I woke up with Brittney’s arms wrapped around my torso tightly as her head used my shoulder for a pillow. I let out a small sigh as I saw how peaceful her face looked. Kevin was still asleep and once again I poked through his memories. I couldn’t believe how much he had moved around and everything he had done since awakening as a body hopper, but maybe he just moved around that much because it was what his parents had always done as he grew up. I suddenly heard my mom calling out that she had made breakfast. I nudged Brittney awake and almost simultaneously I felt a shudder go through me.
“Let’s slip into some clothing and go be social, Pet,” came out of my mouth.
“Please can I just stay in bed with you today, Mistress?” She pouted.
I reached down and tweaked her nipple and she squealed as she kissed at my skin until I pushed her off me and replied, “No, Pet. I’m famished.”
I slid out of bed and quickly slipped into some yoga pants and a top while Brittney grabbed a pair of very brief cotton shorts out of her overnight bag and slid them on before grabbing a tight t-shirt and slipping into it.
Brittney and I left my room and slowly walked down the steps to the kitchen. She seemed to be a bit sore from the way she was stumbling. I could believe that, as I remembered what I had done to her last night as my dominatrix alter ego. I watched my hand go out and grab Brittney by the nap of her hair, pulling her back against my face as I whispered in her ear, “We aren’t done playing yet, Pet, but you will not blow anyone’s cover. Do you understand?”
She nodded quickly and I released her hair and then bounced down the last few steps happily and went into the kitchen.
“Smells great in here!” the words came out of my mouth in a cheerful tone.
“Thanks, sweetie!” Mom replied as she put some waffles down on the table.
Mom was wrapped up in a long fluffy robe and Dad was sitting at the end of the table reading on his tablet in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. I pulled out a chair, sat down in it and then wrapped my legs underneath me as I quickly pulled a hot waffle onto my plate and started filling each individual square with syrup. I couldn’t help but be amazed at how Kevin imitated me. It was exactly how I would have sat and exactly how I would have prepared my waffle.
Brittney flopped into the chair next to me with a weak smile on her face. She still had bed head and let out a quiet groan. She thanked my Mom as she put some eggs on her plate and then let out a breath as she grabbed her fork. As she brought her fork to her mouth my hand slipped below the table and grabbed the small remote that was tucked in the waistband of my tight athletic pants and I pressed a button.
“Mhhmmmm,” she let out as the toy that was still tucked inside her panties from last night fired to life. I knew from experience that it sent mind numbing vibrations into her body straight through her clit.
When my parents looked at her she choked down her eggs and quickly said, “Mhm, these eggs are so good.”
“I didn’t do anything special,” my mom replied in a surprised tone.
I cut into the waffles and brought a bite to my mouth to cover my smirk as my parents continued to look at her.
“That’s a lovely choker, Brittney. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear it before,” my mom commented.
“I got it from my Mis…” Brittney started to say and then gulped, “Misty. A cheerleader I met at camp. Or something. It’s more sentimental to me now though, I guess.”
“Oh, did something happen?” My dad asked.
“Just… no… I…” Brittney paused for a moment and my hand slipped down once more and clicked the button again, ramping up the toy tucked against her pussy to the next level. “Ah!” She squeaked as she jumped and then asked, “What were we talking about again?”
“Are you okay, Brittney?” My dad asked as he watched her squirm in her chair.
“Oh I’m lovely,” she replied back with a smile.
I looked at the contours of her breasts under her tight shirt as she arched her back in the chair and I could tell that her short pair of cotton shorts would be absolutely drenched by the time breakfast was done. She reached up and tried to pull back her hair and I saw a shiver run down her spine as she enjoyed the sensations going on in between her legs.
“So what do you ladies have planned today?” Dad asked as he kept an eye on Brittney.
“We have cheer practice. We’ve finally got everyone back from being sick, so it’s time to really start getting the routines down,” I replied with a smile as I ate more of my waffle.
