An Emmynent choice

Mid-morning sunlight cascaded through the window of the apartment complex, as Lisa arrived home. The bright rays really made the purple satin of her dress shine, one hand idly stroking the smooth material near the hem of her skirt as she walked towards her room, clearly enjoying the small tactile pleasure of it.

“Morning, Lisa. Wait…”

For a brief moment, the slightest look of panic passed across Lisa’s pretty visage, her back to the voice, before it continued.

“… Is that yesterday’s dress? Well, well looks like someone had a good night last night!”

Standing in the kitchen doorway, clearly not long awake, was a short girl with south-east Asian features and a deep tan; Lisa’s housemate, Leah.

“It’s not that! I just got caught up with the girls, we were hanging out with Ashley before she went on a date, you know, cheering her on, getting her ready. Then Emmy and I went back to hers and lamented being single.”

I turned with a smile, Lisa’s voice and every small motion of her body, from the way her eyes lingered on the floor for just a minute before meeting the gaze of an onlooker hypnotically, to the way she might lean more on one leg, her body draping into a wonderfully feminine pose, lending each word a deep credibility and a certain attractive quality too. All of these things mingled with the deep, inherent beauty of her features, like a daughter of Aphrodite, to make her word beyond reproach.

“If you and Emmy can’t find a man, then there’s no hope for the rest of us!”

Leah laughed with a smile, before walking over to her room.

“But I’m happy to hear Ashley was going out with someone at least. How’s the guy? She must have told you everything.”

“Yeah… he seems really sweet. I think they’re going to get on really, really well.”

I smiled deeply, and waved at Leah as she disappeared into her room, before slipping inside Lisa’s.

“Phew…”

Thank God one of the skinwalker powers is taking someone’s memories and mannerisms!

I collapsed onto Lisa’s bed as I let my face be buried in her scent soaked sheets, a blush tinging my features as I thought about how crazy the last few days had been.

You were kinda right Leah… “I” did get laid yesterday.

Thoughts of fucking Lisa in this very apartment rose to my mind, a morning of mind-blowing sex as I fully introduced Jimmy to the pleasures of being a woman, while finally getting to have sex with my crush at the same time.

Hands parted long glossy strands of dark hair, as I pulled open the back of Lisa’s neck. Cold seemed to rush in a little, yet rather than seeming unpleasant and bitter like normal, it just seemed mild, and even a little invigorating now.

Maybe that’s because it’s not “my” skin that’s being revealed…

Out of the hole in Lisa’s neck, emerging from within, came the chocolate brunette hair and ever cute face of Emmy.

“I think I had just as good a time fucking you as you had getting fucked, eh Lisa?”

Saying it with Emmy's voice, roleplaying as the skin I was in while referencing the insane activities of yesterday was still very fun, even while I was alone, before I slipped Lisa’s beautiful dress off her and then slid out of her skin as well. It was such a trip, the warm, wet interior of her shell feeling even more erotic when felt through Emmy’s soft skin than it did my own, and the bizarre and perverse way I found myself enjoying the shocking reduction in height that came with her body. It was almost a struggle getting Emmy’s hips out of Lisa’s too; even though she was deflated, and had her own impressive, utterly womanly set of hips, Lisa’s were nothing compared to Emmy’s.

A huge blush ignited on my cheeks as I felt my ass seem to inflate as it was freed, again Emmy’s being so much more prestigious than the already impressive Lisa’s.

I’m really wearing the best ass on campus right now… omg…

Weird, deeply pleasurable thoughts coursed around my brain as I laid Lisa’s skin under her covers, false memories already implanted to give her knowledge of the day Jimmy and I had stolen from her. Recovering Emmy’s clothes, I pulled her panties up her juicy thighs and immediately felt the fabric ride up at the back, a permanent and very sexy reminder of the wagon I was carrying back there.

“I might have to try on your thongs when I get back ‘home’, Emmy… I kinda really want to know how it feels to wear them.”

Biting her plump lip as I thought about it, and sliding into her bra with the stolen, practiced precision of a young woman who’d done this countless times before, it wasn’t long before I was squeezing into her skinny jeans, feeling the tight grip on my hips and thighs, an erotic sensation that couldn’t help but remind me of the skin I was in.

