The Abduction (body swap sci fi)
by zulator
DISCLAIMER: It is not the intention of the author to make any claims on the sexuality of the characters presented herein nor having personal knowledge of their lifestyle.
Chapter One
It was another Saturday night at ZeeTops, the hippest night spot in town, and a group of friends and myself just arrived and were getting past the security and paying our cover change. I was so energized that night, and me and my friends--Robert, Sam, Raul and Tim--were all hot to mingle with the crowd of eligible women and maybe strut our stuff on the dance floor. The place was so electric and exciting to behold. We found a table and we all sat down. A waitress came over smiling and we ordered a couple of pitches of beer and the night was ready to start. We all looked pretty good, I must say, four studs dressed in style and bodies to match.
The beer arrived as we were teasing and laughing about some of our past relationships and there were some other friends and a few girls that came by to say hi. We each poured a glass and everything was right with the world, the music and the company--man oh man--our testosterone levels rising to the occasion.
About an hour had passed and we had all gotten a chance to dance a bit and we had ordered more beer and we were all pumped up and into the mood of the place. Robert and Raul were both hitting on this one girl and Sam and followed me into the men's room to relieve our bulging kidneys while Tim was propositioning the waitress. As we stood side-by-side at the urinals pissing away, Sam was telling how much fun it was to be there and about this chick he had been playing peek-a-boo with across the room. We zipped up, washed our hands and headed back towards the table, and the place was just packed with guy after guy looking for some action and it was so hot to know there would be lots of males juices flowing before the sun rose the next day.
As we made our way through the crowd of people, there was some kind of commotion going on at the entrance to the club, and it was hard to see above the heads of all the people what was going on. Then there were a few screams and I grabbed Sam and said, "Hey bro, let's see what's coming down."
As we got closer to the exit I felt a strange feeling and it wasn't just me either. Sam was experiencing it also. It was like we were walking in slow motion like in a dream and the screams had subsided because everyone in the club was unable to speak. I tried to find Robert, Raul and Tim, but I couldn't move and talking was impossible--it was like my jaw was too heavy to open my mouth. Soon the dance floor was cleared as bodies were forced back and these two men in black body-hugging suits with hoods and their faces covered stood in the middle of the floor and it looked like they were holding some sort of device in their hands. The two guys started to speak in a very strange language that seemed to cover a wide spectrum of the audio range and it was irritating to listen to. One of the men then set off a spinning device in the middle of the floor and it sent out what seemed to be bright laser rays in all directions. I tried to close my eyes but my eyelids were too hard to move.
It was so weird. One second I was in a crowd of guys and girls and in a flash just as the spinning device stopped, I was now in just a crowd of guys, and from the viewpoint of where I was standing, I could no longer see and girls in the place. It was like they had all disappeared and I would have shit my pants right there, except I had no control over my body.
Soon all the guys in the place were lining up in rows, and it was like they were puppets being sorted by height and weight and age. Soon my body was moving, but not under my control and I was swept over to a line of guys, and at that point I had lost my view of Sam and still couldn't see Robert, Tim or Raul. Now in the center of the room there must have been 10 lines of guys and I figured about 15 guys per line. I was about in the middle of what seemed to be the right side of center, and I knew if any of us guys had any body control we would be either jumping these guys or be shitting or pissing our pants were we stood. I was so quiet now I could hear my heart beating. I was so nervous and probably would have been sweating buckets but this control over us prevented us from reacting to the situation. We were all looking forward as the two darkly dressed men made the rounds up each line of guys, stopping at each one and taking out a scanning device to scan each guy. Depending on the indication on the device, the men would screech out either one of two strange words. I couldn't see what was happening exactly because my peripheral vision sucked but I learned quickly that when one of the words was used, I heard things fall to the floor and the sound was about the same, like clothes falling with some jewelry too.
All I could think of is who and what could these people be. The equipment they were using was much too sci-fi to be from this world, and as the men got closer, it was evident they were involved in some selection process, keeping some guys and making others disappear. But to where I wondered? As the men got closer, I finally got a glimpse of Robert and Sam, but Tim was still out of view and I watched as Robert got scanned and that terrible shrieking word came out and Robert was gone! His expensive clothes and jewelry fell to the floor like a magic trick, but again I couldn't move or respond. Then Sam was scanned and my heart was beating like mad, and the other word was shrieked out and Sam was ok it seemed and the process proceeded.
Soon the men were in my row and came up to the guy in front of me. I think I knew him, but his name couldn't come to mind. He was on the track team at college if I remembered
Zizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz went the scanner over his awesome body and then the rejection word I had heard so often was spoken, and the guy just vanished and his designer clothes, underwear and his jewelry fell to the floor in front of me. Oh fuck, I was next.
Zizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The device scanned me and I could feel every muscle group in my body tingle and when it hit my balls and cock it lingered a bit and I got rock-hard immediately. I was having the most intense climax of my life, all the sensory controls were on high and I could feel the flood of sperm leaving my cock in a flash, but my pants felt dry as a bone. Then the other man spoke and I heard the other word. I must have passed cause I was still there and the process went on.
It seemed like there were more rejections than guys passing this test, and with each rejection shriek my mind was trying to deal with the loss of the youth and the futures of all those rejected bodies. All that untapped youth now gone--wasted--never to breathe another breath of air or have fun or enjoy another night of sex.
It seemed like an eternity but the scanning ordeal was over and I could feel my body being made to walk again and a new line was created. However, those who remained seemed to fill one line of guys and I could see pile after pile of clothes strewn around the floor. What was next, I thought to myself, and what about Raul and Tim? I still couldn't move my head or respond physically.
