Go back to her apartment

I looked down at my body, breathing deeply as I admired the sight of Lisa’s breasts from above. Her light tan skin was perfect, and her every proportion had a symmetry and elegance that anyone could admire. A cheeky thought came to me as I opened the stall door, exposing her naked body to anyone who might enter the bathroom, and giving me a prime view in the wall of mirrors.

Her (Now my…) long dark hair was tousled and a little messy, but it’s volume and natural lustre meant it looked spectacular in nearly any condition. My nipples were a little hard from the cold and my arousal, and I folded my arms under my breasts, pushing them up as I slipped into an embarrassed look.

“Ohhh, this is sooo embarrassing. What if someone walks in on me, naked and ****?”

I eyed the door, expectantly, but when no-one came through I just laughed. Still though… I let my fingertip wander to my pussy lips, peeling them apart and watching with disgusted fascination as my own seed slipped out, a dollop of the cum I’d so recently jettisoned inside Lisa’s womb now thick inside me.

“This is so wrong…”

I exhaled, the warped pleasure of wearing the body of the girl I’d just creampied working through me, before I idly gathered some seed on my finger and sucked it off, moaning a little while I tasted it. It was a little salty, but not totally bad…

My pussy was hot again and my face blushing as I got so turned on thinking about Lisa giving me a blowjob, and about me as Lisa servicing myself. I couldn’t tell which was hotter; my crush fulfilling my fantasies, or being her myself, wormed into the body of the woman I loved as I moaned in her voice, felt the twinge of her pussy between my legs and deep inside me, felt the jiggle of her ass and breasts while being pounded from behind.

Those fantasies of fucking myself as Lisa came straight back as I thought about it, vivid details causing my fingers to bunch together as I bit my lip, imagining it all. Candida had shed her original skin… could I do the same eventually? The idea of peeling it off, revealing whatever was underneath was so disturbing… but the idea of having sex with myself, while in the bodies of every woman I’d lusted after, was a prize I couldn’t deny.

I **** my eyes open and grabbed some toilet roll, using the sheets to dab up as much cum as I could. I had to get out of here, before I turned this public bathroom into my own masturbation mansion. Soaking up the cum with the toilet paper, I knew I couldn’t get all of so thick a load, and would probably be ruining a pair of Lisa’s panties as it worked it’s way out of her vagina on the trip home.

How grossly erotic, ruining what was hers while I wore it, trying to act like the normal Lisa while pumped full of my own seed…

I slipped on the black panties and bra, throwing on her university top and hoodie and feeling the tight, warm comfort of her leggings as I tied her sneakers. I shoved my clothes as Alex into her bag before stepping out, turning in the mirror to admire the way the skintight leggings revealed everything about my ass.

I greedily dug my fingers into it, before slapping, the ring of it echoing around the bathroom as my lewd expression corrupted Lisa’s pretty face, before I pulled her personality and mannerisms over my own, looking just as she had before heading out.

Walking back to her apartment, anyone would have seen the beautiful doctor to be looking tired yet satisfied from a long study session. What they didn’t know was who was wrapped tight inside her skin, enjoying dark fetishistic pleasure from something as simple as the way her hips moved as she walked, to the debauched sensation of his own cum dripping onto her panties as he wore her womb.

I was so lost in my own thoughts I barely noticed I’d made it back to Lisa’s room, her soul and skin making me so comfortable as I slid inside that it really felt like home. As soon as the door was locked for the night, I threw her clothes off, wanting to spend as much time naked as her as possible.

I felt the chill from the cold tile of her en-suite bathroom as I picked up her toothbrush, smelling that combination of minty toothpaste and dried saliva that permeated all toothbrushes, but getting **** enjoyment from knowing it was hers. I felt it glide around my mouth as I cleaned teeth that weren’t mine, following Lisa’s night time routine and feeling great pride in taking care of her body. Just because I was only a visitor here, didn’t mean I wasn’t going to keep her in great condition.

I looked around the room, admiring how clean it was as I settled on the bed. She’d definitely got the place looking a lot better than how either Candida, or myself had left it. Was that because both of us had fundamentally been fake Lisa’s, who couldn’t compare to the real her? Abandoning such philosophical reasoning, I concluded it was just because I didn’t have time to clean up after the crazy experiences that cause me to leave Lisa’s skin last time.

There was one thing that struck me as very different about the room though, other than the increased cleanliness. Over on the poster board, among the wall of photos, was one I hadn’t seen before. I peered closer, glancing over the usual ones of friends, her highschool graduation, some goofy, fun pictures with Emmy and Ashley. The new photo was in a glamorous restaurant foyer, Lisa and Trent holding each other by the hips, together, an easy chemistry between them even through the photo. Lisa looked open and happy, in a rich red dress that managed to look classy and sexy all in one. Trent was in a suit without a tie, a confidence radiating off his well-muscled body.

A photo of them on her wall together already, after a few days?

I silently cursed myself for giving her such positive memories of Trent, as I felt Lisa’s warm, sweet affection bloom just looking at the picture. Her memories told a story of sweet courtship, a fast moving relationship that seemed perfect, with Trent seeming to be a perfect match who knew just what she liked, and the awkwardness that can make first dates difficult diffused by them having already gone home together at the very beginning.

The thought of Lisa’s wholesome affection and budding love going towards that creature made me so mad…

It’s not hard to know exactly what a girl likes when you’ve literally been her!

I huffed petulantly, as I felt that chagrin of the consequences of my actions, the old saying of “No good deed goes unpunished” coming back to haunt me.

I settled back into Lisa’s bed, unable to ignore how much I enjoyed being wrapped tight in her scent even while I huffed. The excitement of the day, the twists and turns of emotion and the rushes of both gender’s orgasms rolled around in my head as sleep took me easily, carrying me off to the land of dreams…