#swapping identities

Who's the master and who's the slave.

​The Gilded Cage: The Rebirth of Jax

​The air in the private study was thick with the scent of expensive cedar and the quiet arrogance of Julian’s cigar. Standing in the center of the room, Julian adjusted his gold watch, the light from the massive chandelier glinting off his perfectly tailored tuxedo. Below him, Jax knelt in silence, his powerful frame encased in restrictive black leather—a visual prisoner of a hierarchy Julian thought was permanent.

​"Power isn't something you're born with, Jax," Julian whispered, blowing a slow, grey cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. "It’s something you buy. It’s the suit. It’s the title. It’s knowing exactly where you belong."

​But Jax didn't look down this time. He looked up, and for the first time, Julian saw the fire behind the submission.

​The explosion of movement was instantaneous. Jax rose, not as a servant, but as a force of nature. The strength Julian had ignored for months—hiding beneath the leather—erupted. The struggle was brutal but short. Julian, soft from a life of luxury, was no match for a man who had been forged by the very chains he now broke.

​Moments later, the room fell silent again, but the world had shifted on its axis.

​Jax stood tall, the stolen tuxedo straining against his broad shoulders. He buttoned the white silk shirt with steady, scarred fingers. He didn't just wear the suit; he occupied it. Below him, Julian lay dazed on the cold floor, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He looked up, blinking back the haze, and the reality hit him harder than the physical blow. He was stripped, forced into the very leather gear he had used to humiliate Jax.

​Julian didn't even try to stand. He saw the winner, not just by the dress, but by the presence. Jax filled the room with a raw, violent elegance that Julian had never possessed. Julian realized he had been a fraud in his own house; he had played at being the Master because he had the gold, but he had folded like paper the moment his throne was challenged.

​Jax looked down at the cigar Julian had dropped—the expensive, hand-rolled symbol of Julian's "class." Jax had always hated the smell; it smelled like the man who thought he owned him.

​With a slow, deliberate movement, Jax stepped forward. He ground the glowing cherry into the Persian rug with the heel of Julian’s own patent leather shoes. He watched the expensive tobacco disintegrate under his weight, a silent message that the old comforts were gone.

​"The suit doesn't give you power, Julian," Jax said, his voice cold and final as he adjusted the cuffs. "It just shows who’s strong enough to keep it. And you? You aren't even strong enough to keep your shoes."

Conner Branson is my look a like. My twin of different parents. It goes to college at the boys' private school not too far from me.

I know all about him. Since the first time I saw him. I had to know who he was. Come on, he looked just like me.

There's a few times i've seen him, and I followed him. Over time, I learned so much about him. I'm surprised you never figured anything out or question. A guy who looks like him watches him. He had to see me.

Especially with the way I look.

One early Friday night. I was out having dinner and going back home. I don't live too far from town.So I walk. That's when I notice some tire marks on the side of a road going into a wooded area.

I decided to go investigate. That's when I saw the car. I don't know exactly what happened. The car lorked perfectly fine.It stop just in time. For the driver had a big bump on their forehead. Matter of fact he was out cold.

You never guess who it was? Conner, he is sitting out cold behind the wheel.

I checked out. He seemed to be okay. Other than the bump on the head. I didn't see anything else wrong with him. I had to get him and the car out of here.

I moved them over to the passenger seat. I was going to walk over to the driver's seat.

Oh i'm sure this is going to raise a lot of questions. Connor, He is out cold in the passenger seat. They see a guy wearing all leather in the driver's seat. Who driving Connor's car.

I went back over to Connor and started taking his clothes off of him. I took off everything I was wearing and started to get dressed as him.

As he sits naked in the passenger seat. I got dressed as him. I'm make sure I ran my fingers through my hair so i'm more like his.

I stripped him clean. Because everything i'm wearing has to make me look like Connor.

I grab my stuff in a throne in the trunk of the car. Then I grabbed Connor from the passenger seat. Just as bad having a naked man in my car who's out cold. The guy now driving his cars wearing his clothes.

