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A Case of SCP-2982: Televon Telefex Secrecy-8
[SAVE CONTACT CHANGES?]
The alert on my phone shows, quickly followed by a chime. They’d been so close to getting me this time, again—too bad I didn’t feel like waiting for them any longer now that I’ve found a suitable body. I smirked at my phone, before pressing the ‘okay’ button and then closed my eyes as I braced for the quick rushing sensation that filled every cell of my body.
There was a split-second of darkness, of feeling untethered from everything—unable to hear, see, smell, like I was merely floating into the void. It was always part of the process, it wasn’t necessarily pleasant, but I’ve grown accustomed to it over the years that I have possessed this device. It was a feeling of peace , though, if only for a brief moment, until I feel my feet plant themselves into the ground again.
I felt my lips creeping up into a smirk, feeling warm sticky air brush along my bare skin. I let my eyes stay closed for a while, hearing the sound of grunting and metal clanking somewhere in the background as I tried to guess where I was. It was a no-brainer, it was obviously the gym—and the musk that filled the air turned me on instantly. I opened my eyes, and found myself standing in front of the mirror with my phone out. Seems like I got this one at the right moment.
[CONTACT UPDATE SUCCESSFUL]
“Damn.” I say under my breath, running a hand over my bare chest, and then brushing my fingers on the tip of the tent forming against the tight shorts I was now wearing. I grinned, and then cracked my next as I let out a sigh of relief and satisfaction.
I knew where I was, this was the locker room in the gym both I and Nico frequented—Nico, meaning the guy whose body I was inhabiting right now. I winked at my reflection, before checking back on the phone in my hand. It’s the same one I’ve used about a few seconds ago, and the one I’ve been using for years; it’s the root of everything, and ever since I’ve had this device, I felt like I was a god.
It was discovered by accident, some people from the task forces retrieved an alleged anomalous smartphone from some rich man’s mansion. Anomalies such as these don’t usually catch my eye—it wasn’t something I thought I could use for my advantage…that was until I saw it in action the first time. I smirked at my reflection as I recalled, gingerly placing the phone on one of the benches as the beast beneath begged for release.
The locker room was deserted. I was sure no one would barge in on me here, so I let one hand dip inside my shorts, exploring what Nico had been hiding underneath there. Even the slightest touch elicited a surge of shock from me and a moan, sending chills down my spine as I found myself leaning my back against one of the walls as I started to work on the length—much longer than any of the bodies I inhabited in the past.
See, the smartphone was mundane enough when first examined. The only difference was that it’s from an unknown brand, and the service provider itself was non-existent as well. But it didn’t just end there, no, I wouldn’t have stolen it now if it was just that. The power was within my contact lists.
My back arches as I felt pre ooze out of my length, catching glimpses of my reflection with my new face twisted in pleasure and my new voice moaning, echoing in the otherwise empty place. God, I’ve wondered for so long how it would feel to become Nico, and now that I’m here, it was way better than I expected, and I did not regret acting like his friend at all.
The anomalous and autonomous ability to import into itself contact information about people I know and even beyond that, since it includes all the information I could possibly need from someone other than their names and contact numbers—eye colour, weight, sexual orientation, religious belief, mental wellbeing, quality/length of life, you name it. Even their deepest secrets, though that wasn’t the end of it.
It’s editable, and that is when the true potential of this device is shown.
“Fuck, I’m close…” I hear myself say with Nico’s rich baritone voice, the sound itself was almost enough to push me off the edge and pick up the pace of my stroking. I could feel it building up at the base of my length, climbing up to the shaft to burst. I closed my eyes, chuckling amidst my moans.
If any of the contact information contained in my phone is edited, it manifests itself almost instantly into real life. It basically made me a god, with everyone I know running around thinking they had control over their lives, only to end up dancing on my palm the way I wanted them to. So it wasn’t too hard to get close to as much people as possible to expand my contacts, it’s been how I managed to keep evading the Foundation pursuing me for stealing this time. Though it took a little bit of time before I realized it had this capability.
It was during the time I was trying to explore what else the phone could do, when I was able to subdue and take with me two operatives pursuing me. Once I had their contacts pop up on my phone, I did something I haven’t tried before: switch all their personal information, including the images on their profile.