“Well that sounds fun. When does it start? It sounded like you ladies were up pretty late last night watching movies in your room,” Mom asked as she spread some jelly on a piece of toast.
“Ten thirty. We should have enough time to eat and get ready,” I replied with a shrug as Brittney let out another sound and my parents looked at her once more.
“So good. These eggs are just amazing,” Brittney mumbled.
I went back to eating my waffles and Brittney managed to reel it in. My Dad went back to reading on his tablet and chatting with my mother about what he was reading. When I was almost done I poured myself a small glass of juice and then also poured one for Brittney. She thanked me as she fluttered her eyelids and I watched her quiver while she bit her lip.
“Best eggs ever,” She said weakly as she set her fork down and reached for the glass.
“If you’re done we should hit the shower,” suddenly came out of my mouth and I quickly drank my juice.
“Yeah,” she said as she nodded.
We both stood up and left the room and I was glad my parents weren’t really paying attention to us anymore as I spied the darker spot on Brittney’s crotch. As we went up the stairs I felt Brittney grab my arm and spin me around. She pressed me against the wall and our lips were forced tightly together as she kissed me hard. When she finally pulled back she had a dreamy smile on her face as she said in a fully content voice, “I love you, Mistress.”
“I know, Pet,” came out of my mouth as I pushed her back and then continued up the stairs and into the shower.
I was just climbing into the warm water when I felt Brittney stepping in after me. She quickly went about cleaning me and when she was finished I returned the favor. After we were both finished I reached for the valve but Brittney grabbed my hand and pulled it back and then dropped to her knees. She looked up at me with large eyes as she leaned forward between my legs and started to lick. I hoped the sound of the shower was loud enough to cover my moan as I leaned my head back against the shower wall. The warm water flowing over my body and the feeling of Brittney’s flexible tongue inside of me worked together to quickly drive me to the edge of bliss. I let out a small scream as I came hard and my legs clamped tight on Brittney’s head, holding her there while I humped her face as I rode out the whole orgasm.
I finally released Brittney from my between my legs and she collapsed to the floor of the shower as she gasped for air. I grabbed on to the sides of the shower for support as Brittney stood up and reached forward to tease my nipples, “You taste amazing, Mistress.”
“Thank you, Pet, but we need to get out or we’ll never be done.” I pushed her back and reached out for a towel. Brittney quickly washed her face and then followed me. After we toweled off and blow dried our hair and put it in ponytails, we did our make-up and then headed back to my room to get dressed. It was just a practice so there was no need to be in our actual uniforms. I grabbed new panties and a sports bra and then my eyes went to Brittney.
“Wear the same black thong, Pet,” I demanded as I pointed to the panties she had taken off before the shower.
Brittney looked up at me with puppy dog eyes as she pouted, “But… Mistress… These panties are soaking wet. Everyone will smell me!”
“Not my problem, Pet,” I said without hesitation.
She picked up the thong from the floor and held it up for a moment and then a look of determination came on her face as she slipped her legs into it and tugged it up into place. She spun and bent over and started to dig through her overnight bag for some more clothes when my arms reached out and grabbed her by the neck and forced her down onto my bed. She tried to squirm out of my grip, but with just my right hand I seemed to be able to hold her down. My left hand slipped her panties to the side and reinserted the small remote control toy inside her. She bucked her hips and whimpered but then calmed down as I let go of her neck and let her readjust her own panties. I turned and continued getting dressed. I pulled on my panties and sports bra, then slipped into a pair of yoga pants and a tight t-shirt. Brittney also finished getting dressed and tucked a hand inside her pants. I could see her fiddling with the toy but she did not remove it.
We tossed a few more things in our bags and then headed down the stairs. I waved and said bye to my parents and as Brittney’s mouth opened to say something my hand went to my waistband and I flicked on the remote once more. Instead of words a loud squeak came out of her mouth as she tried not to paw at herself and then turned and darted out the door.
