“Ugh, what smells in here?” Lisa had come downstairs for breakfast, only to smell something really horrible. She looked over at her sister and father, and saw how both of them had dark circles under their eyes.
“That would probably be both of us.”
Michael could do nothing but agree.
They both did smell really bad, and that was all because they hadn’t showered in three days. Yes, it had already been three days since they had their bodies switched.
Lisa frowned as she went to sit away from her father – a.k.a Andrea.
“Why don’t you both take a shower?” Andrea’s eyes opened wide as she looked at her sister. “I don’t ever want to see this body naked, and have you seen the bathroom in his room! It has mirrors in the shower stall!”
Michael sighed tiredly as he simply cooked eggs.
Lisa chuckled at her sister’s exaggeration before she looked at her sister’s back. “What about you, dad?”
Michael turned to look at his youngest daughter. “As much as I’d hate to admit it, but I agree with your sister here. I don’t want to see this body naked too.”
“Well, I won’t get in the car with both of you if you don’t clean yourselves up.”
Andrea sighed out before she nodded her head, “Well, we do stink a lot.”
Michael looked back at his body, while also nodding.
“We could just like wash our tops.” Michael narrowed his eyes before he looked down at his chest, well, at his breasts.
“My top is also off limits.” Andrea sighed before she got up from her place. “Well, I’m just gonna close my eyes and stand under the water. Hope everything just washes itself.”
“That’s a horrible idea.” Michael quipped as he dropped the scrambled eggs in a plate.
Andrea sighed before looking at him, “Then any better ideas?”
Lisa just watched them interact with each other happily, since they were getting along with each other without fighting.
“Well, we could just wash ourselves. I mean, you know your body and I know mine.”
Andrea looked at her father with a horrified expression. “You do know, you – I – could go to prison if anyone finds out that I even touched a teenager, and not to forget my own daughter.”
Michael touched his chin as he nodded his head. He noticed how he had hair growing on his face now. “You didn’t even shave?”
Andrea rolled her eyes as she touched her face. “As if I know how to shave.”
“Okay, lets just shower and get it over with, and I’ll shave your face for you.” Andrea thought for a while before hesitantly agreeing.
“I mean, I smell like dead rats and fish, so I guess we seriously need to just shower.”
Lisa just silently watched them as they exited the kitchen without anything further said to go shower. She was just waiting for what would happen after they actually do shower.
……………………………………
It had taken them an hour to just get into the bathrooms, and then half-an-hour to take off their clothes.
Andrea was still not amused by the mirrors in the shower stall, but she had to do what she had to do.
She reluctantly got into the shower stall and took off the towel that was wrapped around her, before closing her eyes.
She was sure to just wash her top area and her legs. Anything else was a no-go. If she wasn’t such a lesbian before, she was sure she was now as she got out of the shower after only ten minutes.
Wearing the undergarments quickly, she was sure to first wear pants before going over to the mirror to see her reflection.
Well, her father’s reflection.
She saw how he still had a good head full of hair and that his hair was silky even at his age. His body was toned and he had muscular arms.
She tried to remember how she would enjoy being picked up in his arms when she was younger. It brought a smile to her face as she remembered those times when her mother was still alive and they’d go to parks just to spend normal family-time together.
It was all so happy back then.
Touching his face, Andrea sighed as she felt how old he had become in just a few days. She knew that a part of her father’s youthful looks was because he would always stay positive even when situations were tough, but now that she had control of his body; she always kept him frowning.
Opening up the side cabinet on the wall, Andrea searched for a razor to shave the stubble on his face. Finding one right beside the shaving cream, she took both of them out.
Looking at the shaving cream, she turned the tube around in her hands, looking for instructions on how to shave.
Yes, Andrea was ignorant when it came to things not concerning her.
But she was always eager to learn if it meant that she’d use half the things she learns in real life.
“Okay, so I just have to rub this over the hair and use the razor. That should be easy right?”
She talked to herself in the mirror as she failed at an attempt to smile coolly.
Taking some cream out of the tube into her hand, she immediately went to rub it all over the stubble on her face, before she looked down at the razor.
“Now, to use this.”
She brought the razor close to her face before she touched the top of her cheek with it. Slightly bringing it down her cheek, she smiled when she saw that it was working, but as soon as she smiled, she screamed in pain.
She had cut herself.
It only took a while for Lisa and Michael to come running into the bathroom. “What happened?” Michael asked as he looked at Andrea with a small cut on her cheek.
“I told you I’d shave you.” Andrea was busy weeping as Michael came over to her to calm her down.
Grabbing the razor from his own hand, he placed it by the sink before going over to the side cabinet to grab a small band aid.
He sighed when Andrea sniffed slightly, before he smiled to himself. He was reminded of when she was younger, and how she’d cry over the smallest of wounds. It was because of how she hated blood, and pain.
“It’s okay, let’s just first complete what you started before we put this band-aid on you, okay?” Andrea nodded her head obediently while Lisa raised an eyebrow.
Michael went to pick the razor up again as he stood on a small stool he kept by the sink. It was as old as time itself since he had only kept it there for his wife who had a problem reaching the upper cabinets.
“Now turn your head over here and don’t talk.” Andrea nodded again as Michael began to shave himself.
It was weird since he never had imagined himself doing that in the first place, but this was how things were now.
It only took Michael a few minutes to shave himself, and for him to put a band-aid over the small cut.
Andrea was now feeling a little better since her attention was away from the small wound. It was then that she noticed how Michael had showered. “You showered?”
Michael looked down at himself before nodding in shame.
Lisa giggled from the doorway, since she had just silently watched them. “I showered you, Andrea.”
Andrea widened her eyes as she looked at herself with embarrassment. “Oh, this hurts my pride.”
“And you think, it doesn’t hurt my pride.”
Lisa just chuckled as Andrea wore a shirt before leaving the bathroom, followed by Michael and Lisa.
“Well, now that we’ve showered, we should go take Lisa to school.” Andrea nodded her head. “Also, we could’ve had breakfast before all this. The eggs and toast would probably be cold by now.”
Michael sighed at his own stupidity before he left the room to go back to the kitchen, hoping to re-heat what he had made.
“I didn’t know you had a tattoo.” Andrea raised an eyebrow when she heard Lisa speak, after Michael had left the room.
“I don’t.” Lisa was the one that raised an eyebrow now, as she shook her head.
“You have a snowflake on the back of your shoulder.”
Andrea frowned as she shook her head. “I never got a tattoo.”
“I think I saw one on dad too.” Andrea’s frown only deepened as Lisa went to stand on the bed just so she could reach her father’s height.
“Take off the shirt for a minute.”
Andrea obliged as she took off the shirt. She felt Lisa press her finger on her left shoulder, before she spoke up, “It’s right here. Yours was on the right shoulder.”
Andrea shivered a little as goosebumps rose on her skin. “Did you tell dad this?”
Lisa came down from the bed as she came to stand in front of Andrea again. “No, I thought you secretly got one and didn’t want him to know.”
“Okay.” Andrea frowned but chose to keep this to herself for now. “Don’t tell him about this, okay?”
Lisa nodded her head reluctantly. She didn’t know what all of this was about and why Andrea had asked her to keep it a secret. If both of them had the same tattoo, then it would be okay to tell her father about it, but why did Andrea not want him to know.
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