Blaax grunted, pulling the tight skin up her fat body. It fits fine, but it feels weird being inside the skin of a biological man- even if they didn't identify with gender stereotypes. "This is ridiculous." She grunts, shifting uncomfortably, hiking up a leg and letting one rip. "Well, I don't know about you, but something smells good!" Gaarn flirts, smacking Blaax on the bottom. "Oh shut up, Gaarn! Put your horndog away for five seconds." She smacks him, leaving a mark on the skin suit's cheek. "Ow! Now you're gonna have to kiss it better..!" Gaarn pouts, rubbing his skin suit's beard. Blaax rolls her eyes, kissing Gaarn on the lips- when suddenly, he grabs her tight and doesn't let go, scrunching up his face dramatically.

PBBBBBHHHHHTTTBBBTTTTTTT!

She gasps. "Gaarn Jr. Sasp Goss Kegrideem-Plin Slitheen!"

Gaarn just laughed, his grasp on Blaax growing tighter as the stink envelops them both.

—

Unfortunately, Blaax's skin suit had a life- one that she needed to get to know. A classical literature lecture? Ugh. How boring. Why couldn't there be any real subjects of learning? Hunting 101? How to pull off a heist? Zip installation for dummies?

As she walked into the loud lecture theatre, a group of humans flagged her over. "Quen! Over here!" She walks over, studying them all carefully. "Hiii…" She says, starting to remember their names. "Alexis, hii!" She sits down in between Alexis and someone named Onyx. "So- how was it last night? Was it the date of your dreams-" They go silent as they see the professor- a big guy in a tweed jacket- oh, for the love of…

Gaarn walks in, sizing up his new students- smelling his lover, who was sitting right there in the front row. He winks, and opens his briefcase. "Right, good morning everybody- I'm William Cork, your literature classics professor…"

"Oh my god he's so hot..!" Onyx swooned, causing Blaax to give them the death stare. "Ooh- alright! I know he's yours, Quen!" Onyx and Alexis laugh quietly. Ahh… that makes sense. Quen must've been out on a secret date with their professor when Gaarn attacked… this couldn't have worked out more perfectly!

"So, the ancient classics… a bit of Greek, Roman… perhaps a bit of-" He grunts, rubbing his stomach. "Excuse me-" He rips a long, loud fart, grabbing his desk for support as it bellowed out his backside. The class erupts with laughter, mixed with some disgust from the front rows as the pure unfiltered smell hit them. "Urgh.. god- I suppose I should tell you I'm writing a new bestseller: Pride and Flatulence." Gaarn cracked his neck, rubbing his stomach while the students laughed. As he tried to regain control of the class, Blaax couldn't help but feel turned on at seeing her husband be so pure, so animalistic… disrespecting that human skin he was inside… she looked down, seeing a bulge in her skin suit's trousers- shit, what the fuck?! She got up and ran off to the toilets. "Quen- where are you going?!" Gaarn calls out, but as he moves to go towards the door, he lets out another stinker of a fart. Before he lost the class to laughter again, he shouted for them to shut it. That seemed to work. He'd have to check on Blaax later…

She runs to the toilets, luckily of the gender neutral kind. She pulls off the trousers and underwear, looking at the erect penis. "How- what-" Just then, the door swings open, a jock stumbling in. The two take notice of each other, and sniff one another. "Ahh, Blaax- it's just you!" Tlex leans against the bathroom door. "Didn't take you for someone to switch up genders with your disguises."

"It's Gaarn's fault- he got me this stupid skin- and now it has an erection, all because he was being his hot self farting in front of a room of university students!" She grunts, staring in the mirror. Tlex sidles up beside her, "Perfectly normal, sis. It's the compression- you start feeling, well, horny.. and your compression collar fills in the blanks- in your case, that schlong." He laughs. "Plus, your husband is hot. If you two weren't married, you know I'd be all over that."

"You already are- and I told you, he may be bisexual but he's committed- and I may have told him I would boil him alive if he tried anything."

Tlex smirks. "Probably shouldn't tell you about last week, then.." He whistles, "Nothing!"

