Full Moon High: the Strange Tale of Dr Jekyll and Miss Hyde
Chapter 6: Jackie in my Head; Careful, Hydes are Contagious
Back in Jaqueline's Lab
Jaqueline paled as she still looked at the screen, as the words that flashed, HYDE FACTOR ACTIVE. If this was flashing it only meant one thing: the persona Jackie Hyde was somewhere still in her. She got out of her seat, nearly toppling down as she backed away, sweating in terror at the idea. She almost tripped on the chair, if not for the fact she stumbled back on the work table, leaning on the desk edge. The whole room felt it was spinning for poor Jaqueline, as all this came crashing down on her. She thought the transformation was a full-blown once-in-a-lifetime side effect. But now it was permanent and that everything was changed for her at the worst… it just felt too unreal.
She looked to her right and saw the remaining vials of the Hyde formula she had fabricated. The light green vials containing more that could make more if she continued to let it stand. 'If Jackie's an indication that this could happen again, then if someone else were to drink it…' and paled at the realization that if it were someone like say Roland Zellinski, or that greaser jerk that tried to hit on her, Clarence "Buddy" Repperton…
Jaqueline covered her mouth, as her cheeks puffed up. She looked around frantically until she spotted a trashcan. She ran up to it, and immediately…
BLECH!
She managed to blow chunks all into it. Jaqueline got back on her knees, rubbing her forehead from sweat and her mouth from residue of her 'intestinal evacuation'. She weakishly heaved, "I can't… I can't let this continue." She shakingly got back onto her feet, as she wobbled a little, walking to the mirror instinctively, as she mumbled, "I-I need to destroy the formula. Hide my journal, and then figure out a way to isolate and destroy…."
Who, me?
Jaqueline paled at hearing that familiar voice: that same voice she heard from her dreams. The dream from last night where she met face to face…
But then she went wide eye, as she saw her reflection… and saw Jackie Hyde in her place. Smiling a scheming smile at her.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Jaqueline screamed out, back away and heading for the garage door. It was open so she immediately ran out of there, heading for the apartment building again.
However, she should have closed the door, as a shadow walked close to the opening.
Jaqueline's Room
The door slammed open, as she ran in and closed the door as equally forceful. She kicked her spare Mary Jane shoes off, as she ran to the kitchen section of her apartment, and drew a glass of water. She gulped it all down, and did another one, until she held her third glass, only 1-8th full this time. Jaqueline sighed, as she leaned on the counter, her back meeting it while she still cradled the glass in her hands, and sighed hanging her head down allowing her hair to cover the sides of her face.
What's the matter, Jaqueline? Having a bad end of the day?
Jaqueline gasped as shot up, dropping the glass as it clonked on the floor spilling the rest of its contents. Jaqueline whipped around, as she spoke out, "Wh-who? Who…?"
You really thought that one night was the end of me, didn't you? Just a temporary side-effect and it would be over? Yeah right.
Jaqueline shook her head, as she whimpered, "But you don't exist anymore! You're just…!"
Just what? I'm not a case of the sniffles! And I don't roll over just because some whimpy repressed little tart who wanted to give herself a makeover tries to cut me out of them simply because they don't like that aspect of themselves!
"YOU'RE NOT ME!" Jaqueline screamed out, collapsing onto her knees in the puddle on all fours.
You're right, I'm not you.
But then Jaqueline opened her eyes, as she looked at the puddle, seeing Jackie's reflection as it spoke to her, I'm the 'you' you want to be. Jaqueline paled at that, as Jackie went on. In truth, you got a taste of it when you first transformed, getting lost in the pleasure and lust. Be honest, it wasn't all that bad. She then smirked in the reflection, That, and you loved the new bod it came with: a slender sexy body, long legs, thin waist, nice firm and sexy butt, long flowing black hair…
As Jackie continued to mentally describe her own appearance, Jaqueline didn't notice what was happening to her at the moment. While she was being distracted, Jaqueline's hair was turning night black… while her front bangs were becoming red, along with her eyes turning yellow.
And not to mention a rack most girls would kill to have, and guys would die to get smooshed, fondle, and feast on… even some girls too. Jaqueline shook her head, as she interrogated the mental reflection, "Alright, what the heck are you trying to get at?! What's the point in describing yourself to me?! I already know what you look like!"
Jackie smirked, I just needed you to get a mental image again… for this, and then faded to show Jaqueline's reflection… as she was changing.
Jaqueline gasped at this as she grabbed her hair and saw it was Jackie's hair, and saw that her brown eyes had become yellow… like Jackie's. To her horror, she looked down at her hands and saw her peach flesh skin turning chalk white. She sat up on her legs and saw her body beginning to grow and fill out, as well as her chest.
She hugged herself, as she stumbled back onto her feet, crying out, "NO! Not this agaiii…."
She crashed back onto the floor, her clothing beginning to tear and shrink as it did the night before. Jaqueline cried out in stifled gasps until finally, her voice deepened and changed from gasps of pain to gasping moans of pleasure. Until finally, Jaqueline whipped up in a sexy sitting position, and flipped her hair back, revealing Jackie was back in the game.
The Hyde girl stood back up, pulling her hair back as she sighed, "Whew. Finally. I thought she'd never let her imagination get me back."
She then walked over to Jaqueline's bed and looked upon the bags and bags of new clothing. She then smirked, as she grabbed the collar and skirt of Jaqueline's clothing that managed to stay on her, and ripped them off, "Alright, time for a new look."
A few moments later, Jackie was putting the finishing touches on her new look. She was sporting a skintight sleeveless red turtleneck shirt that clung to her, with a zipper going from her neck to below her bellybutton. She was sporting black jeans that clung to her legs and butt, with a black belt strapped around her waist, and another one around her right thigh connected to a chain. She had black fingerless gloves on, and to finish her look, she grabbed a leather jacket that showed her midriff.
She looked down at herself in the bathroom mirror and smirked, touching up on her hair, which she left to leave out flowing free. "It's a good thing I managed to have some kind of control on that Jaqueline's mind," she told herself in amusement. "Otherwise, I would have gone clubbing in nothing but an Amazon rip bikini again."
What Jaqueline or Mari didn't realize is that it seemed a split personality often had the power to influence the other in some ways. In this case, Jackie had a way to subliminally tell Jaqueline to get some clothing in her size, as well as some daring stuff. Though she let Jaqueline have her own clothing, it wouldn't matter if Jackie remained control. Though she did have a theory: if Jaqueline imagined Jackie in some way in a physical description, it would be like a thought that couldn't be helped but thought out. Much like not trying to think about something scary or perverted, but in the end… How could you not think about it? And apparently, it was the perfect trigger for a transformation, and gave Jackie the chance to take the reigns again.
She looked down at her feet, as they were still bare, and sighed, "Though I wish they had girl shoes about my size."
"Alright, now for the crunches!"
Jackie blinked as the voice next door caught Jackie's attention, as she turned towards the door and went wide eyed. She leaned towards the door, and heard grunting sounds. Just hearing Mari doing sit-ups like that made the Hyde smile in a rather scheming way.
"Well, I guess I could stay here for the night," Jackie smirked, as she walked towards the door leading out the hallway. "Besides, Mari and I have some unfinished business that I wanna continue. And knowing her, she wants to start where we left off."
Next Door
Mari's Apartment
Linking her bare feet underneath her bed, Mari was still in her crunching workout. She was wearing a red spandex workout under armor set with orange trim. Despite her lack of breasts, Mari was in physical condition and looked awesome in it. Her flat tight stomach bending with every sit-up she did, along with the glistening sweat drenching on her body even made her more irresistible to both sexes: male and female alike. But Mari's mind was focused on her daily workout routine… but also on someone else.
KNOCK, KNOCK!
Mari stopped as she clung to her legs to look at the door, and asked, "Who is it?"
"An old friend come by to say hello."
Mari blinked at that, as she got up, grabbing a towel to dry herself off, and draped it around her shoulders. She walked over to the door and opened, as she asked, "Hello?" But then froze in place, as she was greeted by someone she didn't think would be possible to see.
There, leaning on the door frame, with one leg behind her, and using her left arm to lean on above her head with her right resting on her hip… was Jackie Hyde. She was smiling at the stunned Hispanic girl, as she winked, "Remember me, Mari?" But then Jackie looked a little confused, as Mari didn't do or say anything, "What? You look like you've seen a…"
But then she became surprised, as Mari jumped at her and buried her face in her bosoms. The Hyde smirked at this, "Hehehe, Well that's one way to say hello. So are we just gonna stand here all night?"
Mari lifted herself out, as she smiled, "Sorry... I just had to be sure... You were real." She hopped off the 7 foot female giant, and escorted her in, "Please come in."
the two entered the sweaty-smelly apartment, as Jackie closed the door behind her, "Thanks."
Mari escorted her to her bedroom, much to Jackie's delight, as she smirked, 'Boy, she wants to start fast.' Once they were in, the two jumped on the bed, sitting down next to one another, as the two looked longingly at each other.
Mari smiled, and innocently said in a shy tone, "I... I really missed you, Jackie. I thought I'd never see you again..."
Jackie was a bit surprised to see this side of Mari. She was never this bashful, as she blinked, "Really? I'm glad I could leave such an impression." She then noticed that Mari was looking sad as she sat up. "You okay, Mari-kins? You know worrying too much is bad for the skin."
Mari shook her head, as she looked at her, "It's just... Ever since the night we first met, I... I've never felt like this before... I mean sure I've slept with lots of great men and women usually ranked at nine or even ten. But they all didn't feel... Right. It was like I was trying to fit my hand in a great set of clothing seen on famous models that were too small for me." She looked up to Jackie, as she confessed, "You're different though... Everything about you is different from all the others. You're immense strength yet gentle touch, your kind words, and the way you held me that night we met..." she hugged herself herself from the memory. "I can never forget it even if I tried my hardest to..."
Jackie sat up, as she blinked, arching an eyebrow, as she looked to her, and asked, "Wait. What are you saying?"
Finally, after holding it in, Mari finally blabbed out to her, "What I'm saying is, I… I love you, Jackie." And then planted a big kiss onto the Hyde's lips.
Jackie didn't back off on it, as she melted right into it, but Mari pulled back, looking a little embarrassed, as she admitted, "I'm sorry. I don't even know what I'm doing."
But then Jackie held her close, as Mari was taken back, as Jackie smiled to her, "What your heart and libido have been telling you to do for a long time." She then pinned Mari to the bed, as she towered over the girl, "Mari. I may be looking for my forever guy. But for now… I found my forever girl."
Taking time to savor the moment, the titanic pale amazon smiled down at Marie, allowing her hands to slide up her new lover's body, sneaking their way under her spandex top and brushing softly against her skin. To her credit, Mari didn't move and merely grabbed Jaqueline's arms and began to run her fingers along every contour she could find. The pair smiled and savored this brief moment before the white goddess leapt forward and began to kiss Mari with a furious passion allowing her body to rest against hers. Mari of course, took full advantage and grabbed a hold of Jackie's buttocks locking their hips together as their two bodies intertwined and writhed against one another: Mari indeed soon begun to feel overwhelmed by the sensation, as it was more than she could ever imagine.
