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Lads, I think it’s time you turned yourselves back into who you really are.

What do you mean? We are your sons dad.

Come on, I know your not I saw you change. I know you did it to make sure their mum wasn’t pissed about them going out and causing more trouble, but it’s time you turned back into yourselves now.

Ok, mr Jenkins, dad, We will level with you, we are both over 18, we can do what we want. We don’t need parents telling us what to do.

Now I know your not really my kids. My kids would never call me mr Jenkins. Time you changed back.

Fine, your right we didn’t want them getting into more trouble and when we came round mrs Jenkins said they were in their rooms and we could go right up. Then she got a phone call and started screaming and shouting saying if you two aren’t in your rooms she was going to cause blue murder. We just thought about them and we both changed into them. We don’t know how it happened or why.

It’s fine boys, I get it, your looking out for your mates. You did the right thing I guess. It’s just well, you need to change back.

That’s just it, we’ve tried to change back and we can’t.

What do you mean you can’t? Just do what you did before and change back.

We can’t, we’ve gone over it a few times and we aren’t changing back.

Right, so what are my real sons doing now?

We think we are your real sons now.

Why’s that?

Well they are us now. They are doing what they were doing before, only with our bodies. They look like us. They are as freaked out as we are.

Well, get them to come here any we can try and sort this out.

They are already on their way. I have to admit mr Jenkins, I’m a bit freaked out by this. We might look, feel, smell and sound like your lads, we are even wearing their clothes. But we know nothing more about them, nothing more than what friends know. I dread to think about when I need to take a shower or even go for a piss. I’ve never even looked at another lad, let alone touched his body or held his dick.

Don’t panic, if the worst comes to the worst we can train your minds up to en like my lads and theirs to be like you. As for touching another man’s body and holding his dick, if we can’t fix it then you’ll just have to get used to it and learn to accept what you now habe as your own. I’m sure there isn’t anything sinister, your all young lads, just look different now.

Thr point is, these aren’t my hands, these ain’t my ears, this ain’t my voice. I don’t want to see him, touch him, nothing. But I have no choice, for now this is me, but I’m freaked out. I wouldn’t be seen dead with a man bag, but this is me now.

Hey, if you don’t want to hold his dick to take a piss or scrub his body in a shower, I don’t mind helping.

Oh I forgot you were gay. Thanks, but no thanks, I’ll take care of it if I have too.

Great a gay lad my my sons body. What you’ve said is wrong on so many levels. Mainly because brothers don’t do that to each other.

I was only joking. Anyway our bodies are here now.

Great, maybe now we can swap you all back.

Hey, we know why we aren’t swapping back.

Ok, why?

Because we don’t want too. We keep feeling your attempts to swap back and are blocking it. We will continue to block your attempts. We don’t want to swap back.