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Trevor bowled in, and dropped his rucksack. "Damn, what a day! Can't believe how much homework I've got, what about you?" he said. I looked at him, and he must have seen a wave of panic wash over my face. "You all right Bro?"
I was more than panicked. I had a raging hard on I couldn't control, and I only had scraps of Kenny's mind, barely enough to hold a convincing conversation.
Grabbing Kenny's bag, I headed towards the door. "Fuck, you just reminded me, I've got to pick it up!" It was a lie, but I needed to get out. It would take about an hour before I had full access to his memories.
"Back in a bit," I said over my shoulder as I left.
I headed for the library, following the signs into the main building. As I walked, a few people nodded, or chucked their chin. I had no idea know who they were, at least for the moment.
As I reached the place, I got flashes of images. Kenny's memories were starting to surrender. Along one wall was a series of tables and couches, lounging in one I spotted Rob reading a graphic novel; Spider-Man.
Taking a seat, he looked over the top of the book, and raised an eyebrow. "Sup."
"Taking a break," I muttered, he nodded and returned to his book.
I spent some time playing a game on the mobile, Kenny's memories were coming through fast now.
"Heard, you got a modelling gig," I asked.
"Yeah, so they say. Got two places kissing my ass now."
"Oh?"
"Was meant to fly out with one guy at the end of the week, but got a better offer from another place." I swallowed, and thought of the bonus slipping through my fingers. "You're still rooming with Trevor, right?"
"Yeah."
"Tell him I need to talk to him, tell him about this other guy."
"But," I stammered, "didn't you agree to go with the first guy?" I felt sick, this whole thing was falling apart.
"Shit changes Bro'," he smirked, and returned to his book.
I could feel a sense of envy welling up inside my borrowed body. Rob, he had it all--on a plate. I bit my lip, family as well. That confused me. By now I felt I had a good handle on Kenny now, so I collected together my stuff and headed back.
As I walked I pulled at his memories, digging and discovering. Trevor had been his friend for a long time.
Then I stopped in my tracks and stumbled to the wall, I felt Kenny's depression swallow me up. Kenny's life was in bad shape, parents were divorced. He'd been living with his dad, half way through the semester he'd been told his father was in hospital, he'd had a heart attack. He'd rushed back home, with Trevor, but his father had died before they arrived.
Trevor's family did all they could, helped with the funeral and final business. Kenny had felt lost, and he was drowning in dispair. He had no family to speak of, his mother just wasn't interested and he hadn't heard from here for years. Trevor's family made him welcome, and persuaded him to return to university to at least complete the year.
The faculty re-shuffled the rooms so the two of them could be together. It's then I realised why Trevor didn't want to leave, he'd realised Kenny was walking a cliff-edge, and he was scared for his friend.
Back at the dorm, I found Trevor studying. I sat on the bed, and watched him for a while.
"Some guy came around today, said he'd offered you a modelling job, but you'd turned him down?"
Trevor sighed, and turned to face me. "I've got my studies to complete, need to finish this."
"He said after a few years you could easily return."
He rubbed his forehead. "Bro, it's not just that."
"Then what?"
Trevor looked uncomfortable, squirming almost. "I'm just not ready."
"But--"
"I don't want to talk about it."
He returned to homework, and I decided not to push him any further--at least not yet. I still had a few days.
As the weekend approached, I kept on the pressure. Finally the truth came out. He told me that he wanted to stay with me, I told him I'd be OK, but he didn't budge.
I knew, Kenny would suffer and Trevor was really keeping him together. I felt Trevor would benefit from the modelling, and I'm not just saying that because of the bonus, but he was struggling with finances, so was his family.
As I laid in bed on Thursday morning, and then a solution became clear. I bit my lip, this might work!
We both had free periods in the afternoon and as we headed back to the room, I exposed needle to the sedative, and as Trevor walked through the door, I jabbed him in the neck. Within minutes I was lifting him onto his bed.
I shucked my clothes and laid, face down on Kenny's bed. It was time to give him back his life. Inside his body I began to prise myself from his being, separating once again into two. I jerked a few times, pulling my head from inside his.
