In the hustle and bustle of the school corridors, Callum is getting a lot of attention due to his new size. He's getting teased, yelled at, spat at. He doesn't realise he's under someone's protection.

Suddenly, he's pushed into a locker by someone else in his sixth form class. Alex, a bully. "What's up, fatty? You put on weight quickly. Freak." He dragged him by the collar into the boys' toilets, pushing him against the wall. "You make an excellent punching bag looking like that." Alex throws a punch at Callum's stomach, then two more on his arms. Before he can punch him in the face, his fist is grabbed. "Who the fuck-," Alex turns round, seeing his biology teacher, Mr. Roth. "Get your hands off me!" He shook him off. "You don't punch people- especially those under my protection, Alex…" Dexa cracked his fingers. "Now, Callum, this may come as a shock… but watch and listen." PHHBBTTTTT! FFRRRRT! PHHHBBBT! He reached for his forehead, unzipping slowly, a bright blue light shining out of the gap. Callum watched in horror, seeing his teacher slowly begin to unmask himself. Alex runs for the door, but it's locked. He turns to see his teacher wiggle his way out of his own skin, a big green monster emerging. As the skin slides down his torso, Dexa moans. "Ohh, yes… two hunts in a day, I can die happy…" PHHBTTT! GUUURRRGLE! His stomach gurgled, digesting the reporter from earlier. Alex just sees his teacher's trousers falling down, revealing a massive green ass laden with sweat. "What the fuck, what the fuck, what the…" he keeps repeating to himself. Suddenly, the monster turns around, kicking off the skin and lunging at Alex, who doesn't even have time to yell.

Callum watches as his teacher kills and eats his bully. Once finished, he turns around, letting out a big belch. BUUUUURP! "Ooof, that was a good meal…" He smiles at Callum with his pointed teeth. "Sir, you're…"

"Handsome? Beautiful? Fantastic? Sexy?" Dexa poses, smirking at Callum. "Do you like my true form, Callum?" While he is very attracted to his teacher, this might be one revelation that he's actually scared of. "Are you going to come to my office after school?" Callum, again, just nods - seemingly speechless and under the effect of Dexa's pheromones. He watches as Dexa disposes of the boys' clothes and unwanted parts into a trash bag, leaving it by the bin. "Good as new." He then put his suit back on, and Callum smiled, seeing the person he fell for - could he get used to this? "See you after school." Dexa winked. He was starting to have doubts about giving up this human… perhaps… no, he couldn't… could he?

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As the bell rang for afternoon lessons, Joe and Frank were finally relieved of their kitchen duties for a break. They made their way to the staffroom, opening their lunches. Whilst Frank was off getting some water, Joe snuck some sauce into Frank's salad. He didn't notice anything was up. Now he just had to wait…

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"This service you've offered us is much better than that other service we tried… Boe something or other." Grors chuckled. He gets a message from his brother, Keess, 'Suit is big enough. Let the hunt begin, brother'. Dexa attempted to stop Grors to talk about this Boe person, but Grors was already beginning to stalk the hallway - the science block was empty, as it was after school time.

"And then there it was, this great big spaceship! Honestly, it is the best game ever, give it a go when you're home!" Frank laughs with Joe. There's a clattering behind the corner. "Hey, what was that? Who's there?" Joe shouts, playing his part in this hunt. Suddenly, Grors comes around the corner, snarling. "What the- FUCK!" Frank grabs Joe's hand, and the two begin running. Joe slows down, getting 'hit' by Grors' claw, striking him down to the floor. Frank just keeps running, thinking he'd just left his friend for dead.

"Now, brother, catch up to him. And then we will hunt!" Grors commanded. Joe stood, rushing after Frank.

Frank had been running for what felt like hours. The exterior doors were locked, some kind of sick joke most likely- but it had gone wrong, his friend was dead-. And then he hit a dead end. "Fuck." He said aloud, when he heard panting and running from around the corner. Oh no, oh no-!

