Matthew floated, barely aware, time meaning nothing. He was still himself, but incorporeal, with no reality, he was suspended, his consciousness on hold. Until a change came, and he became aware from it... some force pulling him amidst the haze... absorbing him...
He sat bolt upright as he woke up, blinking as the sun on his face though the window blinded him. He tried to to recall where he was, but like waking up from a deep sleep, his recollections were hazy. Looking around, he realised he was still at Bob's house, in a bedroo...
He did a double take. Standing above him, next to the bed, was a familiar face - the one he looked at in the mirror every morning. "Wha.. who... what?" he stammered. He'd never realised just how big he was. Towering over him, arms crossed, muscles bulging, his body was about the most intimidating thing he'd ever really seen. Silence reigned for a few moments before being broken by a harsh chuckling noise. "How are you, Doug?" said his doppelganger. Matthew shook his head. "I'm not... who are you?" A hand descended on him and twisted his head around to the other side of the room. A mirror on the wall reflected the scene - Matt's body standing over the bed, and sitting on it...
He looked up at himself. "Doug?" he whispered. "Bingo! Well, not anymore. I go by Matt now." He lay in shock as Doug, inhabiting his body, jumped on the bed, sitting on his chest and staring into his eyes. "You see, by a strange turn of events involving a pizza, neural energy and a delivery boy, I found myself in you. And now I can't change myself back. So I thought I'd need a replacement. And I built you a new body to inhabit! How do you like it?" "You can't do this!" Matthew breathed as things began to fit together in his brain. "Oh, but I can. I've got the power here." Matt lay there for a moment, then desperately drove his new fists upward. The were caught by Doug, who held them there as Matt struggled against his own hard-earned strength. "Naughty boy. I think we're going to have to make sure you can't hurt me". With that, Matt felt a tingling over his body, and felt strength drain away. Doug's - now his - fairly buff chest regressed downwards, the muscles losing definition. He gaped. "I'm not cruel. Average'll be enough for the moment" said Doug, mockingly. "Now. You're going to tell me exactly what you said to turn Danny against me." "Nothing! I said nothing!" "Wrong answer. I think that deserves maybe an inch taken as punishment, don't you?"
As the tingling in Matt's crotch subsided, Doug posed the question again. Matt lay there for a moment, considering his options, then came to a decision. "Alright! I... kinda spread rumors to his friends you... that you were with another guy when you were going out with him." "You what?!" "It was in both your best interests! You'd never have worked together. He's social, you're not, he's seven years your junior-" "Four now" Doug interrupted. "You're the old one now. But you told me the truth. For that, I don't take anything else from you at the moment. Bye!" He rolled off the top of Matt and pulled him up. "Wwwait! Aren't you going to turn me back?!" "Weren't you listening? You're my replacement! You're 'crazy Doug'. Now get out. I've got some exploring to do with my boyfriend." Matt's face paled as he saw Doug hoist his formidable equipment out of his jeans and give it a few pumps. "I gotta say, this ain't that bad!" "You'll never get away with this." "I can and have. Now get out before you find yourself a gelding." Doug opened the door and gave Matthew a massive shove, landing him on the floor in the hallway. He shut the door and turned around. "That was fun."
The young hunk his other self was inhabiting emerged from the ensuite, holding the Transformer unit. "We just gonna leave him like that?" "For the moment. So what should we do with the kid you're in... what's his name? Tyler?" "Might be interesting to let him pick. We did steal his life. But maybe we should take care of the rest of the pizza first. Plus I'm horny as hell, and judging by that so are you." Doug looked down at the erection pointing out of his open jeans and chuckled before youthful strength suddenly tackled him back onto the bed.