College as Sherry

I'd wrapped up Sherry’s morning classes without much problem. A couple Gen-Ed courses that were not so different than my time in high school, just nicer seating. Some rolling desk chairs and tables instead of hard wooden desks was nice. When lunch rolled around I met up with Sherry's best friend, Courtney, and grabbed some Chinese take-out. We gossiped and giggled, me just letting Sherry's personality handle things as I enjoyed veggie lo mein while Courtney tore through her pint of sesame chicken. She'd meant to meet up over the weekend, but she got caught up with family. Either way, I was happy to share a casual moment with someone instead of being a horny guy lost in a beautiful girl's body. It actually felt... normal. And it was nice.

Finishing up lunch, we said our goodbyes, and Courtney set off to return to her own college campus. Having a Monday off was certainly a boon, it seemed. She could come visit without much worry about time. Part of me wanted to meet up again, but I had set my sights on something different. Or rather, someone.

Stepping into the classroom of the nursing course, I spotted Lexie sitting alone in the third row from the back. Doing my best to keep myself under control, I took the seat next to her. As I was sitting down, she took a swig from what looked like a pink can of Monster, and then looked at me with a smile.

"Hey, Sherry-girl! Good Monday so far?"

I smiled back, "Yeah, it's been pretty decent. I got to grab some lunch with my bestie from my grade school days. She's attending Sandy River Tech and was in town to visit. It was a nice surprise~"

"Yeah," Lexie said, "It's always nice when you get a surprise visit from someone you know."

She turned back to the notes she had sprawled out before her. Doodles adorned the pages of her binder, and a rainbow of sticky notes were placed throughout to act as bookmarks. Each one with a flower, a sun, or a heart of some kind. Lexie herself rested her chin in her palm, shoulder braced against the table. Her right hand doodling away with a shiny gold ink pen. Little spirals, and wisps leaving its tip as Lexie let out a sigh, and then spoke up.

"Hey, Sherry? Would you want to help me study some after class? Mikala was helpful for biology... but I need a nursing study buddy."

She looked back at me, smirking, with an expectant twinkle in her eyes.

I could feel a slight blush cross my face, and a flutter in my chest.

"Sh-sure, Lexie. I'd be happy to study some with you."

She giggled a bit before turning to face the front of the classroom.

"Thanks, Sherry. It's a huge help."

As the lecture started, I found it easy to stay interested thanks to Sherry's skin. Letting her feelings take the reigns, I jotted down plenty of notes while focusing on the professor. The lecture itself was compact and informative with the professor being very knowledgeable and passionate. There was also a hands on portion with some medical training dummies. Getting to practice things like dressing serious wounds properly being a segment of the lesson, I partnered with Lexie as we took turns either addressing the wound or managing the dummy's vitals. Lexie was a bit sloppy with the dressing, but her bedside manner was exquisite to say the least.

After class, I followed Lexie to the library where we'd do some studying. She suggested checking out one of the private rooms so we could focus better. It was the perfect place to make her my new skin, so I agreed without hesitation. Entering the library, Lexie put in the room request for us. The elderly woman working the desk smiled as she tapped away on her computer's keyboard before opening a drawer and handing Lexie the key for the room. We walked down the imposing aisles of books until we reached our destination at the back of the library. As Lexie unlocked the door and stepped in, my heart began to race. This was my moment. The first time I'd consciously skin someone to make their life my own.

I swallowed down my nerves as I followed her in, shutting the door behind me.

With her back turned, leaned over rummaging through her bag, I took notice of the bare skin of her lower back. Right between her shirt's hem and pant's waist was where I'd strike. Setting my bag down, I let loose my spines, heart beating in my ears, cheeks burning hot, legs primed to lunge, I felt so ready to attack...

And she turned.

Coming up from her bag, she turned and met my stare with her own.

Piercing. Sharp. Focused.

She smirked.

“Well, well. Who do we have here, hmm? Someone coming after little ol’ me?”

I was stupefied as she went about giggling at the whole situation. There was no fear in her. Was she also a skinwalker? Or was she a human privy to their existence? Did those exist? They had to. There's no way they could be completely incognito.

"Not going to talk, sweetie?" she asked, voice dripping with snide confidence.

"I must say, you certainly have good taste to try and hop in this cutie." she continued. "Shame she’s currently…occupied.” She finished off that last bit with a sinister grin as she tugged on her cheek, it stretching inhumanly far and revealing a terrifying presence under her beautiful exterior.

It seemed to be a bright yellow skull resting in a translucent blue mass along with striking red veins.

She let her cheek go with a snap, and I tumbled back. Shocked at the whole thing and now sitting against the wall, my thoughts erupted into a whirlwind.

Shit! That thing inside Lexie looks just like the creature that was wearing Ririka!

As I was lost in thought she walked over, got on her haunches, and leaned towards my face.

"Go on, sweetie. It's just us here. I won't hurt you... unless you're into that~"

Her gentle breathes were tickling my face as she leaned in, a predator above its prey.

"You must be a youngling to respond like this. My goodness you're absolutely terrified, aren't you?"

She reached out and cradled my head in her hands, moving in close and speaking in a gentle and unnerving whisper.

"You poor, poor dear. In over your head. I bet you still have your original human skin, too, hmm? Let's take a look and see~"

Before I could react, I felt several pin pricks at once at the back of my skull, followed by something I couldn't believe. Lexie was peeling Sherry's face off of my own like a cheap Halloween prop. Slowly, she peeled back until my own head rested on Sherry's shoulders. The air around my head feeling a little cool, slick from the skin's insides. My heart practically shattering my skull with its pace as I looked at her, fear filling my every facet.

And she grinned that grin. An eerily familiar, and sadistic grin.

"Hello again... my child."