Claire does something naughty

You felt slightly embarrassed by having blurted out a retort as stupid as "Or I'll tell mom", given the circumstance. Claire was correct, Mom would never believe a word you'd tell her and would probably just make fun of you. Claire's hands lifted Jessica's deflated head from over her generously sized breasts and stretched it's neck open. You realized that if there was a best time for action, that time would be right now.

Instantly you threw yourself at Claire, gripping her wrists and pulling them down. The sudden jerk and pain of your hard hold on her wrists caused her to release the skin, and her eyes to flash a look of surprise. Then you straight up punched Claire in the face.

She didn't even make a noise as your knuckles snapped her head to the right. Dropping backwards onto the edge of Jessica's bed, her stolen hands cupped her aching cheek as you leaned over and grabbed her wrists again. Pulling her arms down besides Jessica's curvaceous hips, pressing them into the comforter's soft material, you snarled at Claire furiously.

"I said," You spat, noticing Claire's look of horror as the control she thought she had over you was brutally inverted, "Get the fuck out of Jessica."

She just nodded quickly, you saw sparkling in the corners of her eyes as tears formed, and then ran down the sides of her head.

You looked around the room while you reared up off of the Jessica and Claire hybrid beneath you. As you looked behind you to the ajar bathroom door, you noticed what looked like a pile on the floor, resting on top of a bath math right in front of the shower. You realized that the brown colour you were seeing was actually hair, brown hair. Looking back, you saw Claire peeling Jessica's hips down off of her own, less mature and shapely ones. Jessica's pink, shaved pussy popped away from your sister's, revealing her slightly darker pelvis and genitalia, not as groomed as your girlfriends. The entire sight disgusted you, but you noticed the sensation of intrigue flaring up in the back of your mind. You wanted to know how your girlfriend's body felt, she was after all your girlfriend, and thus extremely attractive to you. You've admired her body externally for a while, now you want to know just what it feels like from the inside..

Claire stood naked holding Jessica's skin in the air by the neck, her entire deflated body dangling loosely, stretched by it's own weight. Her hair cascaded downwards as her floppy head hung over Claire's knuckles. You saw a look of apologetic guilt on Claire's face, alongside the now reddening bruise you'd given her. You thought that Claire wouldn't need anymore convincing.

"Okay, I took her off-" Claire softly said, before you snapped at her.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you disgusting little shit?" You almost shouted, forgetting you were in Jessica's house, not your own. "You realize that I basically did all that to you, right?!"

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking!" She replied, holding her aching cheek as more tears streamed down them both. "It was Jessica's body!"

"Good fucking God.." You facepalmed for a second, contemplating the next course of action to clean this mess up.

"Alright." You said, "How did you do all this? Wearing Jessica's body, I mean."

Claire looks and points at the bathroom door.

"A laser pen, it turns people into costumes when you shoot them with it." She explained. "I used it on Katie and came over here, then I used it on Jessica."

You stared at her for a moment and then gave her an incredulous look, but then realized it was probably true, given that you were just sucking your girlfriend's pussy before your sister's head popped out of her neck. Furthermore, you did notice what looked like brown hair on the floor..

Turning around, you walked quickly into the bathroom, using your hand to push the door open. Instantly you came across a skin laying crumpled on the floor, and upon picking it up, you deduced that it belonged to Jessica's mother. Walking out, you threw the skin on Jessica's bed.

"Just Katie and Jessica?" You glared at Claire.

She just looked away ashamed.

Walking back into the bathroom, you found the pen on the sink counter and picked it up. Examining it for a second and then returning to the bedroom, you held it in your hand whilst you asked about it.

"Can we turn them back to normal..?" You asked.

"Yes, it takes a little while for them to fill back up and then wake up though." Claire said. "Katie woke up on the sofa downstairs."

"I see." You replied, then something clicked. "Wait a second."

Claire stared at you, waiting for your next sentence.

"Weren't you at home watching TV right next to me?" You asked, "If you were home, then how are you..?"

Claire stared at you for a moment and then grinned widely, dropping her hand from her face. You frowned and looked down at the pen in your hand, then up at Claire again to see that her hands had moved to her neck just as she'd done with Jessica. Claire's face strained with effort as she peeled her neck open, following up with peeling her face away from the head beneath and dropping the mask down to reveal Trish.

"Thank God you picked up on my lead, David." Trish smirked, putting her hands on her hips in Trish's signature stance. "I was beginning to think I'd been wasting my time."

You just gawked in absolute confusion.

"Well.. not completely." Trish's hand moved inbetween her legs as she made fun of you, stroking Claire's pussy with her fingertips.

"Who are you, really?" You stammered out.

"Oh, this is actually me now, no more layers of people to take off." Trish said. "We've had our eyes on you for a long time."

"We?" You asked.

Suddenly, the door opened, unlocked when you weren't looking. Katie exploded into the room grinning wildly, and shot you in the side with her own black pen.

A jolt of electricity shocked your whole body, and you blacked out.

(Author: Dystrophia)