1 comments/ 12166 views/ 7 favorites Doctor Marlow's Body/Mind Trial By: carnacarn Beginnings: The experiment was set to begin. Proper funding had been hard to attain years before in the initial stages. Marlow was sure it was to be a success. Control set ups had been stringently enforced upon all the staff and equipment. Marlow was so sure of the program because he had conceived it, designed it, and built all the necessary cranial machines. Some of the others he hadn't built but was heavily involved with designing still. Two males and three females were in the back of the van currently. One more male was all they needed. The choices to grab had all been screened and vetted by a staff Marlow selected. The last male was finally walking down the street. Three of the staff were walking towards him. James felt weird as he looked around the moving object he was surprised to find himself in. He had been walking down the street and the world turned black before he woke up to this groggy state. Other people were visible to him before he blacked out again. Dakota was confused to wake up in an odd shower cell. She was naked as a faint mist sprayed from the shower head above her. The trip to the mall was all she remembered as she tried recalling everything that had happened. Her head oozed with a mix of pain and fuzziness. There was a glass wall blocking the edge of her cell from the hallway she could barely make out. It was barely lit in the hallway. It was all cinder block on the opposite side of the hall. Charlotte would be worried about her. She would've called the police and told them. Charlotte was a nice, soothing presence in her life after all she had dealt with once she told her parents that she enjoyed the company of women more than men. She had dated a guy before Charlotte but he was only her second male lover. The mist in the room changed to a pale yellow color before she blacked out again. James stretched out awkwardly. The environment was damp and what he was laying against was tile. His eyes couldn't focus on anything for long. Standing up made him feel sick as his blood pounded heavily in his head. An ache in the side of his upper neck wasn't a normal crick. Pressing his hand against the ache, James felt stitches. That was very odd. A bluish mist was coming off of a shower head in this weird cell he was finding himself in. The nudity hit him as he looked down. He was completely nude. He thought himself in decent shape and body proportions. Scratching his face, the growth felt several days old. He remembered shaving the same day he woke up in the van. Nothing made sense to him as he paced the small cell. He had enough room to lay down fully but no pillow, no toilet, no food vents in the glass wall. The mist was now yellow he saw as his eyes grew heavy. The Experiments Begin: Marlow looked over his subjects. The women, he was constantly aware, were all attractive. The men, he could admit, were all handsome in some fashion. Subject 2F was the woman who caught his eye most. She was a dark haired, 22 year old who stood 5'6", 34Bs, and a very attractive face. The dossier on her said her name was Dakota Kileen, from the next city down, in a relationship with a Charlotte Bandanowic. Her surgeries had all been the easiest out of the three females. He had the most hope hers would work. The male Marlow had the most hope invested into was 3M. James Lowell. 23. No attachments from a city an hour away. He was 5'10" and the closest to Marlow's own body type and physical attributes. The next phase was about to start as he watched his staff members move 3M into 2F's cell. Slowly a blue mist appeared in the cell. 2F stirred first of the two. Dakota moved away from the strange male sprawled on the tile next to her. Like herself, he was completely naked. Dakota judged him even as she felt vulnerable being in the same enclosed cell as her. He was definitely taller than her. He had a rugged jawline and a toned body. It wasn't magazine cover worthy but still eye catching. Daring to, she ventured her eyes south as she curled into a defensive position. He was different than the two men she had been with. Ryan was bigger for sure but she could have seen his and Nick's tips when naked. This man had a weird covering. The man began waking up. The mist was changing from blue to orange now. His penis began to swell as he woke more, eyes finally opening. Dakota found herself getting aroused as well. The stranger looked at her. She moved to him and they began kissing. Their hands moved about furiously on each other. His green eyes were precious to her as he moved on top of her. She had a firm grip on him as his fingers dipped in and out of her. His thumb rubbed against her clit. She moaned out and pulled his cock towards her. She felt him slide in. It had been over a year since a real penis had been in her. His lips trapped her ear as he thrusted as quickly as he could. She felt her pleasure increase heavily. He was grunting heavily now with a ferocity she never experienced with Ryan or Nick. He grunted with an extra amount of effort before collapsing onto her. She noticed the mist was yellow again now as her eyes felt heavy. Marlow was pleased with the results. 