venerdì 30 gennaio 2015

Al


<<Who are you?>> I asked my Brother Ryan.
<<What do you mean?>> He seemed surprised.
He was playing with his playstation, but he didn't seem to enjoy it as usual.
<<I know you're not Ryan.>> I said.
<<You're a crazy Jerk>> He told me. Fuck! He was really good at acting as my brother.
<<Even if you're acting like him, and everyone seems to think you're him, I CAN SEE you. I can see your real face!>> I said scared.
He was astonished.
<<Your body and your voice are of my brother's, but your face isn't>> I added.
He smiled a creapy smile.
<<And who do you think I am?>> he asked.
<<You're Al, our old neighbour.>>
He remained silent for a while.
<<So you really can see me. do you?>>
<<Leave my brother's body.>>
In that moment my mom came back home, greeting us.
<< Hi boys! I need some help with the shopping>>
He kissed my mom on the cheek, and it was disgusting, and after lunch he left.
When he come back I looked at him.
<< Are you still Al.>> I said, notincing his face.
<<Yes, Bro. I'm a bodyhopper, and the fact that you find it out could be good or really bad for you>>
<<W..what?>>
<<Yes. I can have a friend of mine taking your body too, or you can be a good boy and forget everything, start to consider me your brother.>>
<<T..that's sick, I can't>>
he smiled.
<<Plus, I know you have a feet fetish. Would your brother have left you lick his feet?>>
Saying it he removed his shoes and I felt all his aroma.
<<Come brother, lick them>>
I got so horny, and start licking those big feet.
<<Good boy>> he said << No one will ever know.>>



Drinking in Bed


<< What did I tell you about drinking in bed?>> I asked my 8 years old son. He was in my body, wearing just a pair of red underwear, in my bed.
<<That it's forbidden>> he answered in my voice.
<<Good boy. Now get dressed, you have to go to work.>>
He smiled.
<<Dad, you know what I just drunk? A special potion, made in the same shop where you bought the body swap spell.>>
I was confused.
<<So?>> I asked in his little body.
<<So, It will make you act just like if you were me.>>
In that very moment all became fuzzy.
He kept smiling.
<<Tell me, josh>> he asked << How old are you?>>
<<I'm 8>> I said showing my finger. W...WHAT? NO! I'm 38!
<<Good boy. And can you drink in bed?>>
<<No dad. It's forbidden!>> I asnwered acting just like a 8 years old boy. IT WAS A NIGHTMARE.
<<But what about dad drinking in bed?>>
<<Dad can do what he wants. It's his house!>> I answered.
<<Good boy. Now let daddy alone, I need some time by myself>>.

giovedì 29 gennaio 2015

My story- part 1


I hated summer.


My name is Tyler, and my parents used to send me at my grandpa’s house during the summer time. He educated my dad using the fist, and he used to do the same with me.  My grandma was a docile woman, not incline to question his husband’s will.
For this reason I used to pass a lot of time out of their house. I didn’t have friends there, and I didn’t understand why my parents want me to stay there!
One day I was walking along the seaside, thinking, when I heard a weird noise.
It seemed to be a suffocated scream of pain. But where did it come from?


“it hurts”


 I heard it, in my head.


I looked around, there was just sand.


 it hurts”


something repeated.


<<I can hear you. >> I said out loud. <<What are you?>>


After few seconds it answered.    


“pain”


<<where?>>


“under”


I looked down, there were some rocks. I moved one of them finding what looked like a green worm.





“dying”


I was astonished. Was this worm communicating with me?


"What can I do?"





“weak”


It was still.


I don't know why, but I touched it. And then all become blank. I felt something inside me, in my veins, in my brain.  


I woke up hours later. I was in my room at my granpa's house. My head hurt.





“It's normal if it hurts”


The green coloured worm was on my desk.


<<What happened?>>  I asked.


“You saved my life Tyler. And now you're home”


<<H..how do I...Do you know my name?>>


" I have been insjde of you Tyler. I have been you. So I know your name, your relative's names, your habits, your flavours. I have looked into your pure soul, boy. I've felt your loneliness, your fears, your kindness.”



I didnt know what to say.


"I had to get inside of you, because I was dying. I needed energy. I became you. Normaly I would have lived your life for a while and then went away. But I wanted to give your body back as soon as possible as a thank you for stopping by when you heard my pain."





It didn't make any sense! I had a lot of questions, but I couldn't make my mouth to open.


“You are tired. When one of my specie interfere with your organisms, it's very stressful. Now sleep. We'll talk tomorrow”


I slept without dreaming, for more then 12 hours, then I was waken by my angry grandpa. He was complaining that it was a shame for me to sleep  at 11 in the morning.


