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Note: this is basically a sequel to my previous work "Tom as Emma". There are a couple spoilers for that one in here. But if you've read it or you don't care, let's get on with it then.
Emma Watson returned home after a long day. She was exhausted. she sat on the couch and ran through her short, brown hair. She then grabbed it and pulled down.
The mask slipped off of Tom's head and he tossed is aside. He ran his hand through his real hair. Tom had been posing as Emma for two years now. He had become a master of disguise and voices. He was well known among celebs. If you needed a fill in, he was your man.
As he casually and slowly unzipped the rest of the suit, he remembered that he had the day off tomorrow.
No fill-ins. "Emma" wasn't scheduled for anything. Perfect.
He peeled off the rest if the suit, balled it up, and tossed it on the mask.
He grabbed the paper to see if there were any parties or anything being held in town. Sure enough, the media was discussing a celebrity party going on.
The theme: fifties
"Well then. A celebrity party. I guess technically I am one. I can't just show up as Emma, though. Oh, no. With a theme like the fifties, I can express my disguise skill. It might even work as a marketing for me to get more appointments."
Tom got up and drove to the store where he usually got his disguises.
"Ah! Hullo, Tom! Who are we masquerading as this time, eh?"
"I actually have the day off tomorrow. I was wondering if you could make me a Marilyn Monroe suit. You think you could do that, Renaldo?"
"Could try. Pictures of her ain't that good quality. We'll do our best for our favorite customer, though."
"Thanks. I owe you one, Renaldo."
A few minutes later, Renaldo walked out of the back with the realistic Marilyn suit.
"Best we could do. Hope it works."
"Thanks, man."
At home, Tom unzipped the back of the suit. He pulled his hands through the arms and stepped into the legs. He pulled everything through and zipped up the suit tight. He took the mask and gently opened up the neck and pulled it over his head. He matched the base of the mask with the neck of the suit. He opened his eyes.
"Alright then. Time for a party." Tom said in a flawless imitation of Marilyn's voice.
Emma Watson returned home after a long day. She was exhausted. she sat on the couch and ran through her short, brown hair. She then grabbed it and pulled down.
The mask slipped off of Tom's head and he tossed is aside. He ran his hand through his real hair. Tom had been posing as Emma for two years now. He had become a master of disguise and voices. He was well known among celebs. If you needed a fill in, he was your man.
As he casually and slowly unzipped the rest of the suit, he remembered that he had the day off tomorrow.
No fill-ins. "Emma" wasn't scheduled for anything. Perfect.
He peeled off the rest if the suit, balled it up, and tossed it on the mask.
He grabbed the paper to see if there were any parties or anything being held in town. Sure enough, the media was discussing a celebrity party going on.
The theme: fifties
"Well then. A celebrity party. I guess technically I am one. I can't just show up as Emma, though. Oh, no. With a theme like the fifties, I can express my disguise skill. It might even work as a marketing for me to get more appointments."
Tom got up and drove to the store where he usually got his disguises.
"Ah! Hullo, Tom! Who are we masquerading as this time, eh?"
"I actually have the day off tomorrow. I was wondering if you could make me a Marilyn Monroe suit. You think you could do that, Renaldo?"
"Could try. Pictures of her ain't that good quality. We'll do our best for our favorite customer, though."
"Thanks. I owe you one, Renaldo."
A few minutes later, Renaldo walked out of the back with the realistic Marilyn suit.
"Best we could do. Hope it works."
"Thanks, man."
At home, Tom unzipped the back of the suit. He pulled his hands through the arms and stepped into the legs. He pulled everything through and zipped up the suit tight. He took the mask and gently opened up the neck and pulled it over his head. He matched the base of the mask with the neck of the suit. He opened his eyes.
"Alright then. Time for a party." Tom said in a flawless imitation of Marilyn's voice.
