Getting freshened up

We lay there together, lost in the huge rush from everything we’d done, my long hair matted against Lisa’s breasts as I lay on their plush cushion. I felt her arms wrap around me, cuddling me, making me feel so safe in the arms of the woman I loved.

Being small as I wear Emmy has a lot of perks…

I smiled as I cuddled into her, enjoying the sensation of her breathing.

“Mmm, Emmy, you feel so good in my arms…”

My heart fluttered hearing her say that, a sensation of gentle bliss ticking through us both as we lay, before a sudden realization jerked me up.

“Ohhh shit… Ashley was meant to be coming over.”

“How long have we been here?”

I quickly fumbled for Emmy’s phone in the corner of the pocket of her discarded jeans, face ID letting me inside without problem. There was a succession of missed texts and calls from Ashley, first asking about meeting up, before giving up and just heading to class alone.

“Guess we really lost track of time, huh…?”

I commented, sheepishly.

“What are we going to do? We’ve only been her friends for a few hours and already we’ve disappointed her.”

Even though Jimmy sounded a little glum letting his crush down like that, there was enough lingering lust in his voice to let me know he hadn’t exactly regretted how we’d spent this morning.

“Well, we’ve missed our first lecture, so… I guess we should just freshen up? C’mon.”

I grabbed “Lisa’s” hands as I took her to the en-suite bathroom, leading her to the shower.

“Showering together?”

“We’re both girls, what’s there to be embarrassed about?”

I teased, causing the recently made woman beside me to blush. I pulled her under the warm stream of the water, both of our bodies growing comfy under it. I could hear her suck some air through her teeth, the richer sensations from Lisa’s skin translating to her.

I’d showered in that skin already, so I knew just how much more pleasurable it was to clean it than my own. I poured a dollop of Lisa’s body wash on my hands and began lathering it on her body, the smell of flowers and strawberries filling the air.

“Wha- what are you doing?”

She squealed, just a little, as I caressed her boobs with my body wash laden hands.

“Mhmm, isn’t it so much more pleasurable having someone to wash you? You’re my best friend Lisa, let me spoil you.”

She whimpered a little with a blush as she surrendered herself to my care, moaning slightly, embarrassed at how much she was enjoying something so simple. Seeing her so bashful and shy like this, trying to hide how much she loved my touch, was so cute it was turning me on.

I traced her breasts and gave them a squeeze, feeling so indulgent under Emmy’s small fingers, before I ran my hands down to her hips and butt, lathering, squeezing and caressing. My hands slid around her thighs, down to her calves, tracing the outline of her toes on her dainty little feet, before I stood back up to my full, majestic height of around five foot nothing and let a big streak of body wash drip down my own front.

“Here, let me clean your body all at once.”

I flashed a winning smiled before running my body on hers, the body wash lathering as our soft, wet skins ran together, both sets of nipples hardening from the luscious sensations.

“Let me wash you too, Emmy.”

Lisa’s voice sounded part Goddess, part mother as she whispered it, the sound of the body wash pooling in her palm coming just before I felt her hands on my back, moving down and rubbing.

Her touch felt so good too! Especially when she traced my hips, before running around to my ass and squeezing it. It was so surreal feeling her fingers dig into me as I moaned into her, the feeling of having so much more to enjoy back there than what I’d ever had before, the fingertips finding purchase where as myself there would have just been empty air. I restrained myself from begging her to try fingering my asshole, the urges to try anal play as Emmy getting stronger the longer I stayed wrapped up inside her skin.

As I wrapped my arms around her soaked body, I felt a different kind of wetness burning at my slit, the motion from our explicitly female, drenched skins rubbing together in the shower turning me on so much. I couldn’t resist slipping a finger inside Lisa, hearing a little yelp from her as I dug around her pussy.

She followed it up with a finger inside me, a girly little shriek leaving my lips as she violated me too. Immediately my hot love juices seemed to roll down her fingers, mixing with the shower water as I moaned, fingers pressing in and out.

Her insides seemed more slick than usual, as I brought my own fingers out and discovered the reason why; she was still so full of my hot, sticky cum,

I met her eyes as I took a big globule of it out of her and brought it to my lips, greedily sucking my own seed off Emmy’s fingers. Lisa’s eyes were wide, astonished at the perversion but growing even wetter at the disgusting audacity of it. We brought each other to knee weakening orgasm before stumbling out of the shower; externally clean but inside, filthier than ever before.

Back in Lisa’s room, feet feeling the push warmth of her carpet, I wasted no time in slipping into Emmy’s bra and panties, eliciting a comment from Jimmy.

