No, you can't let Jimmy wear Trish

"Oh God no, give me that." You say.

The last thing you'd ever want to happen to Trish is for somebody like Jimmy to literally get under her skin. Besides, if Jimmy got into her skin, he'd give you hell.

You pick up Trish's skin from the carpeted flooring. Long, wavy dirty blonde hair hangs forward as her deflated head flaps like a hoodie. Trish is an athletic type, always has been. Her mom runs marathons, and though she's not at that **** a level yet, she probably will someday too.

You envision in your mind what wearing Trish will feel like, but you know it can't come close to the real thing.

A sigh escapes your lips as you stare at Trish's messy hair. Might as well get it over with.

You put Trish down in the chair nearby and take off your shirt. In the corner of your eye you notice Jimmy unbuttoning his shirt, then proceeding to **** his unfortunate body for the hundredth time.

"I'll never get over this." Julia says, smiling childishly.

You shake your head and strip completely, kicking your clothes to the side before turning your attention to Trish. You unbutton the light blue blouse she was wearing, revealing her grey sports bra disfiguringly constricting her deflated body. Raising the flaccid body up, you take your time to remove her clothing. The sports bra gives you a little trouble as it's so tight around the bunched up flesh, but then easily comes off after a few minutes of picking and peeling.

"Wow.." You say absently.

Trish's body is tanned, with slightly lighter tan lines showing her almost daily use of a sports bra. You wonder if it's the same for her crotch, before shaking the perverted thought from your head. Pulling her jeans off quickly, revealing a pair of tights underneath.

"Dude look, she's wearing boxers." You say to Jimmy.

"What? Oh, girls sometimes do that when they're too insecure to wear panties like REAL women.." Jimmy says in his real voice.

You look over in surprise to see Julia Martinez's chest hanging from Jimmy's waist, her long black hair cascading over her thighs.

"Dude, I just got a crazy idea, hold on." Jimmy says suddenly.

You watch as Jimmy walks over to Ashley's skin under the skin and pulls it out, stripping her shirt and bra off, he opens the seam in her back and ducks in. Her arms fill with Jimmy's and you see the bulge of Jimmy's head travel up her neck before settling into her own head. Jimmy adjusts the mask with his new hands before turning directly to you and grinning.

"Tada!" Ashley says.

"Woah.. you're wearing two of them..?" You wonder.

"Yeah, I've got Julia on the bottom and Ashley on the top. Sick, right?" Jimmy says, chuckling.

"That's kind of fucked up." You state, dropping Trish's underwear on the chair next to the rest of her stuff.

"Whatever man, I think it's cool." Jimmy says. "Oh, I've always wanted such a firm ass! Mmm.."

Ignoring him, you turn Trish around and pull open the seam down her back, stepping into her. Your legs are wrapped in her muscle and flesh the moment they settle into place and you lose a few inches in height. Quickly you pull your new hips up and your genitals are compressed out of existence by Trish's. A firmly toned ass covers your own flat one, bronze in complexion and curvy in shape. Trish is completely shaven, and you raise your eyebrows in appreciation.

Pulling up her torso, you stick your arms in and feel them tighten, thinning into Trish's effeminate versions. Your stomach tightens around the waist and you feel your ribs compress incredibly, causing a thin waistline. Trish's moderately sized breasts inflate on your chest, hanging tightly. Topping the mounds are two brown nipples, somewhat small, but you don't mind. Pulling Trish's head out of the way, you grope your breasts momentarily and shiver as their sensitivity.

Quickly, you stretch her neck out and push your head through the gap, pulling down, you compress your two faces together and bind them.

Instantly you feel the new weight of long hair on your scalp, as your new face allows you make an expression of wonder.

"Woah, this is sick.." You say in Trish's voice.

You must've taken more time than you thought because Jimmy completely reversed the skin order he used for his little trick. Ms. Martinez stares at your short but toned form, slightly shorter on Ashley's legs.

"Damn, you're hot man." Jimmy says.

"Don't make this any worse than it has to be." You snap at him.

He raises his hands and his eyebrows, slowly shaking his head left and right. Suddenly, a look appears on his face, one that indicates he's come up with a new idea. He was "Jimmying" as it were. Julia's long elegant fingers grasp what appears to be a brown version of the pen and brings it out of her clothes.

"I just remembered we had this all the time. It came in the box." He says.

"Oh yeah.." You remember it too.

"Well, let's try it!" Jimmy exclaims.

Instantly, he points the thing at you and a loud ZAP shocks you temporarily. Emotions hit you like a hard tequila on a friday night, and you're instantly overwhelmed. You start to cry, sniffling as you wipe your tears confused.

"Dude, you okay?" Jimmy says, equally as confused as you are.

"I'm alright.." You reply.

"What happened? What to do you feel?" Jimmy asks.

"Trish.. was in love with me from the moment I started dating Jessica.." You say.

Stupid David, why would he date Jess? She's my friend but, I just don't understand. We've been friends for years, why can't he understand?

Holding your arm in the shower, you let the hot water stream down your body, your breasts slightly squeezed by your working arm.

The water builds up, then overflows, spilling over the edge of your forearm and splattering against the white tiles of the bathroom floor.

Similar to the state your eyes are in, the tears just won't stop overflowing.

You sob, that's all you can do. David doesn't see it, you've been trying and trying, but he's just so blind.

The only person that seems to want you is Jimmy. Jimmy!

Images of David and the times you spent together flash through your mind. You grew up so close, almost like twins. That's probably why he doesn't like you.

He's never liked you, he never will. All because of Jessica.

Intense jealousy and hatred build up in you, you start to think of all the malicious deeds you could fulfill to hurt their relationship.

Then you realize, you can't. David's just too nice for you to ever hurt him. Sadly, it's not the other way around.

He doesn't know he's hurting you, that gives you some solace.

"D-David.. why..?" You whimper to yourself, leaning against the cold shower wall.

Goosebumps run across your skin, and you feel yourself touching your nipple. Hardened, something unlocks within you and your crotch heats up.

You're thinking about David that way again, you realize. Stop it! Stop it now!

David's holding you, caressing your chest. He appreciates you over everyone else. You feel his lips travel down your stomach, you feel..

You feel your fingers rubbing your clitoris as your knees buckle in pleasure, biting your lip, you struggle to keep your moans suppressed.

Sitting with your back against the wall now, you spread your legs slightly and push two fingers into your cunt.

It's.. s-so good..

Rubbing your insides as you fantasize about David, you feel time fly past you as you imagine everything you'd ever want him to do to you and more.

Your abs flex and relax involuntarily, your muscles contract as you approach climax, your thrusting increasing in pace.

Suddenly, your pussy contracts around your hand and you moan loudly, juices trickling over your fingers.

Pulling your hand from your crotch, you watch the slightly white liquid slide down your skin.

"I'll have you eventually.. David.."

(Author: Dystrophia)