By Eckie
What are those things out there, they move, yet there is no sound, and why do they regularly disappear, why is no other like me around here… i was wondering a lot, but then suddenly again drifting away into some nothingness, feeling it was the time again to feed.
Well… lets clear up what was the path to here a little bit…
My boyfriend and I lived for over ten years together already, but to be honest, the last 3 weren’t that good anymore, we practically mainly ‘shared’ house and cost, but kind of drifted apart in almost everything. We basically, without actual agreement, had switched into a so called ‘open’ relationship for a long time because of that, he had his partners, I found mine to have fun with, but we never really discussed any of those adventures with each other.
I did not mind the latter one, I had evolved a much more ‘special’ taste for quite a lot of kink, something we never even talked or thought about while we still were happy, something I doubt he would go for or even understand, maybe not even accept, so not talking to him about what I did in my fun sessions with others was the best in my opinion.
I talked to that guy for quite some time already online, sharing some special interests of course, and in the past weeks we had agreed on a specific scenario, something I always wanted to try, with a lot of chat talk had now also agreed in all the details since that guy was very eager to be that guinea-pig for this scenario, with my boyfriend going on a business trip in a few weeks a perfect time was arranged as well. Our scenario was all around total transformation, from a human being into nothing more than a helpless worm. We came up with an agreement together, filing all details around that process. Having all that in place and agreed how to acquire all necessities, we agreed to make it happen in day one of my boyfriend being away.
I had printed the contract and read through it many times, planning when and where to get the one or other item I would need in time without having it laying around too long for my boyfriend to possibly find, despite us not being close anymore, I still kept this part a secret, for the best I thought. Together with the ‘victim’ of this transformation we managed to plan all purchases accordingly, we were ‘ready’ ahead, still two weeks to go.
My boyfriend came home tonight as usual, we had our dinner together as always, usually not really talking much anymore, basically just a formality to take dinner together, but when we finished he surprised me, suddenly out of the blue he grabbed two beers out of the fridge and asked if I would mind having those together. We had not spent much time on anything in the past 3 years, so that came certainly unexpected, but hey, why not, so I agreed.
We sat in the living room and while taking some sips of the beer he mentioned that obviously things weren’t that well anymore and he thought we should talk, being right about it I did just nod. He mentioned that he had thought a while already about what options would be best, how to do it best, but recently something essential changed that made it more pressing to have this talk. I was wondering what he was referring to, but I’d find out quickly. We emptied the first bottle quickly and he grabbed two more from the kitchen before he continued, not without clinking bottles and taking another large zip. He sat back then and said:
‘I never knew this about you, but a while ago I found something that initially disturbed me a little. A friend of mine seems to know some friends of yours and he told me about your kink, one especially that I believe you seem to have planned out already. As disturbing as I found in the first moment, I thought about it a lot together with my new boyfriend, yes I have found someone else by now to share everything with, and we decided together then after we both actually became rather fond of that idea.
You see, I wanted to talk to you about this new boyfriend and my plan to move in with him soon, but with this new development, plans changed a little.’
While he said that I was surprised, not just about his new boyfriend, but more about him having found out about my kink and what I guessed this recent plan of transforming that other guy into a worm for a week. However, I just sat there and listened, but. Not because I did not know what to say, I would have countered for sure, but… fuck, I couldn’t. I sat there, leaning back, my head resting on the back cushion of the couch, my arms on my thighs and the beer bottle between my legs, barely held by my right hand. Any attempt to move though, any attempt to speak though, for some reason it did not work. What the heck was happening…, but he continued:
‘I guess by now the drug in in effect already, I am sure you realized that, or at least that something is different. My boyfriend was certain about the effect of it, quick, numbing your resistance completely by removing the ability to move which includes ability to talk. You are and remain fully awake, but for as long as that drug is in your system, you won’t be able to do anything about it. IF my boyfriend is right, this will take about 8-10 hours, plenty time for everything needed and apply another dose if necessary later.
You see after finding out your interest and your upcoming plans, my boyfriend and I came after a few days to a conclusion, we as well find it a not only intriguing but a pretty good idea, a perfect solution for you and me also, it removes the need to discuss the terms of our separation completely and given me and my new boyfriend something special for our new home as well.
We made the needed preparations already, got everything ready and the only missing part, well that is you. I will introduce you, well not that you an participate much on it, to my new boyfriend tonight and we will together then finish the necessities we planned, for now I just have to pack you up to be able to get you transported to my new future home without problems, once there you will quickly find out what we have in store for you. For now, let me take that half full bottle away and get you packed up.’
I tried protecting, but all I could do was sit there motionless, thoughts spinning all around my head, but not matter how hard I tried, I could neither move nor talk back to him, voice my being upset about the situation. Instead I just had to let it happen when he grabbed my limb body, threw it over his shoulder and carried me over to our bedroom, dropped me on the bed as motionless as I was.
He then undressed me completely, once I was totally naked he went out of the room briefly and when he came back, just because I was laying with my head facing the door I could see him enter with a large suitcase, a new one, I had not seen it before here in our home. He undid all its buckles and folded it open on the floor, then he grabbed me and started pretty much ‘folding’ me into one half of the suitcase, obviously not the easiest with zero cooperation from my end possible, but he managed to get me embryo style folded into the suitcase and then close the other half back over me, zipping it shut all around and buckling the several straps shut that would surely hold it together well.
I could feel the suitcase then being put upright again, me basically more or less ‘sitting’ inside now folded small, unable to move at all with or without restrictions of that suitcase barely fitting around me. Taking it’s handle out and starting to roll it away followed then right after, out of the bedroom, through the small hallway of our apartment, out of the apartment, into the elevator and down it went. Once arrived in the garage under the house he got to his car and lifted that suitcase into the boot, slamming it shut and not a minute later the car started, nobody away of me being inside a suitcase in the boot, helplessly being… well pretty much abducted right now.
The drive took at least an hour, I would not be able to tell where we went at all, he might have gone there directly, might have taken useless turns to confuse me, not that It would matter, but once we arrived wherever we were and the suitcase went out of the boot and into whatever house or room, by the time I was taken out of that suitcase I was in a room I did not recognize, had never seen before and had no idea where it was, given the time the travel took, it may just as well be out of town already.
