During A Storm #1: Fithy Rich

A really rough storm had passed over our neighborhood a few days ago. Lightning even struck a telephone pole outside and took out the power for a while. There was mass panic and more so than usual, a lot of crazies out there.

I noticed my younger sister acting strange too after the lightning hit, at first I chocked it up to her just being shaken up, but one night I heard something through the walls that threw me off.

"Wow, I still can't believe this is my body, and I'm filthy rich now, ha! Katie can rot in the street, that bitch was nothing but rude to me."

She seemed to be talking about herself in the third person, and it almost seemed like she wasn't...herself? I couldn't quite put my finger on it, she still acted strange too. But it all came to a revelation two days later when I confronted her in the hall.

"Hey." I said casually.

"Hi!" She beamed "how are ya doing big bro?"

"Uhm, fine I guess. Listen, what's up with you? You've been acting weird lately." 

"What do you mean?" She asked, feigning innocence. 

"C'mon Kay, I know you, and this, this isn't you."

"Aw, fuck, fine, you caught me I guess." She rolled her eyed.

I just stared at her, confused.

"I'm not actually your Katie."

"What do you mean "my" Katie?"

She looked both ways in the hall before motioning to her room and bringing me in. She sat down on her bed and I turned and closed the door.

"Look, you know Gerald?" She asked.

"Gerald? You mean that crazy old homeless dude that's been harassing us the last few days since the storm?"

"Yea! Well, I'm actually him, and the real Katie is me."

"I don't understand?"

"We switched bodies when the storm hit the other night, I think it had something to do with the lightning that hit the telephone pole. Just, don't tell anyone ok? I really like this new life."

I could only stare at him, er her or him in wonder.

"Hold on wait, you're telling me that my 20 year old sister is really some 70-"

"Hey! I was 45, I'm not that old!"

I shook me head. "Dude whatever, so you guys actually switched bodies?"

Gerald nodded and looked down.

"You don't sound mad."

"I'm not actually." I said "Katie was always a huge bitch to me and others, having you in her body being this nice cheery person is a lot better than her."

He smiled and played with his hair a bit.

"So you're not going to tell anyone?"

I shook my head. "Nope, on one condition."

"Oh please don't ask to fuck me, I can't do that."

"Ew no! I just want to see if you can help me date her bestfriend Amanda."

"That's it? Hell yea I'll do it!"

I left Katie's room feeling happy. Katie deserved Gerald's old bum life, the new Katie was so much cooler than her.

Gerald smiled to himself deviously.

"Damn." He said aloud. "That's really all it took to keep this young thing for my own?"

He turned to the mirror, admiring his reflection and started groping his breasts.

"I'm going to like this new life, especially from how this body feels. Fuck man, what did I do to deserve this?"

Gerald bit his bottom lip and started undressing himself. In the only 3 days he's been in Katie's body, he's given himself at least 8 earth-shattering orgasms, and the fun was only just beginning for the new Katie.