Author’s Note: During the time in which I was writing this, I had been obsessed with the show "Awkward" which had Beau Mirchoff as one of the lead roles and I had a celebrity crush on the guy. Now that I'm older (and so is he) I think he's become even more attractive. I had to write a story with him and it just lined up well with the next part in this. In the original, the characters end up going to a movie, but their path goes in a bit of a different direction in this version.
This story was originally posted as two separate parts as chapters for the Summer Season (2015) titled "323: Enemies" and "323: Temp Bod"
During the night, a bright light hovered hesitantly outside of a window looking into a bedroom belonging to Tyler, a young man who was currently studying at his desk with his head buried inside of a book for his summer classes. The light phased through the window, turning black as the particles went through the glass. Long thin arms appeared from the circular body and grabbed the back of Tyler's head, pulling him backwards almost enough to snap his neck. He grunted and began screaming only to be stopped by the forceful entry of the unknown creature's arms into his mouth. The ball of black propelled itself into his mouth and the human choked, his head bobbing as he stared up at the ceiling with his eyes crying for help. Falling out of the chair, he twisted and writhed on the ground as he lost the ability to use his own body and stopped quickly, his whole body paused in an arched position on the ground. The creature took a deep breath in and then many more after that as he panted from taking over the youthful body.
Unlike 323, this creature takes over the body of any creature and that body becomes a husk, always available for the creature to control and use as well as obeying its every command from outside the vessel. This creature, gaining its new form to blend in, was the type of creature who hunted down aliens that didn't belong on their planet. He did not do it to protect civilizations or to maintain an economic equilibrium, but because eviscerating those that were not like himself felt invigorating. He was here for 323 and his name was Crow.
When killing, he absorbs an living creature's life force, leaving the hollowed out life form to crumble into a pile of dust. Stealing life from others is his species form of meth. A drug he takes and takes and without it he goes into a withdrawal and eventually turning into the same dust he forces others to become.
Tyler, or the creature controlling him, now had control over his breathing and ultimately his whole body. He had been inside of humans before and looked at himself in the mirror, lifting his tank top to get a look at the abdominal muscles underneath. He moved his hand down inside of his pants and squeezed the meat between his legs, beginning to tug and pull at the human erection which made his eyes roll back into his head. He loved messing with his hosts before a hunt. With a push of the waistband, his bottoms were around his ankles and he was moaning as he shot his load in front of him, all over the books he just had his head buried inside of
Cleaning himself up, he looked at himself in the mirror once more, grabbed his arm to feel the strength of his vessel and began his hunt for 323.
I was perched on top his dashboard as he drove towards the coast, sloshing around inside of the slight indent above the radio. To me, it was always fun getting a new body and I was looking forward to seeing who Michael had in mind. He like Cody so I'm sure his taste would be about the same.
Michael turned onto a small road which eventually brought us to a medium sized parking lot with cars parked in most of the designated areas. Upon exiting the car, his phone rang, a message coming in stating that his neighbor was on the trails behind the shoreline. He looked around, tiptoeing to see if he could get a visual and as I slithered onto his shoulder I noticed a man waving above the shrubbery. Michael noticed it too.
"That's him. His name is Beau." He said as I slid back into his bag. Michael traversed the sandy landscape until we reached the top where his neighbor has just stopped to take a rest.
"Hey, bro. Long time no see!" He said, tapping Michael with his elbow.
"I had just wanted to see what you were up to, kind of getting bored around here." Michael was a good liar. I knew he wasn't bored.
"Yeah, I've just been doing the same-old. Trying to stay fit for my girl and working my way up as a model." Beau shrugged, taking a drink from his bottle. His pecs had bounced while he was drinking and I could tell Michael liked it. I would have to take a mental note for when I was controlling him.
"Are you doing anything this evening?" Michael asked, moving his bag in such a way that it was pressed up against his belly. I quickly slid back inside and waited for him to completely open the pocket.
"Fuck yeah, dude. I was invited to a frat party which is definitely the crowd I like to be in, especially for pussy. Just don't tell my girlfriend. As long as I fuck her when she wants me to she'll be fine." He did a little dance, Michael once against checking him out. He was a little repulsed by this, though, and I understood that what he was doing was wrong or this Beau character didn't understand the concept of monogamy which he seemed to place himself.
"Oh, cool. Well, before you go can I show you something?" Michael grabbed the zipper and I readied myself. The teeth of the zipper detached from one another and I jumped out as soon as I could see the sky. I landed directly on his face, quickly squirming around to find his mouth. Michael was pushed backwards as Beau struggled and he managed to throw me off of him. This was not enough to keep me away and I slithered right up his leg and into the back part of his shorts.
"Oh fuck!" His bottle capped popped off as it hit the ground. He let it go to reach for his anus as I slithered inside.
"Wow." Michael said, standing up.
"Ooooh, fuck." Beau moaned, his eyes fluttering as I had gained access to his body. I lifted my arms and flexed them, looking at Michael through my new sunglasses. He was chuckling to himself and fixing his bag on his back.
“How do I look?” I spun in place, putting on a little show for Michael, using the notes from before. I could tell he liked it.
“Looks great!” Michael stepped closer and looked farther down at my bulge.
“Good.” I smiled and placed my hands on my hips, looking over Michael. I shifted in my shorts, taming my own erection. Michael pulled at the waist band and looked inside as it became flaccid.
"Hot." He looked up at me with a smile and bit his lip. We walked back to the car, noticing someone in the beach shop. He had knocked over a pile sand buckets and shovels, getting angry with the manager who pushed him out. The stranger pushed him back and then turned towards us in his black tank top.
“Maybe you can jump into him next.” Michael unlocked his car with the fob and continued walking, hoping to avoid any sort of confrontation. I had turned back as I buckled my seat-belt and noticed the man had followed us into the parking lot, his eyes dark and glossy like a black hole filled with clear nail polish. I could sense who he was and when he twitched his head my worst fears were reassured. I was in no mood to fight and I was still getting comfortable in this body. Plus, I didn't need Michael becoming worried about something that had nothing to do with him.
“Yeah.” I said, hoping that my voice didn't give way to my worry.
“Now that you have a temp, where should we take this bad boy?” Michael plugged in his phone and turned on a playlist, turning up the volume just enough to drown out everything except us. With the windows rolled down, his hair had begun to blow all over the place and when he looked over at me in the split second I forgot about the creature who was coming after and me.
“What’s one thing that you have always wanted to do?” I asked him, reaching for his hand.
“I don’t know. I’m kind of happy just being with you, but,” He slid his fingers into mine and squeezed them a little, “what about you? What is one human thing that you would like to do while you're here? I know you might be here longer than you expect, but just in case you have to leave early I want you to get the best human experience.” He let go of the wheel to make a dramatic gesture towards the road in front of him and his car's slight misalignment sent us slowly drifting onto the shoulder. He grabbed the wheel just in time to avoid the railing.
“We could go to that party he was talking about. I've always wanted to experience one for myself.” That would be enough to distract me and it would be enough cover to hide.
"Sounds good." He grinned, turning up the volume a little bit more and singing along to the music as I figured out how to use the GPS on my borrowed phone.
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