Back to college

"Good afternoon, everyone." The professor said while closing the door. "I hope you still have enough energy left, because today's course is going to be intense. We still have a lot of things to go through before your exams."

Some students tensed at the mention of the exams. It always was a stressful subject.

The professor, Joseph Williams, sat on his chair and opened this class' textbook, a textbook about British history, before adjusting his large and old glasses.

"Now, could anyone remind us where we stopped last time?" He asked, observing everyone.

The class was silent, as usual. Rare were the students who felt like answering questions.

The professor's eyes scanned the room, hoping for some courageous soul to answer. After a long minute of silence, he sighed, exasperation on his face. "Dawn, if you'd be so kind?"

Dawn nodded. "We went through the Wars of the Roses, between the House Lancaster and the House of York, and its consequences for the kingdom of England. Henry Tudor became the next king of England in 1485, and married Elizabeth of York a year later, in 1486, leading to the birth of the Tudor dynasty." She spoke in her high-pitched and shy but enthusiastic voice.

Mr. Williams smiled. "Good, as always. Thank you, Dawn." He then looked at the rest of the class, chuckling. "Maybe you all should watch some Game of Thrones to refresh your memories before the exam arrives. Mix work with pleasure. Just keep in mind that no dragons were used during the real war."

Most of the students smiled or let out quiet laughs at the remark. Game of Thrones was partially based on the Wars of the Roses, after all.

The professor started the seminar, going through today's subject while taking the time to answer questions and making sure everyone was following. It was the last class of the day for most students, so they were starting to get quite tired and agitated. Thankfully, today was about Henry VIII, so there was no shortage of jokes and quips from the professor to keep the students entertained and somewhat focused until the end of the class.

As the class was readying to leave, Mr. Williams approached Dawn, smiling at her. "Dawn, would you mind coming to my office before you leave? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Dawn seemed surprised, but nodded shyly. "O-of course, sir."

Once everyone else left, Mr. Williams locked the door and went to his office with Dawn.

"Please take a seat." He said, gesturing at the chair.

Dawn sat, still confused.

"I'm sure you're wondering why you're here, but don't worry, you're not in trouble. It's the opposite, in fact." Mr Williams continued, opening a folder filled with documents. "You know our college has partnerships with colleges from other countries, right?"

Dawn nodded. "Exchange programs for a semester or a year, right?"

"Indeed, but that's not all. In our major, we have partnerships with a few colleges in Europe, including Ireland and Germany, for summer courses, and I thought it might interest you?"

"Me?" Dawn asked, not expecting this.

"You are our best student, there's no way you'd be refused should you apply. And I do personally think it'd be a wonderful experience for you. It'd allow you to learn more about European history firsthand, right at the source. You've never been to Europe, if I remember correctly?"

She shook her head. "No, not yet."

The professor got up and handed her a form. "I won't pressure you if you'd refuse, but here's the form in case you'd like to apply. You need to return it by the end of the month."

Dawn took the form, her eyes focusing on it. While she was reading it, she didn't notice Mr. Williams locking the door discreetly.

Sorry for this, Dawn, but I need you...

I rose my hand, freeing the spines and plunging them into her delicate neck. She gasped in pain, dropping the form, but couldn't move. She glanced at her deflating hands, terror all too visible in her innocent eyes, but it only lasted a second, as bliss then overcame her while she lost consciousness.

I watched her hollowed skin with a mix of appreciation and excitement. I was so looking forward to slipping inside and finally leave my current skin.

After the confrontation with Aurora, I deemed it too risky to stay as Angela. It was a difficult choice to make, considering how much I loved being her. I spent an hour in front of the mirror, admiring my beautiful body and wondering what to do, before finally deciding to leave her. I already made the first move to get Angela and Claire closer, and considering how friendly Angela was, I was confident she'd do a great job on her own after this first push.

I wanted an inconspicuous identity, one that would allow me to avoid Aurora more easily, and chose to return to college to avoid frequent contacts with Claire. It was mainly to stay closer to Dahlia, my only true friend currently, but also because a small part of me missed it, in all honesty. I had so much fun as Sarah and Carmen, I craved to come back here.

I switched skins twice since, wearing a male janitor and then Joseph, being careful to do it in private, in case Aurora was still around. I spent the last three days as men, and it has been an awful time, confirming just how much better I felt as a woman.

When I saw Dawn in Joseph's memories, I knew she would be perfect for me. Dawn was a second-year student in British history. She was a cute and introverted but studious redhead with light blue eyes hidden behind her glasses, and her inheritent shyness would be a perfect mask to hide behind.

I didn't have much time, so I quickly undressed and pulled on my neck, removing Joseph's face and then the rest of his skin. It felt a lot better to be myself instead of a older man in his fifties, but I knew what would be even better than this...

Desire overcoming me, I hungrily tore out Dawn's back, slipping my legs inside hers. I didn't even wait for the tingling sensation to be over before sliding my arms next, immediately covering my mouth preemptively. I was aware of what was about to come, as my genitals vanished deep within me, replaced by Dawn's womb and already wet vagina. I tried my best to muffle the moan of bliss I made. I missed this feeling so much in just three days...