My father and mother said in unison, “Bye sweetie!”
My father then added, “Drive safe,” as he eyed Brittney dashing to her car.
“Is something going on with her?” My mom asked with a curious glance at me.
“I think she’s in a new relationship. She was hinting at it last night, but I try not to push her on that stuff. You remember that trust fund boy she was always talking about before? I’m not certain he was real, and she gets huffy if I ask too many questions,” I replied as I let out a playful giggle.
“Well good for her. She seems happy. I haven’t seen her like that since the two of you first started hanging out at the start of high school,” Mom said as she hugged me.
Suddenly I heard Brittney’s car horn beeping and I called out, “Got to go! Love you guys!”
I ran out to the car and tossed my bag in the back and then jumped in the passenger side of Britt’s car and looked over at her with a smile. She rolled her hips as she swayed in her seat and looked at me with hopeful eyes, “Please Mistress, I can’t drive like this.”
I winked at her and my hand went the small remote at my waist and flicked the button to the off position. She let out a sigh of relief and then pulled the car out of the driveway. We arrived at the school a short time later, and as we got out of the car we saw the football team practicing out on the large field next to where we parked. As we walked to the school we heard them letting out catcalls and wolf whistles. Brittney rolled her eyes but my body seemed intent on just ignoring them. We were there early so we unlocked the doors to the gym and began setting up. Just as we finished the other girls started to show up.
“Are you sluts ready to do this?” Brittney called out loudly, “Okay! Line up and…” her shoulders shuddered and her chin jutted out as she clamped her mouth shut.
I realized my hand was once again on the switch for the little toy stuffed inside her and I had kicked it on high quite suddenly. Her eyes shot to me as I saw the fear in them and then watched as she pressed her thighs together and continued on, “Line up and get… ready. It’s my senior year and I won’t… be able to be here… forever. So today Amy is going to… oh wow… Amy is going to lead so that I can see… if she has what it takes… to do this next year.”
“Well played, Pet,” I muttered under my breath with a smile and went out to stand in front of the line next to Brittney and then looked over at her, “Get in line, Britt!”
“Okay, if everyone is warmed up let’s get into it!” I said I pumped one hand in the air and the other went to my waist and hit the button for the remote to off through my pants, “In three… two… one… go!”
The girls started in on the routine and I danced in the front while watching everyone. We got about a quarter of the way in and I yelled out, “Rachel! Pump twist on the half beat! What dance are you doing?”
A moment later I called out, “Brittney, you’re a quarter step behind! Fix it!” I saw her nod and get back in sync and then I held my hands up to stop everyone.
“Tiffany, do you realize that you did the mirror image of everyone else throughout the entire routine? You’re completely backwards. Are you practicing in the mirror or watching the video Brittney uploaded? If you’re watching the video you need to do the opposite. It was recorded from the front. C’mon girl!” I said as I brought my hand to my forehead.
“Okay, from the beginning, and Tiffany, eyes on me. Do what I do.” I said as I walked in front of her and yelled out, “Three… Two… One… Go!”
We started to thrust and dance and I was stunned at how good Kevin was at every single move that my body made. At the end of the dance we stopped and paused and he pointed to Rachel, Mindy, Carrie, and Leslie and said, “Okay, the four of you watch me. When the chorus plays I want you four to pull off on either side and do a move like this,” I said as I popped my arms out to the side, made a small circle with them and rotated my hips and then did a four step dance, “Got it?”
I made them all repeat the dance I had just done and corrected them where they needed help and then we took it again from the top. I pointed out a few more things to the other girls and then had Brittney go to the front and watch the adjusted routine. We started on my count and she watched it and nodded, “Yeah, that is actually better. Good idea slut!”
As I returned to the front she slapped my ass and said, “Next routine. You’re taking too long getting these together. “
I raised an eyebrow at her and called out, “NEXT! Three… two… one… go!”
