A face you can trust

 A FACE YOU CAN TRUST

Everyone loved Alison.

She was a girl you could trust - an impeccable student at school, a faithful friend and a loyal girlfriend. She was loving and kind and generous.

Alison helped out at the local charity shop, she went to church on Sunday and she babysat for half the street. Everyone loved her.

Being with her was like a dream come true. Your heart swelled with love everytime you were together and you never got tired of being with her.

One day you were walking home together through the swirling golden leaves - laughing and joking together - when from behind a tree stepped a sinister figure.

It was Kelly - Alison's former bully from school. She was a spiteful little bitch - pretty and once popular. But as everyone had grown up and schools and cliques became a thing of the past - she soon realised no one really liked her.

Kelly had been a big fish in a little pond, but now she had nothing left. The world had moved on. The girls who had once been her friends out of fear had left town and her former victims had all gone on to be happy and successful.

She had nothing now.

In her hands Kelly held a twig from a yew tree carved with dark runes. Advancing towards you she grinned nastily as Alison looked at you for help.

"Keep away from us," you commanded sternly. "We aren't at school anymore - leave Alison alone and move on."

"Oh... I'll leave Alison alone soon enough," giggled Kelly. "Right after I've got what I wanted."

Darting forward she tapped Alison hard on the head with the twig and it splintered and disintegrated into dust. Alison's eyes rolled up into her head and you watched in horror as her body began to deflate and empty out.

"No! What have you done?" you screamed.

Kelly laughed as Alison crumpled to the floor in a pile of clothes. She appeared to have turned into nothing more than an empty skin.

"If you had told me five years ago that I would be jealous of Alison Grey, the biggest loser in school - I would have bitch slapped you. But turns out being a goody goody has it's advantages. Everyone hates me and loves Alison. That's why I'm going to become her and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

"No!" you gasped as Kelly tore off her clothes and threw them into a bush. Unashamedly naked she picked up the loose Alison skin and began to climb inside.

"Mmmmh, now it really IS too late loser," she giggled as she wiggled inside her victim and snapped the tight soft skin over her body. "Fuck... this little bitches body feels damn good."

Alison's tiny tits didn't fit over Kelly's properly. The bully tugged and pulled them into place - leaving Alison's body with permanently larger breasts as the skin snapped tight.

"Looks like Alison is getting some upgrades," laughed Kelly as she pulled your girlfriends face into place over her own and groaned in pleasure.

"Mmmmh that's it bitch, give me your body."

The seams sucked and sealed and in moments, only Alison stood before you. Well Alison with bigger tits and an uncharacteristic smirk on her face.

Admiring her new body, Kelly began to dress in Alison's clothes. "Ugh, I'm gonna need to get a whole new wardrobe. Nothing too obvious of course, I don't wanna ruin my new perfect reputation too much."

"Th... this can't be happening. You can't just steal someone else's life."

"Sure I can," laughed Kelly. "Mmmmh, all of Alison's memories are mine now so impersonating her will be easy. Everyone will think I'm little miss goody goody, when actually inside it's me."

Grabbing you by the hand and dragging you into the trees Kelly laughed as she pushed you against a tree trunk and whipping down your pants began to pump your dick.

"I can see this is all a shock to you... but let me show you the advantages to letting me become Alison."

Sinking to her knees she winked at you and began to suck. You groaned as your new corrupted girlfriend gave you the best blow job you'd ever had.

******

Three years later and Alison was now your wife. Things had moved fast - and you found yourself in a relationship with a manipulative and dominating woman.

Everyone still thought Alison was an angel and the bitch inside her used that to her advantage.

You often wished you were strong enough to stand up to her - but as you watcher her writhe on the bed in designer lingerie - you knew you were her slave.

"Cheating on you with multiple guys? Why baby... I'm shocked. You know I would never do that. This is a face you can trust!"



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