1
July 8th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 1
July 9th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 2
July 10th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 2
July 11th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 2
July 12th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 3
July 13th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 3
July 14th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 3
July 15th: Utage Three-Point-Oh!