Chapter 4: Go back to your new house.

Chapter 4: Go back to your new house.

by: MrSuits

As you stared at yourself in the mirror, your hands reaching up to cup your new breasts you realized how wrong this was. Megan was just a victim to this, she didn’t deserve to be exploited and used like she was just your sex toy to ****. Imagining that if you were in her shoes you’d feel extremely violated about this whole situation. No, you needed to find Squawg, and quick, so you could get out of Megan’s body and let her get back on with her life. The more time you wasted was more time lost for her and more time for Squawg to get himself into even more trouble.

“I’m sorry Megan I didn’t mean for this to happen. I promise I’m going to get out of you as soon as I can.” You said to your reflection feeling ever more conscious of the female voice leaving your lips. “But first I need to find that pesky little alien.” You groaned turning and looking out the window. By now he could be anywhere, and you didn’t even know whose body he was in. You were going to have to turn on the investigator in you if you were going to find him, but first you needed to get back to Megan’s house where here friends were waiting worried.

Grabbing your own phone throwing it in Megan’s bag you headed over to the door to leave. As you swung the door open you realized your error. You couldn’t just walk through your house, it wasn’t your house anymore, if any of your family saw you, now a stranger, walking through their house they were sure to play up. So swiftly re-closing the door you decided the window was your best option. Yanking it open you climbed out onto the ledge looking down at the 3 meters you had to drop to get to the ground.

“I hope these long legs of yours are strong Megan.” You said before jumping off plummeting to the ground finding your legs only strong enough to **** you forward as you hit the ground sending you falling face first and landing square on Megan’s breasts. But unlike you’d suspected the things didn’t cushion your fall at all in fact the fleshy masses now stung like a bitch as you lay on the floor in pain. “Oooo. Aaah.” You groaned bringing you hands up to grab your hurting breasts.

After a few moments the pain subsided slightly and you climbed to your feet. “Sorry about that Megan though I’d rather it be your tits than your face.” You said as you hurdled over a fence and out of your garden.

Now on the street you needed a direction to head but had no idea where Megan lived. Pulling out Megan’s phone you opened up maps and clicked ‘Home’ and to your luck were presented with directions to a home nearby. Well by nearby you meant 4 miles. “Aww” You groaned. “Oh Uber.” You spotted the app as you closed Megan’s phone in a huff. With that you ordered an Uber and sat waiting down the street from your house. As you did you tried to search your mind for any clue for who Squawg could have possessed though you were worried that he could swap bodies into someone else and that you’d lose him for good and end up stuck as poor Megan.

‘BEEP’ ‘BEEP’

You heard the sound of a car horn tooting breaking you out of your worried thought. You headed over to it and hopped in the back seat.

“Are you Megan?” The driver asked.

“Yep that’s me” You sighed at the reminder as the driver pulled off.

A few minutes later and the car pulled up at the address you’d provided and you hopped out. It was small looking house on a row of attached, worn down houses. You knew from your sister that student houses weren’t that good, lucky for her she got to live at home. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case for Megan and this was now your house until you could leave her body. Slowly walking up towards number 84, the number in the address, you prepared yourself to act as Megan, but you didn’t know anything about her. Inside there were going to be her friends who probably knew her extremely well. But then again who would guess that their friend was no longer herself and instead was being worn by some 18-year old school kid who’d accidently taken over her body because of a little alien that had landed in his garden. It was pretty farfetched.

“Alright you can do this Johnny. Sorry Megan if I make you look weird.” You apologize before you twisted open the handle and stepped inside. You found yourself stepping into a reasonably tidy but cheap looking house. Looking around anxiously nobody seemed to be here but the door was open, so somebody must have been.

“Hello.” You called nervously through the house. A few moments later you heard footsteps coming from the floor above. Taking a deep breath you prepared yourself for whatever was in store.

“Megan!” A girl said happily as she jogged down the stairs.

“Hi.” You said waving your best girly wave and standing there awkwardly after. You prepared for a hug as she reached the bottom of the stairs but as you raised your arms she rushed past you and into the kitchen.

