My bully has a skinsuit gun Part 2

[Kripto]

I hoped my bully had been kidding about making my mom a skinsuit. After he left my house in Jessica’s body, I kept an eye on my mom as best I could. Days turned to weeks, and I assumed he’s forgotten about her. Until one day, I receive a video call from mom’s cell phone after a particularly long trip to the grocery store. I immediately knew something was off, just from the lascivious look on her face. “Come and get the grocery bags, sweetie. I’d help you, but as you can see, mommy’s hands are full. Hard to carry anything else when I got my hands on these melons.”