Experiment

“Where am I?” Was all Jeremy could think when he awoke bound to some machine. He looked around and saw an old man smiling at him… It was not a pleasant smile but rather… one filled with hate and twisted into a smirk. His search continued and upon further inspection, he concluded that he was in a lab of some sort. He began to fight for release from his constraints when an electrical surge shot through him. “AH!” Jeremy let out a scream, which only seemed to please the old man more. Jeremy’s head was pounding and he began to feel really light, the electrical current was too strong and Jeremy was powerless to do anything but endure it. When it finally stopped but something felt off… He had the feeling of floating, but that was impossible he was still bound to the machine… He looked down and saw the old man smirking before he closed his eyes and Jeremy saw something that seemed to be spilling out of this strange man; an energy of some sort? His thoughts were stopped short when the essence started floating towards Jeremy and on instinct he dove out of the way just in time to see the essence surrounding…himself? How could that be?! He was right here! He looked down and was surprised to see nothing where his hands should be… where his feet should be… where all of him should be! Jeremy’s eyes grew wide with fear as he saw the essence start to slowly concentrate around his body’s head before slowly flowing into his mouth. His body let out a few groans as the energy filled it up. “No, no, NO!” Jeremy tried to cry out but no one heard him. He looked around, begging, pleading, anyone to stop this from happening. Jeremy was mortified when with one final push, the energy had completely entered his body completely and let out a few satisfied moans before opening its eyes. An expression Jeremy himself had never seen began to creep across his face… A slow smirk, filled with hatred and bitterness.

“What? How are you doing that? Why am I able to see myself?” Jeremy called again to no avail. “They can’t hear you.” His body said to him. “Release me at once!” the new being once again making use of his vocal chords. A button was pressed and the iron constraints were released. “Well gentleman, it appears this experiment was another success for Professor Bartholomew Smith!” His body stood proudly, “I haven’t felt this great in years, but now if you don’t mind gentlemen, I’m going to… run some ‘tests’ on this new vessel.” He said with a devious smirk before exiting the room. Jeremy flew off after his body and followed it down a couple halls and up an elevator to someone’s private quarters.

On the door there was a plaque that read “B. Smith”. He floated through the door and saw his body progress across the room to another door where it went in and closed the door. Jeremy flew into the room and heard a click. He looked around and saw to discover that this was a bathroom. The impostor was standing in front of the mirror admiring his new face. He smiled cheekily to his reflection before looking at where Jeremy would be in the reflection of the mirror “The bathroom is a private place you know… although I suppose there isn’t much you haven’t already seen of this body.” He ran a hand up his new abdominals. “Oooh nice… I bet this took a lot of work at the gym…”



The stranger winked at Jeremy before taking off his shirt and slowly undoing his pants and letting them fall to the ground. “Oh?” He raised his eyebrow, clearly intrigued by what the thin confines of his underwear were concealing, a huge bulge clearly evident. He slowly reached into his pants and let out a gasp before allowing a huge grin to spread across his face, “Very nice!” Jeremy was mortified… this stranger was feeling his body up and he was completely powerless to do anything about it. Pulling down the last remains of clothing this body had on, Jeremy could clearly see the delight in the stranger’s borrowed face. The stranger began to fondle his new-found package and moaning; allowing his hands to dance across this new body, exploring every last crevice. Jeremy was disgusted when his rod started to harden while the stranger reached for some lube. “Damn…” was all the stranger could say when he looked down and saw how huge his new dick was; nice and heavy and very thick. It had to be at least 9 inches the stranger hypothesized of his new appendage.

He squeezed some lube generously onto his cock and began to slowly pump his new cock while his moans grew in volume, his breathing began to come out in pants. “Damn… I….f-f-forgot… how… g-g-good… this… felt…” The stranger said aloud between pants. His enjoyment was clear in the ecstasy of his face. Jeremy was disgusted; how could this stranger just steal his body, his life, and just use it like that? He flew towards his body and began attempting to press in. The stranger smirked, he seemed to enjoy the sensation of Jeremy trying to take his body back because he began to jerk with feral intensity; pumping faster and faster, his moans growing loader by the second, his muscles tensing while he fought to keep from cumming, biting his lip and stroking harder. His breathing staggering, until finally he climaxed and a relieved, satisfied sigh crossed his lips while his flow of sperm was released out of his new cock. He raised his hands to catch it then raised it to his mouth, playing with it in his mouth a little before swallowing it and savoring the taste. This disgusted Jeremy who only fought harder to reclaim his body. “Won’t do you any good” the impostor sighed once again with satisfaction “for some reason…” he tried more of his cum, playing with it in his mouth before swallowing it again, “you see…” he began to massage his softening cock “for some reason… we are unable to dive into you.” He raised his hand to his lips, licking it to get the last bit of cum that squeezed out.

Jeremy tried pushing into the stranger again and much to his disappointment, he failed yet again. The impostor laughed, “call me Bart- or should I say Jeremy now? Yeah, I think I can get used to that… Call me Jeremy” he laughed. “You’re sick! Give it back!” Jeremy screamed. “Now, there isn’t much use in yelling now, is there? I’m the only one who can hear you, and quite frankly my dear boy, I grow quite tired of you… Well, at least the essence of you… This,” he ran his hands up his body again, “I love very much.” He reached down and raised his new body’s shirt to his face, inhaling deeply, and allowing yet another moan to pass his lips…

“Damn…” Jeremy thought to himself as he watched the impostor take advantage of his body “I’ve got to find a way to get my body back…”