Screw it, zap yourself and put on Charlotte

Every time something Josh wanted and something Dawn wanted conflicted, you pretty much delighted to slip more into Dawn's role and did what she would do. By now you relish being the dominant woman. Sure she is fake in every way and more than a little bit ruthless but she is also filled to the brim with an assertiveness that you just can not and frankly do not want to resist.

So when the desire to be Charlotte came over you it was clearly not Josh but Dawn who wanted to become the redhead. Knowing you won't need your old, boring self all that often anymore, you grip the brown pen and zap yourself. There is a short tightening in your stomach and you feel stuffed. Your memories of being Josh are still there but you are now for all intents and purposes Dawn. You can't wait to be Charlotte. You are, of course, only interested in her looks and opportunities and hope to god that you won't become the mousy little shadow of a person, that would defeat he purpose of becoming Dawn after all.

Speaking of which: The feeling of being full seemed to wander down into your crotch. You sit down and start to involuntarily press. Within a minute a lump of skin leaves your vagina. You grab it and can instantly see its folded. It is not exactly rocket science to figure out what it would be should you unfold it. Sighing you take the Josh-skin and hide it away. Who knows? Maybe you will need it one day. Hopefully not

Finally, after the five longest minutes of your life, you start to strip Charlotte's skin off her clothes. It being nothing but a bodysuit made it easy. You inspect it one last time before starting to put it on. Within minutes you can feel her smooth pale skin be yours and all that's left is her head. You pull it other your somewhat stiff face. The transformation does not take long to be completed and soon you can see your new Charlotte-body in your full length mirror. And how you love it. You have now the beautiful redhead's body. Slim and quite a bit shorter than before but that is what you wanted. Her body is well proportioned and feels far more real than your own.

"Perfect!" is the only word that escapes your cute lips.

Again you pick up the brown pen and zap yourself. The same feeling of vertigo and short-time blindness envelopes you as memories, feelings and habits pour inside your pretty head. So far so good. You check your watch. Still a few hours before the party, enough time to get a costume if you still want to go. The real question is: Will your new Charlotte personality proof as comfortable and, well, overwhelming as your first? Hopefully not but only time would tell, it went fast the first time though.

You put on your clothes and take your things and head to the costume shop.

(Author: Cal)