He reacts well

I told him everything. The terrifying revelation of the Skinwalker, its ominous words as it injected me. The confusion and fear of the next morning as Lisa’s friends stood outside the door, which soon turned to strange enjoyment and a breezy, happy time as I had fun as her.

I blushed a little as I recounted the party that night, and blushed furiously as I gave a brief overview of what I’d done back at Trent’s apartment. He followed along with an amused look, and I could tell he wasn’t taking me seriously, but he still listened on attentively. Finally, I finished by telling him of the room of skins, my horror as I left and my desire to make things right as I restored Lisa.

“So… this is like, some kind of story, right? Like a fanfiction you’re writing about your own life, some kind of whacko mix between horror and erotica, right?”

He laughed at how incredulous it sounded, causing me to blush a little more.

“I gotta say, it does sound pretty fucked up. But I kinda get it too, I mean I know how much you like Lisa, so if you got her body it makes sense you would enjoy yourself. And I mean, I’m not judging about the sex either, if I were a girl I’d love to try sex from the other side too!”

“Jimmy, it’s… look. It’s a real story. And I can prove it, right now.”

“Okay, okay. Go on, I wanna see this proof.”

I held up my hands, and kept my eyes on him as I let the spines burst out from my fingertips. His expression changed from placid relaxation to panicked surprise faster than I could have expected.

“What the fuck!!”

“Not so loud!”

I hushed him furiously.

“I can’t be having the whole street know I’m now some kind of skinwalker!”

I let loose in a stage whisper, hoping to get it through to him over his own panicked noises.

“I mean, it’s just, you’ve got some kind of alien spines IN you now, like the most fucked up superhero origin story ever, what the hell??”

“It’s not exactly a superhero thing, if anything it’s more like a curse, like being turned into a vampire.”

“Yeah well, no matter what it’s crazy!”

He was starting to calm down now, barely.

“It was all true, everything in that story was true?”

He was resting his hands over his face while he sat on the edge of the bed as he tried desperately to process what was going on.

“Yes, it was true! Believe me, if it wasn’t I couldn’t have even thought of such a messy story.”

He sat in silence, as he tried to process it all.

“Man, this is insane. I mean, really truly insane. Like unbelievably so. If Skinwalkers are real, what else is? How many of them are out there?”

“Not many, I think Skinwalkers are incredibly rare. I’d say 99% of the population would never meet one, and of those that do, a far, far fewer amount would ever be aware that they had ever spoken to one. It’s like they’re the ultimate stealth creature, actively designed to hide in plain sight.”

“The possibilities of a power like that… how does it feel?”

I thought about the question carefully. Truthfully, my feelings about this power were still so mixed. It had came to me in a moment of true horror, and that same horror seemed to be obsessed with getting me to join her. The moral implications of the power were terrifying too, and it seemed almost like they were custom built for irresponsible evil.

But then again… there was no way I could deny how enjoyable they were. These powers were like my own secret fetishes had been made manifest, and the way I felt when I slipped into a woman’s body and had my way from inside it, were some of the greatest sensations I’d ever had.

“It feels… very fun. Although I think I’ll always be conflicted about it.”

Jimmy seemed to mull over my statement in his head, thinking deeply about it. It was clear he’d been highly affected by everything we’d talked about here.

“I think… I think I need some time, just to think about all of this. It’s kind of a lot, to process, you know?”

He gave me a tired smile, yet one with genuine affection too.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone your secret. You’re my best friend after all, and no matter what, from everything you’ve said it really sounds like you got a raw deal here. None of what happened, with being turned into a Skinwalker, and being **** into Lisa’s skin by circumstance, was really your fault. And you’ve tried your best to fix it too, restoring her, even when you love her.”

I smiled back at him, deep relief flooding my heart that he seemed to understand my plight. It felt so good being honest!

“Thanks so much, Jimmy!”

My voice almost cracked a little as my genuine feelings made themselves known, gratitude to have a best friend like him playing out on my face.

“I’m just… I’m just so happy you could listen to me!”

He got up and hugged me, the love of two friends supporting each other, before I bid him farewell. It seemed like he really would need some time to process what I’d told him, and it was more than understandable, all things considered.

Walking out of his house into the night and beginning my walk home, it felt like a real weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. A bright, pure smile took to my lips as I peeled off my route and walked into the park, setting down on some swings by the forest to chill and process what had just happened.

Breathing in the cool night air and feeling the gentle hold of relaxation take me, I looked up at the stars and admired them, feeling peace for the first time since this all began. I may have felt happy, excited, full of dopamine, all kinds of positive emotions since becoming a skinwalker, but the peace and relief I felt now was its own kind of enjoyment.

I sat there relaxing as the minutes stretched, before noticing a figure moving across the open green, approaching me on the hill, and beginning its ascent. Even though my night vision seeming better and better each night, I still couldn’t make out who it might be. I squinted to no avail as they got closer, the chaotic feelings returning and interrupting my peace as my brain scrambled to decipher their darkened silhouette and reveal them to me.