Fleshing Out the Family

-Fuck, Davie, tell me I'm better than Jessica! Fuck me harder!-.

Trish's voice is a ****, breathless plea as she grinds down on you, her brunette hair disheveled, her hands gripping your shoulders for balance. You oblige, your fingers digging into her hips as you thrust up into her, the bed creaking beneath you. She's tight, so fucking tight, and the way she moans your name sends a jolt of possessive pride through you.

-You're my personal whore, Trish.- You growl, your voice rough with lust: -No one fucks you like I do.-.

She shudders, her body clamping down around you as she comes, her nails raking down your chest. You follow her over the edge, spilling inside her with a groan, your hips jerking uncontrollably. She collapses onto you, her breath hot against your neck, her body still trembling.

-Thank you, dude.- She mumbles, her voice muffled against your skin: -I needed that.-.

You smirk, running a hand through her hair as she rolls off you, lying sprawled on the bed. She's a mess: sweaty, flushed, and utterly spent. You sit up, stretching lazily, and glance at her.

-How's Katie been at school?-.

Trish grins, a sly, knowing look in her eyes: -Oh, we've been keeping ‘Jimmy’ on edge all day. I swear, his pants were about to explode! But it's been so hard, you know? All that teasing, and no chance for relief…-.

-And so, here I am.- You say, chuckling. After leaving your and Katie's clones at school, you'd swung by Jessica's place to pick up your David's skin. Trish had been more than enthusiastic when you showed up at her door, and even more so now that you'd given her exactly what she needed.

-What?- You ask, noticing her giggling.

-Nothing.- She titters: -I was just thinking… Trish could pass as Katie's older sister, don't you think?- she's right—they're both brunettes, while Jessica's a blonde: -And they both had a secret crush on us for years. So, it shouldn't feel that different slipping into her. But I swear, I'm wet all the time.- she pats her still-dripping pussy for emphasis.

-You should treat her with more respect, you know.- You tease, straddling her and sharing her grin. -After all, she's still our best friend.-.

-I know.- She says, her grin widening: -But frankly, I don't give a fuck.-.

You laugh, leaning down to kiss her. It's grotesque, your friend Trish has been reduced to a slutty parody of herself, now and forever your eager servant. But before you can deepen the kiss, there's a knock at the door.

-Guys, juice's downstairs! How's the studying going?- Trish's mom, Erna O'Neil, calls from the other side.

-All good, Mom! We'll be down in a minute!- Trish replies, recovering immediately from the stupor.

You hear her footsteps retreating, and you resume cuddling. Neither of you is particularly worried: your pen is within arm's reach, and you've got everything under control.

-Why don't we zap her too?- She asks as you both start getting dressed. You've already considered turning Erna—and her older daughter Alyson—into your clones, but you've decided to solidify your control over Katie's schoolmates first.

Instead, you have another proposition for Trish.

-Hey, Claire-bear, what's up?-.

The Katie's clone wearing your sister's face turns around, grimacing at the nickname just like the real Claire would. She's sitting at her desk, looking serious and committed, a far cry from the last time you saw her, when she was still wiping Megan's love juices off her face.

-Don't call me that!- She snaps grumpy: -I'm not a kid anymore!-.

-Sure you are, kiddo,- you taunt, snatching her glasses off her face and holding them just out of reach. She jumps, trying to grab them, but you're too tall.

-Hey! That's not funny, David!- She protests, pouting. Then, with a sudden burst of frustration, she stomps on your foot. You yelp, dropping the glasses, and she snatches them back, glaring at you.

-You're an idiot.- She mutters, adjusting her glasses: -Jessica deserves better, you know?-. Or, as she would like to say instead, it's not Jessica who deserves you.

-Maybe.- You say, shrugging: -But that's not what she tells me. We're thinking about moving in together in a few months. And, gosh, she's really pushy.-.

It's a lie, of course, but you want to see how she reacts. After all, Claire is convinced that, inside Jessica's body, there's the real Katie, the one she owes absolute obedience to. But Claire is also Katie, and you've just told her she'll never have her chance with you.

-Well, I… uh… congratulations, I guess.- She stammers, her cheeks flushing.

-Oh, don't be sad.- You tease: -I'll come visit you from time to time. In your den in the forest, when you're not hibernating…-.

-Shut up!- She snaps, crossing her arms: -You're terrible! I should just kick you out of my room.-.

-Yeah, yeah.- You say, waving her off: -By the way, didn't you have some group project after school? How'd it go?-.