I wanted to bask in this bliss for longer, but I couldn't for now, so I swiftly pulled Dawn's cute face over mine to finish the process. Her skin tightened all over me, my vision whitening as her memories unlocked in my head.

I saw myself growing up in a wealthy but loving family, becoming somewhat sheltered and naive. My introversion prevented me from having many friends as I grew older, but I didn't mind much. I loved reading novels and books, especially historical ones, and decided to pursue a career as a historian, going to college for that purpose. When I was six, I got a younger sister, and we loved each other deeply, even if she was far more extroverted and easygoing than I was.

I opened my icey blue eyes, letting out a soft sigh. Everything felt so wonderful again, as if I was right back where I belonged, like the world regained all its colours. I glanced down, observing my skinny feminine body, grinning happily. My breasts were quite small, but with a lovely shape, and it was so satisfying to see them on my chest.

"You're a nice girl, Dawn, but I need your identity for the time being. I'll take good care of you, don't worry~" I giggled in my cute stolen voice while grabbing the clothes laying on the ground.

I slid up the black panties, covering my dripping pussy. I wanted to relieve myself, but I knew it was neither the time nor place for this, so I did my best to ignore my lust and pulled up the dark nylon pantyhose next, liking the sight of my pretty legs encased in them. I followed with the black bra, clasping it easily. I didn't even have to rely on Dawn's memories, considering I already had experience back when I was Sarah, Carmen, and Angela. Next was the cute shoulderless red shirt and the black skirt, and I completed my outfit by sliding my feet inside the comfy black loafers Dawn had been wearing.

The slightly blurry surroundings made me remember I wasn't wearing Dawn's glasses, so I quickly fixed that, brushing my hair at the same time to finalise my look.

"Much better~ Now, let's restore you, Joseph." I said, storing the form in my bag.

I dressed him and closed my eyes, tweaking his memories to make him forget about me skinning him and searching for a new skin as him. He'll still remember most of our last conversation, too. I did want for Dawn to have this chance. When done, I stabbed his hollow skin and restored him.

Before he could regain consciousness, I quickly left the office, feeling much lighter and at peace, loving the feeling of my skirt and my long hair waving with each step. I was filled with euphoria now that I was finally back inside a woman's skin. It was so liberating...

I had somewhere I needed to go to before returning to my home, so I sent a text to my parents to warn them I'd be late this evening. Dawn's love for them washed over me as I remembered them, something I never experienced before, considering I only truly felt disdain and hate towards my birth parents.

I arrived in front of the college library, spotting the person I was looking for. Dahlia was sitting on the bench, reading a book.

"Hi, do you mind if I sit here?" I asked with a friendly smile.

I texted her this morning when I decided to become Dawn, asking to meet at our previous spot again after class.

She moved a bit out of the way, giving me ample space to sit. "Oh, go ahead. I'm just waiting for someone."

I giggled while sitting. "Me, perhaps?" I didn't want to play tricks on her like I did as Carmen. "It's good to see you, Dahlia. I'm Dawn."

"Cute name, Dawn. I didn't expect to see you here again. What happened?" She asked, only slightly surprised this time.

"The hunter somehow found me." I muttered. "I managed to beat her, sent her a message, and then left."

"You beat her?" Dahlia repeated in shock. "You're alright?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I was prepared this time. I couldn't stay as Angela any longer, though, it would have been too risky. So I thought of returning to college, closer to you." I explained, giving her a friendly smile at the end. "This way, we wouldn't need an excuse to hang out more. You're my only friend, but I still don't know much about you."

Dahlia didn't expect my answer, blushing shyly. "I-I see. I'd like to hang out with you more, too."

"I'll send you a text with my number later, so we can stay in touch, okay?"

"Alright. By the way, what about your plan with Angela?"

"I took the first step, and I trust her to keep getting closer to Claire on her own. I can... watch from afar now that Claire is in good hands." I replied, my voice faltering at the end.

Dahlia clearly noticed it, putting a hand on mine. "Ed..."

"Dawn." I corrected her. "Careful with that, Dahlia."

I can't show my emotions right now... I'm Dawn, not Edward... I repeated in my head to steady myself.

"Sorry. But I can see how much it hurts you. It worries me."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I'll be fine. I just need a bit more time to accept it, that's all. I already spent almost four years without being able to see or directly talk to her. I was used to it. Anyway, I should go or my parents will start to worry. We'll talk more tomorrow."

"Okay. I'll always be here for you if you need anything, Dawn."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "I know. Thank you for that, Dahlia. Have a good evening."

"You too. And good luck."

I waved at her and walked away to my car. It was a red Toyota Corolla, almost brand new. Dawn got it for her twentieth birthday. It was her first car, and she loved it.

Time to meet my new family for the time being. I thought, starting the engine and driving away.