"Get the fuck away from me," Rick snarled trying to push himself up.
He was strong, smart and influential--everything I liked in a body. We go back a long way. I first met him when he started to come to the gym, six years ago maybe.
He caught my attention when he first arrived. For a few weeks I studied him, it was clear he was smart even then. I had my fingers wrapped around the mind of the gym owner--Adam, a bear of a man. He agreed that Rick had the potential to be an excellent specimen. I told the owner to give him a job, offer him something that he couldn't refuse. It was like candy to a kid and he snapped it up.
Although Adam was big and possibly one of the strongest men in the gym, he wasn't the smartest when I first met him. At the time his gym was grinding itself into oblivion, but for me it was a perfect base.
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It was late when I chose to take the bear, the gym was empty and I found Adam in his office. He demanded who I was and told me the office was private. I explained I was his Master and therefore this was my office. He looked confused, a look I'd nurture myself in the coming months as I rebuilt his business.
I gestured effortlessly at the giant of a man, his chair creaked and slid across the room. Shocked he tried to get to his feet I spread my fingers and pinned him down. He started to panic his arms thrashing, with a subtle flick and his arms dropped. His biceps tensed trying to break the invisible hold I had on him as beads of sweat formed across his face and chest.
He sat there, struggling pitifully. "What do you want from me," he asked in a faltering voice.
I looked at the computer on his desk, the papers in the file. "I want the same you do, have a successful gym." I sat on the desk looking at him, by this time he'd had the sense to stop struggling.
"You want to buy it?"
I laughed. "No, but I want if for myself. Is that what you want as well?"
"I want it to be successful again," he answered.
"You want to give it to me, your Master correct?"
He was silent, I'd guessed this was the first time in his life that he'd felt weak. Either that or his mind was desperately trying to figure out what was happening. I came to the conclusion that it was a bit of both, so I made it easier for him.
I pointed at his head with two fingers. "Pop!" I said quietly. "So what do you think now?"
"It's yours--" he stuttered on his words. I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to finish. "Master."
"See that wasn't hard was it?" I gestured again releasing him from his invisible constraints. "Stand up." He complied. "How tall are you?"
"Six foot four."
"What do you weigh?"
"290"
I smiled. "See that knife on the desk, slit your throat." He walked over calmly, picked up the knife and brought it to his throat. "Stop. Put the knife down," I said. He placed it on the desk. "Come here."
He stood in front of me, I circled him studying this giant of a man. "Take off your pants," I ordered. He pulled them off, kicking them free.
For this to work, for him to manage the gym effectively by himself he needed to be smarter--a lot smarter. I could easily infuse the gym with money, but I needed him to be a manager. They only way I could do that was from inside.
I tapped his furry chest. "You want your Master inside you. Repeat."
He brought a hand up to spot I'd touched him. "I want my Master inside me."
"Beg!"
He reached out to touch me, I only had to look at him and his arm dropped to his side. "Please, I beg of you. I need my Master inside my body." The bear dropped to his knees. "I'm worthless without you, I need you to make me strong."
It bored me quickly, plus he wasn't very good at it. "Stand, shut up." He obeyed promptly. "Sit on the chair, at the edge and lean back."
I removed his cap, dropping it to the floor, then my own clothes and sat on his stomach. He gasped excitedly, being in such close contact with his Master.
"Want it! Want me inside you!" I started to grind against me chanting. "Quietly!"
His need was such that I felt my lower body and legs slide inside the bear, my ass glided down from his stomach aligning with his. I clawed my toes, and looked down to see his doing the same. Behind me Adam was making excited noises.
Leaning back my head nestled between his pecs, he was a good six inches taller than me. The strength of Adam's body suddenly became intoxicating, for a moment I rested, feeling myself rise and fall as I rested his furry chest.
I heard him whimper for a moment and saw his hand move. I looked down to see that my dick that was now inside his had started to harden. He touched it nervously, but I didn't stop him when he grasped it giving it a tug. We both groaned enjoying the sensation, he continued until with a groan I shot a few streams across the floor. I rested for a while before taking what belonged to me.
Wriggling, I pushed backward, past the fur, past the skin and muscle, deep inside Adam. I felt his whole body twitch and move to make room for his Master.
Inside was dark and cavernous, there was enough room for a second person I suspected. Stretching my arms up, I found Adam's and pushed mine into his. My head was level with his chest, for this to work I need to be bigger.
I started to expand, using my energy to fill Adam's interior. As I grew I felt his throat against the crown of my head. I pushed again into Adam's head and mind.
The emptiness vacuum of Adam's body was gone, I opened my eyes and I felt the weight of the bear. The Master was now in control.
Reaching out, I leached into Adam's mind, taking all I wanted. I swallowed it down; I drinking down his memories, persona and skills--everything I needed to keep the pretence of being Adam.