In a few minutes the spinning device was again put on the floor and the laser beams shot out with great intensity and my body became airborne and all of us guys were now streaks of light traveling down this pulsing ray.
When we had arrived, where ever that was, we were lined up single file and each one was put under a shower like device that sprayed down a milky white substance, that seemed to melt away everything that was on a guy's body and left him nude. Then the next guy behind him was sprayed and this went on till all of us were done. In a flash, we were all put in this white room with no doors or windows and suddenly I could start to move and I had my bodily controls back again. There must have been about 20 guys now and we were all looking around at who was saved and to my joy, I could see Raul and Tim across the room. I immediately made my way towards them and we all embraced and began to cry. We all wanted to know what was going on but asking the question seemed like a waste of energy since no one knew the answer. Similar reunions were happening in the room and for a time it was good to hear human voices and emotions. Looking around it made sense now, we all pretty much looked alike in body style and age, and we had become some elite group of male subjects but for what we had no clue.
Chapter 2
We were so happy to see each other; the fact that we were completely nude seemed unimportant to us. In comparison, I was very tan with dark hair, brown eyes, 5'9" and 159 pounds. Raul was a mixture of Mexican and Hawaiian and was naturally olive skinned with brown eyes and thick black hair. Raul stood about 5'10" and was about 160 or so. Tim was very pale in comparison to us but his features were striking and very handsome. Tim had dark black hair, deep blue eyes, stood around my height and similar in weight like Raul. I guess what made us stand out so much were our physiques, each one of us had perfectly formed chests and flat defined stomachs and tightly formed and molded asses. I suppose we could be classed as having model bodies and looking around the other guys were about the same. No one seemed to be older than 30 in the room or younger than 21.
As we all began to mingle around to get to know one another, I was hearing different ideas on why we were probably chosen like this. Some were wild, like we were chosen for our breeding capabilities; others thought it was for some prostitute gang that was going to force us into male prostitution. Then the ideas got even weirder since all of us have heard stories of alien abductions and being probed and cut open for whatever reason.
It was amassing how in such a short time 20 guys had bonded so closely, and we made a pact that we would all look out for each other no matter what.
None of us knew if we were in a special building somewhere or if we were in a spaceship headed for some godforsaken planet somewhere, but by the look on everyone's face, we were all saddened by the loss of close friends and acquaintances that we lost at the dance club. Just as we were all resolved to our fate as captives for whatever reason, part of one of the walls in the room we were in was moving, forming a hallway that seemed to extend a few hundred yards. Then, like before, we were all being pulled into a single file line and we were moving down this corridor and we looked like gym stud puppets all in a row with our hands at our sides making our way down the hall.
The hall soon lead us to what looked like a cafeteria, with big white tables filled with all kinds of food, and once in the room we were given our body controls back and we all found a chair and sat down.
"I suppose we're to eat something," Raul said.
"Yeah, I guess, but what are they fattening us up for?" I replied and Tim seconded that. The food on the table however was not junk food. On the contrary, it was good nutritious low fat food, so the notion they were fattening us up soon seemed ridiculous. The guys all started to take something they liked and eventually I did too. What the hell, I thought, might as well. We all picked and ate what we wanted, and then sat back and chatted again amongst ourselves, till the wall in this room began to move and another hallway was created and like before, we were all standing and filing down the hall like puppets again. We got to a section of the hallway that appeared to have one side of it made of clear glass, and as we went past this portion of the wall we could see into another room, and to the amazement of all of us, there still alive and sitting in very comfortable looking lounge chairs were all the other guys who we thought had been rejected. The clear glass-like wall didn't last for long, but I could make out Sam and Robert and it looked like they were sleeping with headsets on their heads. I even saw the two bouncers that worked at the club, and guys that probably worked for the dance club. From what I could see, not everyone in this group had the same physique type, and just as I was trying to take in as much as possible, the view was gone.
I felt so much better knowing my friends were still alive, as well as every other guy who was in the club that night. Now I was really confused, as were the rest of us. What was this all about? Why the two groups of guys? We all ready knew pretty much that our group was all gym bodies, but this other group of mixed body types and ages seemed weird to us. Soon we were entering another room, and this one was filled with Bow Flex machines, and upon entering, each guy was forced to stand in front of one of the machines. Once we all were in, we regained control and there was a sigh of relief from most of the guys, now knowing that the other men in the club had been spared.
As we stood there, we wondered what was next? Were we going to work out now and for what reason? Suddenly, I felt compelled to sit on the bench of my Bow Flex and then further compelled to lay back. All of us were being forced to do this, and soon the handles of the machine were in our hands and we were starting a regimen of exercises that lasted for what seemed like hours. All of us were gleaming with sweat as every muscle in our bodies was worked repeatedly and all of us looked so pumped. It was like we were models for the machine itself. I had to admit I felt damn good after the workout. At least they aren't going to let us get out of shape, I thought.
Then as before, we were standing up again and forced into a single file and the wall moved again and we were headed down a hallway that looked like a long shower stall. A watery liquid was spraying on us now as we moved down the corridor and the effect made us all seem to feel refreshed. By the end of the hallway we were all dried and now were entering a room with lounge chairs like the ones we say the other men from the club using. Soon we were all put in front of a chair and then made to sit back. Once our heads hit the back cushion, a headset device was put on us.
