A Wolf Puts on Sheep's Clothing

Matt groaned once again as he shot his load between Nadeem's breasts. Despite recently cumming from her handjob, it only took a few more minutes for the now topless girl to make him orgasm again. Nadeem certainly didn't seem to mind, as she wiped some of the cum off her bust with the same dirty hijab from earlier.

Kelly, Ms. Martinez, and Trish's skins still laid unused on the carpeted office floor. Matt noticed that Jimmy was now laying on top of Mary on the desk, groping and suckling the girl's massive breasts. Her ponytail was undone, and she had a calm yet inane smile on her face as Jimmy violated her body.

Matt looked at the clock. 9:15. They'd been in the office for nearly a half hour; staying much longer would probably arouse suspicion. He stood up to stretch, and Nadeem paid him no mind as she slipped a manicured hand down her jeans. She was so wrapped up in attending to Matt that she hadn't had a chance to enjoy her new body yet.

"Alright Jimmy, we should probably move on." Matt circled the desk. A bit of cum was seeping out of Mary's cunt from when Jimmy finished in her doggy-style earlier.

Jimmy sighed, letting the breast fall from his mouth. "It's been a while, huh? Good idea." Matt's eyes widened slightly as he saw the various hickies and teeth marks all over Mary's body. As Jimmy got up to stop the phone recording, Matt felt that Jimmy was paying a bit more attention to this girl than expected.

"Aww, already?" Mary mockingly pouted, idly tweaking her nipples. Jimmy didn't dignify the clone with a response, zapping her and Nadeem with the black pen, turning them into hollow husks.

"What's the plan now?" Matt asked, noticing how big these skinsuits' breasts were even while deflated. Jimmy wasted no time, putting on the Mary suit headfirst as a bit of excess cum dribbled onto the carpet. It was a surreal sight, looking like the cute and pudgy Mary with tits sloping down past her ribcage from the waist up, to Jimmy's less pale lower half with his penis still erect. Mary's waist and legs were flaccidly hanging, not touching the ground.

"I'm already living it up. What else could you want?" Jimmy asked Matt through Mary's head, picking up her glasses from the desk. "We've got a whole high school to mess around with and the pens to let us do it." One of her dainty hands went down to Jimmy's crotch.

"So soft..." 'Mary' mumbled as her top half began to jerk off Jimmy's very much aroused bottom half. It didn't take long for him to cum, Mary's eyes rolling back in pleasure as Ms. Martinez's carpet was further stained.

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Several minutes later, Jimmy had fully donned Mary's skinsuit - standing a few inches shorter. Matt was still undecided about which of the skins to try on. Kelly, Nadeem, (and still Trish & Ms. Martinez) were strewn about the office as hollow skins, their lives and bodies quite literally wide open.

'Mary' was starting to get redressed, and after sliding her panties up her thick legs, she seemed to be having a spot of trouble with her bra. There was a frustrated pout on her face as she tried and failed to stuff her massive mammaries in.

"Jeez, you wouldn't last a second trying to act like her." Matt laughed at the absurd sight.

"No, no I wouldn't." Jimmy sighed in defeat, reaching for the memory pen. "Which is why we have this." With a zap, Mary's eyes went wide as Jimmy gained full access to the girl's memories. With a coy grin, she then expertly dressed herself, looking much more competent than a few seconds ago.

"Really works wonders, huh." Matt said as Mary finished pulling her sweatshirt over her head.

"Definitely." Jimmy agreed, still in love with Mary's form. "Here's the plan: we spend the day here at Edgefield and then hang out after school. I plan on getting very... familiar with Mary and her family here. I take the clone pen and you take the black one - deal?"

"Can't complain." Matt caught the skinsuit pen tossed his way.

"I'm heading to class now - be sure to restore the girls before you leave!" Mary gave a cute wave and left the office. To the world she would look like the same meek freshman, but little would people know the pervert wearing her skin was itching to do all sorts of depraved things.

Matt looked down at his two new options. Kelly seemed like an obvious pick; cheerleaders were always a solid choice. Alternatively, something about piloting Nadeem's shorter body had its own unique appeal, too.

(Author: ghastlyghoul)