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i hope someone writes about the 1st pic being a fully functional exosuit
ReplyDelete"It's not your fault son, you did the best you could," Sargent Treatcher said, grasping my shoulder.
ReplyDelete"Sorry, Sarg' he just appeared out of nowhere. Damn, I know we've been working on this for the past six weeks, and he got away," I muttered under my breath.
"Don't beat yourself up kid, you're a good officer. Go home, collect your thoughts we'll have a debrief tomorrow at eight."
I nodded and trudged to the car, the other officers just watched me as I left.
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I fumbled with the keys to the apartment, my shoulders hunched forward as I walked through the door.
Safely inside my whole demeanour changed. I straightened up, and rolled my shoulders grinning to myself. "That went better that I dared hope, should get a bonus for that," I chuckled to myself.
In the spare room, a naked body was laying on the floor motionless--identical to my own. I kicked its leg. "Wake up," I growled. My doubles eyes snapped open, and flicked across my body. I grinned and slowly started to remove my uniform, SWAT vest, shirt, boots, pants--it all came off.
I stood naked, slowly rubbing the thick pecs that hung off my shoulders. "This past week has been a blast Gregg hanging out with the guys, and with José," I sneered. "You know they never figured out I wasn't the real Gregg. But how could they, I'm really good at my job."
Throwing the last of the clothes on the chair I shifted back to the form I'd used to capture Gregg originally--José. I slipped on some clothes, and from my bag a syringe jabbing it Gregg's neck. I slapped his cheek a couple of times. "You'll be able to move again in an hour. Don't bother trying to find me," I grinned. "You know I'm not the real José right?"
I went to leave, then remembered. "Oh, you've got a meeting with Sarg' at eight tomorrow. Don't be late."
I had a unique ability; by just pulling on a single item of someone else's clothes I was able to shape shift into an exact copy of them, but the items needed to be unwashed.
ReplyDeleteFor the past three months, I'd been Chris. I'd stolen his luggage at the airport and searched through it in the rest rooms. Pulling on a polo shirt and shorts I shifted into a nineteen year old with a swimmers body. Smiling to myself I headed out to the coach station, picked some random town and left.
The small town, it was a farming region so pretty quiet. I found a shop looking for staff, it was perfect as they offered a place to stay as well.
The shop was owned my Cameron, a thick heavy set guy of twenty-three years. His parents had passed away and left the shop to their only son. We hit it off, and I got the job even though he always knew me as Chris.
I really envied Cameron, and from time to time I'd grab one of his shirts from the linen basket and slipped it on shifting into his muscular form. I was in the bathroom wearing his favourite v-neck shirt admiring his face while flexing a powerful arm when he came through the door.
"What the hell?" he shouted looking me up and down.
"Don't panic," I reassured him in his own voice. I pulled off his shirt and returned to my own form. Of course he didn't recognise me until I pulled on a pair Chris's underwear and turned into someone he recognised. I explained my abilities, and he asked me to try on some clothes that a friend of his had left, and I'd spent the evening looking like Dave, one of Cameron's friends since high school.
For the following weeks I'd shift between Chris and Cameron looking after the shop, driving to the farms for deliveries.
It was Friday afternoon when something changed, I was leaning against the counter looking like Chris when he walked in and closed up the shop. "What's up?" I asked.
"You're so lucky, you can be anyone, go anywhere," he replied looking sad. "I've got to stay here and look after the shop."
"You could sell up, and we could travel."
"I'd like to travel the world, but I promised I'd look after the shop. I don't break my promises," he told me. He started to pull my clothes off, and as the last of them left my body I returned to my original form.
I looked at him confused, and he started to undress handing me his clothes. I knew these where his favourites; I pulled on his shirt and my body quickly transformed to fill it. He kicked off his boots, and pulled his other clothes off.
Piece by piece I pulled on his clothes as he dressed in some shorts and a hoody. I sat on a chair tried to understand what was going on.
He sat in the chair opposite and looked into my eyes; his own eyes reflected back at him. "I've lived here all my life, I need to travel, one way or another." He pulls an envelope from his pocket. "This is ten thousand dollars, enough to get away for a year."
I looked at him and swallowed. "I would really like to escape this place for a year, see the bigger world. So here's the deal, cover for me while I travel: be me. Or take this money and a case of clothes and travel as me, send me pictures calling me up and tell me what its like," he told me holding my shoulders.
>> Do YOU let Cameron leave, let him have his dream while you cover for him in the town? Or do you take the money and his identity and run for it.
Cover for him in town; while there, find a girl to fall for and get her pregnant.
