[OLD] ~~Face Swap~~ (Creepypasta X Reader)

More Than Freezing~~

(Y/N) Awoke cold. She shifted. She noticed she was in a sitting up position, and not in the same clothing as she was. She was hungry to.

"Ughhhhh.......AHHHHH" That wasn't her voice, that was a mans voice, and a gravely one at that. She started to hyperventilate.

She was not in her home. She was in the living room of some house. She jumped up, and looked down. She was in the body of an adult male dressed in shady clothing. There was even a mask. Panic was blurring (Y/N)'s train of thought, and the only clear thought that went through was, 'how am I gonna pee!?'

Something dripped from her, or this body's, eyes. It was a black, clumpy, slimy liquid. She looked down at it and squished it between her fingers. It was disgusting, especially through the filthy gloves. (Y/N) Pulled one off, and looked at the grey skin.

"The hell..." She was again started by the voice, but this time, she bit her toung. She could taste the blood, which bothered her. She went up to touch her teeth, and they had a sharpness, like a sharks, but there were some duller, like a dogs. More panic.

So far, (Y/N) had discovered she were an adult man, in a shady outfit, with grey skin and sharpened teeth. This was more than she could handle at one moment. 

The body's legs gave out and she clapped to the ground, rubbing her arms, and shivering, but she was more than freezing.

"Ok, Ok, let's hope it wasn't Jack, please, Zalgo, make it not be Jack." A voice from outside called loudly.

"Come on, it most likely isn't hi-"

"But it's not anyone else in this fucking forest!" The door busted open. (Y/N) Panicked, lost her balence, and fell onto her back, or, the body's back.

"SHIT, IT WAS MOTHERFUCKING JACK." A voice yelled in a panic. (Y/N) Sat up, she could tell the goop was running down the mask even more than it had been. She backed up to the couch. The man stood infront of her. He was wearing a white mask, yellowish colored jacket, and jeans. He was pacing back and forth, yelling a slew of cuss words.

"Shut the hell up Tim, your scaring it." There was the second man, he had a yellow hoodie, and a black cloth mask. He stooped down, though, like this, (Y/N) was a bit taller than him. "Hay, can you talk? What's your name?"

"I... I'm (Y/N)..... why am I like this?" 

"JACK YOU BETTER NOT BE PRANKING US OR I SWEAR TO SLENDER I WILL KILL YOUR CANIBAL ASS!"

"Masky! You. Are. Scearing. It." He sighed. "I'm Brian." He got up and held out his hand. "You can come with us and we will try and fix you right up, ok?"

"O-ok...." (Y/N) looked at Tim after getting up. "Who's Jack?"

"Your in his body. He is our main 'doctor,' so we really need him back." Brian turned to Tim. "Grab Jacks backpack. I watched him come home a couple days ago, it has some supply's in it."

Tim was over his tantrum, and calming down. "Won't the..." He looked at (Y/N) and squinted. "... meat... be rank?"

"Ehhh.... most likely.... grab some out of his fridge."

Tim swiftly moved towards a brown shoulder carrying backpack. It was near where (Y/N) was sleeping. He shuffled through the bag, pulled out two cloudy jars, that had an overpowering scent. It was awful. Both he chucked out of an open window, plugging his nose holes in his mask. He strode to the fridge, pulled out an armful of less cloudy jars. These smelled a bit more plesent, though, Tim and Brian acted as if the scent was worse.

"Ugh, ok, there was a rotting bird in his fridge. Why?"

"Remember how he said he had to defuse fights between skintaker and rake?"

"Ah."

(Y/N) Was now completely and utterly confused. She was having a hard time catching her new balance. There was more mussels than she was used to, and she was as tall as or taller than her dad, so that didn't help. She tried to look around, but turned her head to quick and lost balance. Bum first on the floor.

"Oh. My. GOD. This may be a bit more fun now..." Tim laughed at the scene of the large, inhuman, creature, that would have gladly ripped his head off, fall on his bottom, and just look down confused.

"Can you grow up, Tim?!" Brian scowled. "Come on, get up."

"Ok." (Y/N) Was getting used to getting off the floor by now. 

"Little steps~" Tim said like a doosh.

"TIM!"

"What...."

"I can walk. Just need to get used to the mechanics of an adult guys body." (Y/N) Took a few steps around the room.

"I'm guessing your neither an adult, nor a guy?" Brian said, stepping back for (Y/N)'s movement.

"Nope."

"Wait..... shit." Tim stood wide eyed.

"Hm?"

"She doesn't know how to piss."

Brian looked down, it was easy to guess an expression of blushing, but that was mostlikely (Y/N)'s mind drifting into rule 34 or YAOI. He looked up. "No time for that just now, we need to get out of here and get to SlenderMan."

AHHHHHHHHHH.

THE YAOI.

UGHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

This was so fun to write, but this is the second chapter of the night because of my other Creepypasta X Reader, 

It is past flipping MIDNIGHT.

I'm not functioning properly. I couldn't even say my name properly I'm so flipping tired. But I'm not tired. If I wanted to, I could stay up till daylight if I did absolutely nothing for the rest of the night, but you know ye Boi needs her sleep.

HOW DO PEE? DOES NO COMPUTE?

I'm gonna go wash my eyes out now.