Letting off a soft moan as Jackie nibbled her neck slowly reached up and haphazardly tried to find the knot in Jackie's makeshift top, taking her time to explore her well-toned back and shoulders she had never felt anywhere else. Indeed, Jackie eclipsed every person, boy and girl, Mari had ever had the pleasure of indulging. By the time one of her hand had managed to finally grab a hold of the knot, Jaqueline had already begun to playfully grind her hips against Mari, causing both girls to go a little weak as they let out a sigh of pleasure. Still as her arm went weak from this disarming action, Mari managed to pull the cloth away allowing Jackie's colossal chest to bounce free, her two large and round mountains jiggling high on her chest as Jackie sat back, slowly moving her torso from left to right to give her lover a good look.
Jackie had to admit as she run her own hand over her chiseled waist and flipped her hair back with a sake of her head, that Marie's current wide eyed hungry grin bought a shiver to the Hyde's body, a shiver she was willing to satisfy.
"What did you do to get like that," the Hispanic girl managed to breathe as she tried to sit up and run her hand over Jackie's abs.
Jackie though with the gentlest of motions waved her arm and forced to collapse onto the bed while she began to roll up her spandex training top, "Let me show you."
Slowly but surely, Jackie began to peel back the top and leaning down inspected Mari's own rather flat stomach, true it was nowhere near hers, but to Jackie's enrapt emotions it was like a good meal. And then Jackie did something she had yet to do with anyone in her short time as a Hyde: she licked her friends abs and instantly felt a soft tingle go up her spine. Jackie felt exhilarated in performing the act, it was new and exciting and… gross.
'Huh that was weird?'
Still sitting up again Jackie licked her lips looking down at the girl bellow her who was panting slightly herself with her eyes closed. "Please, again," she moaned grabbing the Hyde's arm and trying to drag her down.
But yet while Jackie felt her mouth twitch into a smile, and her lips form the words "okay, but you would be better with salt," her body refused to budge. And try as she might Jackie began to sit further up, rather than lean back towards the girl who was practically begging her for it.
And it was then Jackie heard the voice: a voice so soft it was just beyond hearing. However it was slowly getting louder like a soft droning and within her mind the words began to form.
NO, NO, NO, NO, No, No, NO!
Jackie sat back up. She was now wide eyed as she felt another entity take over her, and in that split second of surprise and shock Jaqueline was back in control, causing the giant Hyde to dive off the bed and practically crawl on all fours towards the on suite bathroom that she and Marie shared. Jaqueline managed to catch the desperate words of her friend calling after her, but they were blurred out against the pounding of blood in her ears, and the severe guilt that was her, now wrestling against the carnal pleasure of Jackie who was now pushing back, and screaming at her, 'BITCH, BITCH, BITCH, BITCH!'
But with all her might Jaqueline dragged her Hyde form into the bathroom with just enough time to slam the door, before she heard Marie desperately pound against the wood, pleading with her like mad. And now alone, apart from her friends pleading shrieks, Jaqueline, fastened the lock and let herself slide down onto the tiles her face in her hands: one question dominating her mind as tears washed over her face.
What had she become?
But as the thoughts began to overwhelm her Jackie felt the pressure within her head begin to wane. Jaqueline had struck too early, too soon, and her resistance was slowly beginning to wane. For all her intelligence Jaqueline was never very adaptable, she hadn't watched and waited like Jackie, acting out of a predatory nature to take her down: no Jaqueline was coming at her like a frightened anima, whose fight or flight instinct had turned to fight for the first time: and she was woefully unprepared.
KNOCK IT OFF, JACKE!
Immediately, Jackie bolted up, groaning. Mari blinked at what was going on, "Jackie? Are you…?"
But Jackie ran out of the room, leaving Mari unfinished and confused, "Jackie, wait!"
Jaqueline's Room
Bathroom
Jackie ran in the bathroom, as she groaned, looking at the mirror. But as she did, much like before, Jackie saw Jaqueline standing in place of her reflection.
"You're not doing this... there is no way I am you!" The reflection appeared to stamp her foot as it banged against the glass, the words of the girl screaming within her head. "Mari is like a sister t-to, t-to... t-to... me! I-I... I-I would never... n-never... want-t-t to..."
Jackie smiled her other half was once again losing her grip, try as she might her diminutive self was slowly beginning to fade back into her subconscious, as Jackie pulled herself up to her full height and took in a good long breath. "Oh but you do," Jackie said as she smiled reached a hand up to massage one of her own titanic globes: a rush of energy coursing along her whole nervous system. She soon began to described their 'friend' in detail, saying each word pausing and dragging out each word, pausing between each and emphasizing the beginning of each, the thought and word causing her to almost moan at the end, "You have always envied her: always wanted to 'be' her! Why do you think I am as 'strong'... am as 'fit'... as I am! You love her 'flat'... 'toned'..."
Jaqueline began to scream, No! NO! NO! NO! NO nooooo... but as she did so her words began to slur and trail off, as if she was very tired."
"'fit'... 'smooth'... muscular..." Jaqueline reached up and now flexed one of her own arms, the bicep now rising to its full height, the mere sight turning Jaqueline on all over again.
No...! the voice in her head said meekly.
"YES!" Another voice began to whisper inside her mind and Jacki smiled. "...body. With that awesome butt, and defined abs and... and..." Jackie felt herself suddenly gain full control as her whole body went rigid. But this time she lost it, but not to Jaqueline, but rather to herself. "I need Mari!"
WATERFALLS!
Jackie arched an eyebrow, as she asked, "What?"
Waterfalls! Running water! Babbling brooks!
Jackie then asked, "What the heck are you doing?"
Subliminal messaging. Jaqueline in the mirror went on. With the right words, I can hold you off long enough to make you change you back into me before you hurt Mari any further! I'm going to make you want to pee!
Jackie sighed, "It's not working…" But then she scrunched up a bit, holding her pelvic region. "Then again… maybe it worked." She shook her head as she smirked, "Okay, two can play at that game! FITNESS MODELS! Working out! Victoria's secret! Mari's arse! These gazongas!"
Jaqueline winced once again and Jackie knew she had managed to gain the upper hand once more.
Okay then, I have one more trick up my sleeve… and you're not gonna like it.
Jackie paled at this, as she gulped, "Oh no. You're not…"
Picture in your mind…
"Don't say it."
Austin Powers…
"Don't you dare say it!"
Big…
"NO!"
Hairy…
"NO!"
NAKED ASS!
Unfortunately for Jackie, the image was too ingrained into Jaqueline's mind from the first Austin Powers Movie. The actor Mike Myers in his nakidity with all that fake chest hair… it was too much for Jackie to handle, as she cried, "NOOOOOO…." And then immediately shrank back to Jaqueline, as she reverted back to normal, as she smiled and finished, "YES! I'm back!"
Jaqueline whooped in triumph, throwing her hands up in the air and actually dancing in victory as she felt that last vestiges of Jackie's control slip. You annoying jerk! You ruined my fun! When I get out of this you are going to be sooooooo sooorrrryyyy... Grinning as the voice trailed off Jaqueline quickly grabbed the clothes which were several sizes too small, and looked at herself in the mirror, her golden eyes fading to brown.
Jaqueline pulled her hair back, and looked in the shower, as she sighed, "I'm gonna take a long nice shower, head to bed… and think of a plausible way to break everything to Mari…" and sighed, "If I ever get the courage to do it."
The Next Day
Everett Mall
Jaqueline felt downright in the dumps, even if she had on a new ensemble. She was sporting a pair of tight blue jeans, black sandals, and was wearing a pink sleeveless turtleneck shirt that clung to her like spandex. But even with all the attention she was getting went unnoticed to her, she still felt like a jerk. Mari had come into her room that morning, crying that she felt like such a fool, thinking Jackie could ever love her. Jaqueline soon realized that Jackie was, in a sense, necessary. She made Mari happy as most lovers didn't. 'But she's my friend, I can't keep lying to her,' she thought to herself, and then stopped at the window, "And even if I did tell her the truth, she wouldn't believe me, let alone want to talk to me again."
She leaned on the store window, as she sighed sadly, "What have I gotten myself into?"
With a feeling of dread in her gut Jaqueline began to head back to the second floor of the mall, two bags laden down with clothe two sizes too large for her. She groaned at how Jackie had been able to influence her so easily, and now Jaqueline was having to return most of the clothes she had bought yesterday. She was just glad that her landlady kept the rents so low for her and Mari: but considering Mari would probably move out in a rage if she ever told her that: Jaqueline began to worry what she could do... or would Constance on hearing it rage at Jaqueline and throw her out?
Shaking her head the brown haired girl straightened up and began to march to the second floor in a complete huff. She would cross that bridge when she came to it.
As she marched across the mall's main ground floor however she heard something she had never heard before: a whistle in her direction. Looking over her shoulder Jaqueline spotted guy, an admittedly cute guy, around a year older at her looking back at her and 'winking.' The black haired boy grinned as she blushed and then raised one of his hands to his ear making a phone shape, and then pointed at the floor with the other. Jaqueline looked down to see a crumpled note of paper and had just enough time to see him mouth the words 'call me' before running off to join some people who she assumed were his friends.
For Jaqueline the feeling was all so surreal: 'did I just get hit on by a total stranger?'
Suddenly, someone bumped into her, although from the sound of his voice, he didn't notice her in time. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you like that."
Jaqueline shook her head, "N-No, I'm sorry. I should have…"
But then she stopped, seeing who it was.
He was a young Caucasian boy of sixteen or seventeen, with a slim frame, neatly combed but shaggy brown hair, and green eyes hidden behind glasses. He wore baggy blue jeans, a white turtleneck shirt, black and white shoes, and a baggy black jacket. He had on him a black backpack and a camera strapped around his neck, to which he was holding carefully to ensure it wouldn't fall and break.
She then blinked, as she realized who it was, "Jeremy Hale?"
Jeremy straightened out his glasses, as he nodded, "Yeah, that's my name. But who are you?" He then got a little bashful around the pretty girl, as he confessed, "I mean, I would think I would remember a pretty girl like you." But then he realized what he had just said, as he cleared it up, "I'm not trying to hit on you or anything, but ah… I think you'd be pretty photogenic. Are you a model or something?"
Feeling her cheeks turn a bright shade of red Jaqueline nervously began to talk: "Ummm... n-no. No I am not a model, sorry."
Jeremy rubbed the back of his neck and looked away a little embarrassed. "Oh sorry... well I didn't want to assume, but I do feel you have the potential to be one... I mean if you want to... I mean do you want to I could take some photos and show them to my publisher and... oh no, I'm rambling."
