Despite his initial hesitation, David soon saw a twisted idea in his mind. What if he wore Seth? There was clearly an opening on Seth's back, and it seemed to almost be inviting David to enter. He shook the thought at first, but eventually it took over. He needed to wear Seth. David gently placed Seth's body on the couch, beginning to strip himself down. As he stripped down, the suit stared up at him, almost as if demanding David to hurry up. And so David did, and as soon as he was naked, he quickly picked up Seth's body and turned it around, staring at it as he slowly got harder.
David put one leg inside of Seth, slipping his foot seemingly perfectly into Seth's. As he did so, the skin seemed to bind to David's, or more specifically it seemed like David conformed to fit Seth. David put his other leg in too, and the same happened. He looked down past Seth's hanging upper body and saw his new legs. Not that he actually paid attention to Seth's legs, but he did know for sure that they weren't his own. Somehow the feeling brought David a sense of excitement, and he couldn't wait to drag the rest of Seth's body up and wrap it around his own.
David pushed his arms into Seth's, and as their fingers combined, he felt a new sensation, even newer than what had already happened. He couldn't help but feel his skin, old and new. It almost felt like someone else was touching David, but at the exact same time it still felt familiar. Using his new hands, he pulled Seth's torso up to his own, and instantly he felt it bind to his chest. As he let go he found that it didn't fall, and he could also feel the back slowly sealing up. David didn't even care if he was trapped or not, because right now there was only one thought on his mind: Finish the process and put on Seth's face.
David took Seth's face, looking at it from the back. It looked exactly like some Halloween mask, only fleshy on this inside instead of synthetic. He pressed the face up to his, and felt his facial features morph to match Seth's. It tickled in a weird way, almost enough to send a dopamine rush to David's mind. He let out a soft sigh of relief, feeling complete, but upon doing this he also found that his voice was deeper. it alarmed him at first, thinking Seth was speaking somehow, but then realized that he was Seth now. It didn't matter what Seth would have done, because now that's all up to David to do.
"I am Seth," he told himself, almost as if clarifying it, still in denial. The voice that came out only confirmed David's statement, and he soon came to terms that he actually was indeed Seth. "I am Seth!" he repeated, more confidently, running to the bathroom to stare at himself in the mirror. He felt different running, specifically with something being more floppy than usual down near his crotch, which he could only presume was his new cock. He opened the bathroom door and ran in, looking at the mirror, only to see Seth staring back. In a strangely fucked way, David could only smile at the sight. The idea of becoming somebody else---anybody else---was strangely... right.
As he looked at his new form in the mirror, the thought of Samantha soon infiltrated his mind. Fuck, this skinsuit gun really changed everything. The possibilities were infinite. He could turn Samantha's friends into suits and wear them to get some sort of inside connection with her. Or maybe Samantha would actually have a crush on Seth, and David could use his body to date her. Or what if he just jumped straight to the gun and turned Samantha herself into a suit? That could be pretty hot... But then again, something about this all seemed immoral. Maybe Samantha actually did like David. Maybe turning a bunch of people into suits would bite him in the ass later. Or, possibly the worst outcome, what if Samantha found out about David's actions? Even if he stopped now and fixed this all, still, he already fucked up. Then again, maybe that was the exact reason he should continue through with this...
