The two of you go to Jessica's and try to fool her family

"Come on, Jessica. Get dressed. Let's go to your place and see if you know it all there and can fool them."

She hands you Jessica's clothes again and then starts putting on her own. She grabs a bag and stuffs David's clothes and something else in it while you slip on Jessica's panties and bra without a thought since Jessica's memories of doing it for years guide you expertly. You don't argue since it feels right to get dressed as Jessica and go to your - her house. The David in you only makes a hint he would rather take off Jessica and restore her. He also thinks he'd like to know how good these pens are by impersonating Jessica. That just seems so strange because you just feel and think that you are Jessica.

"Hey, mom. I'm going over to Jessica's. Be back whenever," Trish calls as you walk by the kitchen towards the front door.

"OK. Hey, wait! Where's David?" she asks sticking her head out of the kitchen and not seeing the real you.

"Oh, he jumped out the window and said he would race us there," Trish replies. As Mrs. O'Neill gives Trish that motherly look of disbelief, you hope you can hide your own surprised expression. "Guys - what can we say. He's Jess's boyfriend. What do you expect."

She discretely elbows you causing the Jessica in you to blurt with a smile, "Crazy but cute," and shrug.

With that, you both leave in your - Jessica's - car. In a few minutes, you arrive to find no one home, so you just go up to your, Jessica's room.

"Well, this is a bust. Might as well take her off now, crazy-but-cute" Trish giggles and flops on Jessica's bed.

The longer you're in the skin with these memories, the more you really feel that you are Jessica. Everything in this room seems perfectly normal. You know where everything is, all of Jessica's clothes and even each of her special stuffed animals. It takes a moment to understand what Trish means by "take her off" and a few more to let the David that you really are get to the surface.

"OK. Then we'll get her back to normal. How we gonna explain all this to her?" you ask while folding Jessica's clothes neatly on her dresser as her mind has you do.

"Oh, yeah. Don't worry. Leave that to me."

"What about the, ah, you know?"

"Don't worry, David. I'll cover for you. That was just between us. I'll only use it to **** you when I need to," she teases with a smirk.

After you pull Jessica's head-mask off, you turn to Trish to remind her of something that you got with Jessica's memories so you can tease her back, but you can't remember what it was. In fact, you realize that all Jessica's thoughts are now gone.

"Well, here's another mystery about the pens solved. I no longer have any of Jessica's memories."

Trish jerks up in surprise and asks, "None?"

"Only those when I was being her. Not anything that she's experienced as herself."

It sounds very odd the way you're talking about her, and you still feel guilty about wearing her and doing what you did to make you feel so good. Having those memories was like gaining some insight into your girlfriend, so you hope whatever it was is still in your subconscious so you can be a better boyfriend.

As you pull off the rest of Jessica's skin, you turn away in modesty so as not to show your privates to Trish.

"Good to know," she says.

(Author: Wordsmitty)