Chapter 4: Climax
Elsa awoke to a startling discovery. Slumped in the chair opposite her, was an exact copy of herself. As she slowly came to her senses she realised that she was no longer sitting in the chair she had fallen asleep in. Instead, she sat in the chair Isabella was sitting on.
Stunned, Elsa touched her face - feeling the smoothness of Isabella's skin instead of her own wrinkles. As she glanced down she beheld a bountiful bosom, filling out a tight purple sports bra. Her hands glided down and cupped each breast. They we heavier than she expected, fuller than she could ever remember her own. As her hands caressed the fabric she could feel her nipples beginning to harden, pressing erect against her sports bra. Curiosity piqued, Elsa decided to explore Isabella’s curves further. She lifted herself for her seat and began tracing her fingers along the swells of Isabella’s breasts. Feeling the warmth beneath the thin fabric, sent wave after wave of excitement coursing through her veins. The weightiness of Isabella’s breasts pressed against her palms, filling her with desire unlike anything she had ever encountered. Her slender fingers trailed downwards, leaving tantalising lines along Isabella’s toned abdomen. Delving deeper, Elsa explored the valley where Isabella's trim waist met her round bottom, stopping briefly to revel in the tempting curve.
As she began to cup her new curvy bottom, her eyes. caught sight of her old body. Its eyes were now wide open, fixated on her, staring at her with a shocked look in its eyes but no expression on its face. Was Isabella awake in her old body?
Elsa edged closer towards her old body with curiosity. As she did she couldn't help but relish in the delight of not feeling the aches and pains that she would endure in her old body. Elsa reached out her hand to touch the hand of her former body. As her fingertips brushed against her old body's wrinkly hands, its eye darted downwards to glare down at her hand.
It became clear to Elsa that Isabella was awake in the shell of her old body, but she was completely paralysed. Knowing that Isabella could still see, filled Elsa with devilish glee.
Intrigued yet anxious, Elsa approached her motionless counterpart. Drawing near, she leaned in closely enough to whisper directly into Isabella's ear. “How does it feel?” she taunted, causing Isabella to grow increasingly terrified within her immobile form. Elsa smirked at the fear filling Isabella's eyes and proceeded to sit beside her motionless self on the chair. With every passing moment, Elsa grew more excited by the idea of tormenting Isabella and experiencing life, replacing the beautiful Isabella.
With a beaming smile on her face, Elsa stepped elegantly backwards from her former body. The thought of showing off her new body to her captive audience was overwhelming. She twirled on the spot, pretending to be a ballerina.
"What do you think?" Elsa taunted. "I must say you have a beautiful body my dear, thank you for keeping it so well maintained". She lifted two hands up and cupped her new ample breasts, lightly squeezing them and smirking with delight. "I'm going have a lot of fun playing with these."
Elsa laughed maniacally, savouring the delicious anticipation of her plan unfolding. She then spun around playfully, giving Isabella another view of her seductively curvaceous physique. This time, however, there was something different about Elsa – she moved gracefully, confidently, with a presence she never possessed before. It was as if she had been reborn with all the qualities she once coveted in Isabella.
"I'm afraid I must leave you no my dear," Elsa said with delight. "I have much to do before your... I mean MY husband arrives home". "But, don't worry" Elsa continued with a smirk, "I'll let you enjoy the view". Elsa gracefully moved behind the chair Isabella was slumped in, and with her newfound athletic ability, shoved the musty old chair directly in front of the window.
Although motionless, Isabella glared in horror as she saw herself reflected in the mirror. The wrinkling old body old body of Mrs Thompson stared back are her and she watched the reflection of her former body disappear into the darkness of the house.
It wasn't long before Isabella's body, now inhabited by Elsa, came back into view. Slowly gliding her way down her garden path and into her house.