The temptation is too hard to resist

For what felt like hours I kept observing Sarah's skin in my hands. Even deflated like this, her skin was still so soft.

Dahlia told me that gender didn't matter... Can I really... wear her?

I couldn't resist these urges anymore. I wanted to know... I wanted to see how it was like to be her...

Just... Just for a day... I want to see... how your life is like...

In my mind, I was scrambling to think of a justification for what I was about to do. It would help get rid of these urges temporarily, as Dahlia mentioned... Maybe I could also use her better deduction skills to confront Dahlia again and see through her lies more easily...

I started to undress, assuming that wearing my clothes wouldn't work well. I observed her skin under different angles, wondering how I should wear her. I instinctively felt like I could just create an opening somewhere, or stretch her mouth and crawl from there, but wasn't keen on that last idea. I didn't want to do this to Sarah. It seemed degrading somehow...

I used the spines in my fingers to cut an opening on her back. The inside was a dark pink, with only a slimy substance coating it. The absence of any kind of blood, bones, or organs surprised me.

Where did everything go?

I couldn't think of any rational explanation as to why everything vanished. It was like magic.

I took a deep breath and started the process, sliding my legs inside of hers. At first, they didn't fit, obviously. My legs and feet were far bigger than hers. But shortly after, I felt some tightening, as if my legs were being melted inside, alongside yet another sensation in my head. Only a brief instant later, I felt the soft carpet underneath Sarah's feet.

I kept staring at my now far smaller feet for a moment. "Wow... It's real..."

I pulled the skin up to cover my hips and gasped as an insanely intense feeling flared up within me. I could feel my penis reverting deep inside me, disappearing as Sarah's own womb and vagina replaced it. I couldn't help but moan at how incredible it felt. It was so intense that I fell back onto the bed, panting heavily.

"What... the fuck... That's insane..."

I didn't remember ever feeling something as powerful as that during all my life, even when having sex with Sarah or my previous girlfriends. I looked down, the vagina I now had already wet with arousal, my lower abdomen so warm. It felt so good.

That's how it feels like to be aroused as a woman?

I put my hand on my abdomen but quickly moved it away when I saw that I still had my normal, manly hands. These skinwalker instincts were stronger than ever in wanting me to fully become Sarah, and I was too dazed to resist.

I slid my bulky arms into her slender ones and felt a sensation similar to the one that happened with her legs. I moved my now delicate fingers in front of me, seeing the dark red colour of my nails. On my chest were Sarah's decently-sized breasts. She was a C cup. I gave them a small squeeze, the feeling so different from when I used to do it before, now that they were connected to my body.

There was also Sarah's hanging head on my chest, so creepy to look at like this. I brought it closer to mine and twisted it slightly to face me. A slight guilt formed within me as I observed her face.

"I'm sorry... I-I promise I'll return you to normal tomorrow after work..."

After one more deep breath, I plunged my head inside hers, fully wearing her. My mind went blank as I got overwhelmed with an intense pressure running across my whole body, her skin tightening more and more around me and her memories and her personality feeling even more vividly present than before.

A sense of ownership washed over me, as if to tell me that her body and her soul were now mine to use as I pleased. My skinwalker side was jubilating, absolutely satisfied to see me becoming one with the woman I loved, and it brought me such an intense feeling of peacefulness and satisfaction. It was like everything I went through earlier today didn't matter anymore. No freezing cold, no depression, no jealousy, no anger; everything felt perfect, Sarah's soul within me emitting such a relaxing warmth.

I slowly opened my eyes and got up, my vision somewhat blurry. Sarah did need her glasses to see properly, she had a fairly bad eyesight.

"Where are th-"

I started speaking but stopped when I heard my voice, so much softer and more high-pitched than my original male voice.

I touched my throat, completely smooth and devoid of Adam's apple or stubbles, and spoke again.

"I'm using her voice... Sarah's voice..."

I searched around and found her glasses where she was laying before, quickly putting them on and walking towards the mirror on her wardrobe door. I was stunned by what I was seeing. Instead of my bulky male self stood Sarah, looking at her own reflection as if it was the first time she saw herself. I leaned closer, observing my current face through these differently-coloured eyes that always mesmerised me, Sarah's face and body imitating all my expressions and movements.

"I'm really her... I'm really completely Sarah... A woman..."

I moved my hand in between my legs just to confirm what I already knew... There wasn't any trace left of my original self, I was one-hundred percent a woman currently, both on the outside and on the inside, my wet vagina being the proof of that. I shyly caressed it with a finger, the sensation so alien, and yet also familiar due to Sarah's own experience. She did masturbate often, and just remembering that was making my arousal even stronger.

I was about to go further when I heard some annoyed squawks coming from the living room.

The birds...

Sarah's instincts immediately made me want to check on them. I grabbed her gym shorts and her t-shirt and quickly put them on before going to see what was happening.

Of course, it's past midnight and the lights and TV are still on...

I went in front of the cage, expecting the birds to react like they always did with me before. At first, they did seem a bit wary, but, as I tried to immerse myself more into Sarah's personality, fully adopting her body language, they relaxed. I opened the cage and slowly put my hand inside, extending my finger in front of the female one, Janis, named after the famous singer. She was the more affectionate of the two with Sarah, and I was curious to see how she'd react with me currently.

I was pleasantly surprised when I saw her perch on my finger. I brought her out and caressed her neck, using Sarah's memories to know exactly where and how she liked to be scratched. My heart melted a little when I saw the bird relaxing in my hand, visibly enjoying what I was doing, and even giving my finger kisses with her tongue. I already found them cute before, but now, with how adorable and affectionate Janis was, I truly understood why she loved them so much. Not to mention how her own love for them was affecting me currently.

I smiled gleefully. "Sorry, mommy had some issues and couldn't turn off the light earlier. But now you can go to sleep."

I gave Janis a quick kiss on the head before putting her back in the cage, and covered it with a sheet to hide the light. It felt so natural to call myself mommy in that situation, and it brought a thrill to my skinwalker side for some reason.

"Goodnight."

I took the opportunity that I was here to quickly clean the room before leaving, throwing away our sushi plates and the empty bottles of beer. I then turned off the TV, the lights, and went to what was now my room for the night. I was so excited to experience a day as Sarah.

I put my original clothes and the rest of my stuff on a chair nearby and laid on the bed, removing my glasses. Sarah could barely see anything clearly past two meters, everything was blurry.

I still had a hard time believing that I was Sarah at that moment, laying in her bed, covered by her blanket that smelled like her. I raised my hand and looked at it again, freeing the spines. They seemed so much scarier coming out of these slender fingers, but they were proof that what happened wasn't a dream. I was truly wearing Sarah's skin right now, her soul warming me up inside me. My love for her deepened even more as I read her memories and got to know her in such an intimate way.

I was still feeling very aroused and was extremely tempted to explore more, wanting to fully experience the body of the woman I loved. But a part of me also used this love to justify not doing anything more to Sarah's body.