The experiment begins

"Okay guys, I've got everything set up. Samantha, how are you holding up?" Jessica said as she looked at Sam's brain waves on the monitor. The blue lines swirled and twisted, forming intricate patterns that hinted at the complex symphony unfolding within Sam's mind.

"I mean I guess about as good as I can be considering I'm about to let a bodyhopper mount me yet again." Sam replied, laughing nervously, her laughter echoing off the walls of the laboratory. "Still though, I guess it could be worse."

"Uhhhh yeah it could. At least this bodyhopper has a moral code. And I have a name by the way" James joked.

"Alright you two thats enough. Lets get started. Samantha remember your goal is to try and fight the feeling of sleep as long as you can. And James, try to slow the hopping process down as much as you can so Sam doesn't fall asleep too quickly. Understand?" Jessica instructed the duo, her voice crisp and authoritative. The trio gathered at the center of the laboratory, surrounded by various monitoring devices and equipment. Samantha was already connected to the machines, her pulse thrumming steadily in sync with the digital display on the screen.

"Got it doc!" James responded enthusiastically. Samantha nodded firmly, her grip tightening around the metal railing attached to the examination table. "Okay Sam, you ready?"

"About as ready as I can be. Be gentle with my body and try not to fondle my tits too much. I know you did last time because they were sore as hell when I woke up." Samantha grumbled, her tone laced with playful sarcasm.

James smiled and then began the bodyhopping process. He began to turn into a gelatinous liquid which flowed down to the base of Sam's feet. James felt the familiar sensation of losing his physical form as he flowed into her body through her skin. He slowly making his way up her legs and soon between her thighs. His path was nothing short of a sensual journey, one that led him ever closer to the apex of her femininity. As he ascended higher, he could feel the warmth of her body. Calling to him. It was moments like this where he understood why bodyhopping was like a **** for most hoppers. The feeling of mounting a woman was exhilarating. It was a the mix of power and control, a rush of adrenaline that coursed through every fiber of his being. His liquid form continued to work his way up her thighs until he'd reached her moist, hot core. He knew he didn't need to go in through her pussy but it was by far his favorite method. And since he did it this way everytime Sam just sort of assumed this was how it worked. He paused for a second, savoring the sensation of entering her innermost depths. Then, with deliberate precision, he pushed himself into her pussy, slowly just like the doctor ordered.

Samantha gasped softly, her breath quickening as the sensations enveloped her. She tried to stay alert, focusing on the physical sensations rather than letting herself slip into unconsciousness. Her hands clenched tightly around the railings, her knuckles turning white with exertion. As the feeling of pleasure began to wash over her, she **** herself to focus on her surroundings. She knew the initial shock of being invaded down there could cause her to black out right then and there. But she had to fight it. Sam learned a trick after a few times being mounted. The longer she could focus on one stream of thought the longer she could remain in the waking world. And she knew the longer she stayed conscious the more data Jessica would get. And she wanted to help Jessica. She knew Jessica's fear of bodyhoppers, and this was her way of helping her friend find a solution. Sam clearly remembered how broken Jessica was when a bodyhopper mounted her. It was a deeply traumatic experience for her friend. That hopper had taken two weeks of her life and simply ruined it by being a sex addict at the local bar. Jessica couldn't even go to that bar anymore even to this day. She'd gained such a reputation there that she feared showing her face. Everyone thought she was a slut. And now the mere memory of that place brought forth feelings of shame and anger. How dare that hopper do that to her friend. How dare he rob her of two weeks of her life. It was disgusting. Just the thought of it made her blood boil. How dare that hopper do that? How could anyone do such a thing to anyone else...how...how good does this feel? Oh god, how amazing does it feel when James mounts her? Sam's heart raced, pounding in her chest as the feelings intensified. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation of being mounted by James. The sensation of his essence flowing through her pussy was overwhelming, and she allowed herself to indulge in the sensuality of the act. The feeling of his form filling her up flowing up her pussy then down her legs then up to her torso. Like filling a class of water only she was the glass. James's essence flowed through her in a fluid motion that carried her away. Washing all of her other cares along with her sense of self. Sweeping her away to the all to framiliar dreamless slumber.