Strangely Jaqueline felt her lip twitch up into a mile as she looked at Jeremy with a kind expression, instinctively beginning to shift from side to side as she looked at him. "Thank you," she whispered softly, it was nice to be complimented: twice in one day it would seem. Instinctively raising one had towards Jeremy she held it out, while dangling her shopping bag around her wrist. "Jaqueline Jekyll."
Jeremy went wide eye, as he realized who it was, "Jaqueline Jekyll? Is that really you?"
"Well... heh." Jaqueline rubbed the back of her neck and nervously smiled at the brown haired boy, trying to brush it off as she thought up an excuse. "Yeah its me. Mari, my friend, took me out to get a makeover a few days ago and..." she nervously laughed and did little spin to show Jeremy her new body. "This was the result." Looking away she bit her lip and tried to mentally calm down her beating heart. "W-what do you think?"
Jeremy looked away scratching the back of his head, as he complimented her, "Well, you're um…" but he couldn't help his blushing, as he continued, "… eh, well… words. Failing. On me." He suddenly began to pause in his talking, as he continued, "Talking. Heavily. Being impaired." He shook his head, as he looked to her, still blushing, "Amazing… would be only one of the words to say."
Something stirred with Jaqueline chest, a feeling that she really couldn't quite summarize. It was the first real comment she had gotten about her new body that was from a guy, and as her mind processed what h had said she couldn't help but feeling her lips twist up into a smile. However her mouth hadn't quite caught up with her brain. "T-t-thank... umm well, I... thank... wow, I..." She nervously resorted to showing off her perfectly straight teeth with a wide toothy smile, tilting her head to the side and nervously giggling, her mind unable to process what how she wanted to thank him.
Jeremy chuckled, "I guess we're both at a loss for words in this turn of event eh?"
"Umm... I guess so... thanks."
The two looked away awkwardly for a short while people husteling and bustling around them all heading towards a event at the other end of the mall. It was then that Jeremy snapped his fingers, and looked Jaqueline up and down before taking a step forward asking.
"You're not busy are you?"
"N-no. Why?" Jaqueline raised an eyebrow as he spoke, something within the back of her mind taken aback by his sudden advance.
"It's just I was serious about asking if you were a model," Jeremy explained holding up his camera to show her. "It's just some agency is launching an amateur model competition today and I at first thought you were here for the event. He coughed nervously, "some of the school's students have turned up for the event and (insert head of the photography club) told me to make an article about it." As he finished he coughed nervously, looking away as he did. "So since I am doing the piece I thought's I'd ask as I seriously think you would be in for a shot?"
Jaqueline blushed, as she asked, "M-Me? A model?" She fidgeted her left bang by twirling her fingers through it, as she stammered, "Ah… well I uh… um…"
SAY YES, YOU MORON!
"Shut up," Jaqueline muttered as quietly as she could only then realizing that she had said that out loud. She looked up at Jeremy who took a step back a little surprised. "I mean I would love to!"
'Crap'
Good girl the voice in her head said.
Jeremy blinked, seeing this strange set of behavior, and asked, "Um, you okay, Jaqueline?"
Jaqueline blushed in embarrassment, "Oh yeah. I'm okay." She backed away a little, "I'm gonna go freshen up in the bathroom. I'll be back." And then ran to the bathroom as fast as she could.
Ladies Room
'Crap, crap, crap' Jaqueline whispered to herself as she rushed into the bathroom and dived for the sinking, bathing her face in cool water. She did not need this today.
Oh relax, it will be in the voice that was Jackie teased in the back of her mind, causing Jaqueline to clutch her head.
'You did this, you put me is this predicament!'
Actually that was you just bumbling around: but I gotta say that you bumbled fantastically: I mean that boy was eating you all up. Maybe I should visit him later?
'You will do no such thing!'
Oh I won't go as myself… Jackie smirked, as she taunted. I've been thinking of taking over that body and doing the nasty with him all day and night long.
"No! I don't want to hear this," Jaqueline clapped her ears up, as she tried not to hear this.
Okay, how's about this: I think you don't wanna have sex with him because he's a good replacement for Mikey Corvis. I think you wanna do it with him because you desperately need it, want it, and secretly desire it.
"Stop it," Jaqueline ordered.
You wanna do the nasty with Jeremy!
"I SAID STOP IT!" Jaqueline shouted.
Jackie's reflection sighed, You do realize I'm in your head, and even with you boxing your ears, you can still hear me, right? She then thought, You know, maybe trying to take over the current body might be uncharted territory, as well as disgusting. If anything, I wanna do him in my hot bod. And maybe I could invite Mari in on the fun. It'll be a hot menag a troi.
"You do that and I'll..."
What find a cure for me? Jaqueline swore she could hear her other half snort inside her head. Jaqueline, Jaqueline, Jaqueline: you're already trying to do that, so it's not that much of threat. Listen I am the one with the brains for this, and you have to now go out to that stage and shake your arse.
Jaqueline however was having enough, as she shot back, "I am not doing what you say! You're a byproduct of chemicals, nothing more!"
'Oh really, then why did you have these thoughts before I came around. Jaqueline I am you and I have all your memories: I know what you feel and when you feel it... I also know about when you read the Kamasutra and your mother..."
"Okay! I am going." Jaqueline shot back, as she whipped around, and stomped out of there.
The voice groaned as if she had been denied a good meal. How did I ever spawn from you?
Back at the Tables
Jaqueline was stomping mad at what Jackie had said to her, or suggested. And it even made her even angrier as the very thought that Jackie was her reflection of what she wanted deep inside. She wasn't a pervert or a nympho-maniac, she was a scientist and alchemist. But her anger subsided, as she saw Jeremy waiting at the table. Sure she had cut things short and acted peculiar, but there he was, sitting at the table patiently and not even frustrated or annoyed.
She forced a smile as she approached Jeremy who smiled back, the two sharing a small pause as Jaqueline looked up and towards the catwalk that had been arrayed in the middle of the malls largest open area. "So how do I get in," she asked nervously watching as she saw a rather attract girl do a practice walk down the aisle.
"Go round back and there should be a woman named Winter who can check you in, I put in a good word for you by the way."
Jaqueline had to fight to maintain the smile, "thanks..." Before striding off towards the rear entrance.
See he likes you. He can't wait to see us up there.
'Me you mean' she muttered resenting the association
You know what I meant, Jackie said, a feeling like mocking laughter washing over Jaqueline as she heard the voice speak.
Jaqueline paled as she continued her way through, 'Why do I have a bad feeling about this?'
Jaqueline walked slowly towards the rear of the stage, returning a small wave that Jeremy gave her and once behind the scaffolding saw the curtain for the rear entrance: spying the woman she needed to talk to.
She was an aging if healthy looking woman with brown hair, slowly turning with stress, as the lines and tired expression she had showed she was overworked. She had greying brown hair that was cut short in a bird nest bob cut, and a pair of small thin rimmed glasses perched on her curved nose. She wore a brown pencil skirt with black pantyhose, high heel shoes, a white blouse, and a brown jacket to match. Still despite her tiredness she stood up as Jaqueline approached and smiled at her, "Here for the event?" Jaqueline nodded meekly. "First time?" The woman asked knowingly but with a smile, "It's okay, we all have to start somewhere: I'm guessing you're Jaqueline? You fit Jeremy's description."
"Yes I am."
"Well I am Winter Brady," she introduced herself to her. "It's so good to have new talent like yourself."
"Talent," asked Jaqueline a little insulted.
"Yes Talent... oh we don't mean anything by it. Its just what miss Lutrica asks us to... to..." Winter let out a humongous yawn but then covered her mouth. "Please excuse that... I am just so tired."
Jaqueline looked at her with concern, as she pointed out, "You look exhausted. You sure you don't need any sleep?"
Winter assured her, "I'm okay. Really…" But then felt a faint spell, as she nearly collapsed. But Jaqueline caught her, setting her down in a chair, as she sighed, "Maybe I'm not so fine. Ever since this fashion show, Miss Lutrica's been working me like crazy."
Jaqueline looked at her in concern, unable to think of anything to do. But then, someone did… in her head. Hey, Jaqueline. Why don't ya use some of that Alchemist brainy stuff of yours. You've whipped up stuff before for Mari, why not something for her?
Jaqueline blinked at that, and remembered her bag. "Wait a moment, Miss Brady. I might have something for you." She looked into her bag, and saw a few remedies she kept on hand. She pulled a small bag from her bag, and looked around for something. She spotted a cup of coffee, and tapped a little bit of what appeared to be a green powder. Taking a pen, she used it as a teaspoon, and stirred the cup.
She then presented it to Miss Brady, and smiled, "Here. This should put a little pep in you again."
Winter thanked her as she took the cup, sipping it slightly as she held it in two hands. Instantly there were results as Winter's back straightened, her posture improved, her skin began to regain some bounce and the bags under her eyes disappeared. The receptionist was quite surprised as her eyes lit up with a bright fire and she continued to drink from the cup until it was empty.
"Woah! What is in this coffee?"
Jaqueline grinned sheepishly as she quickly said "old family recipe."
"Well whatever it is I could do with it every day."
"WINTER!" A shrill voice could suddenly be heard shrieking from behind the screen shocking both girls to their bones. "Are you socializing while on the job!"
"No Mam, just talking to a potential model."
"Good send her in I will meet her," the shrill voice called, without a hint of care, causing Winter to glance sheepishly up at the brown haired girl who stared in horror at the door.
"Better do what she says."
But Lutrica wasn't done. "And when you finish that, I need to you to get everyone dressed and then get all of us some tea... AND NOT FROM STARBUCKS THIS TIME!"
"Yes Mam."
"And if you screw up your daughters will not be in the show!"
Both winched at that, as it was quiet again. Jaqueline looked at the frazzled Winter Brady, as she asked, "I'm sorry, but… is she always like this?"
Winter sighed, "Yes. And no matter what I do, I can't make things right when it comes to her demands."
Jaqueline made her way to the main tent, but Jackie huffed in her head. Damn. You know, if we gave Winter a little bit of the Hyde Formula, she might have a chance.
'Don't even think that, Jackie,' Jaqueline sighed. 'One of you is hard enough to manage as it is.'
Main Tent
Behind the screen the room was awash with activity. Looking left and looking right were dozens of people moving around doing all sorts of things. Some of them were tech crew moving crates, adjusting lights or carrying clothes. Others looked to be the girls who were arranging all the costumes in order, but yet Jaquelin couldn't see any girl her age, although she did spy a sign saying 'changing room' and began to make her way towards it before feeling a pair of long spindly fingers rest on her shoulders.
"You must be that girl Winny sent in, let me get a look at you."
Feeling herself grabbed and spun around, Jaqueline was about to protest when her jaw was forced up and back as the hands that had just grabbed her but into her cheeks as they forcefully turned her head from side to side, while another hand prodded her in various places.
