Getting used to this new life

Following classes as Seo-Yun wasn't as easy as when I was Laura. She did have decent grades but still struggled with some parts.

Not to mention that I had quite a lot of other things distracting me. My slender fingers holding my pen, with their long dark red-coloured manicured nails, my chest rising and falling with each breath, my silky long black hair covering my eyes from time to time whenever I moved my head, the softness of the pantyhose I was wearing whenever I brushed my thighs with my hands, the clicking of the heels hitting the ground whenever I switched position and crossed my legs the other way... So many small things that made being Seo-Yun extremely different, even from Laura.

Seo-Yun would despise being compared to a tomboy like Laura. God, that's insulting to compare me to this ugly dyke. She'd condescendingly think, even if Laura was one-hundred percent straight.

Despite the rush of novel sensations, I managed to somewhat follow the lecture until lunch break. I saw Dahlia and Laura leave to go towards the cafeteria, Dahlia giving me a quick amused glance. Meanwhile, I took this opportunity to go back to the bathroom.

I approached the mirror, examining my reflection. It was still so strange to see myself as this very feminine and incredibly sexy Korean girl. Had I been told last week that I would be wearing women's clothes and find them comfortable and enjoyable, I would have laughed it off. I still was a somewhat muscular cisgender man with a punk-ish style and no interest in crossdressing or female clothes at all, even if I did have a soft spot for goth girls. As Seo-Yun, though, I was slender, delicate, the embodiment of sensuality and femininity. Pretty much the exact opposite of my male self.

Can I really be considered a cis man right now, though? I couldn't help but giggle softly at the thought, the tone of it so much cuter too.

I caressed my powdered cheeks and my neck, absolutely devoid of any stubbles or other imperfections, my porcelain-like skin completely flawless. My face was drop-dead gorgeous, my almond-shaped eyes a shining dark and their contour a deep black skilfully traced with eyeliner. I touched my soft lips, covered by a red lip gloss, making me imagine how good it'd be to kiss them.

Any guy would kill to touch these lips. They're such simple-minded animals. A stray Seo-Yun thought popped in my head. She had such a low opinion on men. But well, not just men. And the other girls, they're just cunts jealous of me because their men can't take their eyes off me. But it's not my fault I'm hotter than them~ Another thought followed, one making me grin slightly as Seo-Yun's narcissism washed over me.

I groped the breasts I now had, bigger than Laura's and fairly sensitive. All of that brought me some thrills from my skinwalker side, loving this skin I took as mine.

I said I would only try for a few days, but...

My lower abdomen warmed up again, my vagina becoming slightly wet. Seo-Yun's powerful narcissistic side combined with my own sexual attraction for her only made being her that much more intense. I struck a sexy pose in the mirror, smirking flirtatiously at my reflection. God I was loving this sight so damn much...

I'm so fucking hot~

A text message from my own phone broke my focus and brought my own personality to the front. It was Claire, asking how I was. I awkwardly looked back at the mirror, my cheeks red with a mix of lust and shame due to what I just did.

How should I answer that?

I texted her, telling her that I was fine and that I would call her this evening. Maybe even through a video call. There was no doubt she'd be greatly surprised, even if she knew about our plan.

After that, I went to the cafeteria and bought some pasta salad. Seo-Yun needed to watch her diet constantly due to her modelling career, she rarely ate anything too caloric. It was still an enjoyable meal, since she was used to it.

The afternoon classes also went by in a flash and it was finally time for me to meet back with Dahlia. I left the campus, feeling so many gazes on me on my way out, both from lustful men and jealous or bitter women, and a few lustful women too. I assumed it was what Dahlia meant about skinwalkers having enhanced perception; I could easily notice even those who were trying to be subtle. It would definitely be handy someday, another good perk of being a skinwalker.

I had a smug grin as I walked. It felt so good to be the center of attention. I was basking in it, it was Seo-Yun's nature to seek it.

I approached the bus stop, noticing Dahlia and Laura waiting there. Laura frowned as she saw me, but Dahlia gave me a coy smile. Seo-Yun would refer to her as the 'pink lesbo' due to Dahlia always wearing so much pink.

Due to her very conservative upbringing, Seo-Yun was highly homophobic too. Although, she didn't have any interest in men either. It felt like the only person she truly loved was herself.

I ignored them for now, trying to act like Seo-Yun, and opened her Instagram. She received so many messages everyday but ignored the vast majority of them, only focusing on the ones about potential partnerships or other job offers. She did receive one yesterday about a future collaboration with a renowned fashion designer. I decided to accept it, the offer seeming interesting; it would allow me to experience the world of fashion first hand. I expected to find some dirt on a few people as well, no domain was spared from corruption after all, they all had a dirty side.