Samantha's body convulsed gently as it yielded to it's new owner. James felt Samantha's pussy contract tightly around him as the last of his liquid form flowed into her, trapping him within her folds. He reveled in the feeling of her soft flesh surrounding him. He could feel the connection growing between them. It was an intimate bond that transcended mere physicality, a link that went beyond the bounds of reality itself. This was what it meant to be a bodyhopper. This was the ultimate connection.

Dr. Jessica Yuri, for her part, watched intently from the observation room, her eyes glued to the monitors displaying Samantha's vitals. She took meticulous note of the slightest changes in Sam's brain activity, scrutinizing the waves of neural activity for any signs of disruption. At first, the monitor clearly showed Sam's signature brain waves, steady and unwavering. However, as the minutes ticked by, the screen began to shift, the familiar pattern of brain waves gradually giving way to James's interference pattern. She watched in silence as Samantha's signature wave struggled to resurface, only to be squashed by the opposing ****. Jessica's heart pounded in her chest, her eyes locked on the screen. The whole process was incredibly fast. One moment Sam's brain waves were dancing wildly on the screens and the next they were gone. Replaced by the monotonous hum of James's brain wave interference pattern. Jessica sat back stunned. She'd basically just watched her best friend's life essance get quashed out. And then something caught her eye. There it was, the little tiny blip every few seconds. A single bump that stood out among the monotonous hum of James's brain waves. It was Sam's brainwaves trying to resurface once again. Jessica watched closely as the tiny peak appeared on the screen. It flickered and then sputtered out before trying again a few seconds later, barely visible against the constant interference washing over it. Whatever remained of Sam's conscious mind was in that spike. A little spark that refused to go out. Despite the crushing weight of James's presence, Sam's subconscious fought desperately to retain control. The little spike was all but lost amid the sea of conflicting signals surging through her brain. Yet, it persisted, stubbornly refusing to give up. Every few seconds, the tiny peak would emerge, flicker, and then fade away. Jessica found herself mesmerized by the sight. She knew that it represented Samantha's determination to regain control, to resist the tide of James's control threatening to consume her.

"Hey Doc, you good over there?" James called out, his voice coming out of Sam's mouth. "You look intense over there."

Jessica blinked, snapping out of her trance. "Oh, um, yeah, I'm just observing the results." She coughed awkwardly, adjusting her glasses. "Everything seems to be working as planned so far. So uhhh do you feel Samantha fighting for control anymore?"

James shook his head "Ummmmm, no not anymore than usual which is like not at all." He chuckled, his voice echoing through Samantha's body. "Why?"

"Well I definitely see Samantha's brain waves trying to come back up. Almost like watching a lighthouse on a stormy night." Jessica explained, her enthusiasm evident in her voice. "Its a good sign. It supports my hypothesis that the hosts mind doesn't disappear entirely." Jessica exclaimed excitedly, her eyes shining with anticipation. "When the host fights back, it's not completely gone. It's there, just hidden beneath the surface."

"Okay cool so like what's next? Do we start experimenting with the ****?" James asked.

"Well, yes very soon but I want to try something else. You said you could sift through a mount's memories, right?" Jessica asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, pretty easily actually." James responded. "But what exactly do you need me to search for?"

"Can you access one of Samantha's memories?" Jessica asked eagerly. "I'm thinking it will cause a spike in her brain waves. And I'm thinking most of the activity will not be around the one I see trying to resist your interference waves. If that's the case, we can guess that you're bodyhopping waves specifically target that particular wave because it unlocks the hosts conscious mind."

"Oh I get it, sure Doc. One memory pull coming right up." James joked.

Jessica looked at the monitor. Suddenly a litany of brain activity spikes occurred, resembling a sequence of fireworks bursting on the otherwise calm landscape of Samantha's brain waves. Jessica zoned in and focused on the one that showed attempts to resist the interference and saw no change. Exactly as she expected. That one particular wave wasn't affected by the memory pull. Now Jessica was confident that the wave must be the key to the host's consciousness.

"Yes! James I think we've found it! I think we found the key brain wave!"Jessica exclaimed triumphantly, her eyes glistening with excitement.

"Wow, that's great news Doctor!" James chimed in, his voice echoing through Samantha's body.