As the girls started to dance I slipped a hand down to my waist and started the toy in Britt’s panties. She stumbled for a half step and then pulled herself together and got back into rhythm. Again I made small adjustments but most of the girls seemed to have the dance fairly well down from previous practices. We ran through the rest of the routines the squad knew and then I showed the girls two new routines that Kevin must have known from somewhere other than my head. They were good, not overly hard, and would be a lot of fun at the game. We then practiced some lifts and tosses. After that we got into backflips and floor gymnastics before beginning on our competition piece. My body walked over to a camera Britt and I had set up at the beginning of the practice and turned it on. I then walked back and called out for the squad to start. I noticed that my body seemed to stay completely clear of the camera’s view point unless my back was facing the lens. Kevin seemed to be constantly aware of the position of my body compared to the camera and also his impersonation of me. He also seemed to constantly be able to fire up Brittney’s hidden surprise at the most opportune times and then shut it down before she completely lost it.
As we were wrapping up Brad and the other football players suddenly came in and started leering at us from the far side of the gym. Some of the cheerleaders smiled and put an extra bounce in their moves while others grimaced at the unwanted lecherous young men staring at us. When we finished our dance Brittney spun and called out, “Don’t you have anything better to do than stand there and stare at our asses? Get a life!”
“We’re just on the way to the locker room, cupcake, calm down,” Brad said with a head shake.
“I’m not your cupcake, you jackass!” Britney shot back.
“I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to the head cheerleader,” Brad replied with a smug voice.
“Let’s go, ladies,” I said as I walked to the back of the camera and shut it off, “You four clean up the equipment. Brittney and I will download the footage and get it to you guys tonight. Study up on it for next practice okay? I want everyone in perfect sync.”
Some of the girls walked over to the football players who smiled at them as they let out more cat calls while the rest of us grabbed our bags and headed out of the gym. I climbed into Brittney’s car and she started it up just as Brad jogged up to the side of the car. I felt a shudder go through me as Kevin relaxed his control and Brad tapped on the window. Brittney started the car and I could tell she wanted to leave but I rolled down my window.
“Hey cupcake, the dance is coming up and I figured we’d go together. What time should I pick you up?” He asked as he raised an eyebrow at me.
“Ugh,” I heard Brittney say from the other side of the car and when Kevin didn’t seem to be responding for me I replied back to Brad, “What happened to the piles of girls that you had lined up?”
“Come on sweets, you know you’ll always be my main girl. It’s only natural for the quarterback to go to the dance with the hottest cheerleader,” he replied with an easy smile.
“I don’t know, Brad. I don’t even have a dress picked out yet. I have a lot going on right now,” I replied back to him as I shook my head.
“What’s more important than looking good while you’re on my arm, babe? C’mon, use that pretty little head for once,” Brad said as he leaned down and looked at his reflection in the side mirror on the car.
“Oh that’s enough. We’ve got to go,” Brittney said as she put the car in gear and started to pull off, leaving Brad stumbling to catch his balance.
As we drove off she looked over at me with disgust on her face as she asked, “Was that you or Kevin?”
“That was all her,” Kevin’s voice came out of my mouth, “I don’t want to wreck her social life or anything.”
“He’s such a pig,” Brittney replied back.
“He was good enough for you to date all sophomore year, Britt,” I shot back with a sigh.
“It was a different time. We both used each other to build our social status,” Brittney replied as she checked her mirrors and then gunned the gas, “I don’t really want to think about it. I’m going to gag remembering him trying to force his tongue down my throat as he thought he was kissing me, or the times I had to lie on my back for two minutes and pretend I enjoyed it.”
“Ew, Britt. Ew.”
“Don’t judge me. I brought you to the top of the ladder with me, so just pretend I was doing it for both of us,” She told me and then cranked up the radio to stop any further discussion.
