Wake up

Body Three

You awaken in a cold sweat. You feel like you’ve been out for hours and have faint memories of a dream. Elana was there, but not as a mistress, as something much more familiar, much more intimate…the second you reach for more, it disappears, like trying to catch a cloud.

You look down to inspect who you are, without many expectations anymore. Therefore you’re only mildly surprised to find that you’re very big and very black. You must be close to 250 pounds, 6’4” with a pythonesque dick. There aren’t windows in this room but it appears to be early morning. The hallway lights are dimmed, and all is quiet enough to even hear some nearby crickets.

The sleep has also helped clear away some brainwashing from the day before. You’re now able to apply logic to this weird situation you find yourself in. Every time you orgasm, you blackout and wake up in a new body. It sounds insane, but what makes sense in this place? It’s not amnesia, you’re not on ****.

“This place is brainwashing people and somehow changing their bodies through orgasm,” you say aloud, hoping it sounds less crazy. It does not.

You think it’s best to put that aside for now. The one thing you do know is this place is dangerous, even if so… pleasurable…you begin to drift. You snap back. No, you need to get out of here.

You also realize this is the body to escape in. You are a tank. And it will take a lot more than a couple perfect mistresses to hold you down. Your cock starts to rise thinking about the mistresses and you need another moment to snap back.

You stand up and walk over to the glass door, just now realizing that you had never even tried to open it. You give it a nudge and it’s locked. You could just smash through – the thought flies across your mind. It is risky, you don’t know where you are and how to get out, but staying here means you remain a captive.

Thoughts of submission keep creeping in as you debate the best escape. Maybe you need to just take a step back and clear this programming. You conjure up the images and voices you heard yesterday, deconstructing them to lower their impact and create new associations. You are making good progress when you hear footsteps in the hallway – not the usual clacking of heels – these people are trying to be quiet. The first figure to pass is naked and dark and… the first you!

It’s the first body you were in yesterday. Which means…your body isn’t changing, it must be your mind jumping to a different body.

But how? The second you pause to ponder you see Elana following closely behind. She stops at your door, like yesterday, but now she is looking at a different person. She stares and you look back. Finally, your mind racing with questions, you decide to speak.

“Hi” you say. She looks surprised and moves back, shaking her head and raising a finger as if to say shut the fuck up. She keeps prodding your first body along, but before she’s completely out of view, she looks back and gives a quick wink. It stirs something in you, not the raw lust that you were exposed to yesterday, even though it was good for you to watch and obey. No, this is more a calming warmth, a feeling that everything is going to be okay.

Elana’s departure gives you a few more hours to stay focused and contemplate this mind-body problem you now have. When breakfast arrives, there’s a note in your napkin.

“Massive failure. Orgasms trigger leaps. Play along for now.” It must be Elana, you assume, and whoever wrote it appears to know your situation. They also didn’t give much of an explanation. Do they think you know who they are and what’s going on?

More hours go by as you contemplate your choices. Elana’s note has changed your calculations. The TV is now on and running programming to encourage exercise, healthy eating and obedience. Ana’s eyes are never too far from your mind. Still, it appears you haven’t been broken far enough for the TV to ever take full hold.

Now, your options: fight your way out of here and hope that you’re not too obedient or play along for now and wait for more info? If you fight, they might have weapons and you won’t just be a ****, you’ll be dead. Moreover, you don’t even know where you are or how to even get out of this place.

But if you play along, they’ll find out you’re lying pretty quickly, or you’ll play along too much and end up fully brainwashed. Do you make a break for it now or wait for a better opportunity?