It was just Joe, who ran to Frank and the two hugged. "I'm so sorry I left you back there!" Frank began, but Joe shushed him. "Don't worry- oh, goodness-," he farted. FFRRRRRPT! "Sorry, all that running made my lunch digest faster!" Joe laughed. Frank laughed too. "To be honest, I seem to have put on a bunch of weight since lunchtime… not sure how- it's weird though…" Then, they heard squelchy footsteps. "Ohh, come out come out wherever you are!" Grors called. "Oh no, oh no it's-," Frank began, but he was grabbed from behind. "Wh-what are you doing, Joe?!" Joe just laughed, farting more with excitement. PHHBTTT! FRRRRTTTT! FRPPT! "Oh, it's been hard holding all those in… couldn't have you thinking something was up." He laughed, gripping Frank harder. "It's especially hard not to want you all to myself, as well… but my brother will soon take your place." He gestured to the big alien who had just rounded the corner. Frank started screaming, but Joe covered his mouth. "Grors, my brother, I let you have this kill. I am most content in my disguise." He smirked. "Good, good… keep him still. Time for a bit of target practice!" And with that, in one fell swoop, Grors swiped Frank across his forehead. "Aww, he died of shock!" Keess frowned. "That's no fun… we'll have to go hunting again later! Let's take him to Gaass and get this suit ready… I hope he gives me good gas.. Hehe."

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Later still, Callum awaits his teacher's arrival outside of his office. He sees one of the cafeteria workers and a monster that looks like Dexa carrying the body of another of the cafeteria workers. "Shit, shit- it's a kid– I thought everyone was gone!" Keess hissed. Dexa emerged from his office, naked as the day he was born. "Gentlemen, don't worry… Callum here is more than comfortable with our species. You may go down into the bunker." He gestured them through, and Callum just stared at Dexa. "Sorry about that, Callum… I'm not the only one of my species here. I hope that sight didn't scare you too much." Callum stood still, staring at his teacher's physique. "I won't lie, sir… this whole new revelation is kind of scaring me." Dexa chuckled, leading Callum into his office with his claw.

Dexa knew that Bren was in the corner of the room, waiting to make Callum his skin suit. He just had to get… Callum into position. "What's there to be scared of? All those times we've talked, that's always been me." Dexa asks, his heart beating- not because he was embarrassed, but because he knew what he was about to do next. As Callum got into position, Bren emerged from the shadows, claws ready to attack!

"Sorry, Bren… give my regards." Dexa grabbed his teleporter, relaying it back to Bren, teleporting him to a set of random coordinates somewhere on Earth. Callum just watched, in awe. "What- what happened? What-," but what he didn't expect was Dexa to kneel and say to him- "I've just broken every rule to save you- you are mine. Not to hunt, or kill… mine to play with. I've never found a human so willing to bend to my very whim." To a normal person, this would sound psychopathic- but to Callum, under Dexa's pheromones, this was the nicest thing that he could have said. "I…" He stammered. He really wasn't sure why he was so happy with that statement- he was outwardly terrified- yet he couldn't get enough. Dexa smirks. "Now, go and wait at your house. I need to sort some things out. Pack a bag." Callum tilts his head, raising an eyebrow. "Why? A-are we going somewhere?" Dexa just nods, ushering him out of the room.

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As Dexa made his way downstairs, Keess and Grors both approach him, in their skins. "Thank you for a fast and reliable service, Dexa. We'll be back for your plan, as was agreed, in the kitchens… but we will be taking our leave. We just need to find Bren." Grors says. "Ah, Bren already went to leave for his mission- he wasted no time!" Keess hisses. "Naughty scamp- we told him to wait! Ah, thank you anyways… we'll contact him as soon as we get back to the space station!" And with that, Keess pulled out a sack of small diamonds. "This should be satisfactory for payment, yes?" Dexa just nods, putting them to the side. "So, uh- I heard you were with another company before you chose us… can I ask about that?" Grors audibly groaned. "Cousin Boe said our skins were ready- but then we get told that they've been eaten! Apparently some loose cannon…" Dexa just nodded, waving the two Slitheen off. He grabs the bag of diamonds, and makes his way further into the bunker.

He finds Graax and Gaass, eating some bone broth - it looked homemade! "Listen, guys… I… have to go away for a while." He announces, placing the bag of diamonds on the table.