We went back to Brittney’s house and after Janice greeted us at the door she once again told us that Brittney’s parents were out of town, which resulted in Brittney dragging me up to her room. We both tossed our bags on the floor as she closed the door and then pulled me to her for a kiss.
I pulled back and she pouted until she saw me shudder.
“Take your clothes off, Pet. All of them. Then lay on the bed.” I commanded.
Brittney stripped in a hurry and the dove onto her bed and looked back at me with a large grin. I reached down into her pile of clothing and grabbed the small toy from where it was hidden in her panties and then crawled onto the bed.
“Spread your legs, Pet.”
She opened them as she reclined onto her back until I said, “Further! All the way!”
She did the splits and I lowered my face to her folds and licked from one end to the other. She let out several bated breaths as I continued pleasuring her. I had never gone down on a girl before but Kevin obviously knew what he was doing. Brittney was soon tipped over the edge of an orgasm and I felt a flood of her juices on my face. I would have gagged but I didn’t have an iota of control. As Brittney adjusted herself I felt my left hand reach down to my waist and tap the remote that was hidden there. The toy buzzed to life in my hand and I brought it to Brittney’s drooling slit and started using both it and my tongue to tease her.
She bucked and twisted and I looked up to see her roughly tugging on her breasts as her eyes rolled back. My tongue kept licking until I leaned in even closer and lightly used my teeth on her clit. She cried out loudly and my mouth giggled happily. I played with her in bed for almost an hour and several loud orgasms until finally my body pulled back.
“It’s time to be done, Pet,” I said with a sigh.
“No!” She said as she sat up and shook her head violently, “Please Mistress, just one more hour!”
I pushed her back on the bed and roughly twisted her nipple, “Does Pet decide what Mistress does?”
“Uh ah,” she replied back as she winced, “Sorry, Mistress. I just… I don’t want to be done with my fairy tale yet!”
“Every fairy tale has an ending, Pet,” my mouth replied back and then added, “And if you’re good a new one can start soon.”
She nodded and I felt that tingle inside of me. Kevin was coming out of me. I started to lose myself as the sensation washed over me and I fell forward onto Brittney. I started to feel tired and my eyes seemed to struggle to remain open. A few moments later I felt hands on my shoulders shaking me awake, “Hey, you better wake up if you want to say goodbye to Chess club.”
I looked over my shoulder and let out a sigh, “Leaving already?”
“I’ve got some things to take care of this afternoon, but it’s been a lot of fun. I hope you ladies had a good time too,” he replied as he pulled his shirt out of Brittney’s gym bag and slipped it on.
“How are you going to get home?” I muttered as I struggled to sit upright.
“I’ll call a cab from down the block. No worries,” he replied as he pulled his pants on, and then his shoes.
“I had a great time,” Brittney said happily as she stroked my hair.
“Yeah, I had fun too… but I have to brush my teeth,” I said as I pulled back from Brittney’s hands and watched him leave.
I headed to the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush from the last time I stayed over and began getting Brittney’s taste out of my mouth. After I finished I used the mouthwash. I headed out to see Brittney still sitting naked on the bed, smiling and humming softly.
“You’re in a good mood,” I muttered as I stood at the foot of her bed.
She crawled toward me and reached for my waist and I took a step back. She frowned at me and let out a sigh then crawled off the side of her bed and went for her walk in closet. A few minutes later she came out wearing a set of matching red panties and a bra and brushing her hair. I sat down on the large couch in her bedroom and sighed.
“You’re in a poor mood,” she remarked and sat down next to me.
“Well, I’m not a big fan of the new taste in my mouth,” I replied glumly.
“You’re still going to go on about that?”
“Sorry, I don’t switch sides as easily as you.”
“I could teach you all about it,” she said as she moved over on the couch next to me and reached to stroke my hair.
I jerked my head away and watched anger flair to life on her face, “Fine. Be that way.”
“We’re not in your little fantasy anymore,” I said back.
“Oh, I’m well aware of that,” she replied as she stood up and took two steps away from me.