The hands belonged to an old woman who was clearly in her seventies. She had long wispy grey hair, wrinkled curled skin, a unusually tall and gaunt body of 6'2ft and a frame so thin it looked as if you could snap her in two simply by brushing past her. Jaqueline though couldn't help but stare at her face, her long hooked nose and thin lips could not be hidden by the copious amounts of makeup that had been caked on. But it was her eyes that unnerved Jaqueline the most, her warm alight icy blue eyes, which inspected every inch of her making Jaqueline feel very naked. She was dressed splendidly however in fine low cut royal blue velvet dress that seem to mold around her thin form, her freakishly thin and long arms holding Jaqueline with a unusual strength.
Damn Jackie's voice screamed in Jaqueline's head. This gal looks like a freakin' skeleton in a balloon rubber suit. Either that or the Wicked Witch of the West trying for the role of a Devil wearing Prada.
Jaqueline for once couldn't help but agree with Jackie as the woman spun her around and then yanked down hard on her hair.
"You will do I suppose," Lutrica spat with pure venom as she shoved her towards the sign saying 'changing room.' "Pick something out girl and then follow what those two brats tell you to do. I may be in need of new models but I am not desperate: so actually show me some talent would you. Otherwise I will be very angry."
Jaqueline gulped, "O-okay."
Lutrica then huffed, and then shouted, causing Jaqueline to jump, "WELCH!"
Immediately, another female ran into the room. She was a twenty-four year old Caucasian woman with brunette orange hair cut to her shoulders with a few antennae strands sticking out, a slim frame with an A-cup chest and plain body, and brown eyes hidden behind glasses. She was sporting a white long-sleeved button up shirt with a black tie and brown vest, with blue jeans with a small belt chain latched to her right hip, and brown shoes. She had a sticker name tag reading Jennifer Welch.
"Yes, Ma'am," Jennifer asked.
"Escort this little tart to the changing room," Lutrica ordered. "AND BE QUICK ABOUT IT!"
Jennifer nodded, as she escorted Jaqueline to the changing room.
Changing Room
Entering the changing room was like nothing Jaqueline had ever experienced. The closest approximation she could think of was going out for sports when everyone got ready in the locker rooms. But this: the difference was where at Shepard High you could see just about anyone getting changed, in this room it could be said it was only full of the cream of the crop. Tall girls, thin girls and girls with bosoms to spare, the room was filled with attractive girls that caused talking, chatting, getting changed and slipping into a variety of different outfits that had been made available to them, with helpers trying their best to custom fit each outfit to the potential model.
'Now isn't it nice in here' Jackie whispered as their body heat began to rise steadily, as no matter where Jaqueline looked there were attractive girls in every direction.
Jaqueline could only swallow and turn to her helper, 'Welch' Lutrica had called her as she was guided through the girls and to a seat on the back. "Here you go Mrs..." Welch checked her notebook as she pushed her glasses up her nose. "Jekyll. You can change out here or in one of the cubicles. The show will start in twenty minutes, those who are ready first will go on first."
Jaqueline nodded as she looked nervously around the room again for any help as Welch began to walk off and gulped as she realized she was now all alone. Turning around in a scare, she bumped into someone, sending her bags flying to the ground.
Jaqueline blinked, as she blurted out, "I'm so sorry. Please, I'm really sorry, I…"
The girl in question seemed fine though, "Hey don't worry about it: hey do I know you?" The Girl then asked, and Jaqueline felt the pit drop out of her stomach: she did.
She was a Caucasian female of sixteen with short brown hair combed to the left, with dazzling blue eyes, and a slender figure, wearing a blue dress and blue high heels. Her name was Rebecca Harris.
Rebecca blinked, as she helped her up, "Say, don't I know you? You look slightly familiar…"
Jaqueline however could only laugh nervously as she tried to think of a credible excuse as to why she looked the way she did. Part of her was mentally yelling at herself for not seriously thinking this whole model idea through, another part of her was trying to think of that excuse and the Jackie part of her was checking out Rebecca Harris.
Oh wow has she always been so fit?
Jaqueline grumbled at Jackie's thoughts, and quickly just spilled the beans, as she confessed, "It's me: Jaqueline Jekyll."
Rebecca however only smiled as her mind processed what she had just been told. Jaqueline could see how the gears within her head began to turn as the dots slowly connected. "Wait, Jackie! That's you!"
Exactly the voice in her head laugh causing her better half to groan.
"Well yeah, I mean, it is me, but well...", Jaqueline stated. But then frowned, "Please, don't call me Jackie, okay? I never liked that nickname."
But Rebecca had her mouth wide open as she pointed at Jaqueline with her free hands stuttering her words, her shock turning into a smile. "But how did you... I mean you look... what... daaammm." Rebecca felt words fail her as Jaqueline looked away in embarrassment: this had been exactly what she had wanted to avoid.
You know if you had used an alias this could have been all prevented Jackie commented.
"Yeah it's me," Jaqueline explained crossing her arms and forcing what felt like the fiftieth false smile today. "Mari took me out for a makeover and..."
But Rebecca was lost in thought as she stared at the girl, "all that from a makeover. I mean I don't want to be rude but wow: I would say you could match Sally or even Sarah Pattrel with your looks. "And Rebecca was not stopping yet pulling out her phone and snapping a picture: "I mean this is the first I heard of it: why didn't you tell anyone. But good for you: I just am shocked that with one trip with Mari you are now a..."
Instantly Jaqueline held out her hands, "Can you please delete that?"
"Why?"
"I don't really want this getting out for now, I am still kind of new and..."
"Then why did you sign up for this?"
Jaqueline felt her bod tense up again as she thought 'Because my evil half is forcing me to go so she can indulge in some childish fantasies.'
Oh your loving it, I know I am Jackie smirked in her head.
"Would you believe it was a spur of the moment decision?"
Rebecca nodded, "Yeah, I'll buy that."
"What's going in over here," a new voice spoke up.
The two girls looked behind to see the source of the voice. The person in question was one of two, near identical, girls who were approaching the pair with a stack of clothes. Both girls were shorter than both Jaqueline and Rebecca, having very thin wiry builds without much in the way of curves although had very cute faces, both possessing freckles. They had both decided to wear their brown hair down past their shoulders in a near identical way, keeping it swept back with a head band, with one being blue and the other pink. Jaqueline could spot some very small differences between the two, but for all purposes it was so small it didn't matter.
But Jaqueline made no hesitations with introductions, as she smiled, "Oh, hello. I'm Jaqueline Jekyll"
"Rebecca Harris," Rebecca casually waved.
One of the two girls," the one with the pink headband shrugged and pointed at her twin. "Okay, I'm Summer, this is Autumn: you two better get ready quickly, so what performance do you want to be in?"
"Performance," asked Jaqueline closing her eyes.
"Yes performance," the one called Autumn stated as her sister walked off and wielded back a movable coat hanger. "You decide want kind of modelling you feels best suits you."
"What," Jaqueline asked. "You mean there are types of modeling? Like what?"
Autumn shrugged though as she began to browse through the various clothes on the hanger. "Oh there are lots of types: there is Ballroom gowns"
"Ballroom dancing," added Summer who also began to pick out clothes.
"Bikini."
"Modern fashion."
"Underwear"
"Uniforms."
"Space."
"Fitness."
"Bikini Fitness"
"Latex."
"Formal."
"And I think this year we are doing a warrior and farm side piece although that's a maybe. Lutrica is always fiddling the schedule." Summer explained, completely indifferent to the back and forth she and her sister had performed.
Autumn nodded, as she picked out a nice ball gown. "So if she tells you that what you signed up for is cancelled you will have to be quick to sign up for the next one."
"Or else you're out."
Jaqueline thought about some of the more, risqué of the super modeling, 'Bikini? Underwear? Latex?' She shook her head as she called out, "Ballroom dancing! Modern fashions! Fitness…"
Oh no you don't
Jaqueline went wide eye for a moment, as she quickly stated, "Swimsuits!" But she blinked, "Wait, where'd that come from?"
"Okay, Ballroom, modern, fitness, and bikinis," Summer finished. But then she asked, "By the way, what was with the spasm a while ago?"
Jaqueline sweat dropped, "Um, let's just say… I'm of two minds of everything. Lately."
Hehehehehe. You got that right.
"Yeah I know the feeling," Summer stated as she waved for Jaqueline to follow leaving Rachel to be attended by Autumn. "But in all honesty I have to keep my head screwed on straight for this: unlike my sister," she laughed.
As the two of them glided throughout the crowded rooms slowly making their way to a long array of very elaborate dresses. Some were extremely formal, with long skirts and ruffles and shades of passion like midnight black ad blood red. Others were more risqué being little more than bikini's with sequins and shawls to create the illusion of clothing.
Jaqueline blushed as she looked at them all, "Wow. There so beautiful. Who tailored these?" Even Jackie was wildly impressed, as in Jaqueline's head, Jackie had her arms crossed with her chin cupped as she smirked. Gotta say. These dresses would show off my physique pretty good.
Summer smiled as she pulled a few of the dresses off the rack, explaining: "Oh my mother made the most out of these, although the vast majority of them are from the other tailors." She held up in one hand a rather conservative blue dress in one hand, which had plenty of ruffles and lace trimmings running down the skirt up to the side of the torso. In the other though she held up what was little more than a black and red sequin cross necked bra with a short frilly mini dress and fishnet stockings.
This one looks to be in your size," Summer explained holding it up for Jaqueline to get a better look. "And... ahem, this one was made by my mother." Jaqueline could see Summer's cheeks go absolutely scarlet.
Jaqueline looked at the black dress, that had a rather risqué V-neck line, as she gulped, "Oh my…"
Wow! Jackie screamed in Jaqueline's head. I know what I wanna wear if I got out during this little number!
"Wow, this is pretty… risqué," Jaqueline gulped.
Summer blushed, "Yeah, um… " She sighed sadly. "Though I wish I had that kind of confidence to wear something like this." She smiled sadly at Jaqueline, "I wish I had your beauty and confidence."
That single comment was enough to get Jaqueline to splutter once more, as she mentally gagged at the idea of herself being seen as confident. "Me,,, no, no, no... I mean... err..." she tried to say but Sumer wasn't listening.
"I mean I just couldn't stand up there in front of a crowd, I mean I can talk and work with people face to face but in front of a crowd I would be too scared of chickening out." Summer sighed and looked back at Jaqueline blushing as she crossed her hands. Ass to the fact that Lutrica says my body is so unappealing that guys would sooner chuck up than chat me up."
Jaqueline wanted to say something to her, but Lutrica's voice shrieked out, "EVERYONE! GET DRESSED AND PLACES; WE HAVE ONLY UNTIL FIFTEEN MINUTES TO PERFORM AND GET THIS RIGHT! And if anyone botches up… YOU'RE FIRED!"
Summer gulped, as she gently pushed Jaqueline to the changing room, "You might wanna get ready. Miss Lutrica's out for blood now."
