Meeting Fawkes

Becca still cared enough about Cody to keep her away from the monster she was going to meet. She took the body swapping gun with her, she still hoped to get her own body back. She dressed properly for him. No bra. No panties. Just a short dress that showed off plenty of cleavage.

When she saw him waiting for her on the park bench she lowered her gaze and approached quickly. She knelt down in front of him and waited for him to speak.

"Ok...what the fuck is going on?" He asked suddenly.

She looked up at him, "I have come to ask for a favor. Vivi gave me this gun...it will allow me to swap back into my own body. I hoped you would allow me to use it."

Fawkes rubbed his chin, "Ok sure. You want your body back. I meant why the fuck are you kneeling? Not that I mind it. It just isn't like you. What's going on?"

Becca looked down at the ground. She wasn't able to tell him the truth, not really. The ring wouldn't let her mention its existing. "I found out the truth of the world," She said instead, "I understand now that women are inferior. I...I have no objection to how you are using Kennedy...I would just prefer my own body back."

Fawkes leaned back against the bench, "I see...you went and saw Vivi?" He asked.

"Yes. She gave me the gun and...yes I went to see her." Becca still couldn't mention the ring, even if he was basically asking about it.

"Come closer," He ordered, "Show me your hand."

This was it. He could see the ring. He could tell her to remove it! She quickly obeyed.

"I get the feeling this is the reason for your new attitude...I like it. Suits you. Suits all women actually...Take off your clothes."

"What?" Becca asked. He couldn't be serious. She looked around, they were alone...for now, but it was still a public park.

"You heard me. Take off your clothes. Do it now, or I walk." Fawkes sat back and waited.

Becca felt like she had ****. On one hand it was a man ordering her to do something. On the other it was the man who controlled her original body and who seemed to understand the ring. Either way she was stuck.

Slowly she stripped off her dress and when Fawkes demanded it, she handed it to him.

"Good girl." Fawkes said, "Now don't get my wrong...your body...I mean your real one, it's pretty good. But Kennedy's is hotter. Still...a body swapping gun..."

He stood up suddenly, still holding her dress, "What happens when you use the gun? If you shot your own body...what happens to the piercings, the straightjacket?"

"Vivi said it just swaps the image of a body...so we don't trade places...and we don't trade clothes. If I shot my original body Kennedy would end up with the piercings on her body." Becca explained.

"And the ring would stay with you...ok. Your body is a 7. Kennedy is an 8. Bring me a 10. Come back to me in the body of a 10 and, after I fuck you of course, I'll remove your ring." Fawkes started to walk away without waiting for a response from her.

"Wait...sir...my dress..." Becca said sadly.

Fawkes didn't stop walking, "You mean my dress. See ya later slut."