Hiding In Plain Sight

 Daniel rolled his suitcase onto the bed and back kicked the door closed. The room was pleasantly cool. What a thoroughly enjoyable all expenses paid trip to Japan. He had snapped a couple of shots of fringe weirdos like a man dressed as a power ranger playing a guitar, ate some sashimi and checked out Osaka castle. Yet, despite the fun of the day, he had a headache that didn’t bode well for tomorrow. The shit was on its way. It was like the pressure or a hand pushing at the back of his head. Then it got worse. He felt confused, like time was moving slowly. Reality was a whirlpool that he couldn’t re-orientate himself in. After a few hours he found himself in front of the mirror pouting his lips and tossing hair back. Then, crushing agony on his crotch. He wanted to yelp or scream, he couldn’t move his lips. 

He laughed maniacally.
“Wait.. why can’t I stop laughing.”
“Daniel-san “ His facial bones clicked and almost seem to pull into a hundred pieces as every little muscle moved on their own. Levels of sensation present at different levels in every part. He could feel but knew he didn’t intend it. He did a double take to the mirror. He saw a beautiful Japanese face contorted in a sneer, her high cheekbones sticking out..  
"No..no… I killed you!" A voice as loud as a whisper in his ear then spoke.
Kill? You tried it. You tried to kill the beautiful part of you darling. But there is nowhere for me to go Daniel-san.
He tried to think but his thoughts were screeching and obliviating. Buzzing meaninglessly around his mind as neurons shut down to give over space to her to speak. Akiko. He ran into the bedroom.
“I just waited until you took me where we needed to go. This is after all, my home.”
No, no you bitch. I decided to come here on a business trip. Me.. I… decided this…We… I’m not Japanese. I no Japanese. He remembered the chill down the spine when he she announced her plan to leave the USA and take their money and belongings to Japan. To take their body. She crossed her legs and giggled as she stared into his soul through the camera.
It’s been so long Daniel. I’ve really been going insane. Are you aware of what it’s like? Not being able to do what comes to a woman naturally. To suffer this dishonour and intranquility in solitary confinement.  Memories flashed through your mind of being her, of biting her lower lip as a perfect dick roughed the insides of her aching tightened Japanese pussy.
“Daniel Daniel. Cock is the most forceful thing in your horrible life. Remember the day you returned to the drug?” He remembered wrenching it out of the toilet and downing it. The mad giggling as he got his real body. No.. this is my real body. I am wanted. I have a girlfriend now! She loves me! He sobbed.
“You are pretending, pretending to be a man. To be anything other than feminine. You are better as a woman. You are just an Asian bitch just like those porn stars that made your dick tickle and squirt as a boy.”
He fell to all floors onto the bed as he felt a tingle at his scalp. His dull short back and sides blonde hair exploded in a jet black colour from the scalp. His pubic hair and crotch burned as it grew even darker. He felt a constricting crushing pain at his hips, neck and waist. Muscles pulling and nerves trapped all through his back. Stretch… crush..: god she was so loud, her voice vibrating in his bones. it was like her face was pushing out of his back and speaking to him.

The room seemed to darken through the bluish pink erotic and vibrant spectrums. “Self-loathing. Self-loathing enough you chose to taint the drug with Japanese  DNA. As if you couldn’t bear being close to your white American form. There was plenty of formula in America, but you waited until you were in Japan so it was abundant. So you could be an Asian slut. The ultimate drug trip, not only intoxication, but transformation.”

