What if I told you that with the press of a button, you could become someone else entirely. Not just an adjustment to your personality, but a whole new body, complete with new memories that triggered new feelings. You would still be you, in as much as you have all your original memories, thoughts, feelings and opinions. Would you do it? Would you press the button and take the role of another person? What if you didn't have a choice?

In twenty four hours, a computer program had already caused great upheaval in the world. It wasn't capable of hacking the defense system and launching a nuclear strike, or crippling the electrical grid by shutting down all the power plants. But it was capable of letting anyone take over a member of the opposite sex. In between Ben Sturgis' video that touted Mind Hack's ability to connect with Peace of Mind's cyber enhancements, and Adam and Dan's fateful meeting with Chance Kirkwood, the world was filled with the possibility of living the life of another person.

If it had not been for the celebrities, a public statement from Peace of Mind about the breach in their security might have been pushed off for a lot longer. But when movie stars, athletes, anyone even remotely famous and attractive all started behaving oddly in the same twelve hour window of time, it was impossible not to notice. While POM was coming to grips with the epidemic on their hands, the stories were pouring out to every media device showing normally conservative starlets flashing anyone and everyone or engaging in sex in very public places. Rich and famous were blowing money on extravagant shopping sprees all at once and then giving it all away to people they seemingly had no prior connection to. Faithful husbands and wives were spotted cheating on their spouses. It suddenly seemed as if every famous person on the planet decided to behave very oddly and often with great inappropriateness.

Each celebrity scandal was reported immediately, but they were just the tip of Mind Hack's iceberg. As it's popularity grew, it became apparent that you either knew about it and were using it, or you were falling victim to it. Those using it were becoming their crushes, their bosses, their next door neighbors, their idols, their fantasies. The only way to protect yourself from it was to use it yourself, which perpetuated more people to use it, all leading to more stories that would not get reported, but would add to the growing chaos.

Todd Flemming was the most popular guy at his university. He was captain of every sport he played, and he played them all. He had seen the news in his dorm room and stared wide eyed as one of his favorite movie stars walked topless down a city sidewalk, striking seductive poses for the cameras flashing around her. He immediately called one of his buddies to tell him to turn on a television because something crazy was happening. His friend informed him that it was supposedly because of this Mind Hack program on the internet that everyone was downloading. It let people take over another person's cyber mind and give them complete control of their body.

Todd hung up while his friend was still speaking and almost tripped over his own feet in his haste to get to his computer. He wasn't a computer genius but he knew how to download a program off the internet. A quick search brought up multiple download options, some of which showed they had already been removed, but more would replace them. He selected one and it was available to open a split second later. Mind Hack's options were now before him and he gaped at all the red dots that indicated people in his sector. He briefly wondered if it was a hoax, but the woman he had just seen strolling down the street with her headlights on bright never did nudity, so there must be something to it. Then he began to wonder who he should be. He quickly decided he would be his cross town rival. That guy had the hottest girlfriend and he would take over his body and then bang his girl. He reasoned he wouldn't be cheating on his own girlfriend because it wasn't his own body. Since he hadn't bothered to read the helpful manual attached to the program, he didn't know this wouldn't be possible, but it didn't matter as before he could try, a spark hit his brain. Todd had the briefest of thoughts , wondering what the hell that jolt was, and then his eyes closed.

When they opened again, his mouth opened wide and gasped as a new occupant took control of Todd's mind and body. He sat upright, looked down, and his eyes stared disbelievingly at his crotch. A hand crept towards it and touched it tentatively. Blood began to flow to his nether region, and an erection began to come to life. "This is freaking amazing!" Todd's voice shrieked uncharacteristically. He unbuttoned his pants and let his sizeable penis fall out. Todd licked his lips and touched the sensitive naked skin and quivered at the pleasure the touch elicited.

"I could try jacking off but...no, I want to try sex. I want to do it as a guy and that won't happen if I jerk it because all you men are one and done." Todd looked at the screen. "Oh, I'm sorry I interrupted you Todd. Looks like you were about to jump into someone yourself. Should have been quicker, a lot of girls I'm sure are finding out right now that I got to you first. They'll just have to wait. I'll let them have you when I'm done fucking your girlfriend. Now, let's see, where does she live?" Memories and images flashed to the surface of Todd's cyber mind, and his guest had her answer. Todd awkwardly tucked his hardened dick back under his underwear and buttoned his pants. He looked around and spotted a bottle of cologne on his dresser. He picked it up and dabbed small amounts around his body which caused more blood to flow to his penis. "Guys either don't wear enough of this, or too much, either way I'm going to smell better than I did before I screw your girl."

Todd's user put his athletic body to use and ran the entire way to his girlfriend's dorm across campus. He knew exactly which floor, exactly which room, but as he approached her door, he stopped. He heard something on the other side. Was it crying? Was someone in trouble? A powerful emotion took over and the new user felt the need to protect this body's girlfriend. He flung the door open, ready for a fight. Todd's eyes showed surprise as he understood the source of the cry. It was probably more of a squeal and a moan because his girlfriend was having her pussy eaten out by her roommate. Todd's user was not a lesbian, but had read Mind Hack's manual and knew that she would be probably be attracted to the female form while in Todd's body. This certainly qualified.

"Oh fuck Gwen! Lick it! Lick my pussy Gwen!" Sherri started shouting, then spotted Todd. "Oh fuck!" Her eyes looked at him inquisitively as if he were a stranger, then recognition. "Todd? Hey Gwen, my boyfriend's here!"

Gwen reluctantly lifted her mouth from Sherri's moist slit. She lick her lips, salty and tangy from Sherri's juices. She said nothing as she reached a hand to Sherri's breast and roughly squeezed it, causing Sherri to let out another delightful squeal. "Turn around Todd," Gwen ordered.

Todd smiled, and did a slow one eighty, knowing what Gwen was looking for. His signal square, the one part of the cyber enhancements that were visible, was blinking on and off, an indicator that Todd was not the one calling the shots. He turned back around. "Satisfied?"

Sherri stammered, "Honey, I'm so sorry. I love you and didn't mean to hurt you. Gwen here just said she wanted to experiment and I thought she looked so cute and..."

"You can stop," Gwen interrupted. "It's not him. Didn't you see his signal? He's been hijacked too."

Todd laughed. "Are you both...someone else?"

"Is that a problem?" Gwen winked before her lips found Sherri and they wrestled tongues for a few seconds. Todd stared with lustful fascination, then started fiddling with his pants.

"Wait," Sherri said breaking away from Gwen's kiss and looked pointedly at the man that was supposed to be her boyfriend. "So, there's a woman inside you right now?"

"That there is," Todd nodded. In his excitement he was less than gracious as he struggled to quickly get naked.

"So...what are you doing then?" Sherri asked worriedly.

Now Gwen was smiling and resumed playing with Sherri's breasts. "Isn't it obvious? He's going to fuck us with that hard on he's been sporting since he burst through the door."

