Asian Mom

Jason looked from head to toes, in awe of what he currently had. The body of a healthy 39 years old Asian woman, firm bust, shapely butt, slim build, long legs, not quite baby faced but definitely looking good for her age, 163 cm tall, his mother, he was dumbstruck, no words. Only a stare going up and down. The D-cup breasts, hourglass figure, round hips, shapely thighs, small hands with long fingers and small feet with long toes. He was awestruck at the immense contrast between this absurd curated feminity and his former usual view as a man in his former life.

"Wow... Wait-" –Jason froze again, quickly taking the delicate small hands to the mouth, he slowly separated them from the lips, and stared at his own now mouth wide open expression, he had spoken with his mother's own voice yet he felt relief, he wasn't actually speaking through his once alive voice like those horror movies with spirits doing this, he was using her biological voice.

Jason closed his eyes and tapped his cheeks a bit repeatedly. He thought about focusing, he had to keep composure and not do either anything too rash or abnormal.

He went out of the bathroom, locked the door of her room, went quickly back and locked her personal bathroom's door too. His control over this body's movement got better, was getting better, as minutes went by.

Jason stared again at the mirror, the reflection of his mom's body, now which he inhabited and controlled greeted him yet again, in a still somewhat lost gaze.

He started making a few motions, waving, smiling, saying Hi! in a low voice, still kinda ashamed of hearing his own words with a female tone that wasn't his. Also touching her muscles, her thighs, her face, it was different. If anything, things felt more ticklish, pinching a bit felt more painful. Her smaller frame made him feel weaker too.

Jason thought that maybe sensations and overall perception really does vary a lot between people... Or maybe girls are just more sensitive?, it's hard to say yet. He thought to himself.

He tiptoed and moved around a bit until finally he stood up still, hands in her hips, looking at the form he inhabited.

Then it hit him. Right. This was, still is, not his original body, and certainly having taken control of this vessel doesn't make him its owner. He looked up, to where his mom's spirit should still be, with some focus he surprisingly was capable of seeing it. Maybe it was because of the near full month of training that he did or because he's still a lost soul?, no idea.

"Oh... Yes, Mom. I need to fix this.".

Jason proceeded to assume the same position, completely forgetting he had undressed, and focusing in the same way he did when he got his mom's soul out of her body. In a fairly more swift motion, his soul detached fast from the body, and once again, he was a wandering spirit. But something had changed.

Jason felt different, and he was, he had reacquired the normal range of human emotion that he had lost, how exactly possessing an empty body gave him back such invaluable human capability?, he had no clue. But he felt immense joy knowing that he could be himself, at least emotionally, again... Right, he was forgetting about his Mom again. Of course. Sure.

"Let's see..." —Said Jason while gripping the ghostly shoulders of his mom's soul. But this time, he managed to move her without effort, he didn't stop to overthink it, he immediately and with care slowly pushed Jasmine's soul back into her body.

Unlike when he took possession of her body, no visceral reaction ensued, Jasmine just opened her eyes. Jason realized at that moment that he had forgotten to dress her up again, he prepared for her to be very confused about her sudden nakedness... She wasn't.

"Well, I guess appreciating one's self and going natural really makes it more relaxing. Oh well... My house, my choices" —Jasmine said with a nonchalant tone. And a smirk.

Jason connected some dots on the spot. Jasmine's soul or brain or both had logically come to the conclusion that the actions he undertook in her body were Jasmine's actions, as if she herself had decided to check herself out for a moment and then meditate. She was unaware, no recollection whatsoever that another soul had gone through such experiences in her flesh while she was not even in it.

It was a development that Jason found certainly useful. For future endeavors.