It was probably one of my best discoveries, which led me to try it on myself the next chance I had. And it did work, whenever I switched identities with someone, the phone somehow still ended up in my hand whichever body I was. And the person who ended up in my old body? Well, let’s just say they’re the ones cleaning up all the mess I leave them. Chances are, the foundation had already terminated them, thinking it was me, until they realized I wouldn’t make such a slip up.
That’s exactly what I did to Nico and myself just now—I had eyes and ears on the Foundation via the phone, and every time one of them plans it, it appears on their contact information. They have flagged my previous home, and it would only be a matter of time until they found the last body I utilized, which was Alex’s.
Alex had a great body, probably one of the best I’ve had too, and I met Nico through him. I did enjoy the heck out of it, which was the reason I held onto his body for nearly half a year despite the continuous urge and temptation to just switch with Nico instead. And I had fun, I could get just about anyone I wanted when I had Alex’s body for myself. It was a little ironic too, since he was my namesake.
Well Nico should be glad I gave him Alex’s body when I switched with him; if I were cruel then I would’ve put him in some old geezer’s body while I relished control of his true body, all to myself. I forgot what had happened to the real Alex, probably wasting away or terminated in the body I left him in. As for the real Nico, well, I knew he had feelings for Alex, the real one, before I stole that body, so perhaps this entire circumstance could serve as a gift for him.
See, I left Alex’s body in a prone position in his bead, naked and sweaty whilst in the middle of pleasuring myself, near the point of climax. With my phone in hand, once I felt the pressure building up in the base, I quickly opened my phone and switched our contacts the best I could, including the profile pictures in each. I remember grinning once I did so, putting this image of Nico on my contact information and knowing it was only a matter of time until I would see the same face in the mirror.
Nico is a nice guy—and he led an interesting life, and I was curious enough to want it. Along with his great body, he earned huge, boys and girls wanted him, he was friends with everyone, and yet he wasn’t one to flaunt it all. Sure, he was proud of his gains, but someone like him ought to have...More. He had everything going on for him, yet he wasn't using all of it right.
All this potential he has is wasted on him, although now that I’ve taken over, I could steer his life towards the path I want…at least until the next switch. It could be weeks, or even months, but I don’t care.
“Oh fuck, I’m—!” I almost screamed, biting my lower lip as my entire body shook and my back arched further, feeling the sweet release wash over me ecstasy and euphoria just at the thought of using Nico’s body, coupled with my last fierce stroke. I was nearly blinded by white as I felt myself sink down onto the ground, still pumping the last few drops of my new essence that pooled on the floor in front of me.
I just sat there as the afterglow kicked in, hand still gripping my softening member. Someone could walk in on me soon, but it felt good just sitting here, basking in the feeling of finally being able to do it in the body I desire. I sighed, letting the warmth flow through me and grinning to myself. After a short moment, I mustered enough strength to pull myself up.
I stood in front of the mirror, my tool still dripping, as I swiped the phone up from the bench. I snapped one more image of my reflection, before pulling my pants up and checking in on Nico’s updated contact info. Apparently, he had just finished doing the same thing I just did, and I couldn't help but chuckle to myself—at least we both had fun.
By now, I was sure the still dripping tip had created a wet spot on the front of my shorts, and I initially felt a little conscious about it until one particularly younger hunk walked in. He stops short once he sees me, the still visible bulge on my pants and then the wet crotch area. His eyes landed on the white puddle by my feet, to which his eyes grew wide at as blood rushed to his face.
“Like what you see?” I teased, prompting him to open his mouth in order to get a response out. He fails to do so, but I could see some life stirring down his thin jersey shorts. I raised an eyebrow at him and grinned, watching him stutter and then walk past me towards the showers. He was awkwardly hiding his boner with his hands, and I could almost chuckle at the gesture.
Well, that settled it.
Perhaps this would be the start of remaking Nico’s image and using his wasted potential—my start. I shrugged, and grinned to myself as I followed the hunk towards the showers, hoping to make him my first step. To hell with running, I think I have more time in my hands now to have fun. I shoved the thought of the Foundation towards the back of my mind, for now, and told myself to just enjoy the moment.
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