I withdrew for a few days and let Chrissy have her body. Her husband worked from home while her children went to day school. After Chrissy suddenly went from her night room to the yoga studio, it would seem strange if a perfectly healthy woman suddenly suffered blackouts and found out afterwards that it was caused by a parasite. Science would go completely crazy. Maybe I would too, but that's why I was observing life from her perspective.
One Thursday morning, Zach had to go into the company so he could meet with a client. After getting dressed, he went to hug Chrissy, who was sound asleep. 'I have to go into the company today,' he kissed her afterwards. 'I'll be back here before the evening,' he let go of her and left. At that moment, the baby in her tummy turned again. Chrissy couldn't sleep all night because the embryo in her stomach was either turning back and forth or kicking against her stomach like a footballer.
The baby in the womb slowly calmed down. So Chrissy found her rest. She put her head between two pillows and fell asleep. It was my chance to borrow her body. I opened Chrissy's eyes, got up with difficulty and saw myself in the mirror again. My normal life in the body of a pregnant woman. I took off her pyjamas and looked at myself in the mirror.
A tired face with black wrinkles under her eyes, black hair falling next to her oval face. In between her loving eyes, which I stared at. Then I looked at her belly, which had been growing for a few days. I felt the new weight in her belly. For a moment, I touched the belly, felt a few light strokes and held the belly for a few seconds.
Chrissy had hardly any muscles and it felt heavy. Next I felt two boobs fall. No sooner had I touched her soft breasts than her nipples became wet. Her milk came out. I tried her milk, but it was sour. By now I had turned myself on and felt her nipples getting hard.
That morning I felt what it was like to be alive again. I hadn't eaten for a long time, had coffee, drank yoghurt and even ordered pizza. It was the pleasure I was missing. Even though I had never been to the United States, I was ready to leave my old life behind.
As I looked at the clock on the wall in the kitchen, the memory of Chrissy waking up her children came to me. I slowly went into the different rooms and woke her children up. 'Good morning, time to get up,' I tried to wake them up, but you could see it in their eyes that they just needed more time. After all, I had done Chrissy's job and I knew that even if she couldn't hear me now, she could relax.
I prepared breakfast, put everything on the table and after about fifteen minutes had to remind the children to get up. Just as everyone was sitting at the table, the toddler started crying in the bedroom. I went there and took the child in my hands, but he didn't calm down. It was only when I let him suckle at my breast in the kitchen that he calmed down. The little thing was really calm for its age. It felt funny when it sucked and chewed on my nipples. I let him do it, but felt how aroused I was. My trousers felt wet. It's just stupid that it can also be pregnancy fluid. It was only after the baby had calmed down that I felt relief - I had aroused Chrissy.
'So children, get ready for day school,' I looked into the eyes of the children, who saw me as their mum. They were tired and hardly spoke to me. If they asked me anything, it was where to put the dirty dishes or what else they needed for the day. As soon as they had finished packing, I let them get into Chrissy's white car. I sat in the front and even though I had never driven a car, I knew from her memories how to do it. I slowly rolled back, put my foot on the accelerator and off we went to day school.
While the smallest child sat in the passenger seat, I let the three children Jamie, Anna and Steven out of the car, hugging and kissing them as their mum would do before they disappeared off to day school. They were still so small and yet they had to be separated in such a big world. I waved after them and greeted their teacher before getting into the car and driving off.
I wanted to enjoy the rest of the time to get to know San Diego, my new home, better. So I took the memories from Chrissy and visited Balboa Park, where I enjoyed the waters and the tropical architecture. Of course I would have gone to the museums, but the tourists were too crowded. After half an hour, I decided to walk another lap next to the Pacific.
It was early in the morning, muscular men were training, women were running or riding their scooters. I let myself be won over by the beautiful view, because in England we only knew rain. In the end, I had an ice cream before driving back home and going to bed.
I felt Chrissy wake up and didn't want her to find herself anywhere in the city. As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt Chrissy's consciousness emerge.