She is just perfect: By Rhodry

Francis had lived for a long, long time. He found a secret way to live far, far long normal. He learn to project himself into another body. Another life. But each time he became another person, they were another person too. He was cleaver, as he choice his next life. He studied them, learn enough to be them. Well enough.

The one that he transfer to at problems, sometime shock, mentally breakdown, even commas too. Francis live as them for a few decade or three, then he moved to a new host.
This time it as a young twenty-something woman. In those alternated stores.
He studies for weeks, always in the shadows making sure, he never truthy seen.
He believe he had known enough about her to be her.
When she was alone in her room. He started to project himself into her body. The process some which seem like hours as about 30 minutes or more.
As vision started to darken, that humming , that buzzing, the sound hear much many time before.
As his vision clear, the sound faded away. He was sitting on bed. Oh, oh my how wonderful it feel to be a girl again.
I almost forgotten then feeling of being a girl again. I have forgotten the feeling I had being one.
As Francis looks out her window she saw her former host body. Somewhat confused.
As she turned she attention to new body.
Oh my, how many times I was a woman in the last 400 years, five or six times. Mostly I was men for the most part. But when I'm girl I had so much fun in those eras like 1920's or 1960's or 1970's who how I miss it.
As she removed her nightie, she explore her new body.
Mom, mom are you home.
Oh no, she has a kid.
Not now sweetie, mommy a little busy.
Can I have a cookie before.
Yes, did do your homework, and finish dinner.
Yes, mommy I then you can, but go straight to bed.
Okay mommy see you tomorrow.
Yes, I see you goodnight sweetie .
Goodnight mommy.
Hmm, I'm a mother. How did I miss that, it does matter. I been a father before. So a mother can't that different.
Okay I'm her, have a child no problem. I'll mother for a decade or so. Or until I decided, to change into another one. Let's grown up maybe , maybe she be my time one.
I never done it. But knowns, I have tailor host. Yes, this could work.