Patrick, coworker and buddy

The tendrils that once made up the body of Zoe parted just barely enough for you to make out the face of the inhabitant within apparently this bodysuit woman: Patrick, your coworker! He hadn't shaven his face in days and he was still wearing his glasses while within Zoe somehow, but there was no mistaking it was him. Before you could even say anything, the living suit closed back up, and once again you had Zoe's face staring you down with the exact same smile Patrick had moments before.

"Oops, sorry about that," Zoe said, at Patrick's command, as she strolled back, swaying her hips all the while. "Zoe had gone almost seven days without encapsulating a host, so she needs a day to recharge her energy before she can fully unravel herself from a body. I was just the first one she saw to sate her hunger, but now I'm thinking maybe she and I can work something out for a more regular stay in her body..." Zoe's hands gleefully jiggled her chest in her hands, glancing down and watching her play with herself.

To you, it was so strange. On one hand, it was like Zoe was hostage to this whole new personality! And yet... this was her nature, what she wanted--needed--to do to survive? "She doesn't actually like you prancing around like that as her, does she? She's a well-respected scientist here and you're treating her like some sort of stripper!"

Zoe smirked, and looked at you, putting her hands on her hips. "She tells me that if I'm moving the body, then I call the shots. I can move how I want. She still controls whether she's worn and what she looks like, but I handle the rest, and I feel it all like she is my own body. Dude, being Dr. H absolutely rules, you have to try it sometime! She would be probably real excited to let you, Logan."

You tried to change the topic, as Zoe strolled over to the couch, lounging out on it. Clearly she wasn't getting any science work done today, and now at this rate, neither were you. You slowly made your way to a nearby chair. "What she looks like, you mean she can change her own appearance?"

With a grin, Zoe nodded. "In fact, we made a couple new appearances before I called you up. First, meet... Patricia."

On cue, Zoe's body started to change. Amazingly enough, she gained more curves, with breasts that seemed to push the boundaries of outlandish! You saw a face that resembled Patrick to some degree, mostly in the eyes. This body mostly looked like if his sister had suddenly become a big-breasted supermodel.

You stared, head in your hands. You couldn't deny that this body before you was stellar in every way. "Dude, is that supposed to be like if you were a girl?" you asked. "Pretty ambitious, don't you think? Also, what the hell is up with this anyway! You're up here, trying to seduce me with someone else's body, you're willing to shake these hips at another guy for what, is this some sort of prank where you're gonna get a picture of us and use it for ****?"

Patricia frowned, more like a pout. "Of course not! I'm engaging in a new life experience. And if that means that I can make use of what's in your pants for an amazing thrill with this body, I wouldn't hesitate. I don't know if you noticed but right now I'm not a dude, dude! All these parts, they're Zoe's. This is her mouth, these are her tits, that's her pussy down there. I'm just moving her around and enjoying the sensations. And I want your help, to get all the sensations! Zoe, it's time to show him... the Doppelganger."

As Patricia stood up, she swiftly stepped toward you, sitting in your lap. The whole time, she had been transforming once more, her body staying mostly at this insanely curvaceous size where your head might disappear into her chest if you leaned against it, but what was shocking to you was the face staring down at you from the girl in your lap: Kim's face. Her rust-colored long hair trailed down her back, and her pixie face did not at all seem suited for such a shapely body, and yet it saw so naturally atop this frame.

"Would this make it easier, Lolo?" Kim's outrageously voluptuous clone purred, as she shimmied those sizable hips in your lap. "I can tell you're interested already, but wouldn't this seal the deal? Like I said, I can be that better Kim for you... I can be a sexier one, a more agreeable one. I could look exactly like her, or this enhanced version, which I like more..." she leans closer to you, her tits dangling in front of your face as her breath felt hot on your ear. "And I'll do anything you ask. You want it sexy, you got it. You wanna just play video games, I will DESTROY you in Crash Cart races. We could go out in public so everyone thinks your relationship is fine, but I think it's better that we stay hidden away and nobody has to know about anything and everything we do to this body."

The fake Kim takes your hands, and pushes your palms deep into the flesh of her chest, forcing you to touch Zoe's body where you couldn't bring yourself in that moment to object. "So, what do you say? Who do you want me to be, for you? What are we going to do together?"