"Relax, jeez. A little breeze won't hurt this body,"
Roy frowned. "You speak as if my brother's body is an object."
"Is it not? I turned him into a suit, and a suit is an object. And I said relax. Cool down your honkers. Even if I break one of your brother's bones while I'm in this skin, which I won't because that shit is painful, he'll revert to normal if I leave this body. He won't remember. He won't feel. It was as if nothing happened to him."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. That's what the zipper told me."
Roy's frown pulled deeper. "The zipper? The zipper told you. Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?"
"More ridiculous than turning your brother into a suit, wearing 'said' suit, and becoming your brother? Ha! And yes, it's what the zipper told me. I don't stress the specifics of how this zipper crammed its instructions into my head. I should have gone to the store where I bought this thing. But the newsflash is, it's gone!" As expected, even Roy's eyebrows are now frowning. "Believe me. It's like those 'Spirit of Halloween' stores. One moment it's there, the other it's gone."
"Okay, fine. I'll bite at your doubtful explanation. But can you at least, wear Edward's clothes? It's the middle of fall, and I'm freezing my ass here."
"It's freezing? I feel fine. You don't have to worry about me." Although, you too were also freezing your ass when before you were Edward's skin. Although the sun is still at its peak, and there's no sign of snow in the foreseeable future, the cold came in early. You blame it on climate change. "And besides, I'm having fun with all this freedom I have on Edward's skin."
In this smaller body, everything else looked so big. Everything around you just seems so daunting and ready to swallow you up. Even the sofa where you are laying your bare butt on. You're sinking on the foam with all the pillows atop you. It just seems so comfy, despite the nudity. As much as you'd like to stay in this comfy heaven, you have other reasons for remaining naked. You looked down and you see Edward's body in a way you've never seen before. He's young, so why the hell does he have a more defined muscle than you do?
"I see, you've noticed it as well." Roy sat beside you. His finger came close to your stomach and began to trace the faint outlines of your new abs. "Dad bought us both a weights set. It wasn't for me. Never had the time when I'm so busy with studies and work. But Edward is an energetic little shit. Building muscle is his way of letting off that energy. And it's paying off, by the looks of it. I just hope he wouldn't be a steroid junkie when he reached twenty."
You followed Roy's lead and began touching your abs. Unlike your prior flat and somewhat chubby stomach, this one is defined. It's got a good firm shape. There's strength in them. You tensed your muscles and look how hard they got. While you were enjoying your newfound strength, Roy made an O-shape with his thumb and index and flicked you in the balls.
"Fuck! That hurts, asshole."
Roy laughed. "While you're in there, I was hoping to get some payback for all the times Edward kicked me in the nuts."
"Why the hell should I be punished for that little shit's doing? If you're going to flick him in the balls, do it to him, not me."
"Can't help it when you're wearing his face."
Once you got some of your strength, you pounced at him and pinned him to the other end of the sofa. You firmly placed your ass on his chest and lashed out some fists at his face. You may have abs, but your arms are still twigs. They barely made damage a Roy who is twice taller than you are. Amid your feeble punches, your foot slipped and sent you hurtling toward his face. Your cheeks touched and your head buried in his neck. You got a whiff of his smell. It's familiar since you've been friends for a very long time. But somehow, it's different. It's... It's making you hard.
"Wh- what the fuck!?" You immediately left Roy's embrace and pushed yourself out. You look down and you saw your uncut dick standing, and pointing in Roy's direction. "I got hard thanks to your smell, doofus."
"Why the hell are you saying that as if it was my fault you got hard? And no. It's not your fault as much as it was mine. It's Edward's."
"Wh- what do you mean?"
"He thinks he could hide it, but I've seen him sniffing my clothes whenever it was his turn to wash. Get's high or something. Caught him the other day smelling my underwear. Wish I could take a video of it and use it as blackmail. Since you're in his body, I suppose you also get his sick fetishes."
"He's at that age, huh? Can't he be a normal person and get hard at porn instead? So, how do you feel that this little shit is getting his kicks with your smell? Fuck. Talking about this is still reminding me of your smell. I'm fucking leaking, jeez."
"Kind of weird. Kind of happy. Never really thought that my smell would get someone hard. I don't know... I still can't decide what feeling should I have. How about you sniff me again?"
"Wait, what?"
"You asked me what I feel, and I'm working to find an answer. Just skooch over here, and smell me."