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Date night
Sam (a young blond woman in a sparkling dress) and Alex (a young, well groomed man in a suit) had just finished their meal at quite a fancy restaurant. Alex paid for their food with a smile. "So, who's going first?" He asked his girlfriend quietly. "Lets flip a coin, it will make it more fun" She replied, a fun smile on her face. From his pocket, Alex pulled out a coin, flipping it in the air and covering it as it landed on the back of his hand. "Call" he said "Heads for me, tails for you" As he moved his hand, he sighed. "Dam it, tails" Sam laughed victorious. "I'll be back in a moment" he said as he stood. "No you won't," She giggled. Alex entered the unisex bathroom, locking the door behind himself. "Ugh, why am I always first?" he muttered to his reflection. As soon as he said this, his hands darted to his face. Both gripped intensely as his skin stretched and deform. Down his back, a split began to open. Frizzy black hair began to burst from the back of his head as he continued to pull until eventually, his face fell forwards. Where his head once was was now the head of a dark skinned, frizzy haired woman. Her lips were painted black and her septum pierced. "I really enjoyed being him" She continued to split the suits back, pulling and tugging. His arms became empty and flaccid as she pulled hers out from his skin. Her black painted nails gripping onto him. Eventually, she had to lean on the sink as she pulled her legs out, revealing her high platform boots. "Ugh, that was harder than I expected" she said as she patted down her ripped shorts and tank top, as well and re-adjusted her breasts. From her back she pulled an old looking backpack. She quickly stuffed the empty suit in. As Alex walked up to their table, muttering could be heard from others, confused about the very differently dressed woman approaching someone else's date. "Ready to go beautiful" Alex said to Sam, offering a hand. "Yes I am" She replied as she took her hand and stood, "we do have a movie to catch" As the pair left, much muttering came from other restaurant patrons about the random woman and the poor man who'd been left behind. …. The movie had just ended. Sam (still in her sparkling dress) and Alex (now a female punk) walked out of the cinema with a smile. "That was amazing, I'd definitely go see it again" Sam said as she sipped what's left of her drink. "I know, that twist was amazing!" Alex continued. As they binned their rubbish, Alex checked the time. "Oh shit, I'd suggest you get changed Sam or we're gonna be late for the concert" "Shit, yea. Be back in a moment," Sam then kissed Alex before whispering "or maybe I won't" Sam headed for the bathroom. As soon as she entered the disabled toilet, she kicked off her heels. Then with the door locked, she began to slide her hand into her mouth and under her upper lip. Her hand could be seen wiggling under her face. Once she had loosened it enough, her face was lifted up and over one one underneath, as if it was a hood. With her other hand, she pulled down her lower lip, taking it off the strong shaped jaw underneath. "Ah, that's better" said the deeper voice of a red-headed man with a decently thick beard. The sight was odd, the body of a beautiful, busty woman in a sparkling dress, and the head of a strong jawed man. Her body deformed as her arms became empty as the man's fingers could be seen appearing from the neck hole. The suit's mouth is stretched wide as the buff man's body emerges from it. Now in the bathroom, there stands the man in a leather jacket and the empty suit of a blond woman. Sam opened the door a little. "Hey, Alex. Pass the bag" he said Alex handed him the bag, and after a moment he left the bathroom. "So then sexy, ready to go?" He asked "Hell yea I am. Let's go see 'Broken Zipper', I've been waiting all week" …. "WE'VE BEEN 'BROKEN ZIPPER', GOODNIGHT" yelled the band's singer as they ended their concert. The crowd went nuts. Alex was currently on Sam's shoulders, bare chested as she swung her top in the air. Sam grabbed her by the waist and lifted her down. Both of them thoroughly enjoyed the concert. "They were amazing, " she said as she slid her top back on. "I know! They are definitely the best Rock group currently" he said as they began to leave. As the pair made it outside, they decided to dip into a nearby alleyway. "Lets change again, I'm getting a bit warm under here" Sam said. "Yea, let's" agreed Alex. Alex grabbed her nose piercing and began to pull it down. It began to slide down her face like a zipper, causing her skin to split in two. From this split emerged a thin, brown haired man in his early 20's. He struggled a bit to climb out of clingy skinsuit, but eventually he was out. Meanwhile, Sam had opened a little tab hidden under his beard. His whole body began to sag and deflate. After a moment, his sagging skin was Barely holding on. From his mouth climbed a Chinese woman, also in her 20's. Both of them were in warm autumn clothes (jumpers and jeans). "Catch" said Alex as he tossed the empty punk skin towards Sam. She quickly caught it and shoved it in the bag, along with her suit. "Thank you so much for this wonderful date night. It's been so much fun" She said, giving him a little kiss. "Don't mention it, it's been spectacular," He said with a warm smile, "now let's get home before it gets too cold" His arm now over her shoulder, holding her tight to him. As they walked away, a small glint of silver could be seen on the back of both of their necks. ........ I hope you all enjoy this little story I made for Whozthat58's little contest. The characters also appear in my "Date night at the skate park" story Any comments or criticisms are welcome!
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Great work!