Rule 7 - Craven

BUCKLE UP.

D on't do it.

Tanis, don't you fucking dare.

I stared at her getting her pussy sucked dry all night, unable to do anything but disassociate or watch. And after that first orgasm, the look on her beautifully drunk face told me I couldn't pretend it wasn't happening. She was developing feelings.

The doll next me to made me uneasy. Even worse when Damon started talking to it. I hadn't been able to move since before the panel. I was overly-cautious. What if the fucking weirdo had a camera in the doll or something?

I had no choice but to wait this out, and finally, come morning, Damon, the dude with the magic tongue, took his lips off my girl and slid on his clothes. He packed up his creepy toy and gave Tanis one last parting kiss, promising to see her later at another panel.

I waited a full minute after he left, counting silently, and then finally leaped from the chair.

"Don't you fucking dare." I thrust my paw up at her.

Tanis's smile slid off her face, and she blinked. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't play games with me, Tanis. I know that face. You don't want to kill him."

She threw her hands up and huffed. "Who wants to kill people? Of course I don't want to kill him. He's a perfectly nice person!"

"He's fucking weird! Did you hear how he talked to the doll all night?" I threw my head back and mimicked Damon. "Delia, watch me eat this beautiful goddess's pussy. Aren't you jealous? Don't you wish it was your pussy I had my tongue shoved in?"

Tanis stomped her foot and spun away from me. "It was a little odd, but everyone has their kinks."

"It was more than weird. He's up to something."

"What do you propose we do then, Craven?" She tossed her hands up. "You're right. He looks just like your old body. And you saw his..." She blushed. "You saw his penis. It's a good one!" she hissed. "I can't just walk away from that."

"No, I don't want you to. Tanis—" I walked over and tugged on the comforter to climb onto the bed. I rolled on the mattress and went to the edge to stand near her. "I want you to kill him. Can you do that for me, baby?"

Her pretty brown eyes watered, and finally, she nodded. "Okay. I will."

I laid down and closed my eyes and put my arms behind my plush head. It was finally happening. In a few days, I would be back in a human body. I could eat. I could drink. I could fuck.

God, I wasn't sure which I missed more.

I opened an eye and saw Tanis stripping to shower.

Definitely fucking.

She'd waited for me; and I was going to take Damon's massive dong and show her why it was worth the wait. Sure, Damon ate pussy like she was gonna take it away from him, but that meant nothing. There'd been plenty of men who'd done the same thing with her. I was going to make her scream. She was going to cry. She would squirt all over my brand new human face.

"Cravey-boo, are you okay?" Tanis's concerned tone shook me from my daydreams. I sat up.

"Yeah, just excited. Let's get a move on. I'll pack."

She pressed a quick kiss on my nose before turning and bouncing to the bathroom. The shower started and I climbed off the bed and proceeded to pick up her clothes and shoes and stuff them into her suitcase. As I cleaned up and waited for her to come out, I thought about Damon, and what I'd need once I took over his body.

Did he have a house? What about cars, kids, or other money pits? The plan had always been to assume the body's identity, but what if he had a whole-ass life I didn't want? I wasn't gonna raise someone else's rugrats.

Tanis stepped out of the shower with her hair dry, clothes on, and her face full of makeup. "Oh great! You're ready to go too."

"Not yet. We need to talk." I patted the chair in the corner. She frowned and did as I requested.

"What's wrong. Are you having second thoughts?"

"No. But we need to figure out who this guy really is." I ran through my list of concerns and she nodded attentively. The furrow in her brow grew deeper as the list went on.

"I can find out everything. I just need to figure out a way to ask without it sounding like an interrogation." She grabbed me and her luggage and we exited the room.

Damon was in the lobby, and when he saw us, he hurried over. I couldn't help but notice that Delia was in his arms.

"Do you have any immediate plans? I'm going to another event and thought it could be fun to ride together."

"That sounds like so much fun! My car is actually a rental, so let me take the car back and I'll hop in your van."

Damon laughed. "And I didn't even have to offer you candy."

"Wait, you at least have puppies in the back, right?" Tanis flirted. I wanted to gag but could only stare blankly ahead at the doll in his arms. Maybe I was lucky to have gotten trapped in a stuffed animal rather than a piece of plastic.

By afternoon, Tanis was tossing her suitcase in the back of his white rapist van and was sitting me next to Delia, who'd been seat belted down in a car seat. This guy was certified bonkers. Tanis climbed into the front and we started off to the next convention.

"So Damon, I feel like we never actually got to know the adult us. You do the toy circuit, but what about off season?" Tanis asked.

Damon turned to glance at her and chuckled. "Are you asking if I'm married with kids?"

She nodded.

"That's fair. I suppose we didn't do a whole lot of talking last night. No, I am single. Just me and Delia. You?"

"Nope. It's just little old me. What do you do for work?"

"I run IT for old people. Mostly fixing their computers after they've given their information to scammers in far off countries. They lose 10k and then come in and I rob them of another 500 bucks to fix their devices."

Oh, Tanis wasn't going to like that.

"That sounds... wrong." She frowned.

Damon shrugged. "I lost my heart years ago. Everyone has a sad story, and I got tired of trying to help everyone. I can't tell you how much of a relief it was when I stopped recycling."

Tanis gasped. "You don't recycle!"

Damon roared with laughter. "You act like I just admitted to murder. No, I'm on the road so much, I just toss my plastic bottles out the window when I finish one."

While I couldn't see her clearly, I knew Tanis was growing revolted. She was on the verge of murdering him.

Don't do it. Not yet. Please, wait.

Tanis leaned back and began taking deep breaths.

"I didn't realize you were so perfect," Damon muttered.

"I'm not. I'm just a concerned citizen. Are there any other crimes I should know about? Any felonies or warrants?"

"Jesus, Tanis. What's with the third degree? It's been less than twenty-four hours. Can't we just have a little fun? What about the license plate game?"

Tanis sagged her shoulders and did a glance back at me. I winked, but Damon could see me through the rear-view mirror, so I didn't risk any more movement. She smiled and turned around, agreeing to play his road trip game.

I relaxed as well, thankful she hadn't dug into her purse, grabbed her knife, and stabbed him in the neck. I was settling into my seat, receding into my mind to handle the ride, when all of a sudden, Delia's plastic mouth moved.

"This better be fucking worth it. She's so damn annoying."