A sigh of relief escaped Steven’s lips as he noticed Alexa’s nametag on the shirt belonging to his deflated co-worker. Any uncertainty about his plan’s success was gone; he’d gotten Alexa right where he wanted her. Hurriedly he picked her and her uniform up and hustled into a nearby stall. He wasn’t going to waste any time trying her on—what he’d just seen assured him of the functionality of his new toy, so he didn’t have any reservations towards going all the way.
“Holy shit, thank you so much, Jake,” Steven excitedly whispered as he stripped down out of his own uniform. His and Alexa’s clothes littered the stall’s floor as he frantically began to stuff himself into the young woman’s skin. Pulling open the long seam which had formed on Alexa’s back, the naked Steven did not hesitate. Sliding his left arm into the shorter, wider cavity of Alexa’s, he watched in awe as the extra length of his arm disappeared immediately. It was as though his arm was always as short and thick as hers. His right arm followed suit, then his legs; as he pulled her skin up across his thighs, he saw everything around him growing taller. Alexa was a good half foot shorter than Steven, so the difference was immediately noticeable.
Taking a moment to caress his smooth, hairless new appendages, Steven had to remind himself to work quickly. Someone could get a little too curious if they noticed Alexa spending such a long time in the restroom. Quickly, he finalized the process. Stretching Alexa’s head over his own, he felt the rubbery material that was once her skin fusing with his face. Her dirty blonde locks fell over his new visage as he reached around behind him to close the seam. Sealing it shut, he felt the final effects of the process; his hips, waist, and ass stretched and compressed to fit Alexa’s curvy figure, and his chest swelled quite evidently as her D-cup breasts filled themselves out.
After just a brief moment, Steven felt the changes stop. He glanced around at his new sexy body, making sure it was over. “Wow,” he uttered, Alexa’s somewhat nasally but pleasant voice now escaping his mouth. “That felt… delightful.” A satisfied grin spread across Alexa’s tan face as her body’s new inhabitant quickly but firmly ran her hands over her soft backside and pert breasts. “…I should probably get the hell out of here now,” Steven told himself, noting how bizarre it felt to speak with such a heavy Spanish accent. He knew he’d have plenty of time to play with Alexa’s body, but right now it was important that he leave the store.
As the gun’s effects allowed the wearer to tap into the knowledge and memories of whoever the costume used to be, Steven had no trouble donning Alexa’s simple black bra and panties. He picked up the outfit Alexa had brought with her into the bathroom to change into, and quickly slid into her tight denim shorts and soft grey V-neck. Putting on her black flats, Steven then collected his and Alexa’s discarded uniforms and packed them both up into the small bag he had equipped himself with prior. Draping the bag over his shoulder, Steven proceeded out of the bathroom and went to leave for his home.
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