2F and 3M had responded to the pheremonic mist as predicted with the devices not turned on. 1F and 1M and 3F and 2M had also responded the same. Switching the subjects had been discussed but he felt that the random pairing the computer had spit out was how he wanted to continue. The project was hitting each benchmark just right currently. Marlow decided it was good a time as any to switch the devices on and prep the second main experiment. He was excited to see if the devices would work. All the research, all the trial and error in design, the quest for funding and building the devices. Not waking up on tile was a faintly familiar feeling. James was on a hospital style bed. He was strapped down with no way to move. The only human contact he had since the day he was taken was the three times he had woken up next to the cute dark haired woman and they both jumped each other for pleasure. Another bed moved into the room without anybody moving it but the dark haired woman lay in it asleep. Once again, neither was clothed at all. He was unfazed this time as her bed stopped next to his. James wished he knew her name as she began waking. The now familiar arousal was beginning. He watched as his penis became erect. He was alarmed when he heard a man's voice behind him. "Help me!" He looked. A man was strapped into a bed as it was flush against a wall. He was also erect like James. The stranger looked panicked as he was strapped in. "They forced me and her together! Something weird happened with my mind, man! I don't feel all together in my mind! She started bleeding from the nose and ears as they forced us to have sex. Help!" His last word became a scream as the bed slid into the wall. That's when James saw her, the other woman. Her face was flush with the color of dried blood. Her head was disfigured though, almost drained looking. He was scared now. What caused the blood? Was it the slight bump on his neck? The female woke up next to him. She looked scared as her legs were slightly apart. Her nipples were hard and poking out from her breasts. "Wha-?" "My name's James. They killed another woman and a man was freaking out just before you woke up!" "Da-Dakota. What?" "I saw another guy. He was sucked into the wall. There's a woman in another bed. Her face is sucked in. Like her brain was sucked out and her head caved in." "Dakota. James. One of you will be released from your bed. You will climb into the bed with the other and begin having intercourse. While having intercourse, you must think, must think! Of being the other person. James, you must think you are Dakota. Dakota, you must think you are James. Must! Think!" The voice was a males filled with enthusiasm. What kind of sick pervert was he? Why did he have to think of being Dakota while they were fucking? Why did she have to think of being him? He had thought of before while with Heather how it would feel being on the other side of being fucked. Not in a man fucking him, but as a woman with a man. Dakota was scared. She saw the other female. Her face was so weird looking. She had to think of being this James guy and think of it while he entered her. The straps came loose then on her arms and legs. Hesitantly, Dakota got up and out of the bed. She was so aroused she knew she wanted to jump up on to the other bed and ride him to he orgasmed. She had orgasmed the last time they had woken up together. She doubted she could this time with the pressure on them now. Climbing on top of the bed, she straddled his lap. Rubbing his erection with her hand, she enjoyed his hand on her breast. Lowering her hips, she enjoyed the feel of him entering her. Once or twice with Charlotte as they used a strap on, she had thought of how it would be to have a real penis. Be a real male as she pounded away on her blonde hair girlfriend, a hand cupping a breast, the other rubbing her clit. James was a good specimen to think of as a real male pounding away on Charlotte. How awesome it would be to observe James and her. Charlotte had never had a male in her. Not like James was in her now. His uncut cock plying through her channel quickly as his strong, manly hands played with her tits. Somehow they were loose from the straps as he rubbed his hands along her breasts. If she was James, she would be using his penis just the same way he was at that moment. James thought of how it must feel to feel a penis in a vagina. Like how Dakota was feeling his right now. How would he feel in her attractive body? The first time he could play with another mans cock as he rubbed a clit before having the cock enter him. It would be weird but he was fantasizing it right now. He was trying his hardest to think of being her. He was Dakota. Dakota was him. He was her feeling his penis ply in and out. Having her nice breasts and having the chance to play with her vagina. It was all he wanted. Marlow waited with bated breath. He was hoping no ill effects would happen this time. The other two groups had failed. Unfortunately, the four were all dead now. They had to be to avoid the experiment becoming public knowledge. It was almost time for the switch. The devices were on. They were functioning. Both test subjects seemed to space out together all of a sudden. Marlow held his breath. No blood rushed from any of their faces. It was working! It had to work! Dakota was looking at herself. Her penis plied into her body. Shit! She was in his body now! She was James. It was so odd feeling the pleasure of sex as a man finally. His dick was overcome with pleasure as she pushed it in and out of herself. Oh my god, she thought, the orgasm was about to happen. His entire body flinched. He loved feeling a dick in her vagina. He could sense how close his body was to orgasm. Then she tensed up and he could actually feel his seed spew forth into him. How in the hell was he in her body? And she his? Was she? "Dakota?" "Yes?" His voice was deeper than he was expecting. It sounded much higher pitched to himself when he talked. "Thank christ. I was hoping you were in there." "Oh! I