Chapter 1

Get ready for anything.

David’s warning ran through Anton’s head as he showered. His last shower, that he’d remember anyway, for five years.

His own body still surprised him after the orientation. His skin had never been this smooth. No razor bumps, no rashes. A back, sack and crack wax had already been part of his grooming routine, but never with results like this. His muscles were firmer, more defined. His face looked like he’d been Photoshopped. His dick thickened as he ran his hands around his balls, tugging them gently. He reached for the lube dispenser and took a large glob, which he rubbed around his hole. His ass twitched and easily let a finger slide in.

“How about I help you with that?” Gabriel winked from the next shower head. “Your last dance in the showers.”

Anton smirked and turned his back to Gabe, arching slightly. Gabe wrapped one arm around Anton’s chest, and slid the other hand between his cheeks. Anton sighed into the comfort of his friend’s touch, let his weight fall against the fingers working their way into him.

Gabe gave Anton’s nipple one last tweak before pushing his shoulders forward. He rubbed his dick against the loosened hole, and pushed inside.

Anton knew there wouldn’t be any pain. There never was any more. He gasped anyway at the pleasure of the cock filling him up, and pressed back against Gabe’s body, demanding every piece of dick that he could get.

Gabriel was a short-timer. He’d signed on for just a year, only taking assignments of a week or less. Half a million richer was enough for him, and he had his parents to think about. He wanted to take the money and get them into a better home, then use whatever was left to start up a private gym. So he’d see plenty more guys like Anton before his contract ended.

For Anton, this was his last shower fuck. When his five years were over, he’d have five million in the bank. He’d wake up like it was tomorrow, in a new apartment, with new clothes, and no memory of what had happened for five years.

That mattered less to him than getting off his meds. The agency promised that before he woke up, they’d rewire him. No more psychotic breaks, no more waking up naked in water fountain, not sure how he got there. The meds kept him steady, but left him feeling like his demons were lurking just around the corner, waiting for him to slip up and reclaim him.

He’d lose five years of his life, but he’d wake up normal. For the first time.

“Want me to cum in you, or on you?”

“Fuck, in me. Give me a souvenir.”

Gabe smiled and picked up speed, so he didn’t notice when David walked up behind him. David smacked Gabe’s ass, making push even harder into Anton, who moaned at the deeper thrust. He walked in front of Anton and kissed him, then guided his head down to the nipple and on to his cock. The water ran between David’s pecs and through the ridges of his abs. Anton struggled to breath for a second. Water went up his nose, but he remembered his training and expelled the water gently while pressing David’s cock down his throat. Gabe shot his load up Anton’s ass. David put a hand on Anton’s head to face fuck him.

“Clean him out while I finish here.”

Gabe pulled out and knelt behind Anton. His tongue licked the edge of his ass, then pushed inside. He lapped out his own salty cum until his tongue couldn’t find any more. Then he stood, kissed David, and grabbed the enema nozzle off the shower wall.

With another glob of lube, he inserted into Anton’s ass and let the warm water flow in. The pressure built in Anton’s gut, but he was soon distracted by David’s cum, which pumped down his throat. Anton pulled his head back so he could rub his tongue across David’s cockhead and taste the thick ropes before swallowing them down. Once he cleaned off the cock, he kissed the head and then rose to kiss David and Anton, sharing lips as they rubbed his abs. Gabriel let the nozzle slide out of his ass, and Anton swatted down to release the fluid.

David passed the other two towels and then walked to their lockers.

“Any nerves on the last day?”

Anton thought for a moment. “I’d be lying if I said no, but it sounds like I’ll just remember taking a nap.”

Gabe passed Anton a white thong and stepped into his own. His semi-hard cock strained the fabric, but he folder it into place and adjusted the strap between his ass cheeks.

“That’s how it is for me every time. I wake up refreshed and better than before.”

“Yours may be more like waking up with a hangover,” David said. “It took me a day or two for the headache to go away.” His black thong lifted his cock up and out, so when his black compression pants went up his legs, the bulge was still visible.

The two others pulled their white leggings up, and stretch their skin-tight white shirts over their pecs and down their abs.

“Maybe I’ll come back as a trainer, like you,” Anton said.

“See how you feel when it’s time. You’ll need a while to get used to the world. They invented iPhones while I was out, and that took me a week to get figured out when I woke up.”

Anton gave Gabriel one last kiss. “Maybe see you in five years,” he said.

David led Anton down to the prep room. He’d visited several times during his orientation, but this time he climbed onto the examination table instead of waiting behind the viewing glass. A couple newbies were on the other side of the glass today.

“First we’ll download everything in your brain. You’ll fall asleep during that process. Then we’ll upload the personality your client has chosen. When you wake up, the last thing you should remember is falling asleep in this chair.”

Anton sat still as David lowered the helmet onto his head.

“See you in five years and five million.”

With the helmet on, everything went black. Anton fell asleep.

Anton woke up like David had said, feeling like he had a hangover. His vision was hazy, his head was splitting. He tried to move but couldn’t. David came into view. He was wearing his black uniform, just like the day he’d gone under. Uniforms don’t get updated that often, Anton thought. Though it suits him. Even with the headache, he admired the way David’s pecs stretched the black fabric. His cock tingled. So that’s working already.

“Good morning, Daniel,” David said. Daniel? Who the fuck is Daniel? Anton wondered. His lips knew the answer.

“Good morning,” Anton said. Except it was Anton. It was his body, his mouth, his voice. But it wasn’t him.

“You’re in the clinic,” David said. “You haven’t been well, but you’re doing better now.” Anton felt more pressure in his head, like he was being pushed inside his own body, as this Daniel person woke up and took more space.

“You had a stroke, but you’re going to be fine,” David continued. “Your partner will be here soon to see you.”

Daniel tried to sit up. Anton tried to get his body back down. His arms jerked in the confusion of conflicting demands from his brain. I have to let them know I’m still in here, Anton thought. He focused on his mouth, imagined speaking, talking to David, begging him to fix this. Instead, his body sat upright in the bed, and Daniel’s personality filled even more of Anton’s body. Anton was knocked backward inside his own head, landing in the mental equivalent of a movie seat. A movie seat with straps that leapt up and restrained him. His entire body held down in the imaginary chair, his face looking out into the world through Daniel’s perspective, hearing the way Daniel would hear, watching Daniel’s thoughts race before him.

Oh fuck.