A bit of fun

Matt switched between himself and his sister, not wanting to risk taking over his mom while she drove. He observed her mental state, both before and after the switch, examining her memories of the previous switches and noting the minute changes of her personality as it related to the switches. She could remember what she did when he took over, but she remembered doing these things as her own actions. He could remember what he did as well while he was inside her mind. He couldn't quite read her memories, but he could remember if her memories were triggered. He "remembered" climbing a tree as the tree passed, he "remembered" playing hopscotch as they passed a group of girls doing exactly that (in fact, he could remember the sensations of her feet impacting the cement, and that led to the similar, faster impact, of jumping rope).

They finally got to school, and Matt jumped back into his own body the moment he felt a thrill of excitement the moment Lily saw the Varsity football captain. He didn't care if she liked him or not - Jason had been a bully since elementary, and his favorite target had always seemed to be Matt. The very sight of his hated enemy, even through his sister's eyes and despite the thrill he had felt, made him physically ill. He looked down toward his school bag, stewing at the thought of Jason and wishing he could do something to prevent the bullying.

Suddenly he was outside the car, joking with the rest of the football team, his eyes sliding over to the parking lot to where he and his sister were still getting out of the car. Matt felt a thrill, one of anger instead of excitement, race down his spine, accompanied by a dull desire to go over and kick the crap out of the little nerd climbing out of the car. He realized this was an automatic response buried deep in the subconscious of the person he had taken over, and wondered if this was how Jason had always seen him. He also saw his sister, but Matt realized the mind he occupied had no desire for Lily. Somehow the thought that his sister's urges would never be satisfied somehow calmed down.

Matt looked around, ignoring the raucous laughter of the football team and looking for the object of his own lust - the captain of the cheer team. At 5'7", 120 lbs, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and C cups, she was an object of desire for most of the guys in the school, some of the girls in the school, and probably more than one teacher. The moment he spotted her, the memories of Jason and Sara sneaking out to the ball field a few nights before to have sex flooded his mind, and he realized that memory was only the last of several encounters they had. Jealousy surged through him until he realized he was now in the position of doing something about his jealousy. He smiled as he walked away from the football team, approaching Sara from behind, his eyes focused on her cheer skirt that did more to enhance her ass instead of concealing it.

"Hey, beautiful," he murmured, sliding his arms around her waist as she stood talking to the rest of the cheer team.

"Hi, Jason," she replied her hand going to his wrist, her ass pushing against him, making his cock throb in his pants. Two of the cheerleaders giggled at the same time another one rolled her eyes.

"Can I talk to you a minute?" he asked.

"Sure," she giggled pressing harder against him, obviously feeling his cock against her ass. Then she pulled away, her hand grabbing his as she pulled him around the corner of the building. As they rounded the corner, Matt looked around and saw his own body walking in the front doors of the school. He jumped back to his body, checked his own memory to make sure nothing was going to go wrong, then jumped back into Jason's body, which seemed to have continued in the path he had prescribed.

Matt spun the girl around, pressing her luscious ass against the brick wall of the school as his mouth locked onto hers, grinding his cock against her stomach. "Let's cut class," he gasped, breaking the kiss momentarily.