The headset was emitting a low mellow tone that seemed to relax me quickly and soon I was drifting off to sleep, as were the other guys. I began to dream now and it was very strange. I was in a gym working out and it seemed so real. I was working out and could feel everything, like I was actually there. Soon I recognized Robert come into the gym and he was smiling and wearing a tank top and loose silky gym shorts. As in real life, I smiled back and we were talking, and we were just talking back and forth like we probably would in this situation. Soon as I was pressing weights, Robert walked over with a huge bulge in his shorts and I was curious as to what had given him such stimulation. I always thought Robert was straight, so what was it, I thought? Before I knew it, Robert was pulling my shorts down and pulling my cock out of my jockstrap and was sucking me. Yeah! He was giving me the most incredible blowjob and I was overwhelmed with the whole scene. As he sucked me with such precision, he was also probing my hard chest and I was in ecstasy. Shit, I thought, this is so fucking awesome, but this would never happen in real life. This was definitely a dream for sure. After I came and Robert sucked my dry, I thought to myself, this is a dream because I am sleeping. It all was making sense, I thought. We were abducted to have dreams? Na, that didn't make any sense. Hmm, but this would have definitely not have been one of my dreams, I thought. I like Robert, but I don't dream about him giving me head? Then I thought some more and it hit me--maybe this is Roberts dream? Hell, I've known Robert for a while but maybe he was bi or gay? And was this his dream to suck me off at the heath club?
Before I could think anymore, I was dressed in my swim trunks and was on a beach somewhere. I was sitting on a blanket with an umbrella over me and the beach was very tropical with palm trees everywhere and the temperature was perfect. I was laying back on the blanket and feeling great, but I was confused because it was a place I had never been before, and since I was dreaming maybe this is someplace I saw on TV? I looked around and noticed a nice drink next to me and took a sip and just planned to enjoy this as much as possible. Soon I opened my eyes and standing in front of me was of all people, the bartender from the dance club, wearing a Speedo and tank top. The guy wasn't really bad looking I suppose, but he certainly didn't have a Speedo body, he was kind so slender and not muscular at all. I sat up to say something and noticed that I was now wearing a Speedo also, and just as I was digesting that change, the bartender was on top of me kissing me and grinding his Speedo pouch into mine. I couldn't understand this dream. I wasn't gay nor did I have an attraction for this guy or any guy for that matter! Why was I put in to this dream, I wondered. The bartender had me all hot and I was rock-hard now and I didn't push him away at all. I let him do what ever he wanted to me and before I knew it our Speedos were gone from our bodies and he was on top of me and my cock was deep inside his ass and he was riding it and moaning. I just laid back and let him do what he was doing--shit, it felt great--but I knew I would never dream of this. HOLY SHIT, I thought, of course! This was the bartender's dream--it had to be. Every week I go to the club and get a drink, that bastard is thinking of doing this to me--that has to be it. But why am I being forced to be part of his dream, I thought. Let him dream on his own; why do I have to participate? Whatever that reason I exploded inside this guy and he was fucking clamping on me like a vice and he milked me for every drop I had. Then in a flash he was kissing me again and I loved it--just as if it were my desire or my dream.
Then just a quickly as this dream happened, it stopped and now I was walking down a street in town and it was getting late I could tell, and the street looked unfamiliar to me, but there I was walking. I was dressed in my routine casual clothes: baggy jeans with my waist band showing and a tee shirt and my Nike's. I was feeling ok in this dream, but I was trying to figure out what I was doing there but I was getting a headache trying to figure it out so I just walked along and just figured I was lost or something. Soon I heard this screech of tires and this dark van pulled up next to me and this big black guy pulled me in to the van and it took off again. Now I was scared shitless as I am quickly undressed of my clothing by this big sweaty guy and I recognized him as the head bouncer at the club, and before I knew it, my legs were on his shoulders and he was pumping me with his thick 8" cock. I was shaking as he penetrated me and it hurt like crazy at first but soon I am moaning along with him and he was deep in me sweating buckets over my hard chest and stomach. HOLY SHIT, I thought. I was now living in this guy's dream. I guess this guy has had this fantasy all this time and now he is living it out and so was I. God, his cock was so thick, and my anal muscles were tightening around it and he was obviously very happy and experiencing an ecstasy he had always dreamed of. Before long he was blowing his huge thick black juices into me and I could feel that my ass cavity could not hold the quantity he was delivering, and the excess was oozing out around his thick cock. He was pretty much spent now as he began to slow down a bit and he looked me in the eyes and said "Your white stud body is mine now" and in a flash I was tossed out of the truck and rolled onto a grassy area and I was breathing hard and trying to catch my breath and stand up, but my balance was all wrong and I kept falling over. God, I shouted what the fucks wrong with me? I rolled to a street sign and pulled myself up so I was standing, but I knew something was different as I looked down at myself. I was the black bouncer now--6'4", 300 pounds and a huge chest and gut--and it all felt so weird as I kept wobbling around to get used to standing in this new body. The realization had come to me that this was that bastard bouncers dream--to fuck me, fill me with his black jiz, then steal my body! I was about ready to yell and cry, when I opened my eyes and I was back in the lounge chair and the headsets were coming off me and I was made to stand up again. I was all sweaty now as all of us were filled out like we were brought in, and we went down the hall past the glass wall again and I could see all the other guys from the other group now standing and it was obvious that there was a lot of white cum on their legs and stomachs as they marched away from their loungers.
We came back into another white room and once we were all in, we were given control back of our bodies. As soon as that happened, all I could hear is OH FUCK this, and MY GOD that, as all of us were involved in similar dreams with one of the guys from the other group. Tim and Raul hurried over and were both talking at the same time telling about their dream sequences. It didn't take long for us to finally understand what was happening. We had surmised that the first group of guys that were taken, that we thought were gone, were actually all the gay and bisexual guys from the club, and we being the straight men who were the objects of their sexual dreams. What a concept! We went back and forth discussing it.
