Chapter 1

My family is different. To say the least of it. Sure we look and seem like other people. We even go to school and have jobs like everyone. What makes us different is that a male and female that are close to age or is it that they have to be close to one another emotionally or something, not sure of that fact because that point hasn't yet been made clear to either my sister nor myself, well those two relatives can switch bodies. So you can imagine how strange, shocking, and terrifying that was to my sister and I when one night around the time we were about 8 years old, we went to bed in our own rooms and then one day we woke up in the others room and body. People in our family don't usually switch bodies that young so our parents thought they had more time on their hands to prepare us before they had to tell us.

In the beginning for us to change into the other it could be under any circumstances, and without warning sometimes. Let me tell you it's no fun switching bodies with your sister when she's in the middle of a make out session with one of the biggest geeks in school. No fun at all. Okay maybe I'm just seeing the guys that way because I'm her brother. I know she wouldn't go out with some guy if at least in some level he wasn't a nice person. At least we can't change while the females are in their "Special time of the month" thank goodness for that. But to change back into our own bodies we had to be relatively calm. Yeah sometimes it takes a while to change back.

There have been many stories and adventures that we have had because of the mind switch (only one of many names my sis and I have for the switch) but the one I'm going to tell is one that happened when my sister and I were 17 nearly 18. Well I was closer to 18 than her but only by a bit. See our parents couldn't keep their hands off of each other after I was born so just a little over 10 months after I made my grand entrance into the world, my sister Clara was born. Sorry I know that's a bit off topic. Sometimes when I'm talking I tend to ramble on or talk about different or seemingly unrelated topics. My ex-girlfriend used to say it sometimes could be cute.

When we change bodies we get glimpses and pieces of memories from our family member's bodies, just enough to pass off as them if we were to run into a friend or someone who doesn't know what we are. And we also tend to get their habits too. One day when I woke up I tried to stay asleep as long as I could. I was probably just in denial that it was a new day (that is one of my habits). But then my body didn't want to stay asleep. I felt as if it wanted to get up then and there and run and bounce all over the place. That was one of my sister's habits or whatever you want to call it; and should have been my first clue. Suddenly I heard someone knocking on my sister's door.

"It's time to get up young lady. You're the one that wanted to go out today to do some running with your father this morning remember. And he's about ready now."

I just waited without saying anything for a bit. Then the knocking came louder. So loud that I just groaned I lifted the covers without opening my eyes. Then I swallowed and touched my chest and then looked down at a nice set of naked breast. I was now looking at my sister's beautiful breast, and they were on me.

"Oh man why did we have to change bodies today?" I thought to myself.

Then out loud I called out, "Sorry! Over slept I'll be out in a moment."

With my sister's memories flashing through my mind it didn't take me long to find the clothes she had in mind to use while out on the run today. Before I put on the clothes I took a look in the mirror at the body I was using, and against my will I might add, just in case you didn't get that. It's a bit slimmer than I was. Don't get me wrong I work out and I'm in good shape, but my sister does exercising more to stay trim than to have muscles like me. I do some stretches and I see the small crescent moon birthmark on her left breast just under her areola. I know it's wrong to look at your sister's body naked, and even be a little turned on by it, but I figured since I share this body a good amount of the time what's the difference it's almost like it's kind of like my body too.

When we first discovered our ability to switch bodies and our parents told us the details of the family history they had also told us that we should also try to get familiar enough with one another so that we could pass as the other when out in public with friends and other people. And that we were to never tell anyone outside the family unless it was the person we marry. Then when we marry instead of switching bodies with our sibling we could switch with our spouse and if we want still switch with our sibling. Clara and I decided a long time ago that to practice the deception that we should even pretend to be one another around our parents. Took awhile to be able to trick even them but I think we pulled it off very nicely if you ask me. Now back to the story.

I started to slip into the clothes, first the top then I started to slip the shorts on. For some reason it didn't register with me until that moment that something was missing until I got the jogging pants to that spot, "Goodness gracious she sleeps with no panties? In the NUDE???" I said softly. It had been a long time since I woke up in her body in the morning.

I took the shorts off then by accident I swear, I noticed something else, "What in the heck?" I said not so softly, at finding that she had also shaved herself bald down there too.

"What was that darling?" asked our Mom.

"Oh nothing. I thought I misplaced my lucky socks. Found them." I replied.

After getting dressed I opened the door and hugged my mom and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks mom you're a life saver. So did Calder change his mind about joining the run?" I asked as if I really wished Big Brother would.

"Not sure about that, he's doing what you did. He's still in bed sleeping in. But he was very busy yesterday. Then also late last night something happened that got him really upset. So you better be nice to him when you see him." replied mom.

I had been busy with school and then I had been at my part time job and I had to stay a little later than usual so I had let my girlfriend know I would be late for our date. She had acted just fine with it, she even seemed pleased, but then half way through our date my girlfriend had felt the need to dump me. She didn't think I had been taking her or our relationship seriously enough or something. That's what she had said but I felt that there was something she wasn't telling me. When I got home I wanted to talk to my sister but she was fast asleep so I had no choice but to talk to my mom.

With that running through my mind I must have had a funny look on my face because my mom asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen to you last night too? Is that why you were sleeping in?"

My mind raced not wanting to tell her my sister and I had switched hodies. I suddenly thought of noticing how she had shaved between her legs and I said the first thing that entered my mind to say, "Uh, I wasn't exactly sleeping in because of something bad," mom raised an eyebrow. I explained, "Well last night I had an itch that just wouldnt go away. So I was busy scratching it."

Mom frowned and said, "Clara you know if you have an itch it's not healthy to scratch it like crazy like that we have ointments you know."

I blushed and said, "It wasnt that kind of itch. It was the fun kind."

Mother mouthed the words fun kind? Then her eyes went wide and she said, "Oh! In that case we have a special kind of ointment and cream for that too. Do your special toys need batteries? I'm going into town to get some for mine."

When my mom said to be nice I had to fight back a mischievous smile, but remembering that my sister hadn't known about the breakup I just frowned then said, "Mmmom. Ew. I think it's time to change topics. I'll be nice to brother dearest if you say so. I'll see you later. On second thought maybe I should stay and talk with Cal to see if there is anything I could do to help him."

"No I don't think so. I think the best thing to do is to let him sleep. And if he's awake when you get back then you can talk with him then." said Mom.

I went past my room and was getting ready to pound on my door but then I heard my mom lightly say my sister's name so then I just went downstairs and found my dad.

"Well how's my little Princess? I thought you were going to sleep all day. That or you had gotten lost." chuckled dad.

My first impulse was to laugh but then I remembered I was actually my sister at that moment. "That only happened ONCE, in my life!!! Back when I was, what 5? We had just moved here. Besides I would never miss our little runs together. And more importantly you know what I've said about that little nickname. I outgrew that a long time ago, Old Man." I retorted.