All of this started about a year ago. My wife Laura worked at a large plant that made many different things from children’s toys to large industrial parts. She worked in human resources and was also one of the plant’s safety patrols, which basically meant she would occasionally take a walk through the plant and look for people not wearing their safety glasses or any other safety infraction.
She took her job very seriously and was often helping people to have a safer work environment. That was until the accident. She was in the area of the plant that held several very large tanks of chemicals when someone on a forklift accidentally punctured one of the tanks. The driver then panicked and backed up as quickly as he could to get away from the nasty chemical, and ran into another storage tank hard enough to knock it over, which caused a domino effect as it crashed into other tanks, breaking them open as well.
My wife happened to be on safety patrol in that area, and ran in to help save the forklift driver. She managed to drag him to a platform that was out of the chemical spill, but just as she set him up on it, the fumes were too much for her, and she blacked out. She fell back off the ladder and into the pool of chemicals swirling around the room.
She was found floating on her back almost forty five minutes later after the rescue crew arrived and drained most of the chemicals. Amazingly the fork lift driver was ok, but my Laura was unconscious and taken to the nearest hospital by helicopter.
When I got the phone call I rushed out of work and to the hospital as quickly as I could go. I found my wife lying in a hospital bed with tubes in her throat and swarms of nurses and doctors sticking her with needles. They ushered me to a waiting area and I sat there with my head in my hands for hours wondering if I would ever see my wife again.
Finally one of the doctors came out. He told me my wife was still alive, but only barely. She wasn’t breathing well, and some of her organs were shutting down. He told me that I could go in and say my good byes. On shaky legs I stood, tried to put on a brave face and walked into her room.
“Darin? Darin is that you?” She asked weakly as I took her hand.
“Yeah it’s me Laura. I’m here.” I replied in a shaky tone.
“Darin, I feel so weird.” She said.
“It’s going to be ok Laura.” I replied.
She tried to mumble something else, but I didn’t understand the words. Then her eyes closed, and suddenly some of the computers next to the bed started beeping out warnings again. Doctors came rushing in again, and I was again asked to leave and go back to the waiting area while they tried to save my wife.
I stayed at the hospital for three days. Laura was alive, but barely. She had been unconscious since the last time I had talked to her. Most of her normally long blonde hair had fallen out in large clumps, and her skin was all puffy and red. Her face was swelled, and I barely recognized her. I slept in the chair beside her bed, and the nurses brought me food so that I didn’t have to leave her side.
I woke up on the forth day to a squeeze of my hand. I thought maybe Laura was waking up. When I looked up though, I didn’t see her looking back at me. I saw her body starting to convulse. I called out for help as I stood up and looked down at my wife’s shaking body. The puffiness in her skin was going away all at once. It was quite scary to see. No one was coming so I screamed for help louder, and then went back to holding my wife’s hand.
When I went to grab her hand, it melted. It actually flowed around my fingers. I went to grab for her shoulders, but the same thing happened. Her skin just seemed to flow out of the way. Then a strange white steam seemed to start to come out of her watery skin. I called for help one more time, and suddenly saw a nurse coming in through the door.
“What’s going on?” She asked me.
“My wife, she’s melting or something!” I shouted back at her.
The nurse started running towards the bed, and as she got there, the white steam seemed to be dissolving into the air. The nurse bent over and tried to get check for a pulse, but there was almost nothing left of my wife at this point.
Then, the steam started to flow around the nurse. It began to flow into her mouth and nose. The woman looked up at me in surprise and appeared to gag just a bit. Then suddenly her face went blank. She stood there in silence for a few moments, and then suddenly blinked twice.
“Oh Darin!” She called out, and ran around the bed to me as she spread her arms and wrapped them around me in a bear hug.
“Wha…? What?” I asked her as I struggled to get free of the woman’s grasp.
“I thought I’d never see you again. I thought I was a goner.” The woman said as she continued to hug me, and turned her face up for a kiss, and then I finally got a hold of her shoulders and pushed her back away from me.
