Showing posts with label Sci-Fi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sci-Fi. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 10, 2022

Lake Trip Chaperone


  My wife won the coin toss, which meant I would be chaperoning our daughter's lake trip. These days your head only hurts for a few hours after your brain waves get mapped onto the host body.

  We bought a stock host body, and my wife let me pick the one.  Of course, I went for blonde hair and large breasts. To my disdain, the latter was not the most fun. My wife laughed at my decision as it sank in that I would be wearing unsupportive bikinis all week.

  Whatever, my only worry was that my daughter's friends would ask questions about the product number that was still visible on my stomach. It would wear off as the week went on, but maybe I needed a tattoo to cover it?

  In the days leading up to the trip, I really didn't appreciate my wife's attitude shift toward me. I think she delighted in talking down to me, poking fun at my new frailty and soft body.  She had me doing chores around the house like she was my mother or something. Finally, she's torturing me in her marital duties.

  She "isn't a lesbian," and "could never do it with someone who can't penetrate her like a man."  I'm dying here, because it seems my body still finds her attractive.  Maybe I'll find someone who will reciprocate on our daughter's trip. . .

Monday, August 10, 2020

Gig Economy


    I recently joined the gig economy when I got furloughed during the quarantine.  Being a 36 year old guy that loves fitness, I figured I could help people as a personal trainer or something.
    One of the new apps that people use is the EasyFit™ app.  With it, the user simply pays someone else to enter their body and workout for them by the hour, while their consciousness is uploaded to the server and relaxes or does work.
    My favorite client so far is Sally.  She's a college student that wants the body that exercise provides without the work needed to achieve it.  That's where I come in.  Everyday I go for a  3 mile run at the nearby park.  At this point she doesn't even want to get dressed to workout.  When I wake up in her body, I have to get the workout clothes on and put her hair in a ponytail.
    Thankfully, she spares no expense on the quality of the workout clothes.  The sports bras that she has do an excellent job at keeping her breasts in place.  That's the most difficult part of running and working out as a woman.  
    Maybe that's why she dislikes exercising so much.

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    Ich bin kürzlich in die Gig Economy eingetreten, als ich während der Quarantäne Urlaub machte. Als 36-jähriger Mann, der Fitness liebt, dachte ich, ich könnte Menschen als Personal Trainer helfen oder so.
    Eine der neuen Apps, die Benutzer verwenden, ist die EasyFit ™ -App. Damit bezahlt der Benutzer einfach jemand anderen, der stundenweise in seinen Körper eintritt und für ihn trainiert, während sein Bewusstsein auf den Server hochgeladen wird und sich entspannt oder funktioniert.
    Mein bisheriger Lieblingskunde ist Sally. Sie ist eine Studentin, die den Körper, den die Übung bietet, ohne die dafür erforderliche Arbeit haben möchte. Hier komme ich ins Spiel. Jeden Tag laufe ich 3 Meilen im nahe gelegenen Park. Zu diesem Zeitpunkt möchte sie sich noch nicht einmal zum Training anziehen. Wenn ich in ihrem Körper aufwache, muss ich die Trainingskleidung anziehen und ihr Haar in einen Pferdeschwanz stecken.
    Zum Glück spart sie keine Kosten für die Qualität der Trainingskleidung. Die Sport-BHs, die sie hat, leisten hervorragende Arbeit, um ihre Brüste an Ort und Stelle zu halten. Das ist der schwierigste Teil beim Laufen und Trainieren als Frau.
    Vielleicht trainiert sie deshalb nicht so gerne.

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Robotics Research


  Because of depression, isolation, and other mental health reasons, I dropped out of a competitive MIT robotics program.  This only led to my symptoms worsening, watching all of my classmates graduate and start amazing robotics and android startup research companies.
  Desperate to still work in the field because of my remaining interest in robotics, I begged my friends to help out in some way at their companies.  Being kind, only my friend Mike gave me an interview for a truly low level job: research assistant.
  Basically, they needed someone desperate enough that they'd let experiments be run on them.  In my case, they wanted to test out how long consciousness could be transferred to an android host.
  So, here's me, 6 minutes in, my "sleeve" having just slipped out of the plastic bag it left manufacturing in, the artificial hair still wet from various preservation fluids.  They gave me simple clothes (and a stipend for more of course). 
  This is the first "selfie" I've taken for the experiment.  It's up to me to take three of these a day for as long as my consciousness holds in my new "sleeve." 
  Here's to hoping my body remains preserved in cryogenics. . .

Friday, December 20, 2019

Dark Sith Powers



  My Sith Lord and Master made a promise to me when I sacrificed myself for him in battle that death would not be the end.  He told me about Darth Plagueis "The Wise," a Sith Lord from the distant past who had the power to restore life to those who had died.
  I had faith in this promise from him, that though I died defending him as a distraction so he could escape, he would return for my body to resurrect me and I would continue my training in the Dark Side.  Well, he resurrected me alright, with Dark, powerful, force powers.  He needed to tap into his darkest of vices to achieve the levels of power needed.
  My resurrection came in the form of his deepest, darkest desires and evil lusts.  I woke up with a body unlike the one I died in.  I was a woman.
  Completing my training became easy.  I had unbridled amounts of power on top which welled from the very sin of lust itself, a communal pool of energy deep in the Dark Side of the Force. 
  But the harder I fought, the harder my own desire for fornication and debauchery became.  It seemed to refill my force energies, and my journey to find more and more twisted encounters reached into depravity.
  My new fetish: deceive the young, hot, naive Padawans of the Light Side who were fresh out of the academy.  To try and bring them to the Dark Side with my new body.