In the conclusion to the Exile of the Mind series, Jack is still stuck inside General Carver’s seductive older body as he and Vireo try to find the real General before the rebels do in Exile of the Mind: Ghosts of Triton 2, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.
Jack is stuck in General Carver’s sexy older body and goes into hiding to avoid being captured by the rebels. Alongside Vireo, Jack searches for clues to the real General’s whereabouts. As they hunt, Jack finds himself succumbing to the General’s hidden attraction to Vireo, eventually giving in to his forbidden desire.
When they do find the General, there’s a price for her release: Jack’s real body. Will he give up everything to save the world?
When Jack returned to the living room, Vireo was sitting in the dining alcove tapping through commands on his forearm console. Jack had donned the outfit Milo had synthesized and left for him. It was a simple dress in white and gold at a nod to the General’s formal uniform. It clung to his figure with a low cut neck that showed off the top of his mature cleavage. The soft fabric clung to his hips and accentuated his figure, falling down to below his knees. It left his arms bare, the solid musculature on full display. Wearing it made Jack feel both feminine and powerful.
Vireo glanced up at Jack as he entered. His eyes lingered on Jack’s form for just a beat too long before he dropped his gaze and resumed tapping at his screen. In that brief moment, Jack caught the longing and recognized an answering echo in his own body. Vireo spoke without looking up at Jack.
“Milo and Taron are going to take you in and keep you safe until we can find the General’s body.”
“Any idea where she is?” Jack asked, slipping onto the bench across from Vireo, who kept his eyes firmly focused on his forearm screen.
“Her escape pod crashed through the bubble and in the chaos it hasn’t been found yet. There’s speculation that it may have landed in the Depths.”
The Depths. Abandoned except for the criminal gang known as the Outfit.
“Wait,” Jack said, putting his hand on Vireo’s. “If the Outfit gets to them first and figures out who they are, they’ll sell them to Darren.”
Vireo’s solid fingers stopped their typing as Jack touched him. Vireo finally looked up at him. Why were his eyes so enchanting? Why was his touch so powerful? Chelanda’s feelings intruding. Who knew she had such thoughts for this man?
“That’s why I’ve got to find them first,” Vireo said.
“Vireo. Henry. Let me help you.”
“It’s too dangerous.”
“Hey,” Jack said. “It’s not just the General, you know. I want to get my body back also. I have these…feelings. Thoughts. Whatever. I can’t explain but it’s like some part of the General is still in her mind. It’s impossible to explain.”
To Jack’s surprise, Henry nodded. “I understand. I was put into the body of another soldier. A woman. For a mission.”
Jack curled his fingers around Henry’s, gently stroking. “Then you know how unnerving it is to have feelings that may or may not be yours.” A lock of grey hair spilled down across Jack’s face and he angrily pushed it back. Chelanda’s bun had long ago come half undone and he looked a mess. “And hair that doesn’t stay out of the way,” he added, forcing a laugh.
“You have to work with it, not against it. Like this.”
Henry carefully slid the clips out of Jack’s hair. It spilled down to his shoulders and Henry carefully swept it back behind Jack’s ears. His fingers worked quickly and gently, smoothing out the tangles. The heat of Henry’s gaze sent a burning blush up Jack’s cheeks and he averted his eyes.
Henry withdrew his hands, returning to his soldierly distance. “That’s better.”
“Thank you.”
“There will be some adjustments. Milo and Taron can help you.”
“I can help you.”
“You can help me by staying safe. This isn’t up for discussion.”
Henry stood and stalked to the door, Jack following behind.
“You’ll come back, right?” Jack asked, trying to keep the need out of his voice. “Every soldier needs a base.”
Henry turned to him. “I’ll come back.”
There was a moment as they stared at each other that Jack wanted to kiss him. Then Henry left and the door slid shut behind him. Milo ushered Jack gently into a seat on the couch. The warm gelled fabric molded to Jack’s soft new form. Milo and Taron sat on either side of him.
“We’ve been through this,” Milo said. “It’s disorienting at first. Your physical form is completely different. Your body’s residual attraction never really goes away.”
“Yeah,” Taron interjected. “ Like, sometimes this body gets hungry for a…well…it used to belong to a prostitute and I guess she liked her job.”
“You can fight your body’s desires or you can go with them. That’s why we have our special toys,” Milo grinned.
“I don’t need to know about that,” Jack said, rubbing his eyes, feeling Chelanda’s strange, soft contours beneath his fingers.
“Everyone else online does,” Taron said gleefully.
“Anyway,” Milo said, with a stern glance at Taron. “I’m just saying I get it. Stay here and stay safe.” “And it goes without saying, you’ll have to stay out of our feed,” Taron said. “We need to keep streaming as normal.”
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