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Includes non-canonical chapters from "The Book of Masks".
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Chapter #35

The New Tomboy

    by: rugal b. Author IconMail Icon
Would any of them go for that? No, you realize, probably not. Well Mike and Carlos might but Fairfax? He comes off as the kind of guy who has things planned out down to when he takes a piss and for how long. You can't imagine him doing well with having a monkey wrench this big thrown in at the last second and your constant waffling.

But as Jenny sits there, obviously having worked herself into a bout of self-pity, you keep thinking maybe you should ask. What actual harm is there in doing it? It's a bit like when you debated asking her to come out. If you ask and they say yes then that's great but if she says no? Well it's you and Fairfax and Mike and Carlos (one of them being a Beta) and Jessica Garner against her and between you five it shouldn't be too hard to get a mask onto her anyway.

But that could just cause too much drama and start this whole thing off on the wrong foot so you decide that it's best to just drop that thought. Soon enough Fairfax will call you in and then you'll be in your new home. So why do you feel a little bad about it?

"I'm sorry," you say to Jenny and though it comes out as an empathetic response to her problems it's more of an apology for what you're going to do.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for," she says. "God at this point I'd take the company of a tree stump."

"I'm better than a tree stump I'd think," you reply.

"Yeah, I guess so," she states and there's a slightly more positive expression on her face. "Maybe we should hang out more often though. You've got a nice little group here so that's cool."

"Yeah," you say with a nervous laugh. "That'd be nice. I never have much going on so, uh, yeah. I'm sure we'll be hanging out a lot more."

It's not too much longer before you get a text. You check your cell and it's from Fairfax. all done. carlos got jessica btw, it says. bring jenny and we can get things started for you.

You take a deep breath. Now or never, right? If you want to back out and bring in Jenny you can just send a text. But it's hopeless you realize. Everything's finalized. So with a grunt you push yourself up, scramble past Jenny and hop off the bed. "That was Fairfax," you tell her. "Looks like they have everything set up so we can head in now if you want."

"Sure," Jenny says as she herself hops down from the bed.

You close the tailgate behind her and head in. Fairfax is there and greets both of you. "I think you're going to like it," he says to her as he leads her to the unit, though there's a small aside to you when he says it. You trudge along behind them and jolt forward a bit as Jenny walks in, stops and then Fairfax makes sure to quickly grab her as she begins to fall.

* * * * *

"Oh man," Mike beams as the three of you -- that is Mike, Jessica and yourself as Beta-Carlos was sent home and Fairfax is putting the finishing touches on your mask -- look at the unconscious Jenny Ashton. "You're real lucky," he says. "She's low-key one fine looking girl."

"Thanks," you reply with a bit of confusion. "I wasn't really grabbing her for her looks specifically though."

"Yeah but it's a bonus," Jessica says in a very un-Jessica manner. "Dude trust me it's gonna be great!"

"You've only been Jessica for like ten minutes," you tell her.

"And if I'm liking it this much now what does that tell you," she grins. "So let's hurry up and undress her!"

"You're so obvious," Mike sarcastically declares.

"You too," she shoots back. "Are you practically going to cum yourself at her feet too?"

"Hey screw you, it's not like that," Mike says defensively.

"But he, or she I guess, is right," comes Fairfax's voice as he hands you your mask, the inside of which is now a dull gray color. "We have to get her out of her clothes soon because when the mask comes you're going to want to make sure your mask is on her and I don't think you'd want to risk getting her clothes messed up due to any size differentials."

Yeah, you're right," you tell him. "So yeah, just wait until the mask comes out and then put this on her afterwards and that's it?"

"Well you do still have to seal the mask but we've already told you how to do that," he states. "Actually, you'll need this too," he adds as he grabs one of those thin bands that, when first describing everything yesterday, he said copied someone's mind. "You remember how to get that onto the mask too, right?"

You give an affirmative and he seems pleased with that.

"Alright, I think I can handle it," you tell them. "So could you guys wait outside or something for a few minutes? You, uh, probably don't want to see my birthday suit."

"Not like we haven't," Mike says but Jessica nudges him.

