Channel Tori without meaning to

The two of you spent most of your time lying in that bed, out of both exhaustion and the knowledge that leaving the bed meant dealing with the reality of what happened yesterday. Everything changed so quickly yesterday, for both you and Tori--but at least you knew you could do something to help Tori recover something she lost. You had older laptops, phones without SIM cards that you could donate to her, even if they were a little clunky and outdated, they would work in the interim. The medical supplies Tori had kept in those duffel bags might be tricky, but with luck a lot of instruments and supplies like bandages could be salvaged.

After a far more peaceful sleep that you shared with your friend, you slipped out of bed at first light, letting the napping Tori snooze a little further. With hashbrowns in the oven and eggs ready to fry, you considered canceling your meetings and skipping work for the day to take Tori into downtown to help with what she needed most: new clothes. Some of the shirts and pants she might be able to put a spin on if the bleached portions had an interesting pattern, but you knew that wouldn't be her thing, she'd often wear solid colors or some simple patterns that just didn't work with the damage.

While you waited for the skillet to heat up, you wandered to the guest bedroom, pondering what you could do. Tori might decline if you offer to pay for everything, even though you felt like the blame lay squarely on your shoulders. Sure, Andrea did the deed, but you opened the door without bothering to check your ex-girlfriend's schedule thoroughly, usually assuming you had every other weekend to yourself. You sighed as you looked at the piles of clothes lost. Maybe if you just got her some new clothes as a gift, at least you could share the burden and make amends, even if Tori thought you didn't do anything wrong. All you needed was to know all of Tori's sizes to help her with new outfits...

Wait. You stopped. You knew the moment you started thinking with that word you maybe went too far! You forgot that sometimes you were also a person who needs things! You tried to flush the thought from your mind and think about something else, but you saw the purple glow from the bedroom. Tori practically ran out of the bedroom, arm outstretched at you as her channeling energy poured from her fingertips!

"Wait wait wait! I was just going to--"

With a bright flash in front of your face as Tori touched you, you seemed to vanish into nothingness. You felt like you were being teleported somewhere, sliding into a strange warmth without end, until the universe itself collapsed back around you to bring you suddenly back to your senses. Well, not your senses, but Tori's!

"--read the tags..."

The last words were said in a voice you recognized, mostly. Coming from your own mouth, the vocalizations sounded a lot like Victoria's, though since it felt like your throat was moving, the resonance in your head seemed different. You glanced down, seeing the bleach-stained shirt that Tori found most acceptable to wear to bed, seeing her breasts shaping the fabric from underneath, rising and falling with each calm breath. You could've easily panicked, but everything felt... fine. You instantly knew that was because of the channeling process itself--Tori felt fine as herself, so of course you would feel naturally okay in her, as her. Otherwise, nothing would ever get done in a channeling session!

You sighed, looking up at the ceiling for a moment to re-center yourself. Honestly, you could just fulfill the need you had by writing down Tori's sizes from the tags and going from there. But other facts about channeling hit you, as Tori's memories felt as readily accessible as your own, so every detail about channeling theory sat within your grasp. You knew instantly that the labels wouldn't have helped. Sizes varied between brands, what might fit for one would be too tight or loose for something else, and you didn't want to just get Tori a bunch of clothes that she'd never wear because they felt weird on her frame. And you might pick something that maybe wasn't her style even if you liked it--so really, Tori's curse magic was right. In an ironic way, if you were going to gift something for Tori, the best way to do it would be to have her body on hand to make sure the gift was perfect.

That seemed like it should feel so invasive. But you didn't feel any guilt. Rather, your body felt a little thrilled--almost like Tori wanted this outcome in a sense. Had she wanted you to channel her? Maybe so you would understand her needs when it came to channeling with perfect clarity? She did come running at you, after all, almost too eager to absorb you into her...

You stepped over to the bathroom mirror, feeling how Tori's body moved in the slightest ways. Her breasts would jiggle lightly with each step, you could feel the swish of the fleece pajama pants on her smooth legs. Her gait was different than how you would walk, you could feel that her legs just moved slightly differently--when you stopped and really thought hard about taking each individual step, you almost fell over with Tori's different center of balance as you tried to step with your hips squared up as much as you could muster. If Tori was a car that you were driving, what you were doing was the equivalent of getting out of the car and pushing it from behind. It might still roll, but there were better ways to move forward.