I also put Connor in the trunk of a car.

I sat behind the wheel and started backing the car back out. It seems like everything's totally fine with the car. Even with him going off the road like that.

As I got back on the road, I had to think what it was.I gonna do with him. I can't go back to his school campus. I'm find where he lives.

I had no choice but I brought him back to my place.

I back the car in. I'm glad I have a ground floor unit in the back so nobody can see what i'm doing.

I open my front door to my little studio apartment. I go back to the car and pop the trunk. It can see the areas clear. I pull Conner from the trunk and get him inside. Laying him down on my bed.

I don't know what happened to him. Besides the lump on the head, he looks fine.

I covered him with a blanket and I went to get my stuff out of the trunk.

I went in to town to get some supplies since I had his wallet on me. I want to take care of those injuries.

It was funny. I got in the town and everybody was calling me Connor. Well I do look like him. I'm dressed in his clothes and driving his car.

I want back to my place to address those injuries. He seemed no worse for wear. Everything seemed to be fine other than in being knocked unconscious.

I tucked him in for the night and went to go get something to eat. His treat.

I think he's in my bed and it's not a big bed. And everyone thinks i'm him. I'll go back to the campus and sleep in his bed.

Everybody thinks i'm him anyways so this could work.

I found the fraternity house he was living in. Walked in the front door with no problem. There is a list by the door with each person who lives?There's his name is on it. The bedroom has a room number and it tells me which room is who's. Branson, Conner. Room 7.

I couldn't believe the room. It was beautiful and so big.

I took off the clothes he was wearing that day and took a shower. I can't believe how nice it is. And all his clothes will fit me. Using everything in the bathroom. Now I look and smell like him.

I put on some clothes. I would think we're appropriate to wear. And I headed downstairs.The house mother was calling dinner.

The big test. Can I pass myself off as him.

I don't know what it was but nobody questioned anything. I've researched everybody over here and all his friends were so long.I knew everybody by name. I didn't think my voice was the same, but it seems to be.

I got up early next morning since it's saturday. Head breakfast downstairs. Put on some clothes and headed back to my place.

I checked on my house guest and he seemed to be fine. As a matter a fact. He started coming around.

He didn't seem to know who he was. I guess that bump on his head gave him amnesia. Here I am standing over him. We have the same face and i'm wearing his clothes and nothing seems to ring a bell to him.

I told him he wasn't an accident and he hit his head and I was checking on him. I called him by my name. Paul Bradford.

I introduced myself as Conner Branson. It didn't seem to ring a bell for him. But he was appreciative that I was taking care of him.

I went out and got us something to eat. He still wasn't feeling that great even after the meal and decided that he wanted to sleep.

I can't believe this is working. Everyone thinks i'm him. And he doesn't know who he is. I'm gonna keep being Conner. Then no questions will be asked.

One thing I can tell you. I'm really enjoying being Connor. And since he doesn't know he really is Cannon , i'm gonna keep it going.

Nobody seems to question that I not him. I'm so. Connor has money. I haven't been able to work any kind of jobs to make my rent. I haven't been able to work any kind of jobs to make my rent. So Connor stepped up and paid for it.

The lump on the forehead seems to have faded away. He still doesn't know who he is. That is a big win for me.

It's starting to get out of bed and walk around the room. He dresses himself in my clothes. I wonder why he hasn't asked what we both look alike.

Maybe it's part of the amnesia. But I'm sure you've seen himself in the mirror many times and I'm looking at me. He put two and two together.

It's funny.I seem to be a better Conner. I seem to be pulling his grades up. I became very active with his fraternity house.

See his family, who can't seem to tell the difference.

I keep checking on my house guest. He gone out. And he tells people he's me. He's got a bump on a head from a car accident. Memory is still not quite intact.

He's been getting out of the studio apartment wearing my clothes, passing himself off as me.

