An evening as Laura

We kept playing Mario Kart for some time before switching to Super Smash Bros. Like before, I let Laura's instincts guide me, using the character she was the best with and playing as she would. It was so strange, yet so fun. We only stopped when the sun was starting to set.

"You should get home before it gets dark, Laura." Dahlia said.

She has been using this name during most of the afternoon, in order for me to "acclimate", as she put it. It was still a bit weird to be called by her name but it was slowly feeling more natural. In fact, I even felt a hint of satisfaction coming from my skinwalker side every time I was being referred to as Laura. Even Claire tried her best to only call me Laura, but she still slipped up sometimes.

I went to hug Claire before leaving. "Thanks for being with me, sis."

She hugged me back, her voice soft and caring. "I told you that I would always support you." She stopped for a brief instant before speaking again. "You're so much softer now... It's weird."

"Do you dislike it?"

She shook her head and smiled. "No, it's just different, that's all. Hmm, if you... If you really become the girl Dahlia mentioned... Should I start thinking of you as my sister?"

I chuckled and patted her head. "Refer to me however you want, I won't mind."

"Alright, then, big sis!" Claire gave me a playful smile, making Dahlia giggle.

She loved me as her big brother but she did mention a few times when we were younger that she would have liked a sister too. I guess I would become both, in a way. Although I was still far from considering myself a woman, even in the skin of one. Maybe that would change with time.

"Be careful on your way home, alright?" I told her as I grabbed the skateboard and backpack.

"I will. I'm a cop, remember? I know how to defend myself. And you even taught me some boxing moves."

"Heh, right. But even then, you never know what might happen. Anyway, thanks for everything, Dahlia. Have a good evening."

"See you tomorrow, Laura." Dahlia replied with a smile.

I went outside and immediately put the board down. At first, I hesitantly put my foot on it, but, as soon as I did, I felt Laura's instincts kicking in, my other foot propulsing me and my balance becoming perfect as I started skating towards the dorms. A rush of adrenaline and endorphins ran through me as Laura's muscle memories made me feel so at ease doing something I never had the opportunity to do before. It was so exhilarating that I couldn't help but laugh like a kid while riding...

Oh god, I never knew skateboarding could be so thrilling!

I rode for a dozen minutes, enjoying the wind caressing my face and legs, careful not to hit any car or pedestrian on the way, and loving every second of it, until I finally reached the place where I would spend the night: the students dorms. Laura had a somewhat small but comfortable room in it, with a tiny kitchen and a small bathroom. It was enough for her, she liked being alone from time to time.

I stopped, grabbed the board, and entered the building, my new set of memories guiding me toward my room. It was a pretty stylish room, with some rock band posters on the wall, a small desk with a mid-end laptop, a few novels and books scattered here and there, and an open wardrobe with a lot of pretty androgynous clothes.

I went to lay on the bed as soon as I stepped in, staring at the ceiling. This room seemed so familiar despite never having set foot in it before. I took a deep breath, breathing Laura's scent on the pillow. Or rather, my scent for the time being. It was still hard to fully come around that fact, but I couldn't deny anymore how comfortable I felt being Laura.

I rose up and started examining and touching my body. It was tall and slender, but with subtle muscles in my smooth legs developed through all of my skateboard practice. My silky auburn hair was on the short end for a girl, but it felt nice to have it caress my soft face while I was on the board. My stomach was flat but still with a faint trace of abs. My hips and butt were firm and well-shaped, also thanks to the skateboarding. My breasts were small but still cute and sensitive. Caressing these last parts were making me aroused again, and I could feel my vagina getting slightly wet. It was so different from male arousal, but it was a feeling I was starting to enjoy too...

A small part of me wanted to keep being Laura with how comfy her body was, but I immediately shut the thought down. Laura was a great girl and Dahlia's best friend, I would never do something like that. I may have conceded to my skinwalker instincts but I wouldn't betray my morals and steal an innocent's life...

