A selfless decision? Or a selfish one…

I reeled back, the realization thundering down on me. Ever since the moment I’d seen them together, I’d suspected this, but hearing it out loud was something else entirely.

The skinwalker stood, the gleam in its eyes belying its monstrous nature after it felt it had successfully checkmated me.

“No…”

I started, before it cut me off;

“Listen Alex, really it’s your choice. But which one of us would be the real monster here? The one who starts a relationship with a great girl after a wonderful night together? Or the one who knew an innocent girl was in the clutches of a twisted creature, and did nothing to save her?”

I tried to reply, but its logic and the intensity with which it seemed to speak overpowered me. It felt like this was all happening so fast…

“I’ll tell you what…”

It looked at me, ready to play it’s next hand;

“I’m meeting Lisa tomorrow for breakfast. We’ll maybe go to a nice café, down at the waterfront, relax together in the morning sunshine. I’ll let slip some intimate details, only you and I know. I hope the Lisa who’s sitting across from me will be able to keep up with a conversation like that.”

It started walking away at that, the shadows seeming to shift and shape around it as it vanished into the darkness, delivering one final parting statement before it disappeared off;

“She’s studying late tonight at the university library. Should be walking home through the campus soon. A dark night like this, really anything could happen to her.”

My blood ran cold at the implications of what it had said, and the knowledge at what I had to do.

“Fuck…!”

I cursed, kicking at the dirt in my frustration. It had got me, hook, line and sinker. My feelings for Lisa, and my hope to give her a good future away from all of this had been turned into sharp weapons, to be used against me.

I felt the chill as a cold wind blew in from the west, pulling my jacket close around me as I began walking towards campus, before my nerves got the better of me and I began jogging there. The thoughts of what I was about to do raced around me, a dirty feeling of becoming a stalker against my will sitting unpleasantly in the back of my thoughts.

Deeper though, other ideas were bubbling away within me. A twisted, perverted excitement was taking root deep in my psyche. Something primal, something that had been denied in most of civilized society, yet had remained dormant and eternal in all creatures that feed from others. Something a skinwalker felt much more keenly than a regular human ever could; The thrill of a hunt.

I felt a little sick as I compared these two sides, knowing they probably couldn’t ever sit in harmony. The human side was disgusted, horrified as I now moved through the streets, approaching campus with the intention of using the cover of darkness to approach my crush unseen, and catching her alone.

The budding skinwalker side though… the side that was growing everyday… it felt an elation, a rush that was like love and adrenaline all mixed together. The thrill. It bundled together with the twisted pleasures of my fetish, enthusiasm combined with lust, the memories of sex in Lisa’s skin building my excitement higher and higher at the possibilities of everything I would do in it again.

I slowed down, hands on my knees as I breathed deeply, sweat starting on my brow as I caught my breath in the shade of the trees. The electric lights of campus provided stark contrast with the deep darkness of the night, as I tried to hide myself down in the foliage with a view of the university library.

I hadn’t spent much time in it so far, as it was early in the semester and I’d never really been one for rigorous studying, but looking at it now I was surprised at just how amazing a building was. The library was originally intended to be a Church, and an incredibly grand one at that, with elaborate gothic features infusing its façade as deep shadows bringing out the beauty of its construction. Mentally I made a note to return and actually check it out properly, before my thoughts were utterly derailed as I saw her leave the entrance.

My breath hitched in my throat as my heart seemed to jump up in my chest. Even far away, Lisa was beautiful. I’d been crushing on her hard before, but after actually being in her skin, not only seeing her naked but feeling what it was like to move as her, feel her breasts on my chest, gasp out in her voice while my most intimate walls were spread…

I had an entirely different appreciation for her now. I felt those same conflicted feelings warring again, genuine feelings for the girl and wanting to protect her and see her succeed, mixed with the intense lust to have her body in every way, and possess her here and now!

As she walked closer to the trees, to the darkness, to the hidden leafy area away from the safety of the library and the possibility of escape, thoughts rushed around my mind. Could I do this? Should I do this? Would it be selfless to take her body, and so protect her from the skinwalker that way? Or would that be the most selfish thing of all, the manifestation of my darkest desires, the craving desire to steal her pleasure and her body realized?