Residual energy (Patreon)

Dude, you could of washed your hands before you left work. Wait, don’t you work in an office? Is that mud m, oil or something else.

I have absolutely no idea. I’m guessing from the surroundings that it’s grease from the cars round here.

Why do you sound so different?

Well I’m not certain but I think I’ve got the body of a youth that works here. All I remember is walking past here, a youth running up behind me, then I saw someone running away wearing my suit. At first I thought someone had stole my suit but now your saying all this shit about my hands being dirty and sounding different I’m guessing he took my body too.

And left his in return, fuck man, that’s hot. He must be one of them body snatchers.

It’s not hot at all, I don’t want the body he doesn’t want. I’ve read about this kind of stuff. Sometimes they initiate a swap to commit crimes, or worse, they have already done the crime and are passing the buck. Plus I’ve seen his hands, his arms and I’ve seen what I’ve is wearing I don’t want to see any more if I’m honest. I really want my body back.

Relax man, most of the body snatchers are just doing it for the thrill of a new body. I know I’d be happy to be snatched. You look pretty hot from what I can see, I wouldn’t mind seeing more of what your new body has to offer. It’s just so confusing. Am I me, just with this body or am I him with his body and life?

I think you should forget your old life now, these snatchers take bodies and lives. Your him now. It looks like your in your early twenties and a mechanic of some kind.

I don’t want to know, I really don’t want to know what I look like, I think I will forever avoid looking at any aspect of this body. I’ll never look in a mirror, never have a photo taken. I really don’t want it. What if we try to find where he went?

It won’t matter where he went, he won’t swap you back. If you seriously don’t want it, / him then I’ve heard residual body swap energy stays behind for an hour or two after the snatch. If you really don’t want it, I’d happily try and take it form you. What do you say?

I’d say yes if that means I get your body and life.

Really?

Yes, defiantly. We have known each other for years, since school age, we are almost 40 now, well your almost 40, I’m apparently 20. I really would give up all of what this youthful body has. I know you, we’ve seen most of each other’s bodies, I know your work. I know what I’m getting with you, but with him, this, I know nothing.

Ok, well we can try, but on one condition.

What’s that?

That once you have my body and I habe this one, we help each other out, financially, sexually and with day to day life, We stay friends, close enough friends that we could say we are brothers.

It’s a deal. just don’t touch your expensive suit with these dirty hands.

It will be your suit soon, and I won’t touch it. When do you want to try? I doubt there will be much residual body swap energy left, so we won’t have long to try.

I want to try right now.

What, here? In the open? Even though people might see?

Yes right here, right now. I don’t care if people see.

Ok, I’m going to take a run at you from behind. If it works then I will pass straight through you. And I’ll come out the front of you. Only I’ll take that body with me and you’ll be stood there with mine.

It’s that simple is it? And it’s not going to hurt?

Yes, very simple, it has to be. And no it doesn’t hurt, did you feel it happen when he stole your former body?

Didn’t feel a thing, didn’t even realise until you said something.

Ok, well here goes.

Moments later, I was standing about 100metres away from him. He lifted his arms up like he was in this picture and I knew exactly what I had to do. I had to run towards him as fast as I could and at the last possible moment I needed to jump and try to get my body to line up with his perfectly. I needed as much of my body to hit him and there fore pass through his as possible. I’d never done this before but I had read about it. It said this position was the easiest to emulate and that it had a higher success rate the faster I ran. HERE I COME.

I was running faster and faster he was getting closer and closer. At the last possible moment I jumped into him. I felt my self land, but then carry on running for a moment. I soon stopped and Turned around. I saw my former self stood there. I looked down at myself, I had the greasy hands and arms, I was young again. I loved it.