As Jimmy and Frank walked into the back they passed a wall full of pictures of women, with the trademark male face, posed in the most sexual positions. Some with their legs spread open for the world to see while others in orgasmic bliss completely unaware of the camera. Jimmy started to wonder just what these women were doing today and if he would ever mount one of them by coincidence. He also noticed how many pictures there were and how long it must have taken to get such a collection together.
"So how long has this place been around?" Jimmy asked frank who did not seem phased by the pictures on the wall.
"Quite some time. It sure has been around far longer than I started bar tendering here." He seemed amused at the question "My job is simple, mount an attractive girl and serve drinks to people like yourself."
"So how long have you been bar tendering here?"
"I would say about 20 maybe 25 years. I'm not sure but I am not complaining. We don't get paid we usually just take some of our mounts' cash. Sometimes I'll trade my mount with another hopper if we like each others' that much."
"So how often do you mount a new girl?" Jimmy asked this just as they were approaching wherever Frank was taking him.
"That all depends on how sexy the girl is, man. I've been in a girl for three weeks before. She had the sexiest pair of tits you could ever imagine. They were just perfect." Frank said this as he opened a door next to a picture of a mounted woman putting golf balls into her vagina. "I think her name was Valerie maybe Vanessa. I don't know but her boyfriend was a hopper so I decided to respect that and let her go when I found out, you know, hopper code."
Jimmy found this interesting, that bodyhoppers had a "hopper code." All things considered, what they did was pretty immoral. Taking someone's life away for as long as they saw fit only to have that individual deal with the consequences of their actions was quite evil. But can we blame them, some women are just too hot to not mount and experience for themselves. He thought again of this Mona girl he was currently occupying. As he scanned her sleeping mind he found that she was supposed to be stocking shelves with her co-worker Natalie right now. Instead, she was walking into a room with sex clad outfits hanging on a clothing rack and the mind in control of her had all intentions of trying some of them on. She even put up a good fight almost like she has had this happen to her before. Jimmy decided to try and see if there were blanks in her memory where a hopper may have taken her in the past. Unfortunately he did not find any but he was almost positive his mount had been hopped in the past.
"You looking for some sort of memory, son?" Frank asked. His question knocked Jimmy back to his senses. "I recognize that blank look anywhere. It's the 'I need to know more about the body I'm inside of right now' look."
"Yeah, I was just curious about this 'Mona' chick. She really was a fighter. Oh well I guess she can't do much now can she. These clothes are really sexy. I think she'll look great in that one." Jimmy pointed to a fairly simple short black skirt garment which revealed far too much cleavage for Mona normally.
"Yup, I don't think she can. You have her all locked up in there. We bodyhoppers secrete a special hormone that acts similarly to the way general anesthesia works." Jimmy realized that Frank really had been hopping for a while now. "That's a fairly modest dress but it's your choice. I've got some ointment over here to help with those scratches by the way."
"So who's dressing room is this?"
"This is mine. It came with the gig. I try and make my mounts look extra hot before I take them out to serve the other hoppers. When you do this for as long as I do you tend to acquire things all hoppers need. Here you go kid. Listen I'm sure there are other guys that need a drink by now. So I'm going to head back. You know your way back? Even if you don't feel free to explore. Just be careful, some hoppers are more private then me." Frank said this as he put a container of ointment down and went out of the dressing room.
Jimmy started to realize just how crazy all of this was. He decided to undress and think about it later. As he pulled off Mona's Wilko top he realized he had not had the chance to explore her yet and now his mind began to wonder even more.
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