Jake walked nervously up to the counter for selling bodies/lives. Clearing his throat to a little to catch the attention of girl on duty, who was reading a science magazine of some kind, he spoke up, feeling a little awkward.
"Um, hello? I'd, um, like to sell my body, please?"
The girl looks up and puts her magazine away, a smile on her face. "Oh, sure, I can help with that. Is this your first time here?"
Jake nods nervously. "Well, don't worry. The process is extremely easy and painless. Here, I'll need you to fill out this form. It's just some health information that we'll need about the state of your body, as well as a waiver saying you agree to sell it to us."
Jake quietly accepts the forms and walks over to a nearby table to start filling them out. When he's done he walks back to the counter and hands them over. She looks through what he filled out quickly before nodding. "Well, that all seems to be in order. Now, normally you'd need to make an appointment, but it's been a slow day, so we're free to do the procedure now, if you like."
"That'd be good, yeah." Jake was feeling a bit nervous, and wanted to get this over with as soon as possible, before he had a chance to change his mind.
"Great! If you'll just follow me." Smiling, the girl gets up and leads him through a door and to what looks like a normal doctor's office, apart from a large chair-like device with a tube suspended just over where his head would rest if he sat down in it.
"Now, I'll need you to take your clothes off so I can do a proper appraisal, and then we can get started."
Jake blushed heavily, but did as instructed, stripping himself down. His blush deepened as the... clerk? Nurse? walked around, examining him and taking measurements. At one point, she even got on her knees and cupped his balls in her hands, as if weighing them. Nodding to herself, the nurse enters the data she gathered into a nearby computer. "Very good. Now, let's see how much this body of yours is worth. Feel free to take a seat while the computer does its thing."
Cheeks flushed a deep red, Jake takes a seat in the strange looking chair, crossing his legs to try and hide how hard he's getting. After a minute or two, the computer beeps, and the nurse walks over to check the results. "Here we are! Ohhh nice. Looks like we're prepared to offer you $600,000 for your body. How does that sound?"
Jake gapes. That's more money than he's ever even -seen- in one place before. He nods dumbly at the nurse, who grins. "Alright, perfect! In that case, let's get started! Since you've already taken a seat, I'll just strap you in."
She starts attaching restraints to Jake's wrists and ankles. Far from the shackles he'd imagined at a mad scientist's lab, these feel fairly flimsy. "Don't worry, they're just to keep your body from falling on the floor once you're no longer in it."
She finishes up by fitting the tube around the top of his head. Stepping over to the computer again she starts typing into it. Suddenly, Jake can feel a sense of great suction inside his head. It increases steadily until he feels something inside his noggin pop, and everything goes dark. His body instantly relaxes as his brain is sucked out. It travels up the tube and he tumbles around inside blindly until it deposits him with a soft plop on a waiting tray.
Jake is unable to see, or really hear anything in this state, but surprisingly he still retains his sense of touch. So he's able to tell when the nurse picks his tray up and walks out of the room with it. He wobbles nervously, reduced to nothing more than a wet pinkish lump of consciousness. It's strange not having a body. He would have thought he'd be panicking right now, but it's weirdly relaxing. He twitches a little as the nurse sets his tray down, presumably on another counter. After that, he's left alone for an hour or two with nothing but his thoughts, quickly falling asleep.
He wakes up again when he feels the nurse's (or, he assumes its the same nurse; without eyes or ears, there's no way for him to tell) hands on his greymatter. He mentally prepares himself as the nurse puts him in...
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