Trish?!

"What the hell?!" you exclaim, staring at the odd figure in front of you. You see Trish's head on Jessica's body. She's giving you a bright but naughty smile.

"Don't worry, David," Trish tells you. You open your mouth, but she soon shushes you. "You probably want an explanation, and you will get one. But you might want to hear it from Jessica too."

As she's talking, you notice her moving something on her back. She slips the upper half of Jessica's body off as if it were some kind of suit. Actually, it does seem like Jessica's upper body is nothing more than a deflated piece of skin. Trish maneuvers through her lower body, and her legs come out of what looked like a skin of your girlfriend, a somewhat creepy sight. She then zips up the skin, and, to your astonishment, it reinflates and becomes the familiar form of Jessica. She seems to be **** but not by much. You try to question Trish again, but she remains silent until Jessica starts to wake up.

"So...," she mumbled, "how long was I out for?"

"Only a few hours, Jess," Trish replies. "So, I guess it's time we let David in on our little secret."

Jessica's eyes shoot open quickly and fall on you. "Oh! David! You're here!"

"What the...? How the...?" you incoherently babble.

"What just happened probably borders on completely impossible. You might want to sit down because it's a pretty long story." She gets up and goes to reach inside a drawer. She takes out a small wooden box and shows you its contents: one black pen and one brown pen. "It all started when I found these pens..."

Jessica proceeds to tell you how she had found the strange box in her attic. Its contents were extremely bizarre, and the instruction booklet inside raised more questions than answers. She had went to Trish's house to show her the box, and Trish suggested trying the devices on her.

"I jokingly pointed and fired the black pen at her. You can imagine how surprised I was when I saw Trish suddenly turn into a deflated skin."

"Surprised is an understatement," Trish chimed in. "You panicked and thought you had killed me. You zipped me back up pretty quickly."

Jessica continued her story. After she had calmed down and Trish had woken up, they decided to follow through on more of the strange instructions. She had given the pens to Trish, and then Trish used the black pen. After getting over the shock of seeing Jess as a skin, she began to steel herself and started putting the skin on.

"As I put my legs in, I felt a strange tingling sensation around them. When I looked down, I saw that I was moving Jess's legs, not my own. As I got my arms in and moved the zipper on the back towards my head, I took a look in the mirror and was stunned by the changes. When I finally put on the mask and zipped the suit up completely, there was no one but Jessica looking back at me. Needless to say, it felt amazing."

Trish had spent a few hours trying out Jessica's body, going out and seeing things through a new perspective. At first, she had to remember to try and act like Jessica, but she remembered something about the brown pen.

"When I used it, I felt almost completely like Jessica. I could remember her childhood birthdays, going through school, and, of course, her budding relationship with you." She winks at the end as she notices your somewhat flustered face.

"From then on," Jessica continued, "Trish and I would occasionally spend time in each other's bodies, sometimes with each other's memories and feelings. It's been an exhilarating experience, but we're ready to take it to the next level."

"What do you mean?" you interrupt.

"Well," Trish replied, "if you haven't noticed, we're both girls. It's been cool to live life in another person's body, but we both have become curious about what it's like to be a guy. We haven't used the pens on anyone else because it's kind of rude to enter someone's body without their consent."

"We'd have to find someone who would accept our story and be interested in joining in," Jessica said. "That quickly narrowed our options down to either you or Jimmy. Since Jimmy's not the type of person we'd trust with these pens, we decided to ask you."

"So, wait. You two want to find out what it's like to be me?"

"Exactly," Jessica said. "That's why we agreed that Trish had to be me so you'd be able to believe us. We're not expecting to use you as we please, just to find out what life's like on the other side. In return, we'll let you use the pens on us later. You've heard us talk about it. Aren't you curious to see what it's like to be one of us?"

(Author: Kirby)