“Brittney, don’t be that way,” I stood up and walked towards her.
She spun and pushed me backwards causing me to trip on the edge of the couch and fall back. The cushions kept me from hurting myself but it was still a shock. I looked up at her with anger and she dropped to her knees on the side of the couch and looked at me with frightened eyes, “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to shove you that hard!”
“Going back to my normal life after our little adventures messes with my head,” she said as she put her head down on the couch next to me.
“Yeah,” I said as I let out a breath and then stroked her hair, “We shouldn’t fight. We’ll still be around after Kevin’s gone, you know? We have to figure out how we work together again. Do we just go back to the way we were before? Friends? Or are we more than that?”
“What do you mean we’ll still be around after Kevin’s gone?” She asked as she sat up and looked at me with furrowed brows.
“Brittney, get serious here. He has this amazing ability. He’s traveled all over. Why would he stick around and play with us?” I paused for a bit, “We’re amusing him for a bit before he moves on. That’s all.”
She seemed to be too stunned to say anything so I continued, “He could be anyone. He could go anywhere. He’s moved around constantly. Hell, you think his life is easy here? You think he likes getting beat up by Brad? I’m actually surprised he’s still here.”
“You don’t know that!” She practically yelled at me as she pulled back.
“I’ve seen inside his head, Britt. When he’s asleep and I’m up I get to look through his memories. I’ve seen the things he’s done. Have you?”
She seemed to be breathing harder.
“If you don’t want to believe me that’s fine. But remember that when he leaves I’ll still be here and I’m your friend,” I said as I put my head back down on her couch, “And I don’t want this to screw us up. I want us to still work after all of this… no matter what form it’s in.”
She stood up and paced back and forth as she mulled over what I said. I didn’t interrupt her because I’d seen her thinking like this before. She slowly brushed her hair as she walked, occasionally looking over at me. Finally she sat down on the couch next to me and pointed the brush at me.
“You’re sure that he’s thinking about leaving?”
“Well I don’t know what he’ll do. I can’t control him like he can control my body, but I’ve seen how much he’s done. I just don’t think that we measure up to the excitement he could have when the entire world is his playground,” I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice.
“Well then I’m done,” she gave me a look of defiance and then continued. “I’m not going to get used to this little fairy tale if I have to give it up at some guy’s whim. I don’t care how good it is.”
“I’m sorry, Britt.”
“Hey! Don’t be sorry.” She gave me a small smile, “I’m glad I got to have you, even if it was just for a little while. You were everything I ever dreamed of,” She paused and collected herself as she sat tall, “But I understand that it’s not the real you. It’s the fairy tale you that he used to seduce me.”
“It just feels so good. I know what you mean. Having someone else move me. Make me do things. It just pushes the right buttons for me in all the right ways,” I said with a grin. “I’m getting hot and bothered just thinking about it right now.”
“That’s your kink? You like being controlled?” She said with a smug look on her face.
“Shut up! I don’t make fun of you for wanting to be dominated!” I said as I tossed a nearby pillow at her head.
“I didn’t mean it that way!” She squealed as she dodged the pillow, “I just… I was surprised. I didn’t quite know what you were getting out of this. I’m sorry I didn’t figure it out sooner, I must look like a lousy friend.”
“No, it’s fine. We both got sucked into this little escape from reality and it hit us both so hard.”
“Well, I’m done with that. I’m fine living a lie as long as I’m the one who gets to pick that lie and I’m the one who gets to say when it starts and stops,” she declared with steel in her voice and then looked at me, “What about you? Are you going to go back to him?”
“I don’t know if I can stop,” I replied sheepishly, “He can get to me anywhere. At school. At home. I mean, he’s my next door neighbor, and once he’s in it’s so easy to just fall back into it.”
She let out a breath and nodded, “Okay, well, whatever you decide I’m here to support you. The real you I mean.”
She nodded as she hugged me tightly.