Heh heh, I got it," Jimmy then chuckled, his trickster mind immediately getting back to work, "If your sis has been a total bee-atch and getting you in trouble with your mom, why don't we pull the old switcheroo and get her in trouble instead?"
"Yeah, yeah, that sounds like a plan," you agreed, enjoying the thought of Heather being on the receiving end for a change, "But how? We can't do anything too out there; she is still my sister after all. I just wanna give her a little taste of her own medicine for a change."
"Yeah yeah I hear you dude," Jimmy replied, reassuring you that he hadn't dreamed up another ridiculous wacky scheme that was gonna get you both in trouble again, standing up off your bed with his hands held out ready to explain the details of his plot, "That's why we make sure we're the ones giving out the trouble and not receiving it, by me possessing your mom!"
"My mom?"
"Yeah, think about it, it'll totally be the best way to get revenge. Heather'll get a telling off, for whatever the hell we wanna tell her off for; lying, not tidying her room, being a bitch, whatever. And, even better, we can give her punishments, make her do all your chores and stuff too, and the beauty of it is she'll totally have to do it cause it’s your mom telling her to! Comprende?" You could tell from the enthusiastic expression on Jimmy's face that he was clearly very pleased with himself and you had to admit it was a hell of a good idea, knowing that it would come as a huge shock to Heather, your mom usually treating her like a little angel who could do no wrong.
"Heh, yeah that would be priceless," you laughed, imagining the look on Heather's face when your mom told her to do all your chores, realizing that it was too good an opportunity to turn down. Plus, you'd much rather have Jimmy possessing your mom's body than your sister's again, the image of him fondling her boobs in front of you still uncomfortably seared into your mind. Yeah your mother was just the person for this little scheme you thought, a devious smirk working its way across your face, before returning your focus back to your best friend to iron out the finer details. "Alright dude my mom it is, but how does this possessing thing work? Will she remember any of it or anything?"
"Nah, as far as I can tell they don't remember a thing," Jimmy said, sitting back down on the bed, having obviously had more experience with this possessing people than just your twin sister. "It's like they just kind of zone out for a while, but don't really notice time passing or anything, your mom will be none the wiser."
"Okay then," you grinned, relieved at that and not wanting to wait any longer, practically shivering with excitement now, "Let’s go find her then."
Heading out of your room, you both then headed downstairs, perhaps rather unnecessarily sneaking around like two cat burglars, whispering and giggling to one another as you peered around corners trying to locate your mother. Eventually you succeeded and found her alone in the sitting room, sitting on the couch watching some cookery program while she was folding a pile of laundry. It was actually quite hard to believe that she was a 43 year old mother of three, her youthful face and slim body making her appear much younger than she really was, always making sure to eat right and engaging in plenty of exercise to keep herself in shape. You had even heard the odd comment around school from some of your classmates that she was considered something of a MILF, but naturally you always went out of your way to avoid hearing anything like this about your own mother (after all, what 17 year old boy would?). She was pretty though, you had to give her that, about 5'8" with long dark brown hair, a rather impressive chest and there was no denying that she was definitely the source of your sister's good looks.
"Okay there she is," you whispered to Jimmy who was peering round the door behind you, waiting in anticipation to use his cool new power again, "Go do your thing."
"Will do Timbo," he said back, rubbing his hands with glee, as he took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the door, walking into the sitting room towards your unsuspecting mother.
"Oh hey Jimmy," your mom said with a cheery smile, looking up from the television towards him, "I didn't know you were here. How's everything going?"
"Good thanks Mrs. Gately," Jimmy replied, his usual tone of voice changing to something a lot more polite and respectful, "How about yourself?"
"Oh you know; same old same old, and please, how many times do I have to tell you, you can call me Rebecca."
You stood there hiding behind the door frame watching as this exchange went on for a few more minutes, the two of them making small talk while you impatiently waited for Jimmy to possess her, assuming that he had either lost his nerve (which you seriously doubted, it was Jimmy after all) or that he was waiting for the right opportunity to strike. Fortunately it did