The door opening

“Alright girl, we’re coming to get you!”

Ashley burst through the door, beaming a bright smile, which quickly turned to embarrassment as she turned as fast as she’s entered and left again.

“Oh sorry, sorry! I figured you’d at least be dressed by now!”

I stood, blushing after a cute girl like Ashley had just walked in on me naked. Well… not exactly me I suppose, sweeping some of my long dark hair aside with my feminine hand and folding my arms under my breasts before pouting. Glancing at the mirror, the girl whose body I was wearing looked truly gorgeous.

“I’ll be out in a minute, silly!” I laughed, a huge thrill coming over me as Lisa’s melodious voice flowed from my mouth, her stolen personality putting me at ease enough to act natural. I didn’t really know what to wear, looking at the mess of clothes on the floor, so I decided I’d just wear what Lisa had on last night. I picked up her black lace panties, discarded on the floor, and brought them close to my face, breathing in her scent. My scent, now I thought, my pussy seeming to squeeze a little with excitement at the thought. I was getting utterly wrapped in the perversion of the situation.

I slid her panties up my now smooth and shapely legs, feeling them flush flat and tight against my crotch and ride up my ass a little, the unfamiliar feeling of lace between my legs getting me a little wet just at the sensation. Sliding her bra on, I ransacked her memories and slid it on with the practiced precision of a young woman who’s done this hundreds of times before, and felt the satisfying support alleviating a little of the weight of her double-d’s from my shoulders.

Slipping into a her black croptop and tight black skirt, I finished the look with some heeled black boots, enjoying the novelty of putting on shoes that were way too small for my ordinary feet but fit perfectly now I had Lisa’s.

Sitting down at her make-up table, I started quickly applying her usual routine, moving just as she did every day but feeling so exotic as I did so. I’d never worn make-up before, or had it applied, so being able to put it on like I did this everyday was an unfamiliar thrill. Pushing my legs together and feeling the soft skin meet similarly felt amazing, although a little embarrassing too. It really felt like I was cross dressing, but one glance down at my body and I could tell right now I was all woman.

Finishing up, I twirled for the mirror and blew a kiss, my heart jumping a little for joy. Lisa was so beautiful! Between her face, her body and her style it was all a combination that no-one could resist, and now that I was the one wearing that face it felt so luxurious.

I started walking towards the door, the slight heel pushing out my ass and making my hips sway a little, sending little jiggles of pleasure through my female form. I was about ready to meet with her friends and head out to enjoy the day, how would a walk around campus as someone else feel…?