Being shaken, angrily

I’d hoped to have empty, dreamless sleep, the kind where I couldn’t remember anything, and was gently carried away. Instead, I had strange and vivid dreams again, dreams of running through a forest, my vision tight, pursuing… something. It felt very primal and raw. Before anything beyond that could happen in the dream though, I was shaken awake angrily.

“Urrgghhhh…”

I moaned, tired and feeling like I’d been running for real. My second seemingly restless sleep, interrupted by me being roughly handled and shaken awake.

“Get UP Alex.”

That voice could only belong to one person; My flatmate Jessica. Opening my bleary eyes, I could see her standing over me, shaking me awake. Clearly she’d not thought twice about just barging into my room. I cursed myself for not remembering to lock the door.

Her straight red and auburn hair cascaded down her back and her cute, freckled face was scrunched up in annoyance. My male brain couldn’t resist looking over her body, her perky c-cup breasts looking fantastic in her black sports top and her biker shorts showing off her toned thighs. She would have been seriously attractive, if she didn’t have such a huge attitude problem all the time.

“Guess who didn’t clean their pans in the sink.”

She snarled, kicking me a little bit. What the hell? I thought. Surely this was a bit much? Barging into my room and harassing me like this, especially after the ordeal of the last day.

“You left it for two whole days! This place is a pigsty, you know I really can’t stand laziness like that.”

“Jessica, look..”

I started, hoping to calm her down.

“I’ll clean it later okay? It’s just, I’ve been through a lot in the last day, I really just want to sleep, alright?”

Internally, I prayed that she’d just have mercy and leave me alone for a little while.

“Oh, I think you’ve slept long enough. You should clean up the shower too while you’re at it. And maybe the toilets. Make it up to all of us who have to live with you.”

Okay, I knew she had an attitude, but this was taking things too far. She was being particularly uptight today, and for some reason it was pissing me off a lot more than usual. I looked up at her, starting to wake up properly. I’d fallen asleep in my clothes, and the place was messy, but I was usually pretty good at cleaning the flat. And why me, of all people? Couldn’t she have harassed any of the other four flatmates we shared the apartment with?

I started to stand up. I’d better just get this over with. Looking at Jessica, I could see she’d adopted a smug look on her face, one that really pissed me off for some reason.

“Hmm, that’s right. At least you know your place.”

She couldn’t resist getting one more gloat in, before turning to walk out. Who was she to talk to me like that? To barge into my room and harass me? She never cleaned that much herself, just acted high and mighty and aggressive all the time, so everyone just put up with it cause they didn’t want to make an enemy out of someone they had to live with.

The injustice of being treated like that mixed in with the crankiness and dissatisfaction from the last few days swirled inside me, and time seemed to slow to a crawl as I watched her leave. I should do something about it. Jessica should apologize to me for being so rude. My more base instincts were already ahead of my brain, as before I even knew what I was doing, I’d raised my hand and plunged the spines into her back.

“What..”

She started, breathlessly, before the mysterious liquid pumped through the spines, the feeling of release feeling ecstatic in my fingertips as I felt a pent-up frustration seemingly drain out of me. Jessica’s body began losing shape fast, and just as much as I felt a liquid was draining from me, I could feel another part getting filled, as more and more of the essence of her soul and personality flowed into me, kept aside in a part of me that hadn’t existed yesterday, to be used as I saw fit. Her empty shell fell to the ground, surrounded by her clothes, as I stood over it.

The next few moments felt like a blur. I tore my clothes off and held her up, marveling at the feeling of her soft, warm skin, whole just a moment ago. There was no hole in her back like there had been with Lisa, and I felt instinctively that I could make one anywhere I liked and crawl inside through it, as I could heal whatever I wanted. Instead though, I opened her mouth far wider than it would ever naturally go, and sitting on the bed for support, swung my foot down her throat.

Her lipgloss slick around my hands, I pushed my leg into her, feeling the warm wetness of her saliva inside her mouth start to mat at my leg hairs. I maneuvered my legs all the way down into hers, feeling the pinch of her smaller toes stretch with my larger ones, as I put my waist in and hoisted her hips over mine. At this point stranger sensations began, my legs starting to feel like they were melting as an intense tightness began around them, and within seconds I could feel the carpet through her much smaller feet as though they were my own.

Gulping down my nerves and the massive excitement that has started in me, I continued putting her on, noting my rock hard dick pressing against the inside of her skin, clearly visible from the outside and very tight. Before I could explore that further though, I felt it get wrenched down to behind her vagina, and an incredible pressure inverted, thrusting deep inside me in a way I’d never felt, Jessica’s vagina taking the place of my insides, squeezing pleasantly. My knees buckled a little, and I grabbed the bed for support, the unfamiliar wet heat of my new pussy igniting immediately at how stimulated I felt.

For a moment I just lay there, Jessica’s lips extended wide around my chest, my top half clearly mine while my bottom half was undeniably hers. Excitement taking hold again, I pulled her up further, slipping my arms down into hers and loving the wet warmth of her interior, and the pleasant constriction that followed turning my limbs into hers, and giving me the weight of her perky breasts on my chest.

Finally, I pulled her head over mine, feeling the greatest constriction yet as a pressure built and my vision went white, her face tight for a moment over mine while everything aligned before loosening, Jessica in all her naked, wet glory panting in my room, taut body sweaty like she’s just ran for miles or had some incredible sex.

Opening my now sea green eyes, I sat up, squeezing my breasts indulgently before reaching down and stroking my new slit, shivering with pleasure at even that small touch. Sorting through my memories, I remembered training for my first 10k, having sex with my personal trainer, bullying a shy girl in a highschool bathroom before putting lipstick on, admiring my body in a tight cheerleader outfit. Jessica’s memories, to use as I pleased.

For the first time since before last night, I felt whole and satisfied, and an immense peace settled on me, tension I didn’t know I had draining away. My rational brain was horrified at what I’d done; skinning a flatmate and putting her on, stealing her form to use myself for my own pleasure. Even if she was a bitch, she probably didn’t deserve this.

But I couldn’t deny how good the sensations had been, and how wrong it had felt before compared to now, sitting in a body that should feel utterly alien yet I felt right at home in. I really had been changed last night; It seemed the way I viewed and thought about everything was altered now, and my rationality hadn’t been able to interrupt even once from the moment I raised my fingertips to pierce her, to the moment I stood for the first time in her form.

As I stood there in my flatmates skin, what would be the first thing I explored?