Mexico City, Mexico...at a pharmaceutical office in the downtown industrial area...the Stalker had made his way here from the states in search of a magnificent new drug on the black market...they called it dopilician...and what it allowed people to do is to snatch another individual's body...to live inside them and control their actions...the Stalker was intrigued by the notion...more than intrigued he was hell bent on obtaining this backyard dope.



 The Stalker had met with Doctor Carlos Heredia a scientist who designed new steroids for the black market. Doctor Heredia was also an alchemist and with his latest experiment he had encapsulated liquid DNA codes that duplicated the users genetic pattern and when release into another person's system it would replace certain codes...thus resulting in a body snatching affect... a surgical antenna would be placed behind the earlobe of the "snatcher"...this controller  relayed the neural information of the user to the target and allowed the user complete control of the target's body...the only side affect was that the original host could see things happen and would still be conscious of his actions...however they could not speak as that function was controlled by the snatcher as well... the snatching affect would last anywhere from 5 to 7 days before the host gained back full control of their own body.

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 Doctor Heredia and his designs had been funded by the drug syndicate known as the Gulf Cartel who had minor control over some Mexican government officials and felt with this new body snatching drug they could delve deeper into the infrastructure of the Mexican government and strike at the other rival drug lords...namely the Sinaloa Cartel... 



Doctor Heredia: "Welcome sir...you are a very prompt man...do you have the $10 million in cash?"

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Stalker: "Yes I do...right here in this brief case."

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Doctor Heredia: "Good...there should be no need for me to go over the details of the correct usage of this drug and how it's administered...you received the info before you came."

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Stalker: "Yes I read it all."

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Doctor Heredia: "The only thing I will say is that when you shake the targets hand...the controller behind your ear will trigger the implant and the osmosis affect will happen going from hand to hand...the snatching affect will register in your brain and in one day you will have complete control of your target for 120 to 168 hours. You only have 3 of these pills."

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Washington D.C. 8 am 

 

Enter: Tamara Wilson F.B.I. federal agent...for the past month she has gathered up intel on the Stalker and his ties with the  underworld sec, the mysterious Illuminati 1st Class...informants have reported that this cult has issued a bounty for the  assassination of the Stalker...Agent Wilson's objective is to bring him in alive as she has now started to work with various law enforcement around the country such as the: L.A., New York, Chicago, Las Vegas and  Colorado police departments...all places where the Stalker had taken up residency and owned property...She has questioned the past women and their involvement with the Stalker.. 

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Angelique Hayes,  "I would never ever tell you anything about him...just leave and don't come back!"

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Areceli Heereda, "Why are you hunting him down like some animal...he is a kind man?"

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Monique Harris, "I...fell in love with him...this whole ordeal is breaking my heart."

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Lori Rose, "I hope you rot in hell bitch...the sooner the better."



 Scores of others women responded in the same fashion...Tamara had been unsuccessful...they told her little of nothing...it's as if they were living by some code...

  

Enter:  James O'brien ex F.B.I. agent ...body snatch victim of the Stalker...the crime perpetrated against Mr O'brien happened at a seminar for Government Contracting, l4th Floor of the School of Business at Howard University, Room 428,  Washington DC...as James came from the podium after giving a rousing presentation to the assembled crowd he stepped down to accept handshakes and answer  questions...unfortunately on this occasion he had shaken the wrong hand...that of the Stalker's, which would trigger the snatching affect in 24 hours...Mr O'brien's life would thereafter go through a horrific sequence of events...



24 hours later...



 James O'brien lay restless in his bed...until a volatile seizure attack coursed through his body...his wife Marry O'brien grabbed at her husband trying to keep him steady but his convulsions jumped and leaped with violence...foam spilling from his mouth bubbling up in a thick lather...until finally they had subsided...

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Mrs Marry O'brien: "Dear lord, James are you alright?"

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James O'Brien: "I'm...I'm alright Marry."



A voice in James' head...

