Patient Zero
It could happen to you. Thats what all the conspiracy theorists say. They say it doesn’t happen all at once, it actually creeps up on you. Before you even notice you’ve been infected, it’s too late. We’ve lived through a worldwide pandemic, why would any one even bat and eye at some unlikely mythical parasitic possession illness?
The email went out to everyone in the office on Wednesday. “Luke is out sick for today.” I realistically called out pretending to be nauseous but I just didn’t have the strength to deal with their nonsense today. I was treating myself to a movie and stopped to get lunch at my favorite cafe before the showing started. I always get the grilled cheese and soup but for some reason I was craving the Cuban sandwich. Despite my cravings, I ordered the unorthodox item.
The changes to my regular routine kept coming that day and by the end of it I sat on the edge of my bed unusually tired from all the days new experiences. I looked back and thought huh maybe it’s time for a new chapter in life. Little did I know that my life had wrapped up its time, and now it was the parasites turn.
I never used to eat much. When I was younger, I accidentally choked on the food and it traumatized me for eating so many types of food. I just told myself I wasn’t going to be a unique food person. I would eat bland and mundane. I didn’t want to experience choking ever again.
As a result of that, I became quite the Twink you can imagine. But after that day, I started eating more. I naturally, or so I told myself, began gravitating towards protein-dense foods. Before a long I caught myself beginning to run and prepared for a 5k, which obviously required me to get a gym membership. Friends really supported the self love era I seemed to be going through. Inside, none of it felt like me, but my body kept telling me to go.
Weeks became months became nearly a year. It was actually disgusting how much food I had to just stuff down my throat to get here. No literally there were moments where I had to convince myself to turn off my consciousness and just stuff chicken or tuna down my gullet. I looked good though right? I tried to convince myself I got somewhere good so I didn’t need to lock in so much anymore. I was determined to at least get one week off from the gym and face stuffing. I woke up that Sunday but felt like my eyes stayed closed. I went to the restroom and the loud flushing made me finally open my eyes.
Somehow I lost track of time and found myself in the gym. Sweating, panting even. I had done the whole workout already? I must’ve been losing it. I got home and showered ready to play some video games with friends. After a few matches I felt myself dosing off already and decided to take a nap.
I closed my eyes for a second, barely a blink. I opened my eyes, I was mid-selfie half dressed when a text came in from “date tonight”.
It just read see you soon. I looked around the room as if someone had been there breaking in. Left right, no one around. Left right, when I turned left again, a hand pulled me into a kiss. I melt into the steamy moment before I rip my eyes open to see I’m in a club restroom with the hottest man I’ve seen in eons. I wanted to ask a million questions to find out how I got here. Another blink and before I knew it we were in my living room but I was on the ground.
He gave me a devilish smirk as I realized my mouth was full. Taken an unfamiliar load from an unfamiliar man. I wanted to protest but my body was acting on its own. Bobbing back and forth while moans escaped my lips. Another blink as I returned to taking selfies. Sans most of my clothes apparently.
The stunner from the night before was waking up behind me and before I could ask my questions he opened his mouth. “Ready for round 3!” A statement not a question…my mind raced as he recounted the hours leading up to this.
“I gotta say I thought you might be a weirdo at first but now I see you just wanted a dom. I mean whispering in my ear that you’d do anything I want you to? That’s hot man! And when you actually took me twice without push back? Not many people can even take this beast once. I can’t wait to see how much bigger we can get you and your muscles. I like 100% beef and you’re only 60% there.”
I was yelling in my mind but my body had other plans. Ripping off the final piece of clothing I had on and turning to the stud.
“I’d do anything for you master. Now, where did you want me this time?” I replied with a wink and a puppy dog grin. Although it was no longer me at the wheel of my now cliche himbo body. I guess the conspiracy theorists were right to say by the time you realize you’re infected, it’s too late.
I cried that night as I had to witness the lay of my dreams without feeling a single second.
