Jessica suggests you wear her

While holding her deflated mother's skin, Jessica glances up at the clock on the wall, her mischievous grin even more pronounced. Quickly she presses it into David's hands. "Here. You wanted to spend some more time with her. Now you can spend some time as her. Go. You know where her bedroom is. I can't wait to see you as her." Jessica tells him. "Oh wait. Here." she says as she picks up Michelle's shoes and places them on top of the skin suit piled in your arms. "The next time I see you, I want you to be dressed in the same outfit even." she giggled.

David for his part, just looked at Jess for a moment before dazedly walking up to the master bedroom. Despite having worn both Trish and Jess, David was a little apprehensive about donning Mrs. Michelle Hunt. This was his girlfriend's mother, and she was extremely hot. David found himself in Michelle's bedroom starring into the mirror. In a few short minutes, Michelle Hunt would be looking back at him instead of his own eighteen year old face. Setting Michelle's skin suit and clothes on the bed, David quickly stripped his own clothes off. He folded them neatly, looking for someplace out of the way to stash them. He certainly wouldn't need them while he was wearing his own girlfriend's mom.

Tucking his clothes under the bed, David sat down on the end and began to dress. Pulling the Michelle suit up his muscular legs was a trip. Looking down he watched as they took on their new feminine shape. He ran a hand over them loving how smooth his skin was now, Michelle must have shaved recently. David them stands up, pulling Michelle's hips, ass, and groin up over his own. The raging hard on he's had ever since the kitchen suddenly vanishes, only to be replaced by a warm wet slit. Either Michelle had been a bit aroused already, or David's arousal transferred that quickly. Either way, David could already feel the yearning between his nether lips. After a quick slap of his gorgeous, round ass, he decided he needed to speed this up. This soft flesh would feel even better to touch with soft feminine hands.

David slid his arms in, admiring the fresh manicure, before slipping both shoulders up. This caused the back of the suit to seal itself up, giving him Michelle's body from the neck down. The melons he had been admiring downstairs now rested upon his own chest. The new weight was a bit off putting to his male mind, the the soft firmness felt oh so right in his now female hands. The only problem was Michelle's head hanging down over them. It was time to remedy that. David once again walked over to Michelle's vanity mirror. "Just a few more seconds now." he thought to himself. He them pulled open the mask like head and slid his own inside. A few seconds of adjustment and Michelle Hunt was looking at herself in the mirror.

The current Michelle grinned. Her shoulder length blonde hair perfectly framed her still young features. Her toned body felt so tight in all the right places, and jiggly in the right places as well. She started running her hands all across her body when a noise broke her revere. A car door slamming outside brought David back to reality. He needed to get his new body dressed before Jessica came looking for him. She'd said she wanted him to be dressed just like her mom had been before she got zapped. David walked over to the pile of clothes on the bed and started searching through them. First Michelle's panties, which felt good sliding up his smooth legs before settling against his flat crotch. Next the bra. Even though David had already worn both Trish and Jessica, he'd only gotten dressed as Jessica when he had her memories to guide him. It was totally different trying to figure out Michelle's bra with out any female memories. After struggling for a few minutes he finally got it on and got his breasts resting comfortably in the cups. David quickly slid Michelle's shorts up and over his motherly hips, his firm thighs showing nicely. After buttoning up Michelle's green floral print blouse, making sure to leave just enough cleavage showing, David was nearly finished. He was just about to step into Michelle's flats when he noticed her wedding rings lying on the floor. Picking them up, he slid them on his left ring finger. "Can't really be Michelle Hunt without these now can I?" he thought to himself grinning.

David slid Michelle's shoes onto her dainty feet before walking back to the mirror for the third time. This time the image that greeted him was perfect. Michelle Hunt stood there just as she had the last time David had seen her down in the kitchen, Her hair and make-up were still perfect, and her outfit screamed casual yet sexy. He was about to feel up his breasts one more time when he heard the door open behind him.

(Author: CCRFan1)