Again, I felt the tightness, two beings inside a single skin. Struggling, I turned and found the weak spot once again. It must have looked hideous from the outside as I forced a few fingers though the exit. Eventually I was able to open a space, and began to twist and free myself from the confines of Kenny's body.
As I pulled my last foot free, I turned to see the opening bind and vanish. Kenny's body spasmed for a moment, I left him to recover, he'd be asleep for a while.
From under his bed, I reclaimed my stuff and in particular my mobile. I made the call back to the office, and was immediately put though to the manager.
"Tell me they're both going to join the agency," my manager asked.
"I tried," I explained, "but another agency have approached them, and we've lost the contracts."
"Shit! You let them slip through your hands. Forget the bonus," he growled. "You're fir--"
"I quit," I yelled, and I hung up. I looked at the phone, I'd made some money, but I wasn't happy. Like Kenny I envied the people that had everything going for them.
I looked at Trevor, he was a good kid. He had so much potential, but he was being held back, because of his dedication to a friend in need. I could change that, and be a winner.
Not losing any more time I stripped Trevor of his clothes, I knew this was going to be the only way to change his mind.
Again, I had to rub up against his back, looking for that weak spot where his skin would bunch up. I found nothing, so I turned him over, and worked on his front.
Finally I found the spot; just below his abs. I forced my fingers, a hand, an arm inside; then a second. Pulling I opened the space and pushed my head into the darkness. The struggle began; pulling the remainder of my body inside Trevor.
Finally I was in! I shifted around, getting behind the sleeping essence that was my new host. Taking a breath, I pushed into Trevor's being. I felt his strength, his mind, I felt it wrap around me, warm that gave me a sense of glowing confidence.
My eyes opened, and I was staring at the ceiling. I sat up, swinging my legs over the edge. I attention was drawn to Kenny still laying on the bed. Trevor's compassion swept through my mind, and I glimpsed a memory of him holding Kenny. He was in tears, a broken kid, and a vow to be with him always.
I groaned, and got to my feet redressing in Trevor's clothes. I'd already decided this was going to be a one way trip. Nobody would miss me, but Trevor, there were so many lives he'd already touched. It wouldn't be long before I could pose as Trevor--perfectly, but even now I felt a responsibility to continue his life, just he would.
As his memories began to blossom, I dressed Kenny. I knew once he awoke, he'd believe that all my actions had been his own, but I knew he'd be confused.
Sitting at Trevor's desk, I began to familiarised myself with my new identity. It didn't take long before I was able to unlock his laptop and check his email. Rob had sent details for the other agency. It was a good offer, and Rob was flying out tomorrow. Said he'd got me a ticket, because if I was as smart as I was meant to be I'd be on that jet as well.
After an hour, any boundaries between Trevor and myself had vanished, there was just me now.
I studied myself in a mirror, chiselled jaw, perfectly sculpted hair and faultless physique. I glazed, lost in the dark eyes of the young man's reflection. I smiled, perfectly.
Returning to Kenny, I gently shook him.
"Hey Bro, wake up let's go out get some air," I said.
He let out a groan, and looked over at me. "Go out?"
"Yeah, to the park."
As he slowly got to his feet, I stripped once again and pulled on some shorts. Kenny was still in a daze, also changed.
My friend left to get his pickup, I hung back only to put some sedatives in my pocket.
I took time to talk to him, and about the modelling offer. He told me he remembered a guy visiting and talking about it. He told me I should take the offer. "I would," I told him, "but only if you could come as well."
He laughed, "What, as your personal assistant?"
"That might work, you can carry my kit."
He shoved me, and called me a jerk as we bought some cones.
Looking at me, he gave me a serious look. "I want you to go, you deserve it--I know why you don't want to, it's me, right?"
Tipping my head, I looked at him, "yeah, you dope. You need looking after."
He snapped his fingers, "Just remembered, Rob wants to talk with you. That agency guy spoke to him as well, but he's found a better offer. He's such a lucky fuck!"
"You really don't like him do you," I laughed.
Kenny pulled a face. "He's just everything falls into his lap. Mr Perfect. Damn-it, you should go with him, I only wish I could go as well."
I grinned, that was all I needed. The seed was planted, I just needed to nurture it.
