The test subject

Hannah's skin lays in front you as a deflated mess, empty and hollow. You touch it and realise it is still warm from being a whole person not long ago. The skinsuits your guardian angel had told you about, there was finally one in front of you.

You place it on the bed and pick up the brown pen and point at the skin. When you zap it, your mind is suddenly filled with a burst of knowledge, not memories but more like feelings. Feelings from Hannah, her muscle memories, her key facts like her bank card numbers and relationships, but nothing detailed like events. Equally as fast, the facts disappear from your mind. After making a mental note of what that pen did, you pick up the white pen and try it on the deflated skin of your cousin.

A small hole appears in the skin but instead of being able to see through it, you see a darker spot underneath. The hole disappears quickly as if healing so you press again and form another small hole. It disappears equally quickly so this time you press and hold the button on the white pen and drag it over the skin. This time an entire gash appears in the skin as if a knife had been run over it and more of the darker colour appears. You slip your hand into the gash and manage to grab hold of another skinsuit and pull it out of the already skin-thick costume, physics be damned.

"A skinsuit must act like a tardis if I zap someone already wearing a skinsuit..." you hold up the tanned skinsuit in your hands and shake your head in disbelief as you don't recognise who this young latina woman is. What if...

You wave the white pen over this new skin and to your surprise, it opens up yet again again allowing you to extract yet another skinsuit, this time an Asian female with shoulder length dyed ash hair. Fortunately, this is the end of this bizarre matryoshka doll and you end up with 3 female skinsuits on your bed.

Picking up the blue pen, you give it a quick press but you don't feel anything happen. After a few presses you decide to park it for now since you might be missing something.

You take a deep breath, the time you were procrastinating from has arrived. It's time for you to put on one of the skins. Figuring that the other two were just costumes for their wearer, you pick up the skinsuit of the Asian woman and step into it. You're a skinny girl yourself but this skin is tight as the woman is both shorter but more svelter than yourself. The legs cling to your own as you insert them and soon enough, you're standing on a pair of legs that don't belong to you.

The arms come next and before long, you can see in your mirror that you've taken on the body of this woman with just your blonde head sticking out. Using your new hands you plunge your face into the deflated head and stretch it over your own own. A sensation of stretching and squeezing engulfs you and before long, you can see a young Asian woman standing before the mirror, no sign of Jessica remaining.

"Wow..." your voice is different, slightly deeper and more commanding somehow. Your new body is well toned and slender, almost feline in nature. Looking down, the breasts are smaller than your own but the tummy is taut and you can feel a faint six pack under it.

You pick up the blue pen, point it at yourself and press the button. A flood of memories fill your mind and you fall back onto the bed as it overwhelms you with information.