He found my leather gear, and i've seen him all suited up in it. What surprise me is when I saw him on my bike. I didn't know we knew how to ride. Especially with his memory.

One day. I went to go check on him. He was completely gone. All my clothes and the bike. I don't know when he left. Was it yesterday or early today. Between school and everything. I didn't have that much time to keep my eye on him.

Quite a few weeks of past, and he seems to have disappeared completely.

It seems like his life is now mine completely. You think I would have heard from him by now.

School is going so well. And i'm really enjoying my new life. Even his own family , you can't tell the difference.

Matter fact I have to go meet the family for dinner. Dad is letting me drive his sports car.

I did find something in Conner's closet.That helped me remember my pass a little bit.

It's not Leather. But it does suit me as Conner.

The months have gone by, and I haven't heard a word. I'm thinking maybe you had an accident. He really doesn't know how to drive a motorcycle, i'm sure. If you did have an accident, he was killed. It is body lane in the woods somewhere off the side of the road like I found him before

Part 2

Over the past few weeks it's been quite unusual. I'm from the united states. I was there on business. Our company was sold and I an out of a,job.. I was sitting in a pub when I met The Crown Prince of the country I was in.

The reason we met is because I looked just like him. With his guidance, i've been able to pass myself off as him for the past few weeks.

The past weekend was the father's medieval fair. Where I passed myself off as Andrew. I seem to make quite an impression with all the guests. Actually, I make quite a few interactions where they would prefer to talk to me then to the king himself.

Thanks to Andrew's full training of me. I had full access to his wardrobe. His very suite and his computer.

Andrew's been taking off a lot. He be posing himself off as me. So he's free to rome without any security detail. Knowing that i've been standing in for him.

But the time is come I have to fly back home. The lease for my apartment is up, and I don't know if I can afford to keep it unless I find a job.

I explained everything to Andrew and he explained to me as a solution.

He instructs me that he'll talk to his father. Which confuse me at first.

I'll tell my father I want to fly to the united states. And I will be using his private jet. You'll be traveling under my passport. You close your apartment. Put all your clothes in everything in the belly of the plane. Sell or find a place for your furnishings. And you can return here. We have many houses on the property that are no longer used by the staff. We can put your belongings in one of them.

As you're in the states, I'll travel my country here posing as you as a tourist. Is using your passport.

I thought it was a crazy idea, but I went along with it. Free travel. Having a complete plane to myself. Plus i be wearing the prince's clothes. I'm traveling under his passport.

Once the plane landed in the United States, I cleared out my apartment. I packed up all my clothes and returned them to the plane. Along with other fun items like my skis.

Leaving my life behind in the states. I took the plane back to europe. As do as the plane landed there people would see me as Andrew.

One time I had some free time. I was able to unload everything from the plane and get it on to the property.

When I return to the palace grounds. The real prince found me in an empty guest house. I take my clothes out of the vehicle and place it on the inside along with a set of skis.

He took one look at the ski's and says wow, I haven't been skiing in years. Maybe one day we'll do another swap like this and I'll go skiing in your place. I'll have to borrow your clothes too. Cause I don't think I have any for skiing.

I chuckled when he said that, but I agreed to it.

We start getting things back on track like we never left. He was going back to his duties, but one day his father was having an event on the grounds.

And I told him I need to go and his place. There's some guests there that are asking to see me not really you.

Andrew laughed, they're here to see Prince Andrew, not somebody standing in for him.

When the event was going on, it didn't go over quite well at first. Since Andrew didn't have the information, he needed to know what was really going on. Fortunately, he didn't get into it deep enough. So nobody questioned it they just thought the business of his Majesty just had him confused.

I had taken into confidence a young servant. He was to go out into the garden. And serve Prince Andrew his drink.

I know the importance of these guests that he is not been instructed. And that I need to inform him on what went on during the renaissance weekend.

