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Author's note: There are three parts to this story, but it is not a three-part story. It is instead the same story told from four different perspectives. This one is from Eric's, which will shortly be followed by Linda and John's, and finally by Faith's. The other two stories' are done and will be submitted shortly. This is a continuation of MAU: The Slayer series. It can be read on its own without reading earlier issues, but it is ideal if you have read the whole series. Enjoy. MAU: Perspectives of a Slayer's Tale-Eric's Story By Allen W. Eric pulled up to the stadium in his new red convertible Corvette with the top down and his stereo blaring. A shocked security guard frantically waved him in to the player's parking lot. "The coach is going to be pissed." He thought to himself with a smile as he got out of the car and walked into the locker room. "Well, that's too bad. Not like he can fire me. I have an ironclad two hundred million dollar, three year contract." As he put on his uniform he could hear the announcer say his team was down by five and there was only two minutes left in the game. "Where the hell have you been?" An assistant coach yelled at Eric as he burst through the locker room doors. "Well, I just did a Nike commercial endorsement to the tune of two million dollars." Eric said smugly as he finished getting dressed and strolled towards the field. "A fucking commercial?" The assistant coach yelled. "You missed the fucking Super Bowl to film a fucking commercial?" "Actually the commercial finished earlier this morning, but there were these incredibly stacked blond twins that just couldn't get enough of me." Eric said with a smile. "The little sluts. And the games not over..." he looked over at the clock. "There's still about a minute left." "But we are down by five and were on our own five yard line. They have the strongest defense in the history of the NFL and there is no way we can make ninety-five yards in the time we have left." "No problem." Eric smiled, not at what the coach had said, but at how much money he was going to make off all of his bets. His team was favored to win by more than twenty-five points, so he stayed out having fun long enough to ensure he would make another ten million today. Sure he didn't feel totally right about betting on the other team, but hell, with the odds what they were he thought he would have been a fool not to go for such easy money. When he had bet on the other team, he had thought about not showing up or faking an injury, but betting against the point spread of his own team was one thing, letting them lose was something else. Eric ran out onto the field and one hundred thousand fans jumped up to their feet and started cheering. Within seconds they were all chanting his name as the head coach pulled the current quarterback off the field and put Eric in for him. Eric looked over at the clock and saw there was only fifteen seconds left in the game. "Josh go long...way long." Eric said with a wink to his best friend. The rest of the players looked on in confusion. "Try not to get in the way." Eric said breaking the huddle. The center hiked the ball to Eric and Josh took of running at a full sprint towards the other end of the field. Eric backed up into the end zone and watched Josh run as the clock counted down the last few seconds of the game. Several opposing players attempted to tackle Eric, but he casually and effortlessly pushed them aside. Josh reached the opposite side of the field and stood dead center in the end zone, waiting patiently. Eric tossed down a few more of the opposing players and just as the last second of the game was about to tick away he fired the football over a hundred yards where it landed perfectly in Josh's arms. The stadium went wild as the scoreboard recorded the points and the victory of Eric's team. The bleachers cleared as thousands upon thousands of fans rushed in to get a glimpse of the football hero. Eric's teammates lifted him up on their shoulders and were carrying him towards the center of the field. "Eric Johnson, you just won the super bowl! What are you going to do?" A cameraman asked him. "I'm going to Disneyland." Eric said with a smile and then he thought to himself, "There's another million dollar endorsement check in the bank." The thousands of fans in the stadium were all screaming his name and they were mirrored by the millions of people all over the world watching the televised broadcast. Every woman wanted sleep with him and every man want to be him. His teammates carried him to the center of the field where all of the worlds most beautiful and famous woman waited for him to pick two or three of them to spend the night with. "Please pick me!" Brittany Spears screamed. "No pick me." Jessica Simpson shouted. "Pick us." A pair of identical redheads called out. "Please Eric pick us." Three identical blonds screeched in unison. Eric looked around at all the beautiful woman deciding whom he would be with that night when he heard a familiar voice call out, "I'm the one you want." He slowly turned to the sound of the voice he recognized. "Shannon Bailey?" A broad grin spread across his face as he looked at her. She had the face and body of a beauty queen. She was tall, tan and incredible fit. Her long blond hair cascaded down her shoulders and her piercing blue eye glistened in awe and lust looking up at him. She wore a pair of ridiculously tight cutoff jeans shorts and a red halter-top the exposed much of her D cupped sized breasts. Looking lustfully back at her he thought. "I haven't seen her since I found that strange box thing that gave me all of my amazing abilities." The grin slowed started to retreat from his face as he began to remember fragments of the truth. Fearfully he tried to back away from her, but all of his adoring fans were tightly pressed in all around him. "Get the fuck away from me!" He shouted. Slowly, with a lustful look in her eyes, Shannon seemed to float forward towards Eric. "Oh come on baby." She said with a pouting look, "Don't you want me?" She floated within inches of him. "NOOOOO!" Eric screamed pushing both of his hands forward to shove her away from him. As his hands came into contact with her shoulders he felt the strangest sensation as he pushed against them, as if he was pushing his hands into Jello. He looked on in horror as her body shimmered into a semi-liquefied form. Meanwhile, the people in the crowd ignored all of this and continued their shouts of "Eric, Eric, Eric." Terrified, Eric watched as Shannon's liquefied flesh started creeping, inch-by-inch, up his arms. He tried to pull free, but the oozing flesh continued its relentless motion towards him. Eric pulled away as hard as he could and tried to force his way backwards through the crowd. He moved back a few feet, but as he did he also dragged along the attached, putrefying form of Shannon Bailey along with him. In a panic he screamed for help, but then saw with relief and renewed hope that as he continued to pull backwards, that the ooze was finally starting to recede down his arms. He continued to pull his arms further and further away from the increasingly decomposing figure of Shannon Bailey and was grateful to be getting away from her. Only his fingertips remained submerged and he was nearly free, when he stumbled and felt himself falling backwards. The frothing, gelatinous form that had been Shannon Bailey fell down upon him and engulfed him. A wave of liquid seared and burned his flesh for a slit second and then was gone. Eric sat straight up and looked around in utter confusion and terror, but he breathed a sigh of relief that he was still alive. He suddenly noticed that long blond hair now cascaded down his shoulders and he quickly looked down to see the ample cleavage of two very perky breasts in the red halter-top that he now wore. "This isn't happening." Eric said, but then put a hand