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Chapter 11 by Mmmm102 Mmmm102

... keep going?

Unzip the rest of the way

You finish unzipping the Caroline Ma suit, and you do feel it separating from your real skin, but your body doesn’t enlarge much. Your reflection in the mirror above Carrie’s dresser shows that you still mostly have her shape, but everything’s coarsened and slightly bloated and you realize that the woman-skin will come off easily and once a part of your body is out of it, that part will resume its original shape. Only traces of your Caroline Ma memories and personality remain, and they’re fading.

You find that you want to be Carrie again, badly... but with swollen Carrie hands you grab your puffy, distorted Carrie face and start to pull it off. Soon Carrie’s empty head is against your sagging, numb Carrie breasts, and you’re looking at the male face you no longer want as your own — with disgust. But you continue methodically, and soon the woman-suit made from Caroline Ma, your ticket to living as Ms. Ma indefinitely, is on her bed, empty.

You shouldn’t have done this. You hunger to be Carrie again. Nevertheless you get out the Costume Set and zap yourself with the brown pen, and at once you feel that you’re wearing a suit of your usual male self over your usual (though now deeply despised) male body. You take it off easily and soon it’s on Carrie’s bed next to the Carrie suit. Now, if the letter from the person formerly your grandfather (as Carrie, you for some reason had thought he’d been your original self’s uncle) is correct, you can zip the male suit (you don’t like thinking of it as a suit of yourself, as you think of yourself as Caroline Ma now) up and get a duplicate of the original you, one who has to obey you completely.

Zip up the male suit?

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