Totally Fucked Up

“Dude, are you getting totally fucked up or what!” said Drew, pouring a can of beer down his friend Matt’s throat.

“Ohhh hell fuckin’ yeahh!” said Matt, choking a bit as he chugged it down, “Hey, dude. Man, this beer tastes weird, dude.”

“Nah,” said Drew, “That’s just the bodysuit potion I’ve mixed into it.”

“The fuckin’ what?” Matt drunkenly chuckled.

“Don’t worry about it,” said Drew, “You’ll start to feel it here in a second. There. All finished up!”

“Hell fuckin’ yeah!” said Matt, leaping up and stumbling into Drew, “Shit, man! I don’t know what that shit was you put in there, but I feel fuckin’ great as shi—“

Before he could finish his sentence, Matt stumbled back down to the ground. To everyone else at the party, it looked like he had just had way too much to drink as always. But Drew just stood over him and watched.

“You dumbfuck,” said Drew, “Done in by your very own best buddy, Drew Carter – Who happens to be quite the handsome stud, if I do say so myself!”

Drew ran his hands along his smooth, square face, pulling it tight and making sure the facemask hadn’t slipped out of place anywhere. Of course it hadn’t. The suit was flawless and he knew it. As he stood there, a small, awkward looking boy cautiously approached him and stared.

“Russel?” said the smaller boy, “Is that you…?”

“What the fuck you talkin’ about?” said Drew, watching with a sneer as the smaller boy cowered back. Then he quickly changed his tone and gave a wink, “Yeah, Devin, it’s me! But just be sure to call me Drew now, okay? Hey, look! I think Matt is just about ready for ya!”

He stepped back to reveal the empty shell of what had once been Matt Hastings.

“Get in him quick!” said Drew, “Here, I’ll help ya!”

He helped his friend step into the suit through a slit that had formed in the back, and then quickly sealed it up before anybody at the party even noticed.

The new Matt blinked a few times and ran his tongue along his teeth.

“Whoa,” he said in a voice that was much more masculine that he was used to, “It even changed my teeth. And my tongue is like – whoa…”

“You all right there, buddy?” Drew chuckled.

“How much beer did you say you gave him?” Devin said, shaking his head and looking down at the ground. He seemed so high up!

“Let’s just say you’re probably good to go for the rest of the night!” said Drew, helping his friend stand up, “Now are you ready to see what it’s like to be a frat boy or what!?”