“What’s wrong? I don’t understand? You don’t want to kiss me?” The nurse asked me.
“No! No I do not!” I shouted back at her.
“Why not? Am I hideous or something?” She asked me, and put her hands on her hips.
“No, you are not hideous, but my wife, we have to help her!” I said and looked back towards the empty bed.
“You’re wife. I AM your wife!” She shouted back at me.
“Are you mad? You are the nurse! We should be calling for more help!” I shouted back.
Suddenly the nurse’s face got a confused look on it. She grabbed a metal tray off a table near her and held it up and looked into the reflection.
“Oh my god oh my god oh my god!” She called out as she dropped the tray with a loud clatter.
“GET HELP FOR MY WIFE!” I shouted at her.
“I AM YOUR WIFE! I’m in her body!” She told me as she held her hands tight to her body.
“What?” I asked in surprise, now wondering if that was why the nurse was behaving so oddly. I wanted it to be true, because that would mean that Laura wasn’t dead, but at the same time it sounded so impossible.
“I’m your wife. You have to believe me. I’m Laura in here. You remember our second anniversary? We took that little sailboat out to one of the keys in Florida for a week. We did nothing but eat, swim, lie on the beach, and have sex. You brought that stupid little guitar along and sang me songs under the stars. I laughed at you when you got stung by that jellyfish because you were being such a baby about it. You just have to believe me.” The nurse said to me as I stared at her.
“Laura?” I asked with a small smile, this time wrapping my arms around the nurse as she walked into my embrace.
“Darin what do we do? I don’t want to be this nurse. I want to be me.” The nurse asked as I rested my chin on the top of her head.
“I don’t know Laura. How did you get into her? One minute you were laying on the bed, the next there was this fog, and you just went inside her.” I said back to her.
“Maybe I’m stuck inside of her for good.” The possessed nurse said to me.
“At least you’re alive.” I replied back to her.
“You don’t care that I’m not me?” She asked back.
“As long as I know it’s you Laura, I don’t care what body you are in.” I replied as I squeezed her.
“I don’t want to tell anyone about this. They’ll make me into some kind of experiment. We’ll have to tell everyone that I died, ok?” The nurse said to me as she pushed back out of my arms and looked up at me.
“Is that the right thing to do?” I asked her.
“I don’t have anyone but you, Darin. My parents have passed on, I don’t have any siblings. We don’t have any kids. I want to be with you, and in order to do that, we will have to say I died. Or I’ll be stuck in a lab while they run experiments on me.” The nurse told me.
I nodded and hugged her again, still just glad she was alive. She then explained to me that she would go out and get a doctor, and I would have to explain that she had dissolved or something. She would pretend to actually be the nurse and confirm my story. I would then have to leave the hospital and she would meet up with me back home where we could plan some kind of escape.
It all pretty much happened like that. She went out and got a doctor and some nurses. They asked what happened, and I told them the story, minus the white smoke part. Laura, in the nurse’s body confirmed my story. The doctor was astonished, but then said that she spent some time in strange chemicals, and he didn’t know how they would react with the human body. I managed to let out a few tears, trying to make it convincing, which with all the ups and downs over the last few days it wasn’t overly difficult.
I had to sign some papers and do a few other things before I left the hospital. I also was given condolences by the rest of the hospital staff as I made my way off the floor. I hugged the nurse who was actually my wife, perhaps a few moments too long, as some of the other staff looked at me oddly.
It was a strange drive home as I thought about the near future, and my wife in her new body. The nurse wasn’t completely unattractive, but she was definitely not as pretty as Laura was. While I would miss that about Laura, the main thing that I was attracted to about her was her mind. She was intelligent, funny, and always had a good attitude. She also had a wild streak that would show itself from time to time as well.