"Suppose you could come with me, but you'd have to give up everything. Would you?"
"What have I got to lose?" I replied with a sigh.
"What if I could wave a wand, and make you look like Rob. You could take his place, would you?"
He laughed. "Urr, let me think. Tall, dark and a jock that's arleady got a scholarship in the bag without trying. Duh!"
"Keep that in mind, let's go talk to the jerk and see what he's got to say."
Reluctantly Kenny took me to Rob's apartment.
We arrived, and Rob invited us in.
"You want a beer?" he asked. We both accepted, and as we followed him into the kitchen I flipped the cap on the needle and jabbed it into his neck.
"What the fuck!" Kenny exclaimed as Rob fell back into my arm.
"Shut up, and help me. He's heavy!" I wasn't joking the 6'4" jock was a heavyweight, and all muscle.
Kenny grabbed his feet, and we carried him through to the bedroom. We dropped him on the bed, and my friend looked at me.
"What the fuck's going on Trevor?"
I looked at the hulking teenager, his shirt did little to hide his physique. "This is when I get my magic wand out, and you take Rob's place," I told him.
"What?"
"If can make you look like Rob, would you?"
Kenny looked at the ebony skinned jock for a long time. "This is a joke right?"
"Answer the question, would you?"
There was another long pause. Then he whispered, "Yes."
"Good choice," I said with a smile, and I started to pull at Rob's tight black shirt.
"What are you doing!"
"Giving you a new start, now help me get him undressed."
Kenny was in shock, but while still bewildered, he helped me undress the jock.
I rolled him onto his front, and started to massage his back hoping that I'd find an entry point. "Get your shorts off," I said.
Then I found it, the weak spot in his middle back.
Kenny gasped as he watched my hand push inside Rob's body. I worked my other one in and made the opening wider.
Glancing at Kenny, I could see his eyes were wide. "How?" he managed to say.
"Trick I learnt, you ready?"
"Ready--ready for what?"
"Bro there's no magic wand, but you can still take Rob's place. Just get inside."
"But. WHAT? I mean, I can't, I don't know anything about him."
"Don't worry you can get back out with my help, and once you're inside you'll know all about him--trust me."
I pulled at the opening as Kenny crouched down. "Just get in," I told him.
Gingerly, he began to squeeze through the opening. Rob's skin was stretching as Kenny made his progress up his muscular back.
"Ok, now pull your feet in as well."
"I can't see shit," Kenny said in a muffled voice as he drew in his feet, and the opening sealed itself.
"Push yourself into place."
Kenny's progress was easy to follow, right up to him pushing his head up Rob's bull neck.
"Ok, now what?" I heard him mumble.
"You feel that soft mush you're laying on?"
"Yeah"
"That's Rob."
"Eww, nasty!"
"Push yourself into it, its like Jello, Mush yourself inside it!"
There was silence for a moment, then Kenny's outline began to move. A wriggling movement, and after a minute any sign that Kenny inside the jock was gone.
Rob gasped, and rolled onto his back. He gazed into thin air, then brought up his hands and looked at them. "Holly shit!" he muttered in a deep voice. He jerked upright, and looked down at his torso. "Shit!" Jumping to his feet he found a mirror and studied his reflection. "Fuck! I'm him!"
"Yup, I guess I should call you Rob now," I said with a grin. Rob turned, and looked at me, then grabbed me in a hug. I gasped, "OK, can't breath!"
"Sorry," he laughed and released me, "can't believe how strong I am now."
"No problem, you'll get the hang of it."
Rob paused. "Oh yeah, I can remember--stuff, and it's not mine!"
"Won't be long and you'll have everything."
I sat in a chair, and watched as he discovered his new body. After an hour it was evident that he was in possession of everything that was Rob. He confidently walked around the apartment, picking up his clothes and dressing.
"I can't believe you did this for me, Bro'."
"Rob, we're going to rule the world together. So talk to that other agency and tell them we're *both* ready to go!" I slapped him on the back, "I've got to get going."
"You're leaving?"
"Why not? You're Rob now. Start packing, we're leaving tomorrow, right?"
He smiled, and I knew he'd found a new reason to continue, and thanks to Rob I think he's going to be OK.
---End.
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