Tom spent several minutes looking at himself in the mirror. He practised manipulating his face. Learning how to do Kerry’s smile. He now had perfect white teeth.
Michael just stood there silently watching his wife who was not his wife. Tom was now identical to Kerry in every aspect. Tom was still shirtless, wearing a lacy light blue bra which showed off his delectable breasts. To Michael this woman who he was alone with was very attractive.
It was only the knowledge that his brothers brain was inside that kept Michael’ libido in check. He hoped Tom didn’t notice he had a hard on. Eventually he said to Tom. “I think you should put your shirt back on. Kate we be back soon” He didn’t mention Kerry was also returning. It was hard to believe he wasn’t talking to Kerry.
Michael forced himself to leave the bedroom and return to the kitchen. He tried to return to his internet searching but his mind wasn’t in it. These stories seemed so fake and he had just seen the real thing.
Tom stayed in the room and continued to gaze at his reflection. He now had Kerry’s long red fingernails. In theory he could go to Kerry’s workplace, as a receptionist at an Optometrists practice and impersonate her. No one could possibly see through this disguise. He blew himself kisses. Something he could not have done with Michael in the room. The Kerry in the mirror blew a kiss back at him.
Tom traced his hands over the lace of the bra. It was erotic watching the manicured fingers feeling the breasts which perfectly filled the bra cups. He realised once more he was getting wet. It was only when he heard Kate’s car pull up outside that he hurriedly put the shirt back on. He had more difficulty than earlier, not used to having fingernails this long. He tucked the shirt into the jeans just as he heard the girls coming in the front door. Now his problem was how to explain to Kate why he had let the changes go ‘All the way’