I almost forgot what happened the day  before when I saw the thing hiding on my desk.


“how are you? Have you rested enough?”


"Y...yes" my mouth was dry.


"Go to have breakfast, we'll talk later"


I was starving, so I did what it told me. Then he explained me everything. His specie couldn't survive for long out of a human body, they lived as parasite the lives of others. They always existed, but their existence has always been a secret. We talked a lot that day. It was kind, and gentle, so when he told me he had to go to find a new body I felt very gloomy.


<<Can’t you stay a little longer?>>


“I can’t survive out of a human body Tyler”


<<Then take mine! Take my energy! But stay!>>



“If I stayed in your body, we couldn’t talk! It wouldn’t make any sense.”



<< I KNEW YOU WERE SICK!>> My grandpa just entered the room. << ARE YOU REALLY TALKING TO A WORM?>>
<< G...grandpa>>
<<I WANT YOU OUT OF HERE>>

"Tyler, exit the room"

I did what he told me. Few seconds later my grandpa exit the room too, and he smiled.





<<Sorry Tyler, it was my fault if your grandpa discovered us. I entered his body to change his memory.>>
<< W..what?>> I was astonished.
<< It's easyer talking from a human body!>> he said my my grandpa masculine voice.
<< Done! he won't remember anything about you, and the worm!>> he said. 
<< It's time for me to go>>.
In that very moment I had an idea.
<< Stay! You have the body now!>> I said.
<<What? But he's your granpa>>
<< Are you able to act just like him?>>
He took some minutes, and the he shouted:
<< YOU LITTLE SICK!>>
I got scared! 
<< No one will tell the difference, but you. I promise>>
I immediately hugged him. And he hugged me in respond. 
<<Thanks>>



mercoledì 28 gennaio 2015

Dad's Invenction

12 years old Chad, was playing with his best friend Tony.
It was a sunny evening and they loved playing toghter. Their favourite game was "Dad and son".
"Let's play Dad and son!" said Chad. "I'll be the son".
"Ok but today it will be different!", Said Tony taking a big bodysuit from its schoolbag. It seemed made of skin!
"What's that?" asked Chad
"It's a bodysuit! My dad latest invenction! I stole it from his laboratory!"
"but...it look like my father!"
"Yes, today I'll put this on!"
Chad start laughing! It seemed a stupid idea!
"Your dad invenctions never work! Let's play as usually without stupid masks!"
"My dad's invenctions work!" Replied Chad
The ended up arguing and Tony left. He was very angry.
Chad has only been honest, his friend's dad invenctions were always so silly, and he shouldn't get mad for somone telling him.
On the other hand Tony was very angry, and wanted to show his friend the worth of his dad's invenction. He decided to come back at Chad's house, and he silently walked in. Chad didn't notice anything, even when his friend went into his dad's room.
He quickly wore the bodysuit and then looked in the mirror: PERFECT.
He was an exact copy of Chad's dad.



He smiled looking at his reflection.
<< Good Evening, I'm Mr Willson >> he said in a strong baritone voice, to verify that the voice modulator was working. PERFECT.
He wore a shirt and a pair of boxer, then called Chad.
His friend walked in suprised.
<< Dad! I didn't hear you coming home >>
He didn't seem to have any doubt of his father identity.
<< Because you're always distracted by your videogame Chad.>> He said faking angriness.
<< Have you done your homework?>>
<<Yes, dad.>> Said Chad
<<Good boy, I'm gonna have a shower, and then we'll do something togheter son>>
<<Ok dad.>>
That was going to be very fun!



martedì 27 gennaio 2015

Do I have to?


<< Uff dad! Do I really have to do it?>> My nine years old son Jeff asked me, in a perfect copy of my angry expression.
<<Yes Jeff! Now get dressed! Don't you want your friends - I mean MY friends to find you like that?>>
<<But why can't I go to play with my friends??>>
<<Because you lost our bet son! And for tonight I'm gonna be you, and have fun! Be kind with your Mom er...YOUR WIFE!>>
I told my son, and the went to play!

venerdì 23 gennaio 2015

Princess Towel


<< Do you like the Princess Beach Towel that I bought for you, Sweetheart?>> I asked  my niece Eliza, now in my body.
She smiled with my face and answered:
<< Yes Grampa!>>
I hushed her, in her 9 years old body.
<<What did I tell you about calling me that way?>>
<<S...sorry Gram...I mean Eliza>>
<<Good. In return for giving you this beautifull towel, would you keep impersonating me for the rest of the day?>>
She smiled, and then hugged with my big arms.
<< Of Course Sweetheart. Now go play with your friends, no one will suspect a thing!>>
I love my nice!