to his throat at the sound of the strange voice. Standing up, he looked at the tens of thousands of fans that were now staring at him in disgust. "Please someone help me." Eric said as a tear ran down his face. The crowd in one fluid motion all turned their backs towards Eric and within seconds all faded from his sight. "No!" Eric began to cry. "Don't leave me..." Tears started streaming down his now beautiful face, "I'm a superstar." He collapsed to his knees. "Adore me...love me...please." Sob "I'm a hero." Sob "I'm not this." Sob. "I'm somebody." Sob. "I'm..." "Shannon Bailey would you wake up and quit your bawling." An angry mans voice shouted. Eric sat up in a start and looked around the unfamiliar room. Tears streaming down his face. An unfamiliar man in boxers and a wife-beater t-shirt stood in doorway. "What's wrong with you girl?" The man said unsympathetically. "Leave her be Tommy!" A woman dressed as a waitress said pushing her way past him into the little bedroom. "What's a matter baby, you have a bad dream?" Eric looked around the room confused. His heart was beating in his chest like a jackhammer. "This isn't a dream?" At hearing the strange sound of his own voice, Eric's hand slowly slid up in the direction of his throat, but as it moved upward it came in contact with his ample right breast. "No, no, no, no, no...it's not a dream." The girl who was now Shannon Bailey cried. "Listen sweetie!" Shannon's mother said hugging her tightly. "It was a bad dream. Just a bad dream." Eric sobbed in Shannon's mother's arms. "There, there." She reassured her daughter. "You're home now and safe." "Kelley honey, you're going to be late for work. If you're late again, Chuck is goin' ta fire you for sure this time." The man said. "I know Tommy. I just don't feel right sending her back to school just yet; I should be home with her today." Kelley said looking down at the teary-eyed face of her daughter. "You heard what those government men said last night. They'll get her readmitted back to school and there ain't no point her sittin' around here all day. You babied her to much last time and she got away with murder, and that's why she run away." Eric felt Kelley stiffen in his arms. Slowly she pulled away and stood up. "Come on young lady, you have to get up and get ready for school." Kelley said sternly, but her voice betrayed a hint of uncertainty. "Go take a shower, get dressed and your step-father will take you to school. I'm not going to lose another job because I have to clean up after..." Kelly's voice cracked, "you." Eric watched as Kelley rushed out of the room in near tears, followed slowly by Tommy who gave a backwards glance and a knowing smile as he left. Eric looked around the tiny bedroom. The previous night when the government men had given Eric the choice of either being relocated to a government facility that was used to process and house various individuals who had been stuck in strange forms after using the alien Morphic Adaptation Unit or pretending to be Shannon and moving in with her parents, Eric had chosen the latter. At the time he figured living in his hometown, with people and places he knew, was safer than going to a relocation camp where he would be utterly alone in a strange place and in a strange body, but now he was feeling like he had made a mistake. Eric climbed in the shower and detachedly washed his female body. For the second time in his life he showered in this body, but went to a numb corner of his mind where he didn't have to feel the strange sensations of his new body. He could just think about what had happened. Three others had also been stuck in bodies other than their own. It had been Eric's fault that his girlfriend Linda had been stuck in the body of a social misfit named John. Eric had taken the machine away from her to make himself into a super athletic football player, but he had wanted to see the girls showering in the girls' locker room so he used it to change into Shannon Bailey who had run away from home some weeks earlier. The machine then stopped working. Linda had used the machine turn in to John so that she could get the machine to her brother James, who had used another machine to change himself into an exact copy of the evil slayer Faith from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The real John, who had a crush on Linda, had come into possession of one of the machines and had used it to turn himself in to Linda. Then later John's friend Matt had turned himself in to a copy of the actress who played Faith, instead of the character Faith, so unfortunately for him he didn't get any of the slayer super powers. Eric had been desperately trying to get the machine to work again when the government men had shown up and was there when they were all deciding what to do last night. John and Linda would switch places and live as one another, so that they wouldn't have to disappear. The government men were going to relocate Matt since he couldn't go home, but John said that if Matt went to the relocation housing in Arizona, he would go as well. Faith, as James now called himself, offered to let Matt, now known as Michelle, stay at his apartment where she could start school as a new student. Eric hadn't really cared about any of that, he wanted to know how long until they could change him back into himself. He didn't want to hear about how Linda's parents had already lost two sons and how Linda and Faith wouldn't let them lose their only daughter. He just wanted to be himself again, but when they told him they didn't know when, or if, they would find another machine again, he knew what he had to do. Eric decided living as Shannon was his only choice. He didn't want everyone to think he was the school slut, but he wasn't going to let himself be locked up on a government base, with no freedoms and with the possibility of the government making him disappear forever. Who knew what really happened in there? And Eric was sure he could get help if he stayed. Josh would help him. He was Eric's best friend and he knew Eric better than anyone else in the world. He had known Josh since seventh grade and he could convince him of who he really was and they could somehow track down another one of those alien boxes. When Eric had seen where Shannon had lived he had wanted to change his mind. Down a solitary dirt road stood a shadowy form in the darkness and as the car pulled closer Eric could make out the shape of a structure. Even in the dark, Eric could make out the shape of a dilapidated doublewide trailer that looked like it should have been condemned. Eric's parents were filthy rich and he practically lived in a mansion with his own bathroom and a private entrance. The whole trailer could have almost fit into his bedroom. And it wasn't clean and it stank of cigarettes. In fact, his walk-in closet at home was bigger than Shannon's whole bedroom, which was full of clothes, a few stuffed animals, a tiny bed and posters on the walls of various young male heart throbs. "Shannon, hurry up." Tommy's voice called out from the other side the thin bathroom door. "We have to go." Eric hurried back into Shannon's bedroom with a towel wrapped around his body. He hated the way that he had to wrap the towel around his body. Having to wrap it around Shannon's enormous breasts. His enormous breasts. He hated it. He hated them. He stepped back into Shannon's room and saw that some clothes had been laid out for her. Eric quickly pulled on the underwear and once again had to fumble with a bra, which he finally managed to squeeze into, then he looked down at what looked like a mini skirt and a halter-top. "No way." Eric said aloud and turned and pulled open some drawers. "I'm not going to be seen like that in public." He found a pair of jeans which he pulled on, then found a t-shirt and put it on. The t-shirt hugged tightly to Shannon's body, showing off every curve and fell a few inches above his jeans, which showed