This choice: Searching for a way to remove it, Henry cannot find one... • Go Back...Chapter #7Trying to remove the suit by: Wassel   "Oh-oh..." he suddenly thought, looking down at his mother's naked form, realizing that he couldn't exactly take the skin off the same way he had put it on. Immediately, his hands began patting at his body, frantically searching for some sort of hole or zipper, anyway he could possible get the thing off as he ran over to the bathroom mirror, checking to see if their was any visible sign of anything on his back, which unfortunately there wasn't.
"Shit! This isn't good," he said to himself, becoming rather panic stricken at the thought of being stuck this way, a prisoner in his mother's skin, as he stared at her now horrified reflection, "What the hell am I going to do?" This didn't last long, however, and his panic soon turned to anger, gritting his mother's teeth and grabbing at the skin, digging his fingernails into the soft flesh, and forcibly trying to pull it from his body. "There's got to be someway out of this stupid thing!" he yelled, pulling, tugging and throwing himself around the room, the feeling of his mother's long nails clawing at his skin causing him to wince in pain, as he thrashed around like a man possessed, until finally, defeated, he collapsed exhausted onto the white tiled floor.
"It won't come off...Why won't it come off?" he weakly mumbled, crawling his way along the tiles, not understanding what was going on, why he couldn't get the skin suit off, and why it felt like it was actually part of his own body.
Thinking back to the instructions he'd printed off the net, he racked his brain, trying to remember what it had said, and if there was anything about how to take the thing off. It had certainly been described as a type of disguise or costume, which he would have assumed meant that it could be taken off, but apart from that it hadn't really said much else (which was why he'd had to use his own initiative to get it on in the first place). Of course it was also pretty clear now that this wasn't like any normal type of costume, their clearly being more to the recipe than meets the eye; Henry's entire body not just being disguised as his mother, it had actually become his mother, as unbelievable as that sounded.
"Okay, okay, just don't panic, just stay cool," he told himself, picking up his new female body from the floor, trying to keep a level head while he figured this all out, needing first and foremost to get hold of the instructions and see if there was maybe anything he might have missed. "Alright, that's fine, there in my room," he calmly said in his mother's soft, gentle voice, taking a few deep breaths to compose himself, before grabbing his discarded clothes and quietly tip-toeing his way back into his bedroom, remembering that his parents were still asleep downstairs and the last thing he wanted to do right now was wake them both up (especially his mom after what he'd just been doing).
Closing his door behind him, he threw his clothes onto the bed and sat down in front of his desk, finding that his mother's softer, cushiony ass was a little more comfortable to sit on than his own. There piled on the table, was the various notes and printouts he'd made last night for his Chemistry project, having hidden the bio-plastic suit recipe amongst them when he was cleaning up earlier, just in case anyone snooping around where to find it.
"Here we are," he smiled, locating the sheet of paper he was after, and holding it up to light to see, quickly reading his way through it, silently praying that there was some piece of information that could help him.
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