Late in the afternoon, Sophie entered the hospital building and pressed the button for the floor I was on. I had already told her everything about how it would work, what she needed to pay attention to, and what she had to do. So, she was well prepared.
As she stepped out of the elevator and approached the counter, she met Lina. "Good day, I'm here to visit Noah Levi." "The young man from room three," she said with interest. She then took out the visitor book for Sophie to sign.
The situation was extraordinary for Sophie as well. One moment her friend was in the nurse's body facing her, and then I was gone. After Sophie had signed, she was allowed to enter the room.
As she opened the door, I opened my eyes. "Well, look who it is," she said, surprised when she saw me. She was wearing a blue shirt, light blue jeans, and white sneakers. "It really is you," she suddenly said in front of my eyes, looking deeply into them. "And just to say it again: One day, no less and no more!" she threatened.
I had to accept the situation I was in and rattled the bars of the bed. My vitals spiked, the beeping changed, and Sophie looked up too. In that second, as she did, she went into a trance and stared at the monitor. Suddenly, I heard the sound of chains falling, like with Lina, and I could open the door, the door to Sophie's body. I stepped into the light as Sophie's body had to blink several times.
"Holy shit," I said in her voice. So much felt wrong and so many changes, as if I was doing it with Lina. Sophie was shorter, but her breasts were also smaller. I grabbed them, and they were firm. I could also walk differently. I waddled less since Sophie's hips weren't yet developed for childbirth.
I tucked the strands of hair behind my right ear, showing off my new earrings. "Thank you for letting me do this," I approached my body and kissed my forehead. Because thanks to my brain, which protected me from the impact, I was able to take over other bodies. It was time to find out what had happened and what Sophie knew about the incident.
From her memories, I slowly needed to go home. I ran out of the room, leaving the hospital without any feedback, and took off. I looked into Sophie's memories as she had made them. Images appeared from her perspective.
Sophie was sitting across from me at the kitchen table six months ago. Then I left the table and disappeared. It took several minutes before she wondered where I was. She got up and moved to the stairs. When she arrived downstairs, she saw the three people with two paramedics and two police officers. "And he just fell over," lied Julius, trying to cover himself.
Sophie saw my body as she then told the three people that they were responsible. "You didn't do it right," she walked into the middle of the scene. The two police officers looked at her. "You are?" the law enforcement officers wanted to know. "I'm Sophie, Noah's girlfriend," she told the police officers, telling them that I was being regularly teased, especially by the three people. "It's not just verbal, but also physical," she told them.
"You know, Sophie," the police officers then interjected, "they had called the police." Sophie saw Celia standing next to Marco and Julius. "Something's weird about this whole story," she said, looking more closely at Celia. In Sophie's opinion, Celia seemed a bit insecure, maybe even nervous.
"Since you have now made the statements, we have done our job," said the police officer. Her colleague nodded. "I'll say goodbye too," Sophie added, knowing that it would be useless to further explain the bullying cases to them. In short, she turned after the handshake and left again. She wondered what had really happened.
I opened the door of the house where Sophie still lived with her parents. "Hello dear," I heard the mother come. "Hello mom," I replied with a smile that her daughter would surely make. She came back and hugged me.
"You must be hungry for sure!" she said, before urging me into the kitchen after taking off my shoes. I squatted next to Sophie's father, who was attacking the food. "It's really great," he said nodding, while he swallowed. "I know it," I replied laughing, as I also bit into the salad and the chicken leg.
Sophie's mother, who looked quite similar to Sophie, only with more wrinkles and a little older, was also eating with us. It was an exciting evening that we spent together. Sophie's father, who was a little more filled overall, could hardly eat properly after his meal. Sophie's mother and I had to laugh.
I disappeared into my room while my new mother dreamily put the dishes in the dishwasher. In jeans and a shirt, I jumped into Sophie's bed. Her room was designed differently. One wall was colored green, while the other sides remained white. Sophie also had many books. Her bed was very comfortable, and I enjoyed every moment. I looked at the ceiling and said: "Well, I could live well in her body." I had everything I needed: a family and an education. Before going to sleep, I undressed, wearing Sophie's underwear. I didn't hesitate for a second to exploit Sophie's privacy before falling asleep.
The next morning, I was awakened by Sophie's phone, which I put on the table. In the morning, the birds chirped as the window opened in underwear. I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, where I washed my eyes. I then looked in the mirror, where I saw her rectangular face. Her green-brown eyes, her somber eyebrows, and her smile that I tried to make, reminded me of Sophie.
As I then put on her clothes from yesterday, I groped her breasts, which were held captive by a B-cup, a few times. I also grabbed into her slippers and became aroused. I couldn't help it. I felt her warmth as I stuck my fingers in her vagina. I felt the desire, Sophie's desire, to arouse me.
I grabbed around the vagina, which was somewhat angular. I wanted more and reached in. I navigated forward and touched my new clitoris. I felt a tingling and a warmth. I felt my vagina getting wetter.
I didn't stop then, but continued harder and harder. A rising wave of tension was released and then I felt an inner tremor. I didn't want to stop, but when Sophie's mother called me, I dropped everything and had to go. I got ready, put everything back in its place, got dressed briefly before going downstairs. "I'm coming mom," I said in Sophie's high voice.