off Shannon's tight stomach. He was about to pull it off and find something a little less clingy and a little more concealing, when Tommy burst into the room. "Come on. We gots to get goin." Tommy said, but stopped and looked at Shannon somewhat surprised. "Dam." His eyes looked her up and down once, and then held on Shannon's chest for an uncomfortable amount of time. He finally turned away towards the front door and said, "Let's go." Eric sat in the passenger seat of the beat up, primer colored Chevy Camaro. Knowing a thing or two about his own car Eric could tell that the car was badly in need of a tune up and wondered if Tommy had done something to the muffler to make the car louder. "Want one?" Tommy said as he lit up a cigarette. "No thanks. I don't smoke." Eric said dispassionately as he stared out the window and watched the world fly by. "Since when?" Tommy laughed. "If only that stupid machine had worked for five more minutes." Eric thought to himself. "Or if it had quit working before I changed into this. What the hell am I going..." "We need to talk." Tommy said, breaking Eric's train of thought. Eric looked over at Shannon's stepfather. "Kelley's been worried sick since you up and left." "I...I'm sorry." Eric said defeated, wishing he didn't have to make up excuses for Shannon's actions. "Sorry ain't good enough this time little lady. Your mother works hard to put food on the table for you and keep you in a decent home." Eric coughed, partially due to thick cigarette smoke in the car and partially at the thought of the shack they just came from as being a decent home. Eric looked over at the passenger door to roll down the window, but saw that the handle had been broken off. Tommy continued. "She would have kicked you out when you turned eighteen, but you wuz still in school so she couldn't bring herself ta doin' it. Hell, havin' to repeat the tenth grade was probably the best thing that ever happened to you, or else you would be out on the street by now." "I didn't fail the tenth grade." Eric thought to himself, but he couldn't help but feel as if his own self-respect was being stripped away from him. "She mentioned that you should start paying rent again. That means that you're goin' to have to go out and gets a job. And what are you goin' ta do? You want to go work in a dinner like your mother? Or in a video store?" "I..." Eric started to say, but felt tears start to well up in his eyes. He had never had to work a day in his life, and even if he had to go to work, he could have gotten a job at one of his dad's sporting goods stores. "I can have a talk with Kelley, tell her that you shouldn't have to go to work yet, that you need some more time and that you have to pay more attention to your school work." With that Tommy rested his hand on Eric's knee. "But we're goin' to have to come to some type of arrangement...just like last time." Tommy slid his hand slightly up Eric's leg. In a flash Eric put his hand down on Tommy's and pushed it away. Eric stared at Tommy with hatred in his eyes. Tommy pulled his hand away and eyed Eric. "Don't you go think'n any foolish thoughts girl. You go and say anything to your mother about this, and I will say you started it and you will be out on the street tonight." Tommy said angrily. "Hell, get a job. You once said you want'd to be a stripper, now's your big chance. I'm sure you can make some big money. More than your mother ever made, before she got to old and had to start waitin' tables." Eric was sickened, but felt his heart lift when he saw the school up ahead. He could tell by the lack of activity up front that he was already going to be late, but he didn't care, he just wanted out of the car. "And Shannon," Tommy said as he pulled up in front of the school and Eric started getting out of the car. "I liked what you wore today, it looks nice on you, but tomorrow I want you to wear the clothes I lay out for you." Eric watched as the Camaro screeched off down the street. And a slight shudder of revulsion ran through his body. "I have to contact those government men and have them make me disappear. I don't want to be Shannon. I don't want to be..." Eric suddenly felt his heart rise as he saw the familiar figure of his best friend coming from the student parking lot. Hobbling along on one crutch Josh was heading towards a doorway, while under his left arm he was trying with great difficulty to keep a pile of books steady. Eric had wanted to find a time when he could tell Josh what had happened to him and enlist his aid in finding another one of the alien machines. He knew it was a long shot, but he needed to have someone on his side. He knew that Linda probably now hated him and that he couldn't get any help from John or Matt, so Josh was the only one he could turn to, but right now wasn't the right time. With what had just happened with Tommy, Eric was, for the first time in his life, feeling vulnerable. He was afraid and needed someone to be there for him. Eric decided to talk to him another time, but then he saw that Josh was having trouble. Josh tried to open the door, but as he did so the stack of books he carried tumbled onto the ground with a dull thud. "Fuck." Josh grumbled as he stopped down to pick up the books. Eric didn't want to talk to him like this. To come right down to it, he really didn't want to have to tell him about his shame, but he knew Josh would help him. Josh looked so pitiable with his crutch and he was having such trouble with the books that Eric had to help him. "Josh." Eric said behind him meekly. With some difficulty Josh righted himself and a look of pleasant surprise came across his face. "Shannon." Josh said with a wolfish smile. Eric stood frozen for a moment as Josh stared at Shannon's body. "Oh god, for some reason I thought he would just recognize me." Eric thought to himself and felt his heart sink. "But he doesn't. OK then, I'm going to tell him now." Eric stared up at Josh and spoke. "Josh, this will sound crazy, but I'm not really..." Eric stopped, bit his lip and thought, "He's not even listening to me. He's just staring at my chest. He doesn't care what I am saying, he just want to..." Eric felt like crying, but even as a girl, he wouldn't let that happen in front of his best friend. "What was I thinking, I can't tell Josh, there's no way in the world he wouldn't believe me. He would think I was crazy." Josh smiled and limped over to Eric. Eric stood transfixed as Josh tenderly put his arm around him. "What's going on?" Eric thought and tried to pull away, but the feeling of Josh's strong arm around him quickly made his resolve fail. "Oh God." He thought as he felt Josh pull Shannon's body against his, "He smells so...good. I feel kind of light...headed. What's happening to me?" "You're not really what?" Josh said looking down into Shannon's eyes for a brief moment, and then they focused on her large breasts. "I have to tell him who I am." Eric thought as he looked up into Josh's eyes. "I...I'm..." Eric's stammered, but couldn't remember what he had wanted to say. He had never felt anything like what he was feeling right now and was having trouble concentrating. Eric looked down and then looked up in confusion at Josh. Josh leaned forward and pressed his lips against Shannon's. Eric tried to pull away, but felt so relaxed...so warm...so safe. Before he knew what was happening he was sharing a passionate kiss with his best friend. Eric felt a strange, warm glowie feeling in the pit of his stomach. Eric's dreams of being a professional football player were quickly being swept away by the desires of Shannon's body and at that point Eric didn't care. Eric felt a wave of pleasure that seemed like it was about to erupt throughout his body when Josh broke their kiss and looked down into Shannon's eyes. "It's good to have you back Shannon." "Oh wow!" Eric thought looking up at Josh, but then a realization of what he had just done struck him. "Oh my