Put her on

You carry the Zoe suit into your room not wanting any interruptions for what you have planned.

First, you separate her from her clothes. Then you strip naked yourself. You don't know if being naked is strictly necessary but it seems smart to remove any potential complications. You sit on the edge of your bed and slowly lower your left leg into the hole in the back of the suit. As expected nothing happens until you are in you to the hip. Then you feel the same tingling as before. You watch as the skin's left leg inflates, becoming in effect, your left leg. You take a moment to examine the shapely female leg now attached to you. She must have shaved recently because the skin is soft and smooth to the touch. It is also quite sensitive, especially when your wandering hand reaches her thigh.

For the next you stage you stand. It proves a bit tricky now that your right leg is several inches longer than your left but steadying yourself with one hand you manage to shift your weight to your girl's leg and pull your other leg into the suit. Before you can lose your balance the right leg fills and you are able to stand on a pair of matching legs again. Carrying the full weight of your still male upper body isn't the most comfortable thing for Zoe's slim legs so you hurry to complete the processes.

You pull the skin over your hips and up to your waist. The tingling sensation moves up your body concentrating in your groin. You gasp as you suddenly start feeling a whole set of new sensations coming from between your legs. The loose folds of the skin prevent you from seeing anything but there is no doubting what you can feel, you have a pussy now!

“Oh, shit that feels weird,” you say adjusting your stance “this is going even better than I thought it would.”

Only half way there and already wearing your sister feels both incredible and strange. You are caught off guard a little by just how good it feels even only half on. You’d been expecting to feel like a suit, like a clever disguise. Instead, it all feels impossibly real, the skin of the suit is real skin but with the gain turned up to eleven. Wanting to finish the job quickly you pull the skin up past your waist and slip your arms inside. You thrill to the feeling of breasts bouncing on your chest and forgetting who’s breasts they are for a moment you give them a quick squeeze. The sensation is enough to make your knees tremble but you resist the urge to start exploring. With an effort of will, you finish pulling on the suit. You pull the hood like head piece on. There is a moment of darkness then you are blinking out from Zoe’s hazel eyes and feeling her soft hair brush against your bare shoulders. You stand for a long time just admiring your naked form.

“Damn Sis,” you say in her voice “When did you go and get all grown up?”

Somewhere along the line, your annoying dorky little Sister turned out to be a bit of a hottie. You twist and turn watching her reflection do the same to show off her high firm ass, and long slim legs. You admire the way her thighs leave a definite gap at the top even when her knees are pressed together. None of these things are new developments, it's not like she instantly transformed into an attractive woman on her 18th birthday. It's just that you've never thought of her in a sexual way before. Not even when your friends joked about hooking up with her. You can't quite believe you never noticed it before.

It occurs to you that it’s weird, even a little sick, to be checking out your sister like this but somehow it doesn’t feel wrong right now. It’s not that you are now pro-**** or anything like that. It’s just that you have a different perspective from inside her. You feel like this body is more your body than it is another persons and that there can’t really be anything wrong with checking yourself out.

“It’s not her body,” you tell your reflection “It’s my body and I’ll do what I want with it.”

Your fingers glide over your flat belly coming to rest on the clean shaven mound of your borrowed sex. You shiver as your large nipples go hard. You seriously consider holing up in on your room and fingering yourself silly. Still, a part of you insists that would be a waste of a unique opportunity. Another equally loud part of you is demanding to have your pussy filled.