The bus arrived and I boarded it, closely followed by Dahlia who I swore was staring at my ass, and she was most likely aware that I knew. I didn't feel that same discomfort about being scrutinised like when I was in the lecture hall, probably due to the nature of our relationship. If anything, a part of me was proud that she found me attractive. And it was the only part that mattered, even if Seo-Yun's soul felt disgusted at the mere thought of being hit on by a woman.

Laura didn't follow her, she just left, skateboarding away towards the dorms. Dahlia and I sat fairly far from each other since there were a few other students with us. It was too soon for the two of us to get closer in public.

I browsed Seo-Yun's phone some more in the meantime. Her only few 'friends' were fellow models who shared a fairly similar mindset to hers. People I would try to ignore from now on. Seo-Yun was also trying to get into acting, apparently, something that I was very interested in as well.

I found a few texts from her mother and instinctively frowned. What does this bitch want? I thought, briefly overtaken by Seo-Yun's personality.

Her mother wanted to check on her grades, so I quickly wrote down a text to reassure her and left it at that.

She really hated her parents, almost as much as I hated mine. Probably the only thing the two of us had in common. From her memories, they did seem pretty bad, ultra strict and conservative, so I didn't plan to make up with them. They were highly critical of Seo-Yun's choice of becoming a model when she started, but as soon as the money started to flow, they did a complete one eighty.

Hypocritical assholes. Seo-Yun and I thought in unison.

The bus stopped and Dahlia stepped out. I did the same but kept my distance until I was sure that no other students were around. She entered her apartment building, giving me another glance. I used her spare keys and followed her until I reached her front door. I didn't even have to knock or use the key before the door opened and Dahlia grabbed my arm, quickly pulling me inside and almost making me lose my balance due to the heels I was wearing.

"Careful! You almost caused me to twist my ankles!" I groaned as I looked back at her.

She had closed the door and was slowly approaching me, a wide grin on her face.

"I'm so sorry, I was so excited to finally have the chance to get to know you better, Seo-Yun~"

I blushed when she mentioned my name in that flirtatious tone. "We're in private, there's no need to keep pretending, Dahlia."

"But you're so cute when you're acting all shy~" she giggled. "But fine, let's have a seat on the couch to talk."

I nodded and followed her to the living room.

"So, how do you find your new body so far?" She asked, her tone still cheerful.

I glanced down. Seeing my lean body, my breasts, and my crossed legs encased in these thigh high boots and pantyhose was an enjoyable and arousing sight, I couldn't deny it.

"It's... better than I imagined..." I admitted with a sigh.

Dahlia held my hands, beaming at me. "Right~? And you've only scratched the surface so far, you still have a lot to experience about being a girl~" She leaned closer, putting her hand on my thighs, and stared at me with a warm yet serious smile. "If you want, I can help you with that?"

Having her so close made me blush even more, her emerald eyes and the sweet floral scent of her perfume entering my nose so mesmerising. Seo-Yun may not feel any attraction for women, but I definitely did.

"W-what do you mean?" I timidly asked, only to receive an answer in the form of a kiss, Dahlia's lips connecting with mine.

I was stunned for a moment, unable to comprehend what was happening as I felt her tongue invading my mouth. More disgust swelled from the soul I borrowed. She despised this. But I was loving it...

I couldn't resist, I had too much lust backed up. I started to kiss her back, our tongues intertwining and our soft lips rubbing against each other. It was so different from when I kissed my ex-girlfriends in the past, Dahlia taking a more dominant role. I moaned as one of her hands caressed my back, slowly sliding down to rest on my ass and giving it a light squeeze.

We kept kissing for what felt like hours, lost in that intoxicating bliss, before finally breaking free, both of us looking dazed but Dahlia smiling at me. Not a flirtatious or smug smile like usual, just one of pure affection, showing how much she loved me. I was still overwhelmed by how intense it had been.

I touched my lips, my heart beating so fast in my chest. She's so beautiful... I can't believe we really kissed... and with me as a girl no less... It was so good...

"You're a pretty good kisser, you know?" she softly said as she rested her head on my shoulder again.

"T-thanks, you too..."

"So, did you enjoy it?"

"I-I did." I honestly replied.

It was by far the best kiss I ever experienced, my ex-girlfriends far less skilled than Dahlia in that regard. And it was Seo-Yun's first kiss, too.

She caressed my thighs, her delicate touch only increasing my horniness. "Would you like to take things further? I can be as slow or fast as you want, to make sure you enjoy it to the fullest."