Jessica is obviously possessed by Mike.

You make your way slowly into the room, hearing the door creak as you open it to look in. You glance about swiftly and see that the room is in utter disarray with clothes strewn about everywhere--Jessica's bras, her panties, her shirts and pants. You see, on the other side of the room, what appears to be Jessica, looking at herself in the mirror which you cannot see well. She has her hands at her chest and is jumping up and down and giggling.

"Honey?" you say, causing her to suddenly spin around with a wide-eyed stare as she looks at you. Jessica was quite beautiful....though she was not technically you (or rather your body's) daughter, there was a resemblence. She was about 5'8' with long dark hair. She had olive skin, a bubble butt, full boobs, and a full body. Her face had all sorts of colors...like a couple smurfs had gotten into a fight. Mike obviously had not been in the body long enough to learn make-up yet.

Jessica looks at you like a deer in the headlights, hands still cupping her boobs and forcing them up and down. "Mom?!" she says nervously. "Mike, I know it's you," you say. Jessica walks to you slowly, running Jessica's hands over her belly and breasts, both of which were partially enclosed by too-small articles of clothing. "Mommy... I'm so sorry....I didn't mean to scare you," he says, sitting down in a slump on the bed, boobs jiggling a bit, "I didn't think it would work." You slowly walk over and sit next to your son...in you daughter's body....as he starts to look overwhelmed and worried, like he's bitten off more than he can chew. He starts to cry, "Mommy, I just sat on you...I mean...in you...and suddenly I.....I was inside you...and I wanted cookies, and when I had to pee I didn't realize I wouldn't have my...my...you know," he says as he tries with only marginal success to choke back tears. You stand up and give him a big, comforting hug, "It's okay honey, mommy's not angry with you," you say soothingly.

"Really?," Mike says hopefully, looking up at you with a tear-stained face and a slight smile. "Really," you answer, "but you're in Jessica's body now, hon, and I want you to get out of her, okay?" He lets go of you and backs away, looking at you suspiciously, "Why? I like it in here," running his hands over his full ass, arching is back in front of the mirror to show off his borrowed boobs. "Now I'm used to it...I'm almost a grown-up mommy, and I like it."

What if you can't make him get out of her? She might get hurt...who knows what he'll do to her body if he can leave it whenever he wants? Very carefully, almost pleading, you say "But what if Jessica doesn't want you inside her, Mike? What if she likes her body too?" Mike, pouting, throws himself onto the bed, "well, I don't wanna hurt her, but I like her body...it's fun having it." Mike sits in Jessica's body on the bed for a long couple minutes, mulling it over. "Ok mom," he begins, "I'll get out of Jessica, but I want another body...I want yours back"

Wow. What to do? "Mikey, honey, I'll make you a deal," you begin...