Once that suitcase was opened I saw him for the first time. Tall, strong, great looking, I could not compete with that guy in ay way, probably about ten years older than myself, then again my boyfriend… well ex-boyfriend obviously, liked more mature as he surely let me know in the past several times. I was introduced, not that I could react, both grinning widely when telling me that ‘this’ (pointing at the new guy) was the new man of the house and I would get to know him well over time for sure. Not really aware what that meant, I still kept trying to resist, move even a finger ever so slightly, try to get anything out of my mouth, but still, nothing at all, I just could let things happen, fully aware of everything going on yet unable to stop it.
I was placed on a cold hard surface staring at the ceiling, for a while both were out of my vision but I heard then whisper not too far from me, then they started what they had obviously planned out well.
Over the next hours, not that I would know how many of them passed, first my entire body was shaved, every hair, including eyebrows, after that a burning sensation told me that obviously the gel applied was to remove it more durable from everywhere, this procedure of applying the gel, letting git do its job and flushing me off was repeated several times.
At some point I felt injections in several parts of the body, even got told that they were not inhuman, to prevent the pain to come they numbed those parts in need. What they did then was to remove finger and toenails completely, not that I was aware of it, I nether could see nor feel much on it now. Following this my crotch area was next attended.
Me ex explained that they spent quite some money to get a few items specially made for this procedure, but seeing it come together now made it sure worth every cent. I felt a wide cold steel belt applied around my waist, anatomically formed to the hips, tight enough not to move down for sure. From its front a steel strap led down to my dick and balls, ending in a ring, the pain when they squeezed dick and balls through it was high, but I did not twitch at all, I screamed inside, but nothing was to see or hear from that. Once that settled well around the base of my genitals the steel-strap actually went on from there between my legs, along the ass crack, right at the spot of my butt hole a generous O-ring in place and that strap then going further back up to the backside of that waste belt, there they now point welded it in place, not without covering my skin with heat shielding material luckily.
With this base firmly (and permanently) in place, the next item to handle was the dick tube, well, an arrangement for dick and balls actually. Before applying that though a catheter was inserted into my dick, once in place, saline pumped into the small bladder that will keep it inside firmly, only then they continued. My balls were stretched down between my legs, held one above the other, not next to each other, they were placed exactly on to that steel strap between the two rings and once in the right place, a steel cup of sort was placed over them, just big enough to slightly push on to the balls, narrowing severely just above the balls, allowing barely the skin from the ball sack to have its room there, a hearable snap then when pressing this contraption on to the steel strap sealed it in place, keeping my balls stretched VERY noticeable and as much as possible pressed on to that steel strap right at the spot they placed them.
A tiny tube then was slid over my soft dick, well lubed, barely fitting my limp dick inside, connecting the end of the catheter to an inner hollow plug, then this rounded bent top part snapping on to the base ring around my dick and balls, then the tube being bent downward until it also snapped on to the steel strap, together with the upper part of the cover holding my balls in place, as tiny and flat as the tube was, all in all now my dick shaping along that steel strap disappearing between my legs, as did the balls. My ex told me that there was no lock or other snap in place to open this again, so this entire construction including the catheter and anything that was still to come was not meant to come off ever again. The connected catheter was also not ending there, that line extended along the steel strap to the ring around my butt, from there extending into my butt about 3 inch deep, a tube they pressed deep inside now to have it placed correct, just to also saline pump up its end to at least for now stay where it was.
They continued on my legs then. A thin yet seemingly efficient padding was added between my ankle knuckles before they applied an 8 shaped steel form around my ankles, tight enough to keep them tight together, not allowing that padding to shift either, and just like with the belt, some point welding ensured those stay in place permanently, the same style then was applied just below and just above my knees accordingly, I was – if I could have moved at all – no longer able to get those legs apart.
Getting scarier by every item used, they moved up my torso then. A similar steel belt just like for the legs was placed around my chest just above my nipples, one more over my belly, tight enough to slightly restrict breathing, on the sides of those two steel belts though were loops that went over my upper and lower arms, keeping them in place tight to my torso from now on, logically those two steel items point welded shut again at the end.
Attending my head now must have been the cruelest, but they numbed everything completely so I did at the time not feel a thing but would feel excessive pain for quite some time once that wears off. Expertly a large tube was now shoved down my throat, all the way down into the stomach, again in inflatable ball at its end filled with saline would keep it firmly down there for sure. Its end protruded just slightly out of my mouth, however attached to that end was a steel frame link wiring, holding the tube itself firmly, extensions off the ring around there now lying flat and behind my teeth to the right and left, a medical drill was used then to get a tiny hole in the teeth where those extensions had tiny holes and finally those were screwed together with their behind and on top of teeth parts, a special medical glue making sure those tiny screws remain shut as they are as well. The tube was not only kept in the stomach by the inflatable ball on it, but also permanently anchored on to my teeth. The added effect of screwing that tube ring on to my teeth was that my jaw now was permanently kept in his position.
Once again expertly then, either this new guy was a doctor or had the appropriate training, two nose tubes were inserted in each nostril, shoved down my throat and then into the lungs, again the endings were ever so slightly protruding from my nostrils, medical glue however also ensured those would not go anywhere anymore. Breathing felt different, strange, a little harder as those two tubes now were the only opening providing air. Finally the ears were attended as well, sort of hearing aids were inserted dee into them, according my ex’s explanation, those batteries last years and can be charged via induction system, something that will be in place for everything else in and on me as well anyway, no need to take them out when the time comes, then again being proper set in and sealing my ears, preventing the ear drums for having much stimulation to act on, I would be barely hearing anything at all unless those aids were activated remotely.
Then the continued applying dozens and dozens of pads all over my body, ensuring every muscle can be impacted, but as well soles of my feet, both nipples and also account my neck, as my ex explained some are for muscle stimulation for health reasons, many of them however are for entertainment. Once all those were in place an intrigue system of thin wires was applied all over, each pad connected to it, as well as plugs in the steel chastity were hooked on to this wiring, each wiring carefully placed not to strain, to have plenty ability to move around if and when I start moving around myself, making sure none will disconnect or rip. My ex told me that embedded into the belt around my belly, because it allows to be thicker as it is pressed a little into my belly, a controller is present, the wiring plugged into it, that controller providing the stimulation or entertainment they choose, receiving the needed power once again via induction coils, no need to worry about a battery running out.
Now they covered my eyes with clear shaped plastic covers, fitting just over the eyes completely, then covering nose and mouth tubes to still allow some air but nothing else to get in, additionally a large dildo is not pressed into my butt, again I would have screamed if I had been able to, much larger than anything I ever had up there, shoving it about 5 inch deep inside yet leaving about 3 inch still stick out of my butt though, before my ex tells me the first layer is due now, a layer that is applied to create a smooth overall surface everywhere, it will be almost 1 cm thick but not everywhere, it is possible and needed to mold it in the beginning before it hardens, still very flexible, but barely able to rip, especially once the final cover is applied.
