"Sorry that took so long," Jessica apologized as you approached the hollow skin of your little sister, "these suits have no memories, so I had to figure out what Claire was planning to do today before you borrowed her skin for a bit." Jessica was already stripping the suit when you came downstairs. "Don't worry, she didn't have any plans when she got here."
You had seen Jessica's head on Katie's body, but the sight before you was truly inside. Your dorky little sister, little miss perfect who was class president every year since junior high, was an empty skin in your girlfriend's living room. And more than that, you were about to put on that skin and become your own sister.
"Hey 'Claire', if you're done fawning over your sister's nekkid parts like a perv, you might want to try her on." Jessica paused. "Unless you'd like to resume what we were up to with me in a slightly different skin."
You threw up in your mouth a little bit at that and started stripping out of your own clothing. Jessica gathered them in a bundle and stored them in the back of her closet. "Wouldn't want people to make assumptions." She joked as you sank your left leg into the suit. Clarie's toes wiggled as your own. The 2nd leg at the same results. You could feel your feet growing smaller as you pulled the suit above your hips. Jessica waved goodbye to your old friend as it fit snugly into the suit. It formed a visible bump in the skin, but as your pelvis shaped under the suit, it disappeared into your sister's toned curves. You worked both arms into the suit next, Claire's well-freckled shoulders slipped over your own. Jessica had zipped you up to the base of the neck. "You ready?" she asked as you looked at the mess of red hair on the headpiece. You nodded yes and pulled the rest of the skin over your face. Jessica zipped the rest of the way and a feeling of warmth filled your body.
"How do you feel?" Jessica asked. She was re-dressing you as quickly as she had stripped the real Claire. Though you were the real Claire now.
"Blurry." you complained in a familiar voice.
"Oh, right." Katie's voice replied. She handed you Claire's black rimmed glasses. You slide them on and the world comes back into the focus. You look around the living room. It felt like the weirdest FPS you've ever played. Your had lost about 6 inches of height and grown a full pair of breasts. There was a lot to take in.
Jessica finished helping you dress and walked with you to the wall mirror in the guest bathroom. You saw Katie & Claire. Nothing more. Nothing to give away the truth. Just two teenage girls who became best friends as kids and were mutually disgusted when their older siblings started to date each other.
"Hey Claire" 'Katie' asked, "we better get back to your house. Our pick-up will arrive soon."
"But you said that Claire didn't have any plans when she got here." you protest.
"She didn't" Jessica admits, "but when Katie asked if she wanted to double-date today, she called us Scott at once. He and Allen are gonna pick 'us' up in 30 minutes."
You immediately think of Scott. He was actually in your grade. Your sister absolutely adored him, but you always thought he was a creep. Of course, that may have been your bias. Allen, on the other hand, was a really great guy who always looked adorable with Katie. He'd definitely be a lot of fun to go out with.
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