Interrupt whatever’s going on in the kitchen

I stalled outside the kitchen door, as doubts formed in my mind.

Why did I think this was a good idea?? Stealing Alicia’s skin, impersonating her, breaking up whatever weird flirting is going on in there? I look ridiculous!

I glanced down at my body, the hairless legs extending from tight denim shorts, terminating in little brown boots several sizes smaller than I could ever wear. Alicia didn’t have the largest breasts, but they still sat notably perky and proud on my stolen chest; making an impression through the baggy t-shirt I was wearing. I reached out, hesitating a moment, before I smelled it.

It smells like Frank…

My stomach seemed to flutter a little, my heart feeling an aching warmth even as I felt myself get wet. I couldn’t believe how much Alicia was affected by him, even that pervy little sniff was blasting my head with dopamine.

“God…”

I whispered, Alicia’s voice sounding so needy and **** leaving my lips. That reaction, coupled with really just looking at the body extending out from my gaze, more than cinched it. I didn’t look ridiculous. Not at all. Right now I really was Alicia, totally and completely.

And I’d better hurry too, otherwise that bitch Jessica is going to try and steal my boyfriend.

Steeling my nerves one last time, I stepped into the kitchen.

Thank goodness…

There was no make-out session, no public sex on the table we all had to share. Their chairs had gotten closer together, but it didn’t seem like anything had happened beyond flirting.

Yet.

“Ughhh, Alex. Don’t you have something else to be doing, you sad- ah!”

Jessica turned, exasperated, before seeing who she was addressing and stopping herself. She clearly hadn’t expected to see Alicia back so soon.

Although, you were closer than you thought with that, Jessica. Not that you’d ever know you really are talking to Alex, just… dressed up a lot nicer than normal.

“Babe! I’m all cleaned up.”

I beamed Alicia’s loveliest smile, as I ignored Jessica and walked over to Frank. Rather than pull out the other chair though, I went straight to sitting on his lap, rubbing my ass into his crotch subtly as I did so. I half turned to him, legs going off to the side, as I rubbed my index finger into his chest.

“Maybe later, you can get me dirty again?”

I was grateful Alicia had picked up a light tan from all her hiking, as it hid my blush just a little. Acting so flirty right now with a guy this body was insanely compatible with was so embarrassing, and way too enjoyable…

A huge grin swept across Frank’s features, way more than he’d been showing with Jessica, as one hand went to my back and the other rested on my bare thigh.

His hands are so big and thick, what the hell… I can feel such steady strength from them.

Fuck…

I was getting so wet at even these little touches, memories rising unbidden of Frank fingering “me” in the back of his jeep, those thick fingers peeling apart “my” drenched, sticky walls. My blush only got stronger. I could see a gleam in his eyes, clearly remembering similar escapades.

“Definitely.”

He leaned in, taking me by surprise as he kissed me.

“Mhm!”

I quietly moaned in surprise, eyes wide as his lips met mine. They were rougher than my own now, but in a way that was a little thrilling to me; adding a fascinating texture while making me hyper aware of how soft and kissable my own lips now were. I found myself closing my eyes, experiencing the kiss, enjoying it.

I opened my mouth wider, letting his tongue in, as my own explored his mouth. My whole body was heating up, my head feeling light even as down below I grew wetter. I totally lost myself in it, the easy intimacy, the overflowing pleasure.

Only hearing the sound of a chair being pulled back startled me out of it, breaking the kiss and just staring into Frank’s eyes, our breath mingling in the small space between us. I barely even registered the sour tone of Jessica’s voice, muttering:

“Whatever!”

Before she left.

I’ve done it. I got Jessica away from here, broke up whatever weirdness had started when Alicia left the room!

I could feel a twisted excitement within me, a happy feeling of accomplishment, mixing tightly with the pleasure I’d felt achieving my goal.

Honestly… I can’t think of a more enjoyable method of helping out either~

“So…”

Frank’s voice was so deep, and so close as he addressed me.

“… ready for our date?”

I’d been so caught up in trying to stop Jessica from getting with Frank, I’d barely even thought about what I was going to do once I did. Now I was sitting on the lap of Alicia’s boyfriend after making out with him, my own body entirely reshaped and disguised in the original girl’s meatsuit.

What… what am I going to do??

I looked into his eyes, biting my lip as my body was still filled with arousal from our kiss. I should get out of Alicia now, let her get on with things. My job was done, and now I should go back to just being Alex.

But… what about that monster?

The skinwalker…

As I looked over the face of “my” boyfriend, I couldn’t see any of the original traces of it I’d seen before. Then again, it was only natural a skinwalker would be a master manipulator, trying to get me distracted and lead down the roads it wanted. I couldn’t be sure, not yet. I should maybe try and stay inside Alicia for a little while, use her identity to try and learn something.

After all, if I can stop the skinwalker for good, I’ll be protecting her and everyone else too! Plus, while I’m wearing her, that monster won’t be! Really, it’s the best for everyone.

That made sense. Mainly. But now I just needed to decide if I should really go through with it. Should I go on the date as Alicia, and maybe find out more? Or should I get out of her, mission accomplished?