They start spraying something all over me now, while one does the spraying, the other using his gloved hands to smoothen it accordingly, creating a surface thick at some place, thinner where steel, pads or wires are in place, but at the end creating one evenly looking smooth overall coverage of my body, a greyish color, not that it would matter, it was not the final layer. They had to act quick as it hardened pretty fast, within half an hour my front down to half my sides everywhere was covered, the new ‘skin’ no longer moldable, no longer sticky, time to turn me around and finish the backside, ensuring the joining front and back were sealing well to each other also. Some areas though were sprayed a lot more, crotch area, hands, between arms and body, between legs and also around my head, plan, and successfully executed, was to remove any ‘shapes’ indicating humanity as much as possible.
By the time they were finished, the tubes were slightly sticking out of nose and mouth, the dildo stuck out of my butt, the eye covers were there but for the rest… my legs were like one, you could no longer see separate arms by my side, you could see a really slight bump where my hands were, you no longer could make out a face at all, one smooth surface, only those tubes stuck out and around the eyes the surface was thinning down to the level where the eyes were basically deeply embedded in an otherwise shapeless head. But even those eyes now were again covered, some darkened lenses, matching the shape of those eyeholes perfectly, were pressed slightly into that material covering all of my head, settling in perfectly and rather quickly getting permanently sealed on to the material. My vision blurred to some extent, the surroundings darkened quite a bit, but no human part was now visible anymore, those black shiny lenses took that last human part away now also.
The dildo was then carefully removed, just to be replaced by an equally thick hollow tube, this tube touching the ring around my butt and at a certain moment snapping firmly on to it, as I was explained it would be troublesome if at all possible to pull that out again, so the tube was to stay where it was and would of course also be able to act on the wired power all over me. The hollow opening then was filled with a steel rod, exactly matching in size, sealing that hole completely now. It snapped in place with a click and again, the explanation was given right away, an intrigue machine will be able to unlock and pull that rod temporarily, that was if I made it to move into the right position, which I would in time surely do voluntarily, after probably having to learn for a while to do it right, that machine hooks on to the tube, does not allow me to move away until the procedure is finished and the machine releases that grip. While hooked on, the rod sealing the hollow would be pulled out, I was able to relief myself of any content inside me before being flushed out several times, only then the rod would be reinserted, snapped shut and the mechanism releases me to move freely, well as freely as everything else allows.
I was still unable to do anything, would scream, would punch them, would get away, but I still was under the full impact of the drugs, nothing I felt, nothing I heard, nothing they did was in any way pleasant, in any way what I would ever agree to do or have done, but I had still no choice…
With the butt now also taken care of it was time for the last and final layer. Once again they sprayed my body all over, another sort of sealant I was told, not to seal the smooth surface, but to seal the new final layer on to everything perfectly. They showed me some tiny piece of what looked like reptile skin colored fabric or rubber or something like it, this item looked way too small, but then they started stretching it… starting at my feet, inserting that one lump into this final skin and then stretching it even more while pulling it higher and higher, being wet lubed with sealant additionally to the overall smooth surface that covered my former body it was not too difficult to get this new skin pulled all the way up to my neck and then pull the head part over mine, pushed close into the deep eye parts, pushed over the endings of all tubes, with use of that sprayed on sealant closing that last opening on the neck between head and body, sealing very single part of me into it perfectly, not one dot of anything below visible except eyes, tube endings and the end of that rod in my ass tube.
They stepped out of my vision then, but I could hear them admiring their ‘work’, how well it looked like, beyond their initial expectations, my ex saying: ‘definitely worth it!’, with both laughing then in agreement. Moments after though they then lifted me up, carrying me from this room, still unaware where it was as all I saw was either the blank ceiling or the white surface of what I was placed on quite a while ago before all this started.
My eyes still pointing upward, during the time I was carries all I saw were white ceilings, the edges of white walls, and the top parts of door frames, but I knew we went one floor upstairs first, so probably were in the basement earlier. Even though I was warm, I seemed not to be too sweaty, probably as my ex at some point earlier explained, whatever materials they used to encase me was in some way allowing some breathing of the skin, but suddenly I felt, even if primarily at my only left open part, the eyes, it got a little warmer, the ceiling was suddenly changing, it looked tiled, just like the edges of the walls I could make out, and once they put me down on the floor and turned me on my belly, the floor as well was tiled the same way. But what I got a glimpse of during the setting down and turning over was not pleasant.
This seemed to be a room about ten feet long and about 5 feet wide and the wall on ne side was all glass from ceiling to floor, behind that glass I saw what looked like a large living room. But before taking this in more, my ex already continued:
‘If you look to the wall ahead of you, you see a little steel tube sticking out of the wall, right where you can actually reach it, this one will provide a special mixed mush, nutritious food mixed with some vitamins and medicines needed for your survival. Once you turn around completely you will see an identical tube on the other wall, this one will provide fluids, again mixed with nutrition and some other needed essences. So in order to feed you will have to move over to one side, to drink you need to move to the opposite side. Once a day however, the wall behind you has the earlier mentioned mechanism sticking out that will attach to your butt tube, obviously you will need to empty those bowels regularly as well, I am curious how long it will take you to match those two parts to hook it up correctly, well, there is some incentive to learn quickly, not just the troubles a full colon will cause you, but as well, like we said, your body is hooked up to electro pads and stimulations all over.
Fortunately, not cheap but worth it, almost everything is nicely automated. So if you do not manage to hook up to the bowel relief system once within 24 hours, that automated control unit in your steel belly belt will activate, and I am sure you will not enjoy the impact it has on almost all parts of your body for 2 minutes then, and that one will not only repeat every 15 minutes, but also extend another minute each time, so it’s in your interest to learn quickly. The very same goes for feeding, at least once in 24 hours you need to connect your mouth tube to it and have the mush pumped into your stomach, and for the fluids, between 6am and midnight, once within every three hours is required to avoid the electro punishment, not just for the bodily needs, but also making sure you stay moving around regularly.
