You can't go through with this

"How could you do this to me, David?!" You hear Jessica whimper from somewhere.

Looking around, you're surrounded by darkness in what you think might be a dream, a spotlight shines over you and all you can see is the plain white floor beneath your feet. You start to walk towards the source of Jessica's voice, the light follows you, but you can't see more than a few feet ahead.

"Jessica?! Jess, where are you?!" You yell into the dark.

"Stay away, I hate you David, I hate you!" She screams at you, suddenly appearing out of the darkness, you run into her. Doing your best to halt to avoid slamming into her, you stumble forward and she disappears from her spot. You stop yourself from falling to the floor and you turn around, confused. Jessica stands there, halfway into the dark behind her. She's holding something brown in her hands, it looks like skin. She steps into the light again, her pale, naked skin contrasting with the one she holds in her hands. You look down, and see the screaming face of Trish, still alive, the rest of her body turned into a skin.

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"David? What's the matter?" Trish says, her face an inch away from yours.

Your eyes slowly focus and you look into the large green circles infront. Trish's brow furrows, concerned. You're incredibly confused right now.

Was that a dream? A hallucination?

You get off of Trish and stand up, folding your arms as you think to yourself, Trish instantly gets up with you, latching onto your right arm.

"David..? Talk to me, please.. What's wrong?" Trish's voice vibrates your skin as she hugs your arm to her neck.

You look down at her, the skin of Jessica's upper body dangles from her waist like a hoodie tied around her hips.

"Oh God. Take it off, quickly." You say to Trish.

She blinks once, and then slowly lets you go, unsure of what to say as she peels Jessica's hips down. A few seconds later, Trish throws Jessica's skin on her bed and looks at you, having lost about 2 inches in height, but restored her finely toned ass and legs. You hesitate for a moment as your eyes slowly scan Trish's body. For some reason, she is so much more attractive to you. You've always known she was athletic but, you never really noticed her. As you look up, you see her watching your eyes, and instantly you blush. She smiles, and you stare in wonder. Her smile is one of almost.. pride. She wants you to check her out, to admire her. You're starting to think this is going out of control.

"Trish.. why are you smiling at me like that..?" You ask her.

"Like what, David?" Her smile only grows bigger for a second, before she turns away from you.

Shaking your head, you look at Jessica's skin. Picking up the black pen, you lay the skin out flat length ways on the bed and zip it up, waiting for the re-inflation process to happen. You look back at Trish in the meantime, she's sitting in a very posh looking chair at the side of her dressing table, she folds one leg over the other and puts her hands on her thighs. Your eyes unwillingly pull your gaze down her body, and you look away.

"Oh come on, Davie," that's what Jess calls you.. "I know you like me."

She speaks in an incredibly suggestive tone, looking back at her with an expression of irritation, you notice the lust in her eyes as she checks you out now.

"I already have a girlfriend.." You mutter lamely, looking at Jessica's now fully inflated body.

Trish doesn't say anything, and you walk to Jessica's side. She groans, and you lean forward quickly, gently taking her hand.

"Jessica, are you awake?" You whisper.

"David.." Her eyes open slightly, and she looks around, "What..?"

"It's alright.. you're back now." You hug her back as she embraces you, shutting her eyes in relief.

"Oh God, David, I had the worst nightmare ever.." She whispers to you.

"Really..?" You reply.

"Yeah.. It was Trish." She says loudly, her voice dripping with malice. You feel her snatch the pen from your grasp and she pushes you away. Stumbling back, you see Trish bolt upright, before instantly halting. Jessica gets up, her arm extended, the black pen pointed right at Trish.

"You fucking cunt. How could you use me like that Trish?" Jessica's voice drops, tears start to rise in her eyes.

"Jessica, I'm sorry! I don't know why I did it!" Trish pleads.

"Yeah? Well me neither." She says, wiping a tear from her cheek with her free hand, a smile creeps across her lips.

"Wha-" Trish instantly falls to the floor, reduced to a heap of her own skin.

"Jess!? What are you doing!?" You rush forward and slam your weight into Jessica, throwing the pen from her grip. The you fall on top of Jess, the pen hits the wall and bounces away, rolling under the chair Trish was in previously.

The two of you breath heavily, and Jessica starts to cry. You're holding her arms under your body as she tries to wiggle them free, tears slowly drip down her cheeks.

"Why are you helping her. David?! She used me somehow, I can feel it!" Jessica cries out. "The last thing I remember is that pen and.."

"Jessica, calm down, please. Everything's fine." You attempt to console her.

"You're helping her, you're in on this David... I can't believe it..." She says in between sobbing.

You simply stare at her as she cries, stumped. In a way, what she's saying is true. You didn't want her to suffer, but Trish **** you. You're so selfish.

Jessica stops crying and opens her eyes, looking right at you. Her face is reddened and you frown as she gives you a look.

"Get off me." She demands, and you quickly get up. "Why are all of us naked? What happened?"

"Uh.." You explain to Jessica what happened, and she simply stares at Trish's skin.

"David, you.. I can't believe you'd do that to me. She's in love with you and you love her too?!" Jessica says, tears streaming down her face again.

You wonder if these girls ever stop crying.

"I'm sorry, Jessica, it's just.. it's really complicated." You mutter.

"COMPLICATED?! DAVID, SHE FUCKED YOU IN MY BODY!" She screams at you, turning her back on you as she holds her face in her hands.

"I know, it's horrible. But I didn't want to, Jessica, really. You're my girlfriend and I love you." You say, trying to remedy the situation.

"No, fuck you, David. " The words sting like mad, you're almost tearing up yourself, "Fuck you, and fuck Trish."

She walks over to Trish's skin and grabs it, quickly pulling Trish's face over her own. You witness her face meld and sculpt into Trish's exact form in almost a seconds, she look at you, dangling the rest of Trish's body from her collarbone.

"Do you love me now, David? Do you?!" Trish's voice comes from her lips.

"Jessica, stop it." You say, walking up to her. You grab her wrist and wrench her hand away, sending your other hand around her neck to pull Trish's skin off.

"Ow, David stop! You're hurting me.." You freeze as she cries out, blinking, you notice a smirk on her face. "You're so predictable."

A second later, pain courses through your stomach as she punches you straight in the middle. You double over and she steps to the side, letting you fall. Trish's skin sways in the movement and she pulls the rest of the attire over her body, instantly transforming into Trish.

"You'll both pay for this, David. You and Trish." Trish mutters to you coldly, she walks over to the chair by the table and reaches under it, brandishing the black pen in her fingers.

Staggering up, you stretch out your hand to try to block the pen from pointing at you. But suddenly you feel a jolt of power run through your body, and you feel yourself fall into darkness.

(Author: Dystrophia)