The door closed behind Jaqueline, as she placed the dresses down and prepared to suit up, so to speak. Though at the moment, Jackie spoke up, Man, those girls really have it rough.
"I know," Jaqueline frowned. She looked at herself in the mirror, questioning on if and when this would have been her moment to shine. But, still… 'I know it's rude, but… that woman Miss Lutrica could use a good beatdown with how she treats people… or at least someone to show her up…'
She blinked, as she knew how to do it, as she sighed, "I can't believe I'm gonna do this… but…" she looked at her reflection, as she closed her eyes again, and in a moment opened them up… revealing them to go yellow, "Looks like you get to shine after all, Jackie. Just show up that Lutrica woman up."
Minutes Later
Fashion Show
Over the past twenty minutes a small crowd had begun to gather around the stage, which was steadily growing as the countdown to the beginning slowly ticked by. It wasn't a stellar turn out, despite how the event had been advertised, but it was getting the attention of shopper goers who were all interested in the sign out front. $1000 prize.
One girl in particular was eyeing the sign, longing for a chance to get that much money so that she could move on with her life and get herself what she needed. She was a fifteen year old Caucasian female, with a slim build, short brunette brown hair cut down to her shoulders, blue eyes hidden behind thick glasses. She was wearing a white button up shirt with long sleeves, black pants and black sneakers, with a red jacket.
Her name was Elaine Melbourne.
Elaine pulled a lock from her brunette hair, as she twiddled it in her hand, smirking, "Oooh boy. If only I could ever get that fortune."
At that moment, Lutrica walked out, announcing to everyone, "Hello, darlings. Glad you all could make it. I, Miss Lutrica to all of you, once again shower upon you my brilliance in design and beauty. And without further ado… on with the Fashion Show."
The crowd cheered as the first girls came on in their stylish new modern clothes: showing off all the outfits: some of them really throwing themselves into the display as they walked down the catwalk: others tried to show off but came across half arsed, and one girl even fell off the stage. Elaine though didn't really care about the fashion, to her it was irrelevant icing on an unimportant cake, and she liked more usable things, like a new laptop or a new synthesizer or even that $10,000. She eyed the sign and the box containing the cash just off to the side of the stage, the old woman who was overseeing the event patting it with her hands like some mythical dragon guarded its golden horde.
Still as she watched she heard a voice near her, it was a male voice, and a familiar one she had heard from school: and what they were saying caught her ear.
"Okay" Buddy said, the familiar voice whispered from under his grey hoodie to a recognizable thin and thuggish looking teenager.
"We move in after the third act: that old bat will move out onto the stage to give a speech and we sweep in and grab the target."
"You mean the cash, Gus."
The thickly built figure pulled back his hood exposing his incredible dark skin, thick neck and a face that showed off his physique which while overly large and would make one think of fat, the truth of the matter was somewhat scarier. Elaine knew him from school, he was Augustus 'Gus' Finch and he was one of the biggest bullies there, and Roland's right hand man, whose large frame hid all the muscle he had. And right now he looked ready to murder his accomplice.
"While on the job its Castle you moron! Now get in position," he whispered pulling up his hood and stalking into the crowd.
Elaine blinked wondering if she should tell someone. Yet her mind instantly dismissed that idea as she considered a new one: and her eyes drifted over to the money box as she bit her lip.
Meanwhile
On the stage, Lutrica was growing impatient, even as the girls were displaying the new attires for the show. However, one girl had yet to show up. She hissed at Jennifer Welch, "Welch…"
Jennifer nervously twitched, as she gulped, "Y-Yes, ma'am?"
She grabbed her by the collar of her neck, as she hissed, "Where is the new girl? This um… Jackal?"
"Jekyll, Miss Lutrica," Jennifer corrected.
"Ah yes, Jekyll," she nodded, but then hissed at Jennifer again, "And don't correct me next time!"
Meanwhile
Backstage
Backstage things were getting tense: the girls who had gone out first were busily hurrying back to get new clothes on. Other girls were with stylists who they were trying to guide how they wanted to look, to various degrees of success. And other girls were nervously waiting for someone to return to tell them who was on next.
When Jennifer Welch returned she was greeted by almost thirty girls staring at her expectantly, all of their eyes boring into her to know which act was on next. Feeling her mouth go dry, she felt her hands begin to shake as she looked down at her clipboard and pulled back some paper trying to look somewhat busy and ignore all the stares. Yet as she walked past them she was almost instantly hounded by at least five potential models.
"Who is next," one demanded!
"Is it swimsuit or smart casual next?"
"Where are the size six shoes?"
"Did Lutrica like my performance?"
Jennifer felt her knees go weak as she suppressed a moan as she just went ahead and said it. "We are doing a solo number girls you will have to wait:" she began to say as almost all the girls wanting turned to glare at her. Still holding herself with years of professionalism Jennifer straightened herself as much as she could and looked around for the girl Lutrica wanted. "Can Jaqueline Jekyll step forward?"
At that moment, however, someone stepped out of the dressing room barefooted, and dressed up in a dazzling red dress that covered one arm with a daring and sexy V-neck line, with a slit down the left leg daring to go up to her hip and more, with a black and red fluff collar on the right side with the covered left arm.
Once they all turned, they were all stunned to say the least at this, especially Summer and Autumn, and even Jennifer, as her pen dropped. There, standing in the sexy ballroom red dress… was Jackie Hyde, as she walked over to Jennifer, stopping at her. The twenty-four year old woman blinked, almost daring to let her glasses fall off the brim of her nose, as she gaped at the eight foot white-chalk skinned raven haired beauty standing before all of them.
Jennifer gulped, as she blinked at this new turn of events, looking at her list, "Um… and… you are?"
"Jackie. Jackie Hyde," Jackie replied to her. "Apparently, Jaqueline had to go home sick. Something about something she ate. So she called me to take her spot." She winked at everyone, including Jennifer, as she smirked, "She said I fill out the dresses pretty good."
Jennifer Welch as at a loss for words as she looked up at the unusual Amazonian figure before her, marveling at how the red silken dress contrasted masterfully against her supernaturally chalk white skin. Welch was at a loss for words as she stared up at the woman's glowing yellow eyes, their confident gaze causing her to go weak at the knees from both how scared and amazed such a thing could exist. And she wasn't the only one, practically all the girls took at least several steps back from the newcomer, all unsure of how to approach her. Only Winter managed to say anything pointing and almost shouting in excitement, "that's my dress!" But yet no one else dared to move.
Jackie however wasn't daunted in the slightest, stepping past Welch and walking to the entrance to the catwalk. he could feel the eyes of the room follow her as she made her way forward ignoring the protests of Welch who yelled after her, "Please wait, Miss Lutrica asked for Jaqueline, you can't go in just yet..." but yet Jackie ignored her flicking her long black hair aside as the crowd near the exit parted to make way for her, the girls wilting away under her gaze.
"No wait," Jennifer now yelled now following the amazon, "You can't ! Miss O'Neil gets exactly what she wants and she wants Jaqueline. If you defy Miss O'Neil, if you do she will be very angry!"
Jennifer froze upon seeing the seductive smile that Jackie gave her as she stood near the drape that was acting as the exit to the stage. She didn't say anything but her mischievous grin told Jennifer that no matter what she said Jackie just didn't care. So stepping back she let the new woman stand there waiting as the voice of Lutrica outside finish her speech.
"My dear audience I must apologize for today's poor turnout, I was unaware that there were such slim pickings for the first few acts... Alas this is what happens when you allow girls to take up the positions of real 'woman.'" Jackie couldn't practically imagine the old bat fainting into a sofa as she said the final line. "But I have decided to bring you a young girl who is at the least somewhat easy on the eyes, and I am brining her out early so that you can at least rest your eyes on something appealing, as adverse to the garbage that I was forced to serve you previously. Dear Everett I give you Jaqueline Jackal!"
However, what no one suspected, was someone else stepping out of the curtains. At the very sight of this tall white-chalked and raven-haired amazoness, they all were aghast. Jaws were dropping as well as hearts stopping, but all were in a rush to talk about, as Jackie Hyde strut her stuff on the walk stage. Miss Lutrica opened her eyes to see the woman, and immediately went bug-eyed. Even the flashing of cameras could blind this woman, as Jackie turned around, flipping her hair in the process, and slowly strut back.
But before Jackie could go back to the changing room, Lutrica grabbed the Hyde's arm, as she glared daggers at the woman, as she whispered, "Just who the hell are you?"
"Jackie. Jackie Hyde, grandma," Jackie winked.
That grandma comment caused the blood veins on her face to bulge, as Miss Lutrica was fuming, and her face scrunching up in anger, "You dare? You think you're so important all because you're not some pathetic wimp like Jackal?!"
Jackie shrugged, "Nope, just confident and I don't give a damn." And went back in, but turned around, as she glared, "And by the way… it's Jekyll. Seriously… get a hearing aid, Grandma." And walked back into the changing room, leaving a fuming Lutrica to try not to lose it.
Changing Room
Jaqueline walked back in, leaving stunned faces, as she walked towards Winter. She stopped, as she smiled, "Nice dress, Winter. Got any more you want me to showcase?"
Winter blinked as she looked back at Jaqueline, and then towards the stage slightly confused by the question. "Umm I wasn't sure you had been on?"
Jackie shrugged, "I was kinda a last-minute replacement. My friend, Jaqueline, called in saying she remembered she had something important she needed done in the lab." But then she gave Winter a sincere smile, as she apologized, "But she's really sorry she didn't get a chance to try on one of your most beautiful gowns, Winter."
"Oh well that is too bad, and... umm" Winter bushed as she pulled on her collar. "How did you get in here?"
Jackie smiled and winked, "I got in when you weren't looking. Now grab me one of those new dresses I am going to rock that stage another time before I go."
Winter blushed and couldn't help but feel herself nod, the intoxication presence of this woman filling her with pride that she would wear her clothes. Dam what Lutrica said, this was her chance. "Okay lets go!"
Outside
Lutrica was furious, how dare that freakish brat stand her up on 'her' stage! I mean what was that over muscled mutant thinking coming into her show and defying her: I mean who even let her in, why did Welch not stop her! Lutrica marked her own words that heads would roll as she ground her teeth together, watching the next bunch of contestants take center stage.
In all honesty she wasn't really watching though, she never planned to watch. The whole event had been more to showcase her newest brands to Everett, and demonstrate how good her revolutionary style was. Still as she watched another girl make a turn at the end of the catwalk she looked at her, with her clear skin, and youthful form, and lack of an outfit she had made Lutrica couldn't help but feel a pang within her chest. Yes she would chew that girl out after she yelled at the albino backstage after the show was done. After all it was bad enough these girls taunted her with how they took their youth for granted, it was worse that most of them were not wearing 'her outfits', but rather those which had been made by her staff.
This was the last time she made a gesture towards the union to allow for some 'creative freedom.'
Still as she glowered as the swimsuit round began Lutrica felt something cold and hard dig into her back, and a cold sadistic voice speak softly into her ear. "Now Grandma, hand over the key to the prize money and no one gets hurt."
