“What’s going on?” Merry asks, jolted awake. It’s hard to think that the woman answering isn’t your sister, but then again, it’s hard to think that roughly a week ago you were a teenager.
“Listen. I called you the moment I had a chance. I’m still debating about whether to tell Leslie, but I needed to tell you this.”
“What’s got your panties in a keester so badly that you don’t wanna tell Les?”
You take a deep breath to collect your thoughts. “You told me you two found the pens on a bank vault, right?”
“Uh-huh...” You hear Merry’s tone darken. “What’s up with them?”
“Do you still have them, by any chance?”
“Why would we give them away?” the woman impersonating Tina questions you. “That’s worth more than anything we’ve ever stolen!”
“Just check if you have ‘em! It’s important!”
“Alright, alright...!” You wait patiently, mindlessly heating some water to prepare a chamomile tea, for her answer. “Yeah, we got them.”
You sigh in relief as you drop into one of your seats, feeling the silicone wrapping and expanding your hips push the cushion deeper. “I don’t know if this makes things better or worse.”
“Merry?” You hear the voice of your father – Leslie, most likely – questioning his partner. “What’s going on?”
“Cousin’s a bit scared, it seems. Asking for you-know-what.”
“Gimme the phone.” Your blood freezes as you hear Leslie sending your mother away before answering. “I thought we had a deal.”
“Les, there’s a big problem.”
“What kind of problem? Not satisfied with that broad?”
“No! It’s not that! Calm down and let me explain.”
“I’m calm. I’m just wondering why Merry’s rifling through my stuff this late at night.”
“I asked her if you had the pens because it seems they’re not...” You sigh, covering your face. “I was dealing with some of my – well, her friends. I mean, they’re my friends and acquaintances now, but--”
“To the point, kid.”
“We participate in a weekly activity simulating to be occult aficionados.”
“You’re calling me because of one o’ those D&D games?”
“It’s not that!” you exclaim, bothered by his claim and his dismissive attitude. “The reason I’m calling is because one of the group members brought a pair of pens just like yours! Only black and brown, but he showed them to everyone!”
That silences Leslie for a good minute. You hear Merry – in Tina’s voice – questioning him. “Les, what’s wrong? C’mon, answer me!”
“You know the guy?”
Though you do, you choose to muddle the answer. “Claudia does, but not too much. Only a name.”
“What did he do exactly?”
“He brought someone to the group – a woman – and deflated her right before our eyes! Everyone started to grow curious; I asked him where he got it, and he claimed he couldn’t say, but that he could get a set like the one he had. He’s asking for a big price, though.”
“How much?”
“About... fifty grand, I think. He’s aiming to get ten thousand in profit.”
You can sense the desperation in Leslie’s tone. “Only the black and brown pens?”
“Yes, like I told you! He showed us the black pen, proved that it works, then said he also has a brown pen, but he only suspects about how the second works.”
“This isn’t good,” Leslie recognized.
“Furthermore, he also knows how to identify people wearing skins – I had to maneuver my way out, and I’m lucky I wear more conservative dresses, but it’s only a matter of time before they learn something’s wrong with me.”
“And what’s your plan?”
“They’re planning some secret handshakes for next session, but they’ll check if everyone’s who they claim they are. I need to hide that seam or else they’ll discover the truth. It’s either that or seek the guy and tell him the truth.”
Another bout of heavy silence. “Yeah, it seems that might be an issue. Tell you what. You’re planning to stay inside her, aren’t you?”
“Of course! Her job may be boring at times, but...” You close your eyes, berating yourself. What am I saying? I wouldn’t have become a librarian if I didn’t love reading!
“Alright, that’s what I wanted to hear. When’s the next meeting?”
“Next Friday. It’s always on Fridays.”
“Good. Merry’s testing the waters with your sister for the time being. I can always call your brother and we can meet at the library under their faces. We seal you, and you try to dig as much as you can from that guy, alright?”
“Yeah,” you reply, though unsure. “That’s for the best.”
“If what he’s saying is true, that’s gonna ruin our plans. We need to know who’s selling, and why’re they selling them. Check if they have any other pens – anything you know, you tell me. Is that clear?”
