Use the spines! Attack!

I won’t get a better chance, right now she’s defenseless, distracted by the door. She’s too dangerous to be left alone, I have to strike now!

The thought ran out clearly in my head, as time seemed to slow. A spike of adrenaline moved through my system, as all the fear and tension transformed into energy. The spines flew from my fingertips, tearing through Grace’s soft skin as my hand surged forward, aimed straight for Lucy’s back.

But then, all at once it wasn’t just my hand that was blurring in motion. Lucy propelled her whole body back, her shoulder dropping as she did so.

What…?? No!

My arm, already so set on one destination, couldn’t react fast enough to change once it was in motion. It burst forward, striking nothing but empty air where Lucy had been just a moment before. Fingers filled with surprising strength gripped the top of my forearm, even as the weight of her body struck my torso, knocking the wind out of me, before there was a huge surge of power from Lucy. She pivoted, using the power of my own movement and subtleties of her positioning to throw me over her shoulder.

The wind was knocked out of me with a huge gasp, and then I was staring at the ceiling, and her mocking face above me,

What… what the hell just happened?

My arm was still in her hands, the spines still protruding; providing undeniable evidence that I was a skinwalker, and undeniable evidence of my guilt.

“You should know, I’m the fastest one.”

Lucy teased, as the stunned surprise wore off me and I pulled hard. For a second, she was swayed, almost pulled down on top of me, before she let go and stayed standing up right. I twisted by body, wincing a little as the sudden movement was felt a little too keenly with Grace’s huge assets on my chest, before propelling myself up till I was standing again.

“Very good! You’re not half bad, for such a new skinwalker.”

Lucy laughed, a little maniacally, before she kicked me hard in the solar plexus. I couldn’t believe how intense it felt, knocking every breath from me as I was flung backwards onto my bed. In the back of my mind, the thought involuntarily rose that at the start of the year, having two cute girls in my room would have been a dream. Though, I never would have expected myself to be one of the girls, or to be getting my ass kicked so thoroughly.

Before the thought could even form properly, Lucy was advancing on me again, and I threw a wild strike aimed at her face. A blur of motion and she’d held up one of my textbooks, left originally on the desk, but now was completely slashed through as my spines penetrated all the way through the pages.

“Woah! So brutal! You might want to try and keep these expensive books in some kind of good condition, Alex.”

She laughed, a sparkle appearing in her eyes at the mention of my real name, before my free hand dove for her stomach. A high, descending kick from her crushed my arm into the bed, causing me to scream, Grace’s voice sounding louder than I’d ever heard it. Lucy just laughed, and in another blur, it was her who’d penetrated me.

“What… the… fuck…”

I panted out, hurt emanating from my arm, my head, my stomach, and now my leg as a syringe stabbed it.

“Where did that even come from…??”

“You can fit a lot in this oversized cardigan, you know.”

Lucy stuck her tongue out at me, clearly enjoying herself, as the powerful liquid in the syringe seemed to fill my whole body in a catastrophic rush.

“What… what’s in that?”

Lucy just looked at me, an expression somewhere between amusement and pity flitting through her face.

“Not so nice being the one stabbed and filled with strange liquid, is it? You know, I’m quite the chemist in my spare time. What you can feel working through your bloodstream is one of my concoctions. Quite powerful, wouldn’t you say?”

“Ahhh…”

I moaned, closing my eyes, feeling way too much all at once. My back hurt from being thrown, my stomach from the kick. Even the spines hurt, the solid textbook they’d stabbed through being much less palatable for them than the soft flesh they so preferred. Now, after being injected with whatever mystery **** Lucy had homemade, it was like everything hurt a little.

Interestingly, it was like a good pain, as though ripping off a bandage that had been stuck on for too long. It felt it course through my whole body, throbbing a little in my veins, relaxing me, but in a way like I was too full of sensation to gain any more by the feeling of motion. My limbs grew still, as I was only able to move them slowly, and with a certain feebleness that prevented me from being any danger.

She’s completely cornered me…

“So handy that you decided to wear a skirt today; It’s so much easier stabbing bare skin than clothes, after all.”

“What… what are you going to do to me?”

