Grab the pen, it ist do dangerous, but you can't!

Your body froze as your hand hovered just above the pen. Your mind, a moment ago swirling with thoughts and plans, suddenly turned a deafening blank. Your eyes, locked on the pen, saw nothing but black. You couldn't understand what was happening until you heard Laura's voice echoing within your own mind.

"Stop, Lasse. Leave the pen alone."

Her voice resonated with a **** you couldn't resist, pulling your hand away from the pen. Your body seemed to move on its own accord, stepping back from the pen. It felt like someone else was in the driver's seat, but that wasn't possible... unless...

Your gaze drifted to Laura, standing there with a victorious smirk on her face. Suddenly it all made sense. Laura had gained your memories while wearing your skin. She knew about the pen and the power it held. And now, she was using that knowledge against you.

You wanted to scream, to fight back against her control, but your body wouldn't listen. Your mind was a passenger, **** to watch as Laura took a step forward and calmly picked up the pen from the floor.

"Thank you, Lasse," she said, tucking the pen back into her pocket. "Now sit down, and let's talk about this like adults."

You didn't want to obey, but your body was already moving to sit down at the kitchen table. As you sat there, a wave of confusion washed over you. How did Laura get so good at using the pen so quickly? How was she controlling you? And most importantly, how were you going to get out of this situation?

Laura sat down across from you, resting her chin on her hands as she watched you. It was like she was studying you, her eyes filled with curiosity. She seemed... excited. And why wouldn't she be? She was now in possession of a magic pen that could turn people into skinsuits. She could make anyone her **** with a single stroke.

"It's fascinating, isn't it?" she asked, breaking the silence. "The power this pen holds. It's a bit overwhelming, to be honest."

You wanted to respond, to tell her to give you back your pen, but you couldn't. Your mouth remained closed, your voice silent. The realization sent a shiver down your spine. You were at Laura's mercy.

"I have to admit, when I first wore you... it was weird," she continued, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I could feel your thoughts, your memories. I could control your body. But now that I understand it better... it's thrilling."

You remained silent, watching as Laura stood up and began pacing around the room. It was clear she was excited about her newfound power, and there was nothing you could do about it.

"As much as I'd love to continue this conversation," she said, stopping in front of the window and looking out. "I have a lot to do. You see, I have a boyfriend to get back to, a life to live, and now... an obedient friend to control."

The room fell silent as Laura turned around to face you, her eyes twinkling with an excitement that sent chills down your spine. This was not the Laura you knew, the Laura you'd been friends with. This was someone else, someone in control, someone with the power to make you her ****.

"Let's begin, shall we?" she said, pulling out the pen. "First things first, you will not touch this pen again. Second, you will do as I say, when I say. And third, you will not tell anyone about this pen or what has happened. Is that understood?"

Your body, completely under Laura's control, nodded in response. You had no other choice.

Laura's smile widened. "Good. Now, let's see what we can do with this pen. After all, I have a boyfriend to impress." She said, the pen twinkling in her hand.

And with that, she turned back to you, the pen raised and your mind filled with fear of what was to come next.