"If he wants privacy then let the man have his privacy," she tells him. The three of them head outside leaving only you and the unconscious Jenny in the unit.

Her face is frozen in a state that looks to be somewhere between surprise and unconscious. Her eyes are half open as is her mouth. The rising and falling of her chest indicates that she's breathing but she's otherwise as still as a statue. With nervous hesitation you go about undressing her. First come her sneakers and then the jeans. You catch your breath as you catch sight of her panties, blue and white striped. More than that are legs that look stronger than you'd expect.

You avoid the temptation to rub them though as you remove her shirt leaving her only in her underwear. With even more nervousness -- you're practically shaking -- that comes off as well. Jenny Ashton lies naked before you and she's a site to behold. It's not just her legs but every part of her body looks stronger than you would have thought. You realize though that it probably makes sense. Jenny's a pretty active person so why wouldn't she be in good shape?

It really does hit you as you look at her that in a few minutes that will all belong to you. Those legs, that face, the perky but small breasts... all of it.

In anticipation you guess that it'd be a good idea to get yourself ready so you're quick to slip off your own clothes that you toss in a pile. Even though she can't see you, you think, you're still feeling very self-conscious as you wait until finally, mercifully, the mask comes out. What was it next? The band, that's right. So you place that on her forehead and while waiting get to work on sealing the mask the way you remember being told. It shines a nice blue once you're done.

It's not too long before the band appears and, again like you were told, you combine the two together. You grab your own mask that Fairfax had been working on and place it onto Jenny. You don't watch as her features change. It's not something you actually want to see. Instead you lay on your pack and look at the mask. Inside of it floats a name: JENNIFER ANNETTE ASHTON.

With a deep breath, you grit your teeth. The world goes dark as you place the mask to your face.

* * * * *

"I still can't believe this," you say in amazement. Your Beta has been sent home in your place and you've been Jenny for a good fifteen minutes now. It still feels utterly surreal and you're having trouble wrapping your head around it.

"I told you right," Jessica says with a large smile. "It's the coolest right?"

"It's definitely something." You sigh as you take a seat in one of the chairs. "Everything feels weird though. Like all of this, the unit itself, it seems bigger."

"Well duh," Mike chimes in, "you're smaller now."

"But I mean even ignoring that just moving without, you know, certain parts," you tell them. "Or having certain things added I guess."

"What are you complaining about? Jenny's tits are small," Jessica tells you.

Well of course she'd say that, Jessica's are a perfectly nice size. You feel something stirring in you as you think of it, envy? At Jessica Garner? Because of her boob size? But why would you... well okay that's not you, that's Jenny right? You have everything you need to be her so that would include the way she'd feel about her own chest in relation to her friend's.

"Well we need to make sure everything's good," Fairfax states before giving you a serious look. "Make sure the mental parts of the mask are functioning correctly. So to get those memories you're going to have to concentrate. It'll get easier over time but it takes a bit of effort when you first have it on. You should still be able to do it though, okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, okay," you reply distractedly.

Fairfax seems to let that pass though. He pulls out his phone and messes around with it. "Alright so this is all basic stuff from her Facebook so we can verify that it's right. First up: what's her birthday?"

"Um, July twentieth," you say.

God these are really basic aren't they?

"Okay, where does she live?"

"Twelve eighteen Maynard Road," you say. "It's a little road north of Harrison and part way between Jackson and King."

"So something harder," Fairfax continues. "What'd she do Sunday?"

"Sunday," you say. "Well there was lunch with Yumi, then the two of them met up with Cindy and Ellie to do a little bit of shopping at the mall even though Jenny gets bored of shopping."

"It checks out going by what she posted here," Fairfax says and there's a bit of astonishment in his voice. "I'm kind of surprised you picked up on it so fast but that's good. Maybe this stuff varies from person to person." He closes his phone and gives you a serious look. "We're going to try and get Eva out here next and see what we can do after that. If you're feeling confident you can go home if you want but it'd probably be better to stick around for a bit and give yourself time to acclimate further."

You have the following choices:

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1. Stick around

2. Head home

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