Hit the town

You don't really have much of a choice in the matter, might as well make the best of it.

"Uh, how about we go out?" You suggest, "It could be fun, besides, we've already been in Trish's house for too long."

Trish frowns and sighs deeply, she wiggles her bright red toes and then looks back up at you, this time with Trish's playful puppy dog eyes.

"Pleeeeease David...?" She says, trying to sound as cute and sincere as possible. "I'm really having fun here, I don't wanna' go!"

Tina looks at Trish for a moment, then to you, and suddenly bursts out into condescending laughter. Tina's tits bouncing with her shoulders due to the intensity of her outburst. Her eyes turn red as she wipes them with her collar, muttering something underneath her gasping and laughing.

"A-Are you serious? HA! You two.." she promptly returns to laughing, slumping into her chair.

You and Jimmy simply stare at her and each other, you deeply frown in embarassment. Jimmy simply flashes Trish's smile and winks.

Sighing, you look at your available options, of which are crumpled in a heap at your feet. You sort the pile, looking through one by one. Holding up the blonde one, Kelly, she reminds you too much of Jessica and you toss her to the side. Picking up Samantha, you're slightly intrigued by her nice skin colour, you've always had a thing for more tanned girls, but you settle for what you get. Jimmy and Nick don't really care about changing next to you or each other, but you've always been erked by the thought of another guy looking at you naked, much less putting on someone else's skin. You simply just strip out of your clothes and stand in your boxers, looking at Tina.

"Um, can you guys.. get out?" You request.

"Why? Afraid we'll see your pecker, David?" Tina remarks.

Jimmy instantly bursts out into laughter, Trish's hair hanging forward as she leans forward, her hands over her face.

"Fuckin' Ace, Nick." The two of them high-five each other as they get up. However, they comply and leave.

"Assholes." You mumble, spreading open Samantha's skin.

Gazing into the insides of the skin, it's dark and warm you, not unlike any other skin. But something is strange, and you don't know what.

You quickly don the skin, after a few seconds of pulling, pushing and stretching, you've wrapped yourself up in the comfortable body of Samantha.

Moving to Trish's mirror, you adjust your face. This girl has an incredibly natural feel about her. Her green eyes compliment her skin and glow, she's got thick dark lashes to frame their appearance. Her stomach is firm, she must exercise often. Tracing the edges of toned abdominal muscles with your fingers, she's got thin white french tips. You're starting to think she tries her best to be girly, but it just doesn't happen very often. Throwing your long curls behind your head, you sigh. Flexing your arms, they're toned, yeah, but she's clearly focus more on her lower body. Probably a Track athlete. Your legs are very firm and you've got the most amazing thighs you've ever seen on a girl. Completing the objectification of this poor girl as nothing but a suit, you squish your arms together playfully, squeezing her nice C cups together, topped with brown areola's and perky nipples.

"David, hurry the f- Woah.." Trish opens the door and loudly demands, before he stops abruptly. "Wow, you look amazing in that, I mean, her, I mean.."

"Shut up, Jimmy." Your words come out with an exquisite curl, a smooth low voice, strong and confident.

"Huh, definitely European, maybe Italian?" Jimmy states.

"I don't know, it's not like I have her memories." Your arms drop to your sides, letting your bosom hang.. naturally.

"Oh, right, about that." Jimmy fishes out the brown pen and promptly zaps you, as per usual. "There you go, miss!"

You stand still for a moment as you feel a personality hit you like a truck and promptly send you skating across the floor of your mind.

Standing firmly in your former place, you frown and gasp back in reality. Leaning forward, you support yourself against Trish's bed.

Your vision's blurry for a moment, but then you focus as you feel Trish help you up, you're taller than her by about 5 inches, looking down at Trish's smaller form.

"You alright pal? Lookin' kinda' pale there. And you're not pale, if you know what I mean." He stupidly jokes.

"You.." Suddenly, you're filled with a fiery anger, "What did you do to me?!"

