Being Seo-Yun

Before returning to Seo-Yun's home, I had to stop by the college again to get her car. I didn't even think about searching whether or not she had one after becoming her, I had too much things going on. Her car was a recent Audi TTS with a metallic grey paint, a typical sports car for young and rich people.

I sat on the comfortable leather seat and turned on the engine. Seo-Yun apparently wanted to get something even more luxurious in the future but I didn't care, this car was already extremely satisfying to be in and to drive, I didn't plan to get anything else for the time being.

She lived alone in the suburbs, in a fairly large two-storey house big enough for a whole family. As I drove closer, I could see that it seemed to be a posh area. There were lots of expensive-looking houses and cars around. Lots of sharply dressed middle-aged people too. It kinda reminded me of the district I grew up in back in my hometown.

I parked in the garage of my new home, impressed by the sight. It was far smaller than my parents' manor, but it was still a lot bigger than most houses I'd been to. Far bigger than what I would have needed before.

I walked inside, the living room spacious and cozy with a 4k TV on the wall and a large leather couch. A well-equipped kitchen was connected to the room. Surprisingly, Seo-Yun did cook most of her meals, even some taught by the parents she hated, like typical Korean dishes. Past this was a laundry room and a bathroom, standard stuff. On the first floor were three bedrooms but one only served to store most of her clothes. Seo-Yun being a model, she had an absurd amount of shirts, skirts, dresses, pants, shoes, and even lingerie.

Despite having her memories, I was intrigued and went to check there first, just to see how different it was compared to my basic - and pretty boring by Seo-Yun's standards - male wardrobe. I wasn't disappointed when I opened the door, greeted by the dazzling sight of an immense shoe closet sporting dozens and dozens of pairs of heels, boots, flats, sneakers, sandals...

Next to it was a shelf filled with designer handbags of various colours. I had absolutely no idea why anyone would need that many bags, but it was an impressive collection nonetheless. On the other side were two wardrobes, one for coats and dresses, the other for shirts, skirts, and pants. Finally, a large tallboy dresser contained her bras, panties, socks, pantyhose, stockings, and all the rest of the lingerie.

I stood there for a few minutes, stunned, having a hard time realising that all of these were mine now. Inside me, I felt some pride from Seo-Yun's soul, she loved her collection of clothes. And my newfound narcissism really wanted me to try these clothes myself, to see how beautiful I'd be in all of these... I opened one of the wardrobes and took out a party dress at random, a black open-back one with glitter and sheer sleeves. The fabrics were so soft, it most likely would be incredibly comfy and sexy to wear. Just imagining how I'd look inside it was making me aroused again...

I shook my head and took a deep breath, stowing the dress back and closing the wardrobe. I couldn't let these feelings overwhelm me, I didn't want to turn into a complete narcissistic pervert... And I would most likely get the chance to wear some of these clothes soon anyway...

What I did was grab a pajama shorts and shirt and went to the bathroom. Seo-Yun had a large bathtub and I was looking forward to taking a relaxing bath, as the flat I've been living in with Claire only had a shower. It had been a while since I last had the opportunity to take a bath.

I filled the bathtub, making sure to warm it up just enough and to use the same products Seo-Yun always used, as she had a very specific routine she followed to keep her skin flawless. I then sank in, the hot water feeling so good against my smooth skin. I didn't remember baths being that enjoyable when I was still a man, it was so relaxing I felt I could fall asleep in it.

I made sure to wash myself properly, doing my best to avoid masturbating inside the bath despite my ever growing arousal. I could do that in the bed later on, it wasn't like with Laura where I tried to respect her boundaries. I decided to take this body, I didn't have to feel ashamed about it.

After that, I dried my hair and went to the kitchen to cook myself something. Since I never had the chance to eat Korean food before, I decided to prepare a Korean dish that didn't seem too complicated to make: Bibimmyeon, or cold noodles.

Seo-Yun's usual way to make it was with some tuna, an egg, and a few vegetables. She prefered fish over the classic one with beef because it was easier to make. I put on some music on her phone, my kind of music, and cooked for about half an hour.

Hearing the rock and metal tracks in the background made me wonder how good I would look should I try a goth style like Aurora. Asian goths weren't all that common, but my prideful side was confident I'd look stunning no matter what I wear.

Once done, I sat at the table and started to eat. It was absolutely delicious, making me proud of my cooking skills. Not that I was bad before, I knew how to cook basic dishes, but Seo-Yun was still more skilled than me in that domain.

Finally, after this very eventful day, I went to discover my bedroom. An elegant bedroom with a king-sized bed and various pictures of Seo-Yun's modelling shots, alongside a few posters of movies. She also obviously had a well-equipped vanity table with a large mirror and a box full of different lipsticks, eyeliners, eye shadows, and other kinds of make-up.

She had a functional mid-end laptop and no game console in sight, which was a bit disappointing, even if expected.

I'll have to buy one for when Claire or Dahlia come visit.

I laid on the bed, Seo-Yun's scent filling my nose as I did so. It was my scent now. I noticed as I caressed my smooth stomach how quickly I became possessive of this body, wondering if her prideful narcissistic personality might have been indirectly influencing me.

Did Dahlia choose Seo-Yun knowing I might become too attached to her body?

I didn't believe Dahlia would do anything with bad intentions but it was something she could have done to try to make me accept my skinwalker side more easily...

It doesn't matter for now, I'll ask her tomorrow.

It wasn't like I would remove her if that were the case. I already took my decision, I would use Seo-Yun's influence to my advantage and do good.

My hand moved lower, reaching my heated lower abdomen. I was already craving for Dahlia to finger me again, but I was alone, so I had to do it myself. I started to touch myself, teasing my breast with one hand and slowly rubbing my vagina with my fingers, sending pleasant waves through my body.

I imitated what Dahlia did and stroked my clitoris, moaning as the pleasure became more intense.

God, it feels so much better than masturbation as a man...

I kept doing this for a moment, my vagina dripping wet and dirtying my shorts, before inserting a finger inside me, then two. My moans turned into squeals as I fingered myself vigorously to climax, my mind going blank as bliss overtook me.

I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked on it, my love juice still as delicious as when I first tasted them earlier today.

As I peacefully drifted off, a thought formed in my mind.

Being a woman... really isn't so bad...