"Alpha female" thats right, you think as you get up off the floor and balance on the heels of your feet and rock back between them and your toes. That was what Will Prescott, You, had thought about ,Yourself, Catherine Nicole Muskov.
"Hmmm I guess he was right about that." you think as you look down at your body. At 5'11 you were taller than many of the guys in your school. You then twist your leg out to glance at your calve, and rub the thick muscle there. Something you were proud of was how big they've gotten since last year, since you were on track and field after all.
In fact you were so busy checking out and rubbing your calves you barely even noticed the two new globes of flesh on your chest. "Eh Breasts are breasts" you idly think as you then grab them in each hand under your stomach and lift them up, then drop them back down letting them jiggle a couple times. 32C cup size's were fine in the looks department but definitely an annoyance when it came to running and you often felt like you'd need to get a reduction if you ever wanted to get into running as a career. Definitely not something that every guy chalks them up to be...
You then notice the mirror across the room and walk over to it, even knowing exactly that it will show in the reflection. "Yup, there I am, Catherine Muskov". Your Will Prescott mind goes crazy eyeing everything from your breasts and flat stomach, to your wide hips and tiny dark landing strip above your sex. But your new memories tell you something else and you think: "Ugghhh I look horrible with out makeup, acne scars are now showing, and my hair long is a bit frizzled now."
"I'm definitely going to have to straighten it out tonight before….shit." You then scramble over to your purse on the floor and pull out your phone. You punch in the lock code and see a few texts pilled up from your boyfriend.
sorry bae for not responding sooner! just getting talkative with Jessica and the others here lol
You remember being hesitant about choosing Catherine as your masking target earlier today since she did had a boyfriend. But you even convinced yourself that you'd break up with the guy if necessary, but right now you knew for fact you're definitely not doing that. Michael Allen is sweet and knows how to treat Catherine and her body really good. "Was it weird you were getting more excited thinking about seeing his naked body then your own?" you idly think.
You then walk over to Catherine's discarded clothes you had stripped off the real Catherine earlier and pick up the crumbled up red thong. It surprises you to how small it look off her but as you pull them up you legs you realize just how little fabric was actually there, just just enough to give your sex a playful pinch. You then quickly pull up your denim jean shorts, pull on the white bra with floral patterns on the cups, and slip on the tank top that gives you just a glimpse of your midriff, and tie the flannel shirt around your hips. Exactly how she was wearing it earlier today.
You remembered the resentment you felt towards her as she walked into the storage unit earlier with "Jessica". You remember crouching in the open storage room with a mask ready when she came in and started talking to the others. "Bitch, pretty soon that will be me wearing your clothes and body. Call me creepy for nothing." you thought. And now here you were, wrapped up in the very clothes she had on just 20 minutes earlier. One more thing. Into her purse you pulled out the very EOS chapstick egg you saw her applying today in the hall, and twist off the cap and rub it into your own lips. "Perfect." you say hearing your new voice for the first time.
Finally slipping on your boots you give your body a few posses in the mirror. You almost wanted to pull out her phone and post some instagram pics entitled "No Make-up Night" but decide against it. You then sling the purse over your shoulder and walk over to the storage room door and open it.
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