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Damien watched as the teenager, finished forcing himself into the giant. A few minutes later Tom was on his feet and getting dressed.
"So what happens to him now?" Damien asked.
"I'll check into a motel someplace, get out of the gentleman and then restore him. His membership has ended so he'll go back to how he was before."
"Shame," Damien muttered as he followed Tom from the room he grabbed a few tubes of liquid, some orange, others blue.
In the lounge, Greg was still sipping his drink. He gaze followed Tom as he left, but then his attention was caught by Damien. They stared at one another for a moment, and then Greg turned away. Damien grinned to himself and walked out.
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"In a bit, that OK with you Richard?" Greg asked his step-son who'd just walked in.
"That would be awesome Greg, chest day right?"
"Sounds like you've got it all planned already," Greg chuckled.
"Well, don't be late," Rebecca said as she left.
Greg watched as Richard grabbed a few sodas from the refrigerator. "Fancy doing something different?" Greg asked.
"Uh, what?"
"Suppose I take you to the mens club this afternoon instead?"
"That would be kinda cool, but mom said I should never go there."
"She just doesn't want me to corrupt you with all the things that go on there," he said with laugh.
"Really? What sort of things?"
"Suppose I show you, but don't tell you mom, right?"
Richard nodded and they both left for the club.
"Wow! This is an amazing place," Richard exclaimed as he walked through the doors.
"Pretty impressive huh?"
They took a few seats and Greg before Greg had got comfortable a young server handed him his usual whisky.
"My name is Nathan," he tapped his name badge, "and I'll be your server for today."
"That is service, is it always like this?"
"Pretty much, they really look after you here," Greg replied.
"Sir, is this your first time at the club?" Nathan asked.
"Yes," Richard replied, "hopefully not my last," he added smiling at Greg.
"If it's OK with your father, I can show you some of the facilities we have available to members and their guests."
"You want the tour?" Greg asked.
"Do I? You bet," Richard eagerly replied. He got to his feet, and started to follow Nathan, but when Greg didn't follow, he turned around. "Aren't you coming?"
Greg chuckled, "I've had the tour, go enjoy yourself." He watched as Nathan took his son through the open doors and towards the lake.
"We have a pro-level golf course, jogging paths that tour the estate, and a gym with an adjacent Olympic size swimming pool."
Richard was speechless, as they approached a cluster of elegant trees.
"I want you to stand here, and take in the view," the Nathan suggested. "Many of our new members find this spot particularly restful."
Richard took a breath, it was truly was a beautiful sight.
Lost in the moment he was taken by surprise when Nathan tackled him to the ground. Confused Richard tried to struggle, but the teen winded him with a punch to the stomach.
"What!" Richard gasped, only to have the contents of a tube; a blue liquid, forced into his mouth. He choked, but Nathan held his hand firmly over Richard's mouth. He continued to struggle, but his strength was fading. Nathan got to his feet and checked the area, nobody to be seen.
Grabbing Richard's feet he dragged him into the shade of the trees.
Richard lay motionless as the teen began to undress; black t-shit, shorts and trainers, they all came off, but he wasn't finished. He pulled at his mouth, then pulled it back, his body was just another part of the uniform. From inside the teenager, Damien pulled himself free, kicking the lifeless teen to one side.
"It was kinda fun, they really should secure the staff changing room," he grinned, "someone could steal a uniform."
Damien stripped Richard, and was clearly impressed at his physique. "Greg was right, this kid's got potential to be something big!"
Damien tested the teen's mouth, tugging at its edges. The blue liquid always worked quicker. Satisfied, Damien began to invade Richard's body. Richard's mouth and throat expanded to ridiculous proportions, at one point Damien could feel the teenager being to gag and convulse. His body was trying to eject the invader, but Damien was much stronger and continued to squeeze his larger--and older frame into the flailing body of Richard.
Some five minutes later, Damien was almost completely transformed, only he head remained. He got to his feet and rolled his shoulders, he studied his torso and flexed. He was now in command of Richard's body an dit performed just like his own. All that was left to complete his disguise was Richard's face. He couldn't wait any longer, and reached behind himself, pulling the last of the teenager's identity over his own face.
Richard pushed at his feature's, and blinked through clear, bright blue eyes. "Yeah," he whispered, "I'm sorry son," he continued, tracing his hand down his pecs and cobbled waist, "but you were ripe for picking, and I needed a long term home."
He dressed, pulling on his clothes. Richard's memories were already available, so fooling Greg and Rebecca wouldn't be a problem.
Richard walked back to the main building, riffling through Richard's memories as he went. Greg was right, he was infatuated with him, but his feelings were confused. It didn't matter, the teenager was now under the control of man with a lot of experience.
Back in the lounge, Richard sat back down next to his step-father.
"You were gone a while, I was just going to go look for you," Greg said.
"Sorry about that, it's a great place," Richard replied. "Can we come again?"
Greg chuckled, "Maybe, but don't say anything to your mom OK?"
"Don't worry my lips are sealed." Greg gave him a sideways look and smiled.
They spent some time in silence, taking in the views across the lake before Greg looked at his watch. "We'd better be going, don't want you mom getting suspicious."
As they were about to leave Richard stopped him. He glanced over nervously, then looked down at the floor. "I need to tell you something Greg."
"Go on," he reassured, "you can tell me anything."
Richard leaned over, and in a low voice said, "I'm--"
"Gay?" Greg said. Richard looked surprised. "I've suspected for some time,
Richard blushed. "But I'm not here to judge, I mean, I know what you're going through I had the same confused feelings."
Richard's eyes went wide. "You are as well? But--"
"I'm bi, I love your mom, but I also like guys--not that I've seen any you understand. Rebecca is my one and only."
Richard's face brightened, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, and he hugged Greg. The man, was a little surprised, but quickly hugged him back. Richard look into Greg's eyes. "Can I call you Dad?"
Greg's lip quivered a little, and he squeezed his son even tighter.
"Only if we can swap now and again," he whispered into Richard's ear. Richard just buried his face into Greg's shoulder and nodded.
After a few minutes, they left with Greg's strong arm around his son's shoulders.
The End.
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