If using someone you know well is the best strategy, then you should follow Tim to the restroom and take him as a skin. He's your best friend, so he's the closest. Although it could be tricky zapping him in there. Hopefully, there wouldn't be anyone else there. If he was in a stall, though, it wouldn't be noticeable. But if he's in a stall, ... You mind rejects that picture as well as him standing doing his business.
Well, maybe Tim isn't the best. Besides, after you use someone as a skin, they become your obedient slave or something. You really don't want to do that to him. Not to Kaya either. So you continue to class still pondering who should be the first skin you try.
* * * *
The rest of the day has you preoccupied with evaluating others you have in a lecture or see in the halls or at lunch. Each has good points and not-so good points, so you haven't made any decision.
It's the last session of the day and time for another boring history lecture. Your mind fades from the teacher droning on and on. Half the class is already playing games or checking messages on their devices while the teacher thinks they're taking notes. You can barely keep alert, blinking to not fall asleep as you think about who to use your new pen on.
Gradually you feel someone's hand on your thigh gently caressing it. Your eyes follow the hand up it's arm to see dark brown hair framing Annalena's face smiling back.
"What are you doing?" you mouth.
"You know you want me, Lasse. I'm the best, the most popular, natural beauty, the most desired." Her hand drifts up into your crotch as she licks her lips and says, "You want to be in me, to be in me first and be me."
Suddenly another hand reached in from the other side and a voice announced, "Now wait a minute. Why waste time with that soft fluff when you can have this."
You head swings to reveal Susanne next to you in her soccer kit wrapping tightly around what little skin isn't showing. Her long blond hair flows over her chest giving the impressions she's not wearing a top.
"You'd really rather have this well toned body and see what it can do for you when you're in me."
What the two of them were currently doing for you was to get you very aroused with their hands massaging your swollen manhood. If that weren't enough, a bare foot was gliding up your leg until its toes were crawling inside your boxers. You didn't even have time to think where your pants went or why she is here as you looked forward to see Laura straddling the chair backwards in front of you.
"Lasse, we always hang out together, and I've told you so much about me that it's just natural that you should get in me first. Maybe we can switch later or get me a boy skin." She winks then adds, "Remember what Tim said about knowing who you can take on - or be in."
"But if you're in me, you can give me to Tim, make me break up with Max, and then I'll obey you when you're out and you tell me to be Tim's girlfriend that he crushes so much."
"Lasse, be in me. This is a body that can embrace you with more strength and flexibility and you can have real fun with. Be in me."
"Be in me."
"In me."
"In me." "In me." "In me." "In me." "In me." "In me."
A bell rings, and you pop alert.
"And remember the paper due Friday. You all heard. No excuses."
You must have fallen asleep and dreamed of those three. It was so vivid, almost too vivid as you remember it and try to relax the tightness in your pants.
A tap on your should has you blurt, "Eep!" You almost knock over the chair as you jump from Tim's greeting.
"Still lost in making that decision, huh?" Tim laughs.
"Uh, um, yeah."
"So, can you decide what to do now that school's out?"
You definitely want to try out the pen, but what do you do
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