You never imagined this would happen, but it is. Jessica is grasping Leah’s skin – your girlfriend, your beloved, grasping the skin of your other best friend – with a mix of awe and doubt. Leah’s face, her eye sockets empty and her mouth distorted, is facing her, hungry for your girl to fill her, but she hesitates.
You grab her by her waist, nibbling on her ear. “What’s wrong?”
“Is she...?”
“A replacement? Yeah, sadly.”
“And the real one?”
Now you hesitate, because you know her destiny – on the basement, alongside the other girls. “She’s away. My boss didn’t want her to see what I had become, but because they were so close, she made me a replacement for her.”
She looks at the skin again, her tone full of gnawing doubt. “Do I really have to wear her? It feels wrong.”
“Just experience it.” You rub your nose on her neck and kiss her. “I miss my girl. I miss both my girls.”
“Was she...?” Jessica turns, pushing Leah’s flesh close to your breasts, her short dark mane brushing from her limp neck as it rests on your chest. “Was she your girl?”
“Not in the way you are, Babe. Leah was very important to me – she still is – but I wasn’t gonna settle with her. Unlike with you.”
She looks at the skin again, full of doubt. “How do I--?”
“Let me help you.” You bring Jessica to your bed, and as she sits on your lap, you bring Leah’s leg into hers and pull. She hisses as Leah clings to her skin, but as you massage it, soon enough it seems to merge into hers, and you see how she flickers her fingers in shock.
“Rachel! Why this feels like I’m wearing nothing?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t care. When this is all finished, you’ll feel as if naked. You’ll feel everything she’s touching, and everything touching her – even the cool air on your skin.”
“It’s so eerie...” You help her with the other leg, and as she stands up, she gives you a privileged look at her sleek, meaty rear buns. The tease is such that you need to slap her, and you do with a grin on your lips – making her wobble. “Rachel! What’s the big idea!?”
“You show me your bare ass, and expect me not to slap it?”
“You could’ve waited until I could stand on my own two feet!”
“But I wanted to slap your ass! Not Leah’s! When you’re wrapped in her, I’ll slap her ass twice as hard!”
“If that’s the case...” She grabs Leah’s skin and lifts it up to her waist, shaking her rear while at it. “How about now?”
You stand and kiss her neck. “When you’re finished, Babe.”
Seeing her draped in Leah’s skin awakens a primal desire upon you – and you know she must sense it, because she embraces her sensuality. You recall the time she stripped down to her underwear (well, to her bra, as she refused to show her panties to you) and how awkward it was; compared to that time, she must have either practiced or thought of it, because she’s more confident.
Then again, this isn’t stripping. This is the reverse of it – rather than taking off all her clothes, she slips deeper and deeper into Leah. You miss Jessica’s height, as Leah is shorter, but you don’t mind as her grapefruits are squeezed into Leah’s oranges. You stretch her arms inside Leah’s, causing her to notice the tattoos that tell her story.
“I never imagined I’d have so many tattoos...” She observes them, focused on the one bearing your names. “Wait. I thought you told me you two were friends.”
“The real Leah’s more like my sister. I grew an only child.”
“I distinctly recall otherwise.”
“Babe, David is the one with siblings. That’s not me anymore.”
She sighs, letting you know she still laments your decision. “Does that mean I have to forget about Katie?”
“You don’t have to.” You nibble her neck, humming your satisfaction.
“But you want me to be your... well, your sister. Why?”
“I’m not asking you to become Leah forever. I just want you to experience what’s being her. I want you to understand why it’s so difficult to return to my former life.”
“And if I want to become Leah?”
You kiss her again. “I won’t mind. All I want is for you to be happy, together, with me. If you want to be happy as Leah, as yourself, or as whoever you want to be.”
She grins, rubbing Leah’s finger on your face. “And if I want to be you?”
You grin back. “I guess we can arrange a sudden twin.” You grab the Leah’s skin by the neck, rising to the back of her head, and spread it in front on Jessica’s face. “Hold your breath.”
“Will this hurt?”
“No, but it’s a strange experience, so you may feel shocked.” After saying that, you pull Leah’s face over Jessica’s, binding the slit until it merges. It’s fascinating to see Jessica’s blonde hair, swallowed by the skin, disappear into Leah’s jet black unruly mane.
