I had a great time last night; it was just me and my friends hanging out. We always like to have a little party in March, right before the snow begins to melt. I slept good that night, and when I woke in the morning I was in for a pleasant surprise. I looked out the window with a smile plastered across my face. Winter had passed, and it was now Spring once again! The snow was melting, the birds were chirping and I was feeling great. After changing my clothes and brushing my teeth, I decided to head outside and enjoy the day. I walked over to the closet and threw on a sweater.
Once I opened the door, I was greeted by brisk and somewhat cold winds. It didn't bother me too much at all, because I had to deal with far worse weather during the previous season. I decided to take a walk around the street, and just see what was going on in town. As per usual, the town was insanely boring. Maybe it was because I was used to the bizarre situations of being a college student, but I still felt that life had grown boring. As I walked down the street, I noticed a new store out of the corner of the corner of my eye. The sign on the front of the story read, "The Grand Opening Of The Puppet Express!" Puppet Express? That's a bizarre name for a store if ever I heard one.
My curiosity was piqued, so I decided to check it out. I strode right up to the front door, and peered through the window. To my surprise, there wasn't a single person inside. The store looked barren, but I decided to check it out nonetheless. I opened the door and was greeted by the usual entrance chime. Once I was inside, I looked about. Along the walls were various kinds of puppets. There were puppets on strings, hand puppets, and even ventriloquist dummies. The puppets were of an impressive quality, and looked as though they had been expertly crafted. One puppet that caught my eye was a really awesome looking monkey puppet. The monkey had a coat of luxurious fake fur, a long and well crafted tale, and a goofy expression pasted across it's plastic face. It was hand puppet, and an impressive one at that! It was one of those hand puppets that you shove your hand into and control different bodily movements. As I walked down the aisles of the store, I heard a door in the back open behind me.
I turned and found a kind old man exiting the backroom. He walked over to me, all the while grinning like a Cheshire cat. "I see you like puppets. Not too many people like that nowadays; my store receives less customers due to that fact." Said the old man. "Yeah, I used to love 'em. They were the coolest thing for me when I was younger, now puppets have faded in interest for me. Despite that, I kind of like this monkey one." The man chuckled to himself, "I see. Say, I'd like to make you a deal." I looked at him confusingly, "What kind of deal?" The old man smirked, and picked the monkey puppet off the shelf. "If you let me rekindle your love for puppets, I'll let you walk home with this guy. Deal?" I shot him another confusing glance, I had no clue what he was talking about.
"Uh... Sure, I guess. It is a nice puppet, I wouldn't mind owning it as a wall decoration." The man scoffed at my statement, "What?! Puppets aren't well decorations, they are meant to be used and played with. Infinite fun can be had with a puppet, and I'll show you exactly how it can be had." The man motioned for me to follow him, as he carried the puppet into the backroom. I followed him and ended up in a rather dusty room. It was full of old puppets in dis-repair, various knick-knacks, and the unmistakable aroma of moldy food. The old man handed the puppet to me. "Now, put this guy on your shoulder and I can show you what you've been missing."
I shrugged my shoulders and shoved my hand into the bottom of the puppet. I placed the monkey on my shoulder, as I sighed. I was a little disappointed, I thought this was going to rekindle my love for puppets. "How does that feel, Clancy?" Asked the old man, causing me to turn towards him sharply. How the heck does this old man know my name? "Who told you my name? Who are you?" The old man chuckled to himself, "That monkey on your should told me your name. You see, once a puppet and his master bond, they become the same entity and share one mind. Here, let me show you..." Said the crazy old man, as he walked over to a nearby dusty table. I was still confused about the whole prospect of the man knowing my name, how could he possibly know? I've never met the guy before, and I can tell he's never met me. And what did he mean when he said that the puppet told him? The man took out a brush and walked over to me.
I was a little creeped out, yet not in the least bit frightened. It wasn't like the old man was going to shank me with a brush or something, he'd probably just swing it around while babbling about how awesome puppets are. However, he didn't end up doing that at all. Instead he walked over with the brush, and rubbed it gently against the chest of the monkey puppet. Next, he took the brush and moved it towards my chest. He moved the brush gently across my chest, which caused me to lose feeling my entire body. I couldn't feel anything, but I was strangely still standing up.
When feeling finally returned to my body, I found that I still couldn't move in the least. My arms and legs wouldn't budge, and my eyes wouldn't move. My body felt strangely naked, I couldn't feel my clothes at all. In their place was a strange coat of fluffy hair. This hair was stringy and coarse, and it seemed to be lined across every area except my face, feet and hands. Speaking of my face, it felt very strange as well. My face was jutting out in front of me and it felt so unreal. I had some sort of muzzle, complete with rather large lips. My face felt like it was made out of some sort of material, almost like plastic. In fact, my whole body didn't quite feel real.