Where the servant was serving the prince his beverage. I was elsewhere waiting to get his clothes. I was getting cleaned up. and saying i'm getting ready to step into my role. Why, then the prince wasn't feeling well. I able to grab him. I took him to the guest house. I stripped him off his clothes. I took off my own clothes and put on his. The last thing I would be needing are his socks and his garters. As he watch me get dressed at him. The drugs were so strong he starting was hallucinating. He didn't even know what was going on.

He's posing as Andrew, able to save the day. And pick up where I left during the Renaissance event.

It's very late in the evening. With the use of the secret passage ways. I was able to smuggle the real prince back into the building even though he was only in his underwear.

This would not be the first time I'll have to drug Prince Andrew. At first I didn't know the king had reinvited. The guess that would just there back again to the palace. But this time it was a lot more formal. It was the finalized the deal I helped get going. Once again the real prince put up a fight. With me saying I should take your place. I know more. That's going on than you.

Once again they're here to see Prince Andrew, not you.

As the real prince likes to get dressed he's always sipping on his bourbon. I dragged his bourbon until he's in a cantanic state.

Prince Andrew stood there like Is mannequin as I stripped him from his tuxedo.

As I attend the event in his place he sleeps it off. Saving the day once again.

He didn't talk about it for a few days. But he says I don't know what's coming over me am I going crazy. The Prince thinks he's going nuts because he's not remembering event. The event I posed ss him and had to attended. Not aware that I have drugged him. Stripped him of his clothes and taken his place.

He decides he wants to take a vacation. He remembers when I moved my stuff into the empty guest house that I had to set a skis.

He walked out there with me and said this is what i'm thinking.

I've been so lost and confused these last few weeks. I think I need to get away. I want to travel under your passport as you and go skiing in switzerland. As you stay here, posing as me and taking my place. I've done so many times before.

Since I'll be traveling to you. I won't have to worry about a security detail. I'll travel by myself.

Passing as you, I'm gonna need to borrow some of your clothes along with your skis. I have none of those items. I will also be needing your wallet and passport. You'll be staying here as me.

I have a feeling I'm doing a better job. As Prince Andrew than he was as himself. Leaving me in charge was the best thing I think could happen.

Taking over Andrew's duties fully now made me feel more comfortable. For him,

I would start doing something. Then he would jump in and then take over and then push me back when he got board

Andrew grabs all my clothes for skiing, along with my skis and takes off for Switzerland with my wallet, Passport and my I. D.

The trip is paid for under my identification.

As I take over his duties here.

Andrew checked in as me to avoid suspicion he changed his hairstyle.

You was having a great time on the slopes. Thinking he's becoming more himself again. Near the end of his ski trip, he decided to go for a slope that He's never been on before.

Unfortunately he skiinhby himself. His ski gets caught on a tree branch and he goes over the edge.

Nobody's known he's gone down. Nobody's with him. No one knows if he's alive or not.

Over a week has passed. No one seen or heard heard from him.

I had to come up with a way not to be identified as Andrew, so I could do inquiries.

I found out a hotel guest had fallen off the ravine And he was killed when he had the bottom. When his body was found it was a few days later. According to yhe hotel, from what we were able to get from the hotel. It was american guest judging by the passport that he checked in with.

I can think was to myself as I no longer alive. I'm sure my friends and family members already heard about my death at the same time I did.

To save any problems with this Royal family. In the keeping our secrets. I will be taking Prince Andrew's place fully. The crown prince heir to the throne. There be too much to explain, and they would probably think I had something to do with his death. Even though it was a skiing accident.

I've been spending more time with my father. Prepare myself to ever have to step in for him.

I was quite surprised that it was never discovered as the years go by. That I am not with the real Prince Andrew. I was able to step in and take his son's place without them knowing it. I have done so many times before. But now it was official like I had a choice.

I should say it would be the life of a prince is quite rewarding. Able to do things regular people would never be able to do. Like horse races. Where the family owns a few horses themselves.

The one thing the king was a little shaken by is. I took up a hobby that he wasn't that crazy about. But I found out my father the king wanted a motorcycle when he was my age too. So he's kind of cool with it.