Lutrica hissed, "How dare you..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," the hostage taker muttered as he took the safety off the gun, allowing it to click. "Now give me the key" he demanded the audible smugness in his voice extremely clear "or I will take it off your corpse!"
Lutrica felt a cold touch like winter run up her spine as she heard the click, and felt her arm move of its own free will to withdraw the key to the cash box. "You'll never get away with this," she growled, although her voice wavered as she spoke.
Yet unknown to both figures behind them both was that behind them both rested Elaine, who grinned sadistically as she watched the key change hands. As of now stage one of her plan was underway: she now needed to wait before she could launch stage 2.
Elsewhere in the Mall
Mari felt wretched and sighed as she walked past the shops looking at everything available in the windows. Normally she would be fangirling over the opportunity to get soothing here, but today she just felt like curling up into a corner and disappearing, Jackie's disappearance from right under her nose had left her heartbroken and she couldn't help but feel terrible as she thought about how the girl of her dreams could just leave her like that.
She grabbed her head, and leaned back, groaning, ""Grrrrrnnnnnnnnaaaah! What the heck is going on? If he doesn't like me, why does she keep disappearing like that?!" She sighed, passing the shops and absentmindingly going near the fashion show, "Maybe she doesn't like girls like me. I'm flat-chested, small muscled, I'm not even her height."
She stopped as she looked at herself in one of the store's windows, catching a glimpse of her reflection, "I wish I was like Jackie. Maybe then she'd let me in to her life and not run away from someone as… ugly and unappealing as me."
Striding past her at that moment two boys could be heard shouting as they sprinted towards the center of the mall. "Dude I am telling you it's her: the one from the club!"
"No way dude, it can't be no ones seen her since."
"I am telling you mate, its Jackie Hyde!"
Mari head snapped in the direction of the two figures, as she spun on the spot. 'Did they just say what I think they said,' Mari declared. She didn't waste time asking as her legs began to move of their own free will after the two of them: there was no way she would lose Jackie a third time.
Meanwhile
On Stage
Jackie was stepping out with a sexy black ensemble with a V-neck line, but this time, she was wearing black high heel shoes that Winter had rushed in for her size. Her hair was done in a dazzling ponytail, while her bangs were free to dangle. She smiled as she was about to strut on stage. But then she stopped, as she spotted Lutrica… with a guy holding a gun at her side.
She stopped, as she growled, "And what exactly are you doing?"
"We're robbing this show," the thug spat out. "What's it to you?"
Jackie frowned at this as she glared at the guy. Sure she didn't like Lutrica all that much, but for all the right reasons, the money was needed for whatever fundraiser this was fore. She turned to face the thugs, as she snarled, "I'm going to stop you."
Angered the thug turned his gun against Jaqueline and wrapped his arm around Lutrica's neck. Jaqueline though advanced just a quickly the noise of a gunshot going off as she ran straight at it, the bullet barely grazing her before she seized the pistol and the attacks whole hand and closing her fist around it. The attacker screamed as he wretched his mangled weapon and bruised fist away falling to the floor howling in pain. Jackie now towered over the criminal her hands on her hips as she inspected the would-be attacker bellow her ignoring as Lutrica crawled away.
Jackie could only snort as the thug looked up at her with indigent glare as he nursed his bruised and battered limb. Still she noticed that his eyes darted to the floor and following his gaze Jackie could see him glancing at a small silver key that lay by her foot.
"Oh what is this?"
She never had a chance to find out when she heard a loud gunshot from behind her and felt herself hit in the back and thrown to the ground. The thug recoiled as the woman was thrown down beside him and then he stared back across at his savior: it was several other thugs all masked, but it was Castle wearing a bandana over his face, who was using both hands to stead an oversized hand canon with a smoking barrel that had blown the brute of a woman away.
The crowd at this had begun to yell, scattering from the scene as onlookers saw the armed assault on the stage.
"Okay change of plans," Castle barked to his men, pointing to them and where they need to go, "Grab the key, case and anything else. We are blasting our way out."
As he watched two of his men rush towards their fallen accomplice and the key he contemplated the white woman lying on the floor. Part of him was glad that he upgraded his firearm after that wolf arse knocked him senseless, but as he glowered at the enormous white woman, smoke rising from where he had hit her he couldn't help but spit. "And now we are getting weirder freaks... great." Still he took a step back as he watched the pale form of Jackie rise.
Jackie cracked her neck a little, as she lightly padded her back, and brought the hand back. She looked at the soot on her hands, and then back at Castle and company. "Seriously? What made you think a bullet was gonna pierce that backside?"
One of the men gulped, "She can't be killed… she can't be killed…"
Mari raced over nearby, as she heard the gunshots, and saw a couple of thugs armed to the teeth on stage. And there standing in front of them, wearing a sexy dress with her hair up, was Jackie Hyde. And boy did she looked pissed.
Finally, one of the guys freaked out, as he charged at her, though more influenced by fear than rational thought, as he screamed out, "SHE'S A DEMON!"
And then she swatted him awake, hitting him through a store window, as glass rained downward. He didn't get up, but he let out a small groan. The thugs turned in shock at that scene, and then straight onto the unamused Jackie Hyde.
She arched an eyebrow, as she looked at them, "Really?"
Castle began to back off as he switched the safety back off his gun, backing up slowly as one of his men suicidally charged the pale woman, before being sent crashing into the area bellow the stage. The thug however had a plan.
"Buddy! Grab the case and run as he charged towards the draped wall of the stage.
Jackie only paid Castle a momentary attention as she spotted the other criminal grab the prize money and leap off the stage and into the mall bellow. She began to turn to chase after him only to have her vision obscured by a cloth drape which the gang leader had ripped off the wall and thrown over her head.
She could hear Castle give the order to "run," as she felt her anger rise higher and higher.
To say it was a pointless gesture was an understatement, it acted little more than a distraction as Jackie easily grabbed the cloth and with a simple arm gesture tore the item in two. But once she was free she saw that the thugs had scattered in all directions, some charging off down one aisle, other rushing for the fire escapes, and Castle ducking back into the changing rooms, as the boy with the box of cash vanished from her sight entirely as he dived into the crowd. In that split second she had lost most of them, and if she waited around she would lose more.
She then went after Buddy Repperton.
And yet while no one was looking a sly hand creeped up onto the stage and snagged the abandoned key before anyone knew it was gone.
Mari however was in hot pursuit of the boy with the cash, she had seen most of the events transpire, and she had a rough idea of what had happened. Barging through the crowd she gave tail to the back of the thug she had spotted, hounding him as he remained unaware that he was being tailed.
Mari smirked, as she thought to herself, 'This is too perfect. If I can take this guy down and bring him back, Jackie will definitely like me more. And hopefully next time she won't be ditching me again.'
Now almost barging past pedestrians Mari managed to get within grabbing distance of the criminal and dived for his jacket which she snagged with one arm, and with an impressive feat of strength, her lightly muscled arms straining from the effort as she pulls him back and threw him to the ground.
She smiled in triumph as she went to tower over him grinning with pride, as she paces her hands on her hips looking down at her quarry with a confident pride. "Looks like you have been... been..."
The boy on the floors hood came down and Mari swear she could recognize him from somewhere, she at first blinked in surprise at the uncanny appearance of the crook. But then she was staring at the revolver he was now pointing at her in anger, the box of money lying just beside where he fell.
Mari gulped.
BLAM!
Mari suddenly felt very light, like she was suddenly a feather caught in a gentle breeze. Then her world began to spin as she felt something push her backwards, and to her own eyes the whole world began to slow down until it was at a snail's crawl passing her by in seconds: and then she was falling, further and further as the edge of her vision slowly turned to black. By the time she hit the floor she wasn't sure she could feel anything anymore.
She brought her hand up... and it was dripping with blood.
Meanwhile
Back at the Stage
Jackie had been chasing after the ring leader Castle her huge frame easily keeping pace if not surpassing the stocky criminal leader who was bulldozing past fashion models behind the scene. Jackie fumed as she saw him knock Winter to the ground and she lunged at him just missing as he dived through a utility door and into the hidden back tunnels of the mall. Still she didn't have time for this and she went at full pelt yelling at the girls to get out the way ad smashing through a door further ahead of Castle disintegrating it to splinters, crashing through right in front of the fleeing criminal.
"Shit!"
"Shit indeed," Jackie declared with a sadistic grin as she reached down to grab him only for him to jump back and pull out his massive pistol again. "Really?" Although before she could finish that sentence the boss fired and the bullet hit her square in her right breast, and Jackie fell to her knees: 'oh wow,' she thought as the sensation of the bullet hitting her tender area sent only pleasure down her spine. "T-that... that felt good!"
Castle took a step back as he stared up at the titanic woman who had gotten back to her feat. "Shoot me again," she asked flicking her hair and smiling with a looked that almost relished the next shot.
Castle only dared to fire two more as he gave up and threw the pistol right at Jackie which she caught and crushed by simply closing her wrist. Then before this criminal could run Jackie swung her leg out and smashed it square into his chest, the supernatural leg sending him only a foot into the nearby wall and creating a dust cloud that slowly settled revealing that she had created a perfect outline of the criminal scum into the wall, as the criminal scum soon peeled out of it groaning to himself.
"All talk, and no play I guess," Jackie grinned as she looked down at the shattered man.
"I-I-I... I never even... I-I... I didn't even trash talk," he managed to groan before feeling the coldness of unconsciousness take him.
Suddenly Jackie heard a gunshot: she smiled, "well I better go see what that is about."
She hopped off stage and ran to where the gunshot was. Once she rounded the corner, her smirk showed her hot and heavy readiness for battle. However, once she did, she paled in what she saw. One of the thugs was scrounging his way to get back on to his feet. And lying on the ground was Mari; her Mari. But around her was a red puddle. A puddle of blood.
The blood had begun to run down the grooves of the tiled floor as the thug scrambled to his feet sprinting away and leaving the cash box cast aside on the floor. Blood pulsated within Jackie's brain as her anger began to swell: she needed to hurt; to rip that criminal scum apart. But as she watched him clear the automatic doors, her own body braced to run after him she heard a murmur bellow her feet and saw Mari twist and groan, as she clutched at her wound, curling up on the floor. No one dared to approach them as Jackie balled her hands into fists: that thug would pay, he would pay HE WOULD DIE!
Jackie get a hold of yourself!
Jackie froze as the voice of Jaqueline whispered inside her mind. Jackie you have to let him go.
"WHY," yelled Jackie, causing the standers by to back off slowly from the raging amazon.
Because you need to save Mari!
Jackie's anger faded away, as her face then went into concern, as she turned towards her friend. She knelt down, and scooped her up. She then got up, still looking in concern of her fallen friend and lover. And then for the first time in her existence, Jackie asked, "What do I do, Jaqueline? Help me."