"But...I'm straight?" Sherri argued. "I don't want a guy's dick inside me." As Todd's rigid member revealed itself to the room, Sherri's user faced conflicting emotions. This body loved that dick, remembered it inside her body so many times, bringing her to one orgasm after another. It felt, could feel, so good.

Gwen's hand dropped to Sherri's pussy and her fingers went exploring. "I think you do want it inside you. You can't seem to stop staring at it and you're getting wetter by the second."

Sherri's face briefly looked away as if trying to deny the feelings that were bubbling to the surface. She lasted a few seconds before her eyes drifted back to Todd's package. She bit her lip then fluttered her lashes at him, beckoning him to come closer without saying a word. "I don't understand? Why do I feel this way? All I can think about is getting my boyfriend's, I mean, that guy's cock inside me right now."

"It's all part of the program," Gwen said, rising to her feet and gently pulling Sherri along with her. "Other users report a deep connection with host's body. Your sexual preferences can easily become replaced by theirs. Just go with it. You can continue being straight when you hop out. But if it'll make you more comfortable, we'll make it easy for you this first time." Gwen leaned forward with both hands on the bed and spread her legs apart while sticking her ass up. She motioned for Sherri to do the same.

"Why are we standing bent over like this?" Sherri's voice asked nervously. She wasn't looking back at Todd but knew he was slowly approaching.

Gwen giggled. "You won't have to look at Todd's face if he's pounding you from behind. Plus, this body loves being taken in this position. Her boyfriend always seems to find her spot when she's like this. Not sure if this girl will be able to do much though the first time she uses Todd's..." Gwen stopped as she felt Todd's girth press clumsily near her moist entrance. "Here, let me, this body has had to guide one in a time or two." Gwen reached under legs and grasped the excited cock, guiding it home. "There you go big boy. How's that tight snatch feel?"

"Oh fuck! It feels amazing!" Todd exclaimed. "This part is definitely better for a guy. It's like, instant gratification. I wonder what it's going to feel like when I cum?" Todd started to develop a rhythm. This body was used to sex and wasn't too bad at it.

Gwen's voice showed it's appreciation for Todd's thrusts. "Not bad girl. Hey, do yourself a favor and look at Sherri. Tap into the fact that she's that body's girlfriend and you're fucking another girl in front of her. That do anything for you?"

Still thrusting away, Todd looked over and saw his girlfriend's tight body still bent over, her ass spread in the air. But she was looking over her shoulder at him. It was a face of longing, of unbridled lust. She was waiting for it to be her turn. It sent Todd's body over the edge. "Something's happening! I don't..oh! Fuck!" As the orgasm rocked him he slipped out of Gwen and his spunk shot up her naked backside.

Gwen laughed loudly. "That's happened to me a time or two in this position as well."

Todd was shaking slightly and looking down at his shrinking penis. "Shit! It's going away already. No! I need it to stay hard."

"No!" Sherri yelled despairingly. "I...I need it hard too!" She turned around and began sliding her fingers up and down the shaft hoping to bring it back to life.

Gwen kept laughing and began shaking her head. "Wow you two are something. It'll be alright. You and I will make out for a few minutes, maybe get each other off a few times. This girl will watch every nasty thing we do to each other and the guy's brain she's in right now will eat it up. She'll be ready for round two in no time, won't you honey?"

Todd's user had already felt the penis twitch hopefully at Gwen's words. "I think so. Why don't you..uh, show me what nasty things you're talking about."

"Why don't you start fingering me while I go back to eating out your girlfriend," Gwen winked, but then made a concerned face. "You know how to do that, right?"

Todd's mouth smirked as he extended a helping hand. "Please, I've had a pussy for a lot longer than either of you. I think I can manage."

Hundreds of sexual encounters were playing themselves out worldwide, but while some sought out perversion, others sought to exploit Mind Hack for monetary gain. Hank Loman was one such individual who saw the program as a means to begin a successful life of crime without any repercussions. He felt he had been served the low end of the scales of life and this program was karma redistributing the weight. He read some of the manual that came with the download, like how to sync up with the victim's memories and be able to perfectly blend in, fooling anyone around you. What interested him most was the memories. He reasoned that if it worked as advertised, he'd have access to bank information, their valuables, anything was that they had for the taking. He could be in and out with no one the wiser.

Like many others, Hank was disgusted when he found out that in order for it to work, he would have to take over the body of a member of the opposite sex. He read that bit over several times, wondering why in the hell that would be a stipulation of the program. He was a man, a man's man. He didn't want to have to be a woman ever for any reason. He tried to connect to multiple men at first, but each time he remained in his own body. The prospect of easy money led him to do what he had previously thought he would never do and finally, he settled on a woman in a wealthy part of his city that showed she was home alone. He wouldn't have to be a woman for long. He could jump in, transfer some funds from her bank online, and get back in a flash. He set Mind Hack's timer for an hour, with the assumption that it would be plenty of time.

One minute Hank was sitting on his couch looking at his tablet, the next he was whipping his head around, a little disoriented but on his feet now. Long brown hair obscured his face, a very unfamiliar sensation as he always kept his short. He brushed it aside and looked down. There were boobs where his muscular pectorals used to be. Hank raised his right hand and pushed his right breast inward, then let go and watched as it bounced back. It wasn't an altogether unpleasant sensation, but it was still gross and he had a goal in mind. He accessed the memories of his temporary body, and instantly knew where he needed to go. He walked through the large house like he owned the place and was almost to the study where this woman apparently kept a safe with a few thousand dollars inside.

Before his hand had reach the doorknob, a small voice came from behind his view. "Mommy? I'm hungry?"

Hank was momentarily startled, caught off guard by the voice. Mind Hack had shown him only one person in this house. As he turned slowly around he understood. It was a small child, and POM only installed the cyber enhancements when someone turned 18. This kid was far from 18, maybe two or three. He knew a split second later the answer was two. This was the woman's only daughter and unbidden memories of being pregnant and childbirth wormed their way to the surface of Hank's borrowed cyber mind. He tried to shrug them off and stay on task. "Not now kid...I mean, sweetie. Mommy has to, uh, do some work in here."

The child stuck her lower lip out in a clear pout and breathed an exaggerated, sorrowful sigh. "Mommy, pease, I hungry now. Chicken nuggets pease!"

Despite himself, Hank found himself smiling. This little darling still hadn't mastered her L's and the pease was adorable. She was going to miss these years and needed to cherish them. Hank's smile faltered as that memory had come out of the blue. He should hurry up and get out of this chick before...

The child stomped her foot impatiently. It wasn't mean spirited, more of a playful gesture for her mom to hurry up. Hank found it cute as well. He walked towards the girl and gently took her hand, leading her towards the kitchen. "Okay little girl, I'll make you a quick lunch and then it's straight to nap time."

"Will you read me a story?"