Hearing Raul's adventures and Tim's was so amazing, and after a while, the tales came from every guy in the room and I think we were all sporting hard-ons. It was so incredible to know what some of these admirers of ours were fantasizing about us and we had no clue at all that we were an active part of their dream world. Getting raped for real or in a dream, still would give me a feeling of being taken advantage of, and I felt used and abused, just like the other guys did. How long was this going to go on, I thought? Our conversations were interrupted as we all were put into a single file again and were headed down another hallway.
Chapter 3
We all headed down the hallway as we had been doing so many times before, but this time the hallway ended at another white room, and we were all made to stand perfectly straight and still. Soon, for the first time since the club, the two men dressed in black came right out of the wall, and walked up to us holding the same equipment they had at the club. They started to rescan us for some reason, and they started with the last guy to enter the room. Zizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. God I could remember that sound and a chill went up my spin. Again the two spoke only one of two words, and the first guy passed the test. The shrieking voices of the men were giving us a headache and I couldn't wait till this was over.
The men got through about six guys and then the seventh guy was tested and I heard the other word spoken and the guy disappeared like at the club. Holy shit, I thought, did this guy turn gay or something? Must have, I thought, or why else would he disappear? The scanning keep up and I was next. Zizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Oh God, please, I thought. I am straight, I said to myself. Yes, I thought as they spoke the passing word and the scanning proceeded. By the time they had rescanned the rest of us, four more guys disappeared, which meant they must have turned bi or gay because of the dream sequences they experienced. But why, I thought, what is their purpose in all this? Are we just turning them on big time or just providing them with our sexual pleasures? We were down now to 15 guys and I could tell everyone left was nervous as hell. Just as quickly as we came in, we shuttled out of the room, down a hallway and surprisingly we came back into the Bow Flex room and we were all standing in front of an apparatus. As with before, we were made to lie down on the bench, and the regimen of exercise began again. Again this seemed like we were working out for hours, I was really feeling pumped now and of course drenched in sweat. When we were done, we headed single file down the hallway again that sprayed us down and I was feeling great again. Soon the hallway ended and we were at the room with the recliners again, and like before we were in front of one of them and made to lie back on the cushion and the headsets were reattached to us.
Like before I fell asleep again. Soon I was in my room at my apartment sitting on the bed reading a magazine, thinking wow this is great I'm home again, almost forgetting I was dreaming. Soon a knock at the apartment door could be heard and I got up to see who it was. Through the peephole I saw Sam, and immediately opened it.
"Hey man," I said hugging him. "Dude, it's so good to see you," I said. Sam seemed very pleased and came in and we started talking about school and stuff. Sam was from Saudi Arabia, and was slender but defined, and had thick black hair and always sported a 5 o'clock shadow it seemed and his body hair was dark black and he had a nice tan skin color. Sam stood almost 6 foot tall and weighed around 165 and had the hottest smile and nicely shaped lips and bedroom eyes. I motioned to Sam that I wanted to show him this stuff I found in this magazine I was reading, and as we walked towards the bed, I began to feel cooler for some reason, and not until we both were sitting on the bed did I notice we were both nude. I stared at myself, then Sam and then myself again. Oh, of course, I thought. This must be Sam's dream and before I could think anything else, we were both under the covers kissing and grinding our cocks together. Sam was moaning loudly and he hugged me tightly. Then he was inching down my body, licking my neck, my pecs then my abs and then my balls and cock. Oh this feels so good, I was thinking to myself. Is this really what Sam thinks about all day, I thought? Soon Sam had flipped me over and was now eating my ass out and the sensation was incredible. Of course I had never had this done to me before and I was moaning in sync with his moans. I could feel Sam's tongue enter my hole and he began to tongue-fuck me with a passion. My cock was getting rock-hard as he was turning me on completely. Oh God, I was saying as Sam came up with this thick long dildo and was pushing it into my tight ass at the same time he was beginning to take my cock in his mouth and both sensations at once was driving me over the edge. Holy fuck, I thought, how much ecstasy can one man stand? I was hot now, burning with the need to explode. Sam had gotten me so hard I was pumping out a thick stream of cum and he was drinking it up like it was expensive champagne. Oh God, it felt like he was sucking it out of me with a straw and I could feel my ball sacs collapse. Then he was on me again and we were kissing like mad and then all of a sudden he was feeding my cum to me, like he had regurgitated it and I was tasting my jiz for the first time ever. We kept wrestling on the bed that and his dark 5 o'clock shadow of a beard was rubbing all over my face and it felt so good.
Then Sam pulled away for a second and carefully put his lips over mine and blew his entire lungs worth of air into me and I felt my body stretch and my cock get rock-hard and all I could do is close my eyes and enjoy the sensation. My eyelids opened and I was looking into my own eyes now and I felt my face and it had thick stubble on it, but I was still me! It was clear I was inhabiting Sam's body and he was in mine and the thought of it was outrageous and we kept kissing and wrestling around more and before I knew it my slim tanned legs were over the shoulders of my former body and Sam was using my body to fuck his and for the first time I felt what my cock felt in his ass and it was unbelievable. Sam's fantasy was truly one of a kind and I just let his dream go on and he fucked me with such a passion. I was blowing his load like a fountain as he worked me into a climatic frenzy. Oh shit, is this what Sam's climax is like, I thought? My God, this kid had an amazing sexual response and as I was thinking all this he exploded in me, and the frenzy kept up and I was huffing and puffing in disbelief of having this incredible experience.