 

He remembered panting and screaming, wet and horny as the first cock he could find released inside him. The white cum slathering the canal. He couldn’t remember a single thing except how good it felt to be in pleasurable pain. Then the memories started to feel like someone else’s.
“Did you think you could escape your lessons into womanhood whore? I wasn’t yet finished. What kind of teacher would I be? I am strict and tireless. It was I who engineered this whole trip. You care about your life, your precious money. I spent this whole time thinking how to get your body and brain.”
He looked away from the mirror as he started into a familiar death panic. He realised that it did make no sense to come here, to be in joy the whole trip. Not with the danger he had nearly been put in before. He thought these were his decisions, but they had made them together. These memories and impressions were just veils covering his eyes. He realised his folly… that for the last year he had been just a skin to incubate this Japanese woman. But now he was going to hatch. He tried to find himself in the general disorder, but his entire reality was bullshit. This trip, his girlfriend, free will. His white wrapping was about to be thrown off like a dirty sodden shirt.
Every vein begins to rush with hot sensation as blood makes its way to the chest. The nipples instantly expand to a tortuously large size. The overdose of hormones  making the nipples leak. He wanted to bite down on them and suckle. He wanted to play rough until they were numb and bleeding.
Remember when you cummed to that gay porn? Hmm that was good.
Fuck you I'm not fucking gay. I like to look at curves, to show off my curves.
Hmm... if you say so. Cum is disposable for a man, your precious balls make more. But that was only a few days ago Daniel-san. Do you even like them? I want to take your hairy balls away, so the only cum you can get is on the floor and your tits.
The words broke a dam of memories. He began to sweat just like in that room when he jerked off to those men and their slick cocks. The date in the corner of the screen blew up to a thousand magnification.
And yesterday... you sucked that German's cock.
His lips widened and his jaw rocked back and forth as he was once again in the moment. He swallowed and he could feel the phantom cum go down. I... decided to do that?
“Your ex-colleague here has already been invited. You hated our trists. You already aren’t appreciated by him at work. The American treats me like a whore. I give myself willingly to him. Yes yes I know I’m a different person. I can hear you saying. You hate him. But you know that the woman in you wants him. You hate the competition. I love the dominance. How the body changes perspective. A Japanese woman is made for white cock. That’s what you believe and I agree!” He remembered his growing boredom with the straight sex he was used to. After each gasping panting return he found less use for his cock. Instead his hands made their way to his nipples… and ass. Glorious penetration. All the while thinking of his colleague Marcus. Tall, blonde haired, rugged, mmmm…
He gasped as his ass expanded. “Shall we review anal?” The hole tickled like it remembered each battering and filthy shitty plunge it had received in the past from Marcus.
His face begin to swell and deflate. An elephantitis like horror show. The fat around his eyes thickened as epicanthic folds grew. He could smell the harshness of his own blood as his nose broke and reset in seconds. He pushed and rubbed himself against the mirror.

 

“We love being exotic, being a strange thing into a high placed aristocratic standard of beauty. Ooo, as foreign men fawn over us. They fancy our eyes. We love to touch our soft skin and scream in a language that was never our own. As we struggle to make sounds in Engrish. To even make sense as we beg for the cock. How do tiny little male orgasms compared to the almighty crescendo of a satisfied woman?”
I love that. I am a precious beautiful thing. Men come from around the world to find gorgeous thing like me. I love be a woman, he thought. His cock and balls dropped onto the floor and he stepped on them. For the last time, her pussy blossomed.
“I feel myself everywhere in this body. Yes, yes!! 私はこの体を汚すつもりです (I’m going to defile this body)”
A boiling aura of heat surrounded them. She tore her spiritual flesh away from Daniel. Growing from him and then lapped at her nipples and stroked her tawny skinned body. He was feeble now. She pushed Daniel away into the dark place, he fell far this time into the mesmeric depths. He won’t climb out, he has no more will.

 

The door knocked. She lifted herself up and quickly wiped down the birth fluid like sweat off her body. Her now enormous tits bounced up and down. She opened the door and wrapped her arms around “boss”.  He looked up and down shocked at the brazenly naked Japanese whore. Then he smirked, he hated pre-fuck small talks anyway. He also hated Daniel. Waste of a good body and brain. He embraced Akiko and she left out a high lustful moan. With one hand he quickly pushed the door closed behind, so no one could see and no one could hear.