(Switching to 2nd Person POV.)
No, you realized that they were probably expecting you to use it on her. Besides, the chip was still embedded in your body, they would still find you.
After a moment of hesitation, a smile spread itself across Veronica's face, confirming your suspicions, they definitely wanted you to use it on her.
But, using it at the medical might not be a bad idea. Somehow, you thought you could remove the chip, one way or another. You needed the advantage if you were going to play this kind of game, especially with an organization that was able to set you up so easily. You needed to learn, and what better way is there to learn than to experiment?
"Alright Mister... Elias? I'm going to have to ask you to remove your clothes." A young lady with bright red hair said, looking at a clipboard.
Complying, you removed your jacket and placed it on a metal table in front, doing the same for your shirt. Your build was relatively modest, not too stocky, not too slim, just about in the middle. Of course, it needed to be that way, impersonations aren't all about your face and your voice. Body shape was incredibly important as well.
Spinning the black pen you'd been gifted in between his fingers, it was similar to an expensive pen you'd once been gifted by your wife.
Your real wife, Annabelle.
The plan starts now, you glanced at his hand, where Veronica had injected your hand with the chip. You have to get it out, and fast.
"Please lay down here." The nurse said, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Right, sorry." You reply, moving to the elevated examination table next to her.
Climbing up, you quickly lay down, concealing the pen under his waist. The nurse set her clipboard down. You knew there were guards still outside from when they'd "escorted" you here, and you'd need to get on with it discreetly, so as not to alert the rest of the bloody building. Luckily, you'd just been given the "ultimate disguise kit", according to the lovely Ms. Bell. In all honesty, you doubted disguise kits could get any more "ultimate" than what you'd worked with previously. There's a reason you were so renowned among the rich and powerful. When in your sights, their money couldn't help them very much.
Or so you thought. These people seem to know very much about you, and you don't know very much about them. What are they playing at?
Clearly, they value you, and they're trying to test you in more ways than one. They want to verify if you're as good as they say, but they also want to know if you're obedient. They'll soon find that the only thing you obey is the money.
You felt a cold hard object press against your chest, a stethoscope. The nurse began her examination and was listening to your heart and breathing.
After a few seconds, she removed it and checked something off on her clipboard, then proceeding to wrap the plastic of a sphygmometer around your arm, slightly raising it. Grabbing the plastic handle, she pumped air until ti was tight around your arm, you felt your own blood coursing through your veins.
Looking up and over, you saw the needle rising on the dial, everything seemed alright. Another check.
An eye exam was next, then an ear exam, then she examined the inside of your mouth. Jesus, this woman loves to examine things.
Everything seemed finished a few moments later, and you swung your legs off the table, sitting up.
"Alright, one more thing." The nurse said, retrieving a needle from a plastic casing inside a refrigerator, along with a bottle containing some yellow liquid.
"What is that..?" If there's one thing you hate more than failing, it's needles. A bit unprofessional but you try your best to hide it.
"A little something to keep you healthy." The nurse smiled, before testing the needle and moving towards you quickly.
She grips your arm, but you're faster, you slap the needle out of her hand before she injects you. It hits the floor, sending little splotches of yellow liquid about.
Looking back up to you in surprise, you grip her neck and press your thumb against her larynx, stopping her from breathing, and screaming.
"You probably know what's next, don't you sweetheart?" You say.
A pistol appears from underneath the nurse's uniform, and she smiles. You return the smile, grabbing your pen before she can shoot you and plunging it into her ribs, hitting the button as fast as possible. Instantly her entire body seems to just drop, the pistol clattering loudly on the floor. You hold her skin loosely by the neck and it's a few moment before you've realized what's happened. This pen.. That's what they meant by perfect disguise. It turned the woman INTO a disguise!
It's almost genius, and kind of twisted, but you're getting past that quickly. You're wondering to what extent does this "disguise" work? If it turned her into a disguise, it'll probably work damn well. You're running out of time, you soon discover, the guards heard the struggle and are knocking on the door.
You jump off the table and grab the skin quickly, noticing a long, thin slit running down the nurse's neck. The texture of this woman's skin is strange, similar to real skin, but like it was a mix between human flesh and.. bubblegum. No time for thinking, just act. You've got to stop the guards. Ripping open the slit, you shove your head through the opening and up the nurse's neck, quickly stretching her head over your own. Much like wearing a mask you discover, and you quickly get acquainted. Then the sensations start and you're taking over by a completely foreign feeling of melting and hardening. Your very flesh it melding itself into something new, you get up, the entire body of the nurse hanging from your neck. A nearby mirror hangs near a medicine cabinet and you move to inspect yourself. You tug downwards to adjust the mask as you inspect yourself in the mirror.
"Hello?! Is everything alright in there?"
"Shit." you whisper. Wait a minute, your voice.. It's the nurse's. This is fucking amazing.
An idea bubbles up to the surface in your head and you grin.
"Hold on a moment! Don't come in yet!" You yell to them, your voice is completely the same as hers.
You rip the mask from your head and fish off the woman's clothes. You don't know whether to be turned on by the skin of an adequately attractive woman or incredibly disturbed by it. Needlessly, you dismiss the thought and focus on putting it on. The slit runs down her entire back, down to her ass, you discover. Pulling it open, you step inside and quickly pull it over yourself. Your entire body melts and hardens, filling and tightening in places, dissolving and loosening in others. As you open your eyes, you're astounded by a new feeling. Inspecting yourself, you're shorter now, the nurse was about 3 inches or so shorter than you. But you've got a full pair of breasts, and they're full. Gripping them, they fill your fingers and you bite your lips, trying not to make noise.
Open the door now! Nurse! Open the goddamn door!
Oh shit. You hurry to pull on the nurse's undergarments as well as her uniform, running to the door, you unlock it. Your appearance is as you want it to be, confused, surprised, and rushed. The soldiers storm in past you and search for well, you. You're obviously not there, to their dismay.
"He's not here." One of them says.
"Where'd he go?" Asks the other.
"He got out through one of the air vents." You lied.
"Shit, tell Security, we need to find this fucker and fast." Says the one looking down an air duct.
You smile to yourself, concealing it as you look at your shoes. A guard turns back to you and says something.
"You alright? Did he hurt you in any way?" He asks.
"Choked me, I pulled my gun on him but he still got away." You say, at least now it's the truth.
"Alright, well, get checked out. We're having this room sectioned off for inspection." He says.
Nodding, you promptly grab your pistol, her pistol, and leave, already having concealed your lovely new pen in your shirt pocket.
Heading to the women's bathroom, you figure it'd be a good place to get some solace before your next move. You pass by a few friendly nurses on the way, you don't know them but they obviously know you. A couple friendly greetings and you arrive at the bathroom. Opening the door, you shut it behind you and walk to a stall. Looking around, the place is well kept and sparkling. There's nobody else in here, you discover, after inspecting each stall discreetly. You lock the bathroom door and move to a mirror. There are probably hidden cameras for all you know, so you won't "undress" here. You need to get out of the building.
Gotta' ditch the old job, you can't recover the chip anyway, that section's being cut off. But wait.. you can impersonate anyone down to their DNA. What's stopping you? All you need is a way in.
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