Holden is your typical 15-year-old kid. Obnoxious which is a whole lot of pain in the ass. There was a time when he used to be a good little kid. Then he changed when he got influenced by his equally obnoxious circle of friends and the shit he sees online.
"What are you doing in my room!?" Holden screeched in that pre-pubescent voice of his. He's still in his pajamas while playing a first-person shooter video game. The asshole didn't even bring his cereal bowl back to the sink. Now there's a line of ants feasting on the crumbs and dried milk.
"Just seeing my little ol' brother lose his game."
"Psh- you don't even know how this game works."
"I don't need to know," JC walked closer and wrapped his palm on Holden's temples. "All I need to do is touch you."
Holden's arms went limp. His controller bounced down the floor. His body slumped forward which JC caught and laid him on the bed. Holden may not look like it, but he's quite heavy under that thin frame. If he isn't on a break, he's playing bicycle or roadside hockey with his friends. And since the pandemic started, he has had more time to do outdoor activities. Of course, he's still in the precipice of adolescence so his muscle tone isn't that defined as of yet.
The next thing JC did was look at his brother's face. It's a relief that the chemical now acting on his skin will make him forget all of this. If it didn't, he wouldn't have picked his brother in the first place.
Holden had this smirk on his face. Remnants before the paralysis. His face may look like that, but his eyes tell a different story. It's not quite fear but more so with confusion. He's probably confused as to why he couldn't move his limbs, not even scream about his predicament. However, JC knows. The nerves of his body are undergoing changes that would render him numb to tactile sensations temporarily. He may not feel it, but his insides are undergoing similar changes. His insides would move to the other perimeter of his body and form one large cavity that opens to his anus and mouth. The walls of this cavity are now lined with free nerve endings that would clutch on JC's skin.
As JC felt the internal renovations reach completion, he pulled Holden's pajamas free for him to have a personal audience with his gaping anus. JC positioned it in a way so that Holden's ass is raised. JC undressed and then inserted both his hands inside the asshole. It's surprising at how easily his hands slipped in. Although, there is still some resistance like an unstretched rubber.
As the insides widened, JC was hit with a stench. It smelled like rain that dried under the sun that returned soon. Like the raw smell of the mossy earth. It is heavy, deep, and warm. JC submerged his arms deeper and pulled himself inside.
JC expected it to be dark inside. Instead, pink light appears all over the surface of the cavity. Imagine a thin sheet of slimy viscera stretched against the light. Its color is the same as the light refracting on one's thin ears by the setting sun. JC could see the branching veins and some recognizable organs. But what he is concerned about the most is how tight the insides are. The inside cavity is coated with this slimy fluid where the stench is smelled before is at its strongest. There are obvious parts in the cavity where his limbs should be. He outstretched his arms and in their rightful finger holes. Next, that climbed aboard is both of his feet, followed by his comically large penis fitting tight over Holden's still growing penis. There was tightness at first but as the nerves bound on JC's skin, it disappeared. JC's body is changing to become a perfect fit inside this cavity.
Then lastly, the head. There are depressions in the upper cavity where his nose, eyes, and mouth should be. While the suit is doing its best to do the brunt of the adjustments, JC adjusted them to quickly finish the process.
And with that, the light of the outside world returned. Everything looked big. His heart is pumping fast and there is this beating pain in his wide-open ass. There was no confusion because the change was clear as day. In the reflection of his sleeping TV screen, he saw Holden's amber eyes staring back. The reflection's movements were his own. This body, equally in his possession. The ray gave him insight into what the ends of his powers will reach. And he's now in its reality.
Holden is not entirely gone. He's still here, just sleeping while his older brother is in the driver's seat. What did JC do next?