History of a Nomad Soul

Let me tell you how I became a “Nomad Soul”, well it’s a bit of a sordid story involving lying, deceit, manipulation and let’s just say some of the lower forms of internet life.

You see I once had a physical body, some of you may remember some of my previous stories and experiences – but how I lost my one true physical form is a story that hurts me. You may think its cool being able to possess any physical body taking control accessing the body’s memories and traits but I would swap with you in a blink of an eye To have my own body again rather than simply playing out some other person destiny, always pretending to be someone else rather than myself – something I yearn for.

I would be 27yrs old now, but I still prefer the younger 18+ yr old bodies I find. You see age isn’t important now, as a nomad soul time is meaningless I will just go on forever, until I find some way ending this sorry semi-existence.

So how did it happen? I was out of luck wandering the streets of California at the age of 19 – I’d been moved on so many times by the police I really needed somewhere. It was then I was approached by Doug, a seedy looking guy who said he could give me some shelter if I would work for him. Desperate for a place to stay for a while I agree, and returned to his apartment. When we arrived it was evident that this guy made movies, my suspicions was correct Doug made porn videos releasing them on the internet for money.

He told me that as I was now working for him I needed to sign a contract and in return I would get a basic pay and a place to sleep. I said I didn’t want to be in any of his video – and he said “Sure, no one will ever see you in any of my videos”, I glanced over the contract, there was a lot of words I didn’t understand but I signed it anyway. As I completed my signature a chill blew over my body, and Doug chuckled to himself. I realised something was wrong instantly. Then Doug explained; I was horrified.

“The contract you have just signed not only gives me ownership of your physical body, but gives you the ability to project yourself into others, only I can release you early of this 5yr contract.” “My less than human lawyers designed this contract to help me earn millions producing the best movies. Oh and if you’re thinking of jumping into me and voiding the contract, you see this tattoo on my arm, that stops you getting into me. And don’t bother trying to hide I can sense what body you are hiding in!”

My fate had been sealed by some kind of demonic contract for at least the next five years. “Now let’s try out your new found talent” leered Doug. He picked up the phone and dialled a number, asking someone called Kevin to come on over for a quick $50. Doug explained to take control of a person I simply needed to mentally push out of my own body and into the other person.

About 20 minutes passed and there was a knock at the door, Doug opened It and let in Kevin. He was quite tall and looked about the same age as me. HE had cropped black hair and bushy eyebrows; completely different to my blonde hair. He gave a big goofy smile to Doug as he introduced me to Kevin. Doug asked Kevin to sit on the bench and watch some videos while he got ready. I was sitting in an old sofa behind Kevin; I could see he wasn’t a muscular guy, skateboarder I guessed.

Doug gave me the nod, and I knew he wanted me to take Kevin. I remembered what Doug had told me, and I pushed myself out of my body, just as if I was pushing myself out of the chair – only my physical body remained in the seat. I floated weightlessly above my head. I could clearly see Doug and Kevin – I knew Doug told me that his tattoo would protect him but I had to try. I moved towards Doug and tried to push in, I was immediately thrown back – I tried again but the same thing happened, I guess that tattoo really did work.

I moved across to Kevin who was still watching the video, I expected it to be hard to enter this guy’s body but I slipped into his skin like a hot knife through butter. Kevin groaned as I took control, and then all of a sudden Kevin’s memories flowed into mine, his childhood, when he was a teenager, and then it hit me; I snapped my – no Kevin’s head around in shock and looked at Doug smiling.

Kevin’s recent memories poured into my consciousness, Kevin had worked for Doug, only his contract had just expired – I was his replacement. “Now you know what’s expected of you” said Doug. I turned to look at myself in the sofa; I looked like I was in a deep sleep. I know knew what Doug had planned for me through Kevin’s previous experiences, Doug would trawl the streets looking for guys if they looked suitable he would approach them to see it they wanted to be in some of his movies, usually just jerk-off movies and the like – but never anything hardcore. If they said yes, I was not required, if they said no it was my job to jump into their skin and play the part for Doug – they would still get the money, and their memories would be intact, but they would not be aware of my work.

I stood up in Kevin’s body and went to the mirror and looked at my reflection, it of course was alien – but from within Kevin it still felt natural. “You bastard” I said, suddenly realising I was talking with Kevin’s voice; Doug just smiled “your mine now – get used to it”.

“I’ve asked Kevin’s best bud to join us as well; you shouldn’t have any problem convincing him you’re really Kevin”, “Fuck you!” I replied, which shocked me a little as I didn’t normally swear, I guessed it must have been one of Kevin’s traits, I was becoming more like Kevin by the minute.

It wasn’t long before Doug returned with a guy, I instantly knew him as Trevor, even though I had never seen him before. He wore coveralls I also knew that he worked at the local garage repairing trucks.

I smiled and said “Hi Trevor”, the guy replied with a cheery “Hey!” Doug left the room but I knew he was watching on CCTV… we chatted for about 20mins, Kevin’s memories flowed into my head, Trevor never knew – the deception proved and Doug returned.

Doug asked if we both wanted to make some money, from Kevin’s memories I knew what Doug was leading to… “Sure” I replied and Doug proposed a little jack-off movie. I stripped Kevin of his clothes knowing that he had done it a thousand times before me and stood in front of the mirror. With all I knew about Trevor it was long before he was jerking off, with his hand down the front of his coveralls. I applied more pressure and he stripped and we both jerked off, after a good 40 minutes we both got dressed and took our money, I told Trevor I would see him later and the guy left.

