"You're actually Isaac's girlfriend, aren't you?"
Realizing he hadn't been exposed Isaac breathed a subtle sigh of relief. "Y-You got me."
"No wonder you're so nervous. Don't worry, Isabel. I'm Isaac's older sister, Grace."
"Nice to meet you..."
The two shook hands as Isaac steadied himself. Isaac didn't want to have to explain himself to his sister right away like that when he hadn't even considered why he had gone through wearing this disguise in the first place. Isaac was also curious about what package Grace had mentioned and if it had to do with this disguise.
"Well," said Grace, sighing as she spoke. "If he's sleeping I'll just come back later."
"Uh, wait," Isaac stopped her before she could leave. "What sort of package was he supposed to get? I can keep an eye out for it."
"Oh, you don't have to do that. It's just some inheritance from an old relative that we know nothing about. It's supposed to be junk, according to mom. So, it's nothing too valuable. I just wanted to see what Isaac got."
"Junk, huh?"
"Yep! Anyway, I have some errands tor run. Can you tell Isaac to call me when he wakes up?"
"Of course."
"Thanks, Isabel," Grace looked her up and down. "We should hang out together sometime. Maybe shopping?"
"Uh, sure."
"Great! Gotta run. See you!"
Isaac couldn't close the door fast enough. Underneath the suit, he could feel himself blushing down to his navel. One thing was for sure though, this disguise was legit. It could even fool his sister into thinking this "Isabel" was his girlfriend.
He laughed as he collapsed on his bed, next to the package. "So, this is from some relative, huh? I wonder why they gave it to me..."
Besides the instructions, there was no note. Isaac's thoughts returned to the note that he had received the other day.
"Well, whoever they are, they're into some weird shit," said Isaac as he returned to fondling himself. "This is scarily realistic. I can go around as an entirely different person."
He had the thought to go around as this Isabel character and see how different people reacted to him, but Isaac remembered that Grace wanted to speak to the real him at some point. He had at least an hour before the voice pill had worn off, so there was some spare time.
Isaac decided to...
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