A smile appears on your face. Your little brother Frankie looks at you with his mouth open. No words come out. You focus and turn into your ghost form. Justin's eyes roll back into his head and he falls to the floor. Frankie's face has become the definition of fear. He starts to, slowly, walk backwards, back to the hallway. "Not so fast." you say as you fly past him into the hallway, blocking his path. Standing in the hallway, Frankie turns around and starts to run to his room. Almost immediately he falls to the ground, convulsing. Your vision goes black. As you open your eyes again, all you can see is the light from the bathroom, shining past you into the hallway. "Arghhh." you groan as you stand up. Looking down, you see a small pajama shirt and fitting bottoms. Your head starts to hurt as Frankie's memories and personality become yours. After several seconds of pain, you open your eyes again. You look into the bathroom and see your hot brother laying, unconscious, on the floor. Your move your hand into your small pants and give your new, 10 year old crotch a squeeze. "Damn, Frankie is a pervert." you say to yourself, whilst trying to resist approaching Justin's naked body. Thoughts of jerking your unconscious brother off, and sticking your hand up his ass, flood your mind. Frankie has a crush on his big brother's body. Even tho, you're only ten, you appear to have the hormones of a 19 year old.
As you approach Justin's body, he starts to spasm. "Justin... Justin wake up." you say to him as you softly slap his cheeks. Because Frankie also loves his brother a lot, his worries are yours now too. You're afraid something bad might happen to your brother, and would do everything to prevent it from happening. Suddenly Justin starts to shake heavily. "Justin!" You hold his head with your hands. "Wake Up!" you scream at him. Tears start to drop down your cheeks as Justin does not respond. "Arghhh!!!" you scream as you...