As the chronivac’s countdown reached zero, a loud beep emitted from the machine. Tyler screamed, frantically punching the keyboard, but to no avail. There was a flash and Tyler felt his whole body tingle, his head felt funny and mushy…
He slowly opened his eyes, his vision still swimming from the bright flash. He looked at the screen and his heart sunk. He felt sick to his stomach as he read the words on the screen.
SUBJECT: TYLER
TRANSFORMATION: ROOMMATE ZACH’S SLAVE
DURATION: PERMANENT
“What? I’m his slave? What does that mean?!”, he thought to himself. He shuddered at the idea. Being owned by that big, dumb, smelly oaf. He would never, ever submit to his roommate. Tyler hated Zach! The thought of serving him, of Zach being his master was sickening to him. Just then he heard the front door open. “Hey, Tyler, I’m back from the gym. Are you here?”
Tyler loudly blurted out “Yes Master”. His hands shot to his mouth, what was that?! It was like an involuntary muscle spasm, those words just came out!
You could hear Zach’s deep laugh from the other room. “Yes, master? What is wrong with you? Come here dude”. As soon as Zach said the command, your feet began moving almost as if by themselves. Tyler found himself walking into the living room where Zach was. Oh no, it seemed that any command his roommate gave, his body was compelled to automatically do it! He had no choice but to obey! Thats what “slave” meant! “Oh god, fuck”, he said under his breath in genuine fear.
Zach was standing by the door, with his gym bag on the floor. He was wearing a white tank top and gym shorts. He was dripping in sweat and the veins on his arm were bulging out; he must have just finished an intense work out. His chest hair was matted down with sweat and you could see his armpit bush, which stuck out from under his biceps, was likewise dripping beads of sweat. You walked to the center of the room and stopped. Even from here, you could smell the thick stench of BO wafting off of your roommate.
“What is this, some kind of joke?” Zach said with a grin on his scruffy face. “No Master”, you say through grunted teeth, unable to stop yourself no matter how hard you tried. Zach clapped his hands and laughed; “No, MASTER? So I’m your master now? This is some game, huh?”. Again, he couldn’t help himself; “No, Master”.
Zach was confused but still felt the whole situation was funny, and decided to play along. “So if I am Master, than that means you are my slave?”. “Yes Master”, Tyler automatically responded. “Get on your knees” commanded Zach. Almost instantly, Tyler complied and was on his knees staring at Zach. “Stand up”, Zach commanded. Tyler again complied.
Zach was now grinning ear to ear. “So you have to listen to me and do what I asked, no matter what?!?”, Zach asked excitedly. Tyler grimaced, but “Yes, Master”, still came out of his mouth.
Zach started hysterically laughing and clutched his stomach. “Oh, man, this is awesome! You know, I always thought you were a shitty roommate. I resented being stuck with such a wimpy loser like you. But now, this might work, you have to listen to me!!.
Zach rubbed his stubbly chin; “Hmmmmmm what should I command you to do first…” he said with a mischevious grin.
All Tyler could do was stand there and await his fate, while a sinking sense of fear and dread permeated him.