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Chapter 7 by LoneDynasty LoneDynasty

What's next?

Put Wendy in Jean's body

Jay ripped Wendy's soul from her body which fell face first into the blankets and placed her soul into Jean's body which was still sitting up with a cold expression on it's face. Wendy's soul fit itself into her body the instant it touched it and in just a few seconds, Jean's body which fell to it's side, began to stir. She groaned and rubbed her head as she looked about, taking notice of the blond haired girl with her face buried in the covers. She continued her stare for awhile before crawling across the bed. Jay decided to increase the scene more and listen in on Wendy's thoughts.

"Isn't that the same blue skirt and hoodie I was wearing?" Jay heard the soft questioning whisper of Wendy's voice in his head. "I feel so... bizarre." Thought Wendy as she lowered her gaze to the black pleated skirt and white tank top she was wearing. "When did I put this on? H--have my breasts always been this... nice?" She questioned as she pushed vigorously against them. "Wow, I can actually grip them they are so big!" She exclaimed once more before taking notice of the long black hair that followed her falling scalp. "Black hair..?" She examined it and was startled to find it hurt to tug on. "Why is my hair black!?" She spoke this time but alarmed to find a more feminine voice escaping her lips despite speaking her typical way. She looked once more at the downed blond girl and now is when her thoughts began to race.

"W--wait a minute. This outfit is Jean's. She was just wearing them... this girl has blond hair... I have black... she's in my clothes... I'm in Jean's... This can't be..." She rambled as she placed a hand on the girl's back and turned her over. A loud gasp emitted from her as she fell back onto her butt, her hands shook in fright. "Th--that's me!" She screamed in her thoughts while taking a more delicate look at her **** body.

She leaped from the bed and knelt over the desk chair to gaze into the mirror. Her hands cupped her face in no time at all as the words "I'm Jean..." repeated over and over both in her head and from her lips.

Mentally, Jay was completely entranced by this arousing scene and began to wonder if he should deem a physical body for the pleasure or make this more interesting.

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