Kinda?

I woke up feeling all right, without nightmares, or good dreams either. My mouth was a little dry, and I was thirsty, but that was it. Mainly I was just grateful for the peace, pleasantly surprised nothing bad had woken me. I went to check my phone only to see it was dead, set it up to charge, and had a shower. As the water rolled over me, I reflected on everything that had happened.

I was starting to adjust better to all of this, I thought. Or maybe I was still in denial. I was a monster now, same as Candida, or I would be once my body warped to being like hers. I retracted the spines from my fingertips and regarded them coolly. I could head out now and become any one of my flatmates, use their bodies, souls and identities as I saw fit.

I thought over it, thinking about Frank and Alicia first. Alicia was hot, and Frank had a great body from loads of time and dedication in the gym. Maybe I could turn him and ride her until dawn. The idea of being strong, having a beautiful girlfriend with a great personality, being a buff guy well respected by my peers, it did sound pretty great.

I didn’t just have to be a guy either. Alicia seemed like she was happy and full of life everyday, with her easy going smile and body that looked like so much fun to touch, to run my hands over, to slip a finger inside myself while I had her vagina…

I was fully erect in the shower thinking about it. I let my hand wander down to my dick and closed my eyes, feeling the warm water move across my body while I pulled my foreskin back, letting the head free. Sucking air through my teeth, I started moving my hand back and forth across the length of the shaft, easing myself into it. It seemed way more sensitive now or something, so I kept the strokes light at first.

Had being in a girls skin given me a new appreciation for my own, male sex too? Experiencing two sides meant I could compare and contrast them, and get even more enjoyment out of them. I started moving my hands faster while I thought about my other two flatmates.

Grace was so quiet all the time, but dressing modestly couldn’t hide a body like that. Her D-cup breasts were obviously the biggest of any of the girls I lived with, and her thighs looked perfectly formed and juicy too. She always ate so healthy, so she only had weight in the right places, with a tight waist and a classic hourglass figure. What would it be like to skin her and put her on? To hear that quiet voice whenever I wanted, and make it moan and scream and twist in erotic pleasure?

Jessica was the last girl I lived with. An a-grade bitch, her personality only seemed to have two settings; sadistic bullying or pridefully spiteful. Everyone was a little on edge with her and for good reason, it was like she was trying extra hard to be toxic. Even though I found it hard to stomach her, I would be lying if I said her taunts and rudeness didn’t turn me on a little. I imagining just throwing her down and absolutely dominating her, putting that brat in her place before piercing her with the spines, sliding into her skin and her well-toned, gorgeous body and stealing her pleasure and her life from her.

Thoughts of what I would do once I’d possessed these girls was just way too much as I felt a tingling rush blast through me, pushing a load all over the wall of the shower, cum splattering off the tile. That had been the biggest load I could remember shooting off in a long time… Maybe it was a consequence of having so much sex wearing Lisa’s vagina, my own hidden cock hadn’t gotten attended too, despite such erotic times lately.

I cleaned up my seed and stepped out of the shower, feeling a mix of wonderful afterglow, and the touches of embarrassment and shame that came from masturbating as a guy. That was definitely one way I’d enjoyed female orgasms more; less of that troubling post nut clarity.

Lying in bed and feeling the warm sheets on my freshly washed body, I had a lot to think about. Should I possess one of my flatmates, surrender to the pleasures of this power? I didn’t feel like I needed to, as I’d probably be okay for a long while yet after my time as Lisa. Although, I couldn’t deny that the idea sounded like a lot of fun…

On the other hand though, I did have a life as myself to lead. Alex hadn’t been seen or heard from in a few days, and I’d been missing my own classes going to Lisa’s. Even with how crazy things had been, few things are quite as crazy as the massive college debts I was amassing just being here, and my friends would be worried too.

Then there was the Skinwalker powers… there was so much I didn’t know about them. Even a single conversation with Candida had redefined almost everything I thought I knew, and that meant there must be much, much more to learn about them. Could I should try and track down more information on my own? There had to be something I could find out, without having to come crawling back to that monster and join it.