ReplyDeleteI'm not human
ReplyDeletewell i am now however my species came here ten years ago and i must say we have adapted to life on earth fairly well. It's not as hard as you may imagine, particularly when bond with the local dominant species- in this case humans. physically we resemble masks however if we get a on your skin you'll be having a hard time getting us off.
we have no agenda or goal, well i can't speak for all of us, but personally im here for a good time, and that's how i pick my hosts. once im on your face i have complete control over your body, your mind, i pretty much turn into you so people having a hard time telling us a part. combined with the fact that my hosts never remember their time when under my control makes us nearly undetectable.
i dont have a name but biologically im male and i generally pick human males to possess. currently im in control of teenaged guy i found skulking around. I'd been in control of our body for nearly 5 months and it was time for a change.
you can imagine my excitement when i came across Vince on the subway one cold night.
http://hard-n-heavy.tumblr.com/image/62582102979
big and beefy, so much muscle it was practically spilling out of clothes, forget me taking control of beefcake- it already looked like his body was so jam packed full of muscle that vince was barely in control himself.
i knew what i had to do and it would mean saying goodbye to my current host. he'd get a surprise waking up on the subway but i'd make sure i took care of him as Vince, perhaps toss him a goodbye fuck.
that's how we evolved as a species. we were not parasites, we helped our hosts spread their genes- in a way perpetuating the survival of both our species.
my true form was pale and translucent and i'd have to pick myself to the surface in order to disengage from the kid who's body i was commanding. I brought my young muscular hands to my face and began pulling. soon my true form could be seen. I appeared as a perfect white mask that encased my hosts face. if looked closely you'd see white tendrils etching their way under the skin, reaching all the way to the brain which is how i gained control. it was not long before my entire being was outside of Kevin, however i was still in control. i used our tongue one more time to lick our lips- and myself- in a way kissing kevin goodbye. i then detacted from Kevin and flew at Vince's face- going in for the kill.
i feel at Vince, with his eyes closed he never saw me coming.
ReplyDeleteswop. we collided as i attached to my new body. immediately vince felt discomfort as i dug my tendrils deep into his mind- accessing all parts of his being. He tossed briefly but once attached im impossible to be removed forcefully. it was not long before i sat there, as Vince, my chest rising and falling, muscles glistening and panting. i had not completely merged with Vince so white exterior was still visible on the surface- giving the impression of huge muscle hunk in a strange Halloween mask who'd just woken up from a nightmare.
i brough vince's muscular hands up and began feeling my new bulging muscles- needless to say i was very pleased. 'damn man, i've always wanted a body like this and now it's all mine' i said with vince's licking our lips- in fact my exterior was still wet from where my previous host had kissed me goodbye...our saliva met and i liked what i tasted..
i focused on competely bonding with vince so that my white exterior would disappear. using my new hands i massaged myself deep into the pores of my new face and it was not long before i lay under the surface of vince's face, completely concealed and undetectable.
i stood up on unsteady feet. gazing down i observed my new calves. fuck i was buff. i tore off my shirt and went down to see kevin. placing a muscular arm around his shoulder. he fit there like he was wrapped up in a blanket, deep within my smelly armpit and almost completely hidden from external view by my shear bulk.
Nice work Si. Do you know you can attach pictures now? Click icon, or drop the picture into the comment box.
ReplyDelete'hey kid' i said to my previous host. 'i was just at the gym and ive worked up more than just a sweet, what's your name?'
ReplyDeleteKevin was 21 and pretty shy, so having sex with a 30 something old muscle bear was out of the ordinary to say the least.
i practically picked up kevin under my arm and carried him home. Kevin was greeting to the site of all my supplements waiting for us on the bench.
'so mate, time to get fucked hey?' i said tearing off his clothes immediately and exposing his raging hardon. i embraced him like i had previously embraced vince's face but this time the only white substance that would be getting all over kevin would be mixtures of mine and his cum.
kevin felt my bulging muscles with trembling hands and i knew that if he had the power he would steal this body for his own. i kissed him passionately. a masculine hairy kiss and once again tasted his spit. i had kevin on his stomach head buried on a pillow and i was inside of him- no condom (that would spoil the mating process)- fucking his face.
I slammed his body against mine, muscle against his lean frame. he moaned and i continued to passionately hiss his back and neck. it was not long before he came. i came inside of my previous host with a trembling that vicent's body had not previously known and i knew that we'd be partners for a long time.
wow! i love this! story i like the alien mask!
ReplyDeleteVery unique approach. Well done.
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