Later On
Eco-Corp
Jaqueline Jekyll's Lab
Jaqueline had been given a grant and a job offer in Eco-Corp due to her intellect. The lab wasn't as big as most would think, but it was homey for her. It was clean and well kept, with state-of-the-art equipment. As well as a closet of lab coats, an examination table, and other accessories. Jackie was able to get in due to knowing Jaqueline's code for access, as well as easily passing the guards. Nobody saw her bolt from the mall to over here. It was easy since her legs were powerful enough for jumps. But for the moment, she had to help Mari, who was still bleeding and cradling in her arms.
She placed her on one of the examination tables, using it as a cot of sorts. Suddenly, Jackie reverted back to Jaqueline as her hands and intellect were needed for this. Never minding that the dress slid off of her, she began to work on removing the bullet. Anesthesia was placed but no time to work, as she had to work in removing the bullet fast. Mari winched and cried out from the pain, but Jaqueline managed to get the bullet out as fast as she could. She then patched her up, as Mari passed out from the pain, but didn't go into shock.
With it all over, Jaqueline grabbed one of the lab coats and used it as a robe, as she was dressed for now. But Jackie asked, Is she gonna be okay, Jaqueline? Tell me, please.
"It's not good. She's lost a lot of blood," Jaqueline explained. "We need to perform a transfusion. But…" She sighed, "But we don't have any of her blood type. Which is O Positive."
Wait. Isn't that your… I mean, our blood type?
Jaqueline paled at that, as she gulped, "But… my blood… it's not…"
What choice do we have?
Jaqueline sighed in defeat, and became determined. She set up a blood transfusion station, and then hooked herself up to it, allowing blood to flow in there. Then she hooked it up to Mari, of which it gradually went its way into her circulatory system. Jaqueline sat down, as she gave a heaved breath of relief, "She… should be safe now."
Good Jackie's voice echoed. And now that that's done… can we please wear something other than a jacket? I'm pretty sure you're not into streaking. Yet.
Jaqueline blushed, as she nodded, "Yeah." But then blinked, as she smiled, "This gives me the perfect chance to see if that material works."
Material? What material?
Jaqueline walked over to a chest-sized chamber, as she activated a code, opening it. Once it opened, it revealed some clothing in there, as Jaqueline slipped off the coat, and began to dress.
Moments later, she was now sporting on a black turtleneck one-piece bathing suit of sorts, with a zipper going from neck to bellybutton. She also had on a black belt with a red buckle around her waist, with another one attached and dangling on her left side. Strapped onto her right thigh was a black and red pack, and finally black gloves with red wrist bands.
The young alchemist smiled, as she flexed her fingers in her new gloves, "Man, this feels better. Not that the dress was any different, but now things will be a little different now."
Such as?
The brunette smiled, as she closed her eyes, and then suddenly, she began to change as she transformed back into Jackie again. The Hyde blinked, as she looked down… and saw that the clothes stretched along with her, no tearing or shredding. The Hyde blinked at this, as she asked, "Amazing. How'd you do this?"
Well, it's simple. It's a new form of spandex I've been working on. Though it doesn't use petroleum jelly.
Jackie blinked, "Really? What did you use?"
A special form of proteins from a particular slime produced from a fish that most scientists have been trying to isolate. The Hag Fish.
Jackie grimaced, as she shuddered, "Okay that is... Ugh, this is gross."
Funnily enough at the same Jaqueline smiled and let out a small laugh, and for the first time ever Jackie joined her, the two halves of herself seemingly agreeing on the bizarre nature of the clothes.
Yeah it is a bit, Jaqueline said shaking her head, sighing to herself as Jackie looked at her reflection in a scientific mirror.
She could feel the smugness radiate from Jackie as the mental image of her form covered her mouth practically bawling with laughter. "What the hell made you think that was practical," her Amazonian side gloated holding her metal images sides in mental pain?
Jaqueline shrugged as Jackie pulled at the material, its rubbery texture smoothly moving between her fingers, before letting it go allowing it to remold around her breast. Well I did tests and it showed that I needed special enzymes to break down material in specific ways to merge with a bonding agent that could only be found in... Instantly she felt the mental image of Jackie snoring and she groaned. Why did you ask?
"Thought you could keep it concise," Jackie teased, "guess not."
Later On
Apartment Complex
Mari's Room
Jaqueline had transformed back into Jackie and took the unconscious Mari back to her hotel room. She gently placed her down on her bed, as Jackie commented, "Let's just pretend that when she wakes up, we'll tell her it was all a bad dream, okay?"
'Sure, but don't expect it to stick. She'll still have a wound on her side.' Jaqueline stated, but her thoughts were worried on something, Although I am a bit concerned: what will my blood do to her?
Jackie stood up, and shrugged, "Probably nothing." But she leaned down, and kissed Mari's forehead, "Sleep well, my sweet and pretty Mari." And then left for Jaqueline's room, closing the door behind her.
Hours Later
Nearly twenty minutes had passed and Mari merely snoozed, her entire injured form remaining immobile on the bed, as she curled up and snuggled against the blankets. Little did she know while she slept the wound above her shoulder had begun to heal. Within an honor it was closing up, within three it had closed over leaving a small white scar, and within two more only the flecks of dry blood indicated that there had been any wound at all.
Soon after Mari began to come around, she stirred slowly under the covers, as she began to come too she sat up in bed calmly stretching her back as she sat up and yawned to herself. At first she was unsure of why she was back in bed, and then she remembered getting shot. Instantly her hand dived to her wound and scratched at the location, only to find it was missing: Pulling down her collar could confirm it was gone: and she began to wonder had it really happened?
Flopping back down onto her bed, which creaked under her, Mari let her body be enveloped by her covers as she sighed.
'What a day'
Between Jaqueline's changes, the shopping, being shot, kidnapped and given a blood transfusion, Mari would have called it enough: but throw in werewolves and now she had to say reality had officially become weird. Rolling onto her back she absently rubbed the soft white foamy patch that covered her gut, groaning as her wound moved uncomfortably under her skin. Still resting against her bed she could not help but be thankful she was alright, if it wasn't for Jaqueline she could have… could have…
'Best not to think about it' Mari thought to herself as she placed the days memories out of her mind and decided to follow the doctors' orders and get some rest and relax. Well relax her way anyway.
Rolling over and reaching under her bed she grabbed a stack of magazines and grinned to herself as she pulled them out and marveled at the various front page models. A swimsuit edition showing a muscular man, a rather questionable magazine showing a tall adult woman pouting at her squeezing her rather large assets and finally a rather common snippet of an article showing a fitness trainer posing and showing off both her arse and trim tummy with the words Top ten tips to a new you. Mari however wasn't entirely interested in the article as she longingly gazed at the beautiful girl with her sculpted abs and toned powerful legs. It may have been rather questionable to do this, she thought, as she held up the magazine of the busty model wondering how big she was, but hey she had to right to like what she liked. Indeed she licked her lips as she cast aside the picture of the super model and gazed down at the muscular bodybuilder running a finger along her arms and getting lost in every detail.
'Still not as big as Jackie' she wondered aloud, a feeling of warmth coming over her cheeks.
Suddenly sitting up, Mari blinked as she remembered the pale, black, red haired amazon. God it had only been a few days since she had been 'graced' by her presence, and while she had checked every place she could for info on her and found nothing she still felt the memories of the girl who had blessed Mari with her presence creep back into her mind.
Mari paused for a moment as she just went over what she had thought. 'Graced?' 'Blessed?' Mari had to admit those were funny words to give someone. Still she instinctively bit her lip and ran her hands down her legs, a tingling sensation hitting her spine. But yet that's all she could say about a girl like that: Jackie was perfect. She had the body the attitude and she was strong, powerful and yet able to have fun. Mari had to say she had loved that brief moment she had shared with the pale amazon and felt another sudden tingle, now more like an electric shock hit her. But this time it was like her whole body had jolted to the left, as every vein lit up with an intensely soothing warmth: like Fourth of July mixed with a Christmas tree. Mari felt a gasp escape her lips, followed by a deep sense of longing, a need to be with Jackie again.
"Jackie," she purred, rolling onto her stomach and smoothing her face in the pillow. 'Dam it girl get a grip,' Mari then cursed as she tried to drown out those longing thoughts again. It was bad enough she had these thoughts about just casual friends, but Jackie was a total stranger. 'A sexy stranger,' her mind giving way a smidge to her intense feelings.
Mari groaned as she pulled herself out from the pillow and grabbed the magazines and forced them under her bed. She really needed to rest, and thinking of Jackie was stressing her out…
"Dam it." Whipping out her phone Mari went straight to her library and went back a few days to that night with Jackie. The pictures were blurry and shaky, testimony to anyone who was trying to stand still in a club, but the outline of the amazon like woman who was standing next to the selfie of Mari was unmistakable. Her pitch black hair, red bangs and massive chest, both in terms of muscle and bust' just sent another quiver down Mari spine. The next photo was of Jackie kissing her, and Mari haphazardly trying to capture the picture. Jackie's body pressed closely to hers, her chest almost spilling out of the tiny top she was wearing, her tight body placed against hers, and her powerful arms almost lifting the girl off the floor.
Mari was used to being with stronger people, but something about Jackie being a woman seemed to spark a deep feeling within her. It was both pleasurable to think about but also made her feel really small: Mari wanted to be as strong.
Biting her lip another wave of pleasure came over her as she let her eyes roll back into her head and imagined Jackie during their night. The girl had almost broken down the door as they forced their way into her bedroom and onto the covers, both kissing each other like wild animals. And as their bodies intertwined their lips never breaking Mari could not take it and let out a moan, the memory swarming over her as the warmth in her veins grew and grew.
Little did she know within her blood small enzymes had begun to move. The rush of adrenaline the girl was having moved her blood faster and faster: and these tiny little enzymes began to glow.
On Jackie's skin her veins began to glow a faint yellow, creeping up from her arm, and towards her neck. Mari however did not notice this at all, the pleasure rising within her. But as the light reached her head, Mari felt something form inside her brain, like a balloon filling with air that got bigger and bigger and for a moment she could only just lay there as whatever it grew and grew. And finally it popped.
Mari's eyes shot open, the Hispanic girls brown eyes now replaced with two glowing yellow orbs that stared out madly. And yet a excited smile formed over her lips.
"I… I-I feel good" she purred, her voice vibrating as she shivered in pleasure. Her whole body beginning to shake and convulse, her neck writing, and arms and hands moving to their limits as the light within her veins now spread down from her head and to every finger and toe.
