A conversation between the drunk and sober mind

Tobias had intentionally left out what Tab was wearing when telling Ronnie what was going on at Riley’s apartment. He wanted to look at her surprise when she saw her. But instead they were both surprised seeing the two sexiest girls at the party aggressively making out the second they walked in. Especially since one of them was him.

Him and Veronica just stood until the girls pulled apart, too stunned to interrupt them and not wanting to cause a scene as they were not the only observers, plus Tobias was enjoying the little bits of stimulus he was receiving from Tab’s body.

Looking at her it was clear she was drunk. That would explain the disconnect between them but Tobias needs to talk with her to find out exactly what was going on.

When they did finally separate, Tab looked over and winked at him and Ronnie. She knew they were almost at the party and wanted to give them a show. Tobias was quick to act.

“Hey Tab, Riley! Great party right! You two seem to be enjoying it! Mind if I borrow Tab for a sec? I just want to talk to her.”

They still had enough control over her to implant the idea that this was important “Oh yeah sorry Riley I’ll be back soon for more”

The girl was still blissfully stunned “What? Oh yea hurry back I’ll just keep enjoying the party”

Veronica moved to follow them, but Tobias stopped “uhh hey Ronnie could you maybe let me do this alone? I just want to figure this out and it might feel awkward with you there?”

“Oh ok sure no problem. Just call me if you need my help”

The two of them made their way to the bathroom downstairs, Tab grabbing two drink from the kitchen on her way. He propped Tab up by the sink and he stood by the opposite wall. It was strange not sharing thoughts. Even though it’s been less than a day, they had gotten used to this feeling. Normally their thoughts in both bodies were contiguous. There was no spot where Tobias ended and Tab began. Sure there were subtle differences, but they were just localized bumps in a smooth bridge. Now it still felt like one mind, but there wasn’t that communication between both halves.

“So why aren’t I going back up to the party?”

Huh???

“Wait. Did you just talk to me?”

“Yeah I don’t know why you’re so freaked out though. I’ve been talking this whole time.”

“No. I’ve tried talking to you but you’re just me. It’s like trying to arm wrestle yourself. Both hands are still you”

“What do you mean? I was talking that whole time we were at Riley’s. You’re just normally not so loud. And you don’t try to stop my fun”

“Yeah well that was both in our mind. We are one person. But now you’re drunk and I can’t really see what you see”

“Really? Cause I can see what you see just fine. And damn we look sexy!” She starts posing, using Tobias’s eyes as a mirror “and I can feel how hard it’s making me”

Tab walks forward, only slightly stumbling in her one inch heels. They were the smallest ones Riley had that could fit them. Riley herself had at least 3-4 inch heels on and even drunk was walking like she was born in them. Tab reaches down and cups his bulge, squeezing his balls with just enough ****, where it feels good without hurting, exactly the way he likes it. He tried to teach Ronnie how to do it, but she could never figure it out without slightly hurting him “and I know exactly what I like, and what I’ve wanted to do since I got this smoking hot body but have been too afraid to do”

“Wait Tab not now this is serious I want to know why we’re not acting the same.”

“Oh my god am I really this dense! I am still the same. Every thought in there” she pokes his temple slightly too hard to emphasize their point “is the same as in here” she lightly taps her head “it’s just I’m not holding back except for your whining. Now drink so I can have fun like one normal drunk person!”

With that Tab shoves one of the drinks in his hand. He stops for one second to consider it. He then finally remembered the trick he had to do at first of shifting his focus between one body at a time, and decided to try that once again.

Their thoughts in Tab’s head seem perfectly clear, but the second they shifted focus to him they seemed foggy and a bit erratic. To put it bluntly, she was drunk. Her thoughts were that of a drunk person: impulsive, without critical thinking, and yet seeming completely logical at the time. Tobias meanwhile was sober, and having the experience one would normally have the morning after drinking thinking about what they did, but instead they were both there at the same time. As he thought about it he realized that to Tab this must be like if you got drunk but that rational sober part of your brain was still around telling you that what you were doing was bad and irresponsible, and they realized how much that would probably suck. Would this happen in reverse if he got drunk? Would Tab feel like the ‘real’ them while Tobias was the out of control ‘other’? He decided that there was one simple solution to this problem as he looked at her.

“Y’know, I believe it was the Persians who would argue an idea both drunk and then sober the next day, and only if they agreed both times did they knew it was a good idea”

“I know. I’m you. I have all the same random dumb facts floating around in here too. What’s my point?”

“My point” Tobias says as he throws back his drink in one gulp, and then takes Tab’s from her hand “is that I have some catching up to do and you” he unzips his jeans, releasing his rock hard dick that now looks easily 8 inches “had a wonderful idea”