It's been nearly a year since me and Brad switched bodies, and in that time, we had more time to get comfortable with our new bodies. Being small really has it's drawbacks, I can't reach anything, I can't drive anywhere, and I lost a lot of my liberties. By that, I mean my overprotective parents make up most of my decisions for me, from what I say, from what I eat to where I go, and what I do. There isn't much point in arguing, because everyone tells me I'm too young to understand. I hate going to sleep early when the family gets to watch some horror movie, hearing their squeals and laughter from downstairs. It was weird being warned for my vocabulary too, even words like "butt" get me in trouble.
Everything was the total opposite for David, however. He was tall enough to reach places, he could drive in mom's car since he had my motor functions and a drivers license, so he had gained more freedom than he had before. His mannerisms became more adult, making his whole personality change. We both attended school, where I re-learnt certain words, math, and had a tutor to improve my lisp. David went to highschool, reconnecting with my friends, making new ones, and excelled at my subjects, pleasing my parents greatly.
My mom would often take me with her for her grocery runs, placing me in the small seat of the cart. My mom would often take me with her for her grocery runs, like she did with Brad. "David told me he always liked riding in the cart, plus its easier for mommy to keep track of you!" Mom explained. "Yweah, well I don't really like it", I said, even though I found it kind of a guilty pleasure. She made her way to a rack of clothes, and I looked up to her, barely being able to see her face past her mountainous breasts. I could have sworn they got bigger since the swap. "Mommy, can I get some new clowthes? This is embawasing" you said, tugging on your Superman shirt.
"Aww, Im sorry Bradley, mommy doesn't have money for that right now." she said with a dumbed down tone, patting me on the head. I frowned. I didn't like being talked to like that, everyone but David did it like it was instinct. My mannerisms had changed since I became Brad, as I got into my emotions much more easily. She paid for her stuff, and strapped me back into the booster seat of the minivan. I always tried to undo the seatbelt, but my hands aren't strong enough. We got back home, as she unbuckled me from the seat, and sent me inside home.
When I went inside the bathroom, David was at the mirror, shaving his genitals. He had a growth spurt recently, so he grew to 6'5, his voice got deeper, he grew more body hair, and his genitals enlarged. He easily loomed over me like he was a giant.
"Woah! Brad, what are you doing in here?" he said, as he turned his head. "I'm naked in here."
"So? I was da one who teacheded you to shave." I said. "Pwus Its my old body."
"I know, but I think its weird having you in here with me. And when you taught me how to shave, it was in my muscle memory already, I just needed you to show me where dad's shaving tools were." he finished shaving, and dropped his heavy penis back into his boxers, as it created a small tear. "Shit, gonna need bigger boxers soon." he said while cupping his girth.
"Nice bulge, David" Mom laughed as she poked her head through the door. "Mommy!" I said, trying to keep my voice down. " Oh calm down Brad, I'm just proud of my tallest soldier, that's all." she laughed again and left.
"You got anything else to teach me, maybe? What about sex? Mom tells me about it sometimes." David asked curiously. I tried to regain my thoughts about sex-ed, but it was all gone from my head. I pretty much forgot a lot of stuff from high school as my brain made room for less information. Then I remembered something.
I walked my way to my- I mean, David's room as David easily outpaced me. The whole room was a mess, with weights and sports gear on the floor, along with an odd odor. I went under the bedframe and into a box, pulling out my old fleshlight, and dusting it off. It seemed so huge in my hands.
"What is that?" David asked. "Well, its... what you stick your...peepee into." I said shyly. He picked it up from my hands, as he looked into the gaping hole, his bulge twitching in his pants. He read the text at the bottom of the toy. "Artificial rubber vagina." So is this what's in-between mom's and Mariah's legs?"
"Sure" you said awkwardly. "You put your thingie in there and... white stuff comes out." I was embarrassed to show him this, but he had already missed out on the sex-ed I had when I was in high school. "Thanks Brad, also, don't tell anyone about this. I gotta use this now." I was quickly lifted up and placed outside the room, before he locked his door. The bed creaked audibly as he quietly moaned to himself. I left him alone and went downstairs.