Wearing the boyfriend

He was so lost in the bliss he barely registered as the spines pierced him, the speed at which they did their work moving too quickly for him to even react. I watched with horrified fascination as he crumpled away into a hollow skin, starting at his extremities and moving towards the spines, like a juice carton being sucked clean.

Inside me too, I felt something! At first it was like a pressure, like almost like the first time I’d been penetrated and filled, but mentally. I felt Frank inside me, I was absorbing his soul! It was almost uncomfortable, until I felt whatever skinwalker side of me existed seem to stretch and open wider, accommodating the souls of both Frank and Alicia.

Both of them inside me… I felt both personalities flowing around. It felt like Alicia’s was much stronger and more vibrant though, at least now; whichever skin you’re wearing must affect which personality and soul you could feel more I guessed.

I swallowed as I held his skin up. It seemed so big! Being blacked out when I’d skinned Alicia meant this was totally new to me. It had been so disturbing… but I couldn’t deny my pussy felt hot. Settling rushes of pleasure too had emerged from my brain as I’d felt Frank’s soul enter me; My Alex side feeling the twisted power of it, and my Alicia side rejoicing at becoming one with Frank in a way they’d never been able to before.

It was with morbid fascination that I let that same Alicia side ran rampant as I held the skin, enjoying how it was her who craved deeply to wear Frank now that he was a skin.

“After all, who wouldn’t want to be the one they love?”

I spoke in her voice, an evil smile taking Alicia’s normally pure and wholesome face. It seemed like she craved getting in his skin even more than I did; I couldn’t believe how kinky she was under the surface. It’s not like Alicia would ever have thought something like that normally; but now I knew if she had the same powers as I, she would have absolutely used them, at least to try.

Remembering my original mission, I let Frank’s skin drop to the floor and stood, my legs still weak from being so thoroughly fucked just a few moments ago. How would I get out of Alicia’s skin? I didn’t remember getting into it… the last thing I remember I was myself, and then I was having sex with her boyfriend in her body. How would this even make sense anyway, she was so much smaller than me?

I ran my hands down my small waist and felt how it flared out at the hips, small tingles of sensation thrilling me while the traced the outline of my obviously female anatomy. It was amazing, now that I was really stopping to think about it. This strange power I’d been given…

I thought about how the original monster, the skinwalker, had emerged from Lisa’s skin just a few days ago. It’d reached to the back of its neck and pulled…

I did the same, feeling around the base of my neck for something, some kind of zipper, or nub or something, but felt nothing amiss, simply the soft gentle skin of the girl I was supposed to be right now. A frightening thought came to me, that I had **** but to explore; I had to **** it.

I dug in my fingers, feeling sharp pain from how rough I was being, and let out a pained yelp in Alicia’s voice. Forcing through the pain, I pulled even harder, and then all at once heard something; a wet squelching sound as the skin started to release its grip on me. A hole had formed back there, and the air felt freezing as it rushed back against my real skin underneath Alicia’s on top.

I pulled the hole wider, the weirdest sensations spreading from it as it almost seemed like my nerves were still attached to every piece of covered skin, and only transferred away from Alicia’s to my own when it was fully exposed to the air. I pulled my head free in one motion, a strange sucking sound emanating as my head popped free, while her blonde hair flew everywhere. I slid out of her top half now, my body covered in a strange slime that for some reason got me a little horny.

Feeling a great pressure rushing down as my dick burst forth was the craziest part; it’s tip immediately inflamed, swollen and sensitive as it formed a powerful erection as soon as I lost Alicia’s vagina. Before I knew it, I was standing over her skin, my own wet, pale, naked body seeming like an alien emerged from the beautiful cover of the perky blonde girl.

I could feel both souls equally now, both under my mental thumb as I examined the skins of the couple laid out in front of me. I shivered at the cold, missing being inside Alicia already. I knew exactly why I had to get out of her though; far being from a lack of enjoyment, I was truly scared I’d never, ever want to leave. Between her body, her personality, her life and her boyfriend, she was just too perfect.

I picked up Frank’s skin and held it. Still, as fun as it’d been to be Alicia, I knew I could have a lot of fun as Frank too. If being Alicia had been the perfect female experience; being a popular, pretty and wholesome blonde girl, being Frank might be the ultimate male experience. He was extremely muscular, yet a good guy through and through. Capable and respected, he was a natural leader secure enough to never **** an opinion on anyone, and between his genuine enjoyment of simple pleasures and having one of the best-looking girlfriends I’d ever seen, I knew he was living a truly blessed life.

I pulled at his back, and saw strange sinews spread and break apart as his back parted. For some reason, despite it being so dark, deep in the mountains at night, I could see perfectly.

Another perk of being a skinwalker?

I wondered to myself, as I noticed the same slime inside Frank as had been inside Alicia. Perhaps it served as some kind of natural lubricant, helping slide into skinsuits? I felt my dick stiffen at how erotic it was. I worked my legs inside Frank, one at a time. I worried if it was gay, how turned on I was getting putting on the skin of a guy, but then I reminded myself that I’d also had mind blowing sex with that same guy three times today in the body of his girlfriend, so I should probably leave my pre-conceived notions of my sexuality at the door.

Frank was bigger than me, and covered in muscles all around, so initially it seemed like his skin was floppy around my smaller leg, until an intense rush came upon them, a feeling of power that spread outwards as it seemed like my muscles expanded out to fit his powerful legs. It was so surreal, standing with his huge powerful legs and my own body on top! I hastily rushed to throw my arms into his, excited to feel his powerful biceps as my own.

