"Whoa, hey Ms. Martinez, looking good today!" the elderly neighbor Carl called out from his seat on the front porch.
"Oh, heh, thanks," Tyler replied, trying to keep up appearances while walking Archie.
"I ain't seen you dress like that since...before Brent? You finally over that loser?" Carl called out.
"Oh, yeah, totally," Tyler replied, again trying to sound as much like his aunt as possible.
But every step made it clear that he didn't have to try too hard. His aunt's hair brushing against his neck. His aunt's large breasts bouncing along...not helped by the fact that he couldn't figure out how to put on a bra...his aunt's ass rising up and down, the tight denim shorts making it clear that he had his aunt's internal anatomy between his legs rather this own external one...
Tyler's Aunt Maria was the youngest of his mother's siblings and in many ways never really grew up. Dressing, partying, living like she was still 22, not 42. Dating hot and heavy, getting devastated when they'd inevitably leave her... Brent was her most recent breakup and she wanted to get away for a while. However, she had burned up her PTO at work for the year and needed to someone to watch her dog, Archie. After digging out her grandmother's old spell book, she invited Tyler over to see if he'd be interested dog/house sitting...with a twist.
Yes, she'd "get away for a while"...but not as herself. Tyler, a high school senior with a week left before classes started, would swap bodies with her. Go to her temp receptionist job and take care of Archie. Meanwhile, she'd enjoy being young again...and also a man.
This was the second day of Tyler living his aunt's life. He rounded the block after walking Archie and saw a familiar car in front of his aunt's house - Brent's. Brent was up knocking on the door, begging to talk with "Maria", when he turned and saw what was apparently her approaching. This wasn't something Maria had prepared Tyler for...and he definitely wasn't ready for his borrowed body's strong reaction to the sight of Brent...
Brent would invite himself in "just to talk"...say that he was wrong for leaving Maria...and then sit closer to Tyler in her body. Tyler's male mind was screaming...but the sensations from his female body were far too tempting.
A kiss turned into making out, then into feeling up, then into stripping on the way to Maria's bedroom...
This wasn't part of the deal, but by the end of it, Tyler would consider it the best part.
