Lives with Emily

Ethan suddenly found himself sitting on the other side of the table. His vision was partly blocked by a strand of long blue hair falling into his face, but he immediately clocked what had happened.

Across from him was Emily, her hair now restored to its original black and cut short into a middle part. She was dressed in the sweatshirt he had put on earlier, non plussed about suddenly being on the other side of the table.

“Hey Em, can you pass the salt?” She said, turning to look at him. Did she just call him by her own name?

“Me?” He said, almost choking on the word as he realized he had food in his mouth. “Uh, yeah, you’re the only one called Emily at this table.” She said sardonically, in a tone of voice that reminded of his own. Which could only really mean one thing.

He glanced down, seeing that he was now dressed in Emily’s frilly black top and jeans. His ebony tits now filled out the cups of the top and her bra, and from the tightness around his crotch, he had to assume he was wearing her panties as well.

He wanted to scream.

“Jeez okay, I’ll get it myself.” She said, reaching over to grab the salt herself.

Ethan couldn’t believe it. He had somehow swapped lives with his sister. AND he was still stuck with Mrs.Jackson’s tits. He looked down at the ring, seeing that two of the gems were now glowing. Did that mean it was keeping track of how many swaps had occured?

“Emily, I know you’ve got plans later, but don’t forget to drop by the Jackson’s later for milk.” His mom said, putting an arm on him as she sat down to eat. Ethan weakly nodded, still trying to process everything.

Making his excuses, Ethan put ‘his’ plate away and went back upstairs to his room, only to find himself almost entering Emily’s room instead. It was as if his muscle memory had shifted, automatically taking the right into her room rather than the left into his. He shook his head. This was totally all fucked up.

He turned around and went into his room, grabbing the box of junk he had initially pulled the ring out of and walked into Emily’s. Maybe there might be some clues on how to fix this inside.