"No, not today. I've got things to do."

"Pease!"

"If you eat all your lunch, even the vegetables."

"Yay! Best Mommy ever!"

As they walked into the kitchen Hank could not understand the strange turn of events. It's like this kid had a power over him. He felt like he'd do anything for this child. He'd never had kids of his own and normally didn't care for them at all but, in this body, he felt, well, maternal. He put a small plate in front of the child and instead of taking the precious minutes he'd bought himself to go back to the study, he just watched the little girl eat. She was the most precious, beautiful, wonderful thing in the whole world and it seemed like it was now Hank's purpose in this life to see to her happiness and well being.

Her meal over, the small child popped out of her chair and raced from the kitchen yelling, "Can't get me!"

"Oh no you don't little scamp!" Hank's soft motherly tone cried. And the chase was on. Hank kept getting so close, but then would let the child slip through his grasp causing a fit of giggles and a burst of speed from both of them. After a few minutes, Hank finally caught her and squeezed her tight, carrying her off to her room for nap time.

"Story!" the child demanded sweetly.

"Okay," Hank smiled. "But only one." The child just smiled, already sensing weakness. One story became two, which became three, and at last the little girl yawned, and Hank was able to tuck her in without further delay. He stood and watched as she closed her eyes, not a care in the world. He was the luckiest mom in the world to have such a wonderful kid. He was still standing that way when he felt the tiniest electrical spark in his brain, and then he was his masculine self again, still sitting on his couch.

"What the...hell?" was all he got out. The feelings were already beginning to subside a bit but, it had felt so great to be a mom. Just like that any prospects of criminal activity came to a close, but he resolved to be mom to that fantastic kid every once in a while.

Almost everyone who used Mind Hack went back for more. In a very short period of time it had become the drug of choice and it was very addictive. The thoughts and memories that came with a new body of the opposite gender, and the feelings that it all triggered, it was intoxicating. Four partners of a small law firm had watched Ben Stein's video a few hours after it was recorded. One of them, Henry, the youngest at 41, decided he'd be the one to try it out. The less adventurous partners, Russell, Lawrence and Morton, looked on as Henry downloaded the program, made the necessary settings, and then selected his target. His head lulled forward, and then a minute later, their drop dead blonde secretary, Hattie, strolled unannounced into Henry's office.

"Gentleman," their secretary said calmly, "Henry's not in at the moment, but I'd be happy to let you leave a message on these." She proceeded to unbutton her top and undo her bra. The three conscious partners stood transfixed as her perky tits popped into view. She walked to the desk and picked up a permanent marker, then handed it to Russell, the senior member of their little firm. "Here, why don't you write it, right on these cute little boobs you're always talking about with your friends here."

She put the marker in this hand, which began shaking as Russell stammered, "What...I don't know what you're...what is the meaning of this?"

She began to laugh. "Guys, it's okay. It's me, Henry!"

Russell looked apprehensively at the other two. As silence filled the room, Lawrence laughed and said, "How much is Henry paying you?"

Grinning, she reached a hand towards Lawrence's crotch and felt the bulge that had grown there. "Could he ever pay me enough to do this?"

"It is Henry!" Morton shouted.

"Quiet down!" Hattie shushed. "We could still probably get in trouble if anyone found out I'm in her body." Henry noted none of them were looking at Hattie's eyes, but just openly stared at her tits. Even though he shouldn't like it, he did.

"Relax," Lawrence said. "The only other person here is Rick, and he's digging through files in the basement."

"Oh, Rick," Morton said with sympathy. "Should we let him in on this? He needs a win."

"Let's keep it to ourselves right now," Russell said, then reached out and began squeezing Hattie's breasts.

"Oh!" Hattie moaned. "Why does that feel so good?"

Encouraged, Lawrence slid up behind her and pulled down her skirt and panties. He began aggressively massaging her buttocks. "What about this? Does that feel good?"

Henry didn't know why but it did. Hattie reached for Morton's hand and dragged it to her pussy. Morton's hand took it from there.

Russell was still squeezing and fondling but slowed as he asked, "Henry? Are you gay? I mean, it's okay if you are but..."

"I'm not," Hattie moaned, loving the attention of hands all over her body. "It has something to do with being in this body I think. You've all got to try it out."

And try it out they did. They took turns fucking Hattie, then left poor Rick in the basement and went to their respective homes. They met up in different bodies throughout the night, changing regularly, behaving outlandishly, and making out every chance they got.

Rick, the firm's only associate, had finally found the paperwork his bosses requested, but was disappointed to see that they had all gone for the day. Hattie, the secretary, looking somewhat disheveled, had said they were all taking a half day and he could have the rest of the day off paid. Rick sighed. It must be nice to be partner. Fresh out of law school, he was still slaving away at the beck and call of those more experienced than he. Returning home early was not appealing however, as a cold, dying marriage awaited him.

Tori had married Rick halfway through law school. It seemed they had been in passionate love for five seconds, and then the honey moon was over. The pressures of school, impending debt, and now long hours at a seemingly thankless job had chipped away at a relationship that needed more time and effort than he currently had time to give. He knew he carried a large part of the blame, but Tori shouldered some of the burden as well. These days she just seemed to care about money, but refused to get a job and add to their small income. Instead, she pressured Rick daily to work harder so that he would become partner and eventually make something of himself. That was the nice way of saying it. Her way of saying it was more akin to making him feel like dirt, which had driven him to impotency. For a woman that he had originally been rock hard for, his dick now shriveled at her icy presence, a fact that he had once shared in a drunken post office outing with his bosses.

Rick arrived to an empty apartment, which was a pleasant surprise. Tori was no doubt out with her girlfriends spending money they didn't have, which would lead to the usual fight about how she was irresponsible and he was unsuccessful. His funk had fully set in as he landed on the couch, beer in hand. When he made his way to the bedroom, she still hadn't come home. It wouldn't surprise him if she was having an affair. It seemed they were both looking for a way out of this doomed marriage and one of them was just waiting for the other to pull the pin.

Morning light cascaded between the curtains, which caused Rick to stir under the covers. He felt a hand shake him gently, and his wife's voice said, "Wake up sleepy head. I have a surprise for you."

Rick briefly wondered if he could continue to feign sleep, because surprises from his wife were never good. He decided to just bite the bullet and rolled over. He blinked his eyes rapidly, not believing what he was seeing. His wife was wearing an aquamarine silk lingerie that clung tight to her. He eyed the visible points where her tits poked at the soft fabric and for a second, and thought he felt a flicker of life in his penis. It quickly dissipated as he reasoned his wife must just be doing this to torment him.

Tori looked at her husband with pity in her eyes, then handed him a blue pill and glass of water. "Here, take this. You're going to need it."

"What is it?" Rick asked, eyeing the pill suspiciously.

