Dave explains his side, and an actual doctor discharges them.

“So, there I was in the ICU. My eyes shot open, and the first things I saw were these things!” Dave said, reaching up to grasp his big boobs over the shiny fabric of her top. “At first I was like, hey this is awesome, but what the hell happened? Then I noticed some dude in a lab coat standing beside me.”

“Yeah, I met him too.” Levi sighed. “Weird dude.”

“Totally!” Dave said, dramatically holding out his hands for emphasis. Levi briefly thought his usual mannerisms looked fitting with his new bimbo body on some level. “He just stood there for a minute looking proud of himself, then went on for a couple of minutes about what happened to us, and what he did to me and your mom. Then he gave me this remote and ducked out when he saw some cops wandering around.”

Dave held up the remote in his hand, which looked like a fancy little TV remote, only the entire surface was covered in buttons and switches.

Levi couldn’t help but also notice that Levi’s fingers were sporting long red nails that really went well with the sleek, red, four-inch high heels on his delicate feet.

It was just as hard to believe that the bimbo body in front of him used to be his mom as it was to think that Dave’s brain was in it.

“Let me tell you, though…” Dave said, looking a bit nervous. “When I found a mirror and saw whose face this was, I screamed.”

“It’s definitely going to take some getting used to for me too.” Levi said, finally managing a chuckle. “I’m glad you’re not dead, though.”

“Y-You mean…” Dave began, his feminine voice choked up at his words. “You’re still okay with me being around?”

Levi blinked, confused.

“I mean, I know how weird this is, me in your mom’s body and all, so I figured you wouldn’t want to be around her, or me, anymore…”

“Oh, no.” Levi said, sitting up a little straighter in the hospital bed. “You’re my best friend, I don’t care that you’re in my mom’s body. Don’t get me wrong, it’s definitely weird, but my mom was always more of a stranger to me than anything else. Besides, I think I could get used to you like this.”

Dave looked to where Levi’s eyes dropped, his big tits.

The middle-aged beauty, whose skin was so well-maintained that she looked much closer to 30 than her actual age of 40, looked back up with a smirk.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know.” Levi said, leaning back in bed and crossing his hand behind his head. “Just saying, it might be kind of fun to have you around and babying me.”

“Is that so?” Dave asked, raising an eyebrow. “Y’know, now that you mention it…”

Before he could continue, the door to the hospital opened and an actual doctor entered, followed by a police officer.

They introduced themselves, then asked them about the incident.

They gave their sides, with Dave making something up about how he got distracted by someone’s high beams and couldn’t see where he was going before impact.

The officer took down notes as they spoke, and the doctor said that they didn’t find that her blood **** levels were nonexistent shorty after they checked her, which Levi contributed to those nanites that the weird not-doctor guy mentioned. The doctor looked over the same clipboard that said not-doctor was holding the night before when he was speaking to him, saying that Levi also has a clean bill of health. After that, the real doctor in front of them solemnly mentioned that his friend’s body had disappeared from the hospital, and Levi and Dave exchanged confused glances.

The not-doctor probably had something to do with that as well, Levi thought, but neither of them said anything.

The last thing that was asked is if he wanted to press charges against Sandy, or now Dave, for the accident altogether, despite there being no evidence of the crash being anything but an accident.

Levi sighed, pretending to think it over, which made Dave visibly nervous for a moment and shooting him a “not funny dude” look, but eventually told the cop no.

After that, they began the process to check out and leave, with the cop saying that their destroyed vehicles were in a junkyard somewhere if they wanted to get with their insurance companies about the damages.

After an hour passed, the two left the hospital together and called a a taxi to take them to the address on Sandy’s driver’s license.