Meanwhile, Ben floated for hours wondering about his fate. He was nothing but a massive dose of sperm. He had managed to survive the
chlorine but he got sucked through the filter and out through the sewer. Now the million or so sperm that made him up were swimming around
aimlessly because Ben had no idea where he was or where he was going.
Ben felt helpless. He felt more helpless than he ever did before in his life. Yes, he could still move and swim about but his swimming wasn't
very strong and he could easily be pulled along by a mild current. Trying to navigate was difficult and at times, Ben just relaxed cause he didn't
know where to go anyway. Slowly, some of the sperm that made him up were dying off and Ben knew that he only had about a day before all of
him was dead. Ben wondered if that was his fate, to float aimlessly and helpless for the next twenty-four hours slowly dying. He thought of all
the things he would have liked to do before he died but now wondered if he'd ever get the chance.
He floated along for hours before he finally saw an opportunity. Even though he no longer had eyes, somehow, he still had a sense of where he
was and the current had taken him to a sewage treatment plant. Ben somehow knew he was approaching the sewage treatment plant a mile
before he got there. Ben had to be careful because if he went through the sewage treatment, it would kill him quickly. But Ben managed to find
his way out of the stream before entering the sewage treatment plant. Then he moved like a blob across dry ground. His movement was a lot
slower but he had more control. He found his way to the pipes of clean water and thought this could be his chance. He remembered how he
had invaded the body of Jack previously and thought getting into the clean water, he could find his way to the home of someone else he could
invade and therefore save his life.
He found the clean water pipes easier to navigate. The current was stronger but it was also more orderly and therefore, Ben only had to change
direction at certain places to avoid going anywhere except to someone's shower. Otherwise he could just relax and let the stream carry him to
his next host.
While traveling, he thought about what his life had become. He was now a parasite invading the bodies of others in order to live. He wasn't a
human anymore. When he had invaded Jack, it all went wrong and Jack had also been reduced to not human anymore. Ben knew his mistake.
He had gotten too ambitious. He had tried to become human again but couldn't sustain it. This time Ben decided to settle for just becoming the
cock of the body he invaded. Then he could at least survive but what kind of life was he condemning himself to being: nothing but someone
else's cock. Still Ben couldn't think of an alternative so being a cock was better than being dead. At least he'd have a chance to think of a better
way out of the situation.
He found his way to a shower head and managed to see who he was about to invade before the person stepped into the shower. Ben was about
to become the cock of . . .