god. This isn't happening. Why did I just kiss him?" Eric dropped his head down in shame. "Is everything alright?" Josh asked. "I...yeah." Tears started to well up in his Eric's eyes, but he fought them back. "Uh...good." Josh said somewhat insensitively, not wanting to deal with one of Shannon's emotional outbreaks, but looking down at her chest again said, "Let's get together tonight. It'll be just like old times." "I...OK." Eric said looking up into his eyes. The strange feeling of dizziness started to sweep over Eric's consciousness as he stared up into Josh's eyes. Looking around he bent down and picked up Josh's books. "Oh god, why did I just agree to go out with him tonight? Eric thought to himself. "I need his help. He will help me once he knows it's me. He may want proof...I'll get those two nerds to help me. If they back me up then Josh will have to believe me." Eric momentarily stiffened as he felt Josh put his free arm around his body and pull him close. "Oh god...I feel so...turned on." Eric thought as he and Josh walked up to the door. "The government men said that our bodies were built exactly how our minds imagined them to be. Why did I have to turn myself in to the class nymphomaniac? John and Matt seemed happy with who they turned into, but I don't want to be Shannon." Eric thought as the school doors closed behind them. After Eric had walked Josh to class he was told to report to the principle's office. The principal gave him a final warning about skipping school. After receiving another spirit crushing lecture about how much of a disappointment 'she' was and how 'she' was wasting 'her' potential, Eric was sent to the school counselor. Eric talked in length to the counselor about Shannon's transcripts. He had always assumed he would get a full football scholarship to several of the different colleges that had been sending representatives to scout him. He knew even without a scholarship, his parents could have afforded to send him to any school he had wanted to go to. He had never spent a lot of time on his schoolwork, but he had maintained a 2.75 GPA, which kept him on the football team and would qualify him for some colleges. Eric found that Shannon's GPA was 1.35. He asked about scholarships, but the counselor told him that she had no extracurricular actives, no public service and her GPA was less than impressive. The counselor advised Shannon about going to a local community college, but as Eric left the office he felt that his future was utterly bleak. Eric sat in Shannon's art class daydreaming. He had come to the conclusion that Shannon didn't have any friends at all. She only had guys that wanted to or had fucked her and girls that either looked down on her as a slut or ignored her completely. The only friend that Eric had known Shannon had was Erin Smith, but she had been expelled for drugs and been sent to another school several months ago. The two girls were infamous for having a bet of which one of them could sleep with more players on the football team. Shannon was known to be ahead by three players when Erin was expelled. Eric couldn't help but think of when he had first slept with Shannon. It had been after homecoming and they had won the game 21-0. Eric had thrown a perfect forty-three yard pass right into Josh's arms in the end zone. The crowd loved it and a talent scout had seen him at his best. After the game they were at a party at his house, his parents were of course out of town. Every cool kid in school was there and Eric was the center of attention. He had tried to get into his girlfriend Linda's pants that night, but she was saving herself for the perfect moment. Eric told her this was the perfect moment, but nothing had happened and at midnight she left, still a virgin. Around three in the morning and many beers later, he and Josh were watching the party starting to break up. There were a few people passed out and some who refused to call it quits. Shannon Bailey was there in the living room dancing with a few girls, the guys there just watched, being to cool to dance. Shannon had kept an eye on Eric all night and made her move on him. "What's the bedroom of the best quarterback in the world look like?" Shannon said in an inebriated, yet sultry voice as she danced over in front of Eric. "Why don't I show you." Eric said with a knowing smile. He motioned to Josh to come with them. Before they were even in his bedroom, Eric was already fondling Shannon's breasts. As soon as the door closed Eric and Shannon were making out, Josh stood by with a grin watching. "Ah, don't be shy." Shannon said pulling away from Eric to face Josh. "Why don't you join us?" With a nod from Eric, Josh started kissing Shannon. As she kissed Josh, Shannon's hand moved behind her and rubbed against Eric's crotch. Eric had reached forward and pulled her shirt up over her head, and with in a few seconds her bra was lying on the floor. She pulled off Josh's shirt and reached back, unzipping Eric's pants. Eric pulled off his shirt and turned Shannon around. He roughly began kissing her. His hands hiked up her mini-skirt, while she fumbled with his pants, which were soon on the floor around his ankles. Josh fondled her breasts and she moaned as Eric slid a finger into her. In a flash Josh had dropped his pants to the floor. Slowly Eric removed his hand from Shannon and slowly turned her around. Leaning her forward towards Josh, Shannon understood and took Josh into her mouth. Josh moaned as Shannon began to suck his dick. "Oh god, she's like a Hoover." He gasped. Eric positioned himself behind her and slid into her. He instantly began thrusting, and she squirmed in pleasure. "This is fucking amazing." Eric said then felt himself starting to cum. He quickly withdrew and ejaculated on Shannon's back. Wiping his dick on Shannon's mini skirt, he collapsed onto the floor. With in a few seconds Josh moaned and came. A few minutes later Josh and Eric were laughing about the wild time they had just had, neither of them acknowledging that the girl who had just participated was still sitting there with them. Shannon sat quietly toweling off her back with a sock she had found next to Eric's bed. After twenty minutes Josh got up and headed home. Eric who had forgotten about Shannon while Josh was there and was now somewhat annoyed to see that she was still in his bedroom. "Everyone is pretty much headed home and I got to get up early tomorrow, so could you..." Eric was saying. "Can I stay for a few more minutes?" Shannon asked meekly. "And...could you just hold me for a minute." "Look, I can't. I have to go to bed." Eric said slightly annoyed. "I can stay with you. You can make love to me some more if you want. Or I can just sleep over here on the floor. I'll be real quite." She said humbly. "No. Now look, I have to leave early. I got things I have to do and I need to go to bed now." "Could I stay in another room? I just don't want to go home right now." "You have to go home. You're parents are probably worried. You'd better go." Eric was starting to get pissed. "My mom's out of town right now, and there's just Tommy there and he...he's." She said with a frightened, faraway look in her eyes. "Look, I don't care. You can't stay here. You're leaving now!" Eric said sternly and grabbed Shannon by the arm and pulled her up off the floor. He dragged her downstairs and saw a few of the partygoers leaving. "Hey Mike." Eric called out. "Can you give...uh... Shannon here a ride home." "Fuck man, I am wasted. I just want to go home." Eric's teammate muttered. "You're alright dude. Just make sure she gets home." Eric said turning around and heading back up stairs without another word. The bell rang and Eric got up to head out to lunch. "I have to contact those government guys and get the hell out of here. Where the hell are John and Matt?" Eric mumbled to himself as he looked around the lunch area. A cute blond and an attractive brunette were standing in