Wearing your betters

Annie stripped out of her clothes, her lithe frame shivering just a little with a mixture of excitement and the chill from suddenly being exposed. She’d gotten naked in classrooms countless times before, so that aspect wasn’t unusual. Doing it under the gazes of three girls who’d scorned and condescended to her was a new one though.

The situation however, couldn’t be more different. Louise and Mary-Ann watched her with a curious mix of excitement, lust and encouragement, even as they pulled the partially deflated remains of their ice queen mistress out of her uniform.

“Okay, so… now what?”

“Now… hmmm, well, why don’t you sit on the desk there?”

Mary-Ann beamed, before Louise finished her thought.

“We’ll help you get dressed. It will feel a little strange, and can be quite the powerful sensation. Although, I promise once you’re fully ‘dressed’ you’ll see just how pleasurable this can really be.”

Annie tentatively lifted her body, setting her ass down on the top of the desk behind her. Despite how twisted the situation was, she couldn’t help but get so turned on, her lower lips feeling hot, wet and sticky in contrast to the smooth, cool wood of the desk they now pressed against.

A part of her idly wondered if she’d somehow inherited the tastes of her strange benefactor. He’d worn her, after all. It seemed strange to her that someone born a guy, when given the power to become anyone, would use it seemingly exclusively on women. Then again, she could understand the forbidden, hot pull of becoming that which you desired. It was a feeling she more than shared, gazing at the mainly deflated Katarina.

Mary-Ann and Louise carried their vacant mistress over to Annie, grabbing her lips and pulling them wide. Annie could hear a hummed moan, a sound of surprise and horror that couldn’t fully be articulated when the vocal chords were too distorted. A sadistic, vengeful little pleasure spiked in the heart of the poorer girl as she slid her foot into her enemy’s mouth, before she decided to tease Katarina just as she’d been taunted before.

“Mhmm, Katarina! Your mouth is so warm! And, more than just being able to feel my foot in there, I’m willing to bet you can still hear me, right?”

Another unintelligible sound emanated from Katarina, while this time Annie could actively feel the vibrations around her feet now they were fully in Katarina’s throat. She got goosebumps from how crazy a feeling it was, while feeling a pulse from her pussy at the twisted stimulation.

Wow. I really am becoming a pervert. What the fuck.

She just chalked it up to the satisfaction of finally feeling power and getting ****, and in such a visceral way too.

“So, Katarina, what was it you said earlier? That the true nature of the world was ‘People having power over others, and the highest goal a person can have is to pursue power for it’s own sake’? Something like that, right? Hmm, it’s funny, maybe in the end I understood that even more than you.”

Concerned and frightened, yet still utterly unintelligible sounds emanated from Katarina’s throat again, while Annie could feel the hot, slimy interior of the posh girl’s skin fully against her smooth legs. Katarina’s lips had stretched to an unbelievable width now, accommodating Annie’s thighs. Louise and Mary-Ann grabbed underneath Annie’s ass and lifted her with surprising strength, before helping Annie wiggle her hips inside.

“And something else you said really resonated with me too. As myself, I only had one chance to win, and even that involved becoming your pawn, so totally helpless. But for you, well, you had it all figured out. You were going to win no matter what. And, you know, if I was playing by normal rules, that was totally going to happen.

Every system in society is set up to help you. It’s not fair, but if I were to complain about it, you would just tell me ‘Life’s not fair’. So, in a way, the only way for me to get even with you, or to have a fair fight, is to play even dirtier than you did. And to get very lucky. And maybe someone up there is looking out for me, because that’s what’s happened.”

“It’s more likely to be someone ‘down there’ than up, to be honest.”

Mary-Ann sheepishly laughed, before Annie continued her little victory speech. She knew it was a little petty and self-indulgent, but she couldn’t really help it. For once in her life, things were working out.

“And now, well, I’m going to enjoy all the advantages you held over me. That student council president, perfect ice queen life. All of that is going to be mine. Because I’m going to become the new Katarina.”

Panicked sounds came from the nearly fully skinsuited girl now, the full implications of what was happening breaking through the haze the skinwalker fluid had left in her brain. Her whimpers and moans just got louder as Annie stood up for the first time with Katarina’s feet, flexing her toes.

She giggled in amazement and satisfaction, running her hands up the stolen girl’s thigh. It was longer and shapelier than her original one. Filled with a newly inspired excitement driven by the knowledge that the impossible had been rendered inevitable, Annie squeezed her body more into the shape of Katarina.

“Oh, oh my God!”

She squealed as suddenly her insides were invaded, Katarina’s pussy spearing inside Annie’s and re-shaping it. Annie doubled over, sliding to her knees, her most intimate place being re-written. Inside her lower abdomen she felt it pulse, the womb she’d just stolen settling within her even as she grew hot and wet immediately. From the vibration she felt now stretched around her midriff, she knew what remained of the original Katarina had felt it too.

“You felt that too, huh?”

Annie teased, Katarina struggling to make noises now that she was half worn. Annie giggled, her sadism satisfied.

“I’ll be a better Katarina than you ever could be.”

She shoved her arms inside the distended lips halfway up her body, pulling her body further and further into the other girl. Within just a few moments, she was flexing her new fingers, feeling their longer, more elegant digits, before moaning again as she felt the weight of her new, heavier breasts.

“I guess I finally had that growth spurt I wanted… not quite how I originally expected it though.”

Annie lifted her new bust, feeling the weight and sensitivity.

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

Louise excitedly reached over, helping Annie pull the final piece of Katarina onto her. At first, she was covered totally in darkness, before a ferocious tightening and a feeling of white in her vision rushed down. When it cleared, there was nothing about the young woman who now stood naked in the classroom that indicated she was anything other than Katarina.

When Annie opened her eyes, gone were the deep brown irises that befitted her Asian heritage, replaced by Katarina’s stolen blue ones.

“Is it done? This… this feels incredible. Oh! Oh wow, I have her voice?”

Newly acquired hands flew to her throat, a reflexive physical response to the amazement Annie felt. Katarina’s voice was just another part of the rich girl she’d taken, and she couldn’t help but feel a tingle of dopamine rush through her as she heard it.

“I… I need to see it for my own eyes. I need to see my reflection.”

“Ehehe, don’t worry, we thought of that.”

Louise giggled, nodding to Mary-Ann as the two of them took Annie’s hands and pulled her into the class storeroom, where they’d stashed a full length mirror.