Now for the tens in general, there are obviously induction coils embedded all over the floor, so the system will never run out of power. The programmed sequences include irregular muscle workouts all over your body, so you will spasm quite a bit in those times, but as well we’ll not be cruel and have some quite stimulating sequences in the program, random again, but tackling your encased dick and the tube in your butt quite pleasantly, but just as well there will be ransom occasions where those stimulations turn into sometimes more sometimes less torture shocks. All over the program is set to allow a good nights rest, but during awake times from 6am to midnight, it will keep your mind busy for a large part of time. Moreover the hearing aids in your ears are also used well of course. Inside here you won’t hear anything from out there in our room anyway, the terrarium here is pretty much soundproof, but we make use of a costly but well defined subliminal mind programming pretty much continuously as well, we were guaranteed that over the years you will no longer remember anything of your human past.
Obviously not every person coming to visit us here will be ok with seeing you in here like this, or … well.. seeing someone that may or may not have been human before in here like this as nobody will ever see who is under all of this anymore, so when the need arises, a fake wall will cover this large glass front and you stay in the dark on your own. All other times it remains open, for us two here to enjoy our special terrarium with our special creature inside and allow you to also see out, see what used to be a life in the past, at some point in the distant future even a life you no longer understand or know about and likely wonder what those creatures out there are.
Now looking at the result, I think we captured what you outlined in your plans pretty well, you can be happy about it, being the one making it reality at the end. We for sure enjoy it, and it does avoid the necessity of a breakup, those are never nice to have, now I know I will have you still with me, but in what I consider much improved version, one that I am actually enjoying to have around. Now we’re going to leave you in your new habitat, sealing that door in the wall as we should not be required to come in here much in future anymore. In two or three hours the drug will wear off and you can start moving again, or learn to move again in your new form, obviously still not talk anymore ever, but then again, a worm, as that is what you are and forever will be now, does not have to have a voice at all.
I will use the time now to empty our flat, tell our neighbors that we chose to move abroad, since I know your boss will also ensure you quit there and due to ‘family circumstances’ have to be absent immediately, our friends will know you moved away suddenly after our breakup, so no one will wonder why your former self is not around anymore. As it’s unlikely we, or anyone for that sake, will ever talk again, this is a goodbye to my ex-boyfriend, a welcome to our new terrarium creature, we will enjoy having this creature here for many years to come for sure.’
With that they both left and I was alone, as I if I understood right will be from now on, in this – he calls it terrarium, not room, for an animal, then again he also said the human in me would be gone, how can he, I am here, right here, under all of this… but then I saw a reflection in the glass, saw what they or anyone else allowed to see will find, an inhuman worm like mass of a body, two large black spots where eyes used to be, a black hole from the tube where a mouth used to be and two black slam dots where a nose used to be, but no shape that in any way would resemble a human head or body. Damn … fuck… and….
Even more FUCK, what I see is how I imagined that play I planned out with that other guy, just with him being in my situation, and well, just for a week. And despite being still angry, confused, desperate about everything that happened in the past hours, I felt a dick in a tiny encasement trying to find space, just to be punished immediately by severe electro shocks, what the fuck… not only is there no space, but a possible reaction gets immediately punished, and I still can neither move nor scream so have to just take that pain silently now.
But can they really mean what they said, does my ex just fuck with my mind, can they really keep me like this permanent? While I still was immobilized I could just think, think about the anger I felt, the frustration I felt form being unable to intervene all that happened before, think about what I want to scream at them if this is serious, and even if this was or is just a mindfuck, but strangely also felt a few brief tiny moments of appreciation for ‘their work’, thinking about the plans I made with that guy and how those tow here seem to have spent a fortune to make it happen now, just with the wrong guy transformed into this. It was confusing for sure.
When the drug started wearing off together with the various shots I got to numb quite some parts of my body, the feeling came back everywhere, trying to move legs, arms, mouth, trying to shout out, trying to move my hands anywhere else, move my arms in any way, move my legs apart in any way, but nothing worked, all I did was winding my entire strange looking body around in a way that…. Well… could rather be worm-like, but not anything human like.
Of course I also felt everything else. That what felt like a massive tube down my throat, the confinement of the breathing through those small nose tubes, the pressure on my balls being stretched down and slightly compressed in their prison, that what felt like the tiniest ever tube confining my useless dick now, keeping the whole package disappearing between my legs… or what used to be legs and most of all, that massive intruder in my butt, one that will not move or be removed as I understood ever.
But additionally, also feeling some sort of stimulating waves on dick, balls and in my butt, causing of course a reaction I no longer can have and that led to immediate punishment shocks, whilst I was able to move now, I still was unable to scream, so in silence, but spasming all over in this worm form I took that pain, just to be followed suddenly by what I assumed must be that described workout of my muscles, I have no idea how I looked like, but anyone seeing this creature spasming around like that, well I doubt anyone would consider this to be human anymore.
When things finally stopped, I was exhausted, breathless to some extent as those tubes only allowed rather controlled calm breathing. While still trying to get a grip on that I remembered, once every three hours fluids, and who knows how much time since that whole system got activated, so… I might have to try for a first time … damn…
The time it took for me to crawl over in this form was endless, finding the connection to that wall tube took a long time also and the surprise when something cool was suddenly pumped into my belly, without tasting anything, but I seemed to have managed at least. So obviously feeding will be similar to this, and need just adjusting to move around like this, but the butt relief, well I thought I should likely keep trying constantly until I figure that one out, if the punishment for even a slight attempt to get hard was like that I would not want to know what the punishment for not connecting there might be, so as much as I hated everything that happened or the situation I was in, either as a mind fuck or really permanent, time only can tell that one, I’d have to get started on training that latter part of connecting myself to that special mechanism.
Any moving around, slippery tiled floor, slippery new skin, not an easy task, exhausting for sure, and the getting used or learning to connect in time would definitely keep me busy for a while, I’d just have to wait and hope this is a mind fuck joke of my ex only. For now though, I tried a lot and realize there is no way out of any of this by myself, so all I can do it trying to go along with it as best as I can until hopefully it turns out to be a joke only.
Well… to keep long things short now for the rest… many years have passed, I could not tell anymore how many, cannot even remember how long I was desperate about this situation I was forced into, I am still in that same place in the same way, a strange worm creature displayed in a bare terrarium in the living room of two guys, or … two strange creatures I wonder what they are. I sometimes get a glimpse of my past, wonder who those creatures out there are and what they are doing, how they relate to me or my being here, occasionally get a brief flash of something strange, something that looks as if I am one of them, but those brief fractions of a second pass immediately, all that is left is me wondering where I am, why no others like me are here, how I got here and what I actually am, yes, that subliminal continuous influence has done its job well.