“Uh... y-yeah.”
“Good. I’ll leave ya with Merry, alright? Don’t need to work tomorrow but I’m fucking tired. Set a date with Merry so we can seal you up and keep us informed.”
“Yeah. I will.”
“Alright. She wants to talk to you,” you hear in your father’s voice, though growing distant. Just then, you listen to Merry giving some instructions to someone – most likely your mother – before paying full attention to you.
“Yeah. Mom, I finished with Dad. Don’t bother me, alright? Anyways... what was that you told Les?”
“It seems your pens are not the only ones. Someone I know’s selling them. He wants us to set a date so I can get sealed in.”
“Oh, sure! Where are we gonna meet?”
“At my job – uh, the Municipal Library. He said you could go as Tina or he could go as Nick.”
“Yeah, that sounds alright.” You hear her snort, and you can imagine her stretching Tina’s lips into an impish smile from her grunt. “So? How’s she doing for you?”
“It’s an easy life,” you tell her, relaxed. “I’m planning something to become the head librarian – if I succeed, I’ll be pretty much set for life.”
“Ooh! Nice, cousin! See? Nice body, comfortable life, easy job... I envy you, but then again, I can always hide inside your mom while at it. Told’ja I’d take care of you.”
“Speaking of Mom...” You break away from Claudia’s personality to address your deeper concerns. “What’s up with them? I mean, Leslie told me that you’re...well, using Tina nowadays.”
“Just giving her a test run,” she reveals. You feel bile building on your stomach, but the tightness of your corset and the sensation of the silicone on your hips reminds you that you’re not without blame. “Jesus - she’s hot! Did you ever have a wet dream with her?”
“Of course not!”
“I mean – if you did, I wouldn’t blame you.” You hear her moan and chuckle. “Say... Did you check your new looks?”
You break into hilarious laughter. “You think I haven’t? I’m wearing a costume right now that’s making my body look spectacular!”
“Enjoy it, kiddo. You know that, once we seal you, you’re gonna be her for the rest of your life, right?”
“I wouldn’t be making plans if I didn’t.”
“Just reminding you of that. Anyways – Leslie's usually inside your dad, I’m usually inside your mom, except now I’m playing with your big sis. Les moves into your big brother when he visits. Your little sister suspects nothing, but we turn her into skin while we fuck each other silly.”
Your stomach churns as you hear what your family has become, but the moment you decided to become Claudia, you knew that was the deal. They promised they’d leave your parents once they had a way to step away, but it seems they’ll be there for an extended period of time.
And the way you quickly agreed to be sealed inside Claudia means you’ll be her for longer than they will.
Merry distracts you with a spicy question, and you drape yourself in Claudia’s personality to answer. “Say... Speaking of those plans, you’re eyeing someone?”
--
You slept late after gossiping with Merry, and left the silicone padding on yourself after taking everything off. The chamomile tea made you sleepy, and you had to fight lethargy to relieve yourself of the costume. (The night may have been ruined by Luke’s revelation, but you enjoy the fact that the lady Montresse was the talk of the night because of her attire.)
That distracted you from enjoying your time with Alan, though. You still have his looks and the sound of his voice, still etched in your mind, to entertain you as you rub your fingers into your vagina, relieving you from the stress of yesterday.
Today is your other day off, which means you’ll need to wait until tomorrow to figure out the schedule for next week. You’re free to do what you want – such as calling Alan and asking if he has the day off, perhaps suggesting a meeting later on.
But something else comes to mind. With the pens in hand, Luke could easily become anyone. You know he’s hit on you once or twice – on Claudia, to be precise – but she rebuked her advances. What if he were to use the pens on one of her suitors?
And he didn’t hesitate to wear that woman to show everyone about it. What if he decides to wear you?
You need to figure out how Luke got the pens. It’s a risk, but if you were to tell him that you’re not really Claudia (though, let’s be fair – for all intents and purposes, you are Claudia. You just weren’t born as her), then perhaps you might earn his trust.
You’ll need to keep that from Leslie, though. Then again – Luke may become an unlikely partner to save your family.
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