My body was shorter and much smaller, and I felt as though there was something inside me. When the thing moved, certain parts of my body would move against my will. My nose would twitch, or my mouth would open without my consent. I also felt wiggle around from the back of my body; something that was attached to my backside. My left hand was gripped tightly onto something, some sort of fabric. The most bizarre thing about it was that I felt like I was sitting on something. Suddenly, what I was sitting on began to move. My body shook left and right, as the being moved. I was brought to a mirror, and found myself awestruck by the reflection.
The mirror showed the puppet and me, but I had a hard time discerning who was who. I should be myself, but my body felt way too strange for me to just be myself. I couldn't be the puppet, could I? I looked at my reflection, a goofy monkey puppet with a dopey grin plastered across his face. Covered in fake brown fur, complete with a fake furry tail. My hands were plastic, and my body was so very small. The duplicate had his hand jammed inside me, as I found that I was now the puppet. The old man strode in front of me, "Howdy? How are ya feeling, son? Don't worry, this is all temporary. I wanted to rekindle that joy you had as a child, and I always find this to be easiest method. I'll explain it all in a bit, but I want you to have some fun first. The puppet's soul now inhabits your body, just as you do his. However, you'll find that if you focus your thoughts, you can tell him what to do. I'll tell you everything in a bit, but for now I'll leave you two alone. I'll be right back, have fun!"
The old man sauntered off, leaving me trapped in this bizarre situation. How the heck was I supposed to have fun as an inanimate object? Well, I was stuck this for the moment, so I had to deal with it as best as I can. I focused my thoughts and told the puppet in my body to wiggle his fingers around and so I can see what I can do. He wiggled one finger, which caused my tail to wiggle around back and forth. That actually felt surprisingly good, and somewhat fun. I ordered the puppet to wiggle his other finger, causing my arm to begin flailing around like crazy. He wiggled ye another finger, and my mouth opened and closed in a continuous manner. As he did so, he made chimpanzee sounds.
This whole situation became more and more fun for me with each passing moment. It felt rather joyous to be a puppet, I hadn't felt this full of joy in years! Having the roles reverse helped liven up the prospect of playing with a puppet. Now I was the puppet, and found that I was having even more fun then when I was human. I continued to be my former body's puppet, as I was filled with an insane amount of joy. Eventually, the old man came back. "I see you're enjoying your new form. You're probably wondering how I have this power? Well, even I'm not too sure of that. When I inherited this establishment from my grandfather, he never explained anything about this bizarre spell. What I do know is that it's always temporary. While the puppet is in your body you can send orders from your mind to your former body. You can will yourself to switch back at any time, or you can stay like this for as long as you want."
I thought about it for a second, and decided that I wanted to stay in this form for a while. A break from the stresses of real life felt like a dream come true, and I wasn't about to come back to reality any time soon. The old man smiled and open the door for me. "Enjoy your new form, my friend! Please come back if you want another puppet that you can switch with." I ordered my body to leave the room. The whole time I was perched on my body's shoulder; completely immobile. Once I my body made it to the street, I walked it over to my vehicle and entered it. My body placed me in the backseat, as he turned the key in the ignition.
I felt somewhat relaxed by the ride home, but I had a hard time figuring out why. Maybe it was because I didn't have to drive myself home, or maybe it was because I preferred this fluffy form to my actual body. My soft plush behind rubbed up against the leather of the back seat, and I quickly found that the vehicle was rocking my inanimate body back and forth. As I rocked back and forth, I thought about how weird that store was. I've dealt with bizarre situations before, but never anything this extreme! The puppet drove me hope, and plucked my inanimate body from the backseat. He carried my fluffy body up the stairs and threw open the door. My body placed me on the couch, and sat next to me. He grabbed and stuffed his arm inside me once more. I felt a strange sense of joy every time I was used as a puppet. The puppet manipulated my body in a very comedic fashion, including making me scratch my butt and rub my belly. I was used as a puppet for hours upon hours, time flew by so fast with the amount of fun I was having. When it became nightfall, my body carried me up the stairs and into my room. He laid me down on a nearby rocking chair< as he laid down in his bed. Today was one of the most fulfilling days I've had in a long time. Going into that puppet store was life-changing even to say the least. I'll definitely have to grab more the next time I go!
Oh my gosh, the puppet is in my body having sex with my girlfriend!!!
I want to back, but i am stuck!!!
The puppet said that MAYBE next week he will swap us back...
I want to back, but i am stuck!!!
The puppet said that MAYBE next week he will swap us back...
I'd prefer if you didn't do NSFW RPs in SFW stories.
Brilliant as always
Hokay... thanks, I guess.
I apologize if I made it seem awkward.
Definitely a cool story! I thought it was interesting. An inanimate body swap!
Yep, trying something new. Thanks, man!