Cut the crap bro, it's me

You blush inadvertently and you lower your glance.

-Y-Yeah, of course I knew... how did you know I was still in there?-.

-Well, it was a bit obvious, duh.- "He" says crossing his arms on his imponent chest, with an octave of voice higher than usual.

-Listen, about last night...- You start, yet unsure on how to proceed.

-It was awkward.- She states: -And I think it's better not to talk about it anymore.-.

-Yes, I agree.- You mumble, even if you don't.

-I guess you want to swap back now. Why didn't you do it last night, though?-.

She flinches a bit, or maybe it's just your impression, since your father's body's language is completely flipped from usual.

-Well, I didn't know if dad would have remembered something later, and you... you were heavy sleeping.-.

-Yeah, I was really thrown up... uh, I mean... sorry.-.

She clears her throat: -Anyway, I think I know how to alter his memory and make him forget. I practiced last night.-.

-Oh, good. Wait, "practiced" like what?-.

This time she undoubtedly falters, shifting her massive weight from one foot to the other.

-I just... moved from Dad and Mom a bit, and see if I could make them forget things.-.

-But in the end you stayed in Dad.- You frown, also intrigued by the vagueness of "things", alongside her tone.

-W-What are you talking about? This body is so gross and clumsy, it was just a case!-.

You are not convinced at all, as if Kim's intuition in picking up the lies was helping you. Then, suddenly, it's all obvious.

-Oh fuck! You've banged Mom!-.

-Shh!!! For fuck sake, lower your voice!- She hisses, but you're just looking at her speechless now. That's why she didn't come back to her body right away! She was still horny!

-Listen, I was just cuddling her and it... it slipped in, ok? And who are you to judge, you've possessed my body first!-.

-Ok but...-.

-No buts! Listen, I'm serious now.- She takes your hands with his ones, and looks at you intensely, an expression half severe and half pleading on her stolen face: -You'll get out of my body now, and I'll put you back in yours. Then, we will never talk about this conversation again. Fine?-.

-...- You look at your hands and nod silently, although you have a whirlwind of emotions shaking your mind. Shock, incredulity, disgust, hilarity, envy even. How did she get to fuck your mother if this is your wildest dream?

You then proceed to do what she said, and some minutes later you're back in your body.

Days progress smoothly, plainly. They turned into weeks, then a month, then two. You never used your power again, though you somehow know that you could once again slip out of your penis and wander around as that red goo. And it's not that you don't think back at that night, indeed!

But it shocked you so deeply that every time you're tempted to transform again, courage leaves you. Maybe it was destined to be a one-time thing, maybe you should repress those taboo urges, and not feed them.

Your family, meanwhile, goes on normally. Your father has no memory retained, and he's again the social inapt who does not understand that his children are no longer ten years old; Mom, if she had conserved something, it's just a night of passion with her husband, and just proceed into being lovely, caring Jessica Harris; Tina is the usual Tina, a little tomboy, a little curious, a little your female best friend. Finally, Kim... Kim seems to have really turned the page. She finds a guy and then she dumps him, she complains, she scowls at you, she sometimes remembers being human and shares good times with her family. You're astonished, she has no track of having your struggles.

Thus, life goes on. You have Uni to follow, your friends with their problems, online videogames events to attend. But there is always a part of you that longs for that night, a part that you try hard to silence.