Mari had to admit right now she couldn't think: she didn't know why or consider what was happening only whatever it was it felt dam good. Still as the pleasure concentrated in her hand she lifted them up her arms shaking in joy as wave after wave of sensations hit her. The tingling sensation however slowly intensified and slowly her dark skinned hands began swell, her fingers, palm and wrists seemed to grow out to double their size. Indeed slowly the glowing veins began to fade but her tanned skin began to lighten and shift towards a golden color that started at her wrist and soon enveloped her hands and spread up her arms. She could only stare in awe as the change snaked up her limbs, her forearms slowly inflating towards the shoulders which seemed to pop out as well before moving onto her biceps which in turn saw her skin tighten against her expanding skin. It was unmistakable she was growing muscles… real muscles. Soon her arms were three times as large and the tingling sensation only grew as it hit her shoulders and she felt a crack as her collar bone surged outwards, her shoulders rounding off as her arms grew to a size that would make the men in her magazines jealous.
Still she could see her body writhe and twist under her clothes as her flesh began to press again her clothes. She could feel her chest suddenly explode as she looked down and saw the tops of what looked like muscle and the small rise in height and pleasure from around her breasts, the visible skin turning a bright gold. And as she felt the changes spread down her stomach and towards her hips which she felt snap apart with an audible crack, Mari felt a sudden heat grow into an inferno.
"Feels… like… I am on FIRE!"
Suddenly her gyrating body bounced as she forced her hips forwards with her change, the band around her trousers tightening, as with each thrust her hips grew wider and the inferno in her body grew to eclipse everything, "More, more, more," Mari moaned with each thrust, as she couldn't take it any more as she felt her bra dig into her flesh!
Grabbing her top the now golden girl tore off her shirt and threw it aside with her bra in one swift movement, her bed creaking like crazy as she rolled around on her covers. Now marveling as she saw a washboard stomach suddenly tighten and twist into a six pack Mari ran her hands over it and trembled as then grabbed the side of the bed and raised herself into the air on her now powerful arms shaking her hair from side to side, almost screaming. Now feeling her long locks covering her eyes, Mari could feel some changes now come over her face as with a painful snap and twist her face shifted slightly, but yet as she bit her lip in pain she felt it grow as well and with it another wave of intense satisfaction, her glowing yes closing in joy as she shivered again and again. And with each twist her legs grew larger, tauter and longer, their muscles swelling out and causing her jeans to suddenly rip along the seam as the tree trunks burst through causing them to explode as Mari moved ever so slightly tearing the fabric apart.
And from here, as the golden skinned woman panted and panted as she flopped back onto her bed and ran her hands up the sides of her body. And the pleasure only grew. And as the energy within her reached a height she thought it never could she saw the hair over her eyes shift and alter, lifting up on its own accord and lighten from a dark brown to a golden blonde with white tips. And yet the pleasure remained.
Mari for a while could only pant as the energy within her body coursed through her, causing her now womanly face to smile as she looked around her surroundings, but in a new way. Something within her felt different, the energy having changed her, or maybe she had always felt this way she wasn't sure. But she felt the same, but different.
Finally sitting up, the same warm feeling all over her body, the golden Amazon began to find her voice. "Talk about having a major wet dream." Inspecting herself Mari could not believe what had happened, it seemed so surreal and different. She looked like someone had just hit her with ten years of fitness training out in Barbados; and then some. She was tanned, and from the look of things she had grown, her legs now poking off the edge of the bed, and her neck now banging against the headrest. Still as she flexed her arms and absently tried to poke one of them, but finding that they seemed to be made of steel she gave a wide toothy grin.
"Fucking A!" She screamed leaping off her bed and crashing back down. With a final audible creak the bed legs buckled and the whole structure crashed down to the floor with an almighty thud, and sickening crunch.
"Ooof," Mari cursed as she felt her belongings under the bed smash under her new weight. Indeed as she looked down she could see the magazines she had read poking half out from under the wooden frame. And taking a second to look at her arms and then take her two hands and try and fail to place them around her new thighs. Man she was huge.
Stepping off the bed and rushing to her mirror, her new larger feet crushed the male magazine cover underfoot and rushed to the mirror and what she saw made her eyes light up. A golden amazon of a woman, with a cut and chiseled bodies, just like Jackie's: no maybe a bit more defined their Jackie's. Still with her wide hips, spikey wild hair and toned build she easily matched her one night stand.
'Still no chest' she mused rubbing her rather flat upper body but moaned as an intense heat built up in her body causing her to moan, and shiver. "Never mind… that's gooooood!" And she got lost in the pleasure, and slowly her mind began to slip away.
In her place new entity now opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror. The entity turned Mari's body around and placed her hand on the now shapely heart formed rear and marveled as her old panties rode up the arse crack becoming a thong.
"I need Jackie," the bronzed lady grinned as she bit her lip and looked down at her old self's phone, a picture of the pale goddess still on it. "I need Jackie," she repeated. "I need… oh, fuck it. Jaqueline will do!"
Jaqueline's Room
Although they were in her room, Jackie had not yet reverted back to Jaqueline. She was sitting on the bed, still in the outfit from before, as she was thinking aloud, "Still, I can't help but worry about Mari. I just home she's…"
The door busted down connecting the bathrooms, as Jackie coughed up the dust forming, until it faded, as she waved away, "Yeesh! What the heck happened?"
"So this is where you have been hiding," a confident voice declared: Jackie managing to make a silhouette out against the dust. At first she narrowed her glowing yellow eyes, her gaze contorting to make out whoever it was. At first she was a little confused: as the person had to big, really big. But as the dust settled and the person began to step out of the she began to make out the feminine but deep and sensual voice. "You know I was looking for Jacqueline but rather I find you here instead." Finally the dust settled and the Hyde could get a good look at this newcomer. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
The figure was tall, almost 6'5ft, which was around the same height as Jackie. She was broad in the shoulders and while two tiny bumps could be seen on her chest her broad shoulders led down into long muscular arms and her hips flared out widely from a muscular six pack stomach onto a pair of legs which seemed to go on for miles. Her skin was bright orange like she had gotten the most insane tan in existence and her bright blonde hair was marked with flecks of white, her bright glowing yellow eyes marking her out as the same creature as Jackie: a Hyde.
"I take it you find me impressive," the woman said, turning around to show off her new body to Jackie with a grin. Despite her confidence Jackie couldn't help but feel her eyes bulge forward as she caught sight of this stranger's well-toned arse. "I take it I have your attention: and I presume this time you won't run off?"
Suddenly that small sentence blew the lid off of who this was for Jackie. "Mari... is that you?"
"So I do have your attention," the Hyde said again crossing the room, moving her hips side to side as she closed the gap on her would be crush before pressing her hard toned body again Jackie's equally supernatural physique. "Ask me later," she stated before pressing her tanned lips against Jackie's ashen skin.
At first Jackie was deeply surprised by the sudden transformation of Mari into this… this… gorgeous Hyde. She brought her hands up to her arms, grabbing them, rubbing them up and down as they kissed.
Mari, in her mind, was gleefully screaming, 'Oh wow. I don't know what's going on, but damn, I feel great! And Jackie's here… in Jaqueline's room, and…' but then it suddenly came to her head as her eyes opened wide with surprise.
Jackie was a bit shocked by this, but the kiss was becoming too much for her, 'Baby, I've waited for something like this. Someone like me. Someone who can keep up. And the best part is that it's Mari… wait, Mari?'
Suddenly, the two broke apart, as both went at the same time, "Jaqueline/Mari? Is that you? What happened? Why are you…? What are you…?"
Both supernatural girls just stared at on another, cradling their enhanced forms in each other's arms, their supernatural bodies rubbing against one another as they tried to comprehend what had happened. Mari was the first to speak as she leaned in and began to nibble Jackie's neck. "Wow... so I guess... that... formula... did more... than... just... change... your... normal... appearance," she managed to say between bites.
"You could say that: ooooh," the pale Hyde managed to reply before she felt Mari grip her arse causing her in response to slide a muscular leg up and wrap it around her waist. She smirked, "Oh, you're gonna get no sleep tonight, you know…"
Jackie then grabbed her ass, causing Mari to let out a surprised squeak, as Jackie blushed, "You still have that cute little squeak whenever someone squeezes your weak spot. Yeah, it's you alright."
Mari smirked, and then pulled Jackie to the bed, as the sounds of kissing and moaning were let out all through the night.
The Next Morning
The sun arose once again, pinning through the blinds of the windows of Jaqueline's room. Once again, Jaqueline lay in her bed, sprawled all over and completely naked. Though she had her blankets covering her nude frame, while her arms were sprawled to the sides. As the sun touched her, she stirred awake, as her vision became a little blurry but cleared up. She looked around and saw she was in her room again. She smiled, knowing that it was a lovely morning. She sat up, stretching her arms out, yawning out, "Mmmmm, what a lovely morning."
However, her moment of relaxation came to a crashing halt, as she felt a stirring next to her. She looked to her left side and saw something stirring in her covers. She turned and lifted the cover a bit to see what it was… or who it was. Jaqueline blushed in shock, as she saw that curled up next to her, sleeping with a satisfied smile on her face… was a naked Mari.
Jaqueline blinked, "Mari? What the…?" But then it all came flooding back, as she blinked, "Wait. My blood. It had the Hyde formula still circulating. The transfusion must have infused Mari with it, turning her into that…" then the visage of Mari's Hyde form came back. When she imagined the orange tanned being making love to her, Jaqueline blushed a little.
She cupped her face, as she groaned, "Great. Now I'm just as perverted as Jackie." But then she arched an eyebrow, "Wait a minute. In her Hyde form, she was still herself. Does that mean it only amplified who she was instead of awakening something deep in her?"
"Mmmmm," Mari stirred a little, as Jaqueline looked back to her left, seeing Mari start to rise up.
She propped herself up on her elbows, as her backside was shown as the pulled covers were off her upper body. Mari turned to Jaqueline, who lightly waved at her, smiling awkwardly, "Eh… good morning, Mari."
Mari smiled dumbfoundedly as she smiled, "G'd mornin'…" But then shot awake, as she flew up in a kneeling position, freaking out, "WAIT A MINUTE! WHY AM I HERE?! WHY AM I NAKED!? WHY ARE YOU NAKED?! And why are we in the same bed?! Together?! I thought I was sleeping with Jackie!"
Jaqueline frowned and let out a long sigh before falling back into the bed. "I thought you worked that out last night?"
"No we just... wait you said... and I said..." Mari was quiet for a full minuet as she gripped her head and tried to force the thought through. "HOLY CRAP YOUR JACKIE HYDE."
"Not by choice," Jaqueline muttered.
Mari then thought about it, for a moment, and smirked, "Hey… I'm a Hyde too?" She let this sink in, as she smiled, blushing, "This is too cool!"
Jaqueline blinked at this, as she asked, "Wait. You're… not disappointed that I'm the girl you made out with?"
Mari shook her head, still smiling, "Nope. In fact…" She then crawled over to Jaqueline, pinning her down, as Jaqueline blushed, as she leaned down, daring to give her a nose kiss, "I think it's super hot. I mean, it's usually a girl's dream to have their best friend as their lover. Though usually, they prefer the female friend in a guy's body."
Next Chapter: A Hero in Both Forms; Good in the Hyde Legacy
