This choice: A body swap? That's immoral! • Go Back... "Chelsea," you say, "that sounds like a good idea and all--"
"Great!" Chelsea exclaims happily. "I'm so glad you agree Will! So then tomorrow I'll talk to Yumi and invite her out here to make the swap," she chirps. "So you just make that mask up, bring it over tomorrow and everything will be peachy."
"But it's not going to be peachy because I'm not going to do the swap," you tell her.
"You're," she looks at you completely stunned. "But why?" she asks and there's a whine in her voice that makes you cringe a bit.
"B-because," you stutter out because now that it's thrown back you suddenly find it very daunting to try and tell Chelsea Cooper why you're not going to do something she wants you to do. "Because it's wrong!" you exclaim. "We just... we take Yumi or Cindy or whoever and just... and I take their life?"
"But we know it's only temporary!" she whines.
"But even still that's wrong don't you think? I mean like if Caleb had used that mask on you or I used a mask on you to take your life for a few days then how would you feel?"
"Will! You wouldn't," she sniffles. "I'm just trying to help you out you know?"
"A-a-and I appreciate it Chelsea, I really do!" you backtrack defensively. "And I wouldn't steal your life like that I promise, but it's just an example. But you're kind of proving my point too if you're worried that I could; this can be kind of dangerous. This can be abused really easily."
Chelsea looks down and scrunches her face up and you were a betting man you'd say that she's now seen the error and the danger of this line of thought and is seriously reconsidering her actions. But it's a good thing you're not a betting man.
"Look Will, I understand what you're saying but this is the best option," she says with determination. "You're so worried about something going wrong and people abusing it but I think you're just being paranoid. If I wanted to do something to you I would've just done it. And all of these other things have worked right? So why wouldn't this new one?"
All you can think is that she's really determined to have you do this swap. But now you're starting to doubt yourself because Chelsea, much as you hate to admit it, is right to an extent. Everything with the book has worked so far... but that doesn't mean everything will work.
"Look, Will, I'll prove to you that it'll be fine," she coos reassuringly.
"And how are you going to do that?" you ask.
"I told you already," she replies softly but with just a hint of frustration, "we'll get some asshole. We're going to use them to prove that this stuff that you made is harmless and then we'll go from there. How does that sound?"
It's as if Chelsea was only half-listening to anything you had been saying and what bits she did hear immediately flew out of the other side of her head. She's obstinate and is going to do what she's going to do and it seems as if you're merely along for the ride. That and you assume that since she's now aware of this stuff that there really is nothing stopping her from using it on you if you don't go along with her.
So despite whatever reservations you have you resign yourself. "Okay," is all you can mutter.
"Great!" she exclaims. "Okay so just come up to the loft tomorrow at... what do you have free? When's your lunch?"
"Um, well, my lunch is during fifth," you can only meekly reply.
"Alright, well then meet me up there at lunch and we can get this done!" she continues to chirp. "You'll see Will!"
* * * * *
remember the loft @ 5th period. seeya!
That's the text that greets you when you check your phone in the morning. Jeez, is Chelsea really that enthusiastic about swapping you into Yumi or Cindy or whoever you wonder? Well that's still a ways off anyway. You'll be up there testing the new mask to make sure that stuff works and its to your own surprise that it's a completed mask and that you have your dad to thank for it.
When he'd saw what you had been working on he'd naturally begun grilling you on just what it was. He wasn't satisfied with "art project for a friend" and he was certainly not satisfied with the hours put into it for nothing. So he'd marched you into the garage, handed you a buffer and stated as a man you should know about equipment like this before heading back inside.
To your shock it actually did seem to make the process go by much more quickly and in about an hour and a half at the longest you'd had both masks -- the one Gordon had started and the one you'd made earlier when testing stuff -- fully polished.
So it's with this that you go through most of the first half of school until fourth period ends. You don't even tell Caleb that you've got somewhere you need to be and you won't be joining him, instead you just make a mad dash towards the gym. You're not sure what classes are using it fifth but thankfully it's the transition period between classes so you're able to get up into the loft with little issue.