Real fear was beginning to overwhelm me now, but due to the powerful **** Lucy had filled me with, I was unable to express it beyond the tremors in my voice. It seemed she could sense some of how frightened I was; she had a strange grin, and an energy that was so off-putting, like a wolf that’s stumbled onto a trapped lamb.

Even despite my own fear, I knew that the chances of any sort of mercy were slim. She’d seen the spines, she knew I was a skinwalker. But was there a chance I could talk her out of this, someway I could reason with her? I’d only been a skinwalker for a short time, and I’d left Lisa, and Elise, and Samantha. Everyone I’d worn had only been for a short time, and only driven by necessity. Really, in a way, I was as innocent as someone could be in this situation, wasn’t I? Surely she would be able to understand that?

From the way she seemed to smile even more at my question, I had a sinking feeling she wasn’t going to let me go.

“Weeellll…”

She savored the words, like a predator playing with her food. Feeling so powerless sat like a disgusting, queasy weight in my stomach, as Lucy’s expression clearly showed how much she enjoyed having a sadistic, dominant role.

“… We’re going to **** you, naturally. We’re going to make you experience all the fear and suffering you deserve, as a monster than preys upon humanity.”

It took a moment, before she began to laugh raucously.

“Ahahahah, oh my God, if only you could see the expression on your face! Well, that’s what Kobrina would say anyway. She’s always spouting off about our ‘eternal mission’ to rid the world of darkness. How dramatic. Though, I can’t deny I find it cute how serious she is all the time.”

Kobrina? Is she the other girl of the three hunters I saw earlier?

“No, no. Well, of course, she will still **** you, but that’s not why I do this job.”

Now the grin shifted a little, a strange, intense curiosity lighting up Lucy’s eyes. She walked over and got on top of me, lifting her skirt so she could, straddling me.

“Huh??”

I gasped a little, trying to work out what was going on, while still trying to raise an arm to turn her.

It’s no use… I can’t move fast enough, or with enough **** to even pierce her with the spines. I’m completely at her mercy.

Lucy’s deft fingers began unbuttoning my shirt, before she reached even closer and unclasped my bra.

“Wha- what are you doing?”

Suddenly I was feeling incredibly ****, as she stripped me, exposing Grace’s indulgent breasts on my chest.

“Wow… you’re so big.”

Lucy’s fingers sank into the soft flesh, causing an involuntary moan at how cold they were, and how they felt teasing me.

“Hm, or rather, the girl you’re wearing is so big. 'Grace', huh… she’s so blessed. I’m a little jealous.”

She felt me more, now teasing my nipples, only causing me to moan more while a cheeky grin re-took to her features and overpowered her previous astonishment.

“Your moans are so cute, Gra-cie. And ohhh, look how you blush! Do you like being called that?”

Now she leaned way close, her hot breath ticking my ears, as my blush intensified.

“Do you like being a cute girl, A-lex…?”

She sounded out the words, enunciating, before licking my ear. I moaned even more, writhing a little as her touches overwhelmed me.

What the hell?? Was there something in that ****? My body feels so hot!

It wasn’t just my tits; down below I could feel a wetness forming, a warm damp spot on my panties. It didn’t help how much I was enjoying being dominated.

Is this a part of Grace’s personality that loves being submissive? Is this just an effect of her body? I’d feel so pervy if it was just me getting off like this…

“It’s really so fascinating. So, crazy fascinating. I know what you look like, really. Logically, I mean, it doesn’t make any sense.”

Lucy slid off me now, flipping my skirt up and laughing in wonder and she pulled my panties down.

“W-ooo-wwww. Would you look at that… it’s so, omg, so unbelievable.”

I squealed a little, as a gentle electric current of pleasure burst through me, as her fingers brushed against my clit, and then began teasing around the edges of my entrance.

This pleasure is so ****, what the hell! Grace’s body is insanely sensitive, she really must have no experience at all…

All at once, Lucy’s fingers rushed inside, pushing my walls apart as they writhed inside my most sensitive, stolen, feminine parts. I couldn’t help but squeal, and it sounded insanely erotic in Grace’s soft, undefiled voice. Deep down, I had to think maybe it was possible she’d never screamed like that herself. Even though Lucy’s fingers were small and slender, they were still enough to feel so powerful with Grace’s inexperience.

