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Chapter 20 by Rebekka Rebekka

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As the rush of pleasure subsided, Laura reveled in the satisfaction that coursed through Lasse's skin. This wasn't her first time experiencing a male orgasm, she remembered that distinctly from the first time she wore Lasse, but this was different, much more intense.

A sense of profound liberation washed over her as she realized the implications of her actions. Lasse was gone, the consciousness that had once resided in this skin was no more. She had consumed him, taken his memories, his feelings, his physical sensations, and made them her own.

It was her in this skin now, fully and wholly. This wasn't just wearing a skin suit - she was Lasse. She had become him, taken over his body, usurped his existence. The thrilling realization hit her like a rush of heady wine, intoxicating and exhilarating.

The very notion of her actions, the audacity of it, was staggeringly erotic. The transgressive nature of her act, the power she held over Lasse's very being, was deeply stimulating. She had never imagined such a thing was possible, yet here she was, living and breathing in another person's skin, experiencing life through his body, dominating his existence.

The thrill of it all was so intoxicating, she could barely keep her hands off herself, off Lasse's body. Every touch, every caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, intensifying the euphoria she was experiencing.

And then there was the sheer naughtiness of it all. Laura, the once shy and reserved girl, had just claimed another person's body as her own. She had violated the sanctity of Lasse's existence, turned him into a puppet, a **** to her desires. The wickedness of her actions, the perverse pleasure it gave her, made her arousal spike even higher.

As she lay there, Lasse's body slowly recovering from the earth-shattering orgasm, she marveled at the sensations coursing through her. Never had she felt so alive, so powerful, so free.

She was Lasse, and Lasse was her. Forever. And the thought sent shivers of anticipation down her spine. The possibilities were endless, the adventures countless. This was just the beginning, and she couldn't wait to see where it would take her.

Recover and impersonate him or call a friend?

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