What are those things out there, they move, yet there is no sound, and why do they regularly disappear, why is no other like me around here… i was wondering a lot, but then suddenly again drifting away into some nothingness, feeling it was the time again to feed.
Well… lets clear up what was the path to here a little bit…
My boyfriend and I lived for over ten years together already, but to be honest, the last 3 weren’t that good anymore, we practically mainly ‘shared’ house and cost, but kind of drifted apart in almost everything. We basically, without actual agreement, had switched into a so called ‘open’ relationship for a long time because of that, he had his partners, I found mine to have fun with, but we never really discussed any of those adventures with each other.
I did not mind the latter one, I had evolved a much more ‘special’ taste for quite a lot of kink, something we never even talked or thought about while we still were happy, something I doubt he would go for or even understand, maybe not even accept, so not talking to him about what I did in my fun sessions with others was the best in my opinion.
I talked to that guy for quite some time already online, sharing some special interests of course, and in the past weeks we had agreed on a specific scenario, something I always wanted to try, with a lot of chat talk had now also agreed in all the details since that guy was very eager to be that guinea-pig for this scenario, with my boyfriend going on a business trip in a few weeks a perfect time was arranged as well. Our scenario was all around total transformation, from a human being into nothing more than a helpless worm. We came up with an agreement together, filing all details around that process. Having all that in place and agreed how to acquire all necessities, we agreed to make it happen in day one of my boyfriend being away.
I had printed the contract and read through it many times, planning when and where to get the one or other item I would need in time without having it laying around too long for my boyfriend to possibly find, despite us not being close anymore, I still kept this part a secret, for the best I thought. Together with the ‘victim’ of this transformation we managed to plan all purchases accordingly, we were ‘ready’ ahead, still two weeks to go.
My boyfriend came home tonight as usual, we had our dinner together as always, usually not really talking much anymore, basically just a formality to take dinner together, but when we finished he surprised me, suddenly out of the blue he grabbed two beers out of the fridge and asked if I would mind having those together. We had not spent much time on anything in the past 3 years, so that came certainly unexpected, but hey, why not, so I agreed.
We sat in the living room and while taking some sips of the beer he mentioned that obviously things weren’t that well anymore and he thought we should talk, being right about it I did just nod. He mentioned that he had thought a while already about what options would be best, how to do it best, but recently something essential changed that made it more pressing to have this talk. I was wondering what he was referring to, but I’d find out quickly. We emptied the first bottle quickly and he grabbed two more from the kitchen before he continued, not without clinking bottles and taking another large zip. He sat back then and said:
‘I never knew this about you, but a while ago I found something that initially disturbed me a little. A friend of mine seems to know some friends of yours and he told me about your kink, one especially that I believe you seem to have planned out already. As disturbing as I found in the first moment, I thought about it a lot together with my new boyfriend, yes I have found someone else by now to share everything with, and we decided together then after we both actually became rather fond of that idea.
You see, I wanted to talk to you about this new boyfriend and my plan to move in with him soon, but with this new development, plans changed a little.’
While he said that I was surprised, not just about his new boyfriend, but more about him having found out about my kink and what I guessed this recent plan of transforming that other guy into a worm for a week. However, I just sat there and listened, but. Not because I did not know what to say, I would have countered for sure, but… fuck, I couldn’t. I sat there, leaning back, my head resting on the back cushion of the couch, my arms on my thighs and the beer bottle between my legs, barely held by my right hand. Any attempt to move though, any attempt to speak though, for some reason it did not work. What the heck was happening…, but he continued:
‘I guess by now the drug in in effect already, I am sure you realized that, or at least that something is different. My boyfriend was certain about the effect of it, quick, numbing your resistance completely by removing the ability to move which includes ability to talk. You are and remain fully awake, but for as long as that drug is in your system, you won’t be able to do anything about it. IF my boyfriend is right, this will take about 8-10 hours, plenty time for everything needed and apply another dose if necessary later.
You see after finding out your interest and your upcoming plans, my boyfriend and I came after a few days to a conclusion, we as well find it a not only intriguing but a pretty good idea, a perfect solution for you and me also, it removes the need to discuss the terms of our separation completely and given me and my new boyfriend something special for our new home as well.
We made the needed preparations already, got everything ready and the only missing part, well that is you. I will introduce you, well not that you an participate much on it, to my new boyfriend tonight and we will together then finish the necessities we planned, for now I just have to pack you up to be able to get you transported to my new future home without problems, once there you will quickly find out what we have in store for you. For now, let me take that half full bottle away and get you packed up.’
I tried protecting, but all I could do was sit there motionless, thoughts spinning all around my head, but not matter how hard I tried, I could neither move nor talk back to him, voice my being upset about the situation. Instead I just had to let it happen when he grabbed my limb body, threw it over his shoulder and carried me over to our bedroom, dropped me on the bed as motionless as I was.
He then undressed me completely, once I was totally naked he went out of the room briefly and when he came back, just because I was laying with my head facing the door I could see him enter with a large suitcase, a new one, I had not seen it before here in our home. He undid all its buckles and folded it open on the floor, then he grabbed me and started pretty much ‘folding’ me into one half of the suitcase, obviously not the easiest with zero cooperation from my end possible, but he managed to get me embryo style folded into the suitcase and then close the other half back over me, zipping it shut all around and buckling the several straps shut that would surely hold it together well.
I could feel the suitcase then being put upright again, me basically more or less ‘sitting’ inside now folded small, unable to move at all with or without restrictions of that suitcase barely fitting around me. Taking it’s handle out and starting to roll it away followed then right after, out of the bedroom, through the small hallway of our apartment, out of the apartment, into the elevator and down it went. Once arrived in the garage under the house he got to his car and lifted that suitcase into the boot, slamming it shut and not a minute later the car started, nobody away of me being inside a suitcase in the boot, helplessly being… well pretty much abducted right now.
The drive took at least an hour, I would not be able to tell where we went at all, he might have gone there directly, might have taken useless turns to confuse me, not that It would matter, but once we arrived wherever we were and the suitcase went out of the boot and into whatever house or room, by the time I was taken out of that suitcase I was in a room I did not recognize, had never seen before and had no idea where it was, given the time the travel took, it may just as well be out of town already.