Glancing in the mirror, you paused to take in the features. In a way, your face reminded you of your sister Sandra, as features of your own likeness had been adapted to Tori's body. Her hair had changed a little too, taking on a lighter dirty blonde color to match yours, sweeping up and back in a way similar to how you styled your hair, just much longer and frankly far lovelier than you would manage. That was interesting, maybe a way for you to feel more accustomed to the body rather than appearing entirely Tori? Tori's memories swirled with your own again, and you knew that the appearance of the body changed with varying circumstances relative to the task needed to complete a need, or in the absence of that, the changes were meant for your comfort. If your need had required you to look exactly like Tori, you could have--or if you didn't have a specific need to have her exact body type and proportions for this task of yours, you might have influenced her shape to be more voluptuous if you were feeling bold or look more androgynous if you just needed to get by with minimal distraction.

There was one thing that you knew as you looked in that mirror though: you were extremely into the result! You even slipped out of Tori's shirt with ease, letting your topless upper body come into view, where you could look forward at the reflection or down at the real thing as long as you adjusted your glasses. The calculus played out in your head: you found Tori attractive already in her animal-nerd sort of way, but a channeling seemed to enhance something about her just a little bit and elevate her each time. Lucinda in particular had taught you that... you wondered briefly how that cow was doing, before you focused back on yourself. There was some other component to this attraction though! Your excitement and arousal had heightened, because at the same time, Tori was attracted to you--and now you were her, in a way, so in a funny roundabout way, Tori had become attracted to herself! You could feel that about her. She might have even imagined this very scenario, with this precise appearance, in a dream or two... you were fulfilling a need of hers at the same time, it seemed.

You didn't need to ask permission to feel this body, you already knew Tori would've given it, and her own personality bleeding through to you seemed to almost encourage it in that moment. Your hands reached up to rub at the chest, the feeling of breasts on your frame a first, and yet they felt entirely normal for them to be there. You tested the waters, squeezing and lightly tugging at the nipples, things Tori had done before, so every choice was slightly influenced by what Tori knew best, how to apply the best pressure so as to avoid anything painful. She'd managed to wash off most of the marker from her skin earlier too, which was a relief.

To be fair, though, you'd already seen this much of Tori before. Even Lucinda had shown off more of Tori's body to you than you were doing right now! You pondered a moment whether you should continue to disrobe, but nothing in your body's reaction held you back, no guilt that you were exploiting your control over Tori to see her naked. Rather, that excitement of yours that intertwined with hers seemed to only build! You remembered her saying that she didn't remember anything from the channeling with Andrea other than sensations, so if anything, she was enjoying whatever was happening, just without the context.

So without further ado, you tugged down the pajama pants, and kicking them away, stopping briefly to admire her form in nothing but the panties once more. The bleached spots on the panties sort of resembled clouds, which was kind of cute, but even down to the bare essentials you would have to consider buying for Tori. You kind of liked that idea, that you could find her some underwear that both you and she could enjoy...

And then, the last bit of clothing had gone, as you hooked your thumbs inside the panties and tugged down. The smooth skin hidden under the fabric came into view, carefully maintained along with her legs as if she had anticipated that you would be seeing all of her in the near future, whether she could control it or not. And in this case, you were very much in that driver's seat to examine everything thoroughly! As you bit your bottom lip in the same manner Tori always did when she was a little nervous, you ran a finger slowly between your legs, feeling the fold of her vagina--and likewise, the folds feeling the finger! That was a sensation entirely foreign to you, but to the body, Tori's touch was typical. You knew you could instruct her fingers to do more, to dip inside, to find her most sensitive spots and then you would have all this knowledge of ways to thrill her both inside and out. In a way, that was really tempting, as you closed your eyes and allowed yourself to let your fingers caress outward to her thigs, the rest of her legs, her hips.

You found yourself at a crossroads. You could easily become swept away in learning the sensations that would drive Tori's body absolutely wild, all at her guidance as a very intimate instructor as you **** her to divulge the secrets of her own body. But, as much as this attraction within you to your own self thrilled you, there was work to be done, and if you were patient, you could take Tori's body out and about, find a ton of new clothes, and then use some of your new purchases to your advantage to really enhance your understanding of her! At the very least, you couldn't leave her body until your need had been met or a full twenty-four hours had passed, so you had time either way.

On the other hand... your mind was so quiet. It was exciting to have her body under your full command, but you could also wait until later to gain more intimate knowledge. She could willfully channel you, and she probably would if you just asked. You knew she would, even, her thoughts flowed right through you to tell you so! It might be so much more rewarding for Tori to be sharing consciousness, so she could remember everything as well. That would take this sudden new relationship to a whole other level, though, one that felt like entirely unknown territory. Maybe clothes shopping would be the best use of your time, first.