Spike looked confused and scared as he deflated into a pile of skin, muscle and clothes.
You look down at Spikes face and watch as his eyes dart from left to right - you realise that although he is just a suit now he is still totally aware.
You quickly collect together Spike and quickly drag him behind a huge bush; it's a struggle as he still weighs a bit with all the muscle.
You already know what you want to do; I start to strip Spike from his clothes. Totally naked Spike looks really angry, he tries to speak but a low gargle only comes out.
You start to strip yourself, and it's only now Spike realises his worst nightmare. With silent protests you grab Spikes face and pull open his mouth, wider - wider, wide enough to step in.
You start to pull Spike up your legs, it looks like Spike is consuming you like some lkind of giant snake. You ease you legs into his, stuff you dick into his. You pull again and your abs are sucked into his, you watch as they come alive tensing and flexing.
You stuff your arms into the sleeves of Spike, and pull his heavy pecs into place, again you feel yourself being sucked into his body occupying every space within the huge bully.
You flex your new body, it follows and responds to you whims, you look down watching Spikes slabs of meat rise and fall as you take deep breaths.
You reach behind your new new body and feel Spikes gelle hair with his trademark stiff spikes. With one swift movement, you pull Spikes head over your own, pushing and pulling his features into place.
You can hear him swearing and cussing, but there is no sound. You're now looking through the deep brown eyes, and smile. You can hear him, but you also know all his memories - he knows there is nothing he can do.
You look over at his clothes and start to get dresses - his jock, and leather pants and white tank top. You flex again enjoying the way the tank top tighens against your new body. You put on this sunglasses and pick up his jacket, and make your way out of the bush checking to make sure the coast is clear.