didn't even think of that." The test subjects talked as Marlow walked in towards them. They were so wrapped up in each other they didn't notice the staff and him approach. They were tenderly caressing their new bodies. It was a success for now. Dakota's body noticed them first. She went wide eyed as she noticed the gas masks and suits as the yellow mist floated around them again once more mixed with a red mist. It was time to start the next portion. Doctor Marlow's Body/Mind Trial Ch. 02 The Forgetting James felt as if he was in a different body as he woke up. Stretching as normal didn't seem normal with how his limbs reacted. Thoughts bombarded him as he lay there. Charlotte would not be happy with her for being gone for however long she had been gone. Gone somewhere she could not remember. He was James. Why was he thinking of himself as she? Rolling onto his stomach, James then realized he wasn't laying on his penis anymore. His chest was protruding in a new and odd way. That was definitely new. A woman's bosom was in front of him as he looked down his front. Turning over, James was in total loss as he saw breasts covered by a pink shirt as well as black panties covering his crotch region. Daring to check, James moved the panties up in front. A trimmed crop of hair was pointing down towards feminine lips. Nowhere did he see or feel a penis. Reaching the hand in, James rubbed the nub he knew he would find. Pleasure shot out across her body as he rubbed the nub. Giving in to the pleasure, James pushed the panties out of the way and began using her fingers in an instinctive way. The shirt was soon tossed off as well as she used one hand to play with her nipples as well as fingering her wet, warm pussy. Dakota lost herself in the new yet so familiar way of pleasure. Dakota was looking at the flaccid cock sprouting forth from her crotch. No breasts occupied the view south either. The cock was uncut too. Odd memories flittered through her mind as she stood over the toilet, pee expelled already. Waking up earlier she had allowed instincts to take hold as normal to discover herself pushing boxer briefs down to expel the liquid in the bladder. Then she had discovered what she was still looking at. Breaking her reverie, she looked into the mirror finally after pulling her underwear back up. Green eyes and a rugged jawline looked back at her from a man's face. It was his own face so why was he freaking out mentally? Concentrating hard, James knew he was himself as well as Dakota. Dakota was the mind in charge but all the memories from both were there. Nothing was hidden from her as she searched his memories. Work was a breeze as Dakota filed reports that James never knew he could process. Charlotte had called earlier and was looking forward to dinner. She had apologized profusely for having to rush out to work and not waking her that morning. She had suggestively implied that it was going to be a fun date night. Discovering that Dakota was a women inclined bisexual intrigued James. Part of him really wished though, for some reason, to feel how it felt for a woman being on the receiving end of a man. Was Dakota wishing the same in reverse? Getting into the business suit had not proven hard in the morning. The bra, which he had struggled with taking off just a few years prior, had been easier than hell to put on. Instinct controlled everything he could think to do. All her conversations with people he had never met had been a breeze. Everything came to her tongue or mind in regards to the conversations. Nothing was out of place in talking. Going home excited him. Charlotte was already in the apartment when he walked in. She was in yoga pants and a workout tank top with no bra as she sat on the couch. James was appreciative himself of Charlotte on top of the emotions Dakota felt on seeing her girlfriend. Kissing Charlotte was so routine feeling it almost trumped the excitement he felt. He was in a female-female kiss. Charlotte pulled her on top of herself and began kissing her excitedly. Memories of how Charlotte looked naked swarmed her mind but seeing her naked in person was more exciting at that moment. James felt his male memories take over but the natural instincts of Dakota were added in as he began reaching between Charlotte's legs. The blonde was completely bare as her hand snuck in the pants. Her blouse was undone she realized when a breast was taken into Charlotte's mouth. She had been so focused on the clit. The bedroom was calling them both as clothes were strewn about the living room. Charlotte took the lead, taking out a strap on that put his normal penis to shame a bit. Dakota was so wet that Charlotte didn't need to eat her out from behind for long as she was braced on all fours. Hesitantly, teasingly, Charlotte moved the tip around her lower lips. It drove her crazy while ramping up her excitement. A hand plied her lips open as the other rubbed her clit. "Oh. Oh yes. Yes!" The strap on slid in to its base immediately. Charlotte started going to town with the strap on. James felt the orgasm approaching strongly from the double action of the fingers just right on her clit and the strap on rubbing her so well internally. Her world spasmed as the orgasm took over. It was so unlike a male's and so much better than the one he had produced before work. Charlotte didn't stop as she kept going. Dakota's walls were gripping onto the strap on as best it could with no success. By now, James knew he would have cum in his male body. A nice, rousing orgasm with that body. But with this female using a strap on, it was eternal it felt like until