the lunch line and Eric approached them. The blond was the now changed John who had changed into Linda Stevens and the brunette was John's best friend Matt who had turned himself in a copy of Eliza Dushku. "Boy am I glad to see you guys." Eric said approaching the two girls. "I need to get into contact with those men in black from last night. I changed my mind and I don't want to be here." The two girls exchanged a knowing glance and then smiled to one another. "What men in black?" The blond said with a confused look on her face. "Oh, I'm sorry. This is my new friend Michelle Benson. Today's her first day. She just moved here." "Nice to meet you." The brunette said extending her hand. "Cut the crap you two. I'm serious. I can't stand being this way. This is too much." "That's a very nice top you have on." The brunette commented. "It really shows off your nice, girlish figure." The blond said with a smile, making sure to emphasizing the word girlish. "I bet you have all the boys drooling all over you, don't you?" The brunette added. "Both of you shut the fuck up and listen to me." Eric said steaming. "I need your help to convince Josh that I am really a guy." "But you're not a guy." The blond smirked. "I don't think you would pass the physical. At least not with boobs like those." "Of course, you could always go to Sweden." The brunette giggled. Eric had wanted to hit them, but noticed that others were starting to laugh too, so he stormed off. He could hear the laughter of the two girls as he walked away. "Hey baby, come here." Josh voice called out. "Shannon! Over here." Eric looked over and saw Josh, several of his teammates from the football team and a couple of cheerleaders sitting at a table. The familiarity of the scene was one that Eric had seen every day since the school year had started and for a brief instant he let himself forget about his change. A feeling of normalcy returned to his mind for an instant, but was then quickly ripped away as he noticed all of his teammates were now leering at him with hungry, lustful looks. Eric felt like a piece of meat on display as he shyly made his way up to the table. "Have a seat." Josh said indicating a space at the end of the table next to some of the cheerleaders. "We were just talking about some new rumors." Josh continued. "I heard one." Samantha Carter, one of the cheerleaders said. "Is it true?" She said eyeing Eric coldly, "That you have missed the last month of school because you were in rehab?" "What?" Eric said confused. "I heard you had to get another abortion." Cindy Adams said with an angry disgusted look on her face. "Now play nice girls." Josh said. Eric looked around confused at the grinning faces of all of his teammates, but then to his own dismay it dawned on him why the girls were treating him this way. Shannon had slept with most of the guys here. Their girlfriends, with some clever fast-talking from the guys, now held Shannon solely responsible for their boyfriend's infidelities. Eric had originally thought of the idea and was going to use it on Linda, but she loved him and foolishly had believed him when he told her that nothing happened the night of the party, although kids all around school were talking about what had happened at Eric's house. "I know what happened to Eric." Mike Truman, one of the football players said. Eric looked up surprised, afraid that he might know that he was really Eric trapped in Shannon's body. "What do you mean?" Samantha asked. "Didn't you hear?" Mike said. "He ran away from home last night." "No way!" Cindy said shocked. "He hasn't been seen since yesterday and I heard from this guy I know, that that geeky kid Matt Smith, disappeared last night too." "So?" Samantha said. "Well, yesterday Eric was beating Matt up and got interrupted by Linda's cousin, but he was pissed and was going to get Matt after she left. I had never seen him so mad. I think he followed Matt somewhere, killed him and is now on the run from the law. Eric's parents are rich, so they probably had him flown out of the country and now he's living on the lamb." The group laughed at Mike's story and Eric let out a sigh of relief. "I heard an entirely different story about what happened to them." Ted Zimmer, another football player and class clown, said with a smile. "What's that?" Cindy asked. "I heard that Eric and Matt were really lovers and ran off together to get married." "That's disgusting." Cindy said. "Dude, that ain't cool!" Josh said noticeably pissed. "I'm just telling you what I heard. Steve Marshall told me that Eric was always trying to beat up Matt because he was actually gay and couldn't deal with it. Then yesterday he realized what he wanted, found Matt and they ran off together. That's why there are no police involved. And Steve said he saw Eric and Matt driving off together in Eric's Mustang last night." Eric got up and walked away from the table. "I can't fucking believe this." Eric thought. "I'm not gone one day and everyone thinks I'm gay. They're supposed to be my friends. What the hell!" Eric took off towards his locker and as he came around the corner he walked straight into John Miller and froze for a second. Eric looked in to the face of the boy who had until yesterday been his girlfriend Linda Stevens. "Hi...Shannon." Linda said. Eric noticed the look of sympathy on the male face that looked at him now and he wanted to run. He couldn't face her. He knew that because of him she would now be trapped as an overweight nerd, possibly for the rest of her life. "I...I'm..." Eric tried to say but felt a lump in his throat. "I know. You didn't know. Are you OK?" Linda said putting her hand on Eric's shoulder. "Do you need to talk?" "I...I have to go." Eric said pushing his way passed the overweight schoolboy. Feelings of guilt, loss and the utter hopelessness of his situation were emotionally too much for Eric to deal with. He ducked into the girls' bathroom and began to cry. "This isn't fair, this isn't fair, this isn't fair." Eric thought as he hid himself in a stall and sobbed. "I'm not the school slut who banged half of the football team. I'm not a half whit, with no future and white trash parents. Why God? Why did this happen to me?" Eric wiped the tears from his face and took a deep breath. "I have to tell Josh. He'll understand. He can help me figure this out. He'll stick by me and help me find another one of those damn machines so that I can change myself back to normal." Eric left his last class of the day feeling utterly defeated. The stack of makeup homework he had was enormous, and even though Shannon didn't take the toughest classes in school, it would take him days to finish it all. But that had been nowhere near the worst of his experiences that day. Mark Lewis, a giant linebacker on his team, had grabbed his ass. Eric had wanted to deck him, but Mark was so incredibly large and the look in his eyes made Eric feel so small and vulnerable. That had been frightening, but the part that truly shattered Eric, was when he realized that he had been turned on by his encounter with Mark. He sat in his last class of the day numb to all that happened around him. He was even able to ignore the lusty looks he got from the boys and the icy stares he got from the girls. "All I want to do is go home." Eric thought as he walked out to the parking lot. "Not that dam trailer, but my own bed, in my own house. I just want to..." "Shannon!" Eric stopped and for the first time subconsciously reacted to someone calling out his new name. Eric turned around and saw Josh hobbling towards him. Out the corner of his eye he saw John, Matt and Linda coming out of the building walking towards the parking lot. The three of the talked and acted like life long friends. Eric saw the only other three people in the world who might be able to understand what he was going through and he knew he couldn't talk to any of them. Josh also noticed the closeness of the three, for as he