Home was a cramped apartment in the Pretty Hills Apartment Building. Helen despised that name; her neighborhood wasn't near any hills and there was nothing pretty about it either. She guessed it was somebody's idea of a joke, but it wasn't a very good one.
She found her parents sprawled out on the couch when she entered the apartment, the smell of pot thick in the room. She was used to this and knew they wouldn't be up for a few more hours. She checked the fridge for anything resembling food, decided a glass of orange juice was her best bet and then headed for her room. Once there, she threw her bag onto the floor and hopped up on to her bed. She lay back and tried to relax, but she was still weirded out from her bus ride.
So she tried to think of something else, and the first thing that came to mind was that fat kid smacking her in the face with the restroom door. Helen absently rubbed her nose as she thought back on it and the way everyone in the hall laughed at her. It wouldn't have bothered her so much if it wasn't because of the fat kid - Jim was his name. She didn't have any classes with him but it was hard not to notice a guy with as much blubber as Jim had. He was like a walking Butterball turkey, but not nearly as attractive. And Helen knew that he was just as much an outcast as she was, and that's what really pissed her off. You knew you were a loser when even the other school losers treated you like shit.
But maybe Jim had reason to. The rumor was that he was the one behind Robin Foster's sudden decision to run naked through the halls. A lot of people really appreciated what he'd done, though no one she had talked to knew how he'd done it. Helen herself hadn't seen the spectacle of Shadow Peak High's number one babe showing off her prime assets, although she wished she had. Robin had one hell of a body and wasn't afraid to show it off. But Robin would never have pulled a stunt like stripping off all her clothes in the middle of the cafeteria. Until today anyways. And it was all because of Jim. So now maybe Fat Ass Jim thought he was cool shit because of what he'd done, better than the rest of the freaks and geeks that called Shadow Peak home. 'Well, fuck him,' Helen thought.
But she also held onto the thought of a naked Robin Foster. Maybe, if she was lucky, someone had caught some of it on video. A lot of people walked around campus with digicams strung over their shoulders. If Fat Ass Jim did set it all up she'd be surprised if he hadn't made sure to record it all for future posterity. Or at least to whack off over it when he got home tonight.
Not that Helen would blame him. If she had the tape she'd do the same thing. In fact, just thinking about Robin's naked flesh was making Helen a little hot. So she slipped one hand into the waistband of her panties; she might as well try to work it off, she thought.
And she frigged herself off real good too. By the time she was finished her body was soaked in sweat, her bedclothes were bunched and pulled every which way and her pussy mound was red and raw. Just the way she liked it. She sighed contentedly as she lay back, lit another cigarette and stared up at her over-sized poster of Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. She blew a kiss at the beautiful actress and then closed her eyes.
And that's when Helvis opened up her mind.
Images began to bubble and pop into her consciousness. The girls' locker room. Showering off after phys.ed. A couple of new faces, girls Helen had never seen before. Something rolling to Helen's feet. Picking up a funny looking wand. Making a wish. Helen changing, flowing, growing, expanding. Huge, round breasts. Long, black hair. Tattooes carved into her flesh. Hot, pulsing pussy. The scent of cunt thick in the air. Teeth, killer canines, stretching and growing sharp. Rough tongue, hairy bristles, wolf-girl lapping between her legs. And everything wrapped up in death and blood and lust and cum.
Helen bolted upright in her bed, gasping for breath. What the fuck was that?!
And then she saw Helvis sitting on a crate in the corner of her room. He was idly playing with her dirty underwear. "Who the fuck are you!" she screamed at him. He frowned, his face a mix of surprise and disappointment. "Wait a minute," Helen said, "you look like..like..." Helvis's face lit up with a smile, "That's right baby, I look just like my dad!" He stood up, did a few high karate kicks into the air and then stuck out his hand. She took it and they shook. "My name's Helvis, little lady, and I'm here to let you know that I can make all your dreams come true!"
Helen gaped. Somehow she knew that he was telling the truth. And she also felt, although she couldn't say why, that she had already met this strange Elvis look-a-like. But this didn't make her feel any less ill-at-ease though, for there was something about him, something dark and powerful, and it gave her the shivers.
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Thu Apr 5 10:29:09 2001