Charlotte stopped, breath ragged like Dakota. Both females wrapped arms around each in other in a stupor. Result Stream Marlow and his team were overawed by the data streaming to them over the connection from the devices. James as Dakota was being royally taken to town by the pleasure center data they were looking. In the morning, James as Dakota had likely masturbated to a small orgasm if this data was showing a legitimate, full blown orgasm. Dakota as James was located at James' apartment, not doing much. The best guess was that she was watching tv that was mildly entertaining but not engrossing. The data sensors were more complicated than any of the science Marlow had engineered and discovered. Marlow made an annotation into his log book. Round two would commence soon. Round one was a success for now. More results were needed to confirm the validity of the first round of testing. The implants were stopping the two from talking to each other for now. The batteries were good for another two weeks. In that time, they would continue to monitor the two subjects, 3M and 2F. Pleasure of a new kind for Dakota/James Work at the engineering firm was exciting as day three started for Dakota. Instead of a stock salesman, she was working on a chemical plant set up. Two days down as a male, and only three times had she vigorously rubbed one out with her new toy. James's cock was still a fascination to her. The hood was the biggest novelty of the whole novelty. The head of the cock was more lubricated with a natural sheen than a cut cock she had figured out. The balls were still the oddest part of a man's anatomy to her. Ryan had liked her to play with his. She had learned James didn't but it was still a lesser pleasure than actually stroking her cock. Slipping back to the desk, James focused on the new phase of the project. Harvey stalked up to him, spooking him near shitless yet again. "Hey." James's memories said Harvey was likely gay. Dakota's feeling was he was, and wanted a piece of James. "What's up, Harv?" "You busy after work?" "Yes." James was purely hetero she had determined. She would jump him given the chance. Maybe if she ever was in her own body again she would find him out. Charlotte didn't need to know, right? James would likely agree after being in her body. Harvey kept pestering him for plans but he couldn't think of an excuse besides he was busy. Eventually he caved and agreed to go out for a bit. It was going to be fun to see if James could hold his alcohol well. Dakota could better than Charlotte. The night was fun as he drank and saw the idiotic things everyone in the office was doing at the bar. A female did catch his eye though with her friends. Thinking with her feminine mind, James ditched the cliche sending a drink over or corny pick up line. That could work. But she didn't want to subject the woman to it just in case. Smiling when she looked at him, it seemed to do the charm itself. She called over, "Come sit here and buy me a drink!" "Ok." Buying her a coke and lime to 'sober her mind up a bit,' James talked with Lindsey for a while. It wasn't long before he found himself taking her towards her apartment a few blocks away. They would go a half block, kiss for a bit, then go another half block. It was a fun time for Dakota as she was making out with a woman again. She did want to be with a man again but hers and James's natural proclivities were for females. Once inside Lindsey's apartment, they kicked shoes off and rushed to the bedroom. Lindsey was amazed when James had her lay down and pushed the skirt up. Lowering the thong, James saw an amazing sight. She was shaven completely and was aroused. The lips were swelling. Burying his face in, he started licking and sucking as he used fingers that were longer than he was used to as Dakota. But as James, they were normal sized. Lindsey was moaning in pleasure not long after. Her legs clamped onto him not too short or too long a time later. She had him shimmy onto where she had been. A large wet spot from her juices darkened the comforter. Lindsey unzipped the jeans and reached in. Dakota felt a small sense of panic but joy as Lindsey brought the cock into view. No comments came about the size. Dakota had determined he was 5.5" inches roughly. Lindsey took him in her mouth. James felt the overwhelming sense of delightful pleasure. The warm, wet hole was unlike anything she had felt like. A pussy would feel much better from what James's memories told her. Five minutes into the mind numbing pleasure, James stopped Lindsey. She reached into a drawer and pulled out a condom. Placing it on quickly, James lay for a moment as Lindsey positioned herself over the rigid, hard cock. Then she consumed the entire length slowly and sexily. A few moments later, they were in a rhythm. She would slam down as he slammed up with his cock. The urge to cum was pressing in the back of his mind not long into the pleasure. Pausing, he positioned so Lindsey was on all fours. Taking her with a real cock much like she had taken Charlotte multiple times overjoyed Dakota. His balls slammed into her as she urged him on. Her words and sounds were sexy as he felt the need to keep going until his body collapsed. Dakota had never been sure if that was a sexy thing. It definitely was, she determined, as Lindsey moaned loud as she sounded like she could as a thumb rubbed her clit just right in a circle as another finger created circles on her ass. The orgasm wasn't as all encompassing as ones she had as a female when it hit. But it was still full of pleasure as she felt her cock shoot round after round. James felt his