This choice: Jessica approaches Victor with her proposition • Go Back...Chapter #4Jessica fills Victor in on her plan by: Jenny Amara   YE OH ch 2 - Jessica reveals her plan
“First, I need to know if you know how to swim. You do right?” Jessica asked plainly. She seemed curious more than anything.
“Uhh, yeah. I grew up in the land of swimming pools and golf courses. Oh, and old retired people who visit in the winter, but that’s a whole other thing,” Victor replied a bit quizzically at first before breaking into his usual tangents.
“Great, and you’re not harboring any deep phobias about being in water, or under water, or fear of deep waters? Nothing like that right?” Jessica was trying to cover all her bases. She couldn’t get this plan on track if there was going to be some secret that would prevent Victor from being able to compete.
“No, but I’m thinking maybe I will develop one if you keep stringing me on like this. What’s the sitch?”
“My baseline should be enough, hell for all I know he’ll be faster. All that body building might have been slowing me down. I could consider updating my dose? That might take too long. We need to get this sorted quickly. I don’t want anyone else to see me like this. We can cover for the accident by saying it was Victor’s leg that got crushed. My friends would cover for me. I know they would. They know what this means to me,” Jessica was rambling madly as she jumped from concern to concern, all while Victor looked at her with a look of confusion and concern. Jessica darted out of the room momentarily and returned with something in her hand. She reached out to offer it to Victor.
“Here, take this,” Jessica presented Victor with a single pill.
“Umm, what are you giving me? I’m not in a habit of taking random pills, no offense but I don’t get what’s going on here,” Victor started to back away from Jessica as he was feeling an increased amount of risk mounting.
“Right, yeah. I’ve gotten a bit ahead of myself, but I’ve got all the logistics figured out. I just need you to take my YourEssence and we will see what we’re dealing with,” Jesica said with her usual bravado. She could convince someone to buy sand in a desert.
“Uhh, I may be a queen, but last I checked I’m not looking to actually be a girl. I like myself just like I am hun,” Victor replied striking a feminine pose to emphasize his point.
“No, you don’t get it. This is so *I* can still compete in the Olympics. It’s just, it will be you in the starting role as me. See! It works perfectly, you use my YourEssence to become my identical twin and then you compete in my place and win me a bunch of medals. You get to go on TV and vamp about whatever is on your mind. You’ll be the center of attention and you’ll eat it up. You’ll have so much fun! Then when my surgeries are all healed up I’ll just step back into my life and you can go back to your life. Easy peasy.”
“Yeah, for you I guess. I’m the one doing all the work! What exactly do I get out of this again?” Victor had taken on a more forward leaning stance to indicate he felt he was in control of this conversation. Jessica had to think fast, something that would entice Victor to take this on.
“You get to be on a world stage! The best athlete in your field and a badass woman, not just some rando.”
“Not selling me with that line sweetie. I don’t see any reason to…,” Victor continued to be confident in his position, but was interrupted abruptly.
“The Olympic village will be filled with super hot guys. And girls! You can have your pick. I’ve heard the dorms are like orgies of hot bodies all grinding and fucking all week. You can… you’d have my permission to get laid, as me, if you do this for me,” Jessica went right for the biggest concession should could offer.
“Again, I like my body just fine. Why would I want to be you just to get laid? I’m doing just fine in that department thank you very much,” Victor turned his back to Jessica at this point. Jessica was losing this discussion and she needed to think differently.
Try as she might, Jessica was running out of ideas, but figured she’d make one last appeal. “Well, if doing it for your fulfillment isn’t what you’re interested in, then maybe you’d do it to make me happy. You can’t believe how sad I am that I broke my leg. I have dreamt of this chance my entire life. Missing out would be devastating to me. I know we’ve only known each other for a few years, but I feel like we’ve been there for each other through thick and thin. So, I’m asking. No, I’m begging you, do this for me! I promise I’ll help you every step of the way and make it as easy as possible. You won’t have to work that hard to be the best. I was so far ahead of everyone else! You’ll be phenomenal without even having to try! So what do you say?”
“So, you’d say you’d owe me one then if I did this for you?” Victor said over his shoulder. This was it! Jessica had gotten the glimmer of hope she needed to close this deal.
“Oh, yes, absolutely. I’d owe you big time,” Jessica replied laying it on thick.
“And you’re feeling like you were about to hit it big? You know, popularity wise? Like you’d be able to call in a favor for me with some high and mighty people,” Victor said with a sly grin that started to make Jessica a tad uneasy. She was nervous about what he might say next.
“Yeah, I suppose so. What are you thinking exactly? I don’t like that expression you’re making, you look like a villain excited that your plan is coming together.”
“Takes one to know one. You were just monologging your devious plan a few minutes ago... To the point though, I want you to use your new found fame to get me a date with Daniel. Just me and him. One on One. Mano a mano. Dinner and a movie. You promise to get me that, then, sure, I’ll go along with your scheme. I’ll win you some silly medals and I won’t even make you a skank in the Olympic dorms. I’m a switch by the way. It’s not like I’m always the sub looking to get fucked.”
“Sorry, sorry. I was out of line, but you’re the best! This is going to work, and we’re going to win a bunch of medals and then I’ll be a hero just like Michael Phelps. Just, you know, not American. Or a man. Or kind of an idiot? I could never tell. He was always just selling sandwiches. Never mind, I’ll be bigger and better than he ever was and you’re going to get the ball rolling. So, here, take this and let’s get you started.”
Victor accepted the pill and dutifully swallowed it. He quickly made a trip to his room to grab his own dose of YourEssence. “You’re lucky my ex got me started taking these. I didn’t have the money to get the starter kit. Here’s your pill to take,” Victor handed Jessica a pill expecting her to take it straight away.
“I mean there’s no rush for me to become you. We should make sure the pill works on you first right?” Jessica found herself surprisingly uneasy when the moment came to actually fulfill her end of the bargain. Like Victor had said, she didn’t ever see herself as anything other than a woman. Becoming a man even for a short period would be disconcerting.
“Take the pill. Don’t be a coward,” Victor was adamant. Jessica knew there was no way around it.
“Fine, fine. I’ll take it,” Jessica took the dose of Victor’s YourEssence and they both stood there staring at each other. “When is it going to kick in you think?”
“A couple minutes maybe? Certainly within the hour,” Jessica said. She hadn’t actually done the research to know how it would all work. She just knew she had heard the stories of people taking other’s doses to turn into copies of them. Everyone had heard those stories. It went unsaid in polite company, but everyone had heard some story of YourEssence abuse.
“An hour? I have class and now you’re going to have to go for me,” Victor said in a tone indicating that he felt it was owed to him.
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