A night to remember

While making dinner, I opened and quickly finished a can of beer that was in the fridge. I needed to clear my mind somehow, I just wanted to stop thinking about all of this and **** usually worked just fine for this kind of situation...

I should never have come here... I should have stayed with Claire and Dahlia... I should have tried to move on...

I finished cooking, gave March his food, and ate, all the while drinking a second can of beer. Elise wasn't a huge drinker, but it still felt good. I didn't want to get completely wasted, but the two cans were enough to make me relax somewhat, thanks to Elise's low **** tolerance. I sat on the couch and watched TV, losing myself in Elise's personality again to fully enjoy the show as she would.

While I was focusing on the show, March went to snuggle next to me on the couch, rubbing his head against my thighs. He was so cute, and his presence comforted me. I grabbed him and put him on my lap, caressing his neck.

"Are you worried about your mommy? You're a good boy~"

He seemed happy, wiggling his tail from left to right. It was true that animals really helped with negative feelings. A moment later, the front door opened and I saw John walk in, smiling at me.

"Good evening, Elise." He said as he came closer and kissed me.

I didn't have the heart to protest currently, so I went along and kissed him back, fully immersing myself in Elise's feelings, hoping that it might take my mind off my current predicaments. That's how **** I was, even if I was most likely playing my mother's game by doing so...

I recalled what she said before she left me, how I should try to broaden my horizons and have sex with John. Was it just a simple suggestion? Or would she be disappointed if I ended up not doing anything? I didn't want to know what she'd do if I were to disappoint her, not necessarily to me, but to Claire... Maybe I was getting paranoid after all these revelations, but I had to be extremely careful with her. I didn't want to have sex with a man, but if it meant protecting Claire, I would do anything...

"You drank? Did something happen?" John asked as he noticed the empty cans on the table.

Elise almost never drank unless she was sad or depressed, so it obviously made him worry.

"Hmm, just felt a bit depressed at work earlier." I replied, looking down.

"Did your boss yell at you again?"

"Yeah..."

It was a lie this time, but my father sometimes complained about Elise's work, despite her being far more diligent than him and the cause of the complaints always being due to my father's own actions one way or another. And my mother always stepped in to defend Elise when it happened.

John pulled me closer and hugged me, gently caressing my head. "Don't let his words affect you so much. You're a hard-worker, it's his loss if he can't see how wonderful you are."

I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes. He was so lovely and sweet, always caring for Elise. Being in his arms like this made me feel safe, at peace... Until he suddenly grabbed my legs and lifted me into a princess carry, making me let out a squeal of surprise.

"Now, what could I do to cheer my adorable girlfriend up~?" He asked while giving me a warm smile.

I couldn't help but blush profusely as he effortlessly carried me to the bedroom. I did this a few times with my last girlfriend, something she enjoyed, but I never expected to be on the receiving end of such gesture... Elise loved being carried like this, and I could feel my heart beating faster in my chest.

He delicately put me down on the bed and kissed me another time, sitting next to me and caressing my cheek. "Tell me, what can I do to help you feel better?"

"I-I don't know..." I sheepishly replied, my blush still intense.

He laid down next to me, pulling me closer again, wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck. "You sure?" He softly tickled my stomach, making me giggle slightly. "I don't like seeing my cute girlfriend so down, I'm sure there's something I can do~"

I closed my eyes, breathing in and out quietly, and then turned to face him. I kissed him as Elise would. She was already craving it so much yesterday and I took it from her. I channeled all of her feelings, all of her lust, doing my best to ignore the awkwardness building up within me.

I'm sorry, Elise... Let me play your role for tonight...

As we were making out, I felt John's hands sliding down, caressing my ass. My lower abdomen was getting warm as my arousal grew stronger.

He broke free from the kiss and smiled. "Are you in the mood tonight?"

I nodded timidly. He removed my skirt and lowered his head, making me gulp as I realized what he was about to do... He slid down my panties and approached his face towards my now wet vagina as his hands held and caressed my thighs. His tongue came into contact with my nether regions, and it sent jolts of pleasure across my body as he started to eat me out.

Oh god... Is that how my exes felt when I did it to them...?

I bit my lips and clenched the sheets tightly, trying not to moan. It felt so good to feel his tongue moving down there. The few blowjobs I received in the past never were that intense...

He raised his head, looking at me. "You alright?"

"I-I am..." I replied, giving him a reassuring smile.

Satisfied with my answer, he got back to work, his tongue invading my insides more vigorously. This time, I couldn't stop myself from letting out a girly moan, my whole body convulsing. He was so good at it…

After a moment, he stopped, removing his pants and revealing his erect penis. More doubts invaded my mind as I saw this, despite Elise's feelings doing their best to calm me down. The part of me that was Elise was looking forward to what was going to happen, but my normal self had a hard time getting around it...

Can I... Can I really do that?

John took out a condom from his pocket and put it on, while I was bracing myself internally. He wrapped his arms around me firmly, but still careful enough not to hurt Elise. He was fully aware of how frail Elise was, and was always as delicate as possible with her, not wanting to hurt her by accident.

He got in position, readying himself. As soon as his penis penetrated me, I gasped, not expecting how intense it would feel. I felt my insides being pushed apart, it was something I never thought of ever experiencing one day... He moved his hips in rhythm, thrusting in and out. I closed my eyes and let out sensual moans every time, acting on autopilot as I let Elise's personality take over.

I pulled him closer, kissing him while he was still doing his deeds, my nails almost digging into his skin. I could feel it, I was about to climax. And I did shortly after, screaming as my vision whitened. I laid there, unable to really think for a moment, far too overwhelmed by what was my first ever female orgasm.

That's... how women feel...?

After recovering somewhat, I glanced at John. He was apparently done too, judging from his face. He was laying next to me, his arms wrapped around me, his eyes expressing the deep love he had for the woman I stole the skin of. I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest, not wanting to face him, ashamed of what I just did.

I had sex with a man... as a woman... I'm sorry, Elise...

It... wasn't as bad as I expected, but I still felt so dirty... I just hoped that it would satisfy my mother... I got up and grabbed some pajamas in the wardrobe. I needed to clean myself.

"I'll go take a shower first, alright?" I said.

"Go ahead." John replied with a smile.

I locked myself in the bathroom like I did last night. As soon as I was out of sight, I fell to my knees, sobbing quietly and hugging myself so tightly that my nails were almost piercing my skin. I felt so bad for Elise, and also disgusted with myself. Knowing that my mother did that a number of times in the past, wearing this exact same skin and having sex with her boyfriend, was making it even worse. Elise was a sweet girl, she didn't deserve any of this... She deserved to live her own life and not be a mere puppet used by monsters to have fun as...

I dreaded tomorrow so much... I wanted everything that happened today to just be a nightmare, that I'd wake up tomorrow in my cheap flat I shared with Claire...

I undressed and got into the shower, the hot water not helping me feel any better this time... I scrubbed and scrubbed, harder than necessary, to try to feel as clean as I could, as if it could somehow get rid of the shame and guilt I was feeling. I stayed so long that my fingers were getting wrinkly when I was finally done. I dressed in the pajamas and walked back to the bedroom.

As I laid on the bed, John left for the bathroom too, it was his turn to take a shower now. I called March and lifted him, hugging him tightly close to my chest. I was utterly exhausted, both mentally and physically, and I quickly fell asleep despite the lights still being on, the dog's presence having a soothing effect.