In a flash, I was back at the club, in my clothes sitting at the table with Robert, Sam, Tim and Raul and everyone was laughing like nothing was wrong and it hit me that I must now be dreaming someone else's dream, but whose, I wondered. I must have looked a bit scared or something cause all the guys were kidding me--"Hey Mark, get with it", "You haven't touched your beer" or "Man, that girl is looking at you, shape up". I tried to let the dream play out and just joined in with the fun, taking my beer and drinking about half. Then this girl came up to our table and asked if I would dance with her. The guys all smiled and I got up and we walked out to the dance floor. I was smiling and asked her name, and she said Sherry and I thought see looked familiar, but wasn't sure. As we danced, I was really getting turned on and then I remembered who she was. This chick was in one of my classes at school, and she was very hot, but for some reason I never made an advance because she had some boyfriend in town. It was all slowly coming back to me and I wondered why I was having this dream about her. Soon we were dancing closer and closer and I knew if this kept up we would have to get a room before the night was over. By the end of the dance we were kissing and had made some plans. We went back to the table and I told the guys that Sherry and me were leaving and they were all smiling telling us to have a great time. Everything was going great, but I couldn't for the life of me figure this one out. Was I having Sherry's dream? We were outside now and she couldn't keep her hands off me and we had to stop to kiss we were both so hot. It was so weird. She had my shirt practically off as we got to my car, and I knew this wasn't the place to have sex. We were both giggling as she now had tossed my shirt into the back seat and now she was pawing at my pants and I was totally turned on by her advances. I knew I had to get out of there or we would both be in trouble, so I started the car and headed out of the drive way. I wanted this dream to go on and on, and as I drove Sherry had my cock in her mouth and was sucking me. I was a man in heat, now and all I wanted was to find a bed, any bed, and relieve my male desires. The sensation was so intense, I began driving in circles and we ended up parked behind the club. I was so hot I just wanted to fuck her brains out now. I flipped my seat back and she was undressed in a flash and she wanted to be on top. She put her legs around me in such a way so my cock could enter her and she was moving up and down on my cock and I knew when I came it was going to be a huge load. She was yelling "Oh Mark, oh Mark" and I was moaning and shouting, "I love you Sherry, I love you Sherry". She heard me say that and looked at me kind of weird and said, "You love Sherry?"
I was almost out of breath but I replied, "Fuck! Yes, of course. Now don't stop!"
She began to laugh and I couldn't figure it out. Everything was going great and then this. Was she a wacko or something? She just kept repeating "You love Sherry, you love Sherry" and she became obsessed with and just kept going and I was getting annoyed as hell and my cock was going soft. I sat up and grabbed her by the neck.
"What's up bitch?" I shouted. "Either let me fuck you or get the fuck out of my car." I couldn't believe I was so harsh, but, fuck, she got me worked up and then went wacko on me. She just kept laughing and then humiliating me.
"What's the matter, Mark? Can't keep it up for Sherry?" And it went on and on.
"Fuck you, bitch!" I shouted. "Get the fuck off me now."
She became really enraged now and I was getting scared since I was lying down on my back and she was on top of me. "You're a fucking wimp," she cried out. "You're not a man if you can't keep it up."
"Fuck off bitch," I shouted, and she slapped me hard in the face and grabbed my soft cock.
"You don't know how to fuck Sherry." Then this guy walks up and it's Sherry's boyfriend and he was 6'2" and looked like he was a professional weightlifter. "Oh fuck, Carl," she shouted.
"I've been watching babe. This guy doesn't know how to fuck Sherry, now does he babe?" The guy kisses Sherry passionately and then said, "Let's show him."
I looked scared. "What the fuck are you planning dude? I have no beef with you so just take your bitch and leave."
"Yeah Carl, let's go," Sherry said.
"No way," Carl shouted. "This is my dream, remember?" And with that he snapped his fingers and Sherry body instantly transforms into mine and he pulls her out of the car and she faints realizing she was now Mark the stud.
"Holy shit," I shouted. "You're not going to do what I think you're going to do are you?"
Carl smiled and snapped his fingers again and instantly my hard male body was transformed into Sherry's and I had big tits and my cock was gone, replaced with a cunt and in an instant Carl was on me and I keep yelling for him to stop, but it was Sherry's voice. Before I knew it this big guy has his clothes off and was penetrating me and I couldn't fight him off. He rammed his thick 8" into my new cunt and I didn't know whether to piss or what. He was pumping me with his big cock and I decided fighting him would be fruitless. I was moaning in Sherry's sexy voice and I was feeling what it was like to be a girl and be someone's bitch. Carl's dream was to humiliate me and fuck me as a girl, and he was reveling in his glory.
"How do you like getting fucked as a girl Mark, How is it my man? How many girls do you get all wet Mark and never fuck? Tell me Mark!" He was fucking me deep and wildly and all I could do is try to let the dream play out for him. He was grabbing my tits now as he fucked me. "How does it feel to have tits, Mark? Did it feel good to lose your masculinity?"
I was shaking my head cause I would never have chosen to be a girl; I was too much the man's man. "Please stop," I yelled. "You got your point across. I just want to wake up. Please, please."
Then Carl grunted and arched his back and let it go and with a deep thrust, pumped me full of his hot cum and I tried not to enjoy it, but I came too and experienced Sherry's climax. Then Carl got off me and just began laughing and walked away going on and on about how he taught me a lesson. I got the seat back up and stepped out of the car to get my clothes back on. Damn, my ass hurts, I commented. Holy shit, I'm myself again, I shouted. I was about to pull up my boxer briefs and gobs of Carl's thick sperm load was dripping out of my ass and down the back of my legs.