"Just trust me," she said coyly, then pursed her lips as a thought seemed to strike her. "You probably don't, do you. Well, hmm...how about you take it after I wrap my mouth around your cock?" She flung the covers off and started pulling down his boxers.

"Tori, what are you doing? You know I can't!" Rick argued as his limp dick came into view.

"That's what the pill is for, and if I'm remembering correctly, I haven't exactly done anything to bring the little guy to life lately. I'm going to try to make it up to you this morning." Without any further words, she lowered her pink tongue onto his penis and began licking up and down the shaft like it was the tastiest treat she'd ever come across.

Her sudden oral attention did not go unnoticed by Rick's balls, which started to redden as blood flowed quickly to the area. He thought he might actually be sporting a semi, and quickly swallowed the pill. "Tori, I don't understand? I thought we weren't working and that...well, that you might want a divorce?"

Tori pulled her mouth away but kept stroking his soft dick with her hand. "Rick sweetie, what I want right now is for that pill to kick in so I can get your dick as hard as it's ever been for me. Then I want you use it to fill every hole in my body. I'm so fucking horny for you right now and I need you to give it to me."

Rick reached out and touched his wife's face. They had loved each other once, maybe there was still hope for them. He leaned forward and kissed her. She tasted of fruity alcohol. "Are you drunk right now? Is that what this is about?"

"Wow dude," Tori said, then caught herself. "I mean, I did go out drinking last night, but I'm not at all wasted. I ran into your bosses at a bar with my friends, and they...um, they told me how you talk about me all the time at work and how you're still so in love with me. I felt bad for the way I've been treating you lately and this is how I'm showing you right now. So listen, if you're going to give me the third degree, you might as well pat me down." She removed the silky lingerie with a flourish, then took his hand and began placing it on different parts of her body. Her face, her tits, her ass, and finally she brought it to her pussy. She brought one of his fingers onto her pussy lips and let him feel her juices there. "Do you believe me now? I'm this wet for you. I want to feel you slide into me and pound me until I cum again and again and...oh!" Tori's hand had never stopped stroking, and she smiled at the new length she felt. "Well, someone's finally happy to see me."

Tori pushed her husband back, and then swung one leg over his body. She raised herself up and grabbed his now hard cock and slowly guided it into her. She began to rock slowly back and forth as he watched her movements closely, fascinated by the eroticism of it all. But when she began talking, he really started paying attention. "Oh Rick, your dick feels amazing inside me. It's so nice and hard. Oh yeah, give it to me you stud. Yeah, show me what I've been missing. Fuck me. Fuck me so good!" This continued for several minutes until Tori came loudly, filling their tiny apartment with a scream of ecstasy. Her reaction caused Rick's balls to tighten, and then he blew the load he had thought would never come again.

Tori rolled off him, both of them panting slightly. She picked up her phone and sat up to send a quick text. "Rick, that was really nice. I'm proud of you. I'm tapping out now. Hope you're ready for round two."

"Tapping out?" Rick asked, not understanding or caring in his present state. "Wait, round two?"

His wife smiled lovingly at him. "Yeah, round two. That little pill should keep the blood flowing down there for a few hours. Be sure to put it to good use."

"But...I have work."

"Yeah, don't worry about that. The guys in your office know how you'll be spending the morning." After saying this last sentence, his wife's eyes seemed to roll back in her head and she flopped back onto the pillow. A few seconds later Rick watched as she put a hand to her head as if recovering from a hangover. Tori's eyes expressed disgust and horror at her naked husband lying next to her. "What is happening right now? Did we have sex?"

Rick laughed, but stopped abruptly as he realized that his wife wasn't kidding. "Uh, well yes. You seemed, uh, really into it?"

She gave a derisive laugh. "How could I with that limp prick of yours. It hasn't been hard enough to penetrate me in months. Now what the hell happened? How did I even get here? The last thing I remember was being at a bar and then...this beautiful woman came up and said she knew me but I didn't recognize her."

Rick scratched his head. "Was that before or after you ran into my bosses?"

"Your bosses? I never met your..." Tori's voice cut off mid sentence and she remained perfectly still. Then with a loud gasp like she had remembered the importance of breathing, she moved again and began looking around inquisitively. "Wow, never can get used to that."

"Tori? What has gotten into you?" Rick demanded. He had appreciated the trouble she had gone to in coaxing his dick into action, but then to insult him like that, it was mean and unsettling.

Tori didn't answer right away. It seemed her breasts were distracting her because she was feeling herself up in front of him. After more than a few seconds had passed, Rick cleared his throat and her hands froze mid grope. Tori's eyes drifted to meet his and she smiled sheepishly, then dropped her hands quickly, causing her boobs to bounce before him. "Sorry about that. I just, I have really nice tits, don't I? Are you ready to fuck me again?"

"Tori, what the hell? Why did you just give me a shit about my erection problem after letting me fuck you, and then start feeling yourself up like I'm not in the room? Seriously, what has gotten into you?"

Tori took her husband's chastisement well. She didn't argue back, but instead, looked thoroughly chastised and submissive. She got on all fours and began crawling slowly to where he sat on the other side of the bed. "I'm so sorry Rick. I was bad. I've been bad for such a long time and I want to make it up to you any way you want."

Rick couldn't help but admire the shape his wife's body made, her back arched upwards, her butt sticking up high, the perfect position to take her from behind and...he felt his dick give another twitch. "Whatever pill you gave me, I think I might be able to actually go again here very soon, but why don't you start making it up to me by bringing me breakfast in bed."

Brief disappointment flashed across Tori's face, but it was gone a second later. She backed off the bed and stood up, looking thoughtful. "Yes, yes okay. I can work with this." She went to her closet and reached towards the back. "Okay, good, she remembered right." Tori glanced over her shoulder to see her husband watching her intently. "Close your eyes and don't look. I'll have a surprise for you in a few minutes."

Shaking his head, Rick closed his eyes. "I'm not sure I'm up for any more surprises this morning."

She took the outfit and slipped out of their bedroom, shutting the door as she went. She called from outside, "Stay in here while I make breakfast for you."

"What? Why can't I leave?"

"It's part of the surprise! Now stay put!"

Rick rolled his eyes and retrieved his tablet from his bedside table. He pulled up the daily news and several reports popped up about strange behavior from people worldwide. It seemed all celebrities were behaving scandalously. He clicked on one to read about two very famous actresses meeting up for brunch, nothing odd about that, but then they had started a public make session. There were several pictures and a video and he felt the start of an erection reappearing. The bottom of the article put it on pause however. The author of the article shared that this behavior seemed to be widespread and seemed to be affecting more than just celebrities. One growing theory was that people's minds were being taken over and controlled using a rogue computer program. The whole idea was preposterous, but...his wife was behaving quite strangely. He searched through more articles and found the name of the program in question. He searched Mind Hack and several stories appeared, but were already blocked from being read. Rick fumed at the government's obvious censorship of this, but it did provide credibility to something bigger happening. After a few minutes of scrolling, he found one that opened. It was a blog someone had written about their husband not being their husband. He was halfway through when he heard a knock from the bedroom door.

