There were 4 of us who started a new job last Wednesday and 2 'supervisors' who were there to train us apparently. There was Me, (28) Matt (22) Karl (27) and Josh (19) the 2 supervisors were Ben (26) and John (48). There was no similarity to any of us and we all wondered why the our particular group had been picked, the only thing we could think of was that we were all quite young and reasonably fit. We had all been discussing previous experiences, again no similarities, and the interview, we all thought we had done very badly at the interview. I think I was the only one with a special gift; at least no one else had dared to mention it.
The job was advertised as a 'outdoor enthusiast' it claimed to 'not be for girls*'. The little asteroix had a disclaimer at the bottom and was meant as a gimic as it was a manual labour job that was going to require strength. It's description used the phrases such as, a chance to build new friends, new muscle and a new better work/ social balance. An opportunity none can resist. A reason to get up in the mornings. The advert did state that it would be a dirty job with real chance of getting your hands dirty, there would be a lot of dirty tasks and you would often go home requiring a shower.
Our first day, we spent around half an hour filling out paper work. We were escorted to a room with hundreds of pairs of used steel toe cap work boots, all labelled on the back with their size in a white paint. Then we were told to get in the van parked outside. It was an old scruffy white van with storage in the back and a crew cab out front. It had the odd smell of the out doors with the faint tinge of a footballers locker room, you know the mist of sweat and the mixture of various aftershaves and deodorants, toppled onto that the after taste of deep heat. It was disgusting but also arrousing in a strange sort of way. This was the first time we had met Ben and John.
We were driven to a location about 30 miles from the office where we had began our day We were based at a large crematorium for the day. Ben got out of the van first and disappeared. We were Reminded to put our boots on and told to get out of the van and un load it. It was a good job I had remembered to over lay some protection on my feet this morning. The contents were 4 lawn mowers, 2 strimmers, a leaf blower and a hedge trimmer, all were petrol powered l; there was also 4 rakes and 2 yard brushes. We were told to pick a power tool and then directed to an area to 'work'. In a nutshell we were there to trim back foliage for the council. We weren't allowed to speak or work together and it wasn't particularly fun. Our only advantage of today was that we were out in the sun and able to get a sun tan. The 2 supervisors were just sat chatting in the van. We were all getting increasingly frustrated and were concerned that none of us had actually been given any training on the use of these tools.
We had been working for around 2 hours when Ben shouted us all back to the van. He was furious as none of us were wearing goggles or gloves. We tried to explain that we didn't know we had too and hadn't been given any. He wasn't interested and just demanded that we wore the equipment. He then got even more furious as he discovered no one had bothered to load the van with any goggles or gloves. He forced us all back into the van and drove back to the depot; he then ordered Karl to get out of the van and collect the box with the goggles and gloves in it.
When we got back to the crematorium, we expected that we would be allowed a break, to have a snack, a coffee and a smoke. But no Ben got out and threw the gloves and goggles at us and sent us back to work again. We could all see Ben and John were just sat in the van, laughing, joking and drinking coffee. As the day went on we all began to hate Ben, he was going to be a tough one to handle. John didn't seem to care. Every time we stopped even for a second Ben, even though he wasn't actually watching us, knew we had stopped and shouted at us to continue working.
Matt was getting angry now, purposefully or not, his strimmer kept breaking its cord. Ben was angry as the more down time the equipment had, the longer we had to satay in site. Towards mid day, it was really hot. I could feel my head burning; Josh had gone to hide in the shade and Matt had taken his top off, he was still working. Karl at that point was no where to be seen. Ben instantly knew that we had slowed down and was fuming that he couldn't see josh or Karl. He came over to me first.
'Where are the others?'. He demanded.
'I've no idea sorry mate.'
'I am NOT YOUR FUCKING MATE, remember that and you will get on just fine.' He said, as he slapped me around the ear.
Next he went to Matt.
'Where's your fucking shirt boy?'
'Sorry, I was too hot'
'GET IT BACK ON NOW, where is josh and Karl?'
'No idea boss, sorry'
Fortunately when he found Josh, he had heard the commotion, and although Josh was still in the shade, he had quickly picked up a rake and was raking dead leaves from the side of the path. Ben was kind to Josh and simply said 'where is Karl?'
Josh pointed towards a brick built building, Ben walked towards the building. Sure enough, there was Karl, pissing against the building. Ben walked up to Karl and startled him. Karl turned around and was still pissing, Ben had got that close to Karl that he ended up pissing all over bens trashed jeans and brown leather boots. The final straw had to be when Karl puffed out a chest full of smoke into bens face. Bens response was a punch to Karl's face and nose. This caused karls nose to bleed and for him to drop to the floor. Ben shouted for us all to go to him and we were instructed to carry Karl back to the van. Once we were back we managed to wake him up and he didn't remember a thing about the incident which was lucky for Ben, but we knew that he had something to do with it.
Ben and John decided that we were now allowed a lunch break, so we decided to sit on the benches about 100 yards from the van, John brought us coffee, pop, and a few sandwiches. Of course we got chatting mainly about Ben. Josh and Karl wandered off. So it was just me and Matt left.
I decided now was the time to tell Matt about my special gift. Matt, I have a gift, I can assume somebody else's identity by wearing their shoes, and if they wear my shoes, then they assume my identity. We literally swap bodies and lives. But if I don't get my shoes onto their feet, then there's no swap, My body simply becomes a duplicate of theirs and I don't get to know anything about them plus it's a bit freaky having 2 identical un related bodies with the same dna and finger prints walking around... If I'm a duplicate, then once I remove the shoes, I change back to myself. But when I am swapped, then it's permanent until I put on someone else's shoes.
'So what are you thinking?' Matt asked.