Once that suitcase was opened I saw him for the first time. Tall, strong, great looking, I could not compete with that guy in ay way, probably about ten years older than myself, then again my boyfriend… well ex-boyfriend obviously, liked more mature as he surely let me know in the past several times. I was introduced, not that I could react, both grinning widely when telling me that ‘this’ (pointing at the new guy) was the new man of the house and I would get to know him well over time for sure. Not really aware what that meant, I still kept trying to resist, move even a finger ever so slightly, try to get anything out of my mouth, but still, nothing at all, I just could let things happen, fully aware of everything going on yet unable to stop it.
I was placed on a cold hard surface staring at the ceiling, for a while both were out of my vision but I heard then whisper not too far from me, then they started what they had obviously planned out well.
Over the next hours, not that I would know how many of them passed, first my entire body was shaved, every hair, including eyebrows, after that a burning sensation told me that obviously the gel applied was to remove it more durable from everywhere, this procedure of applying the gel, letting git do its job and flushing me off was repeated several times.
At some point I felt injections in several parts of the body, even got told that they were not inhuman, to prevent the pain to come they numbed those parts in need. What they did then was to remove finger and toenails completely, not that I was aware of it, I nether could see nor feel much on it now. Following this my crotch area was next attended.
Me ex explained that they spent quite some money to get a few items specially made for this procedure, but seeing it come together now made it sure worth every cent. I felt a wide cold steel belt applied around my waist, anatomically formed to the hips, tight enough not to move down for sure. From its front a steel strap led down to my dick and balls, ending in a ring, the pain when they squeezed dick and balls through it was high, but I did not twitch at all, I screamed inside, but nothing was to see or hear from that. Once that settled well around the base of my genitals the steel-strap actually went on from there between my legs, along the ass crack, right at the spot of my butt hole a generous O-ring in place and that strap then going further back up to the backside of that waste belt, there they now point welded it in place, not without covering my skin with heat shielding material luckily.
With this base firmly (and permanently) in place, the next item to handle was the dick tube, well, an arrangement for dick and balls actually. Before applying that though a catheter was inserted into my dick, once in place, saline pumped into the small bladder that will keep it inside firmly, only then they continued. My balls were stretched down between my legs, held one above the other, not next to each other, they were placed exactly on to that steel strap between the two rings and once in the right place, a steel cup of sort was placed over them, just big enough to slightly push on to the balls, narrowing severely just above the balls, allowing barely the skin from the ball sack to have its room there, a hearable snap then when pressing this contraption on to the steel strap sealed it in place, keeping my balls stretched VERY noticeable and as much as possible pressed on to that steel strap right at the spot they placed them.
A tiny tube then was slid over my soft dick, well lubed, barely fitting my limp dick inside, connecting the end of the catheter to an inner hollow plug, then this rounded bent top part snapping on to the base ring around my dick and balls, then the tube being bent downward until it also snapped on to the steel strap, together with the upper part of the cover holding my balls in place, as tiny and flat as the tube was, all in all now my dick shaping along that steel strap disappearing between my legs, as did the balls. My ex told me that there was no lock or other snap in place to open this again, so this entire construction including the catheter and anything that was still to come was not meant to come off ever again. The connected catheter was also not ending there, that line extended along the steel strap to the ring around my butt, from there extending into my butt about 3 inch deep, a tube they pressed deep inside now to have it placed correct, just to also saline pump up its end to at least for now stay where it was.
They continued on my legs then. A thin yet seemingly efficient padding was added between my ankle knuckles before they applied an 8 shaped steel form around my ankles, tight enough to keep them tight together, not allowing that padding to shift either, and just like with the belt, some point welding ensured those stay in place permanently, the same style then was applied just below and just above my knees accordingly, I was – if I could have moved at all – no longer able to get those legs apart.
Getting scarier by every item used, they moved up my torso then. A similar steel belt just like for the legs was placed around my chest just above my nipples, one more over my belly, tight enough to slightly restrict breathing, on the sides of those two steel belts though were loops that went over my upper and lower arms, keeping them in place tight to my torso from now on, logically those two steel items point welded shut again at the end.
Attending my head now must have been the cruelest, but they numbed everything completely so I did at the time not feel a thing but would feel excessive pain for quite some time once that wears off. Expertly a large tube was now shoved down my throat, all the way down into the stomach, again in inflatable ball at its end filled with saline would keep it firmly down there for sure. Its end protruded just slightly out of my mouth, however attached to that end was a steel frame link wiring, holding the tube itself firmly, extensions off the ring around there now lying flat and behind my teeth to the right and left, a medical drill was used then to get a tiny hole in the teeth where those extensions had tiny holes and finally those were screwed together with their behind and on top of teeth parts, a special medical glue making sure those tiny screws remain shut as they are as well. The tube was not only kept in the stomach by the inflatable ball on it, but also permanently anchored on to my teeth. The added effect of screwing that tube ring on to my teeth was that my jaw now was permanently kept in his position.
Once again expertly then, either this new guy was a doctor or had the appropriate training, two nose tubes were inserted in each nostril, shoved down my throat and then into the lungs, again the endings were ever so slightly protruding from my nostrils, medical glue however also ensured those would not go anywhere anymore. Breathing felt different, strange, a little harder as those two tubes now were the only opening providing air. Finally the ears were attended as well, sort of hearing aids were inserted dee into them, according my ex’s explanation, those batteries last years and can be charged via induction system, something that will be in place for everything else in and on me as well anyway, no need to take them out when the time comes, then again being proper set in and sealing my ears, preventing the ear drums for having much stimulation to act on, I would be barely hearing anything at all unless those aids were activated remotely.
Then the continued applying dozens and dozens of pads all over my body, ensuring every muscle can be impacted, but as well soles of my feet, both nipples and also account my neck, as my ex explained some are for muscle stimulation for health reasons, many of them however are for entertainment. Once all those were in place an intrigue system of thin wires was applied all over, each pad connected to it, as well as plugs in the steel chastity were hooked on to this wiring, each wiring carefully placed not to strain, to have plenty ability to move around if and when I start moving around myself, making sure none will disconnect or rip. My ex told me that embedded into the belt around my belly, because it allows to be thicker as it is pressed a little into my belly, a controller is present, the wiring plugged into it, that controller providing the stimulation or entertainment they choose, receiving the needed power once again via induction coils, no need to worry about a battery running out.
Now they covered my eyes with clear shaped plastic covers, fitting just over the eyes completely, then covering nose and mouth tubes to still allow some air but nothing else to get in, additionally a large dildo is not pressed into my butt, again I would have screamed if I had been able to, much larger than anything I ever had up there, shoving it about 5 inch deep inside yet leaving about 3 inch still stick out of my butt though, before my ex tells me the first layer is due now, a layer that is applied to create a smooth overall surface everywhere, it will be almost 1 cm thick but not everywhere, it is possible and needed to mold it in the beginning before it hardens, still very flexible, but barely able to rip, especially once the final cover is applied.