The knocking startled him, and he didn't know how to respond. After a few seconds, the knocking came again. "Who's there?" he asked.

His wife's voice, higher than she usually talked, answered timidly, "Housekeeping."

"Uh, come in?" Rick offered.

The door swung open and there was his wife in an outfit he had not seen since their first year of marriage. It was a sexy French maid outfit, so sexy that it was only suitable to wear in the privacy of their home. Her head was adorned with a white lace headband. She had clearly put on makeup in the bathroom as her cheeks were rosy and her lips were a vibrant red. The maid costume was skin tight with white ruffles on the sleeve, and went just low enough to barely cover her pussy. The front of a black thong was visible, and nothing after that, giving him a spectacular view of her long, sexy legs. She looked expectantly at him, and then Rick registered that she carried a tray with a plate of food for him. She tried to speak in a French accent. "Did you order room service monsieur?"

Rick laughed at her attempt to sound French. It was just as bad as he remembered from the first time she had worn it so long ago. "Yes, I guess I did."

She smiled sweetly and brought the tray to his lap. Tori had prepared him fluffy eggs and French toast with a side of bacon. She picked up the fork and stabbed a piece of egg, then lifted it to her husband's mouth. He opened and she guided it in, pulling it out as his mouth closed around the food she had lovingly prepared. "Do you like it?"

Rick couldn't remember the last time his wife had cooked anything this good for him. She tended to eat out a lot and the closest he got for food from her these days was cold leftovers. "It's really good!" he said as he took the fork from her and began cutting off a piece of the French toast.

She beamed at him. "Oh, I almost forgot the syrup." She ran out of the room and Rick watched her cute petite ass as she went.

While Rick was chewing, the article about Mind Hack came back to him. His wife's behavior made it seem very relevant. But it couldn't be real, and besides, why would anyone take over his wife just so they could fuck him. He was a nobody. He still had some of his looks but he was just a grunt in a small law firm, waiting endlessly for his chance to prove himself and move up the ladder.

Tori came back in with a huge smile on her face, carrying a bottle of syrup. When she was almost to him, she appeared to trip. The bottle tipped towards him and a large portion landed on his bare chest and began running down his stomach towards his crotch. "Oh merde! I am so sorry sir! Please allow me to clean it off you." She placed the bottle on the tray and moved it aside, then sidled up to him. She began slowly licking the syrup off of his chest. At first, her tongue poked out timidly, giving him goose bumps up and down his skin where her tongue lightly touched. But then her tongue came out further, and she began to make eye contact with him, watching him watch her as her tongue began to slide farther down and down.

Rick's hard on was back with a vengeance, but he stupidly pointed out to his wife a problem with her cleaning service. "I don't think you have to go much lower. The syrup stopped right here, above my dick."

She broke eye contact with him and looked down, noticing his obvious arousal. She resumed eye contact with him and without looking away, she picked up the syrup bottle and positioned the lip over his cock. She poured out a generous portion onto his now throbbing erection. "Oops," she said coyly. "Now may I clean your cock with my mouth sir?"

Rick swallowed hard and again had the brief thought that this was not at all his wife's normal behavior. He thought about asking her about it, but instead he said, "You may." Then he forgot to breathe as his wife's tongue was suddenly all over his cock. Over the next few minutes, she got every last bit of syrup, even what had escaped to his balls and run down his taint. She looked up at him when she had got it all and there was now a hunger in her eyes. Rick had managed not to blow his load, either because of the pill or the fact that this was already round two today. He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, kissing her passionately, tasting the sweetness of the syrup still on her tongue. Then he rolled her to the side, knocking over the tray in the process.

"Sir!" she protested, looking to the side as if ashamed. "This is not appropriate! I am your maid!"

Rick smiled. "Yes you are, but you made a mess, and so I must punish you."

Tori looked at him expectantly, trying to mask her excitement at his words. "Yes sir, I understand. Please do as you will."

Rick forcibly turned her over and grabbed the sides of her thong. He yanked it down hard, pulling her towards him. She screamed at the suddenness of it, which Rick appreciated. "Life your ass up!" he ordered.

His wife dutifully obeyed, and he wasted no time thrusting balls deep into her. There was no resistance at all, she was so wet. "Oh yes! Please, more! Give me more! Fuck your slutty maid!" And for several minutes, Rick did just that. He stopped several times to slap his wife's butt hard on both cheeks, leaving his hand print there. Each time Tori moaned in ecstasy. She came multiple times by the time her husband finally exploded inside her. After he had finished, her knees buckled and she collapsed on the bed. "Okay," she mumbled. "I've had my turn. Next."

Rick's brain was in a lovely, post orgasmic state, but he heard his wife's strange words. "Honey, you're not making sense again?" And then he saw his wife's head twitch slightly, and then she pushed herself up quickly to a sitting position.

"What the hell is going on?" Tori yelled standing up and stepping in eggs. She spun around and looked between her outfit and her husband with a look of confusion and anger. "How did I get in this outfit? Did you drug me and then fuck me? Why does my ass...hold on." She walked briskly to the closet mirror and looked closely at her butt. "Why are there hand prints on my ass cheeks? Did you spank me after you drugged me?"

"Tori, you came on to me!" Rick shouted. "You were the one who brought me breakfast in bed in that old French maid costume you got forever ago. You were the one who sucked my dick and then moaned like a porn star every time I smacked your ass! I didn't drug you! I don't know what game this is but I don't like this part of it."

"You fucking liar! I want a divorce!"

The words hit Rick hard. He had thought them as well, but now they were out there, out in the open. There was no taking them back. "So what was this? Just a last pity fuck session before we part ways? Why are you acting this way? It's like you're two different people." And then pieces fell into place. "Tori, wait? What do you remember?"

She pulled a bathrobe from her closet and put it on around the maid costume. She did not want him to see her in any sexual way ever again. "I told you, I ran into this woman last night at a bar who said she knew you, and then I wake up this morning after it looks like we had sex, and then...it's like I have a blank spot, and then I'm here feeling freshly fucked again with sore ass cheeks." As she recalled it, her anger mixed with fear. "Rick, what's going on? Why can't I remember? What did you do?"

"I think...I think someone is taking over your body with...some program that is out there. Apparently it uses Peace of Mind's cyber stuff in our heads and let's someone jump in and take control of our bodies." Even as he said it he knew it sounded crazy.

"Oh fuck you!" Tori said, allowing the anger to overwhelm her fear. "No one could do that? No one is taking over my body!" Her face jerked suddenly and it looked as though she would fall. Rick lurched forward to catch her, but she righted herself and looked at him slyly. When she spoke, it was not her voice, but that of one of his three bosses, Lawrence. "It's not just one person at all, but three."