body become limp and pulled out of Lindsey. Lindsey had enjoyed being woken up by his tongue. She was now riding him well without a condom on. Her breasts swayed in his face as she screamed his name. His thumb rode her clit as well as she rode him. "Fuck. I'm cumming!" "Ok! Fuckkk, yes, James!" She collapsed against him as he came. It was even better than the one last night. Their lips met as he finished his climax. He rolled her over and started kissing his way down. "What are yo- Oh. Oh! Oh!" Return to Dakota Dakota was going to go for it. Charlotte was spending time with her brother and his family for the night. She would be home late. It was now or never to put her hopes into action. Brad was in the corner with a bunch of guys from work. They would never recognize Dakota. She wasn't from this area and had never been to the bar before. Brad was an attractive guy. James had thought about him once he was fully ensconced in Dakota's body and mind. More and more it was she, not he, in thinking. James knew he was still separate mentally but he was more assimilated in her body. Sitting at the bar for a bit had her fending off a few guys. She had worn a skirt and low cut blouse trying to get noticed by guys. It was creepy how some guys would come up to her. James would never do what they had done. He was more appreciative now of the differences between himself and others. An hour into the night, Brad walked up to the bar to grab a round for his table. He smiled at her. She smiled back. He struck up a conversation. It didn't take long for her to be charmed by him. Brad wasn't known as a man whore but was known to be charming in the office. She found herself at the table, being introduced to guys she already know as James. Brad was the most attractive to her as she talked with them all and flirted heavily with Brad. It was getting her excited to think it was leaning heavily towards success. Brad suggested another half hour in that it was time to leave. Dakota agreed. He was grateful for her offer of a ride back to his place. He was a gentleman on the short drive back to his house. His roommates were all gone as they snuck in. To his bedroom they went with no words. The nerves caught up to Dakota as Brad started kissing her. His beard was scraggly as their lips met. His hands were gentle as they caressed her sides and cupped her breasts. He sat down on the edge of his bed. It was a clear sign as to what he was suggesting. James was nervous. Could he suck a dick? Something about taking one was less worrying mentally than physically putting one in his mouth and performing oral sex. Dakota had done it a few times. Her few physical moments with males normally precluded cock sucking. Undoing the button and then zipper on his jeans, Dakota tugged down revealing a tented pair of blue boxers. He kicked his jeans to the side. He was in ugly crew socks. Trying to ignore them and focusing on the bulge, she pulled the boxers down. A mass of blondish hair buried the stem of his cock, which was erect and hanging a tad right. He was cut and larger than James's own. Similar thickness, it looked like and memories reminded. "Oh my." "You like?" "It'll do just great." "Good," he cooed. Stroking him cautiously a few times, she focused hard on taking the tip between her lips. Precum was leaking as she closed her lips around it. It was much different than eating out a woman. It was more bland tasting with a hint of saltiness. It didn't take long for James to find a good rhythm and not quite enjoy it but not find it unbearable at all. Brad tried moving her head, but he listened when she told him not to. Brad gave a warning right as he came five minutes in. The flavor was better than her memories indicated. Brad profusely apologized and said it was normal for his first burst to be quick. He promised his second or third would last a long enough time. He quickly had her stripped and was between her legs. The skills he exhibited were not great but decent enough to get her well enough in the mood. Brad got her to a mild orgasm. He was rock hard again as he climbed over her. Dakota held her breath as she felt the head slip in. Then more of the shaft as he started sliding in and out. She found herself making noises and calling out curses as he pounded her. Wanting to take control, she got him to lay down as she adjusted over him. Holding his cock, slick with her wetness, Dakota slid down until she felt she couldn't take much more. It was fully in then, she realized. Getting into it, she started sliding up and down on the cock. Pinching one of his nipples, Brad cursed but smiled. He started casually rubbing the rocket power orgasm button now above his cock. Ten minutes in, and seeing how he was honest and hadn't cum again, Dakota switched to her knees and elbows. Brad slid in before banging his hips against her ass as hard and quick as he could. It was better than with Charlotte and the strap on. James could tell Brad was close with his thrusts when he felt a surge of liquid start pouring into her vagina. His grunts confirmed it as well. The Experiment Continues Marlow looked over the ten bodies in the surgery room. Five nude males and five nude females were in the surgical beds as his technicians implanted device version 2 into the second round of test subjects. It was looking successful. Two more days would see 3M and 2F returning and reverting to normal status. Then they would be compelled to meet up again and see if a seamless transfer could occur outside the laboratory. Marlow still had high hopes for Round One. So far they were responding to his theories unlike the other four.