- alternate version

Andy woke with that uneasy feeling that something wasn’t right. He heard the movement beside him too late to react. All he saw was a shadowy figure and the flash of the blade as it entered his chest. The figure moved quickly and slide the blade down Sam’s back before she could stir from her sleep. Sam and Andy lay flat on the bed as the figure moved to switch on the bedside light. He wore a dark hoody, his face still hidden in the shadows of the hood. Two more figures came into the bedroom. They were small and slender, but again wearing hoodies pulled over their heads.

“You can have the man, I’m taking the woman. It has been too long since I felt the pleasure of a female form” said the taller figure as he pulled back the hood to reveal a sweaty, pale bald head with sunken eyes like bottomless wells. This man’s soul has been lost a long time ago.

The smaller creatures moaned as they drew back their hoods to reveal two very strange looking creatures, one male and one female. Probably human, but their sharp faces could have been described as elven if they weren’t so mean looking. They wasted no time in stripping off their clothes and taking Andys skin off the bed. The first one jumped into the hole in Andy’s chest and disappeared down into his legs, his head no longer visible. The female jumped onto the bed and stepped into Andy’s chest apparently riding on the shoulders of the first one as she slid the rest of Andy over herself and manoeuvred her arms into Andy’s. With Andy’s head pulled into place the skin sealed itself and Andy screamed at the intruders inside his head.

“Who the fuck are you and what are you doing?”

“He’s not happy” said Andy’s voice to the bald man. Their accomplice was almost fully undressed, but stopped while he adjusted the handle on the knife and touched the blade to Andy’s head. There was a brief flash of light and Andy fell silent inside his own body.

“That’s better” said Andy’s voice as he stretched and turned towards the mirror to admire his new form.

The bald man finished removing his clothes and picked up Sam. He stepped into the skin and pulled her legs up over his muscular thighs. Once his lower half was completely settled into Sam he sat on the edge of the bed and moved his rough hands slowly up and down her legs. As if satisfied by his new soft skin, he pulled her body up to his chest and slid one arm after the other into Sam. Again, he stopped to caress his new arms and feel Sam’s skin as it wrapped around him. Finally, he pulled her head over his and the skin closed down his new back. He stood and started to reach up to feel his new breasts as Sam spoke calmly inside her head.

“You’re the man form the alley, aren’t you?” said Sam

“I guessed you would be the smart one” said Sam’s voice. “No. Silly me, I am the smart one. I am you now and there is nothing that you can do about it.” Sam’s hands felt her breasts and slid down to her pussy where her left hand lingered and explored a little before she stretched out both arms and spun round.

“How did you find us?” said Sam.

“The knife. It gives off a kind of hum when it is used that my little friends can hear if they are close enough. We have been combing the city, street by street each night to find it. We got lucky. I’ve had to look for months at a time for it in the past. You clearly use it a lot, but you haven’t begun to tap into its potential. I’m sure you were aware enough to realise the blade can silence you and leave me to your body in peace. But as you seem rational, I quite like the feeling of your consciousness. As long as you don’t disturb me, I will let you watch. It will be fun knowing you are there and powerless to stop me from doing whatever I want to you or your tepid boyfriend”. Sam’s voice laughed in way she never had - she was a bit weird but not flat out psychopathic.

Sam thought her best move was to keep quiet and just see what she could learn from this man – he clearly knew the knife’s abilities.

“Now, where was I?” said Sam’s voice.

“You were about to find the sexiest clothes this human has and put them on, so I can rip them off you!” said Andy, almost drooling at the thought.

“Why Andy! What has come over you, my darling!” trilled Sam’s voice. “Alright, as it’s you, I’ll go and find something suitable.”

“Now let me see, where to look? This would be easier if I knew where I kept things. Hmmm, as your one of my better behaved passengers, I think I’ll take your memories”.

Sam’s hands picked up the knife from the dresser and twisted the handle a few times. She touched the knife to her temple and she felt an odd dizziness as her voice said;

“Ooohh. My, my I am a naughty girl aren’t I? And what a fabulous imagination! Oh and yes, I think I know exactly what I’m going to wear!”

Sam’s hands opened her lingerie draw and she selected a pair of blue satin briefs, her hands hovering over the matching bra. Her left-hand cupped underneath her boobs as if weighing them. She circled around her right breast and left the bra where it was.

“No, I don’t think I’ll be needing that. My breasts are perfect! Mmmm, that feels so good.”

Next Sam’s hands settled on a satin slip dress and she quickly put it on. Smoothing down the dress and feeling the soft silky fabric beneath his new slender fingers the man came up behind Andy’s body and slid Sam’s hands around his waist and down onto his rapidly growing cock.

“Now, then. Let’s deal with your little problem, shall we?” said Sam’s sultry voice.