“Hey… how do you do that?”

“Do what?”

I asked casually, while maneuvering into her skinny jeans. I hadn’t realized how tough jeans could be on women; getting the tight denim over Emmy’s wide hips to her narrow waist was difficult to say the least.

“Just… put on her bra so easily. You look exactly like her. Like Emmy, I mean. If I didn’t know, there’s no way I would think it was really you inside there.”

“Hmm, it’s all her muscle memory… and her ordinary memories too. I’m more than just wearing her skinsuit, rather I have all of her inside with me, to use as I please. If I wanted to, I could be Emmy forever, and assume her personality totally, living exactly how she would have. Pretty cool, huh?”

I flashed a cheeky grin at Jimmy as I slid into my tank top and started putting on Emmy’s shoes, completing my transformation into a respectable girl.

“It’s a shame I can’t do that with Lisa…”

I pondered what he’d said. True, it would be a lot easier if I could share a soul, passing it between, the way skinwalkers likely can. But then, it seemed as though Jimmy wasn’t totally lacking Lisa, at least in body.

“Check it out.”

I lifted the full length mirror, noting it was more challenging when I was Emmy than it would have been as me, and turned it to Jimmy. He blushed, seeing himself wearing Lisa’s naked body.

“Wow…”

“Haha, no, I mean at how you’re standing!”

It was as funny as it was endearing seeing him awestruck and in a state of happy wonder everytime the female body he’d acquired was seen.

“Huh? Wait… you’re right. I… I look just like her.”

It was true. Beyond just the physical appearance, it seemed he’d been defaulting to Lisa’s mannerisms ever since putting on her skin. It was part of why sex with him had been so ecstatic; it seemed so much like how Lisa would have naturally reacted, I couldn’t get enough of seeing it.

“I think the muscle memories at least, are coded into a skin to a certain extent. You won’t be able to tell someone Lisa’s favorite food when she was nine, but you should be able to walk, sit, run, play sports any way she can when you wear her.”

I smiled at how happy it seemed to make him, before handing him Lisa’s bra.

“Here; try it now.”

He fumbled a little putting it on, but sure enough he was quickly able to get it on; securing Lisa’s gorgeous big breasts once again.

“This is amazing…”

He quietly intoned, blushing furiously as he pulled her panties up smooth legs, experimentally feeling how flat they sat at the front, and how they rode up his new bubble butt. I was laughing a little as I watched, admiring how cute it all looked from the outside, and even feeling nostalgic. It was only a short time since I’d become a girl too, but seeing a first timer experience things all brand new warmed my heart.

“And now…”

I stretched out the gorgeous satin dress to him, purple shining in the warm sunlight on the blinds of Lisa’s window.

“I’m going to wear something like this…?”

He said it as much for his own benefit as mine, small embellishments of taboo shame being torn down to make way for the realization of his hidden desires of the heart. He slid the dress on, letting me come up behind and adjust it, almost shivering as tingles of pleasure moved through Lisa’s body; the smooth, sensual material being a joy to wear on Lisa’s freshly washed skin.

“Now, sit down and let me do your make-up.”

Almost in a daze, he let me sit him at Lisa’s make-up table, as I started using her expensive products to enhance her already beautiful face. I could tell this was a rush for him; having never worn makeup and now having it applied for him, being pampered like this being a true treat.

More than that, seeing the eyeliner and foundation making up Lisa’s face, and knowing that was him right now… wearing something as explicitly feminine as make-up would be thrilling enough on his ordinary male face, but seeing it go so fittingly on his new, female face was a much more exhilarating experience.

I was getting a lot of pleasure from this too. The skill and precision in my hands, knowing just what products to use… all of it was stolen from Emmy and Lisa’s souls, wearing both of them in turn. Emmy was slightly more knowledgeable about eyeliner, Lisa knew a little more about lipstick, and with both personalities slid over my own, unassuming male one I knew the most about it all. I giggled as I relaxed into the role of girly best friend, making Lisa look pretty for her day. I was loving playing Emmy’s role so much more than being myself…

I let Jimmy marvel at his face while I applied Emmy’s make-up myself, struggling to put on her lipstick as I kept smiling at “Lisa” blowing kisses in the mirror and looking closely at the way her eyes looked a little bigger and brighter with even small cosmetic touches.

“Ready to go meet Ashley?”

I smiled as Lisa’s eyes widened, the boy inside of her a mix of nerves and excitement about meeting his crush in the guise of her friend.

“Sure!”