Chapter 1

Darkness ... for so long, only darkness. Then, the foolish curiosity of youth, and the games began once more...

“What is it?” Darnell asked over his friend’s shoulder, his dark, eager face focused on the well-wrapped object.

“I’m opening it ... hold your horses, assmuncher,” Von spat at his friend. The 18-year-old Vietnamese-American worked at the layers and layers of plastic wrap with a box cutter until he’d reached the golden center.

“It’s an amulet,” Rich said, the brown-haired young man’s Caucasian features almost plain compared to his friends with their more exotic ancestry.

The three boys looked at the gold, or perhaps bronze, talisman. It was round and flat, with several intertwining circular symbols on it. They had broken into old man Solomon’s house, abandoned since his passing years ago, and found the object inside a basement wall that had crumbled apart at their touch. Von picked up the amulet and put it on, feeling the cool chain, made of the same material as the amulet, settle about his neck.

“Why’d you do that?” Darnell asked.

“I ... dunno.” Von lifted the amulet and turned it over ... there were some words carved there. “Furtum Corpus Familiae?” He dictated, and then fell back onto the plush, carpeted floor of his family’s basement rumpus room, seemingly unconscious.

“Very funny, dude!” Rich laughed. “C’mon, get up. Von?”

“Von!” Darnell shook their friend. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Should ... should we take the amulet off?”

“He’s faking! C’mon, Von.” They waited. “Von?”

“Guys!” Von’s 19-year-old sister rushed down the basement steps. “Shit!” She slipped and tumbled down the last few, landing on her butt and laughing, her legs splayed out from under her short skirt. “Ha! This is so weird!”

“Vinh!” Rich blocked her view of her possibly-unconscious brother and Darnell quickly did likewise. “Uh, what’re you doin’ down here?”

The pretty Vietnamese girl got up, accidentally flashing them her white panties. “It’s me, Von! I think the amulet did this.” She bounced in place, causing her skirt to flip up again and her C-cup breasts to bounce in her shirt.

Darnell frowned. “Uh, what?”

She stepped forward unsteadily to push past them and look down at her brother just laying there. “I’m breathing, right?” She knelt to confirm. “Phew!”

“What the fuck is going on?” Rich asked her.

She stood up. “The amulet put my mind into my sister’s body! This feels so fucking weird, dudes!” She gave her breasts a tentative squeeze. “Ooh...”

“Uh...” Both Von’s friends had no idea what to say.

“What?” she asked, looking from one to the other.

“No fucking way,” Darnell informed her. “You two work this out in advance?”

“How can I prove it?” she asked.

“Who was my first crush?” Rich asked her.

“Duh! My sister,” Vinh answered him with a pretty smile. “Me now.”

“That’s not a proper test,” Darnell accused her, “she, uh, you totally knew that ... he’s hardly shy about it.”

“Fine,” Vinh turned to him, “she wouldn’t know about that time you and I jerked each other off.”

“DUDE!” Darnell sat down next to his friend’s empty body. “Holy fuck ... it’s actually you.”

Rich stared at them. “You jerked each other off?!”

Von in Vinh’s body looked away. “It was at your place ... your sister’d been wearing a skimpy bikini and I walked in on Darnell spying on her from the bathroom window with his dick out. I’d gone there to do the same thing, and since we were both there, we just ... switched hands. It feels better to have someone else do it for you, but after we both came we agreed not to do it again ... too weird.”

“We also agreed not to mention it to anyone,” Darnell reminded her ... him.

“Sorry, dude ... had to make you believe.”

“So ... we should take the amulet off, right?” Rich asked. “See if you jump back to your own body?”

“Wait!” Von stopped him. “Sis was up in her room, so we can’t have her wake up down here.”

“You know she’s asleep?” Darnell asked.

He tilted her head. “Yeah ... I can feel her in the back of my mind ... she doesn’t know what’s happening. Okay, so I’ll go back up to her room -- give me two minutes -- and then you take the amulet off.” He moved toward the stairs, though his sister’s manly gait made it more obvious that she wasn’t herself.

“Or...”

Von turned back to Rich. “Or?”

“We have an opportunity here.” Rich ogled his friend’s sister’s tits and smooth legs under her thigh-high skirt.

She dropped into a defensive posture, one fist in his face. “Dude, this is my sister. You think I won’t kick your ass for touching her?”

Rich smiled at Von. “C’mon, dude! Here you are, looking like Disneyland, and you’re not allowing us on any of the rides?”

“At least let us feel those tits,” Darnell suggested. “When are we ever gonna be able to do something like that?” The boys weren’t the most manly of subjects, Darnell being skinny, Rich a bit portly, and Von kind of plain, with unsightly acne. Girls just never had any interest in them.

“Are you saying you have no curiosity what it’ll feel like to have your breasts touched?” Rich asked her. “You squeezed ‘em yourself after you came down and it looked like you enjoyed it.”

Von thought for a moment and then lowered his sister’s hands. “Okay, but just boobs ... I am kinda curiou—OHH!”

Both boys quickly grabbed one breast each, squeezing and hefting Von’s sister’s boobflesh through her bra.

“Um ... holy shit!” Vinh’s mouth was open as Von’s sister’s borrowed body heated up from the unfamiliar, overwhelming feelings. After a couple tantalizing minutes, her knees got weak and Von flopped her rounded but athletic ass onto the basement couch, closing her eyes as his friends continued their amorous assault. Out of Von’s sight, Darnell started unfastening the buttons of her shirt while Rich switched to using both of his hands on her breasts. As her shirt opened, revealing more of the tanned-looking skin her family shared, Rich moved his hands directly onto her lacy beige bra, easily finding the older girl’s hard nipples through the thin material. “Huh ... huhh...” Von breathed. When Darnell found the front fastener, the bra opened up and Rich’s fingers went straight for her dusky cones. “Hnng!” Von moaned, feeling something building between his sister’s legs, similar to a male orgasm but also somehow completely different.

“I gotta...” Darnell muttered, unzipped his jeans, stepped up onto the couch, and moved his hard cock up to Vinh’s mouth.

When Von saw his friend’s six inches of dark meat in front of his sister’s face, he hesitated. “Uh...”

“C’mon, dude,” Darnell cajoled him. “You already whacked me off once.” He tapped the tip on her lower lip.

Von pulled back. “But it’s gay...”

“It’s not gay for a girl to suck a guy’s dick, and right now you’re a girl.”

Von opened his sister’s mouth and half of his friend’s length slipped inside. He awkwardly sucked as Rich continued to fondle his sister’s breasts and squeeze her nipples. That good feeling between her legs held steady, not getting higher or lower, but keeping her borrowed body feeling all hot and tingly.

Both boys urged Von to lay down on the couch so that Darnell didn’t have to keep standing on it. With this new angle, Rich replaced one of his hands with his mouth to suck one of Vinh’s hard nipples.