"I have the ability to turn into other people as long as I've seen their entire body..." I trailed off as I tried to gauge her reaction. From her facial expression, it looked to be somewhere between disbelief and disgust.
"So you've been turning into me when I'm not around? Is that your secret hobby? Where have you been going looking like me? Who else have you been turning into??" A torrent of questions flooded out of Nina's mouth, the pitch of her voice becoming slightly hysterical.
"No, it's nothing like that!" I protested wildly. "I don't always turn into you...and I don't go anywhere, I just do it to practice!"
"So...you do it just to get off? Is it like some weird fetish?" Nina kept glaring at me like she was staring at some strange bug.
"No way!...Look, it just kind of happened...a long time ago, I found out I could do this...and I didn't want anyone to know...so --"
"How do I even know you are who you say you are?" Nina spat out. "I mean, if you can turn into anyone, you could be pretending to be Jon! You've been lying to me all this time, why the heck should I believe you?!"
My head was spinning. One moment, I had a regular life, apart from a few quirks, and now my girlfriend was acting like I was an invader from Mars. I never wanted to hurt her, I just wanted to be...safe. No one had to know I wasn't normal. What if Nina told everyone? Most people might think she was crazy, but what if there was really something wrong with me? Something a doctor could figure out? Would I be turned into some lab specimen? Killed off as a freak? Or just disappeared?
Desperate, I decided to...