My Sister Myself - Three Years Later

 

So the medallion was gone and we couldn't do anything about it; I was forced to assume my sister's identity for an indefinite period of time.  Mum made an excuse and told everyone that I had gone abroad to study, as my previous identity had disappeared. Actually, my mum had decided that I should live with my dad, who lived on the other side of the country. It was a shock for him as well when he found out that he had lost a son and had recovered a daughter in return. In the end, he agreed to help me, so I moved in with him.

After several months of missing my presence, my mother decided to move in, saying I needed the female presence in the house to grow up. Then the unexpected happened: back under the same roof, my parents rediscovered their passion,,while I was living the life of a normal twenty year old girl.
A few days ago I was wandering around a flea market when I suddenly saw it. Among a thousand pieces of junk, the medallion had reappeared. I could have gone back to my old life, but then I thought about everything that had happened in the last few years: I had new friends, I was about to major in economics, I was dating a guy and my parents were back together; No, I thought Beth would stay here and I left it there.

My Sister, Myself

My family was very unfortunate. My father left home when I was only three years old and my older sister Elizabethdied at only seventeen in an accident. One day, just after returning from school, my mother came to meet me with a curious object called Medallion. of Zulo. She explained to me how it worked: it could turn one person into another by touching their clothes.  My mother's wish was to be able to reunite with her daughter for a day and so she thought I could impersonate her. I accepted, she gave me one of her blouses and shortly afterwards I returned in the form of Elizabeth. As we had to wait 12 hours to use the medallion again, we decided that I would only become Elisabeth at weekends. Then we spend Saturday afternoons together doing mother-daughter activities such as cooking, having a beauty treatment or just watching a chick flick together. I was glad to see my mother smiling again but one day the unexpected happened. One Sunday evening I was in my room ready to take my body back, to go back to school the next morning but my mother came in all afraid and told me that the medalion had disappeared...

The Incorporation

As I prepare for my new mission, I think back to the events that brought me here. Two years ago I was in the car with my girlfriend Alice when I had an accident and everything went dark. When I woke up, I found out what had happened; after the accident, a secret anti-government organisation had taken over our bodies, my brain was still intact but my body was too compromised compared to my girlfriend's; on the other hand, Alice's brain was technically dead. So they performed an operation called incorporation. My brain was put inside my girlfriend's body to create a single functioning human being. My previous identity no longer existed and I would have to work for them. Over the next few days I learned how to put on make-up and how to walk in stiletto heels, as well as how to pick a lock and how to use a rifle. Tonight I have to sneak into a gala event where a drug kingpin is present and unfortunately I'm at that time of the month; I hope I have enough ammunition and tampons.

Mother's Day

What’s up “mom” ? Today is your day and you seem worried; are you having second thoughts about our arrangement?

No Melanie I knew the rules when I decided to swap my life with your mother’s one.

I never thought you would do that, when I told you that the only way to be with me was to take my mom’s place you know I was joking.

I knew but I was desperate and in love  so I talked with your mother and she was surprisly agree,  she wanted a second chance in her life and she  didn’t matter to become a boy.

Well the spellbound has worked and you got what you wanted what is else now?

The dress you persuaded me to wear is too tight, it points out my belly and my wide hips.

Ah ah! You starting to talk just like her, Happy Mother’s Day!