Your hand dashes up and you grip Trish by the neck, your eye catches her pulling the black pen from somewhere. Instantly, you **** her back whilst grabbing her hand. As she swings back from your push, you pry the pen from her hand and let her fall against the mattress. Spinning it almost expertly in your fingers, you point the pen at Trish in a confident stance, you feel amazing right now. Trish on the other hand looks terrified and confused.

"David, calm down! Don't do anything stupid, give me the pen.." She pleads in a whisper.

You grin widely, but you're trying to fight whatever's compelling you to do this, but it's overwhelming. All you can do is watch from inside your own head as you body moves itself. Something was strange about that skin after all.

"Tina! Tina he-..!" Trish instantly deflates. You move forward and grab the brown pen from her pocket and back off, aiming the pen to the door.

"What the hell is going on?!" Tina arrives, "David?!"

Your thumb lightly presses the pen's trigger.

"I'm going to find out what you assholes did to me and Kelly, and then I'm going to make you pay." You say.

A look of horror flashes across Tina's face, and she turns to run, but it's too late. She simply drops against the stairs, deflated. You move to the stairs and gather Tina up, throwing her next to Trish's skin on the bed. You find yourself looking around the room uncomfortably, like you have no idea where you are.

Picking up Kelly's skin, you lay it out on the bed and aim the black pen at it. Pressing the button, the skin slowly re-inflates. You sit in a chair at the side of the dressing table as you wait, putting your hand over your face, you sigh.

"What the hell is going on.." You hear yourself mutter.

Suddenly, you hear someone gasping for air. Instantly you stand up and look over to Kelly, her eyes are open, staring at the ceiling.

"Kelly? Are you alright?" You walk over to her side of the bed.

She looks at you, then she lurches up and looks around frantically, eventually noticing the two skins besides her and the one skin on the floor.

Pausing for a moment, she slowly looks up at your face, and starts to scream.

"Kelly! Kelly, it's alright!" You hold Kelly as she wails, burying her face in your chest, trying to comfort her despite the fact that you're naked.

Why are you naked anyway? What were you doing before?

"Sam! Sam, where the fuck are we?! What is going on?!" Kelly starts to shout.

"Shut up! Stop shouting, Kelly!" She instantly stops shouting and stares at you, almost ashamed, "I don't know where we are."

"What are these.. skins..?" She inquires.

"Kelly, what was the last thing you remember? We were going out with Tina, right?" You ask.

"Yeah, yeah that's right. What happened then? I don't remember." She says.

"Tina.. pulled a pen out or something, and that's where it ends. That's what this is..." You show her the pens.

She picks one up and examines it, and then promptly starts hyperventilating. A few seconds later you've calmed her down again.

"Will you stop freaking out? It's not helping!" You insist.

"Alright, alright I'm better now. Who are these people?" She looks around her again, "Wait.. is that Tina?!"

Behind you lays Tina's skin, still where you threw it, and you pull it over your lap. Tina's deflated face simply looks at you. It's incredibly eerie, her face is deflated, no eyes, nothing inside of her lips. But it feels like there's a presence. She's just looking at you.

"You need to put on some clothes, Sam." Kelly suddenly states.

Oh dear God, she's right. You're stark naked. Searching around the room, you find your outfit from a few hours ago and put it on.

A pair of black denim jeans with a green tank top, your orange vest is still on the floor, however. You sit with Kelly again and you both stare at each other in shock, trying to think, to figure out just what's going on here.

"I just.. came to.. just like that.. I was talking to someone, this girl, and I realized that I was back. So I grabbed the weird pen from our memories and zapped, she shouted for Tina, so I zapped her too. I'm thinking this poor girl and Tina were zapped as well and are being worn.." You say.

"Probably.. maybe we should talk to Tina, find out what's going on." Kelly suggests.

"Yeah.. let's find something to restrain her with though, search her clothes for anything that looks like this, or anything sharp." You show her the pens again.

You go downstairs and eventually find your way to a toolbox underneath the bathroom sink, inside are a bunch of tools, screws and zipties.

Gathering the ties, you smile.

(Author: Dystrophia)