Seanday Drama: The Island, pt3

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As Peter slipped in deeper, his back started to flex and twist. An outline emerged, that of another body; smaller than Peter. As the last of Peter disappeared into Jordan the figure popped clear, but remaining motionless.

Mario rolled the interloper over. He recognised him instantly; it was the teen he'd seen squeezing into the girl earlier. "Fuck, no wonder Peter didn't want to get into Jordan." Mario shook him, but he was out cold.

Jordan started to groan, and Mario helped him to a chair. "Wow, Mario?" Jordan gasped.

"Yeah, what's your name?"

"Peter--," he replied, but then added, "Jordan?"

Mario brought Jordan up to speed, he figured the teen must have pushed into Peter after he'd left him while he looked like Ramon. "Little fucker was inside you for the past couple of days," Mario muttered.

Mario watched for a while as Jordan--now with Peter inside--touched and explored his body. "So you don't remember anything since Tuesday afternoon?" Mario asked.

"No, nothing. Damn this guys body feels so strong," Jordan exclaimed.

Mario looked down at the teen. "We need to get this under control, we need to own this shit. Put it to good use. Not just blow it off with parties."

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Donor

It was a simple technique that had been developed after years of medical research. Intended to help the sick and injured. It was a small electrical device implanted into a donor's palm that allowed a healthy body part to be duplicated into the body of a sick or injured person. It has amazing results where people needed heart or lung transplants and for people had lost limbs as the result of war and the like. It of course had identity theft written all over it and consequently was strictly controlled. There was of course the odd rogue trader out there who sold body parts for a living. Knowing they would never be able to get caught as they would simply exchange their own 'parts' with that of a completely innocent person. The system on a medical level was completely unprotected and allowed people with the implant in their hand to pass on the technology to any body else as if a donors hand contained an implant and they duplicated it to someone else then the recipients hand would also contain the implant. Also when two people had an implant they could exchange body parts they could even exchange entire bodies.

The 'rogue' market was mainly for people who were in happy with their cosmetic looks and if you were willing to pay then you could have the million dollar looks everyone dreamed of. It was only complicated when people had specific orders. If someone wanted to have the face of a famous footballer then the donor would have to get close enough to that footballer, duplicate their hand onto the footballers body and then swap their faces, they couldn't allow a duplicate face of a famous person, so the system was set up so that every image of that footballer was changed to match their new image. The only people that would know about whose face it used to belong too was the donor and the recipient. It was a look that someone was creating.

Seanday Drama: The Island, pt2

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Tony had taken the model's body, not for himself, but for his friend Peter--who had a crush on him. Although Tony was now inside Mario, it hadn't been a smooth transition.

Mario's swayed a little, then his eyes blinked open. He looked at Peter, and then smiled. "Hello." He held out his arms and turned on the spot, "So how do I look?"

"Perfect."

"I'm glad, because it's a tight fit," Mario replied. "But I like that," he added rubbing the crotch of his shorts. Mario tapped his lips, "Come on I know you want to."

"I don't know," Peter answered shyly.

Mario leaned forward and kissed Peter, long and sensuously. His tongue slipped into Peter's mouth explored. After a few moments they parted. "How was that?"

"Amazing, it was like--like Tony, but different."

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Seanday Drama: The Island, pt1

Tony and Peter were walking along the cliff tops. "It's been a great holiday huh?" Peter said. "Sad it's going to end soon."

Tony looked over his sunglasses. "It's not over yet," he replied and put an arm around Peter. He pulled him close and kissed him on the forehead. "Still got a few days yet."

Although the cliff were empty, the beaches below were packed with people. They'd spent most of the time there, although Peter was surprised when Tony suggested they took a walk for a change.

"Are we late for something?" Peter asked seeing Tony look at his watch.

"Nope, right on time."

In the distance a lone figure jogged dressed in shorts and a vest came into view. As they got closer Peter gripped Tony's arm. "Oh my God, you know who that is?"

"No idea," Tony said with a grin.

"It's Mario, you know that model."

"Really?"

"Shit, he is so hot."

Tony looked over his sunglasses, "Hotter than me?"

"No, no way Tony," Peter replied.

Tony grinned knowingly, and beckoned over Mario as he got closer. "What the fuck are you doing," Peter whispered.

Mario stopped and jerked his chin, "Hey, what's up?"

"Can we have a selfie with you, my friend has a crush on you," Tony said and then grunted as Pater elbowed him in the ribs.

"No problem, glad to," Mario said with a laugh.

Tony handed the phone to Mario and they all stood close. He took the picture and then checked the picture. "One more," Tony asked.

As he lined up the shot, Tony reached around Mario's neck and pulled him backwards. He struggled for a moment, and Tony grabbed his phone and threw it at Peter. "What the fuck are you doing?"

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Seanday Startup: The Front, pt4

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Garrett called again, and I pulled myself from Davy's memories and the thought of what Marcus may have got up to in his son's body.

Pulling the teenagers face from my own I reseated the suit back on the stand and returned to the other room.

I was surprised to see Jacob slouched. Even more surprised to see the teenager standing behind him with both hands on his broad back. As I cautiously approached, the smell something burnt accosted my nostrils. In Jacob's right hand was a pen, his name signed on a parchment.

"He signed then?" I asked.

"Yes, he did, willingly," the teenager replied. "Take a seat Jason." I sat feeling very nervous. "You understand what you're giving up?"

"Yes, everything, to be Jacob, and you'll guarantee me success," I told him.

"Good," he added, walking up behind me. I began to feel hot as Garrett pushed a similar parchment towards me. The teenager massaged my shoulders and I felt him trace his hands up my neck. He paused and moved his hands to my face. "I'm going to enjoy pulling on your body and becoming Jason Emmett Arquette. You're a smart kid, people listen to you, trust you."

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Gym Flow

Hey guys, sorry I’ve been inactive for a couple of months… It’s kind of a crazy story.

Seanday Startup: The Front, pt3

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The teenager turned and looked at me, "See you later Jason." I did a double take, as he went into the elevator.

Marcus met me inside, and I hooked a thumb at the door. "That kid, was that someone wearing a suit?"

"Yes, he's here to do some business. He's a very-very old customer. But before this prospective partner of yours arrives follow me."

He led me into the locker room and handed me the basket with my own clothes inside. "Take off Garrett, I'll wear him for the meeting. It'll be easier to talk."

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