Elaine

You didn't know why, but something about seeing Elaine's deflated face made you irrationally furious. Her face, that evil grin the strange man had when attacked her... the way he spoke about her, the look of horror on her face when he attacked...

She was the first victim, at least the first you knew of. The psycho wanted to completely replace her, live some sick fantasy in her body. You felt terrible for her, and also angry. If you didn't see that attack, you'd still be in your old life right now. You wouldn't be on the run. Why did you have to look out that window? Why did you have to follow him? Couldn't you have just let him impersonate her and leave all of these innocent people out of this?

But then your anger turned into sorrow. She was different than them. If you hadn't seen the attack, all of these people would likely never have turned into skins. But she was going to lose her life either way. To be replaced by this maniac.

Furiously, you grabbed the skin and turned it around. If he wanted Elaine's skin, he'll have to come and get it. You searched the back of the skin, finding a hole in her nape. Upon prying on it, it grew wider.

With a storm of emotions now joined by curiosity, you pushed your leg inside the hole. You took a moment to take in the amazement of your leg being transformed into hers, but that feeling quickly subsided as you felt a jolt of energy and excitement rush through your body. You felt a rightous sense of **** grow throughout your body, and fastened the pace. You pulled the rest of her leg up, then the other, and without hesitation, pulled the skin over your crotch. You were enthralled with how your male genitilia seemed to disappear, but recalled Jessica laying next to you, and how there was no telling who she really was. You pulled the skin up to your chest, feeling a pair of breasts grow on as you did. It was surreal, but you weren't done. You took a deep breath before pushing your head inside Elaine's. It took some adjusting, but you managed to fit her face over your own. Finally opening your eyes, you immediately turned to the mirror. For a moment, you just stared at yourself in amazement. Part of you understood now why he enjoyed it so much... no! You mustn't become like him. You were doing this just to save them. Not for your own enjoyment.