Rick watched in stunned silence as his wife looked into the mirror again. She was back to feeling herself up in front of him, letting her hands explore every curve. She brought both hands to her nipples and pinched them hard. "Damn, your wife's tits are real sensitive. It's the one part of her body that doesn't feel like it's been used enough. Care to fix that?"

Tori started walking towards her husband, but he retreated. "I was right! This is nuts. First some questions. You're Lawrence, right? I recognize your voice."

"Gold star, Rick. Your prize is you get to fuck me."

"I hardly think I'm ready to..."

Tori's hand pointed low at Rick. "I'd say the pill is in full effect. Looks like you're more than ready to go again."

Rick looked down and sure enough, he was at full mast. Undaunted at this, he carried on. "Has it been you all this time? You said three people a minute ago. Don't tell me..."

"That's right. We've been taking turns. Russell went first and I'd say excelled at getting you nice and ready for us. Then Morton, who said he loved the spanking you gave him. He wouldn't shut up about it when he got back. Now it's my turn, and judging by what you're packing, I think it's fair to say you won't disappoint." Tori's body approached him.

"Wait," Rick said, his hands out in front of him, trying to keep her from coming any closer. "This is too weird. How come you don't sound like her anymore? And why are you doing this at all?"

Lawrence's voice erupted in laughter, a deep booming sound, then twisted Tori's head towards her bedside table where she had set her phone. "Guys, make me sound like her now."

Rick followed her gaze. "Why are you talking like someone's in the room with us?"

"Because in a way, someone is. Russell didn't send a text earlier, but made a call and turned the sound down. We could hear everything here, but you couldn't hear us. It has been very entertaining. I couldn't wait till it was my turn. As for the voice, I hopped in with mine because we knew you were getting suspicious, but might not believe us unless we showed you."At the next sentence, Lawrence's voice was gone, and Tori's was back. "As to why we're doing this, your hard work has not gone unnoticed by us at the firm. We also know your marriage has suffered because of it, and when we discovered this Mind Hack program yesterday, we saw a way to give you a well deserved bonus."

"I'm getting a raise?" Rick asked hopefully.

"Better," Tori answered, right before their doorbell rang.

"I wonder who that is," Rick looked at the door. "And what about Henry? Did he skip out on this?"

"Why don't you see who's at the door before I answer that," Tori said, winking mischievously at him.

Rick did a double take between his wife and the door. He quickly put on a pair of trousers and threw a white t-shirt on. He left their bedroom and approached their front door with caution. He put his eye to the peephole and felt confused for the hundredth time today. He stepped back, then opened the door for Hattie, the firm's secretary. She was holding one of their tablets, looking at it like it contained precious, top secret files, then eyed him expectantly. "May I come in Rick? The firm sent me. They want me to take dictation."

"Uh...won't you come in?" Rick offered, motioning her forward with a sweeping gesture. She strode past him and Rick was reminded of the time he had tried to downplay Hattie's buxom figure to his wife when she had been hired. His wife had been jealous at the time, thinking this attractive secretary would steal her man from her, but nothing had happened. But now she was in his house. Why had the firm sent her? "Hattie, I'm afraid this really isn't a good time. My wife is...ill and I need to...uh..." Anything else he might have said was forgotten as Hattie turned and started removing her red blouse right in his foyer.

"Hattie? What are you doing?"

"I told you," she said, getting on her knees in front of him and unzipping his trousers. "I'm here to take dictation." His dick sprang out her like a divining rod that found a promising water source. She wasted no time in wrapping her lips around it.

"What in the hell oh man that's nice," Rick got out, then froze as his wife appeared. Honey...I mean, Lawrence. This isn't what it looks like. I've never slept with her before."

Tori giggled. "Rick, you can't be this dumb if you want to make partner some day."

Rick looked down at Hattie in surprise. "You mean this is..."

Hattie's lips found fresh air as she looked up at him and smiled. "Henry, but you can call me Hattie right now. Is it okay if I finish sucking you off?"

A new question arose in Rick's mind, momentarily pausing his lustful thoughts. "Why are you blowing me? You have a wife and kids! You go to strip clubs all the time! Do you...are you bisexual?"

Hattie stood up and laughed causing her boobs to jiggle hypnotically. "Ha! No way. I never, ever wanted to see another man's piece until I got into this body. When I took over Hattie yesterday, I looked down at these two luscious mounds," Hattie groped herself with both hands for emphasis. "And I got turned on by the very sight of them, but, it felt different, because, you know, my dick wasn't there. I go show the guys and their eyes were all over me and I felt my whole body heat up. When they put their hands on me, well, I wanted more, and suddenly dick wasn't disgusting, but very appealing."

Tori nodded vigorously in agreement. "It's like now Rick. When I'm in my body, I don't fantasize about that hard dick inside me at all, but right now..." she lowered a finger and slid it between her pussy lips and moaned. "Right now it's all I can think about. And it's my turn, so I'm going to need you and Hattie to come with me and we'll see which of us you can get off first."

While Tori had been speaking, Hattie had stepped out of the skirt she was wearing, revealing no panties underneath. She walked over to Tori and kissed her sensuously on the mouth, their tongues darting in and out and moaned excessively. She broke it off and began walking towards the bedroom. "Should we make it interesting for him?" she called back.

"What did you have in mind?" Tori asked as they both followed after her.

"How about, if we both cum before he does, he gets a raise," Hattie suggested. "But if he cums first, he has to keep letting us take turns fucking him for the rest of the day."

Tori joined Hattie, now posing on the bed and feeling herself up and down. "Mm, I like that idea. How about it Rick? Do you want a raise, or do you want to fuck us all day?"

Rick was torn as he watched Tori's face disappear between Hattie's legs. "I, well they both sound nice, but I..."

"Either way, we're going to help you get out of this toxic relationship," Hattie said, gasping every now and then as Tori's tongue licked her clitoris. "Sorry to say your wife's been cheating on you, and we got all the proof we need to make sure a divorce comes out in your favor."

Rick smiled. He knew he should feel hurt or betrayed by this news, but instead he felt relief. He kept smiling as he came up behind Hattie and slipped inside her wet pussy as she continued to eat out his wife. He ended up not getting a raise that day, but he was more than okay with the outcome.

Thousands more stories like these played themselves out, and the evidence of POM's involvement due to a breach in their security became insurmountable. Peace of Mind was flooded with calls, emails, protestors, all demanding answers to the current crisis. POM finally relented, and reluctantly issued a statement to all media outlets, knowing there was no chance of cover up. It was this statement read by a pretty young newswoman that Dan Stein heard as his senses began to return to him.

"Peace of Mind is issuing a warning to all citizens that have the mandatory cyber implants. An illegal computer program has compromised our security and your cyber brain could be vulnerable to occupation from an outside source. If you or anyone you know is experiencing losses of memory, or if their signal square is blinking, alert your local authorities and they will be there as quick as they can. We want you to know this issue is of the greatest importance, and we are doing everything in our power to quickly resolve this threat to our peaceful way of life."