In a snap I was back in the lounge chair and I was drenched in sweat. Then I was standing and we were all marching like robots back out of the room and down the hallway. In my mind I knew I didn't want any more of this stuff. What were they trying to prove? Are they just trying to see if they can make us gay or something? Who were these people, I thought and why me?
We entered the cafeteria room again and we were given our own body control again. I quickly sat down and was crying as Raul and Tim came over.
"Mark, Mark, I know man this sucks big time. I don't want to tell you about what I just went through," Tim said. "This is degrading and what's worse is, I am beginning to like it."
I stopped crying for a second. "What did you say?"
"You heard me," Tim said. "I think I like it, the gay sex, I mean."
Raul stepped in, "Mark I think they are turning us into faggots cause I agree with Tim. I sort of like it now and look forward to the next dream."
I stood up and call everyone to attention and the room quieted down. "Listen guys, I want an honest answer," I said sniffling. "I want to know if you guys are liking this or not? Raise your hands if you do? Be honest," I say almost breaking into another cry.
Slowly the hands go up and I am left the only one without a hand up.
"God damn it!" I shouted and I turned to punch the wall. "Those bastards!"
Tim got up and grabbed me. "Mark, it's hopeless man. If you like it, you like it! Fuck, why lie? Maybe we have just been too homophobic. I mean, maybe being with a guy isn't the end of the world, man. I liked it, Raul liked it and shit we all liked it."
"Mark, we all have experienced new things here. We can now see the world in a new perspective and appreciate things a little better now," Raul sputtered out. "They're just feelings, Mark. Love is a feeling and there is nothing wrong with love where ever it comes from."
I looked Raul in the face, "Dude, this stuff wasn't love. It was pure kink and porn. And to think that these guys in the other room want to do all this stuff to us is plain scary!"
"I think what we got was all the pent up feelings and desires all at once. These guys resented what they thought they couldn't have or be like," Tim added. "Mark, now seriously, if you knew you couldn't have something, wouldn't you go to extremes dreaming of ways to have it?"
"You have a point," I said. "But, what about now? What happens next?"
Tim and Raul and the other guys start picking at the food. "Mark, whatever is next can't be worse than what we have already experienced! Here now, eat something or you'll run out of energy."
"Right," I said and I grabbed a few things to eat and we waited for what was next.
Chapter 4
We all sat there munching down the food and it seemed everyone except me was hoping for another round of hot dreams. Before long the wall was turning into a hallway again and we were all compelled to stand and we marched along like robots again down the hallway. Soon we were in the exercise room again in front of the Bow Flex machines and we all started the regimen again. The workouts felt good to me, and almost washed away the stress and doubts I had and it felt great to stretch and pump up all the muscles on my body. When we were done and made to stand up again, I noticed all the guys were sporting a hard-on except me. I was the hold out I guess but I didn't care.
Soon we were standing and marching away down the shower hall, getting cleaned and ready I suppose for another round of dreams. I was the only one not smiling, but it was the principle of the thing. I was a straight guy and liked that lifestyle. As predicted, we entered the room with the lounge chairs again and we all were made to lie back and the headphones were attached to our ears again. I drifted off like the rest of the guys and the adventure started again.
I drifted off very fast and was feeling very comfortable now like I was in the most comfortable bed I had ever been in. I didn't want to open my eyes, the longer I kept them closed I imagined, the longer I could stall what was coming next.
When I finally opened my eyes, I was in a large bed, but not in a bedroom, it was more like a laboratory and I was nude with subtle warm lights glowing above me. I was so comfortable that my cock was rock-hard and I was thinking about all the hot sex I had ever had. My hands were folded behind my head and I lay there just enjoying my physical stimulation to all I was dreaming, I wanted to start jerking my cock and start the climax sequence and blow my load, but for some reason I didn't have to do that cause it was all happening without my help.
Then I heard a pleasant voice speaking and a nice looking guy appeared next to my bed wearing a white medical coat and was smiling. "You want to let your load off, don't you Mark?" he said.
I grinned at him. "Oh yes sir, this feeling I am having is incredible," I said.
"That's great Mark! You know there are many guys who would love to feel what you're feeling right now. Did you ever think about?" the man said.
"No and why should I?" I replied.
The guy giggled and then said, "Well, you have large following Mark. Guys would give anything to know what you're feeling right now, knowing what it feels like to have your body, feeling the tightness of your physique and the sexual excitement of your youth and overactive sexual responses."
"Why are you telling me this and where am I?" I said.
The guy just grinned at me for a minute. "You ready to climax, Mark?"
"Yeah," I said "In a big way too."
"Great." He smiles and takes out a remote control device and presses a button. In a flash I'm standing in front of the bed of my friend Tim and he is jerking off big time.
"What's this all about I ask?"
"Well Mark, Tim is thinking about you and jerking off. Would you like to know what he is experiencing?"
"What kind of question is that? Isn't that kind of a personal thing? I'm sure Tim has his reasons and desires and they are private."
"Well, I think you should know what he is experiencing Mark. He is trying to imagine what it's like to be you and to be shooting your load."
"Yeah so what," I said.
The man takes the remote again and pushes another button and instantly I am Tim lying on the bed and he is now me standing in front of him.
"Oh God," I shout. "I'm Tim," I shouted.
"Yes you are and how does it feel?"
"Oh shit, it feels awesome!" I knew what he was thinking and I was going to explode. In a few seconds I climaxed as Tim and shot an huge load up into the air and Tim is in my body jerking off as me and he is moaning like made knowing first hand what it was like and he screamed with excitement finally having the sensations of my body and he exploded too shooting all over his own body. The man made some notes then pressed another button and Tim and I switched back and I could see his lingering ecstasy as he laid there still moaning.
