She gets memories

After thinking for a while, she began to twist the gun in her hands. Before her eyes, the growing bulge in her boxers put an end to her decision. She started to get a little nervous and put the gun to her temple again.

"Hahahaha I'm not going to die I hope ... I hope I don't turn into skin..."

Now she could roughly feel what suicides felt. To reduce the temperature, she rubbed her bulge with one hand. Overexcited, she pulled the trigger and a white beam of light passed through her head.

"Khhhhhh! Aaaaaaaaaarghhh!"

She dropped the gun and clutched her head. Too much information was being fed into her untrained brain. His name was Peter and he was in the same class as her brother Mark. And he was always bullying Mark. At home, he had a large collection of latex costumes and almost every day he took whores to his house and made love to them. Her hips were beginning to move of their own accord, and her hand was reaching for the bulge.

"I can feel everything! I remember everything! Hahahaha! Sex is wonderful!"

With the rush of pleasant memories from hundreds of nights spent, her brain was overwhelmed with pleasure, causing her cock to ejaculate again. She continued to play with it and enjoy it.

Then there was the flashback where he finds this gun in the yard by the trash can. It had two modes "Skin" which was enabled and "Memory". With an evil smile, he came up with a plan. He was just skipping classes and passing by the house where Mark lives, and just for the sake of interest, he decided to make fun in a new way. Soon, their mother returned from work early and headed home. Then Peter ambushed her and shot her in the back without warning. Before she could unlock the door, she was just a pile of leather on the threshold. Surprised and equally excited, Peter picked up the leather and entered their house. She could feel how Peter felt when he put on a woman's skin and then masturbated all day until they arrived, he was so taken with her body. This brought her to another orgasm, followed by more. When it was over, she finally found the strength to stop and go to the shower to wash up.

She stood with her hand on the wall, catching her breath after so many male orgasms. They didn't hold a candle compared to the women's ones, but it was a new experience that a girl would never have experienced. Therefore, this experience is as interesting for a woman as a man is interested in a woman.

"Why do I feel so playful… And in such anticipation"

She looked down at her hand – a man's hand.

"Why do I already imagine how tomorrow I will go to my guys and we will start knocking money out of weaklings again… Why does the thought make me feel so good?..."

Her cock started to rise again. The warm drops that trickled down his cock passed through the glans of his head, arousing him even more. Perhaps her feminine nature caused her new male member to be more excitable, as if she had as many nerve endings in her glans head as in her pussy.

"I'm Peter… Heh-heh-heh… Well maybe I'll be a guy a little longer"

Then the image of Peter bullying Mark popped into her head. I threw out his bag and took his lunch. Even a few times it came to fights in which Mark naturally lost. Her heart began to ache a little. She clutched her head again and squatted down in the shower.

"No... what am I thinking... Mark is my brother ... brother… I'm Veronica… I am! Damn It!!!"

She clutched the back of her head with her hands and started tearing at the skin. With the thought томthat she was Mark's sister and not Peter the bully, her skin gave way and opened. A gap appeared on her back and she immediately removed the mask from her face. Her heavy breathing was punctuated by the sound of water. The memories receded and seemed so far away, as if it were a dream.

She was looking at the inside of the mask and the suit that was pulled down to her stomach. She saw her female breasts again and was even happy to play with them. But she also noticed that she couldn't feel her cock anymore. She pushed aside the lying torso and saw that it was deflated, the crotch was disconnected from hers and now she could feel her pussy again. She ran her finger over her labia to make sure. She jerked at the high sensitivity of her clit and pulled her hands away.

"Damn it! Mark will be here soon!"

She stripped off the rest of it and washed herself and her dirty suit urgently. After which, she quickly returned to her room and hid everything in her closet. Namely, the skin of his mother and Peter, a latex suit, latex boxers and a gun so that Mark does not accidentally find it.

"I'm home" - Mark called from the doorway.

"I managed to..." - breathed Veronica and went to meet her brother.