Someone You Didn't Recognize

"Hey! Hi! Um... is Tori here?" The woman asked with a shocked look in her eyes. She had this short jet-black hair with green highlights. Her eyes were a beautiful, calm blue. They honestly looked fake on her, a beautiful woman with quite the figure and beautiful cappuccino skin. And by the looks of things, her sports bra and leggings were at their limit. A set of wide hips, thick thighs, and a big ass too... shame you were in a... thing. "Do I have the wrong address? I-"

"Tori's taking a nap. I'm Peter by the way." You said, holding out your hand. "Want a coffee or something while you wait?"

"I can't wait!" The woman shouted. "I need her help with-"

"Don't say that!" You ordered. Quickly, you looked back at the couch. Nessa and Tori were still asleep. That was a relief. "You can't-"

"I know about the curse! I need to know how to get rid of it!" The woman snarled.

"What? Why would she-"

"She gave it to me! She seriously doesn't know how to get it off?! I thought-"

"Tori can't do that. She-"

"What are you shouting for?" Tori grumbled from the couch. "We're not interested in whatever..."

"Tori!" The woman shouted, pushing you aside. "Get me out of her and take this curse away already!"

"Thing?" Tori groaned as she blinked a few times. "Oh. No, I can't do that you two."

"Then at least tell me how to get her out of my head!!" The woman shouted. "IT KEEPS HAPPENING EVERY-"

"Fine, just don't shout..." Tori grumbled as a purple tendril shot out of her hand and pierced the woman's forehead before filling the room in a bright purple glow. "There, now go away." Tori muttered before laying her head back down...

"So..." You muttered. The two women, who were the one woman originally, were sitting across from you at the kitchen table, nervously looking over at the couch from time to time. "What exactly is your deal?"

"It's a long story." The woman with bright green hair muttered. The tattoos and piercings were a bit much. And the fact that she basically screamed "gym nut" to you. She could probably lift up a car if she wanted to. And did she have a faint accent? Spanish or something, you couldn't exactly tell, although she could've been a Latina with the bit of color her skin had.

"She turned us into one of her." The other woman said with a scowl. She looked a lot like how she did originally, except a tad chubbier and with a bit less in the chest area. And her eyes were now a deep brown instead of that blue. And maybe her skin was a shade or two darker? Not like that was a problem to you.

"So you're proxies then?" You asked as the coffee pot dinged. "Sugar or anything?"

"No, I like it black." The tattooed woman said with a wink.

"Milk, sugar, everything. What creamer do you have?" The other woman asked.

"I dunno, probably something like sugar cookie." You answered with a shrug as you got up. "I never got your names by the way."

"Iz. Or Izzy. Just not Isabella." The tattooed woman said. "This is Talia."

"They're my former roommates." Tori said, suddenly standing in the doorway to the kitchen. "Just milk please."

"I can do that." You said as Tori plopped down on the seat next to the one you were just sitting in with a frown on her face. "Sorry for waking you up..."

"It's fine. And I figured these two would come here sooner or later." Tori muttered. "How'd you track me down this time?"

"That doesn't matter!" Talia shouted. "You need to-"

"Language!" You interrupted.

"It's fine, Pete." Tori said calmly. "Their curse only activates when I want it to. And with whatever rules I give it."

"And we still haven't figured out how to deactivate it." Izzy said with a sigh. "We end up stuck together for months at a time."

"That's on you two then." Tori said with a shrug. "I warned you last time about the conditions for activating it. Just don't stop regretting what you did to me."

"So..." You muttered as you set down the four mugs at the table. "What exactly did you two do to end up like that?"

"Noth-" Talia began to say.

"I'll just show you, Pete." Tori said as a blue light filled your vision...

"Whoa!" Talia gasped as you woke up on the floor. She had said she "needed" your help with her English homework and then... "Tori! You're incredible!!"

"Thanks. But please don't-" You began to say as a smirk appeared on Talia's face.

"I need your help again, Tori." Talia said as you felt your hand move towards her.

"What do I say?" Izzy asked when you awoke, this time in your bed at least. You... Talia had clearly done something in your body. You prayed it was just masturbation, although you felt awful sore for just that...

"You just..." Talia began before whispering something.

"Oooh! Tori, I need a body for the party tonight!" Izzy shouted. Once again, your body started moving on its own.

"You're not hungover at all?" Talia asked. You were leaning on the toilet with a screaming headache. Your liver was screaming at you. Not really a good way to wake up. Not at all.

"Nope! I'm completely sober!" Izzy chirped. "It's your turn now Tal!"

"I'll wait until she's a bit better. Can't have any fun with a hangover that bad." Talia said as your eyes shut on their own.

"Jesus..." Izzy muttered as you woke up on your bed. Everything hurt. "How long was your turn?"

"Only a week. Apparently there's no time limit if you get her while she sleeps! I didn't get her memories this time though." Talia said with a laugh. "My boyfriend sure loved it too! And, anal's not too bad! At least in Tori's body! Maybe I'll let you borrow my man to try it out yourself!"

"Really?!" Izzy squealed. "I'll have to borrow him and her for a few days! I can't wait! I'm sure she won't mind..." She said as you began drifting off again...

