This choice: Jezzer, the pervert homeless man • Go Back...Chapter #4Jezzer, the pervert homeless man by: Unknown ..Jezzer. The homeless old man."
You couldn't believe your ears. Did he just say Jezzer? Picturing him now inside your head. Jezzer being an old man you'd known for nearly four years, ever since you and Allison first started going out. Good natured and pleasant with an extremely close relationship with her. Being extremely similar in a way, appearance wise especially. It being obvious that Jezzer despite being a pervert than you and much more dirty, was definitely the problem of Allison's and you always stay her away from him. Not to mention the fact that he once grope her in a bus and make her cum which always make you hard from thinking of it. Being really warm and open from the first moment Allison had brought you round (in contrast to her father). Very much treating you like one of the residents and constantly teasing you about peeking into girl's private. Being told then that he was now inside the body of your girlfriend and vice versa was truly unbelievable. How the hell could something like that happen?
Kerry explained. "Unfortunately Jezzer had a car accident which resulted in a lot of brain damage. Since your girlfriend was already here, we decided to try out a new technique we've developed.
You began to choke up. No way... Not Jezzer... Not him... How the hell must Allison be feeling?
"Of course Jezzer wasn't exactly thrilled when we suggested it," the doctor continued, "but sadly, there was simply nothing we could do for them. Other than what we did."
"Putting his brains inside her body you mean?" you grumbled. It sounding so utterly bizarre to even say.
He nodded. "Exactly." Going off on a slight tangent then about the actual process. It apparently not having been not Allison's entire brain that had been transferred, but instead only a small portion. Allowing her full control over Jezzer's senses, motor functions and nervous system and vice versa of course. Kerry sounding particularly proud of himself and his achievement.
Dr. Saunders meanwhile, glared disapprovingly at his colleague. Offering words of comfort instead. "Tim, I know it's not ideal, Allison dead, but you have to understand, we had very little time. Both him and your girlfriend didn't have much time. The machines could only keep him alive for so long. That is why Dr. Kerry here suggested the transplant procedure in the first place. It really was the only way to save both lives."
You knew you should be grateful for what they'd done, but right now you couldn't really feel anything other than shock and sadness. Sadness that the old Allison was gone now. The dreams the both of you shared were gone now. Wishing more than anything that it wasn't true. That this was all just a dream you were having. None of it being real. Looking to the older doctor to tell you that it wasn't. "This... This can't be happening... Can it?" Sadly, not getting the reply you had wanted.
"I'm afraid it is, son," he told you, placing a hand on your shoulder, as the full extent of what they had done to you finally hit. Feeling like you were going to be sick. "We of course understand that this is going to take a while to get to grips with. It really is a lot to take in all at once. But I assure you, things will soon seem much better. They're alive, remember. Take some comfort in that."
That was certainly debatable. You're girlfriend from a 16 year old to a late aged old man overnight. Having lost 50 years of her life, never mind what it would mean for your future. How were you going to live like this? How would you ever be able to face her again? She was the love of your life. You'd been together for 4 years and saw yourself lasting another 40. Not now though, not now that she was in the body of pervert. She'd no doubt never want to see you again. And even if she did, things would never be as they were. You'd never be able to do all the things you planned. Graduate. Go to college. Move in together. Get married. Have kids. Hell, she was married to a women! Having been very much waiting to lose your virginity to one another. This was fucked up beyond belief!
"Can I see Allison?" You ask the doctors as your lips tremble. You wouldn't believe this until you've seen her for real.
"Well that is something we still have to discuss. But perhaps that is best left for later, once Jezzer are up as well. Right now you need to rest," the doctor told you, looking even more uncomfortable, his eyes darting away as his hands moved towards your IV drip. "We'll talk again soon though, once you're feeling more up to it."
You tried to protest, wanting to talk about it now, but it was too late. Whatever drugs they were pumping you with had quickly taken effect and you felt yourself suddenly starting to drift. The last thought on your mind being, Why me? Why did the hell did this have to happen to me? as unconsciousness slowly began to take you...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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