13 Elle Takes Control Of Jess

In which Elle finally gets the upper hand, taking over Jess's body with the Body Rentals control helmet.

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Jess's head shot up in shock as the device connected with her nervous system. She dropped the helmet and scratched at her neck, trying in vain to remove the metal piece I'd stuck there.

Before she could gather her wits I pushed passed her and dove onto the helmet, slamming it down onto my head with a jolt.

"Hey! Don't- " came Jess's voice, but it cut off mid-sentence. I felt my own body suddenly slacken and the world seemed to spin about me for a moment. A second later I was outside myself, looking through foreign eyes at my own body awkwardly crumpled on the ground.

"Oh my god." I whispered, hearing Jess's voice say the words. Everything felt so different -- my lips were bigger, fuller, softer. My voice slightly lower and kind of coarse. I felt fit and tight as I stretched my new arms about me, giggling.

"Woah. This is so different to being controlled."

Jess could feel everything I was doing, I knew. She'd be trying desperately to regain control of her rebellious limbs right now. Limbs that were so easy for me to control! I felt powerful! I looked down at Jess's small, rough hands and wiggled her stubby fingers. It was effortless for me, and yet an impossible task for her right now. This was awesome!

I quickly felt Jess's body up from the inside. It felt kind of strange, but not overwhelmingly different. It was like a million small things were wrong, you know? Like, my arms were slightly too short, and didn't reach quite as far down my hips as they should have. My breasts were smaller, and I found I was more flexible and toned.

Feeling between my legs, I found my new vagina was completely tucked in, forming into an almost completely closed slit, not like my own vagina with it's big labia that protruded slightly all the time.

I laughed and stood up, swaying slightly on Jess's larger feet and shorter toes. A million little things indeed. My own body lay in front of me. Eek, the position it was lying in looked really uncomfortable. My neck was bent back awkwardly on the ground, and I knew lying on my boobs like that on Jess's hard floor should be a bit painful, but I couldn't feel a thing from that body.

I prodded my own bum gently with one of Jess's toes. Nothing! Still, I figured I'd be sore later if I didn't do something about it, so I bent down and grabbed myself below the armpits, using Jess's muscles to heave my own limp carcass up onto the bed.

It was easier than I suspected! Jess's tight thighs bulged slightly as I squatted in her form. My own body was pretty light, apparently, and I adjusted it into a position I felt would be pretty sustainable, brushing my hair out of my face with Jess's short fingers, and accidentally scratching my cheek. I gave myself a little pat.

"Okay, what now?"

Well, revenge. Obviously! I figured Jess hadn't done tooooo much to me other than using my body without permission (rude!), so fair's fair, I'd just borrow her for a bit and call it even. My brother on the other hand…

I started towards the door but hesitated, shifting Jess's weight from side to side. So, if you removed the neural receiver thing by putting the helmet on it, how was I going to get it off Jess while I was out and about? I couldn't take the helmet with me because it needed to be on my own body. Hmmm…

"Well" I said out loud, enjoying hearing my new, strange voice. "It'll be Jess that gets in trouble if I'm caught."

10 minutes and a quick run to MegaMart later found Jess Littleton casually pushing a trolley with a body in it down the road.

I'd padded the trolley as best I could with blankets, and then chucked one over the top for good measure, but you could still see my body's fingers poking out sometimes as the trolley jolted and wobbled down the road. I hoped I wasn't giving myself too many bruises -- I'd had to fold up my legs and arms to fit myself in the trolley properly, and that is not easy! I don't know if you've ever pushed a limp body around in a supermarket trolley before, but I would not recommend it.

We bounced over a particularly large bump in the road and a resounding bounce came from under the blankets. I cringed -- I really hope that wasn't my nose breaking.

Fortunately Jess only lived a few streets away from me, and I made it to my house almost without incident. The only thing was when some lady slowed down to ask if I needed help, but I just grinned and shook my head. And then gave her the finger, remembering that I was in Jess's body and was supposed to be getting revenge on her. She sped away tutting. I wonder what Jess thought about her body doing that? She was still conscious, watching me from somewhere inside her brain, since I hadn't turned off her awareness. It must be really freaky for her! Serves her right!