Claire's lip twitches, clearly suppressing the intense memories, and she shrugs: -Fine.-.

-Just ‘fine’? What was it about?-.

-A science project.- She says, her voice tense, since when you're so interested in her? -A research on bacteria.-.

-A project or a research?- You press, feigning confusion.

-A project that involves research!- She blurts out, her frustration boiling over: -Honestly, why do you care?-.

-Okay, okay, sorry.- You say, holding up your hands in mock surrender: -And did you do more research inside Hana's pussy or Yuna's?-.

Her mouth drops open, and then she sighs, shaking her head: -Damn it! You really got me, Katie. I thought you wouldn't do that anymore.-.

You give her a knowing wink.

-So, now David's all ours?- She asks, a smirk creeping onto her face: -Like we always wanted, huh?-.

-Claire!- You exclaim, acting like the real, naughty Katie would have done at your place: -Are you telling me you have a crush on me, your older sibling?-.

-That's right, big bro.- She purrs, dropping to her knees and pressing her cheek against your crotch: -I've always fantasized about losing my virginity to you. I can be a much better girlfriend than that blonde hussy you usually bang.-.

-And what about her little sister?-.

She hesitates, and you pinch her nose, stepping back and relishing the confusion you've instilled in her. You then gesture for her to follow you downstairs, and when you reach the living room, she gasps at the sight of four skins lying on the couch.

-Wow! We're replacing them too now?-.

-Actually, I was thinking of something else…- You say, trailing off as four people walk into the room. Claire gasps as she recognizes them immediately: Jessica, Mrs. Hunt, another Katie, and Trish, all naked and grinning.

-Hey there, bestie.- ‘Katie’ says, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. Claire giggles, still confused but clearly excited.

-Hey there, old me. What brings you here?-.

-Well, Claire.- Jessica says, resting a hand on her sister's chest from behind: -My boyfriend couldn't stop talking about his awesome family while he was pounding me earlier, so I thought it was time for the Hunts to have a little holiday. You know, to get more intimate with our future in-laws.-.

-And they were sweet enough to include me too!- Trish adds, slapping Jessica's ass. Jess turns and kisses her, while Mrs. Hunt smiles down at them.

-Of course we did, sweetie. After all, you're part of the family too now. And since we will soon become a unique family with the Andersons, David had a brilliant idea: what better way to get to know my daughter's mother-in-law than slipping under her skin?- She says, ogling at Marie's deflated form.

Claire's eyes widen as she realizes your plan. And judging by how quickly she starts stripping, she's more than eager to be part of it. You get naked too, and the six of you corner the four skins, ready to make your move.

-You know.- Katie says, mimicking Claire's earlier grimace: -I still remember how you freaked out when I told you about the pens. My best friend, calling me crazy! It really got under my skin… so now it's my turn to get under yours!-.

Claire hesitates for a moment but then starts taking off her current skin. You do the same with yours, and soon there are three naked Katies in the room. Only that, just one of them is the real Katie, and she has no idea she's surrounded by proverbial wolves in sheep's clothing.

The other Katie takes Claire's skin, and you watch carefully as she slips into it. It's the first time you've seen a member of your family being worn (minus the memory inherited by Katie's mind), and the process is fascinating. When ‘Claire’ is back, she flexes her new limbs, grinning.

-Damn, sis, you're really blind!- She says, putting on her glasses. You freeze for a moment: your clone had momentarily forgotten he was supposed to be Katie, not David, and the ‘sis’ slipped out. The former Claire looks confused, but you quickly toss Tina's skin to her.

-Sure, why not? I thought you could be Mom, but Tina's okay too.- You say, diverting Katie's attention from the back clip that Claire receives from Jessica. Trish instead wears your skin, stroking your cock with a satisfied grin: just like the real Katie and Trish would do, she acts excited to be finally one with her crush. Mrs. Hunt, meanwhile, is wearing your mom's skin, only the face left.

-From one MILF to another.- She says, finally wearing Marie Anderson's visage. Jessica is halfway into your dad, and you're left with your older brother Nick. As you slip into his skin, you notice he's a bit less average than you: some more abs there, some more biceps there. Though, as the nerves of his cock connect to your groin, you can constate that he's smaller than you.

You then turn to ‘Tina,’ who's looking down at herself in amazement. No wonder: where Claire has some belly fatness, Tina's body is toned, her face angelic, and her curves in all the right places.

-Alright, guys.- You say in your voice new, deeper voice.

-Time for some family time.-.