"My God," I shout. "That was incredible. I actually felt what Tim was desiring and it was awesome."
"I thought you would like that Mark. Now you can begin to understand what others think of you when you are the object of their desire," he said.
"Well yeah, I guess," I replied.
Then the guy took the remote and pressed another button and instantly I was standing in front of my high school coach and he was jerking off with a passion. I looked at him. "Holy shit! That's my former coach!"
"Yes Mark, and he had some pretty hot desires when it came to you. Would you like to know what they were?
"Oh, please," I scoffed. "That's his private stuff. Why are you making me do this?"
"You need to know Mark." And he took the remote and pressed a button and instantly I was the coach jerking off and feeling all his desires and he was now me standing in front of his bed.
"Oh my God," I shouted as I realized all that he desired of me and I jerked off even faster. The coach in my body was jerking me off big time, and he now felt what it was like to be me--all the tightness of my body and my youthful vigor and hard cock. The guy just watched us both taking notes and soon the coach shots a rather heavy load out of my cock and was in ecstasy now knowing first-hand what jerking off in Mark's body was all about. I too exploded in the coach's body, feeling his buildup and all his desires and letting go of his load and feeling his climax first hand. "Holy shit," I shouted as I realized what it was like to be older and have this desire for my body. The coach didn't shoot as much as what my body could do but the experience was indescribable.
The remote was pressed again and we were switched back. The guy wrote down more notes, and then with another press on the remote, I was standing in front of my neighbor Mr. Degan. He was jerking off hard and was wearing a cock ring too. Mr. Degan was retired and pretty old I thought, maybe 70.
"What do you think he is going on in his head, Mark?"
"Oh shit, why are you doing this to me?"
He pushed a button and I was in Mr. Degan's body and he was in mine. "Now Mark, Mr. Degan has a real hard time getting off, but I think you should experience his desire and very limited climax."
All of a sudden I could feel Mr. Degan's every desire and I could visualize how he saw me in his head. He wanted to be me with a passion and I was feeling frustrated as I jerked him off. My God, I thought, this poor man will never get off. Mr. Degan, on the other handm, was in my body jerking my cock off and knowing what it felt like to be young and sexually-responsive again. He was jerking and feeling his chest and stomach, and he kept repeating oh yes, oh my. I knew what he was feeling would be so intense that it was good he was in my young body, because he could not handle it in his own. I kept jerking him faster and faster but his cock would not get very hard at all and even though the mental desire was there, the physical response could not keep up. Finally, I could feel what must have been his climax cumming and I tried to work it harder. Then I did feel the buildup coming and I got excited, and just as the peak was there, it subsided before I ejaculated and once I did ejaculate there was not sensation left to enjoy. Cum just oozed out Degan's cock. On the other hand, Degan was in total mental and physical ecstasy as he brought my young body to climax and everything responded at the right time--the climatic sensation, the pulsing out of thick ropes of white jiz, and the lingering sensation that keep his young cock throbbing for minutes afterwards
The guy in the white coat let Mr. Degan stay in my body a little longer before he switched us back. I jerked a bit feeling the change as I was now back in my own body and Degan returned to his.
"So Mark, are you beginning to understand what desire some men have for you?"
"Yeah, I do. So are we done now?"
The man wrote down some more notes, and then turned to me. "Not quite yet Mark." And he pressed another button and I was standing in front of my brother Jason.
"Oh come on, this is ridiculous," I shouted.
"No Mark, not ridiculous at all. You see your brother jerks off thinking about you all the time, and at 14 years old, he is just exploring his male sexuality and you give him a lot of sexual fuel. I think he should know what your sexual drive is all about Mark and you should know his." And at that, another button was pushed and I was in my brother's body.
"Oh fuck," I shouted now knowing what he thought of me, and his desire to be like me had made great reason for him to jerk off too. I was working his cock and I could barely remember what it was like when I first found out what a climax was. My brother was in my body and now knew what I was all about. He was working my cock for all it was worth feeling every inch of my body as he brought my body to its climatic stage. I was also feeling the sensations of a young body going through puberty and it was such a fantastic sensation, as the build up began and I could feel my brother's watery load getting ready to shoot. My brother was achieving a climax he could only dream of now as he was arching his back, feeling every muscle in my body tense as he blew and intensely thick load out about four feet. I finally got off in my brother's body and it was intense also but the quality of cum was nowhere close to mine, but the sensation was very good. Once my brother had come down from his sexual high, the remote was pressed again and we returned to our own bodies. Dang, I thought, my brother has these kinds of fantasies about me? Fuck, I thought, I had hoped he would not turn out gay, but then again maybe this was a normal desire or reaction from such young kid.
"Well Mark, did you learn anything from that episode?" the guy asked.
"Yeah, I sure did. My brother has a problem," I giggled.
"Oh does he?"
"Yeah a big one, if he is jerking off thinking of me."
"Well Mark, you don't fantasize about anyone?
"Well, sure I do, I guess but that's my business."
"Well, I think we need to explore this one a little deeper so you will understand that you are just as weak as your brother and the other men we have been testing here."
"Oh shit, do we have to? I admit I have fantasies, but so what! What will exploiting mine do for you?"
"Well Mark, you are an pretty special example of the human species. You have keep your body very well and have a pretty open mind, and you have a very kind and loving way about your fellow humans. You're not a selfish as the rest we have tested, yet you too have hidden desires and we are not trying to embarrass you, but rather show you that your fantasy is just as valid and intense as what I have witnessed here."
The man took his remote and pressed a button and I was standing at the foot of the bed of one of my sports heroes, Pete Sampras. My hero was sleeping on his back in his boxers.