As the hours passed while I paced the house, I began to worry. What if she had been found out? What if there had been another accident? What if she…
Suddenly my worries were interrupted by the front door opening, and one of my neighbors walking in to the living room. Her name was Rachel and she lived two houses down. She was a housewife with two kids and was a bit of a busybody.
“You would not believe what happened.” Rachel said to me as she held up her hands.
“Uh, Rachel, I’m kind of waiting for someone important here.” I told her as I tried to usher her back to the door.
“What? Oh shit. I forgot, you don’t know.” She said as she smiled at me, then said, “It’s me Laura again.”
“Laura? What happened to the nurse?” I asked her.
“That’s what I was trying to tell you. After you left, my boss, well not my boss, the nurse’s boss, dragged me in to the office and told me not to get to attached to patient’s or there family, and she told me how I had hugged you too long, and she wanted to keep an eye on me. Well, I got scared, and suddenly this white vapor started coming out of my nose and mouth again. Well, next thing I know, I’m in the nurse’s boss.” Rachel told me.
“I need to sit down.” I replied.
“Oh, yeah, that’s probably a good idea.” Rachel replied to me, and then continued, “So next thing I know the nurse is looking at me strangely, and she asks me how she got in that room, and told me she doesn’t remember anything about the last hour or so.”
“She didn’t remember you being in her?” I asked.
“Nope, so I started thinking maybe I could swap bodies whenever I wanted. Well, I tried to leave the body I was in. I started concentrating, saw the white vapor again, and I see walls and I’m moving down the hall, and suddenly I’m holding a toy truck. I was in some little boy in the waiting area.” Rachel said.
“This is unbelievable.” I told her.
“I know. So I spent the next hour or so figuring out how to jump bodies. Let me tell you, I can move pretty fast when I want to. The last person I was in before I headed here, I could even see some of their memories.” Rachel told me.
“So why did you pick Rachel?” I asked her.
“She was outside unloading her groceries as I came by as a vapor, and I needed a body to talk to you in.” Rachel replied.
“She has little kids Laura, do you think we should keep her here?” I questioned.
“You’re probably right. I’ll see if I can find someone better and be back in a minute or two, ok?” Rachel said and then walked out the door.
I watched from my doorway as Rachel walked back to her house, and then seemed to stumble a step or two. I could barely see a white fog come out of her mouth, and then her hands went to her head as she grimaced and looked around. She was confused for a few seconds, and then decided she would just get back to unloading the groceries out of her car.
I looked around the neighbor hood at my other neighbors. There were a few kids playing baseball in the road, an old man mowing his lawn, and another house wife down on her hands and knees working with some flowers. I thought for sure Laura would pick her.
Then I saw another person. Denise was out washing her car in a tiny white bikini top and some cut off jean shorts. She was bent over scrubbing on the fender of the car when all of the sudden she froze for a second, then stood up and dropped the sponge and began walking my way.
She smiled and winked at me as she walked past me and into my house. I turned and followed her, closing the door behind us. Inside, Denise was standing there, hips cocked to the side, with one hand on her hip and the other hand holding up one of her large breasts in the flimsy bikini top.
“So what do you think?” She asked me in a seductive tone.
“I thought you would pick Mrs. Henderson.” I replied.
“Why, when I can be a twenty something sex pot?” She said back with a laugh.
I didn’t know what to say, so I just shrugged and nodded. Denise, in response, narrowed her eyes, and slowly stalked over to me like a cat about to pounce on its prey. Her small hands wrapped around my neck and brought my face down for a full on lip locked kiss. I even felt her tongue press its way into my mouth. While she kept my face busy, her hands began to caress my back and chest the way Laura would when she wanted me in the mood for some fun. There was no doubt about it; Laura was definitely behind the controls of Denise’s body. Her hands then moved to the fly of my pants as she quickly undid the button and unzipped the fly. It was right then that I pulled away from her.
“Wait… I don’t know about this…” I stuttered with hesitation.
“Don’t know about what? You love me, I love you, what more is there?” Denise asked me.
