Invite Rachel over… and set up some fun for today

Hmm, or maybe…

“Mhmmm~”

I audibly moaned as I let a teasing smile take my features; a devious idea coming together. I pulled out Heather’s phone, seeing it open smoothly as it recognized her face over mine, indistinguishable.

“Hey bestie, sorry for leaving like that last night… but thanks so much for letting me go with Gareth! We had a lot of fun together~ I wanna spend time with you all day to make up for it though, c’mon over as soon as you can! I’ll make you a delicious breakfast and treat you to all kinds of things~”

I giggled as I sent the message, punctuating it with lots of smileys, sparkly hearts and other cute emoji’s just like Heather would. I was finding it way too fun playing her role, and wrapping myself in how unashamedly girly she could be.

I didn’t have to wait long for a reply; Rachel would be here in 30 minutes. I found myself jumping up and down a little with excitement, Heather’s upbeat personality infusing my motions as I stole all of her enthusiasm for meeting her best friend, and mixed it with my own evil ambition for what I would do with her.

“Ughhh, Heather?”

I could hear Gareth stirring in the bedroom, causing me to strut his way, enjoying walking with a sexy motion in my hips for as much pleasure as to remind me of who I had the privilege to be right now. I found myself slipping under the sheets with him, loving the way the silk bathrobe slid along the soft mattress cover as I glided onto him.

“Mhmm, heeey big boy~”

Her voice sounded so cute coming from my lips as I gently kissed his cheek, moving closer until I entered his mouth. He greedily reciprocated, clearly elated at having such a pretty girl wake him up like this.

“You were crazy hot last night Heather… I mean you’re always hot but last night… wow… what’s gotten… into you?”

He managed to slip it out between kisses, causing me to smile even while our lips rubbed together.

“If only you knew…”

“Hmmm?”

“Nothing baby!”

I broke the kiss as I moved on top of him, Heather’s breasts on my chest compressing pleasantly with gravity and the pressure as I lay on his torso. The subtle feelings caused me to coo a little, grateful for every rich little sensation Heather’s skin had opened up to me.

“I see you’re standing at attention this morning…”

My voice was flirty as my hand found it’s way onto his thick cock, stroking just a little along the shaft and feeling the girthy head. I shivered a little as I remembered how it had felt stretching apart the stolen pussy lips between my thighs, and how much I craved it penetrating me again.

“What can I say? I can never resist you in the morning.”

His reply was so flirty and confident, I couldn’t help but like it, even while I rolled my eyes.

“Well, we don’t have time for a repeat of last night. Rachel’s coming over.”

He had a slight pout at that, replying;

“I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, I’d be totally up for a three way you know?”

I gave him a petulant little glare at the idea of sharing him, the way the real Heather would, before I dropped her personality a little and let my true self show a little more.

“Is that so… well, in that case, I just have to borrow a little something from you.”

“Oh yeah, sure. What do you need?”

“Your body.”

I met Gareth’s confused gaze with Heather’s winning smile, the same cute one that had gotten her so many hundreds of thousands of subscribers, before I pierced him in the chest with skinwalker spines from both hands.

“What the fuc-”

He started, alarm flashing all over his face, taken totally by surprise at point blank range by his lover. He barely had time to finish his statement before his words started slurring, vocal chords taking on the same gooey quality I’d felt when I’d been injected with the skinwalker liquid originally. Within a few more seconds, his hands and legs had followed suit, being reduced to nothing more than a hollow shell, before finally his torso and head fell apart too. My heart was racing in the momentary silence that followed, the rush of endorphins sending chills through my body, skinwalker side providing a chemical reward for creating a new skinsuit, before saying;

“Hmm, you know... maybe there is some truth to the saying about pretty girls take everything from you.”

I giggled at my little comment as I lifted his skin up. It was kinda freaky seeing a guy’s skin; not that girl’s skins weren’t freaky too, just seeing a hollowed out cock like that was very visceral. It flopped around a little while I shook him, watching the motion with fascinated allure. I reached over to the tip and ran my finger along it, pulling back a long strand of pre-cum, letting some of it slide down the sparkly pink nails that tipped my fingers.

Ohhhh, very sexual…

Seeing something that carnal and disgusting, had my arousal spiked up, female hormones mixing in with my own fetish to get my pussy feeling a little tight and hot.

It’s strange though… I don’t feel quite the same powerful urge to wear Gareth as I did Heather. I really must be freaky, if I’m always being drawn to the pervier option of wearing girls instead of guys.

I shivered a little as I let a lewd grin erupt on my face, thoughts of my own degeneracy making me feel so naughty, spiking the lust higher in my stolen body as my nipples grew hard, clearly visible through the thin silk I was wearing.

“I’m such a bad girl…”

I ran over to the mirror and reached to the back of my neck, digging my fingers into Heather’s nape and wincing at the pain on her sensitive skin. I was getting a little more used to this, but it was still a real trip every time; pulling her skin apart and peeling my head out of hers, my true face emerging. It was wet and slick with the warm slime that coated the inside of each skinsuit, that made wearing them such primal, carnal affairs.

The lewd grin that had looked a little cute and enticing on the face of the gorgeous cosplay girl just looked sleazy on me, but I didn’t care as I swept my eyes all over the supple body of a young woman, soft curves and a tight figure together in perfect harmony, wrapped up in red oriental silk. The male head on top was so incongruous and so unnatural, especially with the hollowed, pretty face of the girl with her cascading pink hair lying unworn, hanging over her cleavage.

Fingers dug into those stolen tits as I moaned a little, my male voice usually disgusting me when experiencing female pleasure, but in this moment just turning me on as it reminded me of all I’d stolen from this girl. My twisted personal exhibition was interrupted by the buzz of the doorbell however, announcing Rachel’s arrival.

Heather’s face was so warm and tight as it welcomed me back inside, the momentary darkness receding as I regained her everything, the heat and slight steam giving me an attractive warm buzz as it sealed me inside her skinsuit and made me indistinguishable from the original girl.

“Showtime~”

I chirped in her voice, as I skipped to buzz Rachel into the apartment, and into my plan for her…