crossed their path he grabbed who he thought was John and spun him around. "Listen Punk, stay away from Eric's girlfriend. He may not be here to kick your ass, but I am, so beat it." Linda, who now looked like John, stared in shocked silence. "Leave her alone." John, who looked like Linda, said, stepping up to protect the girl whom he had a crush on. "Linda, stay out of this...did you just call this piece of shit a her?" Josh said and started laughing. "I..." John started to say. "John, you are such a pussy, that even your 'girlfriends' think of you as a chick." Josh said still laughing. In a fluid motion that took both Josh and John by surprise, Linda moved her considerable bulk forward knocking Josh's crutch out from under his arm and pushed him off his feet. "Listen Josh Brady, don't you ever lay a hand on me again." Linda said and turned and walked away. Josh scrambled to his feet, in embarrassment and surprise that he had been knocked down by a kid he had bullied for the past four years. The real John looked on in shock and surprise for a second, but then quickly followed after Linda. Matt, now Michelle, who had stood by idly before in front of the bully who had picked on him also, now found the courage to confront him. "Don't worry about Linda." Matt said grinning. "Eric wasn't man enough for her, that's why she's with John now. Eric was too much of a loser, just like you. But don't worry about him, just go off with Shannon over there and have a real good time." With that Matt took off after Linda and John. Josh fumed for a moment then attempted to look cool and continued hobbling towards Eric. "Hey Baby." "Are you OK?" "That was nothing. If it wasn't for this crutch I would have kicked his ass. I'll kick his ass later." Josh said, but Eric knew that what he meant was that he and a couple of the other football players would kick his ass. "Josh, please leave..." Eric stopped himself from calling Linda a 'her', "...him alone. He's just not himself right now. Don't beat him up?" Josh looked at Eric kind of strange, but then smiled a charming smile. "You got it babe. You ready to go?" "I..." Eric remembered that he had promised to go out with him tonight. He wanted to run and hide, but he knew this would be an ideal time to get him alone and tell Josh who he really was. He would have time to explain everything and convince Josh to help him. And Josh could get all the guys to leave him alone, even Mark Lewis, and then they could somehow find another one of the alien machines. Then they could both become super athletes and become rich and famous, and have all the girls in the world fighting over both of them. "...OK." Eric moaned in pleasure as Josh sucked on his right nipple. He had never imagined anything could feel like this and he had never felt so sexually excited in his life. Josh kissed him again and he felt as their tongues danced together in a moist fluid motion. Eric felt Josh's hands fumbling with the belt that Eric wore and for a moment Eric thought about stopping him. He reached down with the intent of pulling Josh's hands away from the belt, but instead Eric's hands, seeming to work of their own volition quickly loosened the belt, undid the jeans, grabbed Josh's hand and slid it under his underwear. Eric let out a moan as Josh's hand touched his new womanhood. Eric had desperately wanted to tell Josh everything and had told him that he wanted to be alone with him to talk. Josh had taken the girl he thought was Shannon to a secluded spot that he knew about, knowing the whole time what she really wanted to do. When they had gotten there, Eric tried again to tell Josh about being turned into Shannon, but he fell silent when it came time to say what he was afraid to tell his best friend. After a moment of silence Josh suggested it would be more comfortable to sit in the back seat and talk. Eric promised himself he would tell Josh everything as soon as they got in the back seat, no matter what, but once he got there Eric again couldn't bring himself to say what had happened. Josh took this as a sign and put his hand on Eric's knee and scooted closer to him. Eric began to panic, but also started to feel a strange new excitement. Before he knew what was happening, Josh was kissing him and within seconds Josh's hands were foundling Shannon's breasts and a few minutes after that the shirt and bra that Eric was wearing were off. Josh slid Eric's pants down and before he realized it they were completely off. Eric no longer cared about football, or being a millionaire, or even finding another Morphic Adaptation Unit, he was caught up in the moment. At least he was until Josh started undoing his own pants. "Oh my god. What the hell am I doing?" Eric thought as he looked up and saw his best friend leaning awkwardly above him loosening his pants to pull them down. As he saw Josh slid his pants down and saw his erect member, Eric was suddenly shocked out of his sexual delirium. "This isn't happening." He thought as Josh moved forward, his member seeking Eric's womanhood. "Josh..." Eric hesitated. He was going to say stop, but Josh's member was already pressing it's way forward and Eric felt his body yielding to it. Eric's eyes snapped opened widely as he suddenly became aware of what was happening. "Oh." Eric moaned in semi-contested ecstasy, as he felt the strange, yet erotic movement with in him. He shook with excitement and felt a powerful sensation that seemed to be building within him. Rapidly, as Josh's thrusts increased, he felt a wave of sexual tension starting to gain momentum. "Oh God yes!" Eric sighed. "Oh god, please don't stop." But as he said that Josh let out a moan and gave a few quick thrusts and then pulled himself out. "No! Not yet!" Eric screamed as he felt the nearly reached orgasm begin to fade into unfulfilled sexual tension. Josh was already pulling his pants back up and looking for his shirt before Eric realized that it was really over. "Wow babe. That was great." Josh said pulling on his shirt. "So was it good for you?" "I..." Eric sat in shock as he realized that he had just had sex with his best friend. "I..." Eric looked at his friend who was now completely dressed, while he still sat there naked. He looked down at Shannon's naked body, now his naked body, and wanted to cry. And the worst part was that he wasn't even sure why. Eric couldn't tell if it was because he now could never tell Josh that he was really Eric, or that he might now be stuck forever as Shannon, or because he had always been this insensitive to girls too and now understood how humiliating it was to them, or because he didn't get to have an orgasm. "I guess so." Eric said and started to get dressed. "I can't believe I just fucked my best friend." Eric thought to himself as Josh drove him back to Shannon's house. "This has to be a nightmare." Eric couldn't bring himself to look at Josh, but when he tried to look away out the passengers side window, he saw Shannon's reflection looking back at him. So Eric just stared ahead at the road. He wanted to cry, but he was emotionally overloaded and just sat numbly as Josh drove. Josh hadn't said two words since Eric had gotten dressed and Eric was both glad for, and hurt by, the silence. "I don't even know what I am feeling right now." Eric thought as he glanced over towards Josh. Without thinking Eric reached out his hand and touched the side of Josh's face. "Come on." Josh said as he brushed Eric's hand down. "Not right now babe, I'm driving." Eric put his hand down into his lap and stared at it. He hadn't even realized that he was going to touch Josh until he had done it. He just did it on impulse, but didn't understand why. He just knew that he had wanted to touch him. Confused, Eric was grateful when they pulled off onto the dirt road and was momentarily glad when he saw his new home. "Here we are." Josh said stopping, but keeping his car in drive. "I...ah." Eric didn't know what to say. He had