Family Retreat: Mixed Feelings

Mulan-in-Jon stared awkwardly at his original body. "I...um...I dunno," he said. "I...uh..." Jon sighed. It was obviously where his mind was at the moment; the bulge had not abated when Samantha left. Was *that* all he could think about? Why did the person who'd wound up in her body have to be such a perv? It wasn't like *she* was standing around fantasizing about...about...him and his... She realized she was staring at his crotch. Blushing, she turned away and tried not to think about it. "G-geez!" she said. "Doesn't this *bother* you?" He shrugged. "I...I don't know...I wasn't expecting this, but...I mean, I don't think it's *bad.* Do *you?* Isn't this how you feel normally?" She frowned. "Well, *yeah,* but that's *my* feelings, in *my* body!" "Are you jealous?" he asked, looking confused. "*I* don't mind that *you're* feeling what I normally do in *my* body...isn't that what she said this is all about? Experiencing things the way someone else does?" "Well...but, but..." Jon sputtered. "Wait, you can *tell?*" Mulan nodded, looking a little dazed. "I...uh, yeah. I *have* spent my whole life in that body...I know what I look like when I'm turned on." Jon blushed brighter. "I'm...I'm not...! Look, I just want to get through this and get back to normal, okay? I don't want to...to just...with some *stranger!*" She huffed irritatedly. "Let's...let's just go out with the others for a bit..."