To part 1

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It's been a long day at work, but with a lot of troubleshooting. But the good new, i've finally got everything working.

Hello Mr. Wainwright, I didn't know you were still here. But the good news is everything's working now.

The original install was done correctly. There were a few problems with some of the components. Yes, I know they come from downstairs. I know they are brand new. They may have been rushed. But I found out what was wrong, and corrected.

Well done. I'm surprised you're not downstairs working in one of our Technology division.

Well, Mr. Wainwright. When I apply for a position in tech. But there were no openings. Work in this area to build maintenance is workout for now.

We are lucky to have you.

Stop by my office tomorrow I'd like to speak with you some more. Yes sir, Mr. Wainwright.

Next morning.

I was sitting in with Mr Wainwright. We were continuing our conversation from the night before. when his son Michael walked in

Hey, dad. That's so cool. You got all that stuff working now.

Oh Michael. This is Kyle. You found some defects in the equipment our own company makes. Is that everything working.

That's so cool. Maybe he can get the PS3 in my office working.

What that Michael?

Nothing, Dad.

Mr. Wainwright thinks his son is an Idiot. Goes. I wish he was more like Kyle. Wait a minute.

Gentlemen please join me in my private conference room.

Sit down over there boys. I will be back shortly.

A few minutes later. Mr. Wainwright and two lab technicians return.

It looks at the two gentlemen. He tells Kyle to take off his shirt. And telos his son Michael. Take off your jacket in your shirt.

One gentleman in the labcoat over to Kyle.

Put to ring around his head with somewhere is going to a computer like the object. A second set of wares around his chest.

The other lab tech does the same thing to Michael.

Mr Wainwright sits down at the computer. Little something we are working on. Don't worry. You 2 are perfect for this.

It turns on the machine. It's a simple scan. It's gathering data i'm both of you. You might feel some pulsing's feelings and some pulling feelings but don't worry. Just let the machine do its business you'll be fine.

He's looking at his son Michael. As the machine gathers all it data on him. It starts extracting everything.

At one point michael's eyes rolled back in his head and his head drops. The father smiles. Kyle's having a different reaction.

They're gathering Kyle's information and transferring it. But not into the machine but into Michael's body. Kyle's eyes open wide. Then like Michael's eyes roll back. In his head drops forward.

The two men are out cold.

Insurts the men in the lab coats. Any and all information you've gotten from Michael please share with Kyle.

Save a copy of everything.

Now do the compl transfer into Michael.

Now for Michael's copy of data. Extractic Is any components of Michael's personality itself. And start transmitting it to Kyle's body.

I need to Kyle superior intelligence in Michael's body. Any intelligence of any kind. In Michael's body over the Kyles.

The two web texts look at the Mr. Wainwright. We understand the result you like to have sir. Everything will be exactly the way you like it.

Bought an hour at gone by what the two boys have been out cold.

Michael's body starts coming around as they are disconnecting them. The two men help get him dressed.

Mr Wainwright stats to speak.

You may see some changes in your appearance Kyle. You are now in my son Michael's body. You'll have his voice and mannerisms. But your high intelligence will take over. Eventually I'll forget you wherever Kyle and you are always Michael Wainwright.

You are the son I wish I had. Because of my company I was able to make it possible.

You'll be replacing Michael in every way. As you become Michael. Before this day is over, you'll be acting like Michael. You will using your own knowledge and intelligence. No longer that idiot of a son of mine.

This change is best for all of us. Changes your whole life. I'm putting my innocent son in a position where I can't hurt anybody.

I can not believe you did this, sir. But honored that you picked me to be your son. Let me correct that. Thank you dad.

That sounds perfect.

May I ask what will happen to my old self. Michael be placed in your old body. You will never know that he was Michael Wainwright. Unfortunately his own intelligence will carry over. Which means this position in the company walls or change. As he takes over Kyle's old life.