'Well I was going to become Ben and punish him, but I have a little dilemma. I very much doubt he will give me his shoes, plus if I asked for them then he would know he was swapped and when people know they have been swapped they often want to swap back. I need to disable him somehow.'
'Well well well, you have met someone else with a unique gift. I was born with a defect in my blood, one which is almost entirely cured, however my blood is toxic and knocks people out for 15 minutes at a time all that's needed is a tiny drop to touch another's skin. The doctors managed to limit the toxic part of my blood to a finger on my right hand, the rest of my blood is perfectly normal. It's always been useful for bullies and when I've gotten into fights, I simply stun them and run. Without this gift/ defect I would have had many bruises, broken bones and scars; but as it is, I've never so much as had a punch.'
'Awesome, so if you knock him out, then I'll nab his shoes and switch places with him.'
'Erm...... Nope, not quite. Your going to knock him out and I am gonna nab his boots.'
'How the hell will that work, I have the body swapping gift and you have the toxic blood gift.'
'Yer, but if you switch with me first, then we will both end up with both gifts. You would end up being 6 years younger and I would have my ultimate fantasy completed and swap bodies and be able to continue doing it as often as I wanted and be able to immobilise anyone who I wanted to swap with.'
'Wow it sounds like you have reached your ultimate aim in life... Let's do this.'
We both walked over to the van where we saw Ben. Matt got a small pen knife out of his pocket and put a small cut into his finger. We both surrounded the drivers door of the van where Ben was sat. Ben was wearing a shirt sleeved t shirt so it was going to be easy for Matt to touch him. John had apparently gone to the shop.
Ben looked at us with anger in his eyes and said 'what's up bo...........' He then tumbled out of the van an instant after Matt had touched him. He was flat out on the floor. I quickly removed his boots from his feet as well as my own. I stripped the protective latex layer that I had covered my feet with. I handed bens boots to Matt. Matt gave me his trainers from the van as well as my own trainers. We didn't have long left before Ben woke up and we had to time it perfectly so he woke as the final parts of him were swapped.
I placed my trainers onto bens feet and his transformation began. Matt placed bens piss stained (although he didn't yet know) boots onto his feet. I finally had matts trainers in my hands and I waved them across my nose and felt the insides with my hands. This was the only time I would be able to sense this smell or feel the grooves in the trainers in this way as soon I'd have a new sense of smell with a brand new nose and new sensations from new hands. I then had the joyus task of placing matts all black perfect almost brand new Nike 110s onto my feet. My swap seemed perfectly synced with matts. Our feet must of had contact with our new shoes at exactly the same moment. Mostly, I watched Matt but occasionally I glimpsed back at my self. I watched matts clothes disappear, all but the shoes that were in his feet. I saw his young slightly hairy legs be replaced by a set of completely smooth legs, then a pair of black socks grew from within his boots. The same had happened to me, except I now had matts slightly hairy legs and a sporty pair of white Nike socks. Matt had conveniently covered his mid region as soon as he noticed his clothes disappear and I had done the same. Next bens very skinny stomach and torso with perfect pecs replaced appears in place of matts amazing pecs and slightly overweight (but not at all fat) stomach. A large round tattoo appeared on matts replacement stomach and a small dusting of hair appeared on my chest. It tickled as they grew from within my new skin. Our arms were next matts quite muscular ones attached them selves to my upper body and a dusting of hair grew under my arm pits. Matts original arms were replaced with skinnier and what looked like completely smooth arms and tattoos appeared on his upper arms large, rough and masculine hands were replaced with those from matts arms, my new hands were much smoother, softer and smaller. Matts replacement hands were also larger and rougher than he was used too and again looked hairless. Finally our heads and faces. Matts body was fitted with a much longer head and face that looked more appropriate for the proportions of his new body, a very short buzz crop of hair grew on his head and his facial hair was exactly the same length as the hair on his head. My new head was smaller than the one I had before and matched the rest of my bodies roundness. Clothes appeared to grow from under our skin and I was expecting more Nike but this time I had white Calvin Klein boxer shorts, a white Nike t shirt, a grey addidas hoody and grey addidas trackies. Matt had received a pair of old fashioned y fronts, skin tight jeans covered in paint and a grey plain t shirt. I saw Matt rub his new arms with his new hands.
'Yuck,' he squirmed, 'this bastard shaves his arms, I can feel the stubble growing through.'
I laugh and look down at my new self, I was a little upset that I would now be branded a scally I was also a little smaller than before, also My new chest hurt from smoking but I absolutely thrilled that I was now much younger than before and a hell of a lot cuter. Matt didn't look too happy with the entirety of his new body but he knew that this was the start of getting what he wanted.
Ben who now had my old body was still lay on the floor. He was starting to stir and we had timed it all perfectly. 14 minutes ago Matt had touched him with his blood and he had dropped to the floor, the memories took 1 minute to transfer and sort them selves out. I had become Matt completely now, with his body, life and memories but I still remembered my past life and knew who I used to be, I also kept the memories of all my previous bodies but it was matts memories and knowledge I would be using now. Matt was now completely Ben and also had his own memories, where as Ben who was now me had only my old memories with no knowledge of body swapping or anything that happened today, as far as he knew he had always been me.
He woke up with me and the new Ben standing over him checking he was ok, and of course he was. The rest of that day the new Ben gave the old me a really tough time, John hadn't returned and Josh, me(as Matt) and Karl had been allowed to sit and toss it off in the van for the rest of the day.
Me and the new Ben got quite close over the coming weeks, I taught him more about body swapping, because of course he only knew what Ben and the old him knew, and although he thought he was teaching me about this toxic blood, he wasn't really as I already knew about it all.
I wonder what special gift Josh and Karl had??
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