wanted to get out of the car and run inside, but at the same time he still wanted to touch Josh, to feel the sensation of his hand on his body again. "I'll see you at school." Josh said not looking at Eric. "OK, see you tomorrow." Eric said and got out of the car. Eric watched as Josh drove away. He stood still and watched the taillights faded off into the night, and as they disappeared Eric knew that he was now truly alone, with no one left to turn to for help. He wanted to sleep, but he had a stack of homework to do and went to the front door of the trailer. "Young lady where have you been." Shannon's mother said in a harsh tone as Eric walked through the front door. "I..." Eric said surprised. "Went out after school with a friend of mine." "Your step-father and I have been talking it over and we feel that we have been to forgiving of you for all that you put us through." Shannon's mother who was clearly emotionally spent said. "You put us through hell over the past couple of weeks, wondering if you were ok, or hurt, or dead..." A tear ran down one of Kelly's cheeks. "...in a ditch somewhere. For the next month, you are to be grounded. Until Tommy finds a job, he will be taking you to and picking you up from school everyday. I'm going to make a list of chores for you to do around the house too. I am sorry to have to be so hard on you but you brought this upon yourself. You have to learn that your decisions have consequences." Eric felt tears start to well up in his eyes. He looked from Kelly's upset face to Tommy's sarcastic grin. "Can I go to my room?" Eric said fighting back the tears. "Just one more thing." Kelly said with a look of concern. "Your grandma is sick, so I am going out to her place to take care of her tomorrow after work. I'll be out of town until Friday, so I don't want you to give Tommy any trouble while I am gone. I wish I could stay but grandma's health ain't so good and I need to be there. I don't want to hear from Tommy that you gave him any trouble." "Don't worry about her none." Tommy said with a shrewd smile to Eric that Kelly couldn't see. "She won't give me no trouble at all." Eric hurried into his bedroom and closed the door. He collapsed on the bed and just stared at the wall. A few tears found there way free, but before he knew it, Eric had fallen asleep. Tuesday The next morning Eric had woke up again crying from another nightmare, but this time it couldn't remember what had happened. He just felt frightened. And again he had to deal with the realization that he was still in the body of Shannon Bailey. He showered and again when he had went back into his room, an outfit had been laid out for him to wear. Eric looked at the black mini-skirt and blue top that were on the edge of the bed. He again went through the draws until he found some black pants and a long sleeved shirt. "Shannon, I just don't understand you since you got back." Tommy said as he drove Eric to school. Eric sat quietly and stiffly looking out the window. "You just don't act the way you used to. Why didn't you put on what I left for you dis morning?" "I was cold and I think it's going to rain today." Eric said defensively. "Girl, it ain't that cold and it ain't goin' to rain until tonight. And that never bothered you before." Tommy said as he lit up a cigarette. After he took a few drags, he continued. "I talked to you mother about you not having to work. She thinks you should, but I told her that you shouldn't. You need time to..." Tommy again slid his hand onto Eric's knee, "...reacquaint yourself with your life here." Eric tried to pull his knee away, but Tommy held it tightly. "Tonight, we need to get some things straight. You understand me girl?" Tommy said with a tone of anger in his voice. "You touch me and I will go to the cops. And then Kelly will kick your ass out." Eric fearfully growled. "I heard about what happened when you did that with Kelly's last boyfriend before she met me." He laughed. "The way I hear it you made a convincing story about how he raped you and she kicked him out, and he got arrested, but at the trail you told everyone how you made the whole thing up. You think her or the cops are goin' to listen to ya now? Hell, she'll kick you out." Eric had no idea what Tommy was talking about, but figured Shannon may have made something up, or may have been raped and changed her story for some reason that only she knew. "I'll be waitin' for ya when school gets out." Eric was grateful to see the school and get out of the car. "See ya tonight sweet thing." Eric's day went by as it had before. He went through the motions of going to class and sitting in Shannon's chair, but other than that he wasn't there. Part way through the day he had seen John and Matt together dressed in cheerleading outfits and had desperately wanted to ask their help, but he knew that they wouldn't help him and that they would probably laugh at what he now had to deal with. "Look at them both. They're so smug. They went from nothing to being so popular. I don't even know how John managed to get Matt on the cheerleading team after one day." Eric looked at a banner on the wall announcing a pep rally after school. "I bet they wouldn't change back if they could." Eric thought despondently. Later, Eric had seen Linda walking down the hallway in his direction, but he quickly went the other way and disappeared into a bathroom. Thoughtlessly Eric had first stepped into the boys' room, but luckily no one had been in there and he hurried out and went into the girls' room. He waited until lunchtime when he could see Josh again. He had wanted to talk to him alone, but as usual everyone was there. "Josh, I need to talk to you. Alone." Eric had whispered into his ear, but Josh had waved him away. Eric knew from talking to Josh in the past, that he wouldn't want to do anything with Shannon for at least another three or four days. Eric had been the one to convince Josh to treat Shannon this way. "She isn't your girlfriend and you have to treat her that way so she understands that she isn't. Otherwise she will be making demands of you all the time and you won't get any other play." Eric had once told Josh. Eric had thought about telling the school counselor about Shannon's stepfather, but thought the counselor couldn't help as nothing had happened. The last bell of the day rang and Eric sat in his chair as the students filed out of the classroom, some on their way home and others on their way to the pep rally. "Ms. Bailey class is over. You can go home now." The teacher voice said shocking Eric out of his morose thoughts. Eric got up and left the classroom. "I've got no where to go. I've got no friends, no money and no options. I can't even run away. Well, I could, but where would I go, what would I do? I don't know anyone who can help me." In the distance Eric could hear the roar of the students in the gymnasium as the pep rally started. "We're supposed to play Wilson High on Friday." Eric thought. "That's one of the biggest games of the year and there are supposed to be college scouts there. I should be in that game." The roars from the gymnasium increased. "That cheer was probably when all the football players came running in. That should be me in there everyone is cheering for." A car horn honked. "Hey Shannon, get over here girl." Tommy shouted. Eric's hand began to shake as he walked over to the car. He hesitated slightly, before opening the door and climbing into the car. As the door closed Tommy stepped on the accelerator and the Camaro screeched away from the school. "Girl, I was wait'n out here for over ten minutes. Where've you been?" Tommy said looking at his stepdaughter. "I don't know. I..." But Eric fell silent. Eric was relieved when Tommy didn't say anything more and just continued to drive. On the way home Tommy stopped off at a liquor story and went inside. "When we get home I am just going to lock myself in my room and if he tries to come near me I'll