Your girl exhales, then feels her new face. “Good God, I see now.” She grasps her throat, gasping. “Whoa. What happened to my voice?”
“Don’t ask me, but it works.” As promised, you slap her ass – hard – and couple it with a grab. “How does it feel, Babe?”
You turn to see Leah’s stunned face. “I don’t feel nothing at all. And yet... I feel... like I could kick someone’s balls.”
“Makes you feel powerful, no?” You bring her closer to you, letting your eyes bask in hers. “Now imagine what it makes me feel.”
“Horny?” she asks, as you hold her tight in your arms. She probably didn’t expect you to choke.
“Nostalgic. Leah’s a very important part of my past, and you are the most important part of mine.” You rest your forehead in hers, closing your eyes – as a lone tear falls, and you feel her shiver. “Now, you’re both in front of me... and I couldn’t be happier...”
“Babe...” You feel her lips touching yours, and as you open your eyes, you see Leah making a grin so like hers, it’s like she’s back. “Thank you for showing me that you still care.”
“I always did, Babe. I’m not heartless.” You snuggle your cheeks with hers, and you sigh. “When I was back there, I had no idea what I’d do with my life.”
“But what about the school newspaper?”
“That was an invitation, and since I didn’t have anything better to do... I wasn’t that good at sports, or at school, and to be fair, I wasn’t that good at the newspaper either. When I became Rachel, I sensed a kindred spirit – a woman with an unknown future. But by then... I knew what I was good at. I was good at seduction, at persuasion...”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because... I know you feel that I stole Rachel’s life. I know that, deep down, you feel that I shouldn’t be her. But when I became her, I found myself. All that I was good at, she enabled me. And all the fears she had, the ones that prevented her from growing, I made them mine and swept them away. I claimed her strengths and disposed of her weaknesses, and in that way, I discovered my own.”
“How is this related to me wearing your friend, Babe?”
“Because it all began the moment I wore a woman’s skin. Rachel wasn’t my first, and surely it won’t be my last. To me, this was an enlightening experience. And I feel you’d benefit from experiencing it as well. I feel, that just like me, you’re just a larva that has yet to develop.”
“Rachel? That sounds... creepy.”
“I don’t mean to make you feel squeamish. It’s... a metaphor, you see? What do larva do, eh? They eat, and grow, but at some moment, they enter chrysalis, and eventually--”
“Is that what you’re trying to tell me? To become a butterfly?”
“Exactly. But I’m not saying that you must become your chrysalis. What I’m saying is... that if you don’t enter it, you won’t discover yourself. Rachel was mine; when I awakened, I realized I was Rachel all along. I want Leah, and all the girls, to be your chrysalis. I want you to embrace any changes that come along. If, at the end, you still want to be Jessica? Then that was who you really were. But if not...”
You hear her chuckle, and that warms your heart. “Well... When you put it that way...”
“Then... Will you accept embracing this experience as a whole? If, despite all this, you don’t want it--”
“I just felt conflicted, Rachel. That was all.”
“Please, embrace this experience. I promise – if you don’t want it, I’ll respect your opinion. I just don’t want to lose you.”
Jessica – Leah – holds you tight, and your heart stirs. “Neither do I.”
You feel weak. “That is all I wanted to hear.” You grab her hands, leading her towards your bed. Your feelings have been sated, but something else hungers within you. “I want you to feel the full experience, Babe. You don’t mind if I... y’know...”
“So you were horny after all.”
“You have any idea how desperate I was to bang you!?” You lean atop her, your fiery red mane shadowing your face and covering her skin. “The idea of having you deep within me was driving me so mad; I was close to shoving my fingers down my pussy on the Uber back here. I’m eager to make you mine, Babe.”
“So do I,” she confesses. “But I was hoping for... something different.”
“Open yourself up to the experience,” you insist. “Let those doubts go away. Remember. It’s me, Babe. Don’t mind the face. Mind the heart.”
“Yes, Babe...” She leans forward, her lips ready for a kiss. “I will.”
And with your heart and your hormones on overdrive, you thrust your tongue into hers, letting your passion flare. Your love – Jessica – and your better half – Leah – are now merged, and their kiss has never been so sweet.
And soon, you clamp your hips on her groin, and with a primal moan, you thrust. You explore, you dance. And when you feel the surge of excitement riding you, and how she stirs, your mind goes blank.
There is no fear. No worries. Only bliss.
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