Punished?

I stand my ground and grit my teeth. "I'll take it." Mr. Ahn sighs.
"That stubbornness of yours will get you nowhere, mark my words. Oh well, you brought this upon yourself." He brushes past me and takes his seat at his desk, and begins to write out a slip. Once he was done, he handed it to Lena. "There you are then. Be off with you." He says irritably. Picking up Ella's notepad and glasses along with the pen, I give him a stiff nod as I walk out, dragging a stunned Lena by hand.

"That could've gone better." Lena nonchalantly states as we drew further away from the office. "Why'd you have to go and do that for?"
"Because he was mocking me! Him, of all people?! He doesn't take his job seriously, that why we're in this situation in the first place. If only he set you straight from the start then-" I stop abruptly as I register the hurt in Lena's eyes. I hastily let go of her, observing that I'd been grasping it too hard. A red mark had formed where I'd been holding on.
"Lena... I'm - I'm sorry. I got caught up in Ella's emotions! That's not an excuse, I know that-" Lena held up her hand.
"I get it, Lasse. Relax." She cups my face in her hands. "I'm not mad, okay. Just a little thrown off." She pats my cheek before letting go. "For a second I thought you were gone and I was stuck with Ella again. I'm relieved you cleared that up instantly." I exhale, easing. "Now, shall we get going? We have to suffer through that punishment you got us, dumbass!"
Flushed, I protest her words. "I thought you'd like to go anywhere but a classroom, miss delinquent!"
Lena giggles. "True, but I hate getting punished for it. But I suppose if you're with, I could hardly call it one. " She gives me a charming smileas she watched me turn beet red before bursting into a laugh. "Sorry, I can't help myself, you're way too cute when you're embarrassed."
"Alright, alright, let's get over with this." I say as walk in the direction of the storeroom, hiding my face.

"An this one goes... there!" Lena grunts as we heave the last box onto the shelf. I plop helplessly to the ground, exhausted. Ella's body is used to carrying binders and worksheets, not boxes of cones and spare stationery supplies. Lena seemed less winded, as she peered regarded me sprawled on the ground. "My, what's this, tired after only this much? You're not putting a very reliable look as a student representative, much less a man." She teases as she strode away to the back of the room, returning with two foldable chairs.
"If I was in this skin, we'd have been done with a while back. Ella's not one for exercise, apparently. "
"Really? How did she plan on maintaining her image as a pillar of justice then? Surely she'd know that you need some muscle to enforce the law."
I knew the answer thanks to Ella's memories, but before I could answer, Lena fires another question.
"Hey Lasse, I know you're **** to use the pen and all, but are you seriously planning to let something as amazing as that just sit around and catch dust?"
I sigh. It was true. The pen was a life-changing object, even in the literal sense. However, I could not bring myself to use it on someone. Even though Ella dreamed of being turned into skin, she still experienced fear when she turned. I imagined what I'd feel like if I was worn by someone else, who'd use my identity to live as me, taking everything I had and having no way to return to being myself.
"Sorry Lena, but I don't think I can bring myself to turn a person into a skinsuit voluntarily. It's just... it just feels plain wrong to me." I close my eyes, expecting Lena to get annoyed or to chide me for being so gutless. I'd brought her into this world, waving the possibilities in front of her and then told her she could never be a part of it. I'd understand if she was disappointed and disillusioned in me. However, I opened them in surprise I felt her wrap her arms around me, bringing me into her embrace.
"I'm proud of you Lasse. I know that the power is tempting, I really do, and I shudder to think what would've happened to me if that pen wound up in the wrong hands. I'm not disappointed, in fact, I respect your stance. It's the right thing to do." I sniff once, then twice, then burst into tears. Lena says nothings, but pulls me in closer as my tears stream down onto her back. We stay like that for a while, before she gave a smile, wiping away what's let on my face. "Feeling better?" she asked. I nods.