The camera moved to a wide shot showing her male co-anchor, who was about to speak, but then the newswoman continued. "Also, if you have ever wanted to see my tits, here they are in all their glory!" She then lifted up her shirt, clutched at the bra, and exposed two large breasts. "Amazing, aren't they?" she smiled confidently.

"Cynthia?" her male counterpart balked. "What are you doing?" His face froze, as if something powerful was dawning on him. Then he gasped, blinked rapidly, and stared at Cynthia's tits. He leaned over and motor boated them as Cynthia laughed before the screen cut to a technical difficulties sign.

"This is the best day ever!" a low voice said. "Pity it won't last.

The low voice was familiar to Dan and he looked around groggily for the source. It seemed to have originated from where Chance Kirkwood, former CEO of POM was standing, but Dan knew that it was not his voice. "Kirkwood?" he said, and meant it to sound threatening. Instead, it sounded shrill and sweet. Dan rolled his eyes as he looked down and surveyed himself. He was laid back comfortable on a couch. And he was a her again, presumably one of the two beautiful women that had been in the Kirkwood residence when Dan and Adam had hopped in. Dan had been temporarily in Kirkwood's body, before being unceremoniously rejected for some reason.

Kirkwood continued to watch the screen, flipping channels to other news sources, but a kind feminine voice next to him spoke up. "Dan? Are you really in there now? I was getting worried."

Dan looked at the speaker. It was the woman they had sent Adam into. Dan gawked briefly. She was stunning. "Yeah, it's me kid. Mind filling me in on what I missed. I was in Kirkwood's head, but someone else was already in there, and now, well, I'm in this body apparently."

"You seemed to black out," Adam's feminine body answered. "Someone that sounded nothing like Chance began speaking through him. He went over to that desk of computers over there and his body jerked a little, then the body you're in now shook the same way. I think whoever is controlling Chance sent you into this woman somehow."

"I don't get it," Dan said. "Only one person should be able to inhabit another person's cyber mind. How was there another person in there already, and how did he take over like that?"

Kirkwood's face looked at them both, sitting side by side on a beige sofa on the other side of the room. The strange voice asked, "Would you like the long answer, or the short one?"

Dan and Adam both looked at each other, nodded, then both said in unison, "Long."

The voice laughed and Kirkwood's body approached. "First of all, please know that we're all on the same side here. I've been watching your exploits for some time now, helping you along the way. Making sure to unlock more features for you as well as saving your lives, you're welcome by the way."

"So, you're the one we've been receiving messages from?" Adam asked.

"One and the same. You can call me Nevyn. It's a pleasure to finally meet you both face to face...sort of." He laughed at his own joke.

"But how?" Dan asked. "POM can't see the video feeds of people who have been hacked. We learned that firsthand inside one of POM's facilities. And why couldn't you get involved when my sister's life was on the line."

Nevyn's borrowed face softened. "Oh, you don't know. Your sister is fine. She's in POM custody, but she's fine. POM ordered all guns to be set to non lethal in order to capture those that had used the program you call Mind Hack."

"What?" Dan felt his face contort and his host's heightened emotions begin to manifest in the form of tears. "She's okay? That's amazing. Am I ugly crying?"

Adam was also tearing up but managed to retort, "I don't think anything that body you're in could ever be described as ugly."

"Can you help get her out?" Dan sobbed.

"She should be set free shortly," Nevyn answered happily.

"She will?" Dan asked incredulously. Everything seemed to be working out perfectly.

Nevyn smiled at them. "In a way. I'm sure you'll see her again someday."

This response sent a warning sign down Dan's borrowed spine. "Uh...what do you mean someday?"

Possibly the most unnerving thing was how Nevyn's smile never faltered as he ignored Dan's question by posing one of his own. "You saw the lightning strike didn't you? It's interesting how all these centuries, that's never been done to me before. I was always the one seeing people's memories, never the other way around."

"Did you say centuries?" Adam asked disbelievingly. He was beginning to think this Nevyn person might be a little unhinged.

"I've been around awhile, yeah. If I were to tell you my whole story, we'd be here awhile, so I'll sum it up for you. When I was a kid, I gained the ability to hop into someone's body by just touching them. I had access to their memories, their feelings, everything that made them who they were. I floated through life at first and tried to make a difference in the world. I wanted to put an end to the countless wars and social injustices. I took control of several influential people to accomplish my idealist dream of creating a utopian society. I was even the President of the United States for a short while, back when that position still existed. Nothing I did worked. People are far too self absorbed to ever care about anything more than the few who coexist with them in their tiny bubbles. So I gave up trying and just drifted through life feeding my more primitive instincts."

"What were those?" Adam asked.

"Pretty sure he fucked everything that moved," Dan suggested. "That sound about right?"

Nevyn laughed at this. His laughter was low and gravely, the kind of laugh that rubbed Dan the wrong way. He sincerely hoped this guy was on their side. "That is about right Mr. Stein. I fucked my way through several decades until I stumbled on a bit of an anomaly."

"Like in space?" Adam asked.

Dan rolled his eyes. "Kid, I love you, but shut up while the grown ups are talking."

Nevyn resumed. "I met a person who was a great mystery to me. I could not possess him. Every time I touched him, his body remained his own. It was maddening. I demanded answers from him and when he would not tell me, I toyed with him for a time while trying to investigate why he was immune to my gift. By the time I figured it out, an accident cause me to swap with him, transferring my power completely to him. I thought at last I could live a normal life. I had the love of an amazing woman and what seemed like a family that accepted me over time. But I was not prepared for what Derek and his sister discovered at college. It changed everything, and it led me on the path to be here with you today, ready to finally make a lasting difference in the world."

Adam and Dan remained silent for several seconds, expecting Nevyn to fill in a few more details. Finally, Dan asked, "So, what happened at college that changed everything?"

At this question, Kirkwood's face flushed slightly, "Oh, you wouldn't want all those details. It's a lot of scientific drivel, mixed with the occasional orgy and incestuous relationship. Derek's father was the one who really surprised us all when...you know what, no, we can discuss that maybe another time. Right now I'm excited to share with you the next phase. You have to understand, I've been waiting specifically for you to join me."

Adam's beautiful face showed disappointment. "Can we at least hear a little bit about the orgies and the incest?"

Nevyn surprised them both by coming over and hugging Adam, not in a sexually charged way, but like he was proud of him. "Adam, you are incorrigible. It's was partially your perverse nature and the joy I had watching you both explore your perversions that I wanted to keep you alive."

"What was the other part?" Dan asked.

"Oh," Nevyn shrugged. "He came up with the name Mind Hack, which I liked very much. I'm sorry Adam, but the rest was mine."

This information confirmed a suspicion for Dan, but Adam still needed more clarification. "What do you mean the rest was yours? I came up with the whole program."