“What about Denise?” I asked her.
“Right now, I’m Denise. I’m the new Denise that is also Laura, and it isn’t like we are going to hurt her. We are just doing what comes naturally between two people in love. And I know you love me. You sat by my side for the entire time I was in the hospital. This is my repayment for you. Now take off your pants, because my hormones are going crazy in this young body.” Denise told me.
I gulped, but did as she asked. As my pants dropped to the floor, she undid the catch on the fly of her short shorts and pulled them and her bikini bottom to the floor. As she stood back up I couldn’t help but look down at her neatly shaved pubic region and her moist and waiting pussy lips.
“How does my new pussy look? I can’t wait to try it out.” She said and practically jumped on me.
I was loosing my balance as I stumbled backwards into the living room and back onto the couch while Denise continued to kiss and lick at my neck and face. A beautiful young woman was throwing herself at me and it didn’t take long for my body to respond, especially when that young woman knew all of my turn-ons like Laura did.
I reached up and took hold of Denise’s thin waist just as she positioned herself to be impaled by my throbbing dick. She lowered herself down with a sigh as I felt myself spread her pussy lips.
“Oh god this feels great.” She whispered into my ear before she began nibbling on my ear lobe.
I loved the feeling of her rock hard nipples against my chest. I could feel them through both her bikini top and my shirt which was still on. Denise was as moist and lubricated as Laura ever was, and soon she began to pull herself up and down on top of my lap. I groaned out, “Ohhhhh Laura,” as she continued to fuck herself on my cock.
“Fuck me, this is good. Play with my breasts. They feel amazing!” Denise called out to me as I let go of her thin waist and palmed her soft fleshy globes. I squeezed them a few times and then felt for her nipples. When I found her two little nubs I gave them a light pinch.
“Ooooohhhhh. Aaaahhhhhh.” She said as she convulsed around my dick, spasming and writhing as her orgasm overtook her.
I kept pumping underneath her toned ass, and enjoyed the sensation of her quivering against my chest and thighs every time I thrust back into her, extending her orgasm. She slowly got back into my rhythm of our coupling and I increased my pace slightly.
I was close to coming, and I took my hands off her tits and again grabbed her by the waist, and directed her body as I intensified my jabs inside of her with my cock. She knew I was close and so she leaned forward and began to lightly kiss my neck and whisper, “I need to feel you come inside of me. I need to feel it, lover.”
I could smell the car soap that Denise had been using, and the shampoo that she had used that morning as her head was right next to mine, and that was all that I needed to tumble over the edge of my orgasm.
She leaned back as I gave her one last thrust, and let out a stream of cum inside of her stolen pussy. I saw her grabbing at her nipples with her own hands, and tweaking them. I thrust again with passion inside of her and let more cum flow out of my dick and deep into her pussy as I felt her legs quiver once more, and her pussy clamp down around my dick in her second orgasm.
I got one more thrust up, releasing one last jet of my seed inside her as she collapsed down on top of me, panting to catch her breath.
“That was amazing.” I whispered in her ear with all the breath I could muster.
“The best sex we’ve ever had.” She replied as her head rolled around on my chest.
We lay there together for a few minutes as I shrunk back down to my normal size inside of her and gently stroked her back, before I broke the silence with, “I’m so glad you’re still here. I thought I was going to have to live without you.”
Suddenly she sat back and hopped off my lap, heading for the pair of shorts and bikini bottom that was lying on the floor where she had dropped them.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her, concerned.
“Nothing’s wrong with us dear, but Denise’s boyfriend gets done with work in a few minutes, and I have to be out there and washing her car when he pulls into the driveway. I don’t want to just ditch her body here, so I’ll have to get dressed and head back out there. I’ll find a different body and be back in a minute, lover. Then we can talk.” She replied as she wiggled her hips while she pulled her bottoms back on and then walked out the door.
I think it was then that I realized even though my wife was still with me, this may be a difficult way to have a relationship.