Choose Emmy

It’ll be better to be one of Lisa’s friends. Who knows how Grace is going to react getting in a skinsuit, she can struggle to order food at restaurants, let alone being someone else… knowing I’m right there beside her, ready to help her and comfort her, is the best move. Not to mention, it’s Lisa who's meant to be doing the talking to get them into this party… abandoning Grace to do all that might not be the best move.

And… if I have to choose, I think I know which one I’d rather get inside.

Watching Emmy swivel the corner, my eyes stayed glued to her ass.

Gosh… it really is the best ass on campus. Imagine how it must feel to walk with it behind you, and being so short and cute, but so explicitly womanly too. Fuck…

I had to get a hold of myself before I started drooling. I started after Emmy, speedwalking behind her. It wasn’t too difficult to catch up in the grand scheme of things; Emmy’s legs were pretty short, while even as Lisa mine were much longer. It wasn’t long before Emmy’s apartment block was ahead of us, and I had just about caught up with her.

“Emmy!”

She turned, a little surprised, but her expression turned to a comforting warmth when she saw who was coming up behind her.

Her smile is so sweet and happy to see me… I wonder if I’d approached her as Alex, how she might have reacted?

I had no doubt her expression would have been a great deal gloomier seeing me approaching rather than her beloved friend, not least because she only knew me as some guy who’d dated her bestie once and then never given her a call back afterwards.

“Oh Lisa, heyyy… what’s up? I thought you were going to grab your costume back at yours?”

“Mhmm, yeah, buuut I had an idea I wanted to talk to you about. Something to make Ashley’s Halloween more interesting.”

Emmy’s eyes immediately lit up. I could see the enthusiasm there, that happy excitement at the prospect of doing something nice for a friend.

“Ohhh, okay, that sounds exciting. What is it?”

I looked around conspiratorially, before using a theatrical stage whisper to tell her.

“Shhh, not here! Her minions could be listening!”

Emmy stifled a laugh as she opened the door to her building and lead me up the stairs.

“Pfftt! Okay, okay! Little miss secret agent. Come on.”

She opened the door to her place, stepping inside, as she continued.

“So then, what’s the big secret?”

“Two of her friends are going to be replaced using monstrous powers, to make it a truly spooky Halloween!”

“Huh, wha-”

Emmy’s voice trailed off with a frozen gag as my spines slid into her neck, pulling her short, curvy body against mine. The back of her head sank into the soft cushion of my breasts, as I squeezed her into a hug while her expression took on that melting malaise, the quicksand pleasure that bathed a skinsuit victim in ecstasy as their cognizance left them.

I could feel the warm, indulgent softness of her body, her plush ass and her supple curves, lose all their consistency until I was just holding the empty vacant skin of Emmy. I spun it around, examining how even deflated, her pretty looks still held up, before hugging her skinsuit close to me and taking a big sniff from her neck.

Mhmm, ohhh wow… I feel so pervy, but I love how she smells… that mix of her perfume and her natural scent.

My heartrate jumped up in my chest as I thought about Emmy being my perfect vessel for Halloween, my blasé male body being compacted down into the voluptuous shape of this fun size Goddess. I bit my lip as I considered kissing Emmy’s deflated lips, but managed to hold the urge in. There would be plenty of time for that later.

I tried to shake myself awake, out of my lewd, horny haze, before I hurried into Emmy’s apartment and grabbed the package with her costume inside. I could feel her memories, her soul inside me, mine to wear and use as I pleased. Naturally, it wasn’t as strong or prominent as Lisa’s, but I knew once I slipped inside Emmy’s welcoming flesh it would be so much more powerful.

I knew she’d already tried on her costume, and I could feel her memories and how it had made her feel as she walked around in it. It just dialled my own excitement higher. Unceremoniously, I stuffed her skinsuit into her gym bag along with her costume.

Eheheh, I wonder if I’d found a gym bag like this on Halloween, and had never become a skinwalker would I have tried her on?

Discovering a bag with a sexy costume and the skinsuit of a gorgeous woman to boot? I barely needed to think to acknowledge of course I would.

I mean… wouldn’t anyone be curious? Especially as they started to realize it was no normal costume, and it would really give them a body like hers…

I straightened up as I managed to get a hold of myself, contain all of my lewd fantasies, before leaving Emmy’s apartment.

“Hi, are you lost?”

“Eiiiii!!!”

The timid looking girl shrieked as she practically jumped in the air, after spending five minutes nervously staring around the street. She had a chunky scarf around her neck and part of her face, and a beanie hat pulled kinda low too, barely concealing her thick, long black hair. Maybe it was because Halloween is on the cusp of November, the month of gloom and cold and the gateway to winter. Although, really I couldn’t help but code her choice of attire as being a poor attempt at a disguise.

She turned to me, shrieking again when she saw who was standing right beside her.

“L-L-Lisa!! I, uhh, I didn’t expect to see you here!”

She stuttered the words out, blushing and nervous, the black opals of her eyes skittering around anywhere but me.

“Hmm, but… this is just outside my building. I’m sorry, you said my name, but I don’t think I recognize you. Do I know you from somewhere?”

“A-ah-ah! Ehmm, n-no, not quite, it’s just, ehm, you see I…”

I had to try and resist the urge not to laugh at her and ruin the illusion of what I was doing. Thinking about it logically, it was no wonder Grace was so nervous. She was, in a way, stalking Lisa, even if I’d just asked her to meet me here. It’s only natural to freak out if in your head you’re already coding what you’re doing as wrong, and only expecting to be caught.

I have to put her out of her misery, ahahah…

“Because I’d really like to. Get to know you, I mean. It’s not everyday such a cute girl is just hanging out here, right outside my building.”

I stepped close to Grace now, right into her personal space, reaching out and pulling her chin up so she was facing me, our eyes just inches apart. We were close enough to feel each other’s breath, and more than close enough to start making out.

She started just making incoherent squeaking sounds, her blush coloring her face completely. I just laughed, but it came out like a gorgeous giggle when filtered through Lisa’s voice. I leaned in close, lips just brushing along Grace's, ever so slightly as we traded the tiniest bit of gloss, before changing course and going to her ear.

“Hey… do you want to come up to mine?”

My fingers found hers, wrapping them into a tight show of holding hands, interlocking.

“I… I… I h-have a boyfriend…”

She squeaked out, an excuse that was rapidly wearing out under the temptation of a beautiful princess like Lisa being so forward with her affections.

“You know… it’s not really a problem. I can be your boyfriend.”

She looked like she was stumbling to say something else, before I just burst out laughing. A confused look passed on her face, as she tried to scramble to think of what to say, of how to react, until I grabbed by cheek and pulled. As usual, it hurt for a moment, appearing just as ordinary skin, until the suit acknowledged the mental command of its master and gave way, tugging unnaturally and revealing just the hint of Alex inside the tight, wet confines of Lisa.

“Literally~”

“A-Alex!! Oh my God, what the hell! I almost had a heart attack! I thought you were going to meet me here and then head to her apartment and do it there!”

“Pfftt, and miss out on the chance to surprise you? No way. You should have seen your reactions.”

“Well… I mean, of course. That was an emotional rollercoaster…”

She mumbled out the words, holding her elbow with her hand, totally shy and flustered. It just made me want to tease her more.

“Hey, Gracie… did I make you wet~?”

“S-shut up…”

“Ehehe, I’ll take that as a yes. C’mon…”

My fingers met hers again as I pulled her towards the entrance to Lisa’s apartment building.