As much as you'd like to spend the rest of your day acting as Edward, the merit was lost when you're reminded that Roy would just be nagging at your ear all day. He's like one cunt of a wife. There's not a day in this world where he doesn't have a word regarding something. You turned your bareback at Roy, took one final squeeze of Edward's plump little ass, and pulled down the zipper. You burst forth from the hole, and the suit seemed to fly right out of your body. Edward's skin lay crumpled on the ground — empty and lifeless. As Roy stood there watching, you closed the suit. Edward's body automatically deflated, and once fully so, the zipper fell right off his back.
Within seconds, Edward blinked awake. He saw his older brother staring at him, and so was his best friend. Although, he'd like to call him boyfriend since he's always in their house. One question though... "Why am I naked?"
"We should be the one asking you that?" You said. "You punched me in the nuts and you went naked like a maniac. Is this a prank or something?"
"Wh- what do you mean? This is not a prank. I seriously don't remember doing this." Edward caught sight of you staring at his balls. Can't help it. Aside from his dumbfounded face, his fat pink balls stick out like a sore thumb. "Why the fuck are you staring at my dick!? Are you gay?"
"I'm bisexual. And you're the one who decided to be naked here. If there's anyone at fault here, it's you."
Edward grabbed his clothes, "shut up." He stomped out of the living room and closed his blasted bedroom door. He won't be a problem in the immediate future. He'd be back an hour to annoy them again as if nothing had happened. He works like that. It's clockwork.
"He does not remember anything, huh?" Roy asked. "That's convenient—"
"You don't say," You picked the zipper and laid it on the countertop.
"So, where'd you find this again?" Roy touched the zipper, careful enough not to touch its underside. He doesn't want to turn into a suit, or even allow you to wear his body.
"From a shop downtown. Sells all kinds of junk, but this is the one I picked. The Zipper of Possession, the guy calls it. You've seen how it works, so I don't need to bother telling you again." You look at Roy and it seems like he wants to investigate this place. Unluck for him though. "Don't bother coming to the shop where I got this thing. The moment I exited the place, then boom! The shop was gone. I opened the door and it was abandoned inside. It's magic, I tell you."
"A magic shop, heh," Roy chuckled. You know he's the man of Science. All about the proofs and stuff. See it to believe it, that sort of shit. But can his Science explain what you just did to his brother? You think not. "Anything else you can tell me about the zipper?"
"It can do this," You laid the zipper flatly on the table, and pulled the slider to its limits until it slid out of the tape of the zipper. Now, there are two broken parts of the zipper. Then suddenly, soft light emanated from the broken pieces. In one blink of an eye, they got fixed. Now, there is two whole Zipper of Possession. One for you, and one for Roy.
"Holy shit, it can do that?" Roy tried to do the same thing to his zipper but a bottom stop impeded him from doubling his zipper.
"Sorry, only this one can do that. Another thing is this thing is now bound to me. Like those cursed artifacts from that movie we watched. Where no matter where you hide it, it always comes back to you. That sort of stuff."
Roy looked at his phone. It's about noon, and it seems he has a schedule for the day. "As much I'd like to continue this, I have somewhere else to be. Got a job at the community pool."
"Really?" You can't believe this. You're expecting to spend the rest of the day trying out the zipper with Roy. It's the most interesting experience he's going to have since he lost his virginity, and he's replacing it with a job at the lame-ass pool by the park. "You're going to work, after all this?"
"What? Just because I learned that magic is real, and I can use this zipper to possess bodies, it doesn't mean I could skip my job. And besides, the existence of magic won't pass for a valid reason to my boss. Also, that reminds me. Shouldn't you be at your job at this hour?"
"I should. But got fired, again."
"Again? It's the fourth job this year. You really suck at this. How about you come with me to the pool? I bet you can use your zipper in there. Maybe even possess my boss and give me a raise?"
You know who manages the community pool in the neighborhood. Mr. Kowalski is a brute. Ex-marine, as they say. Always wears a red polo and matching black shorts. If you hear the shrill sound of a whistle, you bet it is him and his endless list of things not to do in the pool. Having his body, and absolute dominion over the community pool is an enticing thought. Although, you have other choices on how to spend your day. So, what do you choose?