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Stalker: "Of coarse your alright James...don' t be  alarmed...as of right now...I have control over your body and it's actions. You can no longer speak to your wife...you can only observe what is taking place...I have need of you James...it's time for us to pay your ex colleague, federal agent Tamara Wilson, a visit."



​The next night 11:30 pm... 

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 The Stalker had lead James to the parking lot of the federal building 601 4th Street. There he had James wait until Mrs Wilson had exited the building and from behind, while she walked through the parking lot, he put a rag over her mouth, she breathed in the toxin from the chemical that saturated the cloth. She collapsed in a heap. When Mrs Wilson had come to she had found herself handcuffed to a bed frame her hands bound by the tight fit...her legs had been cuffed at the ankles...the room was dimly lit but she could see her captures outline in the door...and when he came into the small slither of light...his face became clear for that brief moment...



Agent Wilson: "James! Is that you...what the hell is going on here, where  are we?"



James/ Stalker: "Don't you worry Mr Wilson...everything is gonna be all right...as long as you cooperate ."

 

 Agent Tamara Wilson, her assignment was to bring in the Stalker which would lead her to the underground sec called the Illuminati who is suspected of targeting several US government officials for assassination.  What she didn't predict was that the Stalker would find her...by snatching the body of a former F.B.I. agent James O'brien a close friend who worked under her department for several years before resigning a couple of months back.

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 What was about to take place now was malicious and cruel as Tamara lay handcuffed to the bed...her plea for help would fall on def ears as James who was controlled by the Stalker would proceeded to travel the coarse of her beautiful frame with his hands...Tamara's screams echoed through the building bouncing of the walls...in this moment she would seemingly go in and out of consciousness as James/ Stalker...pulled at her hair and grabbed at her thighs hoisting her to him...the bed post would rock and knock against the wall sounding off...his stiffness would penetrate through her resistance forcibly working it's way in...her discarded dress laid beneath them as fluid began to soak into it...her resistance gave way to a soft cushion that eventually started to respond to the intrusion...she could feel his warm release as it flowed out of him filling her up and spilling onto the bed where they lay...he cupped her breasts and and berried his head into her large bosom...biting at her protruding nipples...her legs were now positioned over his right shoulder as he leaned into her...again she could feel the warm release as his stroke became faster and deeper down the well...the second time he unloaded was more than the first as her hips began to shake  and her own release started to make it's way forth...he pulled at her hair, tugged...and she...she started to let it flow...he pushed in harder...and she felt the jolt as it came out of her pumping in spurts...her hips  moving over his stiff pole until her mouth gaped open and her voice finally came to her in a rush...and her outcry  was like a banshee's whale...    

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Inside James' head...he and the Stalker talked...

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Stalker: "James you are doing excellent...soon this will all be over with and I will be gone from your body my friend...and when I leave there will be no trace of me ever being here."

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James: "No...I'll find you ,you son of a bitch...I'll find you and kill you myself!"

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Stalker: "No ...no you wont...you see in a couple of hours this drug will ware off and you will be left alone without me...you will be charged for what is going on now...your wife will divorce you...she will take the kids and gouge you for everything you own...you better start thinking about doing some  prison time my friend." 

 

The laughter of the Stalker's voice echoes through the mind of James O'brien...as Tamara Wilson feels the thrusting pipe  against her spot continuing to pressure her point...repeatedly pounding an numbing her nerves...her snatch pulling at his stiffness making him release again...and inside James' head he cries in rage as his world is crumbling into a sea of sin and despair.



 As months  past the traumatizing ordeal had caused F.B.I. agent Tamara Wilson to resign and give up her position...former agent James O'brien had turned fugitive and was now on the run...the Stalker once again saught out that Scientist in Mexico to purchase more pills only to find out that Doctor Carlos Heredia had been killed by his employer's rival drug cartel...thus leaving the Stalker with only 2 snatching pills left...oh well...better use them ...wisely. 

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