"What?! Why? I demand you tell me why!" Graax stands, facing his husband head on. Dexa kisses his lover. "You know I love both of you, and that's why… I can't be here. I made a… mistake. Callum was supposed to be for Bren, but… I loved having a plaything. The dispatcher isn't going to be happy… I broke all the rules to keep this one. I'm going to leave my skin here once I can find a replacement." Gaass stands. "I understand… you can be so selfish sometimes! What did you do with Bren?" He asks. "Wellllll… may have teleported him to random coordinates on Earth, so… let's hope he can find his own way in the world!" Dexa grimaces, knowing he's in the wrong here. "Dexa, this is about profit- not fun." Gaass sighs. "I know that, I know- and… I got you both involved, and then Kist came into the equation…" He was interrupted again by his husband. "You should go. But I want you back safe, okay? I don't want to feel the guilt of sending you away and having to sense you dying slowly." Graax kisses him. Gaass just sighs. "You guys can handle this for a while, okay? Just… keep on keeping on! I will be back… once I find a way to have my cake and eat it too. It's lucky that I found a lead on a rival skin company, too… I can deal with them to get back into the dispatcher's good graces."

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Callum was busy packing - he didn't really know what to bring. All Dexa had said is that they were going somewhere. But where? He was still so confused what was going on- but all he cared about was pleasing Dexa - the alien that terrified him. He was reluctant to stay here, but couldn't make himself leave.

He'd agreed to be his plaything… unwillingly. Why did he like it when he farted? The smell had gone from awful to… pleasant in a matter of days. The confidence… the pure sex appeal…

Snapping him out of his trance was his front door opening - there was his teacher. "Callum, okay- good. I got a lead on some intel about a rival skin company- they must operate nearby. I'm going to need your help. Have you got any fat neighbours?"

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"Hello there, I'm raising money for the World Hunger association…" Callum said bluntly, with a smile, standing on his neighbour's doorstep. "Ah, yes, okay- one moment!" The surprised neighbour didn't realise his back door opening and someone walking inside.

Dexa snuck upstairs, giving Callum a nod. "Well, sir, thank you for donating to the World Hunger association." Callum beamed, taking the £5 note offered by his neighbour. "No worries, have a good evening, Callum." And he shuts the door. Callum laughs- the idea that his master was getting a good meal turned him on. He heard the sound of massive farts, which intrigued him… why?! He opened the front door once more, sneaking upstairs.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?!"

Dexa just laughed. "Ohh, I'm just here on behalf of the World Hunger association- it's time for my next meal." PHHHBTTTT! "Oooh, so gassy… but you'll make me even more so…" He laughed, immediately unzipping himself. His neighbour screamed, rushing down the stairs, trying to hide behind the sofa. Callum watched it all go down, scared but unsure why he was hard.

"Come out, come out wherever you aaaare..!" Dexa sung. "Oh, no, I guess he's gone! I should just leave…" He teased. "STUPID HUMAN! The Slitheen have the best sense of smell in the galaxy, I know where you're hiding… you stink of fear…" He jumped behind the sofa, hissing at his prey. "P-please..! Have mercy!"

"Sorry, we don't have that word in my language." Dexa, with a swipe of his claw, ended the poor human's life. He got straight to converting the body into a suit, waving Callum over. "Let's give this thing a test drive, eh?" He laughed, pulling the suit over his massive body. Callum's cock was as hard as it had ever been. Once he was fully suited, Dexa shoved Callum down, sitting on his face. "Let me know how it is." PHHHHBTTT! FRRRPP! FLLLRRRRP! PHHHHHBBBBBBTTTT!

Callum shot his load right there, and drifted off into an unconscious sleep. Dexa sniffed, trying to find another scent- not his own gas- but the scent of an unfamiliar Slitheen… aha. About a mile north, he could smell… a couple different scents. Hm… this may be worth investigating.

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In his new skin, Dexa had hotwired Callum's parents' car, driving with him to the source of the scent- an all boys' school. Bastards copied their idea! He pulls up to the gates, and is invited in.

The rather chubby headmaster welcomes the two in right away- he's more than happy to enroll a new student, especially one of Callum's size… But Dexa doesn't notice anything off about the teacher's scent.

"We'd be delighted to take your son in to our school! Mr… what was it?"

"Sweet. Mr. Sweet."

"That's right… okay… Callum, we'd be happy to have you!" He passes some forms to Dexa, who begins to sign them. As he's doing so, the Slitheen posed as the headmaster smells something… familiar. This man is a Slitheen- possibly a spy from Cousin Gaass…

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Once everything is signed, Dexa walks out of the office with Callum, cutting a long fart once he leaves. PHHHHBBBBBTTTTT! "Gosh, I was holding that in a while…" He fanned the air, walking out. Callum was just in a trance, sniffing it like a madman- but why?! What was it he found so hot?!