Go Safe: Ming Huang

Sam's eyes went back to Ming Huang's ratty features. She wasnt jaw dropping like Serena, not as beautiful as Alicent, but maybe that's exactly what he needed.

He carefully extracted the mask from the shelf, inspecting the women's features. Her description listed her as tiny- just 4'9. Unimpressive, invisible.

Sam was already in over his head. He snuck in to a billionaire's secret layer, bore witness to his mass impersonation conspiracy, pretended to be his assisstant, and recieved an assignment from him.

The last thing he needed right now was to draw any more attention to himself. If he fucked up in any capacity, Klaus would recieve a word. Judy would know she never recieved this assignment. That the person in the tax office isn't Kyle, since she never handed him a mask. And if she knows, Klaus's entire network of chameleons would come barreling straight at him.

No. He had to go safe. And in this case, safe meant becoming a tiny taiwanese chick.

He heard the shower turn on upstairs. Now was his chance.

He quickly removed Judy's clothes as quickly as he could. He had to return Judy's mask- if Klaus came back and noticed it missing, his entire progress would be gone, and he'd be replaced with a stranger wearing his face before he can do anything.

Standing there in Judy's plump, naked body almost made him give pause, but he was quick to remove the mask how he heard Ivan and Judy do it- a press to his temples, and Judy's face lifted with a hiss, and back he was to his own naked frame.

He quickly dressed back in his own clothes, giving one last look at the mortifying wall of faces before pressing the button to seal the hidden chamber. But just as he was about to leave, he heard footsteps.

Shit.

"Judy? Who did you pick?"

He miscalculated. Klaus wasnt in the shower yet. Judy was back on the shelf. And in a moment, Klaus would see him for the intruder he was.