I reluctantly agree

I sighed, unwillingly agreeing to what she said. "Okay… but you promise you'll stop bothering me with that afterwards?"

She immediately beamed at my answer. "Of course, I give you my word~ Now, let me grab some snacks. Don't make any noise while you approach her and just pierce her neck as swiftly as you can."

She took a bag of chips, three glasses, and a bottle of soda, and walked back to the living room, leaving me alone in the kitchen for now. I closed my eyes, breathing in and out to calm down, doing my best to not think of what I was about to do. The skinwalker side of me, though, was waking up, feeling more and more excited at the prospect of finally skinning someone.

I heard Laura and Dahlia start talking, and slowly sneaked behind Laura, my heart seemingly beating faster at each step I was taking. The kitchen was thankfully behind the couch, out of view from Laura who was sitting on it.

I didn't realize I was holding my breath until I plunged my spines into her neck, my skinwalker instincts immediately taking over as liquid was hungrily being pumped inside her through these spines. She barely had any time to gasp before being turned into an empty skin, while at the same time, a part of me I didn't think I had before was getting filled by some kind of warmth.

Her soul…

Dahlia was grinning from ear to ear at the sight, clapping her hands. "Congratulations, handsome, you skinned your first person. Ah, I remember my first time, it was such an intensely pleasurable moment."

I was barely listening to her, though, still stunned by what I just did and by what I was feeling. I didn't notice it before, but now that I had Laura's soul inside me, I suddenly felt… whole. I stared at her deflated skin, the urge to burrow inside growing stronger and stronger as seconds passed.

"Do it, Eddy. Just remove your clothes beforehand."

I managed to break free from my stupor and looked back at her. "R-remove my clothes? Here?"

She shrugged, amused by my question. "Where else? Don't worry, it's nothing I haven't seen, or worn. I can turn around if you're too shy, though."

"Please do." I didn't want her to see me naked, it was too embarrassing.

"Alright, tell me when you're done."

She sat near the window and looked outside, waiting for me to wear Laura. I gulped, starting to undress, still having a hard time believing what I was about to do. Once naked, I got hold of Laura's skin, examining it. The idea of becoming a woman was both weird and appealing at the same time. Laura was pretty, a different kind of pretty from Dahlia, but really pretty still.

"How… do I wear her?"

"You can enter through the mouth, or tear down an entrance somewhere, the healing liquid in your spines can fix any kind of tear, even if you were to fully behead the skin. The easiest way is through the back, in my opinion."

I did as she said, turning Laura and pulling apart her back. Her skin slowly parted, giving me a glimpse of the inside. It was a dark pink, covered by a slimy substance. I wasn't that good at biology, unlike my sister, but I knew that it definitely wasn't something science could explain. Bones, muscles, and organs couldn't just vanish like that with a rational explanation.

I hesitantly put my legs in it, having a hard time sliding them into her much thinner legs. Only a brief instant later, it was as if my own legs were melting, a strange sensation appearing in my head as I suddenly felt my nerves connecting to her legs.

I stared down, seeing my bulky frame standing on top of Laura's skinny legs. I was finally believing everything Dahlia said, as I pulled Laura's skin up, the same process happening with her hips and stomach. A brand new, much more intense feeling flared up as I felt my own genitals reverting back inside me, Laura's vagina and womb replacing them. I stumbled onto the couch, gasping for air due to how intense it was.

"What… the… hell…"

Despite not facing me, Dahlia giggled, having an idea on why I made that noise. "It's always such an incredible feeling. Addicting, even, wouldn't you agree?"

I grit my teeth, trying to catch my breath. I didn't want to admit to her, and to myself, that I enjoyed it, but the wetness I was starting to feel between my legs was a dead giveaway. My lower abdomen was warm, it was so alien compared to male arousal... So much more pleasurable...

"I-is this why you chose a girl for me to wear?"

"Yup, and to fully show you the extent of our abilities."

I resumed, slotting my arms inside hers until I was fully Laura from the neck down. Her breasts weren't big, but I could still feel their weight now that I was connected to them. Only the head was left, hanging on my chest. I took one final breath and pulled it over mine. An even stronger pressure overwhelmed me, the skin tightening more and more as everything went white for a moment.

Assaulting me at the same time were glimpses of memories. I could remember reading Dahlia's text earlier, wondering what she was hiding. I remembered my parents smiling at me after learning that my college scholarship was granted. I remembered my ex-boyfriend in high-school doing his best to impress me, going as far as to learn skateboarding to hang out with me, until I finally decided to try going out with him. I remembered breaking up with that same boyfriend after realizing I was asexual and didn't feel any sexual attraction for him, something he didn't take well. These memories weren't mine, they were Laura's…

I opened my eyes, panting heavily, a feeling of belonging washing over me, as if being in this skin was my rightful place. Laura's memories and her personality were mine to use as I pleased. I knew that, should I want to, I could forever replace her without anyone ever knowing, apart from Dahlia.

I could hear my breath being softer, more feminine, as I brought a hand to my throat, strangely bare of any stubble or Adam's apple. My attention was then drawn to my hands, so small and smooth compared to my usual bigger hands. My short nails were painted black, Laura's usual color.

"It's so freaky…" I spoke, my voice husky but still undeniably feminine.

Laura was a smoker, and you could hear it from her tone. I could feel the aftertaste of the cigarette she smoked right before coming here.

I was so focused on these newfound sensations that I didn't notice Dahlia walking towards me until she held my hands. I looked up, my now longer hair getting in the way, but Dahlia gently pushed it aside, giving me a warmer smile than the ones I was used to until now. When I saw that, I felt Laura's appreciation for Dahlia. She really liked her as a friend.

"Ah, you're so cute~"

I couldn't help but blush at her comment, still partially stunned by what I just experienced.

"Come, you need to see yourself in a mirror."

She pulled me and I followed her to the corridor without any resistance. Near the entrance was a full-length mirror. Dahlia was standing there, cute as always, and next to her was a taller girl with a dazed look on her face, until it hit me. This girl was me…

"It's… incredible…" I approached the mirror, spotting Dahlia giggling behind me.

Laura was mimicking my every move, my every expression. I touched the piercing I had on my lip and the ones on my ears. They stayed in place despite everything. Finally, I blushed when I realized that I wasn't wearing any clothes, witnessing Laura fully naked. A sight only a few people in her life observed. Her small breasts were perking up both due to the coldness and the arousal, and, between my legs, I caught a glimpse at Laura's most private parts, still a bit wet from when I wore her. I shyly put my hand on my abdomen, where the source of the inner warmth I was feeling was located, right above Laura's vagina.

It was so tempting to lower my hand and start exploring more of these new sensations that were foreign to me until now, especially with flashes of Laura's memories telling me that she did masturbate from time to time.

"Want to wear your clothes, Laura? Maybe you'll feel more comfortable? Then we can talk some more, what do you say?" Dahlia asked, her tone still caring.

I nodded, not even noticing that I answered to her calling me Laura, looking away from the mirror despite my arousal getting stronger. I slid up Laura's panties, them fitting perfectly on my crotch, and didn't have any issue clasping her bra thanks to her memories. I wore her jeans and shirt, and slipped my feet inside her flats, completing her look.