Transition

You realized that if you wanted to truly live Vanessa's life, you'd have to deal with Lisa-Marie. She couldn't be missing from school or elsewhere. This would raise questions, cause an investigation, and potentially expose you.

With the decision made, you needed to act quickly. You carefully stepped out of Vanessa's skin, placing it on the couch with utmost care. Seeing your reflection in the mirror as Lissy once again, you couldn't help but smile at the thought of the changes to come.

Next, you delicately unzipped Lissy's skin, feeling a sense of disorientation as her memories began to fade and your own consciousness returned to the fore. You were yourself again, standing there in Vanessa's living room.

Pulling out the pen, you recalled the instructions to restore someone: click the pen five times, then aim it at the discarded skin. The process was identical to when you first used the pen on Lisa-Marie. This time, however, you added an extra step. You concentrated on making Lisa-Marie obedient to you once she was restored, focusing your intention as you aimed the pen and held down the clicker.

Within seconds, Lissy was back, appearing just as she had before, only now with a vacant look in her eyes. She blinked a few times, looking at you in confusion.

"Lissy, listen carefully," you began, "You're going to obey me from now on, understand?"

She simply nodded, her expression not changing. The pen had worked as you intended; she was now your obedient ****.

Once the situation with Lisa-Marie was handled and she was safely tucked away, seemingly normal yet obedient, your focus returned to Vanessa's skin lying delicately on the couch. The transformation process was peculiar but not unpleasant. The anticipation brought with it a thrilling tingle that raced through your body.

Picking up Vanessa's skin, you studied the intricate detail, the softness of her skin, the curves of her body. You could feel the warmth still retained, which made the whole process seem even more real. The texture felt so natural and familiar; it was uncanny how much it felt like slipping into a second skin, literally.

The first step was always the legs, sliding your feet into the hollow spaces where Vanessa's had been. The moment your skin came into contact with the inside of Vanessa's, a rush of warmth enveloped you. The interior was slightly moist, a curious sensation that heightened the overall experience. As you pushed your legs further into hers, you felt your skin adhere to the new form, hugging your body like a snug pair of leggings.

Next were the arms. You carefully pushed your hands into the gloves that were Vanessa's. There was a moment of resistance before they accepted your presence, molding perfectly around your fingers.

Then came the most significant part, the torso and head. Pulling Vanessa's skin up, you felt your body conform to her curves, your chest expanding and stomach tightening to match her hourglass figure. Finally, you guided her face over yours. As her lips met yours, a condom-like pouch slid over your tongue, providing an eerily realistic experience of wearing her mouth.

The world went black for a moment as you adjusted to the sensation, the feeling of her eyelids blinking over your own eyes. The transformation was complete. You stood there in Vanessa's skin, her thoughts and memories seeping into your consciousness.

You stood there for a moment, getting acclimatized to the new body, the new identity. It was time to step into Vanessa's life, with all the opportunities and experiences it promised. You looked forward to every single one of them.