Previously.... Read it here.
My friend, Tony, grasped my shoulder, "We can't just leave him like that."
We both argued for a while, I told him we'd get the blame. Said the Arabs could easily fuck us up big time. Tony continued to argue, but then stopped abruptly.
I looked at him, then for my kid brother Jay, but he wasn't there. Something was holding Tony's interest; behind me. It was then I heard it, a gulping, gargling noise; a quiet struggle.
Slowly I turned, afraid of what I might find.
"Jay, NO!"
The sight was horrific, the Beast was swallowing up my kid brother! His mouth was already pas Jay's lean abs, and he was working his way over his pecs.
Then I saw Jay's face. "Shit," I cried and grasped my head, he was grinning. Jay was forcing himself inside the muscle freak of an Arab.
I stood there, mesmerised for the moment. He'd squirmed enough to get one arm inside. Then I realised that if I didn't act now, I'd lose him.
Not waiting any longer, I dashed over and grabbed his free arm and pulled. The Beast had a strong hold on him. He yelped, as I dragged him along the floor, but the two of them seemed inexplicably fused together.
The Arab's arm lashed out grasping my ankle with a vice like grip. I cried out, Tony ran over and tried to release his grip, but it was futile.
"Bro, let me," Jay cried out. "I want this, I can feel him. It'll be OK, I can feel it."
He looked at me, and I knew there was no way of getting him out. I let go of his arm, and the Beast released his grip on my ankle.
I watched with Tony as Jay wriggled and squirmed, slowly disappearing inside the giant. Within minutes the Arab's lips were closing around the crown of Jay's head.
We stood there quietly, watching the giant. Then it started, slowly at first. Movement under his skin and muscle, then a sudden jerk. Shapes started to appear, then they became obvious, limbs; Jays limbs. Tony gasped as we watched my kid brother manoeuvre himself into place.
As each of Jay's limbs found their way, the Arab's muscle tensed, and flexed. The kid's body; bit by bit, was absorbed into the giant's body. With one final jarring motion, he became still.
Crouching next to the Beast, I gently shook him; difficult as it was, he was a heavy fucker! "Jay? Can you hear me?"
The Beast's dark eyes snapped open, and he stared at me. He let out a low rumbling groan. His moth parted, and he licked his lips. He cleared his throat. "Fuck, this feels so weird bro'."
"Jay?"
"Yeah," he replied in a thick accent. He looked at my friend, "Fuck you Tony, who's got the bigger muscles now?"
He began to get to his feet, and I jumped back, he needed space.
"What's it feel like?" Tony asked.
Jay touched himself, tracing his hands across his borrowed body. "Feels like my own, like it's alway been mine." He pauses for a moment, "That fuck, Jackson!"
"The other guy? The one inside him before?"
"Inside my body, yeah."
"Your body?" Tony sounded surprised.
"Feels like my body--now," Jay growled.
"What about it? Looked like he had a shit load cash!"
"Talked me into trying some new supplements, that was three weeks ago. Before I knew it, he was climbing down my--" he choked on the word, "Hassan's, throat. Took over his life--my life! Made me do shit I would never do! Knew all my thoughts, worked me like a puppet." The giant, shivered.
"Jay, you know you're my kid brother. JAY!" I tried to explain.
"Yeah I know. I'm here, and in control. It's just like they're my own memories, and that makes me mad!" He slams a fist into a locker, and the thunder echo's around the room. "He worked Hassan, went back to Dubai, begging for money from his family. He's got a lot of pride, and that crushed him!" The giant opened his locker and retrieved the bag, he took out a few capsules and gave me the bag. "There's about a thousand there, you should be able to have some fun with them."
"But--but, how do they work?"
"Give them two, then you can get in and become them. Take two more, and you can get out," the Beast explained.
"How do you know that?" Tony asked.
"He used them while he was inside me, I can remember."
"Shit, anyone? So who?"
The giant headed for a pin-board on the wall and pointed to one of the many pictures. "This guy, no reason, its just that he could."
I pulled a face, "How? I mean, you're a monster!"
"You can fit inside anyone, of any size, even a kid if you're a sicko."
"Damn!"
The Beast--my brother Jay in disguise--pulled at his lip. "He--Jackson, wanted to see if--" he stumbled on the word, "I could fit inside him. The poor kid didn't stand a chance, he struggled, but I easily knocked him out."
"What did you do then?" Tony asked excitedly.
"He," Jay reiterated, "forced some of the capsules into the kid's mouth, and while he was turning into a skin, stripped him of his clothes." Jay rubbed thick pecs. "Then he forced his way into the kid, I was becoming smaller and smaller the more I pushed inside. I thought I was going to burst through him, it was so tight!"
"But you fitted in? Sort of shrunk to fit him?" I asked.
"Yeah, as soon as he got the pretty-boy's face over my own I knew everything about the kid. It's kind of a mush now, but I remember his name was Dean. Pulled on his clothes, and took a picture using his phone. Stayed in the kid for a week, running his life. With a face like his, it was easy to get a fuck." He sighed. "When he got bored, took a few capsules, climbed out of the kid and left him naked at the back of the parking lot. Really fucked up his head."
There was laughter in the gym. I peered around the corner, it was Jackson; he'd returned.
I looked at the giant, and Tony. I'd already taken a dislike to this Jackson guy, and I was getting an idea.
-- End of part 2
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