The same intense rush came upon me as I felt his arms and chest, a burst seeming to swell in me as I gained nearly his whole body at once. One of the biggest bursts had to have been in his cock, my nerves connecting to his and it went hard, my new bigger erection spiking up as I gained control of his penis. My own dick was average, especially compared to the size of the tool Frank was working with. I smirked as I ran my now bigger hands over it.

It was maybe a consequence of running around in Alicia’s girly little body, but being in Frank’s felt like being some kind of juggernaut now. I stuffed my face inside his, feeling the connection start up as my face rushed out to fill his, the sinews joining together at the back and completing my takeover of his body.

I breathed the air deeply though my now expanded lungs, running my hands over the firm muscles of my body. I opened Frank’s memories, feeling the rush as they came all at once; Finding myself a natural at sports, excelling at them. Struggling at school, until meeting a little blonde girl who helped me study. I thought she was cute, but didn’t know what feelings like that were yet. Growing up through-out our teens together, finally asking her out before our final year. Both our feelings rushing out, mutual crushes and best friends for years. Watching the stars together, wrapped in blankets sitting on the hood of my jeep. Feeling the deepest love for her as she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, eyes lost in the cosmos while I only had eyes for her, the look of wonder on her face shining brighter than any star for me.

I breathed out sharply as the memories brought forth rich feelings, almost threatening to overwhelm me.

“Oh my God, why did I think this was a good idea?? Of course he’s just as in love with her as she is with him”

I looked down at Alicia’s skin, pooled in the grasses, her light tan skin looking gorgeous in the light of the stars. I felt my thick boner get even harder as the thought of wearing her as Frank crept into my mind, the knowledge that he secretly craved being in her body too doubled my temptation. Just as Alicia felt the pull to get into Frank’s skin when it was presented, even if it hadn’t been an idea before, seeing Alicia’s empty skin before me provided almost an irresistible attraction.

I **** myself to shake off the idea, even as I found myself holding her skin in my hands, pulling the gap in the back of her neck while the sinews broke in front of me. I thrust my head into hers, the pressure on Frank’s bigger skull feeling intense as it shrunk down to Alicia’s size, until I had her face again, empty body hanging down in front of me.

Skinwalkers must be able to affect the memories of their victims… it’s the only explanation for them going undetected in society for so long.

I concentrated, trying to visualize how it might look in my mind. It was harder than I thought, mainly because of my throbbing erection. Every time I got close to imagining what it might look like, my dick seemed to pulse, almost hurting in its lust for Alicia’s body, either to fuck it, or be fucked in it.

I can’t just get back in and restore Frank without interfering with his memories now too, and since I was too horny to even focus on that, I needed relief now!

I grabbed the length of my dick and started pulling, wincing a little at first at my new strength, before adapting and working the shaft in a good flow. I breathed through my teeth, the sound of Alicia’s feminine voice leaving my lips as I stroked my clearly male length turning me on even more. Deciding to steer into the perversion of this mixed gender experience, I pushed my arms and chest into her skin, feeling the compression as my fingers shrunk into hers and her small breasts took shape on my chest.

This was so sexy... I was Alicia from the top, and Frank below. Feeling my small, soft girly hands on his huge dick made it seem even larger, and the whole situation more erotic. I could see the lower half of Alicia’s body hanging low, deflated in front of me while I pulled my bar, and swallowed nervously as my eyes alighted on her pussy, just over my dick.

A bead of sweat worked its way down the side of my temple as an idea flourished in my head, the twisted possibilities taking root.

Would I be able to feel it? I’m half Alicia right now… can I feel her deflated parts too?

I reached out and breezed the tips of my finger over the clit, nightvision picking out a shine of damp around the slit. I was getting wet! I slid those fingers around the lips, shivering as that increasingly familiar spark of female pleasure made itself known to me.

I slipped a finger in experimentally and moaned as the sensitivity pulsed, a woman’s pleasure and heat burning up from my freshly wet pussy. My eyes were wide with wild anticipation as I guided my dick up to the still deflated hole, pushing it in as the grateful juices allowed a slippery, lubricated entrance. The pleasure was immediate and hit hard, the sensation of parting Alicia’s walls and having my walls parted as her hitting me. I moaned and winced as the dick got deeper.

It was such a strange feeling! It was definitely different from fucking a pussy that was fully “inflated”, and whole, but the pleasure of both sexes at once more than made up for it. I didn’t hesitate for a moment as I started thrusting into that pussy now, letting out stifled little screams at the attacks of pleasure as it took me wave after wave.

Sweat started dripping down, the differing stenches of man and woman in heat mixing as I bathed myself in both of their pleasures at once. This was so fucked up! I was stealing the lives and bodies of both members of this couple, taking every inch of their special times for my own perverse pleasure. And they were both enjoying it! From wearing both souls at once, I knew that secretly, they both loved the idea of wearing the other, enjoying the body, social statuses, and sex from the other one.

Alicia loved the idea of being strong and capable, and being tall and powerful. Frank loved the idea of being beautiful and fun, the novelty of being small and little submissive while enjoying the pleasures of the little spoon. I idly considered if it might be possible for me to swap their bodies sometime, the idea of watching while they walked around as each other, and seeing how it would feel from both perspectives getting to be too much for me as I let out some thick ropes of cum.

I grunted as the white flowed out of the head of my penis, immediately enjoying Alicia’s feeling of being filled with seed. I feel back on the grass as my head swam, the pleasures of both sexes taking me away as I closed my eyes and breathed in the mountain air.