Decision time

Consciousness came softly, a gradual awakening slowly filtering down to my pleasure soaked brain. My eyes flicked open, seeing the sunny ceiling, before I eventually leaned up out of the bed. The room in front of me was a lot bigger and nicer than the one I usually woke up in. Framed posters of 90s bands were hung on the wall, the drawers, the wardrobe, and the well-considered décor was all colorful, 90s inspired and quite girly.

“My” sense of style is pretty cute…

A smile spread over my lips, before I looked down at the body I was wearing. Perky breasts sat on my chest, while smooth white legs spread out and disappeared under the covers. Between the boobs and the obvious lack of any kind of penis in between my legs, my heart felt a strange and perverse enjoyment, a weird euphoria at looking down and seeing a body so different from the relatively bland one I’d have my whole life, and the total thrill of having the body of such an attractive girl.

Yesterday was amazing…

A warm smile stayed on my lips as I slid out of bed, careful not to wake Jimmy. Between our antics as Emmy and Lisa in the morning, and how we’d spent the night with me in Ashley, it was safe to say we’d taken our relationship to the next level. I quietly slid Ashley’s silk bathrobe into me, loving the smooth way it seemed to glide against my soft skin, and went to the kitchen.

I poured myself a glass of orange juice as I waited for some toast to pop up, sighing contentedly. I don’t think I could ever remember a morning where I felt this good. As I rolled the memories around in my head, all satisfied, I noticed what was spread out on the couch.

It’s a good thing “I” don’t have room mates…

Not even the latent horror of seeing them deflated could take away from the beauty inherent to both Emmy and Lisa, as their empty husks sat on the couch. I sat down in between them, crossing my legs as I relaxed, enjoying the citrus zing from my juice.

Now I’ve worn all three of them… three best friends, each a beautiful, affectionate and intelligent young woman. All three studying to be doctors… really, all of their lives are so much better than mine.

I closed my eyes as I ruminated on it, before sliding into Ashley’s memory editor.

I’m becoming a natural at this…

I found myself standing in a cute café, sunny scenes reminiscent of California outside. It was like a picture postcard version of 1990s Venice beach, filled with beautiful people walking around, all smiles.

Ashley really is a cute and happy girl, it makes sense this kind of scene would represent her, deep down.

I plucked up a menu, finding the things to order replaced with memories I could view. Ashley, being the star of her schools musical. Dating a guy from the basketball team as a teenager, having her heart broken, and then dating a guy from the baseball team soon after. It seemed Ashley maybe didn’t have the best luck with the quality of guys she dated, but it never stopped her from trying to find love again.

Flicking to the end of the menu, I found the empty pages, blank and ready to be filled with new memories. I didn’t have to amend what I’d done with Jimmy too much; the deflation scene being removed, and any references to skinwalkers and such going too. Really, I’d stayed mainly in character, so Ashley wasn’t getting much of an edit compared to what had really happened. Maybe she normally wouldn’t have been quite so fast on a first date to end it with raw sex, but she’d just chalk it up to being extremely attracted to Jimmy when she woke up, and a feeling of just being ready for love that wasn’t really different to how she’d been feeling anyway.

My amendments to her memories complete, I drifted out of the depths of her psyche and opened her eyes to her apartment again, noting that less than 5 seconds had passed in the physical world while I’d been inside Ashley’s internal one.

Reaching to the back of my neck, sweeping aside long blonde hair, I peeled open a gap in her skin, revealing my own, male back beneath. The rush of cold was unpleasant, and there was an almost miserable emotion in my heart as I worked my way out of her.

I guess my skinwalker side really liked Ashley as my vessel… although I had that same horrible feeling leaving Lisa and Emmy too. I guess that side of me recognizes just how high quality these girls really are.

I sat Ashley’s empty, deflated body in between her friends, and walked naked over to the toaster. A quick buttering later, and I was munching on breakfast while I sat on the chair across from the couch, watching the three skinsuits intently. Of course, I didn’t have my male clothes with me, left behind in Lisa’s bedroom. I was going to leave Ashley’s apartment wearing one of these skins and their clothes, taking Emmy and Lisa back home to restore them.

It’s maybe a little wrong to think, but…

I bit my lip, feeling dissatisfied with how much less enjoyable it was to bite my own instead of one of the girl’s.

… What if I kept one of them? Just kept being her, even just for a bit? It wouldn’t be wrong if I eventually return her, right? It’ll just be a vacation from my own life for a while.

The idea tumbled around my head, excitement bubbling up from deep inside me. I could feel my boner harden at the idea, but it wasn’t just fetish driven lust that made me crave being one of these girls.

Being any one of the three was just, such a huge upgrade over my life already. Looking in the mirror and seeing a gorgeous face, the tactile pleasures of feeling their long hair tickle down a soft back. The sensation of sitting down, cushioned by a plush ass, or speaking in a girl’s voice, like music to my ears. Even just thinking! All three of them were notably smarter than I was, so when I wore them I could feel my thoughts come faster and clearer, like everything was so much smoother. That wasn’t even getting started on the sexual pleasure available with any of them, having her breasts and pussy available at all times, for me to experience all their pleasure…

I really, really think I have to do this… going straight back to my own bland life would be way too heartbreaking!

But that raises the question… which one should I keep?

I looked at Lisa first, the waves of her glossy black hair shining a little in the light. Lisa was my crush at the start of the year, and the girl who’s skin I’d spent the longest amount of time in. Her proportions were perfect, and her personality was too. In many ways, I knew taking her body would almost be like taking the idealized female skin, so close to perfection physically, mentally and socially that it was like you would be playing life on easy mode. And no matter what, she was so totally my type…

On the other side of the couch sat Emmy, her skinsuit the shortest of the three, to match her stature when inflated too. Emmy was undeniably fun to be, her fiery personality being so fun to roleplay, while her funsize height was a hilarious novelty to experience being. That wasn’t even getting started on her body, as even being the shortest she was still the curviest of the three, with the best ass. The perverse craving to try anal as her crept into my head, a desire I’d still yet to realize…

Finally, Ashley lay in the middle, blonde hair cascading like a halo around her deflated face. Slipping inside of her would let me fully explore this new dimension of my relationship with Jimmy, taking the time to see just what we could be, right at the beginning, the moment when Ashley officially becomes his girlfriend. Of course, with the memories I’d given her, the real girl will become his girlfriend anyway, but what was her personality compared to having your best friend, wrapped up tight in the skin of your crush? I could probably just become Ashley full time, with Jimmy’s knowledge. He probably wouldn’t be able to resist the possibilities of having me inside her…

Or… maybe I could take Ashley’s identity without Jimmy knowing? Thoughts of faking her getting restored, maybe a text message sent when I left back Emmy and Lisa, while really I was staying wrapped in Ashley flew to my mind. The exquisite nature of a deception like that was so addictive to think about, Jimmy enjoying his time with his crush, his cute new girlfriend, while really it would be me behind her eyes, roleplaying to the max while stealing every shred of her pleasure, and her time with her friends. The idea seemed so fiendish, I couldn’t resist craving it.

My cock pulsed a little between my legs as I sat, the lust my body felt at each one of these fantasies not failing to inspire deep desire in me.