Someone you could take on alone

Dagmar was the obvious choice, taking Tim's advice into account. She was about a foot shorter than you and although she was pretty fit, her strength didn't amount to much. Not to mention you sat right next to her in class, so she had a degree of trust in you.

However, there was one problem - her boyfriend. Her relationship with Tristan was no secret, she seemed to have made it her life's mission to share how compatible and madly in love they were. Fresh out of a relationship, that stirred up a few negative emotions, but you weren't deterred. If Tristan was good as she said he was, maybe you could be the judge of it. Not that you were especially eager to.

You walked down the hallway to the storeroom. It was also the couple's favorite haunt, which was common knowledge because of how loud they got when they were in there. You arrive just in time to see them exit, no doubt after getting it on in there.

"Dagmar!" you call out, trying not to sound odd. "I was looking for you!"

"Lasse?" She looks surprised. "What do you need from me? If its about class I was on my wa-"

"No, its something else entirely. Can we speak somewhere more private?" Dagmar looks conflicted. She looks at Tristan, who nods. "You guys can chat in there." He says, pointing back to storeroom. "Don't get any funny ideas though. One word from Dagmar and you're done." He shoots you a dirty glare before relaxing into a smile. Its cute he thinks he can beat you off. Tristan would be more of a problem than Dagmar, but you were pretty that between the two, you would still come out on top, albeit not unscathed.

"Besides that, we're cool. See ya, Babe." He leans in for one last smooch, which Dagmar reciprocates without hesitation.

You almost retch from the blatant public display of affection. I'm not sure if can take being Dagmar if they act like this all the time. Mercifully they separate and Tristan heads to his on class. Dagmar wastes no time in dragging you into the room and shutting the door.

"There! We're alone now, so what is it that you wanted to say?"

"I... I-" Suddenly you feel unsure. No, I can't get cold feet now! Not after I dragged her in here and all!

However, thoughts about the consequences of your actions stream through your mind, - after turning her into a skinsuit, there would be no backing out. She'd remain either a skin or soulless **** to you, and you weren't sure which unsettled you more.

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