Stay wrapped up tight in Rachel

Stealing Heather’s body would be a lot of fun but… I couldn’t shake the thought that it would be wrong. I’d left Candida’s apartment and restored Lisa exactly because I didn’t want to steal a skin, so betraying that now and taking Heather’s body would undo all the good I’d done so far.

Well… that, and it wasn’t exactly like I wasn’t already wrapped in a skin. There was no denying that Rachel was hot, full of creepy goth girl looks and dripping malevolent seduction. A skin like hers weirdly suited me better than ever now; after all, what could be more goth that truly being a monster inside? I’d had so much fun as her too, and the night was only beginning.

Plus, I still wanted to have fun with Heather tonight too. I could feel the heat radiate from her as she lay on top of me, and the ebb and flow of her breathing; causing subtle little vibrations on my nipples as my breasts pressed into her back.

“Mhmm Heather, I feel like I’ve had more fun with you tonight than ever before.”

I moaned sweetly into her ear as I began hugging her close, kissing her neck again as she giggled with pleasure.

“Rachel, stop it! You’ve been teasing me so much tonight!”

She playfully slapped at my hands while rubbing her ass into me again, before I gently grabbed her chin and tilted her head back, close to mine, entering her mouth for a kiss.

“Mhhmmm…”

She moaned into me as her eyes fluttered closed, enjoying every last minute of the kiss, before we broke it as she hopped off me.

“Let’s get out there again! I want to feel the come-up as we dance together underneath the lights!”

Fingers intertwined with mine, she lead me out of the portapotty, it’s stench of sex and the outline of sweat and fading fluids the only indication of what’d happened in there.

-

The dancefloor was even busier than we’d left it, bodies pressing up against each other as the music pulsed.

“Ahhh, I love this one!”

Heather squealed out, as a banger track ripped through the crowd. We were in the main dancefloor now, the very height of the action, but I was remembering that there were some other rooms in this warehouse too, and other stages as well.

Wasn’t Gareth playing at one of those other stages now? It might be worth checking out, if even for some variety, and to support a friend (Rachel and Heather’s that is, as myself I’d never met the guy before tonight.)

Then again, I couldn’t deny how much I was enjoying the music here in the main hall. Maybe we could just stay here; after all, it did seem perfect to dance here before this “come-up” Heather had mentioned.