Sunday, September 13, 2015

Seanday Luck: One Good Friend

I was laying on my bed reading, and hating myself. I really envied the 'other' guys, all strong and fit. Although what I really wanted was the companionship. They all hung out together doing jock stuff in the gym and enjoying themselves in the bars at the weekends. Damn, I needed some of that. Sometimes I wondered if I were to go missing whether anyone would even notice--unlikely.

Half way through the chapter, I heard a thud on the wall from next door. I groaned, Ryan and Tony must be roughhousing again. If anything, I envied them the most, I'd heard they'd been friends since they were kids. I knew they were close, Tony had been moping around while Ryan was away for a few days.

Damit, Ryan was the strongest to of the two--a true alpha. In a group it was always Ryan that commanded and led the others. I felt myself going hard, shit.

Another thump echoed followed by some yelling; it was getting louder. With a sigh, I got up and walked next door. I knocked and hearing no reply I walked inside.


I wasn't surprised to see them wrestling on the bed. Ryan had Tony in a head lock, he looked up and grinned. "Hey Dave. Come in and lock the door," he told me.


Tony looked at me through red eyes, and was able to gasp a plea for help, "Fuck Ryan's flipped, help me man."

"It's OK, I've got it under control," Ryan said shaking his head. He adjusted his grip around Tony's neck and his bicep expanded as he tightened his grip.

I watched as the colour drained from Tony's face. "Hey, give it up. You're going to kill him," I said.

"No, just enough to put him out for a while." It didn't take much longer before Tony was limp in Ryan's arms. He released him and checked his pulse, "Good, he'll be out for twenty minutes or so." He jumped from the bed and started to pull his t-shirt and shorts off. "Get undressed."

"What? No, I'm going to call security. This is fucked up," I said.

"Get undressed," he said in an authoritative voice. He was twice my size in height and weight, so reluctantly I complied, annoyed at how weak I was.

We stood there naked facing each other for a moment, I dared not move my gaze from his fearful of what might happen. He grinned at me, "You like my body huh?"

I said nothing.

He let out a groan, deep from inside his body. He gasped again, and buckled over as if someone had punched him in the stomach. "Son of a bitch," he growled as he collapsed to the floor.

I watched with my mouth open as he writhed on the floor, his shoulders twisted and flexed. The cussing continued as his back arched and contacted. Within minutes a new outline appeared across Ryan's back; a second body was attempting to pull itself free of the soldier. Ryan's back pulled out of shape and finally gave up trying to contain the parasite within.

He stepped clear of Ryan's body and turned. It was David, the long term friend I'd left at home when I joined the forces. "What the fuck David?" I yelled not believing my eyes.

"Freaky huh?" David said with a laugh. "But we don't have much time." He pointed to Ryan, there was something along the length of his back. I could only explain it as a rip. "Get inside, it won't stay open for long."

"You're kidding me, what the hells going on?" I demanded.

"Get the fuck inside, I'll explain later."

I looked at Ryan's broad back and stepped inside. It wasn't difficult slipping my legs and arms into place at all, he was after all much larger than me. The last step was to duck my head inside and push it up inside his neck; that was tight, but after a moment of darkness I found myself looking through his eyes.

I let out a groan, in an unfamiliar voice and tried to roll ever, but felt David hold me in place. "Wait a moment," I heard him say. I let out a grunt of euphoria as I felt Ryan's body tighten around me, the feeling of being inside his warm body changed to that of the cool floor *I* was laying on. "Ok, you're sealed in you can get up now."

Rolling over I felt a new weight to my body, I blinked at the harsh lighting above me and sat up. David smiled and offered me a hand, I took it and he pulled me to my feet. "How do you feel Ryan," he asked.

Looking down I felt the pecs and stomach that belonged to Ryan. "Amazing," I replied, but what about Ryan? Is it permanent?"

He held up his hand and gestured towards me. "Ryan's here, you'll know all he did within minutes. Nobody will guess." He looked at Tony, "Not even his best friend noticed, and I've been inside Ryan for a couple of days."

"I don't understand," I told him pulling on the t-shirt and shorts.

"I've read your emails, I know you're unhappy here but still want to be a soldier. When I found out Ryan was back in town for a few days, I knew it was a way to make you happy. So I found him, took him down and climbed inside."

"But how?"

"That's my secret, but there's a side effect. Whatever was *Ryan* has gone now, without anyone inside him he'd just be a brain dead body. That's why you needed to get inside him quick; before he sealed up again."

"So why'd you choke Tony in that sleeper hold?"

"Well, I knew how lonely you were." He pulled off the soldier's shorts, "Tony's for me, your best buddy is going to keep you company. Just like being at home again," said with a wink, "at least behind locked doors."

"But you haven't been on any training."

He traced the unconscious soldier's back and the same rip appeared. "Once inside Tony, I'll be just a good soldier as he was. I'll know all he knew, and more."

David pushed into the soldier's body. I watched as it contorted, and bulged in places. It was easy to see David moving under the Tony's skin; finding its way and filling every last vacant space. I heard him make some groans and after the back had sealed he turned over and grinned at me. "Hey bro' it's the weekend. You want to go into town and get some beers?"

He sounded and acted just like Tony, just as I looked and sounded like Ryan--I supposed. "But what about my old life?" I asked.

"Heard he was an orphan, maybe he just went AWOL." He winked at me.

"I guess," I replied.

Tony sniffed an armpit. "Phew! Damn, I need a shower." He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist. "Come on, you need a shower as well; you smell like a whore," he told me. "Besides I need someone to wash my back," he waggled is eyebrows, "know what I mean?"

I grabbed a towel and followed him out, "Sure do Tony."

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