Wouldn’t be caught dead

Inside his mind he was screaming. Before I came, Sean wouldn’t be caught dead looking like this. He was your typical gym bro douche bag. Straight, with no personality. All he cares about was lifting big, kicking back brewskis and bagging chicks. He lived in the apartment next to me , and was a prick to me in life. When I caught COVID and died suddenly I discovered that he’d be a nuisance in my after life. Turns out the geometries of the spirit world don’t quite match up with the land of the living, and I got stuck floating between both of our apartments. I was subject to his gross decorum of burping and farting frequently when alone, his inane and thoughtless commentary on whatever pop cultural marvel had caught his (and the rest of the populace) attention on any given day, at worse yet, had to listen to him making love to whatever girl her brought home with him each night. Frankly it’s a miracle that he’s even so popular with the ladies. One time I had just had enough of his obnoxiousness and desperate to be noticed I made to push him, but rather than sliding through imperceptibly like I normally do, I found my spectral fork pulling into him like quicksand. Next thing I knew, I had been taken into him entirely and when I arose to consciousness, I had assumed full control of his fleshy exterior.

That was about a week ago. I can’t seem to figure out how to leave but at least I’ve been able to enjoy his sculpturesque physique in that time. While I’m able to acces his memories and take on his mannerisms easily enough, I’ve found it much more enjoyable to make necessary adjustments to suit my preferred life style. This body is meant to be enjoyed so I’ve taken to wearing as little as possible, switching out hanes boxers for black thongs. I’ve also dyed my hair, to help signify to my fellow queers that this hot commodity is playing on their team. Sean is conscious, somewhere in here. He’s not happy about the changes I’ve made to him. But no matter how much he screams, I doubt anything will remove the hold I now have over him.