“We can’t help it!” whined Andy’s voice. “To be fair there are two highly charged libidos in here, so it should be no surprise we are gonna go off like a rocket the first time we are in a new body.”

“I know. Now, let me get your arms out of the way.” Sam’s hands adjusted the knife once more and sliced both of Andy’s arms off at the shoulder. “I’ll be your arms and hands for the first time and give this cock a nice workout.” Sam adjusted the blade once more and touched each arm as they lay on the floor. She scooped up the now deflated arms and slid them on like long satin opera gloves, that quickly restored themselves to be Andy’s muscular arms, now neatly attached to Sam. Inside, Sam was storing up all the positions and new functions of the knife. She tried not to think of the possibilities in case this man could pick up on her thoughts.

Sam’s new hands enveloped Andy’s cock and began to move slowly up and down. Andy’s voice gave a low moan as the creatures inside were brought to the edge of a volcanic release of cum.

Sam’s hands relaxed their hold and eased off to prolong the feeling for the little creatures. Sam thought that this must be a well-worn routine for these three. She felt her left hand move behind her to gently caress her satin covered arse while her right hand re-started the hand-job.

It wasn’t long before Andy’s voice cried out as his cock spurted cum out all over the bedroom floor.

“Oh. You did need to get that out of your system, didn’t you, gorgeous?” teased Sam’s voice.

Sam felt herself being taken over to the bed. As she lay there, fighting the urge to ask questions until this man had enjoyed her body to the full, she wished she could stop her mind racing with wild ideas about what he would do with her. She felt her hands slide down the dress and lift up the hem to explore her now moist pussy. The fingers of her right hand slid inside, and she gasped without being able to stop herself.

“Mmm. That does feel good, doesn’t it?” she heard her voice say.

“Can we get our arms back now?” Whined Andy.

“No. I’ve had an idea.” Sam used the knife to undo her new manly arms and unpeeled them. she lay them on the bed, re-inflated them and then attached them to the side of her chest, just underneath her own. Andy’s hands moved up over Sam’s breasts and down the satin material towards her pussy. Sam’s own hands now took over fondling her breasts.

“Mmmm....this is so good. Wait a minute, yes, I think you’re right, Sam, what would it be like to have Andy’s cock as well? Come here you two.”

To Sam’s surprise Andy’s armless body complied with minimal grumbling. Clearly these two sidekicks knew better than to argue with the man currently inside her. Sam watched as her hands removed Andy’s cock and balls, lifted up the hem of her slip dress and carefully attached them to herself just above her clitoris.

Sam watched as her hands gently stroked Andy’s cock, while Andy’s hands alternated between her breasts and her soft, moist pussy. She could feel the huge tides of ecstasy crashing in with every move. This evil man inside her had clearly had many years of practice at this stuff. She rode the waves and tried to remember everything she’d seen with the knife.

Sam fought the tiredness. It must be dawn soon. She had no idea of the time, but she had to stay awake. If there was a chance she could get out of this, it would be when this man fell asleep.

To Sam’s dismay, her body rose from the bed and moved towards the shower. The man took great delight in showering her body, running both sets of hands all over her body as the hot water soaked away the sweat. They moved back into the bedroom. He picked out a silky nightdress and put it on. With a theatrical swirl, he smiled at the vison in the mirror and gave a contented sigh. At last Sam felt herself climbing into bed and settling down to sleep.

Sam waited what felt like an eternity before trying to move her own fingers. She nearly shrieked when they moved to her command. This was it, her only chance. She had to move fast and hope that Andy would pick up where she would have to leave off. She knew the knife was on the dresser, so she slowly and carefully eased her body out of the bed. She reached out her senses to see if the man inside her was waking.

Nothing.

She reached the knife, turned and slid it down Andy’s back. The creatures inside started to wake, but not fast enough as the knife struck twice more deflating them inside Andy. Running on instinct and panicking at the thought of the man waking at this crucial moment, Sam touched the knife to Andy’s back to re-inflate him with the little creature skinsuits still inside, gambling that they wouldn’t be able to do any harm to Andy. As Andy re-inflated she drew the knife down her front revealing the bloated stomach of the bald man. Just before her strength left her, she managed to start to pull the knife back in towards the man who was now waking to the horror of his dream ending so abruptly.

Andy took in the scene but was powerless to help with his arms still attached to Sam. Sam and the man’s skinsuits fell to the floor, one still inside the other. Andy looked around quickly to check if there was anyone else in the room. Satisfied they were alone, he started to untangle the man’s skin from his girlfriend with his feet. Once Sam was free of the intruder, Andy lay on the floor and managed to pick up the knife in his mouth. Carefully he wriggled round to where Sam’s lifeless skinsuit lay on the carpet. Andy touched the knife to her front and hoped against everything that Sam would be herself again.