Leave and possess someone to sneak in later.

Chapter by Switcher

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"I think I'll take some time to make my decision my dear" you mumbled in your mature, female voice. You put a smile on your host's face but the truth was you were pretty shocked by what this company was doing, in effect 'renting' out people's bodies without their permission. "So much for 'nobody is above the law'" you thought to yourself".

"Okay Mrs Hollister, we'll be here!" Amanda said, as she clicked a button on her computer and stood up. She offered her hand to you again and you reached out and shook it, noticing the excess wrinkles on your hand too. As Amanda led you towards the door you started worrying about the safety of your body and also the safety of your parents. Your mother's body was currently possessed by the creepy man from the hospital, and you were anxious to save her any way you possibly could. "Focus!" you whispered to yourself in your host's voice.

"You can either give us a call or just visit us at anytime once you've made your decision Mrs Hollister" Amanda smiled, as she opened the door for you.

"By the way..." you said, turning to face Amanda, "I'm curious...is that your body that you're in?" you asked.

The woman smiled, as if caught out. "Um...no actually, its my older sister's. At least this way...I get to have the biggest boobs in the family" she explained to you, with a cheeky smile on her face.

"Huh...neat!" you muttered nervously, disturbed by the woman's cold attitude towards her own sibling.

"Anyway, as I say, just come back or contact us at any time, we're open for 'business' all the time" Amanda repeated, hushering you gently out of the door and then bidding you a polite farewell. Letting out a deep sigh, you took a look at all the people buzzing around you, doing their jobs, and you wondered just how many of them currently wore bodies that were not their own. "Ow!" you suddenly exclaimed, as a pain shot through your hip. "Hip replacement?? Arthritis??" you wondered, rubbing your hip. "I need a younger body" you mumbled.

Taking a closer look around you, nothing seemed very appealing. "Wait...I'm judging bodies by appearance alone, that's what these sickos are doing, I'm not going to be like that" you mused, shaking your head as you strutted towards the door as fast as you could. Once outside the heels of your shoes began clicking on the sidewalk and you made your way towards Mrs Hollister's expensive looking Rolls Royce.

When the driver opened the door...you paused briefly, pondering your next move.