"So do you have it?"
Those are the first words out of Chelsea's mouth as she stares at you, hands on her hips, expectantly. It takes you a second to realize she's talking about the mask. "Ah, yeah here it is," you say with no real enthusiasm. You dig through your backpack, pull it out and hand it over to her.
"This is nice," she says as she turns the mask over.
"So why not use the stuff on the mask of Gordon?" you ask as you take it back from her and apply the band to it. "Why go through the trouble of a new mask?"
"Insurance," she says in a tone that's both serious and proud. "I said we were getting some asshole so if something happens then it's not a problem. Gordon's mask isn't ruined."
"Wait if something happens?" you ask. "But you were the one saying--"
"I know and it'll be fine," she interrupts, "but we should be prepared just in case right?"
"So where is Gordon anyway?" you ask as you finish attaching the band. You turn back to see Chelsea with a rather smug look on her face as you hand the mask back to her.
"Getting us that asshole," she says. "We have bullshit classes this period so if we can skip with no problem. This is a little more important than some dumb class about raising a family right?"
"Okay so who's coming up here?"
Chelsea just smiles. "Oh I had all morning to think and I found someone good," she says. "You'll like it, Will; trust me."
Almost as if on cue the door bursts open and someone, with Gordon towering behind them, comes in. You barely have time to register who it is before Chelsea takes the mask, walks up and practically, needlessly even, jams it on their face.
* * * * *
You sit up and your companion likewise follows suit. You're up in the fuck room completely naked as is your companion. It's just around one in the afternoon and you can spit it in Caleb's face that you're no longer a virgin. Sienna Goldman, who also has fifth period lunch, saw to that. She saw to it because she's wearing a mask of herself affixed with a bit of that goop that you put inside her mask that leaves her under Chelsea's control.
Sienna Goldman.
That's who Chelsea had picked out. She's a bitch, Chelsea had said. She's constantly talking bad about the cheerleaders, spreading bad rumors about people like Steve Patterson and worst of all is friends with that cunt (as Chelsea so helpfully emphasized) Andrea Varnsworth. So in Chelsea's eyes this made her the ideal guinea pig for this experiment and it turned out to have worked perfectly. Chelsea had whispered something into Sienna's ear and then said she and Gordon would get out of here.
She said to take as much time as you need to get to know Sienna, take the rest of the school day if need be, and then text her when you're done because she and Gordon would make sure nobody went up there otherwise.
That's when Sienna had come over and told you that Chelsea said the two of you needed to know each other intimately and that she should do what she can to make you happy. Really that as long as it was the two of you up here that she should listen to you and do what you want.
You hadn't meant for her to really give you a blow job, you'd only said that as a joke but before you knew it she had knelt down, pulled down your pants and that was how you'd gotten your first bit of head. At that point there was nothing left to lose so you decided "fuck it" and told her you wanted to go all the way.
"So did you like it?" she asks.
"It was great," you reply earnestly. "What about you? You liked it, right?"
"I... yeah, it was great," she says and the false enthusiasm is obvious to you.
"Was I that bad?" you ask dejected.
Sienna just leans over and drapes her arms over your shoulders. "For a virgin I sure as shit have had worse," she says to cheer you up. "Don't worry about it. We can keep going if you want, practice makes perfect and all."
You turn your head and give her a kiss. "So what if I wanted you to be my girlfriend? Would you have to do that?"
"Chelsea did say to make you happy," she sighs. "Not trying to sound disappointed. It's just having to take orders from that cunt is fucking weird. But yeah, if you wanna date then I guess I'm cool with it. Is that what you want?"
But you hold off on answering her. Instead you're focused on the fact the mask work. The thing actually worked! So with this you could swap with Yumi... but you're having second thoughts about that. You'll do a swap but with Yumi? She's a friend, you think, so do you want to just do that to her? Maybe you'll go with someone else.
Or if Chelsea wants Yumi to help you she can just put one of these masks on her.
Or if she wants Yumi to help then she can swap with Yumi herself. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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