I sat down on the bench again, and pulled myself out of Kevin and returned to my own body, it was an amazing feeling with all the exertion I still felt relaxed upon the return to my own body. Kevin gulped on some air as control was returned to him, he turned and looked at me “Hey, that was awesome; you did a real good job”. Kevin turned to Doug “Am I free to go now?” he asked. “Yes, you have finished your contract now go!” replied Doug. With that Kevin left – and I don’t remember seeing him again.

That was my first possession, others followed – many, many more. My own soul numbed by the task I had committed myself to. A this time I was still bound by the contract, my will bent to Doug’s commands – I was still not a Nomad Soul, but let me tell you about how the contract was broken and the day of my new existence started.

It was a typical day for me; I sat in the back of his car while we trawled the neighbourhood looking for suitable candidates for Doug’s next movie when we came across Cain, a 20yr old waiting by a tree for his girlfriend apparently. From what I could see he was a slim guy, he had a black t-shirt, baggy UFO pants and a yellow baseball cap he was holding a skateboard just and it was just what Doug was looking for.

Doug approached the young jock and made the proposition, I could clearly see that Cain wasn’t interested – shaking his head. Then Doug gave the signal, and I closed my eyes. Moments later I was in Cain’s tight skateboarder’s body looking up at Doug, I smiled adopting Cain’s mannerisms immediately as I removed the cap and scratched my head. I replaced the cap, and stroked my face feeling the small goatee on my chin. I got up and started to walk to the car, without knowing it I slipped my free hand under my t-shirt and felt my body; the small but firm pecs, and the tight abs.

We returned to the car and I got in the passenger seat, glancing over my shoulder at my true sleeping self. We returned to the studio, and Doug parked in the garage leaving my sleeping body in the car. Once inside I stripped and performed like I had done many times before, although with this body I felt most at home. Cain had a great body and lovely tattoos over his chest and arms. The hour went quickly and it was time to return Cain to the place where we had found him, Doug handed me $250 and I slipped it into my baggy UFO pants and sat down by the tree.

It was at this point we heard the sirens of a police car, and we looked around as a speeding car came around the corner closely followed by a police car. Shots rang out and one of the rear tyres exploded on the car. The driver lost control and as I stood up ploughed into Doug’s car exploding almost instantly. The heat from the car was almost unnatural I stood up in Cain’s body as the cold horror of realisation hit me – my sleeping body was still in the car.

As the searing heat continued I felt a deep sharp pain as my body was destroyed, Cain buckled and lost consciousness as I lost my links back to my physical body - the rest was a blur, as I too slipped unconscious.

I can only guess that Doug, checked Cain’s body for my soul and found nothing – but I was in there, but deep, deep in Cain’s unconscious mind damaged and hurt by what was the most traumatic experience of my “life”.

From what I now know Cain quickly regained consciousness very quickly, and he was check over by the paramedics and given the all clear – by this time Doug had long gone, what a rat!

Cain continued his life as normal for another 2 weeks, while I lay in his subconscious recovering from the event. I knew nothing of what was going on, only that they place was dark and warm as I cam to terms with my existence.

In the third week, I felt strong enough, and I stretched once more taking control of Cain. Coming back into reality I was able to piece together the event using Cain’s memories. Somehow I knew I had been released from the contract and was not owned by Doug any more – but I also knew that I now no longer had my own physical body. I continued living Cain’s life without any of his friends or family realising there was someone else in control – but I still felt guilty about using Cain, the guy that had unknowingly nurtured my soul back to health.

It was one late night after I had been out drinking with the guys I decided to try and get out of Cain, it maybe that I would just cease it exist – it was a risk I was prepared to take for Cain’s sake.

I sat up in the chair, still a bit light headed with the beers, but I hadn’t had that much. I looked over a Billy he was staying over and going home tomorrow. He was a big guy, I could see him asleep on the bed, and he was my only choice.

I sat back in the chair, again concerned that my existence could be snuffed out within the next few minutes – but I knew I had to give Cain back hi sown life.

I took one last breath from within Cain’s body and pushed myself out. I floated above the two guys, reassured that I still existed and waited for Cain to become himself again. I heard him gasp, and sit up. He looked around and grabbed a bottle taking a mouthful, and gulping it down. I knew he would be ok without me.

I looked over at Billy still there asleep on the bed and made my way other to him floating above the heavily built jock. “Well, this is it”, I said to myself – will I be able to touch or feel physical stuff again, of just float and be a mere spectator for the rest of my existence?

I rolled over, floating over the jock aligning myself with his body and slowly lowered myself down to meet his physical form. As I touched his physical form, I could feel some resistance, but I was stronger now and I pushed into his body; again wrapping my soul in warm flesh and muscle.

Billy’s body went into a brief spasm as I took control and put Billy’s soul into a deep sleep. I gulped in air, coughed and instantly threw up. Cain came over and slapped me on the back – it was a dull meaty thud that echoed through my new body as his hand made contact. “You OK dude?” asked Cain, it was weird hear what had been my voice – at least for a while. I coughed again “Yeah, I feel a lot better now, thanks” I replied in a deep voice. “I really think I’m going to be OK now”, I said in a confident voice.

I lived as Billy for a couple of weeks, but know I knew that I could swap when I liked I started to move to each of Cain’s friends in turn, until I felt strong enough to move away from Cain.

So that’s how I became a Nomad Soul, but that was a long time ago, and since then I’ve been many people. Young and old, – I’ve taken celebrities, and family members, but I have always respected the people I take.

So maybe I’ll tell you more about my adventures, hey – if a friend of yours is acting out of character, it might just be me inside looking out at you – who knows…