Nevyn smiled condescendingly. "Adam, I hate to burst your bubble, but...well, let me back up a bit. After Derek's college years where we learned how to harness my gift through science, albeit in a very controlled environment, I dedicated several years to make it accessible to the masses through technological advancements. In between laying the groundwork for what would become the uprisings, I hopped into the brightest engineers, computer programmers and hackers I could find. What I learned from them helped me create a program that would see me fulfill my ultimate dream. You were one of those hackers Adam. You were just a kid, but you were a prodigy. You became one of my last hops because I had created 99 percent of the program already. The majority of it as I'm sure you know is Peace of Mind's operating system. Mind Hack itself is just the key that transforms it into something glorious. As I ran through your mind, gleaning anything I thought might be helpful, your memories showed me that we were like minded in my goal of overthrowing a corrupt government that does nothing to actually look out for the people. Other than that, I obtained nothing from you that time, but I did accidentally leave something behind."

Adam was hanging on Nevyn's every word. "What?"

"When I'm in someone's body, I control what they remember when I leave. I can make them forget everything, or make them remember things that never happened. But if I don't do anything, they'll remember everything I made them do and even think while I was inside them. When I hopped out of you, Adam, I left behind the entire code to Mind Hack. Over the years you got it all down and made some changes, not better ones by the way, it's why I can override you and see things you can't. You basically have the beta version. Still, it was a very good effort. When you finally infiltrated POM, I knew right away. I watched your every move and thought about sending POM agents right to your door. But then I saw that you had named my program that I left behind in your memories. You called it Mind Hack, and, I don't know, it suddenly felt like I had someone else to share all this with. I've been by myself for quite some time now, ever since Bekka died."

"Who's Bekka?" Adam asked.

"Shut up dude," Dan said not unkindly. He was eyeing Nevyn warily. "Let's circle back to what you said about the uprisings."

"Oh that," Nevyn said proudly. "Well I needed an excuse to get our top secret findings into everyone. What better way than to give people a scare and create a temporary global dictatorship?" Nevyn slowed as he noticed the look of horror on the two pretty women's faces. "Hey, I can't claim sole responsibility for all the atrocities that were done during that awful time. I just spurred it along at the beginning, hopping into influential anti government types and winding up the locals. It was too easy frankly, way easier than writing code for all those years prior."

When his guests continued to sit in stunned silence, Nevyn continued. "So I had the means, I created the opportunity to put it into action, and now we're at phase two. It's actually been ready for a little while now, but I really hoped you would be here to join me when I initiated it."

Finally Dan broke his silence. "I'm terrified to ask, but, what's phase two."

Nevyn was still smiling, but there was no joy in it, only a cold resolve. "Everyone with an implant will get to experience what it's like to be me. Going from body to body, life to life as I have for centuries. Everyone will get a chance to walk in another man's shoes. Everyone will get to experience all walks of life, man, woman, young, old, rich, poor, from the most powerful CEO, to the homeless vagabond on the street. Humanity will finally gain the empathy they have been sorely lacking all this time. They will take care of lives that are not their own in the hopes that a person is taking care of the future body they will be in later."

For once, Adam understood before Dan. "You're going to force a mass swap on the world?"

"Exactly!" Nevyn crowed. "Everyone in POM's worldwide system has been backed up. That took a long, long time, but they are all here, ready to be shuffled."

Dan was breathing hard as he realized what Nevyn had meant about his sister being set free. She would be free, but would be shuffled into a sea of billions of bodies. He stared into Nevyn's eyes. "You're fucking crazy. This is not what we had in mind when we came here to overthrow POM."

Nevyn nodded. "But it's so much better. And yes, after all these years I might be a little crazy, but I believe in this. I honestly feel it could be humanity's last hope for a peaceful existence."

"But won't people become just as self absorbed in their new bodies?" Adam protested.

"That's why I've set a clock to reshuffle everyone every few days. The time will always be random, but will be at least past 48 hours and not exceed 96. Don't you see? It's perfect."

"And then you'll what?" Dan asked menacingly. "You'll switch everyone back to their original selves after a month or so?"

Nevyn gritted his teeth. "I said I wanted people to experience my life, one that has lasted centuries. So no, more than a month."

"What about the kids?" Adam pleaded. "Someone different will be in their parents' bodies. Someone that won't care about them at all."

"I planned for that hiccup a long time ago." Nevyn became chipper again as he explained. "I've heightened emotions during swaps. Dan, surely you must have realized this the first time you hopped your sister and let a man have sex with you. You would have never let that happen in your body. You might not have let it happen in your sister's, but your body's desires were elevated and went along with its normal biological response to those desires. Every child will be okay because the love that the original parent felt will still be inside that body, and the new occupant will feel that love even more so and will watch over that child as if they were their own."

Adam was grasping at straws, anything to make Nevyn rethink this madness. "But couldn't someone just come here to your computer and change everyone back?"

Nevyn shook his head congenially. "Adam, my final version of Mind Hack doesn't run on my computer. It's hidden in the far reaches of the internet, protected by the most advance encryption system the world has ever known, devised by myself and the finest computer science minds of the past several decades. And once it's initiated, all other versions of Mind Hack will become obsolete and will become inert."

"You're a monster," Dan said bluntly. "Adam and I will stop you."

Nevyn was in arm's reach of both of them, but he didn't look at all worried. "You can't. No one can, well, I mean maybe someone could but I'm not sure if they're still alive and..." but the rest of the thought would be left unfinished as his body gave way to a violent shudder.

"Adam, now!" Dan yelled as he leapt forward, throwing his arms around Kirkwood's body, trying to restrain him. Nevyn stopped shaking and Adam got up to help, but before he could assist, he watched as the woman's body Dan was in began to shudder as well.

After a few seconds, the shudder subsided and the woman that had been Dan looked at Adam with a wicked grin. When she spoke, it was Nevyn's voice. "It'll be hard to stop me if you can't touch me. But just in case, let me show you another trick, Adam."

The woman touched Kirkwood again, which cause his body to elicit yet another shudder. Nevyn had passed back into the man's body, then he looked at the body Dan must still be in. "Dan, please restrain Adam from coming after me while I walk over to the computer."

The woman moved quickly behind Adam and held both of his arms behind his back. "Dan, stop! We need to keep him from doing this!"

Nevyn patted the top of Adam's female head. "He'll do anything I say for the next few minutes. It's a little side affect people acquire after I hop out of them. Now if you'll excuse me, I want you to witness this." Nevyn triumphantly walked to his desk of monitors and tapped for several moments on the keyboard. At the last second he paused before hitting the execute button and met Adam's eyes. "I hope we meet again someday. But I suppose even if we do, we probably won't know it." He hit the button, and everyone eighteen and older all around the world fell momentarily silent as each individual consciousness was sent arbitrarily to another random body somewhere on the planet. After a brief pause, the world collectively gasped and opened new eyes.

The End

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