Replacing Her

"So how you feeling now girl? Can I play a convincing you or what?!" The thief said to a terrified Melissa. She struggled a bit and let out a muffled yell, but she knew it was no use. Of all the kidnapping stories she's heard, nothing was ever like this.

Over the course of an agonizing 5 hours. Melissa was tied up in her own closet by a man, a man she had seen throughout the town on occasion but never thought anything of it. He was around her age, but he dressed a little scraggily and seemed a bit down on his luck. Nonetheless though, Melissa didn't think the guy was ever capable of whatever this was.

When he had tied her up and gagged her. He more or less left her alone, he did however laugh to himself evilly and say some things under his breath. A few of which Melissa heard, and one was "I can't wait to take over this bitch's life for good."

After a while, he put together a little outfit on the bed from her clothes. It was a bright red matching lingerie set that Melissa's boyfriend had gotten for her.

He then walked back over to her, Melissa cowered back and tried to scream and kick him. But it was no use, he easily slid off her grey shorts and stood back up.

Confused but relieved, Melissa watched as turned around and reached into his pocket. Whatever he pulled out, he seemed to touch it to her shorts.

"this is where the fun begins." He laughed.

Over the course of the next 30 minutes, Melissa watched as he grew shorter, his butt grew wider and bigger, his body shape became that of an hourglass, and most shockingly of all his hair grew longer and changed into the exact shade of pink that hers was. When he turned back around, Melissa was speechless.

Standing before her was an exact copy of her own body. He was her, there was no mistaking it.

He balled up her shorts and tossed them over into the far corner of her room.

Walking back over to her and bending down. His loose clothes falling off him and he smiled while reaching up to cup his newly formed breasts.

"Gotta say, while you are lacking in the chest department, these are pretty sensitive." He said in her voice, letting loose a sensual moan as he dug his hands into them.

"Ok now for part two. I wonder how easy it will be to seduce your boyfriend with this frame. Ha, who am I kidding. It'll be a cinch. Now just sit by and watch girl. Everything will be over soon."

Melissa was petrified as she watched him get undressed and masturbate on her bed. He seemed to know exactly where her best spots were on her own body too as he came again and again.

"Hoo man! Your memories don't do the pleasure justice Melissa! Who knew your body's orgasms were so good! It's been fun and all, but now this is where you and I begin to part ways." He said, walking over and closing the closet door.

He went back to her bed and slipped on the lingerie set he had laid out earlier. Turning on the music and laying down sexily on the bed, awaiting her boyfriend David.

It was just as easy as he said it would be, and Melissa cried as she watched David fuck the copy of her body over and over. Occasionally the guy would turn to look at her in the closet, smiling, winking, or just staring at her and mocking her silently with her face, and loudly as he writhed in pleasure.

Eventually David left to go back home after the two had gone to the living room to watch a movie.

Melissa heard the door shut to her apartment and the man swayed back in, wearing her shorts and David's shirt.

He threw his shirt he was wearing earlier at her, it hit her leg, and Melissa felt a sharp but quick sting. Something clattered to the floor from within the shirt, but she couldn't tell what it was.

The man walked over calmly wearing gloves and picked up the shirt, feeling it for a second before turning back around and taking something out. He walked away and then came back with the rest of his clothes. Tossing them at her.

"You're going to need these in a bit girl," he smiled evilly "but I'm going to let you go and give you a five minute head start."

By now Melissa could feel her body beginning to shift and mold itself into the man's body. She could even feel her hair starting to recede. Terrified as she came to the conclusion of what was happening, Melissa just listened to what he had to say.

"Once you're done changing fully, I suggest you start running. There's a bus station near here and I'll give you some cash to use it," he said, dropping a ten dollar bill on the floor near her "as soon as I untie you, the clock starts ticking. I will have already called the cops by then anyways, so either you run, or well, you run." He said, laughing.

Michael watched Melissa clumsily sprint away from his new bedroom window. In a few minutes the cops would be here and he would give them the direction she went. He was lucky to get out when he did, but doing this for so many years he knew how these situations played out, especially when a previous body he was in was wanted for a crime he committed while he was them. It had been a long time since he had been a woman though, and he had the Medallion Of Zulo to thank for it too.

"Oh speaking of," Michael said as he reached into his pocket.

Only, it was empty.

His eyes shot open and he quickly took off his pants, shaking the shorts to try to find it.

"Oh fuck. No no no no! I was so careful! I was so goddamn careful!"

As with all cases, everyone's stint with the Medallion Of Zulo must end as the sought after necklace mysteriously disappears at any random moment.

[Requested by Miteyhawk]