I'm Jason!

"I'm Jason!" The strange man insists "Who else would I be? Jesus Suzi, what's wrong with you? I walk in on you playing with yourself and now you're acting like you don't know me."

"No, that's not right. I'm Jason!" Jason protests "I walked in on her. I was testing that thing I found and... I... I... Oh, fuck!"

Finally, Jason's mind catches up with what his body has been trying to tell him. Or rather Susanne's body. Because that's the body he sees when he looks down. Her small breasts moving underneath her Game of Thrones t-shirt. Her slim waist-widening slightly at the hips. Her slender wrist tucked under the waistband of her skinny jeans...

He swears again as he belatedly realizes the warm pleasant sensation he's been feeling is his sister's pussy. Shuddering, he yanks his hand free, wiping his sticky fingers on the bedspread.

"No no no," he whimpers touching his smooth face "This isn't right, I'm in her body! How can I be in her body?"

The other Jason, the Jason in Jason's original body, gasped.

"Oh my god it's true isn't? You really do think you're me." he asks recognizing his own mannerisms and speech patterns even in his sister's body and voice.

"No, I am you," the female Jason insists "I can prove it, listen.."

The Jason in Susanne's body quickly describes the morning's events from his point of view making sure to include his inner thoughts and other information only he could know. They go back and forth for a while testing each other. Until they are **** to conclude that they are both Jason, at least mentally.