"Jesus Christ!" After all that happened, that was the only thing I could say. I mean what else COULD I say. I was no longer in my own body. I was ten years younger than I was before and not only that I was my own little brother. I looked up at the older teenager before me. It was a body I knew quite well. It was my own in fact, but the person inside it was my little brother John. I watched as he looked his body up. He opened the neck of my shirt to stare at his pecs and abs then opened up my sweats and got a good look at his dick. "Wow..." was all he said as he snapped the sweats back on. Then he started flexing. I couldn't handle seeing him in my body anymore, so I simply decided to look my own body up. I had lost everything. My upper body was all puny and flabby. I hesitated for a little, but I opened up John's shorts and came face to face with his baby dick. I moved my hand to touch it. It was quite sensitive, but in the sense that it was a child's penis, not the virile dick of an older teenager. "Oh god, this really is real!" I said as I snapped the shorts back. I was still in denial, but now I really had to accept the fact that I was John now.
"Joey..." the man who looked like me looked at me hesitatingly. "That really is you isn't it, John?" "Y... Yeah... And that's really you Joey?" "It is! Oh god! Oh god! This can't be happening!" "Joey, you have to calm down." "How can I calm down?!" I spat at him. "I'm a fucking kid again. At least you get to be the big man here! I going to have to experience my whole entire childhood again!" "Joey... Sniffle.... It's not like I want to be like this. I'm still a child. I don't wanna be an adult. Waaaaaah!" And with that John started crying. It looked bizarre coming from my body. "Ah jeez..." I clearly went too far there. Of course John would want to grow up the normal way. "Hey John... I'm sorry... Despite how I look, I still am your big brother. So let's figure out what we should do." "Sniffle... Sniffle... Oh...Okay." I got some of the paper towels to help John wipe his tears. I blushed as I remembered they were used to wipe our dicks of cum. "Are you okay now?" I asked him. "Yeah... I think." "Good. Now let's figure out what the hell is going on here?" "Do we even have any idea how this happened? It's not like we wanted this or anything." "That's true. So its either the TV or this whole house that's the problem." "You really think that. It sounds so weird." "Not any weirder than switching bodies." "I guess... So how will we figure it out?" "The internet of course!" I told him as I went upstairs to the computer room. John followed suit.