Finally getting into her spaghetti strap tank top, and slipping small feet into her tiny trainers, my Emmy disguise was fully complete.

Well, I guess calling it just “a disguise” isn’t really doing this justice… I’m literally wearing the real, living girl right now, my own male body somehow compacted down into her hot, sexy skin…

Stabbing Lisa with the spines, I felt an empty, momentarily miserable sensation as her pure soul drained away, her body filling up once again.

It’s strange… this is the second time I’ve restored Lisa in her bedroom. I feel a lot better now.

I reflected on everything that had happened, as I watched Lisa’s legs and arms regain their shape. The last time I’d done this, I’d been so traumatized. Terrified of everything I’d seen in Candida’s apartment, horrified by how much I’d loved Lisa’s life, the sex from her point of view, being wrapped up tight in a seductive woman’s skin. So frightened I was losing myself, unable to reconcile the moral wrongness of it all, with how much I loved giving into these impulses.

Now though… it was as though all that angst had drained away. Maybe it had been purified in the erotic crucible of sex in the bodies of all three of these beautiful girls; each body from the hottest friendgroup on campus becoming one of my identities, even just for a while. Or maybe it was just time coming together with experience to assure me my future wasn’t so scary, that it wasn’t the end of the world, becoming a skinwalker. Standing there, compacted down inside Emmy’s body, did feel very right, after all.

The spines left Lisa’s chest as some light steam seemed to appear, the healing liquid sealing the puncture marks and restoring her to her full glory. Seeing the soft motion of her breathing resume put me at ease; a small visual indicator she was fine, and now sleeping peacefully.

Watching her as she slept, an almost blissful, contented look on her face, I felt a sudden pain in my heart. It was the sting of attraction, the bittersweet hurt of romantic craving.

I still have a crush on you, huh Lisa?

It was difficult to ignore how much I wanted to spend time with her, to be around her, to be intimate with her.

It’s just a shame after that first date, things were so weird… being her confirmed it too. She was replaced with Candida, the real Lisa doesn’t know me well enough to have any feelings for me.

A sad smile flickered across my face for a minute, before I took a deep breath and opened my eyes again.

I just have to make the best of the present moment! And… well… she should be asleep for a good few minutes yet.

I wasn’t entirely sure how long she might be out after being restored, however I did know I had at least a few minutes. My mind made up, I leaned over her, having to go on tip-toes because Emmy was so short. Getting closer to her like this just made me so aware of how beautiful she was, as our faces were so close I could feel each of her breaths.

Leaning down the last few inches, brushing the long strands of chocolate brown hair to the side, I let my lips meet Lisa’s; two sets of soft, plump lips mashing together gently, as my tongue slid into her mouth. My wandering hand sunk into one of her big, naked breasts, feeling the compression as I groped gently, my heartbeat spiking upwards as a tumble of dopamine worked through my body. Kissing my crush, even like this, felt amazing.

Parting the kiss, a long strand of saliva hung between us for a moment, before I broke it with my tongue.

“Thanks for the goodbye kiss, bestie.”

With one last smile, I left Lisa to wake up, knowing she’d feel better than ever tomorrow.

It felt strange wandering the tree lined path to Emmy’s apartment. The crunch of autumn leaves beneath my sneakers provided a small soundtrack, as I walked the same path where just yesterday I’d turned her into a skinsuit.

It’s a good thing these trees still mainly have their leaves actually… a few more months and this area would be a lot more exposed.

I mused on my good fortune as I let myself into Emmy’s building, climbing the stairs until I reached her apartment, and then, her room.

“Wow… it’s really cute.”

Shades of green ran through the space, with natural wood furniture and some small, well-kept houseplants by the window. Where metal was present, it seemed to match a natural aesthetic, bronzes and some small hits of gold providing glimmers of reflected light, like water shining through the leaves of a summer forest.

From the well-chosen furniture, the lamps and the colors of everything that tied together so well, it was clear Emmy had a real eye for interior design. Along one wall, I could see all kinds of photographs too. I looked them over, seeing plenty of cute pics of her with Ashley and Lisa, wearing tight dresses at a freshers party, in outdoorsy gear after a hike, smiling widely on a trip to Disneyland. There were other photos too; Emmy was the oldest sister from a big family, so there were plenty of pictures with her siblings, a mess of younger brothers and sisters of various ages, and her with her parents too.