"Oh shut up, I can smell the lies on you- I know you'd never. You're my little brother!" She ruffles his skin suit's curly hair. "Hey- don't mess with the hair, Frankie has it a certain way…" He mumbles, trying to fix it in the mirror. "Whatever happened to, aww daddy I don't like wearing skin suits..!" She mimics her brother, earning her a slap on the shoulder.

"Uh, rude! I'm quite enjoying being Frankie!" He checks his phone, seeing the time. "I have a hookup to get to.. see you later, sis!" She rolls her eyes, "Slut!" She sighs, calming down. She was gonna give Gaarn what for!

She walked back into the lecture theatre, sitting down and continuing to pay attention. Once it was over, she stays behind with Gaarn, looking over her shoulder to see Alexis and Onyx giving her thumbs up. "So, Quen, what can I do for you? I take it you weren't feeling well earlier?" Gaarn was taking this role at face value… "I'm fine, you big idiot. Everyone's gone, you can drop character." Gaarn looks over to the door, going to shut and lock it. "What can I do for you, my darling?" He stroked pieces of Blaax's skin suit's hair. "You gave me an erection- I didn't even know that could happen! You were just being so.. so naughty… so animalistic. Made me want to rip open this skin and let you take me!"

"Yeah? Maybe you should unzip, and punish my gassy ass for letting so loose..! Then I'll take you, Blaax.. mmh, I'll take you." He bends over his desk, protruding his skin suit's fat mounds of an ass, wiggling them, looking behind him to see Blaax unzipping her skin. She worked her way out of the tightness, pulling it down her face and neck, grunting and struggling, the compression field going crazy, causing her to fart like mad. She moaned as the skin rolled down her sweaty body, revealing her chest and stomach, before it finally fell down her legs, showing off her pudgy ass. She stepped out of the skin, kicking it to one side, taking her claw and ripping the seat of Gaarn's trousers, ripping them off. "Ooh!" He smirked, pulling down what was left of his undergarments, his fleshy ass spilling out. "You stink.. dirty boy." Blaax smacked her claw onto her husband's ass cheeks, running a singular claw down his crack. He yelped in surprise, letting off a greasy fart, which Blaax sniffed. "Like a pure Slitheen.. even if you are worthless scum." She spanked again. "Ohh, yeah..! Your claw feels so good smacking against this ass..!" Gaarn bites his lip, his cock straining against the desk, throbbing. Blaax turns him around, straddling on top of her husband. "You're gonna fuck me, aren't you?" Gaarn just nods, his cock quivering in anticipation. "Then have me..!" She lowers herself down onto Gaarn, his hairy human skin's dick brushing against her wet pussy. "I love you so much, Blaax Reng Darm..!" He cried out, as he bottomed out inside of his wife. She moaned out breathily, working his dick inside and out again, giving herself and him equal pleasure. Gaarn, being the sub he is, couldn't hold it- not drawing out the pleasure and simply releasing his load inside. "Fffuuuck..! I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it-!" He stops talking as Blaax stands up, his dick flopping out of her vagina as it drips with green cum.

"Well, you're just going to have to make me cum in another way!" She roughly spun Gaarn around, the sudden movement causing more gas, releasing in bursts. She straddled his face, ordering him to start making her feel good. He shoved his bearded face into her ass, giving her a good time, licking around her rim, worshipping her body above with his hands. She uses one claw to push his head in more, and the other to begin pleasuring herself.

She looks down, seeing Gaarn moaning and slurping at her ass, laughing at how much he loved being used like this. She knew how much fun he and his brothers used to have, they'd told her all the stories… She felt herself getting close, switching lanes to allow her husband the satisfaction of getting her off. "Lick." She commanded, and Gaarn went to town, licking around the vulva and focusing on the clit, causing Blaax to convulse with pleasure. "Gaarn..! I'm going to cum!" She squealed out, squirting into Gaarn's face. The two of them collapse, panting and moaning.

Once Blaax had cleaned up and put her skin back on, she kissed Gaarn. "I love you." She says, and he smiles back. "I love you, too."

—

Onyx: We should totally go out tonight- weather looks shit so some house party on campus??