Michael I'll take you to your office so you can relax. Until everything settles down. Why do you not get adjusted to your new life.

Tomorrow we will continue on with the process. There's some fine tuning we still need to make. For the next few days, I'll have one of the techs with you just in case. Everything that was his is now yours. I'll give you this week to settle into your new life. Don't worry about your old one.

I couldn't believe it. I'm Michael Wainwright. The son he always wish he had. And now he does. This body is amazing. So much taller and stronger than before. Not counting on the son of the President and CEO of the company.

His body is amazing. The sports car he drive. The amazing clothes. I've taken hus charm and wit, as it bonds of my own, as Michael.

Everyday gets better than better.

Working in my own office at Wainwright Enterprises.

I can't believe I have this body. His good looks. And muscular physique hidden under this suit. Don't even get me started on the Michael's wardrobe again

No longer just a pretty boy in a suit.

All my intelligence in this body. And my father who proud of me. To have me as part of the team of Wainwright Enterprises.

He's now showing me off to everybody. Taking me to company events. All my hard work and studying over the years has paid off. And in an improve packaging. In the body of his handsome son Michael. What am I talking about? I am Michael Wainwright.

Things changed around the company really quick. As Michael finally stepped up for the position he was meant for.

I had to get a secretary and a personal assistant, becomes I've become so popular. People enjoy working with Mr. Wainwright, son Michael. My father even added my portrait next to his in the loddy.

I can't believe how much my life has changed over the past few months. By impressing the man of the company. He want to make the best for me.

I see Kyle every now and then. He is doing the best he can with what he got upstairs. And i'm talking about husc limited intelligence. He will never know he used to be Michael.

And yes we never messed with his IQ level. We'll just wiped away his memory of being Michael Wainwright. He just Kyle on the janitorial team.

For myself I can't believe the opportunities I have been given and the life I have I ahead of me.

Part2

Brandon Forsight father was quite controlling so we found the gentleman at the gym turned into a double with the use of the equipment at his father's company so he could have some freedom he never had.

Recently Derek, Braden's double ask for an update on memory because he was forgetting things and Braden was dumb enough to believe him.

It seems Derek knowns more than he leading on. He borrowed another man's clothes and car to meet up with Braden so he could steal all his memories and thoughts and knowledge. Telling him he just needed and up date.

Braden went along with it not knowing that his complete life would be transferred over to his double.

Derek's was enjoying living Branden's life. Thinking Branden's father wasn't as bad a his said he was.

He was at his favorite tailor when the real Branden spotted him.

Dude what are you doing?

Well dad said to get a new black suit. So here I am.

Derek I think it's time I step back into my life. For now. Me me here so we can swap clothes and cars.

We met up. I strip naked and gave the real Branden everything I was wearing. I was him drive off. Back in his own life.

Hey buddy. Did you forget. I'm a perfect copy of you. I be seeing you very soon .

Sure enough. Branden's father ask him stuff he knew nothing about. He needed Derek.

Meet me at the counrty club. Sitting at the bar. A note was sent to Derek. Room 717.

I knocked on the door of Room 717. Hearing a voice. Who is it?

It's Deeek.

Cool come in.

Derek walk in see Branden in only underwear. And the mind update device on the desk.

Derek, glad your here. I need an update. My dad saying stuff I know nothing about. I need and update from you.

No problem man. As he comes up behind him and stick a syringe in Branden's neck..

Down he went.

Derek goes, I save you the trouble. But first I need your underwear and clothes.

Your dad knows me better than he knows you now. And I can handle him. Time for me to get dressed and you down stairs to the basement.

I have a few things planned

You dad seem to get along better with me than you. So let keep it that way.

I have a shower ready for you. And your new knowledge and memories are all programmed. And no your not going to become the old me. I wouldn't do that to Derek. I want you to have some more fun.

Ha Ha. No one would ever see you as the real Branden Forsight. That's me now. And Ernie is now Derek. The old me. Ha Ha Ha.

I have dinner to get ready for.