They start spraying something all over me now, while one does the spraying, the other using his gloved hands to smoothen it accordingly, creating a surface thick at some place, thinner where steel, pads or wires are in place, but at the end creating one evenly looking smooth overall coverage of my body, a greyish color, not that it would matter, it was not the final layer. They had to act quick as it hardened pretty fast, within half an hour my front down to half my sides everywhere was covered, the new ‘skin’ no longer moldable, no longer sticky, time to turn me around and finish the backside, ensuring the joining front and back were sealing well to each other also. Some areas though were sprayed a lot more, crotch area, hands, between arms and body, between legs and also around my head, plan, and successfully executed, was to remove any ‘shapes’ indicating humanity as much as possible.
By the time they were finished, the tubes were slightly sticking out of nose and mouth, the dildo stuck out of my butt, the eye covers were there but for the rest… my legs were like one, you could no longer see separate arms by my side, you could see a really slight bump where my hands were, you no longer could make out a face at all, one smooth surface, only those tubes stuck out and around the eyes the surface was thinning down to the level where the eyes were basically deeply embedded in an otherwise shapeless head. But even those eyes now were again covered, some darkened lenses, matching the shape of those eyeholes perfectly, were pressed slightly into that material covering all of my head, settling in perfectly and rather quickly getting permanently sealed on to the material. My vision blurred to some extent, the surroundings darkened quite a bit, but no human part was now visible anymore, those black shiny lenses took that last human part away now also.
The dildo was then carefully removed, just to be replaced by an equally thick hollow tube, this tube touching the ring around my butt and at a certain moment snapping firmly on to it, as I was explained it would be troublesome if at all possible to pull that out again, so the tube was to stay where it was and would of course also be able to act on the wired power all over me. The hollow opening then was filled with a steel rod, exactly matching in size, sealing that hole completely now. It snapped in place with a click and again, the explanation was given right away, an intrigue machine will be able to unlock and pull that rod temporarily, that was if I made it to move into the right position, which I would in time surely do voluntarily, after probably having to learn for a while to do it right, that machine hooks on to the tube, does not allow me to move away until the procedure is finished and the machine releases that grip. While hooked on, the rod sealing the hollow would be pulled out, I was able to relief myself of any content inside me before being flushed out several times, only then the rod would be reinserted, snapped shut and the mechanism releases me to move freely, well as freely as everything else allows.
I was still unable to do anything, would scream, would punch them, would get away, but I still was under the full impact of the drugs, nothing I felt, nothing I heard, nothing they did was in any way pleasant, in any way what I would ever agree to do or have done, but I had still no choice…
With the butt now also taken care of it was time for the last and final layer. Once again they sprayed my body all over, another sort of sealant I was told, not to seal the smooth surface, but to seal the new final layer on to everything perfectly. They showed me some tiny piece of what looked like reptile skin colored fabric or rubber or something like it, this item looked way too small, but then they started stretching it… starting at my feet, inserting that one lump into this final skin and then stretching it even more while pulling it higher and higher, being wet lubed with sealant additionally to the overall smooth surface that covered my former body it was not too difficult to get this new skin pulled all the way up to my neck and then pull the head part over mine, pushed close into the deep eye parts, pushed over the endings of all tubes, with use of that sprayed on sealant closing that last opening on the neck between head and body, sealing very single part of me into it perfectly, not one dot of anything below visible except eyes, tube endings and the end of that rod in my ass tube.
They stepped out of my vision then, but I could hear them admiring their ‘work’, how well it looked like, beyond their initial expectations, my ex saying: ‘definitely worth it!’, with both laughing then in agreement. Moments after though they then lifted me up, carrying me from this room, still unaware where it was as all I saw was either the blank ceiling or the white surface of what I was placed on quite a while ago before all this started.
My eyes still pointing upward, during the time I was carries all I saw were white ceilings, the edges of white walls, and the top parts of door frames, but I knew we went one floor upstairs first, so probably were in the basement earlier. Even though I was warm, I seemed not to be too sweaty, probably as my ex at some point earlier explained, whatever materials they used to encase me was in some way allowing some breathing of the skin, but suddenly I felt, even if primarily at my only left open part, the eyes, it got a little warmer, the ceiling was suddenly changing, it looked tiled, just like the edges of the walls I could make out, and once they put me down on the floor and turned me on my belly, the floor as well was tiled the same way. But what I got a glimpse of during the setting down and turning over was not pleasant.
This seemed to be a room about ten feet long and about 5 feet wide and the wall on ne side was all glass from ceiling to floor, behind that glass I saw what looked like a large living room. But before taking this in more, my ex already continued:
‘If you look to the wall ahead of you, you see a little steel tube sticking out of the wall, right where you can actually reach it, this one will provide a special mixed mush, nutritious food mixed with some vitamins and medicines needed for your survival. Once you turn around completely you will see an identical tube on the other wall, this one will provide fluids, again mixed with nutrition and some other needed essences. So in order to feed you will have to move over to one side, to drink you need to move to the opposite side. Once a day however, the wall behind you has the earlier mentioned mechanism sticking out that will attach to your butt tube, obviously you will need to empty those bowels regularly as well, I am curious how long it will take you to match those two parts to hook it up correctly, well, there is some incentive to learn quickly, not just the troubles a full colon will cause you, but as well, like we said, your body is hooked up to electro pads and stimulations all over.
Fortunately, not cheap but worth it, almost everything is nicely automated. So if you do not manage to hook up to the bowel relief system once within 24 hours, that automated control unit in your steel belly belt will activate, and I am sure you will not enjoy the impact it has on almost all parts of your body for 2 minutes then, and that one will not only repeat every 15 minutes, but also extend another minute each time, so it’s in your interest to learn quickly. The very same goes for feeding, at least once in 24 hours you need to connect your mouth tube to it and have the mush pumped into your stomach, and for the fluids, between 6am and midnight, once within every three hours is required to avoid the electro punishment, not just for the bodily needs, but also making sure you stay moving around regularly.
