Becky meets the new Zack

Becky was panicking. She had searched seemingly everywhere for her book: under the bedsheets, inside her wardrobe, heck, she had looked even inside the bathroom. But it was nowhere to be found. And the book even refused to answer her mind calls. At first she believed it could had just disappeared, having fulfilled it's duty, but it seemed too unrealistic that it could just go away. Then, a scary thought came across her mind, paired with a name: Zack.

"Oh God, he may have stolen it"

She now remembered her backpack felt considerably lighter when she had exited the boy's car. That son of a bitch had probably taken it while she was asleep! A mixture of fear and anger took control of the girl, scared by the thought of the school's biggest jerk using the book for satisfying his dirty mind.

-I have to talk to him before he uses the book to do something stupid.-

She once more was late for school, having wasted almost an hour searching for the book. Thankfully her mother had left home early, or she would have had to endure another difficult confrontation. She didn't walk to school, no, she literally runt, overwhelmed by a sense of urgency which at the end was more emotional than rational or justified. In just a few minutes she reached the school's entrance, but it was not the sight of a teacher or an angry janitor to scare her the most, no. What caused her heart to accelerate inside her chest was a shiny red Ford, parked a few meters from the school gate.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, that prick is already here!"

"Had you any doubt?"

Becky could not mistake that malevolent voice inside her head. In the past days she had come to both love and despise it, as it's dark influence had strengthened its grip on her whole life.

"Book! Where the fuck were you? And why are you only now speaking to me?"

"Oh, you'll discover this soon, darling"

In that exact moment, the car's door quickly opened, kicked by a black leather booth. Becky had no time to even think about was happening, as fear and a feeling off weakness took hold of her hearth.

-Hi Becky, how are you doing?-

Zack finally excited the car, raising a hand in her direction. The first thing Becky noticed was the red start tattooed on his palm, shining in the sunlight like fresh blood from a soldier's chest. She realized it was too late to do anything, as the book had already corrupted her former lover's very soul.

-Why don't you come in, you'll have a fun ride like last time.-

Even Zack's clothes were different. He wore an elastic tank top which seemed painted on his skin, exposing every perfect hard muscle. His leather trousers too seemed unfit to contain his beast of a cock. He smiled, wickedly and sensually, hiding his eyes behind a pair of sunglasses.

-Zack?-

-Hell yeah, it's me, honey.-

Zack moved towards her, with the usual arrogant twisted smile. As he approached, Becky was able to better appreciate the changes the book had made to his body: Zack had always been handsome, but his beauty had become unnatural and unsettling. She could clearly feel every muscle moving under his clothes, his cock erecting under the leather like a living beast.

-Did... Did you use the book?-

-Did you notice?-

It was in that exact moment that Zack's stopped seeming sensual and became just intimidating. Even behind his sunglasses, Becky could see a devilish red light burning inside his eyes. While her new body betrayed her, what remained of her soul was horrified at the hellish creature that stood in front of her.

-You stole it from me-

-I'm gonna give it back to you. -

-Why did you take it then?-

Zack smiled once more, taking a cigarette out of his pocket and putting it in his mouth.

-To help you to fulfill your destiny. Come with me, I'll show you the path to awakening.-

-Zack... You're scaring me!-

She didn't have the time to run. Zack had already grabbed her arm with an iron grip. He felt so powerful, so firm. She could feel the new powers he had obtained flowing inside his veins .

-You don't understand. You don't have a choice. -