"You two..." You growled as you gripped the table, the stream of Tori's memories coming to an end. Tori had shown you everything from her perspective. And as Peri, you were livid. Not just for what they did, but for having the gall to keep annoying Tori every few months. Insisting that they were the victims. You probably would've chewed them out right then and there. But something stopped you.

"Peri?" Nessa asked quietly. "What's going on? Why are they here?"

"Aren't you Tori's-" Talia began to say before stopping as you jumped up and ran to Nessa, holding her in your arms.

"Tori finally showed you, didn't she?" Nessa asked as she held you back. "You're angry, aren't you?"

"I am." You whispered, trembling.

"That's the Peter part of you. You already know how Tori feels." Nessa whispered as she rubbed your back. "Don't you?"

"How... Tori feels?" Izzy asked. "What do you-"

"Shh..." Nessa shushed. "Give her a minute."

"You're right Nessa." You whispered before releasing her from the hug. "You two... Tori... Tori feels guilty about you two. And making you major proxies."

"So why doesn't she-" Talia began.

"She can't. If she knew a way to cure the curse, she'd have given it to you already." You said with a sigh. "And I don't... Peter, the Peter part of me, doesn't agree quite yet. He thinks you two deserve what you've gotten."

"Peri? Can you end the channeling? I want to talk with Tori. And the others." Nessa asked...

"Peter?" Andrea asked. "Is this okay with you?"

"We all agreed it was for the best." Elle said with a quiet sigh. "But it's up to you at the end."

"I... I'm fine with it if Tori is." You muttered. "You're really okay with them staying here?"

"I'll make sure they make it up to all of us." Tori muttered. "And having two proxies here might help us figure out a cure."

"And... the more the merrier, right?" Nessa asked with a slight smile. "And it... you know, some extra spice in bed..."

Meanwhile

"Four now?" Emilia asked within a temporary Kelly body, modified to match her own appearance minus any blemishes or scars. "You are positive?"

"Yes. Apparently these newest two are major proxies, made in Victoria's college days." Alice answered as she skimmed over her clipboard yet again. "Victoria apparently has absolute control over their curse, minus being able to remove it outright."

"I thought major proxies were only made when harm was attempted on the channeler. Either physical or emotional." Emilia muttered.

"The reason is unclear. Personally, I speculate they used her body without permission so frequently and for so long, that the curse adapted how it viewed 'harm' towards Victoria." Alice said with a frown. "Although that's just a guess."

"Hmm... do you believe we might be able to wrest control of those proxies from Victoria?"

"With the enchanter's glove?"

"Correct."

"There is a possibility." Alice muttered. "But there is a higher possibility that their curse will be molded to a breaking point. And... there's no guarantee that they survive that process."

"Are there any other possibilities you can think of?" Emilia asked. "Preferably ones that do not harm any of my fellow Accursed."

"Only... that device." Alice said with a gulp. "But we've yet to find a suitable-"

"Mr. Becker has been exposed to frequent second-hand mana, correct? And without any ill side-effects?" Emilia asked as she softly rubbed her chin. "And the test run last night didn't alert him, correct?"

"According to Kelly B... an increased libido is the only change apparent. And no man is going to complain about such a change."

"Alice, please configure the device for Mr. Becker's imminent use." Emilia said with a smirk...

That Night, At Home

"Hey! Peter..." Elle growled as she reached into the popcorn bowl. "Did you seriously finish it?"

"I haven't touched it." You muttered. "I think-"

"Kelly makes the best popcorn, okay?" Andrea muttered. "Kelly?"

"I made you your own bowl this time." Kelly chirped as she handed Andrea and Elle each a bowl overflowing with popcorn. "Anything else?"

"Could you get Izzy some water?" Tori asked. Izzy was giggling like crazy and hiccupping. Apparently one sip of light beer hit her hard. "She's gone..."

"Holy..." Talia whispered. "Did that car seriously just fucking explode?!"

"B-Boom!" Izzy shouted between another bout of giggling.

"It was clearly going to. Did you see the rust on it? They probably found it at-" You began.

"Nerd." Elle joked as she flicked your nose.

"Ow! Sabel..." Nessa whined. "She keeps digging her claws in..."

"I can take her upstairs. In case she doesn't suddenly need something." Tori offered. "Or do you want some cat ears?"

"Peter?" Nessa asked.

"Um..." You murmured, imagining Nessa acting like a cat. And Tori acting like a cat. And Elle. And Andrea. And Kelly. And-

"That's a yes." Elle said as she wiggled on your lap. "Or did you really like that car explosion?"

"It's probably the annoying redhead who keeps rubbing her butt on me!" You teased as you pulled Elle back, making her squeak. "And what's with the tight skinny jeans? You're just begging for-"

"I like how they feel!" Elle shouted. Quietly she cleared her throat. "Do I have a cameltoe right now?" She whispered.

"Hundred percent." You whispered back as you slid your hand down to slowly rub the outline of her slit through her skinny jeans. Immediately, it started feeling hotter and wetter. "Wanna go upstairs?"

"Absolutely." Elle whispered as she bit her bottom lip. "But I was thinking... maybe not as myself."

"And who would you be exactly?" You asked...