Slipping into Emmy for Halloween

“Oh, holy fuck…”

I gasped at the intense pulsing as so much more weight suddenly appeared at my ass. I looked down, behind me, my eyes widening as I took in just how big my new rear really was from the perspective of the person wearing it. I knew that logically, I must have looked really strange. My unassuming, bland male form, with my longer arms and wider shoulders up top, while down below I now had shorter legs; shapely, plump thighs that drew the eye higher to wide hips and the best ass on campus.

I found myself biting my lip as I gave it a squeeze, fingers sinking into the thick, soft flesh. I could feel the strength in my thighs now, I knew that Emmy took care of herself. But with genetics like this, no amount of time in the gym could slim down an ass this fat. I tried to turn around, ignore my arousal as much as I could, while I squeezed myself deeper into Emmy, pulling her flat belly over my own. My freshly stolen female anatomy pulsed between my legs, a warm not quite itch between my legs showing how much my new skin was begging to be played with immediately.

I stuffed my arms into hers, her extremities straining. Her limbs were so much shorter than my own, it seemed like a struggle for a moment, until that hot, tight pressure seemed to pulse and squeeze me down into her shape. I flexed my newly stolen fingers, marvelling at how bizarre it was having hands so much smaller and cuter, admiring the perfection of my new glossy forest green nail polish.

A tightening pressure grew against my back, sinews greedily threading across the gap as it narrowed, Emmy’s skinsuit sealing itself up behind me the more of her I wore. I gasped as my shoulders took on the pleasant weight of her breasts, making me all her from the neck down. The whole room around me looked bigger now, the ceiling being an intimidatingly different height from when I’d walked in. I don’t think I’d ever fully get used to how drastically wearing a skinsuit could change your height, along with everything else about you.

“Now there’s only one final thing to do...”

I quietly mused to myself, looking at the mass of brunette hair covering my breasts. I grabbed either side, turning it around, seeing Emmy’s deflated face. A strange mix of emotions mingled in my heart looking at her. Seeing the face of a girl I’d known for a while and seen with Lisa so many times deflated like this was undeniably uncanny, and more than a little creepy.

But there was also an irresistible excitement there too. Her face was so pretty, the empty eyes still being ringed by long lashes, the lips that hung open still being plump and glossy. All I had to do was wear her completely, and I’d be her, totally and completely. I gulped, unable to stop myself any longer.

I stuffed my face through the gap in the back of her neck, squeezing inside the final part of her left unfilled by me. It was so dark inside, warm and slimy, and against my face it felt all the more sensitive. Probing fingers felt at her soft cheeks, as I moved towards the hints of light that showed where her mouth and eyes were.

As I closed in, it almost seemed like her features hurried to align themselves with mine, my smaller lips fitting in nicely with her plumped ones, while my bigger nose found the tight embrace of her small, cute one. Then, all at once, her flesh constricted powerfully against mine; my eyes almost whiting out at the shocking rush of sensation. A burst of heat rushed through my whole body from my head, and back, like chain lightning arcing back to the source.

All of Emmy’s nerves and sensations became mine, the final gap in her skin, exposing my unseemly male form within, closing and letting me become her fully. When I opened my eyes, I knew that if Ashley or anyone else came into this room, they would never be able to tell me apart from the original Emmy.

“Oh wow… oh my God!”

Hands rushed to my mouth, my voice coming out in Emmy’s sexy voice. Even expected, it always gave me a huge endorphin rush hearing it; I just couldn’t get over how pleasurable it was to replace my voice with that of a beautiful woman. I stumbled over to Lisa’s bathroom, Emmy’s pilfered soul and muscle memory making me walk just as she would, even while I noticed how insanely different my center of gravity was now.

Honestly, this center of gravity is even more intense than being Grace… Emmy’s just got such an insane ass.

Walking as her was almost the exact opposite from being Alex, plump thighs and wide hips making each motion so naturally sexy. It seemed almost impossible to tone down how explicitly womanly the body I wore now was. Seeing Emmy’s reflection in the mirror merely confirmed every little thought I’d had.

The short-stack brunette in the mirror looked like something out of a basketball player’s wet dream, as I turned and admired just how spectacular my rear really had become.

“It’s like the most expensive diamond on a gorgeous crown…”

My face had an embarrassed look, feeling almost guilty at how much I was adoring looking like this.

“Hey, Alex- Oh!”

The door opened and Lisa stepped inside, gasping when she saw me. She was totally naked too, her pretty, light tan skin fully exposed as her beautiful breasts stood to attention.

“Ehehe… or should I say, Emmy~”

“Stooopp…”

I blushed, trying to cover my face, which just lead to her giggling and getting closer. In a soft voice reminiscent of the real, shy girl inside her skin, Lisa commented.

“You’re so adorable acting like that…”

She tiptoed over to me, before suddenly cuddling me. I gasped, my face squishing against her boobs while I hugged her back tightly.

“I don’t think I realized just how pretty Emmy was until now. You’re so beautiful...”

My heartbeat quickened in my chest, the compliments having a powerful effect on me. Every inch of my body felt so good, the differences superimposed on my consciousness as my bare skin was pressed into Lisa’s. My pussy ached with desire between my crotch, the level of stimulation in this scene really being too much right now.

Knowing I only had to turn and gaze at my reflection, and I’d know for sure just how true her words really were, it was too much. Right now, being called beautiful, being admired in the way only truly gorgeous women can be, and having it all be real, it was an overwhelming pleasure.

“H-Hey, so… I’ve been thinking.”

Lisa’s voice was still so cute, covered in all the little hallmarks of Grace’s bashful words.

“… it’s Halloween, right? We’re dressed already, sort of… but what costumes are we going to wear on top?”

I’d been so wrapped up in slipping into Emmy’s skinsuit, I’d almost forgotten it was Halloween. Hearing Grace remind me like that, it just got me so much hornier as I considered all the possibilities we could get up to tonight. And how much fun it would be wearing the costumes Lisa and Emmy had picked out for this evening...