"So Mark, here you are with your sports hero. Don't you wish you could be in his body now and experience his male sexuality?"
I stood there and was getting rock-hard. "Oh fuck, this isn't fair at all. You know I do, so what is the big deal?"
The man pressed a button on the remote and instantly I was in Pete's body and I was looking at myself standing in front of me, but my body was asleep as Pete was before I entered his body. Within seconds as I realized I was now in Pete's body; my cock swelled and I was tented pretty good. I wanted to jerk off his cock now and experience Pete's sexual responses so badly, so I pulled his boxers off and just started to jerk his cock and rub his hairy chest. Pete's right arm was so strong because it was his famous serving arm, and I was jerking his cock off with such ease. I found searching Pete's mind he had a few desires of his own, and found he once desired having a smooth muscular body, but had suppressed it. As soon as I brought this desire to the surface, his cock got rock-hard. It was so hot being this hero of mine and to have his cock under my control was more than I could ever have dreamed of. Soon I had his body deep into this sexual fantasy of his and he was spewing his rich thick Sampras cream all over the place. Oh how I wanted this sensation to last forever; I knew I would never have this opportunity again. I looked back up at my body and I was shocked to see that Pete had discovered my smooth muscular body and was jacking me off too and it brought me so much pleasure that he was going to climax because of my body. Once Pete had shoot my load and his moaning subsided. The remote button was pushed again and we were back in our own bodies.
"Holy shit, that was incredible!" I shouted. "I want one of those remotes," I smiled. "But I still don't understand this experiment of yours? Why is all this personal pleasure stuff any of your business?"
"Well, actually it is our business, because this experiment in male sexuality we have been performing has shown us that you Earthlings pretty much tend to be homosexual in nature. Whether that is good or bad, we as a species have no right to make that determination. You all pretty much desire what you don't possess, and those who seem to have it all, still desire for more."
"Oh and you aliens know it all right? You know the human race so well, do you? Maybe you're just jealous of us and are lacking in your sexual needs and desires. I think you guys are just getting off on our animal instincts."
The guy just stood there and jotted more notes down. "Well Mark, you might just have something there. You see our race doesn't experience sex as you know it. Our bodies don't have the same stimulus centers as humans do, and proliferation of our race is done as a matter of need and is not a pleasurable event at all. In fact, our version of sex is a very violent affair because it is actually painful. Anyway, we have studied your physiological makeup and have found that we could easily sustain a quality life if we modeled ourselves after the human species. Actually, Mark I am the first of my race to make the transformation from my species to yours, and I must say you humans have many valuable senses and these bodies, if cared for and nurtured correctly can last long enough for our needs. Therefore we have decided to alter our entire race to become human."
I just stood there in awe at what he was saying. "But I don't understand how this experiment has helped you to understand human sexuality, except to know that we can dream and fantasize about each other, which we see as a weakness of sorts."
"Ah, yes your weakness is just the point. We long for bodily pleasure and your so-called weakness is what we lack. We desire to be like you humans for exactly that reason. We have been living your dreams from millions of miles away, and have now finally been able to do this live experiment and actually live your sexual desires live, and we find your fantasy life precisely what our race has been lacking. We lack fantasy and whether it be, male/female or male/male or female/female fantasy, we see this as a way to make our lives more enjoyable. And as I said, our species is very limited in it's physical potential and yours offers us much, much more. Now let's get back," the man said and instantly we were back in the room we started in.
"So what now?" I said.
"Well, you're going back to the club with all your friends and things will be as they were before this all started."
"What do you mean? We will forget all about this?"
"Yes, pretty much. Can you imagine if you guys remembered all this stuff and knew who was having fantasies about them? No, that would cause more harm than good," the guy said.
"Oh, yeah I see your point," I said sadly.
"But you Mark, your memory will remain intact. Does that make you happy?"
I grinned from ear to ear, "Oh man, thanks."
"I am doing this because you're not like the others. Your desires are much more limited and well defined I would say."
"Well, I don't know what to say. I'm happy that you are choosing to become human, and I'm happy we have become friends and of course keeping my memories is a real plus. Oh, one thing before you send me back, what is your name? Or do you not go by names?"
"Well Mark, you can call me Delvon, its sort of a surname."
"Oh thanks, Delvon. I will never forget you or this for the rest of my life."
Delvon began to laugh, "Well Mark, I was hoping that you would be my contact from now on. You know, my man on earth?"
"Oh right. Sure Delvon, you bet," I shouted.
Delvon began to laugh again. "I can see it doesn't take much for you humans to get excited!" Delvon was looking at my cock and how stimulated it got. "I can't wait to start enjoying your human ways myself, but I don't have the background as of yet to display this response you have displayed."
I scratched my head. "But you just lived all of our fantasies didn't you?"
"Yes I did, but I still don't have a basis for it. I think what we are going to do is try to assume the body and mind of you humans that will expire, this way we will have a complete lifetime in our brains and begin to enjoy what you do now."
"I don't understand?"
"Well, your mortality rate is very high right now. When we are ready to become part of your species, you will notice that the mortality rate around the world will decrease, and when you see this, you will know we are arriving. We will also bring with us new discoveries in controlling the weather and crop production for starters, and these discoveries that your own scientists will find, will eliminate world hunger, disease and many other things your people have not control of at this point."
I could only listen with my jaw lowered as this alien told me of all that will happen.
"So Mark, don't worry. We are not invading your planet, we are just becoming human." I smiled and he hit the button on the remote and instantly I was back at the club and everything was as it was. The waitress was brining our third pitcher of beer.
"Hey guys," I shouted. "It's good to be alive." And I took my beer and we all did a toast.