"I know the password to Carmen's email, so I checked it before we swapped," she says excitedly. "They've got a party tonight with a bunch of college friends, and we're going to go as them! Won't that be fantastic? We'll get to do everything we couldn't because we were too young."
You don't have the heart to ask if everything includes hooking up with Carmen's boyfriend... or whoever Marie is pursuing at this moment. "How on earth can we pretend to be them all night?" You ask. "Someone's going to see through us."
Stacy shakes Carmen's head. "Nope! Here, let me show you." She takes your hand and pulls you over to a mirror, where Carmen and Marie stare back at the two of you. "As long as we look like this, no one will suspect a thing. And if they think we're acting a bit odd, we can say it's just the alcohol. It's a perfect set-up!"
"I don't know..." You cross your arms beneath your current breasts. It's uncomfortable having Marie's dumb face looking back at you and knowing it is yours for the moment. On the other hand, Stacy really wants this.
You sigh. "Okay, but you're gonna owe me for this!"
Stacy squeals and wraps her arms around you, both your breasts mashing against each other. "Thanks bro, you're the best!" She says. "It's going to be a blast, I promise."
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