I woke to mom unbuckling me from my car seat in our driveway.
"Wake up Brad, we're home now. It's time to go in and see your family."
"OK mommy," I yawned.
"Here mom, I'll carry him in for you," Brad offered. Before I had a chance to protest, my old body had lifted me out of the car seat and hefted me onto its shoulders.
"I always liked it when dad gave me a piggyback ride," Brad said, "I thought you might enjoy it now too." With that, he carried me into the house.
Brad had been right in his assumption too. I found that being up high like that was a lot of fun and even though I remembered being tall before, it seemed that Brad’s instinctive responses still found this a novelty. I found myself smiling happily as he set me down on the living room couch in front of the rest of the family.
"Thank you David." I said, remembering what Gloria had told me about making sure to use the right names for our new bodies.
Mariah came over and sat down between Brad and me, seemingly unsure of whom she was supposed to comfort while Lucas just looked happy that he managed to avoid the whole thing. Dad broke the silence.
"I saw David getting out of the driver's side of the car. Were they not able to perform the switch today or something?"
Brad spoke up excitedly, "It turns out that motor skills and instinctive things stay with the body! So not only am I grown up now, I can drive! It's really cool!"
"Not fow me," I grumbled. "I can't even wead anymowe."
Lucas giggled, "Awww, poor nerd can't read his comic books. Guess it's kids cartoons for you now."
"LUCAS!" Thankfully dad didn't share my brother’s sense of humor, but even though he'd gotten Lucas to shut up, he was still wearing an expression containing entirely too much amusement.
Dad turned back to me, "so that's really you in there David?"
"Yeth daddy." Lucas stifled a giggle and mom gave him a stern look as I continued. "Da doctow thaid dat thing wike wanguage pwocething an' thtuff thtay wif da owd body. Tho I thtuck tawking wike bwad now."
Dad looked thoughtful and just hugged me.
"Apparently the ability to perform logical manipulation on new information and to process the immediate world around them also stayed with the old bodies," mom added, looking through the binder that Dr. Thomas had given her. "It says here that even though David still remembers everything he's learned, we should expect him to only be able to process new information like a 4-year-old would, while Brad should now have some of the logical skills of a 16-year-old."
“Well that’s... interesting.” My dad said sounding as confused as ever.
“Well boys according to this folder, you two get some days off of school to settle a bit.”
“Brad you- oh I mean David...”
Dad was clearly having trouble with the name thing.
“You’ll be in charge of watching your little brother, if you could drive I assume you can also handle other basic tasks like taking care of him.”
We all slept early that night.
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The next day I convinced “David” to help me with my lisp after everyone had left. He basically just helped me sound out words. The training helped a lot. I still have a lisp but now it’s not in every word or sentence I say. I just need to put a lot of conscious effort into my words.
“So um, Brad.”
“Look, I know we’re in new bawdies but can you pwease call me David when we’re alone? At least for now?”
“Oh sure, sorry. It’s just... can you please show me how to use my penis?”
I almost forgot that I agreed to help him learn about that.
I sighed “yeah you can just, start to undwess now”
I try to turn away while he strips in my body but I can’t resist the urge to look. I wasn’t the most muscled sixteen year old, but I had a decent build, the kind I probably could’ve been built up more if I started working out. I noticed my old body was also starting grow a bit of stubble as I rubbed my now baby smooth cheek.
Then he dropped his underwear and there it was. My old dick. It was actually pretty big at 6 inches soft. I was still a virgin too, I can’t believe I never used it when I had the chance.
“So um, I don’t really know what to do when it gets all big and the Doctor guy just told me dad would work with me on that.”
I proceeded to explain “the birds and the bees” to him and how he could rub out his “boners” whenever he gets horny, in private of course.
I started to stare at him again. At the young man I once was. Things would never be quite the same again and I just kinda... let it happen.
I guess this body must be hyper sensitive to my emotions because just thinking about that like made start to tear up.
“David what’s wrong? Did I mess something up?”
“No it’s not that” I struggled to say in between tears.
Brad instinctively hugged me and I slowly calmed down. “It’s ok, we’re in this together... big brother.”