Jimmy's Sunday Funday

Jimmy ran Heather's hands down every inch of her body, diving as deep as he could, he would always joke about her, like how she was always bringing guys and gals, she might be having parties in her room! Or how she only brought home hot girls, made her a lesbian, which was sadly for your dirty mind, untrue. It all stopped when Jimmy asked you to help him set her up for a prank, which cost him a lot, and made heather have a short hair cut for a very long time, Heather Wilson never forgave you or him since. She just shot you both the evil eye and would talk shit about you, it really strained your relationships when she was done with you. All in all, she was just the all around well connected girl, everybody knew her, and loved her, but that was before Jimmy took over her body, stealing everything possible from her, yet you hope it didn't spoil some of the time she babysat you. The secret kisses she gave you for being a cute kid, which didn't stop until you got a girlfriend, hopefully, Jimmy never finds out about it.

"All right dude! Hand me that brown looking pen!"

He demands, all ready swiping it up for it his amusement, he points it at himself, gives you that classic Jimmy smile, with some sort of goofy salute, then he zaps himself, before anything. Heather's face just drops, from the unholy image of Jimmy under her skin, back to the classic Heather she has the regular stern face, unmoved by anything, uncaring, and, uninterested, by anything you could do to get her to accept an apology.

"YOU"

The voice isn't Jimmy's rambunctious joy, filled with his zeal for pranks, and, always planning who to get next. It was one hundred percent the Heather he skinned!

"You are the literal piece of shit, that my brother has the honour of fucking around with, just you know, I sincerely fucking hope, the shit my brother is ruins it for you, like he did me." Those words aren't Jimmy's those are hers, her honesty is always her strong suit, but now, you're just being pressured by her.

"DUDE!"She shouts again, throwing you off, by the change in character, the poise gone and forgotten, back to shameful display of his parade of his sister's body. "Am not just wearing her! I am her!" He begins, instead of doing anything, he just starts putting clothes on exactly it's like he's always known how to do it.

"Uh dude? Jimmy? Jimbo? Are you okay? Or did I miss something? You uh-" you try to stutter out, before Heather's sky blue eyes turn to you, smirking like Jimmy.

"Oh I am perfect! Am Heather, I know everything about her! Like when she kept kissing you, behind my back, why she's such a bitch! Who she hangs out with! Every. Little. Thing. I am Heather Wilson. And you are the cute little David Anderson, who can't fucking figure anything out on to apologise to a woman."

He says, with a scowl on her face, he dresses her like she was before, brushing her hair, then adjusting it carefully, applying makeup, and, then Heather finishes her makeup then pulls out her phone, tapping with her thumbs lightning quick, then tossing it to the bed. She smiles at you as you just feel lost by all of this intensity, she then moves over to you, wrapping her arms around you, like your girlfriend would.

"Wow. Who would have thought, my sister thinks your cute as fuck." Jimmy says in his regular persona, as he dances his sister's body around yours.

"Wait, Jimmy, explain! I need to understand what you're going on about!" You try to ask, but he's already back to Heather's way of doing things, she's not listening, or is Jimmy not listening? You can't even begin to imagine the headache this is going to cause for you later.

"Listen David, am...... Sorry for earlier. Am just really pissed off at you guys, especially you. You're the good kid, not the trash baiting brother of mine, he's the class clown." She says, as the music from a laptop starts playing, she takes your hands, guiding them as obviously as possible, placing them on her back and waist.

"I uh, am sorry, Heather. I uh." You start to speak, but are shut down by her gaze and smile. The one you haven't seen in years.

"Dinner. Friday. Ask me about it later." She tells you, as she pulls you in to place her head on your chest. The music slowly keeping beat. "I can't even imagine she's such a bitch, but like this? I'd kill to have her treat me that nice!" Jimmy squawks, as he keeps Heather on you, but you can hear feet outside the door, and you try to push her away, but he pushes you on to her bed, removing her shirt again, but also mounting you, heather smiles brightly, before leaning over you, your hand on her ass.

"Heather? I thought we were going shop---- DAVID FRANKLIN ANDERSON!!! I CAN'T EVEN BELIEVE-!" The door is opened by Jimmy's mom, who begins to scream at the top of her lungs, know exactly what she saw she began to expell you with her voice, but the zap from the pen is all that it takes to remove any foul play.

"Easy as pie my friend! Now get in her! It's time for you to feel what I feel!" He says as before anything else is said, he shoved his own mom's skin in your face. The zeal of Jimmy on Heather's is pleasing, but you just don't know, it's one thing to wear them, but since you've come this far you might as well follow it up. The feel of Jimmy's mom can't be described as simply a good feeling, she's still warmth, her flesh suit's insides feel like warm and fresh jelly, yet it's perfectly comfortable, frighteningly so. As you shake and jiggle every part of her flesh that hangs lose, you eventually worm your way up to her face, in which Jimmy, is sit on Heather's bed, wear her still, but moving and acting like he regularly does.

"These pens man! You're so gonna flip when you get hit with brown one!" He comments, just smirking as you pull on Mrs.Wilson's head, then zaps you before anything else.

Suddenly it's all a rush, the first few images are, the older sisters and younger brothers, the fact you were the middle child, knowing your every single bible verse, dancing when you were eighteen with a stranger named Ralph, the wedding. Your daughter, your son, his friend. All of it, even today, when Heather came up to you and asked about David, yes, she didn't forgive him, but he was making an honest effort, no she wasn't really mad at him anymore than Jimmy, but at this point Jimmy, should probably leave the house after he graduates, or sign up for military, it would do him wonders. She just asked if he was All right, you told her all about him, and she nodded, but immediately went back into her anger when she saw him with Jimmy. She said he'd have to buy her dinner first before anything is said between the two. Which a shame really, those two would be a cute couple! "Ah right! I forgot! I'm already dating, I'm with Jessica!" The words burst from the mouth you now know, the lips, and, life you've lived, not just as David Anderson, but Emily Wilson, Heather and Jimmy's mom. The idea of it still zooming around your head.

"Oh dear! This is definitely one of those days I wish we properly disciplined Jimmy. Why isn't he more like David? He's got such a bright head on those shoulders, those broad, strong looking shoulders. No, not quite, not yet, true my husband works out, but he's climbing up there in the years, am somehow kept up with my youthful looks. Ah, even at the office, when I forgot my wedding ring, a few of the interns asked me out for lunch, oh dear! I can't, but just this once, I want to experience a new life, or maybe a date with a different man.i know Heather has been asking for a ladies day out for a while, but David was about to..... No..... Jimmy set him up...... Jimmy you.."

"Dude!" You says shooting up, from the lost and wondering thoughts, catching Jimmy's grin. The look of what you have realized, but just for comedy's sake, you have to tell him, because it's what he gets for getting you into trouble with his cool mom. "Your mom totally loves me, like she's got it bad for me!" You tell him, with her own sweet voice, he merely laughs at the idea, but soon he's back up and on Heather's feet.

"Come on Mom! We made appointments for today remember!" Heather says as she drags you out of her room.

"Heather! I need to get dressed sweetie! We have over an hour to make it, so let's not rush, after all I feel like a new woman!" You tell her as the smile appears on Emily's face too, matching Jimmy's enthusiasm for this new adventure.

(Author: Nirro)