She stands up and helps me to my feet. "It's a real shame though, I'd have loved to try wearing a skinsuit myself. But you're right, I don't want people to die so I can experience that."
"You know I can just let you wear Ella, right?" I reply, raising an eyebrow.
"I..." She blinks. "I guess I didn't think of that. Are you sure?"
"Positive. It's practically suffocating for me to deal with her personality right now, not to mention these things!" I press down on the chest wrap. "She doesn't show it, but the band hurts. And the weight is not kind on your spine."
"You're kidding, right. Any woman would be thrilled to have those! Except maybe Ella, but she's screwed in the head!"
I chuckle. "Trust me, you have no idea!"
"Why, you little... Alright then, get it off. I'll teach you to appreciate those babies." Lena looks fired up.
"You have no idea what women with small chest go through!" I hold back my laughter. Just a minute ago things had been so serious, yet here I was arguing about breasts with Lena who seems to also have forgotten her maturity from before.
"True, but I won't be finding out anytime soon." I say, making Lena fume. "Alright, here goes." I reach to the back of my head and pull.

The suit parts at my neck as I pull and the face comes off and falls to my chest. I involuntarily gasp as the air hits my face. I grab my face, half expecting it to be covering in slime, but it appears I was overthinking it. My skin feel refreshed, soft and supple like I'd just applied some moisturizer on it. Even Lena seemed to notice. "Whoa, you look like a different. I mean... not a different person... argh, you know what I mean." She fumbles with her words.
"Heart skip a beat?" I chirp, As Lena broke away from my gaze.
"Yeah yeah, just don't forget to take your clothes off before you peel off the skin."
"Gee, never would've figured that out." I retort and go about about stripping Ella. Moments later I flick off the clasp to Ella's chest wrap and breathe deeply, grateful to be free of the wretched thing. I let the **** device fall to the ground, before pulling down the skin, emboldened by the sight of my own body as I peeled off Ella.
"And... done!" I proclaim once I pull my foot out of the suit and hold up the flaccid thing high. "One skinsuit, just like you ordered!" I joke, tossing it to Lena who squeaks, startled. She ogles the skin in slack-jawed wonder.
"Are you certain the skin doesn't just move your mass around around. Because if that's the case I don't much to offer." I behold her slender frame. She wasn't underweight or anything, she filled out nicely to be honest, but she was nowhere near as, er..., thicc as Ella was.
"Guess we're about to find out." I say, shrugging. Lena looks skeptically at the skin for a moment, before deciding it was worth a shot. She puts it aside and takes a deep breath before unbuckling the belt on her shorts.
"Wait, wait, Lena, are you really going to um....you know.... in front of me?" I ask, the idea sending alarms ringing through my mind.
"What, I'm just returning the favour! See, someone's happy to see me." She said, winking as she eyes my penis which was rising steadily. My hands race to cover it up, which earns a snicker from Lena. She continue to strip, unfazed.
"Mu clothes!" They're back in Ahn's office! I realize.
"Oof, tough luck! Maybe you can wear these in the meantime." She tosses me what looks like a handkerchief. I scowl, before I realize what it is. "Your p-panties!" I drop them in shock.
"Now that's just plain favoritism. You weren't like that when you wore Ella's." Lena says, giving me an exaggerated look of hurt as she stretched the skin open. "You could always look in the back, the lost and found box might have something you can use temporarily."
"Good Idea!" I say. I was doubtful of whether the box would have anything but grateful for excuse to walk away. I didn't trust myself to control my wiener in front of her any longer.

I rummage through the box, but only remotely close to my fit was a pink T-Shirt that said 'Magical Girls rock!'. At this point I might have to beg Lena to let me wear Lena again. She'll let me, but only after rubbing it in and making me admit I want to have big boobs. Well, it could be worse. I could've been stuck with Vanessa.

"ELLA?! Why the fuck are you naked!" I spoke too soon. I sighed in exasperation I watched Vanessa K. stare at Lena in shock.