kill him." Eric thought resolutely as he waited in the car for Tommy. Dark storm clouds loomed in the sky and a chilly breeze blew in from Tommy's open window. A few drops of rain fell upon the windshield of the car. A few minutes later Tommy came out with a carton of cigarettes and a twelve pack of Budweiser. "Want one...or don't you drink now either." Tommy said jokingly as he got in the car. "No." Eric said coldly. "All the more fer me then." A few raindrops fell upon Eric as he got out of the car, went straight into the trailer and locked his bedroom door. Looking around the room he had wanted to find something he could hit Tommy with if he tried anything, but there was nothing useful in the room. "I wish I had gotten a knife." Eric thought and sat staring at the door. Over an hour went by and nothing had happened. The rain was now furiously pouring down on the roof of the trailer. Eric looked down at his body and felt a new kind of loathing for it. The blond hair that kept falling in front of his face was driving him crazy, God how he wanted to cut it all off. And his breasts were always getting in the way of everything he would do. He couldn't fold his arms without hitting them, they were always brushing up against something and it was a pain to find a comfortable sleeping position. And his figure, he hated what he had always thought of as a sexy hourglass shape, with his flaring hips. And his womanhood, he could never get used to that. All he wanted to do was to be able to pee standing up again. And he felt so weak in Shannon's body. He had always been strong, he could bench press more than Josh, more than many of the players on the team and he had always been proud of that. Today in gym class he had tried to lift some weights and found that he was incredibly weak by comparison. This gave him a feeling of vulnerability, which made him feel like he couldn't protect himself. There was a knock on the door. "Hey Shannon, you cominn' out ferr dinner?" Eric could hear that Tommy's words were slightly slurred and he figured that Tommy must have been drinking since they got home. "No thanks, I'm not hungry." Eric said hoping that Tommy would go away. "Come on out, I...I want toooo talk tooo you." "I'm not feeling to well and I've got homework to do." Eric saw the doorknob jiggle back and forth. "Hey! Your door isss lockeded. Open upp, I needs to tells you somethinggg." The doorknob continued to jiggle. "I'm not feeling well...I am going to bed and I will see you tomorrow." Eric said feeling his heart beginning to beat rapidly. "Younggg Ladyyy, open thisss door right now." Eric didn't say anything. He just wished that Tommy would either go away or drop dead. BANG. Eric jumped at the sound of Tommy's fist pounding on the door. "Yourrr Motherrr told you ta minds me, now opens the doorrr right now!" Tommy now yelled. Eric put his hands over his ears, but he could hear Tommy still pounding on the door. "Go away." Eric screamed. Suddenly the pounding stopped and the only sound Eric could hear was the pounding of his own heart. A knot of fear unlike anything he had ever felt sat in the center of Eric's chest. Eric realized that he was breathing rapidly and he tried to regain control his breathing. The burst of adrenaline that had coursed through his body slowly started to fade, leaving Eric feeling fatigued and frightened. To his horror, Eric heard what sounded like a key slipping into the door and watched as the lock on doorknob turned. He sprang to his feet and put his body weight against the door just as the handle turned. "Go away!" Eric screamed pushing with all of his might against the door. To Eric surprise the door didn't move, it didn't feel like Tommy was even trying to push it open. Eric pressed against the door with all of his might and reached down and flipped the lock again. He kept his hands firmly pressed against the door, but couldn't help but wonder what made Tommy stop. "Maybe he passed out." Eric thought in desperation. "Or maybe I scared him off when I screamed." Eric kept his body pressed up against the door for what felt like an eternity. "The key." Eric thought in terror. "It must still be in the lock. Oh fuck. If I can get it I'll be safe." Eric pressed his ear up against the door and listened. He couldn't hear anything except his own frantic heartbeat. Slowly he unlocked the door and turned the handle. Pulling the door back a crack, he saw that the key was still in the door. Like a shot Eric's hand flew out to grab the key, but as it did, Tommy's hand caught Eric's and firmly held it. Eric tried to pull his hand back, but before he could do anything Tommy was pushing his way through the doorway. Eric tried to scream, but Tommy's other hand went over Eric's mouth and his forward momentum carried them both backwards where they tumbled back onto Shannon's bed. Eric frantically struggled, but Tommy out weighed him by more than seventy pounds and he was on top of him before he could do anything. "Grillll, you should've come out to dinner likes I said. Now I have to show you what happens when you's don'ttt minds me." Tommy said pinning both of Eric's hands down with one of his. With his free hand he roughly pulled up Eric's shirt, forcing it up until it was over Eric's head. Eric felt his arms now tangled in the partially removed long sleeved shirt. Eric screamed, but Tommy quickly put his hand over his mouth. "Don'ttt go screamin'." The stink of beer on his breath. "No one can hear you and it'll justtt piss me off. And you don'ts want me anymore pissed off them I already is." With that Tommy lips tightly pressed against Eric's. Eric shook his head from side to side to break the contact, when he suddenly felt a hand forcefully fondling his right breast. Trying to pull away, Eric whimpered a muffled tight-lipped cry as Tommy undid the front clasp of Eric's bra, revealing his breasts. Still pinning Eric's hands, Tommy moved his mouth down and started to suck on one of Eric's nipples. "Please don't do this, please don't do this, please don't do this." Eric pleaded. Tommy looked up at Eric. "Babyyyy, I love you soooo muuuch." Tommy said, then started to fumble with the button on Eric's pants. "Oh god, please god no! I'm a guy, don't do this to me! I'm not even really Shannon!" Eric pleaded, straining with all he had to get free. Tommy unbuttoned Eric's pants and was trying to force them down. He quickly brought his other hand down to pull Eric's pants down in one motion, but Eric quickly reacted to the first chance had been given and swung both of his hands together. They came in contact with the side of Tommy's head and the unexpected blow knocked him sideways off the bed. Scrambling up Eric made a break for the door. Quickly freeing his hands of the longed sleeve shirt, Eric rebuttoned his pants as he ran. "Girl, you gets back here right now." Tommy roared as he jumped to his feet and followed right behind Eric. Eric saw a phone and ran right past it, Tommy just a pace or two behind him. He had thought for a second of going to the kitchen and grabbing a knife, but he didn't know where they were, so he headed straight for the front door. Eric grabbed the door, turned the handle and started stepping forward right as Tommy tackled him. The two of them stumbled forward out into the pouring rain, falling into the mud, just as a car slammed on its breaks in front of the trailer. Eric stumbled to his feet and ran toward the car screaming. Eric hoped that it was the police, or Shannon's mother, or even just someone driving by. His hope began to fade when he saw the driver of the car was Michelle, who was still wearing the cheerleading outfit that he had seen her wearing earlier. "Unlock your door." Eric screamed frantically as he tried to open the passenger side door. "Call the police, let me in, help me." Eric said hysterically as he turned and saw that Tommy was getting up. Turning back to the car, Eric was surprised to see that Matt