“How was it then?” She asked as you followed behind her slowly.

“How was what? The party? It was alright.” You said casually watching as the girl stopped to open the fridge.

“I don’t care about the party. How was the… You know.” She hinted smirking knowingly. You however did not know what she meant. You stood in silence for a moment trying to think what on earth she could mean. “How was the sex? How was he? Was he fit?” The girl asked rapid fire finally breaking the silence.

‘Oh shit’ You cursed internally. That message you’d sent her. She thought Megan, you, had sex last night.

“Um yeah it was… Uh… Good.” You said nervously not really knowing what to say. You’d never even come close to having sex as yourself and you sure as hell didn’t know what to say about it as a girl.

“Oh not very good then?” She said sensing your hesitation. “Aw well. So it didn’t get you over Henry then?” She asked about someone. It was probably Megan’s ex or something, it was the best you had so you just went with it.

“Um... no. But whatever. I don’t care.” You said winging it hoping that it was Megan’s ex-boyfriend you were talking about. It seemed to work and the girl suddenly scurried over to you and wrapped you into a tight hug.

“I know Megan. You’ll find someone better.” She said as she squeezed tighter. You could feel Megan’s large breasts begin to hurt, still bruised after your fall. Just as suddenly as she’d started the hug she ended it, pulling away and heading back over to the sandwich that she was making. “So what are you doing tonight? Don’t you have work at 4? Surely you should be getting ready.” She suddenly dropped you with a bombshell.

“Work?” You blurted aloud. Quickly covering your mouth after you realized what had come out.

The girl laughed. “Ha yeah. You said yesterday you had work this evening.” She told you. “Did that guy shag a few brain cells out of you or something.” The girl joked noticing your worried face before she picked up her now finished sandwich and headed past you. “Anyway, my boyfriends over tonight so please do not disturb I haven’t seen him in a while so.” She grinned at you before leaving the room.

Now alone you raised your hands up to your head. “Fuck.” You said bluntly. Megan had work, or more so, you now had work. You pulled Megan’s phone out of her bag, it was 3:14. “Shit.”

“Where do you even work Megan?” You asked yourself trying to think of a way you could figure it out. “Oh. I know. Her uniform.” You exclaimed before turning and began quickly up the stairs looking for Megan’s room. Lucky for you the first door up from the stairs had the name Megan stuck on it in star stickers. “Jackpot.”

Swinging into the room and turning on the light you were greeted with a cluttered mess. There were clothes all over the floor some of which were panties and very large looking bras, the counter tops were littered with papers and make-up. You stepped through the mess over to the wardrobe pulling it open in search of some form of uniform for Megan’s work. It was just as messy with clothes piled up at the bottom. You opened some drawers only to find them filled with more bras, panties and some socks. You were gonna have to knead through the piles of dirty clothes. And so you did grabbing each item, checking it before throwing it onto the floor. “Why do you have to be so messy Megan?” You asked in disgust as you pulled out a crispy feeling top. “I thought girls were tidy.” You stated before you grabbed a shirt. Written across it were the words Cinema World. “This has got to be it.” You exasperated pleased. You knew the Cinema World, it wasn’t far from your house.

Once again grabbing your phone you checked the time, ‘3:25’. “Shit better get a move on.” You said as you step back and yank the dress you’d woken in over your head. Unable to not notice Megan’s large boobs as they jiggled into view the pale fleshy orbs being cradle in a large pink bra. You felt yourself growing a little excited at the sight but shook it off in respect for Megan’s privacy, also due to the fact you were expected at work in 30 minutes. Quickly grabbing the top you gave it a smell check, popcorn and a slight girl scent, it wasn’t too bad so you threw it on. Then grabbing some jeans off the floor nearby you pulled them on before checking your reflection in the mirror. Megan looked tired, her make up was slightly smudged and her hair was disheveled. You tidied up your hair before accepting that it would have to do. And with that you called and Uber and headed out the door.