Now for the tens in general, there are obviously induction coils embedded all over the floor, so the system will never run out of power. The programmed sequences include irregular muscle workouts all over your body, so you will spasm quite a bit in those times, but as well we’ll not be cruel and have some quite stimulating sequences in the program, random again, but tackling your encased dick and the tube in your butt quite pleasantly, but just as well there will be ransom occasions where those stimulations turn into sometimes more sometimes less torture shocks. All over the program is set to allow a good nights rest, but during awake times from 6am to midnight, it will keep your mind busy for a large part of time. Moreover the hearing aids in your ears are also used well of course. Inside here you won’t hear anything from out there in our room anyway, the terrarium here is pretty much soundproof, but we make use of a costly but well defined subliminal mind programming pretty much continuously as well, we were guaranteed that over the years you will no longer remember anything of your human past.
Obviously not every person coming to visit us here will be ok with seeing you in here like this, or … well.. seeing someone that may or may not have been human before in here like this as nobody will ever see who is under all of this anymore, so when the need arises, a fake wall will cover this large glass front and you stay in the dark on your own. All other times it remains open, for us two here to enjoy our special terrarium with our special creature inside and allow you to also see out, see what used to be a life in the past, at some point in the distant future even a life you no longer understand or know about and likely wonder what those creatures out there are.
Now looking at the result, I think we captured what you outlined in your plans pretty well, you can be happy about it, being the one making it reality at the end. We for sure enjoy it, and it does avoid the necessity of a breakup, those are never nice to have, now I know I will have you still with me, but in what I consider much improved version, one that I am actually enjoying to have around. Now we’re going to leave you in your new habitat, sealing that door in the wall as we should not be required to come in here much in future anymore. In two or three hours the drug will wear off and you can start moving again, or learn to move again in your new form, obviously still not talk anymore ever, but then again, a worm, as that is what you are and forever will be now, does not have to have a voice at all.
I will use the time now to empty our flat, tell our neighbors that we chose to move abroad, since I know your boss will also ensure you quit there and due to ‘family circumstances’ have to be absent immediately, our friends will know you moved away suddenly after our breakup, so no one will wonder why your former self is not around anymore. As it’s unlikely we, or anyone for that sake, will ever talk again, this is a goodbye to my ex-boyfriend, a welcome to our new terrarium creature, we will enjoy having this creature here for many years to come for sure.’
With that they both left and I was alone, as I if I understood right will be from now on, in this – he calls it terrarium, not room, for an animal, then again he also said the human in me would be gone, how can he, I am here, right here, under all of this… but then I saw a reflection in the glass, saw what they or anyone else allowed to see will find, an inhuman worm like mass of a body, two large black spots where eyes used to be, a black hole from the tube where a mouth used to be and two black slam dots where a nose used to be, but no shape that in any way would resemble a human head or body. Damn … fuck… and….
Even more FUCK, what I see is how I imagined that play I planned out with that other guy, just with him being in my situation, and well, just for a week. And despite being still angry, confused, desperate about everything that happened in the past hours, I felt a dick in a tiny encasement trying to find space, just to be punished immediately by severe electro shocks, what the fuck… not only is there no space, but a possible reaction gets immediately punished, and I still can neither move nor scream so have to just take that pain silently now.
But can they really mean what they said, does my ex just fuck with my mind, can they really keep me like this permanent? While I still was immobilized I could just think, think about the anger I felt, the frustration I felt form being unable to intervene all that happened before, think about what I want to scream at them if this is serious, and even if this was or is just a mindfuck, but strangely also felt a few brief tiny moments of appreciation for ‘their work’, thinking about the plans I made with that guy and how those tow here seem to have spent a fortune to make it happen now, just with the wrong guy transformed into this. It was confusing for sure.
When the drug started wearing off together with the various shots I got to numb quite some parts of my body, the feeling came back everywhere, trying to move legs, arms, mouth, trying to shout out, trying to move my hands anywhere else, move my arms in any way, move my legs apart in any way, but nothing worked, all I did was winding my entire strange looking body around in a way that…. Well… could rather be worm-like, but not anything human like.
Of course I also felt everything else. That what felt like a massive tube down my throat, the confinement of the breathing through those small nose tubes, the pressure on my balls being stretched down and slightly compressed in their prison, that what felt like the tiniest ever tube confining my useless dick now, keeping the whole package disappearing between my legs… or what used to be legs and most of all, that massive intruder in my butt, one that will not move or be removed as I understood ever.
But additionally, also feeling some sort of stimulating waves on dick, balls and in my butt, causing of course a reaction I no longer can have and that led to immediate punishment shocks, whilst I was able to move now, I still was unable to scream, so in silence, but spasming all over in this worm form I took that pain, just to be followed suddenly by what I assumed must be that described workout of my muscles, I have no idea how I looked like, but anyone seeing this creature spasming around like that, well I doubt anyone would consider this to be human anymore.
When things finally stopped, I was exhausted, breathless to some extent as those tubes only allowed rather controlled calm breathing. While still trying to get a grip on that I remembered, once every three hours fluids, and who knows how much time since that whole system got activated, so… I might have to try for a first time … damn…
The time it took for me to crawl over in this form was endless, finding the connection to that wall tube took a long time also and the surprise when something cool was suddenly pumped into my belly, without tasting anything, but I seemed to have managed at least. So obviously feeding will be similar to this, and need just adjusting to move around like this, but the butt relief, well I thought I should likely keep trying constantly until I figure that one out, if the punishment for even a slight attempt to get hard was like that I would not want to know what the punishment for not connecting there might be, so as much as I hated everything that happened or the situation I was in, either as a mind fuck or really permanent, time only can tell that one, I’d have to get started on training that latter part of connecting myself to that special mechanism.
Any moving around, slippery tiled floor, slippery new skin, not an easy task, exhausting for sure, and the getting used or learning to connect in time would definitely keep me busy for a while, I’d just have to wait and hope this is a mind fuck joke of my ex only. For now though, I tried a lot and realize there is no way out of any of this by myself, so all I can do it trying to go along with it as best as I can until hopefully it turns out to be a joke only.
Well… to keep long things short now for the rest… many years have passed, I could not tell anymore how many, cannot even remember how long I was desperate about this situation I was forced into, I am still in that same place in the same way, a strange worm creature displayed in a bare terrarium in the living room of two guys, or … two strange creatures I wonder what they are. I sometimes get a glimpse of my past, wonder who those creatures out there are and what they are doing, how they relate to me or my being here, occasionally get a brief flash of something strange, something that looks as if I am one of them, but those brief fractions of a second pass immediately, all that is left is me wondering where I am, why no others like me are here, how I got here and what I actually am, yes, that subliminal continuous influence has done its job well.