“It’s so amazing. You’re absolutely, 100% woman right now. How does it feel?”

“Go-gosssuudddd”

I tried to reply genuinely, too lost in the feeling to really pay too much attention, that elicited a delighted giggle from Lucy.

“Wow, you’re soooo wet. Such a bad girl, aren’t you, Alex? We’ve been trying to keep tabs on subject 56 for a long time, and when it became a pretty college girl, it made perfect sense. After all, if you were a monster that could look like anyone, why wouldn’t you want to be a beautiful girl, starting her life at college. Lisa Allende, a gorgeous medical student. It was an open and shut case, a predicable choice for a skinwalker.

But then something we hadn’t planned for came into play. You. A new Skinwalker, or so we thought. We didn’t really have enough evidence, but after piecing it together from the CCTV footage, and the timings, we eventually worked it out.

A nice young man, normal in every respect. Scoring a date with such a pretty girl, any guy would be over the moon. And yet, after the dark truth was revealed, as soon as you got the chance really, you got straight in her skin. Did you want to know what it was like to be a pretty girl that badly? You’re such a pervert.”

At that last word, she whispered it right in my ear. I couldn’t help but feel stimulated, even in such a dangerous situation.

“Lisa, and now Grace. Your own flatmate, and she seems like such a shy girl too! We did our research on all the people you lived with you know, and the University was happy to tell us who was living in each room. How does it feel to be in a skin such as hers?”

Lucy’s fingers found my breasts again, teasing over the nipples, leading to shallow breaths and small, almost pleading moans.

“I guess after a lifetime of being a guy, getting the chance to experience such alien pleasures would be irresistible. I have to confess, I’m a little jealous of you. These powers are so amazing, you can really do anything. It must have taken a lot of restraint to have left Lisa. Oh well, no matter how pure… you’re still a monster. But I don’t mind that, at least not for the next few minutes. I want to explore every inch of your body, and see just how fully female you’ve become. And then, I’m going to try and convince Kobrina to let me turn you into my experimental pet, let me take you apart piece by piece, all for science.”

“No… no… you can take me, but leave Grace… leave her out of this…”

The laugh that followed from Lucy was cruel, as she almost sneered at me.

“Oh, wow. You want to play the hero now, suddenly, do you? Trying to save your pretty little friend? You should have thought about that before you skinned her and put her on. Now she’s a part of this. And anyway, you’re a lot more interesting for my experiments if you’re in a girl’s skin. Just how these powers are able to change gender so completely and so instantly has never been discovered. Shouldn’t you be proud, getting to be a part of such a historic study? Now, let’s begin…”

Lucy’s shadow loomed over me, as she began reaching out. My nerves skyrocketed, body still too feeble from her **** to resist, fear for myself, and for Grace, the innocent girl caught up in this, burning inside me. My thoughts were going a million miles an hour, the worst-case scenarios burning away at my sanity.

Lucy froze, and my thoughts did a moment later, when the tinny sound of a bubblegum k-pop ringtone blared out from a phone in Lucy’s pocket. Immediately, a dark cloud descended on her face, as she rolled her eyes. A moment passed, where she considered pretending not to hear the ringtone, and let it go to her voicemail, before the internal battle raging within her was decided and she took out her phone.

“Hello? Lucy here.”

Even with my hearing enhanced by the Skinwalker powers, I couldn’t really make out what was being said on the other end of the line. Lucy’s reactions though, gave me an idea of what was being said.

“A- yes. Yes. Yes, I have him. He’s one of them. F-. No. Ah, Okay. No, but just, can’t I- uhh. Fine, Fine. Fine, okay, okay!”

She sighed deeply, a profoundly dissatisfied look on her face.

“Not quite what you wanted to hear, huh?”

I said, the sardonic tone totally at odds from Grace’s normal voice, and my flippant attitude got a sour look in return from my pink haired tormentor.

“Shut the fuck up.”

She kicked me in the head, and then I only saw black.