You push the blue gem and start turning slowly.....
2... You gain his basics - full name, nick name (Johnny to friends), SS#, ATM, birthday and favorite things.
3... You gain things about his childhood - friends, camps, sports skills, christmas memories.
4... You gain grade school, jr high and high school information - clubs, football victories, the time he tried out for baseball but sucked.
5.... You gain his sexual awareness, first love interests, first kiss, playing with Jeff during sleepovers, first cheerleader he screwed...
6.... You gain his sexual fantasies - he's bi and still misses Jeff, dreams of doing the assistant coach who's gay.
7.... You gain his ego/confidence/attitude
8.... You gain all his day to day memories up until you bumped into him today - you know his schedule, promises he made to friends, tonite's
plans etc...
With this you stop, knowing you have enough information to totally take over his life! Now how and when to do it? You learn "your" parents
are gone for the weekend, leaving you alone in the house, and that some of the players are coming over to watch the game on ESPN later
tonite. He plans on showering, and picking up some beer. You watch him finish the lawn, put mower away and head inside to shower. From
your bedroom you see the light go on in his bathroom and know it's time to take charge. You put on a pair of shorts, run down the back stairs,
across the yard and enter the back door that you know is not locked. You head upstairs to his room, and hear the shower running. On the floor
is his smelly jock which you pick up and sniff longingly - you're new scent! You hear the shower turning off and decide to stand behind the
bathroom door to catch him unexpectedly when he walks out. His baseball bat is where he left it a year ago, so you grab that also. The sink is
running, you hear him brushing his teeth, gurgling and spitting out. you stand there silent, out of his view as the door opens and he walks out
with just a towel around his waist. A quick swing of the bat, across the back of his head and he's out like a light without ever seeing you.
Stooping over, you flip him right side up, removing his towel and admiring his chiseled good looks and perfect body - now your's! You grab
his grubby shorts and sneakers he had on just 15 minutes ago, toss them on and run out to the garage to grab some rags and ropes. As you
run down the stairs, you stop and look at your reflection in the mirror - the spitting image but without the sweat and grime of John's recent
chores.
Back in your new bedroom, you gag, blindfold and tie the real john up for good, Then you carry him down to the basement where there's an old
closed off coal bunker, that use to double as a fort when he was 10. The door is steel and only you know where the key is. No one's been in it
for a decade since John's parents considers it a hazard for kids. You toss him in and lock the door. Now there's only one John Wolfe, and you're
him in every way!
You run back to your room and look around more, soaking in more details of your new life - your acceptance into University of Michigan on a
football scholarship - playing quarterback of course, the new Mustang GT dad has on order for you as a graduation gift that's due on Monday,
the new Armani tuxedo you're picking up Tuesday for prom on Friday and slutting on gay.com under a fake ID. A very busy schedule you're
completely capable of handling. Looking at your clock, you realize you need to get moving to be ready for your new friends showing up in a
few hours. You pick the towel back up off the floor and head into the shower. The water is rushing over your body and your throbbing dick
begins to hurt - needing a release you jerk off instantly, spew the shower stall, just as John does every morning. You step out and head to the
mirror and smile, then "Hi I'm John Wolfe but friends call me Johnny", with all the charm and confidence the real John has. You pick up your
electric toothbrush and start to brush - it's still damp from when your impostor (as you think of him now) used it. You gurgle, spit, slap some
deodorant on, and gel your hair just as the impostor did earlier. "now what to wear" you think to yourself as you step into your bedroom.
Without hesitation you grab a clean pair of 2xist undies from your top drawer, slip them on, then grab socks and repeat. Next you grab a pair
of Lucky jeans from your closet and slide them on without thinking, you like them because they fit perfect and show off your ass like no other
brand. Then you step into your Nike Shoxs, without untying them. You walk into your huge closet, admiring your clothes - mostly A&F polos or
HCO. You grab your favorite one - the blue and yellow, to go with your U of M acceptance! You pull it over your head and it just hugs your
muscles and abs just as it did when you wore it to U of M for your visit this past March. You walk to your dresser, grab your watch, class ring,
necklace and slip them on as if it's second nature to you!
You walk back into the bathroom, adjust your hair and collar of your shirt and an evil grin overcomes your normally boyish smile. You turn side
to side admiring your appearance. You're the spitting image of John Wolfe and no one would doubt who you are for a second. You grab your
wallet , iphone and key's to dad's BMW off the dresser, then head out to grab the beer. Everything according to John's original plans! Now
your plans/life.