I got to my feet enjoying the weight of my new body, I pulled on the clothes Adam had been wearing. Tugging on his cap I caught a reflection of myself--Adam looked back. With a big hand I rubbed my pecs, enjoying their size and furriness.
Dropping some tissues, I pushed them around cleaning the floor of the evidence and dropped them in the waste basket. Locking the gym, I retired to Adam's apartment located above.
It had been a tiring experience, so I laid on his bed and began to rebuild his mind.
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A few days later I had an obedient autonomous bear that not only knew his way around the business, but was smart. With an injection of cash, he was able to pull the gym back into profit. Adam renamed the gym some time later to "Regans", I liked it, a quiet nod to his Master. All this time, he had one goal--to serve me; whether to see to my every need or serve as a host, I made him whole.
Adam took Rick under his wing, trained him, sculpted him to my liking. I watched from afar, letting him mature. From time to time, I'd returned from my travels stepping into Adam and enjoy the strong relationship they'd built.
My, what a good job Adam had done; six years later Rick had become a prize. He now looks after the gym while Adam works in the office. Returning after a successful win at the Super Bowl I was pleased to find that Adam had persuaded Rick to move into one of the rooms in the apartment above the gym. When I arrived, Adam was more than pleased to see me and offered himself as a willingly. I took him immediately.
I'd been inside Adam for the past week, watching Rick for myself. Rick closed the gym and we made our way up to the apartment. I knew the time had come to discard my old body and take Rick's as a permanent replacement. The thought of being twenty-three again was euphoric.
In the lounge I told Rick to wait, he looked confused not quite understanding the feeling, the need to stand still without questioning why.
As Adam, I stood before Rick. The bear let out a groan as I stepped from his massive frame. Even though I'd told him to wait, his will was strong enough for him to take a step back, falling to the ground.
"Get the fuck away from me," Rick snarled trying to push himself up. His eyes darted over to Adam who just stood compliant and passive as always while in my vicinity. "Who--what are you?" Rick managed to stutter.
"I'm your Master," I replied.
He snorted a laugh. "Fuck you are. What have you done to Adam?"
I felt Adam step next to me and stroked his beard. "Adam belongs to me, has been for a long time. But he's a champion, for you I have so much more planned." I glared at him, "Get up!"
He looked at me, but didn't move. "Master?" I heard Adam say, concern in his voice. I held up my hand to silence him.
"He's strong willed, I like that."
"Go to hell," Rick growled and got to his feet.
I signalled to Adam who stepped forward. Rick was strong, but like most people he was dwarfed by Adam. I watched as my slave pushed him back, slamming him into the wall. He grabbed Rick's wrists and pulled down crossing them; immobilising him through shear strength.
Adam turned, forcing Rick to shuffle his feet around as I was presented with his back. Rick struggled, Adam's grip tightened forcing the stricken mans back to spread.
It was fascinating, I imagined the conflicted thoughts that must be screaming through Rick's mind. The man he'd know for six years--Adam, nothing but a puppet. I ran a finger down his back, I could hear his breath falter. "Don't be afraid," I told him.
"I'm not," he whispered.
Adam jerked his grip, "You should feel honoured."
I shucked my clothes, this wasn't going to be the normal type of take-over. It was going to be a permanent change for me. Adam had nurtured this man, tailored it to my liking. I'd be stealing his body and taking his identity.
Smirking at Adam I pushed my palms against Rick's back. He squirmed under my touch, his muscles striated sensing a transition. My hands began to slide into Rick. His muscles strained, the tendons in his neck pulled. He hissed objections through clenched teeth.
There was something about Rick, his youth of course, but it was his arrogance that I could taste. I was pushing in deeper, I already had control of his arms. Adam could sense it and relaxed his hold. I was at his back, the point of no return. His body was writhing and bucking, trying to resist. With one last grunt, I pushed past his threshold, disappearing inside completely.
"Release me!" I growled in some combination of Rick and my own voice. I grabbed hold of the bear, trying to steady myself. Rick was convulsing as the process of consume and replace swept through his body. Within minutes, his body was mine. The last conquest was his mind. This was my new identity, I was the Master. I had a new look, but I still needed Rick, if only for a facade. His memories, no longer private, were stripped away and consumed. His childhood, school, loves and hates--they all became mine. His first love, his first day at the gym, the day his destiny was fixed. I could feel his face and neck tense as I pulled the last of his skills and persona making them mine.
Breathlessly I collapsed to the floor, rolling onto my back. I watched as Adam looked over me concern etched his face. "Rick?"
"Call me Master," I groaned in Rick's voice. "It--It'll take a while to finalise the transition."
Adam leaned over and gently lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed, then took the place next to me. "I'll protect you while you're weak," he said in a firm voice.
I rested my head on his thick arm, like a pillow and rested my head on his furry chest. "He was a good slave," I thought to myself. I closed my eyes knowing I was safe as I completed the process to pass all my powers to my new body.
My journey to a new life was complete.
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