Seeing the pictures through the lens of Emmy’s memories felt so warm and satisfying, all of her emotions laid out for me to enjoy feeling. It was so voyeuristic, perusing someone’s soul like this, a next level height of intimacy. Opening a door at the side of the room took me into Emmy’s en-suite bathroom; a modern looking shower and a big mirror, with high quality looking skincare products and make-up organized and set up.

“Mhmm… oh wow…”

A big deep breath came before a smile, as I felt my heart feel heavy with emotion as I looked at the girl in the mirror. Even with how natural the skinwalker power made another person's skin feel, it could still be such a trippy sensation taking a mental step back and acknowledging that you were in a totally different body now.

Everything about it was different really. I’d lost more than a full head of height, standing at five foot nothing meant Emmy was properly short, and I’d had to resist the urge to laugh when I noticed she’d kept a stool in the corner of her room, in case she needed to get something high up. I idly considered that at least height wise, Emmy would be perfect for fitting a lot of East Asian clothes, women’s sizing from Korea and Japan would be perfect for her, at least vertically. Horizontally, on the other hand…

I turned and looked over my shoulder, flicking the length of Emmy’s luscious brunette hair to the side to get a better look behind me. A tight waist flared out to almost impossible hips, and an ass that was genuinely unforgettable. Digging my fingers in hard, their digits sinking into the soft flesh, almost gave me a sadomasochistic pleasure, and a reminder that all of this was attached to me now.

I really have the hottest ass on campus now…

My cheeks went red as I thought about it, the coloring looking so cute on Emmy’s face, the blush intensifying as I was reminded her head was just as much mine as the rest of her body now.

Built like this, with these hips… Emmy’s body was practically built for sex, built for breeding. I wonder how it would feel to get pregnant, and carry a child as her? Giving birth from inside Emmy’s skin, knowing I’d been the one inside at every step of the way…

I could feel a hot wetness ooze down below, my degenerate fantasies manifesting in hot, syrupy female lust.

I mean… we got what we came for on this mission, we found out how Ashley felt about Jimmy. Well… okay. I guess we went a little further than that, but having them date really is the ultimate happy ending. Jimmy gets his crush, and Ashley finally gets a guy who cares about her, and will go to any length to make her happy. Lisa’s been restored to finally live her life, rather than just being a skinwalker’s shell. Really, she’s spent barely any time as herself recently. She’ll wake up tomorrow feeling happy, rested and relaxed, ready for a beautiful day.

I jumped onto Emmy’s bed, sinking into her soft sheets. They smelt so much like her, I could feel my heart start to flutter. Lying there, sinking into the mattress, feeling so comfortable, I couldn’t help but think…

Could I…? Would it be so bad if I just… I really, really want to…

What if I just stay inside Emmy?

Letting the thought even pass through my brain felt so taboo, so dubious, so shameless, so… attractive?

I can’t deny how good it feels in here…

If I stayed as Emmy, I could still hang out with Ashley, anytime I wanted. She was so cute and fun, and I knew I’d find myself missing her friendship if I just went back to the bland life of Alex. Lisa too…

I gulped as I thought about it.

No one is closer to her than Emmy. Being around my crush, feeling the intense intimacy of her relationship with Emmy, all while I’m wrapped up tight in her hot, curvy little body… ughhh I want it so bad.

Every factor seemed to crash together, before my heart began to soar, rushing into the sky like a rocket going to heaven, full of elation the realization of what I really wanted.

“Sorry Emmy… when I originally turned you yesterday, you were just a means to an end. A vehicle for me to find out how Ashley really felt about Jimmy, a tool in a noble quest of love…”

As I spoke it out loud, my twisted words in Emmy’s voice, I could feel a possessive sense of ownership seem to come down over everything about her. Her room, all the things she’d bought, her clothes. Her voice, her skin, her hair, her ass and pussy. Her identity, and her very soul.

“But now, after being inside you... After becoming you totally, in body and soul… this body is just too comfortable to leave. Don’t worry though, Emmy! I’ll still keep up in class as you! All your intelligence won’t go to waste. I’ll still keep up with your family too, all your brothers and sisters. I’ll still be their helpful and kind big sis, still be your parent’s hard working, beautiful daughter. From now on, there will be a new Emmy, to make all their lives better...”