Alexis: omg yes please !!! i can find one nearby

Onyx: Alright, sure thing. Make sure there's lots of queers!!!

Blaax just stared at her text messages, baffled.

Quen: I'm down to drink

Onyx: Yaaasss Quen the QUEEN is coming!!

Alexis: theres one by the Saxon building, that footballer who came out is hosting it

Onyx: Ooh, Frankie??

Blaax immediately recognised that name.

Quen: Let's do it, I know Frankie well

Alexis: really? well since my chance with him is over - sad being a bisexual cisgender girl - i guess ONYX CAN

Onyx: OKAY MAYBE I had a crush on him for a while and when I found out he was gay I may have done a jump for joy. Warms my little non-binary heart

Blaax didn't understand a word of this- but she thought, well- when in Rome. Plus, someone thirsting over Tlex? He loves that shit.

Quen: Let's meet there at 8?

—

The forecast had been exactly right- pouring rain. Blaax arrived at the place on time, seeing Alexis and Onyx huddled under an umbrella. "Hiiii!!" Alexis called, and the three hug. Ugh, being human was exhausting.. "Let's go."

The party was bopping: loud music and drinks everywhere. "Ahh, Quen, you made it!" Frankie hugs Quen. "Ah- yes, Frankie— here's my friends I was telling you about. Onyx and Alexis." Frankie smiles, before clapping his eyes on Onyx. Woof. "We heard about you coming out- welcome to the club!" Alexis smiles, being the ever-friendly person she is, giving Frankie a hug. "Ooft- thanks— just felt like I couldn't hide myself anymore. Even if I still have to pry girls off of me." He turns around, "Stop staring at my ass, Alyssa! I'm not interested." Alexis rolls her eyes, "Ugh, straights. I'll go distract her. Give you two a bit of time to get to know each other…" She winks at Onyx, walking off, dragging Blaax with her.

"So," Frankie starts, "Drink?" Onyx nods, and the two make their way to the kitchen.

"So he's like- what..?" Alyssa, a typical dumb girl, Blaax thought, was confused at the concept of a man who didn't find her attractive. Blaax rolled her eyes. "Listen- you try anything with him, and I will end you." She hisses, and Alyssa storms off. "Wow- you are really protective of the people you love, huh, Quen? Never seen you get like that before!" Blaax just grunted, turning her attention to- ah. Of course. Frankie was making out with Onyx, both of them grinding on each other to the music. Her nostrils pick up another strong scent- that of blood. "Hey- I'm gonna head to the toilets. Keep an eye on Onyx and Frankie?" She asks, and Alexis nods. She follows her nostrils to the source.

She makes her way upstairs, curious as to why such a strong smell of human blood would be at a house party- a Slitheen house party, sure, but not this one… As she reaches a door, she opens it slowly, seeing her sister, Kaap, standing naked over the body of three girls.

"Kaap.." She quickly comes in and shuts the door. "What the hell have you done?!"

"Oh shut it, big sis. They needed the chop. I needed the hunt.. for the blood." She turns to face her, her face smattered in blood from taking chunks out of her victims.

"You do realise that dad told us not to get carried away? This could bring the police here! Do you want to get caught?!" Blaax couldn't believe what she was seeing: Kaap putting back on her skin suit, walking towards her. "Well, I'm full. I think it's time to be going." She lets out a stifled belch, barging past her big sister. What the fuck.. she was going to ruin the whole plan! She had to tell her dad.

So she ran out of the house party, to the science block where their secret lab was. She barged into her dad's office, and yelled, "Kaap is trying to ruin the plan! She's just hunted and killed three people and not bothered to hide the evidence!"

"Pah, nonsense, Blaax!" Kuxa stood from his leather chair. "Kaap would do no such thing!"

Before Blaax could continue, Gaarn burst into the room. "My brothers are here- they said that someone found three bodies at a house party with claw marks— the force have told them to search everything!" He pants, out of breath from running. "I need to suit up in my other disguise- help them shut this thing down."

Kuxa's face scrunches. "Go!" He orders, and Gaarn rushes off. "Blaax, go and find Kaap. Bring her to me. She must need a reminder of how to behave on missions in the future…"