Strangely enough, when I arrived at my house I discovered none other than Sarah sitting on the front steps. And she was looking totally freaked out.

"Jess!" she called, seeing me approach. "Have you seen Elle?! I am in so much shit!"

"Oh, I think she's about." I smirked.

"She better get home soon! My father found out that the helmet control thing is missing, and he's freaking the fuck out! Apparently his company is doing like a big demo thing tomorrow with like all these rich investor people but he can't do it without the helmet!"

Sarah bounced up and down on the spot, flustered. "And I am going to be absolutely killed if I can't find Elle and get it back!"

She suddenly seemed to notice the trolley in between us.

"Why have you got a trolley anyway?"

Without saying anything, I put the creepiest expression I could onto Jess's face and flipped back the blanket just far enough to show my body crammed into the trolley.

"What the fuu-"

Sarah leant down into the trolley, her mouth agape in shock. "Elle?" she whispered, looking at the body. Then she glanced up and stared at me. "Elle!?"

"The one and only." I grinned, "I figured out how to take the receiver off."

"Oh my god." Sarah said, "You didn't go to the company, did you? If they knew it was me that took the helmet…"

"I didn't." I said firmly, "But I would have. This thing is dangerous Sarah. You have no idea what it's like to not have control."

"Oh come on it's not that bad! Quick, take off the helmet, I've got to get that back to my Dad!"

I frowned at her. Typical of Sarah to only think about herself -- I wonder how she would feel being the one controlled?

"Fine." I said with Jess's strong voice, "Go get me your makeup kit first, I need it to get the receiver off Jess."

"What? How does that-?"

"Quick!" I snapped at her, and she cringed back a bit. She hesitated for a second, and then scampered off. "Okay wait there I'll be right back!"

Wow! I can't believe that actually worked! Jess's body was intimidating. There's no way anybody would have responded like that to me snapping at them normally -- they'd just think I was being cute. But in Jess's big athletic body, with her rough style and stern strong face -- man, Sarah caved so easily!

Not that I needed the makeup for much, but hey, I'd bought myself at least a solid half hour alone with the helmet before Sarah gets back. Who knows what sort of mischief - nay, revenge! - I could get up to in that time?

I found my reflection in a window at the front of my house. Jess stared back at me, a bitchy expression on her face. And I wasn't even trying! Oh man! I poked at her eyebrows, trying to make them look more friendly. Did Jess just look that mean all the time?

I stared into those frowning eyes and cleared my throat.

"Jess. Now that we have both controlled each other, I consider us even. I'm going to let you go in a moment and remove the receiver from your neck. When I do, leave immediately."

I gave her the most serious expression I could from her own face. And it did look pretty bloody mean, I almost intimidated myself!

Then I swung back her leg and kicked the brick wall as hard as I could.

A spasm shot through my leg instantly. But strangely, I didn't feel any pain. I tried to flex my toes, but they didn't seem to move very much. How weird! A second later I closed my eyes and concentrated on returning to my body. Another jolt went through me and I… was aching.

Ooooh man, ow ow ow. I yanked the helmet off my head with weak and sore limbs. My body felt like it had been through a meat grinder. Or maybe crammed in a trolley and pushed along a bumpy road for fifteen minutes.

Jess groaned and immediately crashed to the ground, clutching her foot. I might have made her kick the wall a little bit too hard. Oops.

Regardless, I awkwardly climbed out of the trolley and shuffled over to her. I slammed the helmet down on her head and watched as her body spasmed and then started flopping about strangely. Jess was experiencing the messed up controls!

I left her like that for a second, watching as her arm wiggled around like a tongue, and then removed the helmet and caught the receiver as it plopped off her neck.

My treasure in hand, I rushed inside the house and shut the door, leaving a moaning Jess laying on the yard.

Now time to find that brother of mine.