While I was battling my darker thoughts, the phone rang, the screen displaying 'Dad'. Warm feelings manifested within me; Laura loved her father, the two of them were very close.

It's weird to experience how it's like to actually love your parents... I mused before picking up.

"Hey Dad." I cheerfully said, fully immersing myself in Laura's personality to be the most convincing possible.

"Hey angel, how was your day?" he asked with joy in his voice.

Even hidden behind Laura's personality, it still shook me somewhat to experience such positivity coming from Laura's father. My real father only showed me disdain and hatred. But I couldn't let it affect me, I needed to play Laura's role perfectly until I removed her.

I opened the small window-balcony and instinctively lit up a cigarette, bringing it to my mouth as I was admiring the sunset.

"I hung out with Dahl and her newest friends, it was fun." I said, taking a puff before finally realizing what I was doing.

I never smoked before, but Laura usually smoked about five cigarettes a day. The taste was foreign, disgusting, but also strangely relaxing as I inhaled it.

"Good good, you're still doing fine in class?"

I exhaled the smoke and replied. "Yeah, don't worry. I've been working hard. My grades are still great."

Despite what her looks may suggest, Laura was a really good student, having some of the best grades in her major. That she was able to succeed despite slacking off at times was impressive, but it just showed how gifted she was.

"How's Mom?" I asked, taking another satisfying puff.

"She's been feeling sick these last few days but she's getting better."

"That's good. Probably came from a patient, I imagine?"

Laura's family was a fairly typical lower middle-class one. Her mother was working as a nurse and her father as an elementary school teacher. They were living in a smaller town about two hours away from here, and Laura mainly saw them during college breaks. They called every week, though.

"Most likely, yeah."

I kept chatting with him for a few more minutes, talking about various stuff while finishing my cigarette. I understood why some people liked this thing so much, it was pretty relaxing. The conversation with Laura's father was also far more enjoyable than I thought. It was nice to feel loved like this by a parent, even if I knew that this love wasn't really directed towards me, but towards the original owner of the skin I was currently burrowed inside of.

I thought of the girl I planned to replace, Seo-Yun. Laura, like Dahlia, really disliked her arrogant and condescending attitude. Seeing her in Laura's memories made me feel somewhat more at ease about skinning her. She did seem to be the bitch Dahlia described.

I wonder how Seo-Yun's parents are... Are they nice like Laura's? Does she have any siblings?

There was no point in thinking about that for now, I would know tomorrow.

I walked to the small kitchen and picked some noodles in the cupboard, it was Laura's usual dinner when she was feeling lazy. And she was often feeling lazy when it came to cooking. I boiled some water, grabbed two sausages from the fridge, and quickly ate. I noticed how different things tasted with Laura's tongue. The noodles and sausages were still good, but the tastes were slightly different from how I usually perceived them with my own tongue.

While eating, I also checked the websites of all the newspapers I sent my father's incriminating files to. I let out a sadistic laugh when I saw that it was already making the headlines in most of them.

Serves you right, asshole...

With that amount of coverage and proofs, my father had no chance of escaping jail. And his reputation would be ruined forever. Considering that he disowned Claire and I a while ago, we shouldn't get mixed into that mess.

After that satisfying news, it was time for a shower, something I still was apprehensive about even though I already saw Laura naked twice. I stripped and walked inside, the coldness of the room and the returning arousal almost immediately making my nipples perk up. I started washing myself, doing my best to ignore it and focus on the task at hand. But it was hard considering how good it felt whenever I rubbed the soap on my chest or my nether regions. The arousal was becoming more and more overwhelming.

I managed to finish the shower, got into Laura's pajamas, and went to lay on the bed again. But I was still feeling so horny, the sweet scent of my cleaned body not helping in the slightest. I was so tempted to masturbate like Laura often did, but I also felt so dirty for even considering it...