"Well I think the easiest way for us to escape is if we go in disguise," Runt said. "And the easiest way to do that is if I turn you into a skin suit."
"What's a skin suit," I asked.
"It's a magical suit that disguises the wearer as whatever the suit looks like," Runt replied. "So if I turn you into a skin suit and wear you I'll look like whatever I make you look like as a skin suit. While I will have full control over your movement you will still feel everything that I feel while wearing you."
"Is that really the easiest way," I asked. "I don't really like the idea of you wearing me."
"The angels are looking for two people, an imp and a human," Runt said. "This way we will be able to travel as one human and arouse less suspicion."
"I guess you're gonna make sure I look nothing like myself," I said.
"Of course," Runt replied. "Otherwise it'd be way to easy for them to recognize us. Now sit still while I mold you."
And so Runt began by returning me back to my original form. From there he began reshaping me into a new form. He grabbed my stomach a pushed it in, and then molding it until I had a perfect 6-pack. He proceed to do this with the rest of my muscles until I had a body most guys dream of having. Then he grabbed my feet and stretched them out until they were twice their normal size. I don't know if they make US size 20s but if they do that's what I had. Then he grabbed my head and pulled until I had shot up to 8' tall. Then he grabbed my balls and put both of them in his mouth and sucked on then. When he pulled away my testicles were the size of baseballs. Then he grabbed my average size dick and sucked on it. Each time his head pulled away it went a little further until he pulled away completely and my dick was 15'' long. The Runt moved to my hair. He brushed his hand over all the hair on my body causing it to fall out. Then he moved his hand over my head and near hair grew out. In my reflection in the water it looked black and wool-like. Then Runt moved across my face. First he broaden my nose, then he made a lips and a little bigger. He was about to change my eyes when he said "I think your blues eyes will be fine as they are." Then Runt flipped me over. I knew what was coming next as I felt his dick plunge into my ass. He started pumping away and each time his dick went inside I saw my skin darken a little. When he finally came my skin was a dark chocolate color. Lastly Runt moved around and gave me a kiss. But as he kissed me I could feel myself collapsing. With each second that passed I became more and more hollow until I was like a sheet of plastic. Then Runt ran a finger down my spine and I opened up.
"There all done," Runt said. "Now to get you on." Then he proceed to step into me. First he put in his legs and as he did they stretched to fit. Then he shoved his dick and balls into mine and his already monster cock got even bigger. Then he put his arms into mine and his chest and arm stretched. Then he put on the face and everything adjusted to fit. Once he fit the suit, Runt moved his finger to the base of his spine and sealed the suit shut. Now that he had me on Runt moved to the water to admire his reflection.
"Mmmm, do I look good," I heard Runt say inside my head. "You okay up there."
"Yeah," I responded now knowing that I can communicate with Runt via thought while he's wearing me.
"Good," He said. "I don't like having to use this method but it's all we have for now. When we reach the next town I'll get a replacement suit. You can do the same or I can just restore you to being human but with a different appearance, which ever you choose. But for now I really want to play with this bad-boy."
And before I could say anything Runt proceed to wank right there and then. I was amazed when not only did he use both hand, but he bent over and started giving himself a blowjob. It didn't take him long to cum and when he did he swallowed every last drop.
"Well now it's time to move," Runt said.
"First we're gonna need some clothes," I said.
"You're right," Runt replied. "I always forget what sticklers you humans are for modesty."
Runt looked around and saw some rocks scattered along the shore.
"Perfect," he said. "While I prefer live subjects, I can use my power on inanimate things too."
So Runt grabbed a few rocks and turned them into a skin-tight, red t-shirt, a pair of black jeans, a pair of black, leather boots, a black, leather jacket and a wallet with a Driver's License, Credit Card, ATM Card, and a $50 note inside. The driver's license said our name was Mark Freeman and we were 23 years old. The picture showed an average African-American male in their 20s but with the unusual quality of having bright-blue eyes.
"Well then I guess we're all set to go," Runt said. "To throw them off our tail we'll take the bus to Chicago and from their find our way to the airport and find our way out of this country."
"Are you sure that will work," I asked. "And what about getting you a new disguise."
"Don't worry about a thing," Runt replied. "I take care of everything once we're out of New York."