The next morning and a shower

It was a cold morning. The rain still poured outside the house, yet a strange warmth enveloped you. Everything felt dreamlike. You slowly opened your eyes, turning to face your partner, hoping to caress her cheek. However, upon opening your eyes, the familiar warmth was gone.

Beside you was a discarded Chantal skinsuit.

In a state of shock and confusion, you jumped up. Silently, you picked up the skinsuit's arm, hearing the sound of running water from outside the room.

Naked, you strolled to the door, cracking it open to peek outside. Someone was using the bathroom across from your bedroom, the sound of loud music filling the air. It could be Bianca, but you weren't sure.

Stepping back from the door, you thought it was time to greet your new girlfriend. Yet, as you pondered this, your gaze fell on Chantal's empty skinsuit. An intriguing idea crossed your mind. With a smile, you strode over to the suit lying on the bed, tearing off its back.

Getting accustomed to it all, you inserted your toes into the legs of the skinsuit. The tight squeeze made your heart pulse, a sensation that continued as the suit filled and replaced your legs, butt, and thighs. Your arousal began to stir again. Wearing a skinsuit while aroused proved to be tricky. After stretching out the suit and exerting yourself, you managed to encase your excited member within the suit. The sensation was as if you were lightly being sucked. You observed your stomach now housing your erect member.

You began to feel a peculiar tickling sensation in your newly formed vagina. It was disorienting, as if you felt it in two places at the same time. Gradually, the bulge of your penis receded, the throbbing now only apparent in your new vagina and clitoris. Lightly touching it, you felt warm and wet. With a smirk of excitement, you quickly put on the rest of the skinsuit. You delighted in your new hands and eagerly anticipated your growing breasts.

Sitting on the bed, your entire body throbbed with excitement under your new skin. Looking over your shoulder with a grin, you readied yourself for the transformation. Pulling the face of the suit over your head, you felt it tighten, conforming to your features. After adjusting the misaligned cheeks and eyeballs, your former body was nowhere to be found. Only Chantal remained, rising to meet the mirror in the corner of the room. Not a trace of your old self could be seen. Once the opening in the back closed entirely, you shivered, acclimating to your new form. A wicked smile crossed your face as you surveyed your new body.

"Hey Lasse, it's me, your sweet Chantal, the one you made love to yesterday." Your voice rang out, causing a stirring within you. She would never say something like that. Turning your butt to the mirror, you gave it a hard slap, leaving a red mark.

"Ummmm... damn! You don't like this, but your body can't deny it. I feel really aroused hearing myself talk like this.” You smirked again, testing the flexibility of your new body. Despite the size of her breasts, you were surprised at the mobility. You enjoyed the way they moved across your chest as you tried out some yoga poses.

"I've worked up a sweat this morning and I can't wait to surprise Bianca," you whispered, never tiring of hearing Chantal's voice from your lips. Excitement coursed through you as you grabbed a towel, heading for the bathroom. The memory of unlocking the bathroom door was still fresh. As you slowly opened the door, the humming Bianca under the shower was right in front of you.

Her voice, unaware of your presence, continued singing. Quietly, you stepped in, wrapping a towel around your back. The loud music and water drowned out any noise you might have made. She was oblivious to your presence until you embraced her from behind. Startled, she turned to face you, smiling.

"...Hmm, Darling. You're so naughty, teasing a girl alone in the bathroom, and wearing her skinsuit without permission.” She ran her water-soaked hand across your face, pulling you in for a kiss. Your new, long, brown hair was now wet and obstructing your vision, but you didn't care. You wanted her again. Your anticipation and the hot water made your body feel even hotter. Just as you were about to make your move, Bianca pulled away, placing a finger on your lips.

"I know you want to play, Darling. But we should do some light exercises first.” She winked, playfully pulling your hair, before kissing you softly, tenderly, seductively. You let her take control, closing your eyes to savor the moment. The warmth of the water and the intimacy of your wet bodies made time stretch. Embracing her tightly, you opened your eyes to look into her green ones. They bore into you, seeing through you, as if she knew what you were thinking. Kissing her neck, you whispered softly into her ear.

"I like it when you're like this," you confessed in Chantal's voice, caressing her. She chuckled, pushing you away to grab a bottle of shampoo, lathering your hair.

"I'm glad to hear that. So, would you like to 'consume' me with this body tonight?” she teased. Intrigued, you nodded.

"Okay, I'm interested," you replied, washing your hair. You carried on with the routine, your actions guided by Kaya's memory. Despite the mutual caresses and occasional bouts of arousal, the two of you kept things light, enjoying the laughter and intimacy within the shower. After cleaning the Chantal suit and your own body, you stepped out of the shower together. Exchanging towels, you left the bathroom hand in hand, pausing for a sweet kiss and a shared smile.