When Lisa was done with her exam, she found out that she had knowledge of the best punk rock groups around, knew how to cook an easy meal, apply make-up like Stacy would and even knew some of Stacy's favorite porn stars, which grossed her out. Emma had enough data for now to take back into analysis and she was sure there were some other skills as well which Lisa might not be aware off.
"You can now dress yourself Lisa." Emma said finishing her notes.
"Ugh, I think you better call me Stacy now. Have to get used to it."
"Okay Stacy, here are your things." Emma said.
Lisa removed her robe leaving it on the floor as she walked over to the full body mirror. It was so odd staring at a different face, Lisa forgot that underneath it was an entirely different body as well.
Stacy wasn't much a sun worshiper as she was, Stacy's body had a pale complexion from the lack of sun. Lisa noticed a few cuts on her arms and legs. Lisa wondered if it happened on accident or purpose.
Her tummy wasn't in such a shape as her own, Stacy was flat but not as worked out as her own tummy. Even more surprised, was the piercing in her belly button. Lisa never knew Stacy had one there, nor would she have known. Lisa's gaze then went to linger on her breasts. They were bigger than her own, C-cup or almost a D-cup she would guess. They would be pretty if not for the piercings.
"Why ruin your body with these things?" Lisa wondered. Lisa pulled one of her nipple piercings, and almost immediately she felt an electric shock going through her body. Lisa didn't knew they were that sensitive.
Lisa then turned her attention to the pile of clothes lying on the ground. She picked up the thong, that was Stacy's favorite pair of underwear. Lisa found them rather uncomfortable, instead of the snug feeling of her boy shorts, it felt like she was standing there naked. Lisa then put on Stacy's skimpy looking bra, showing off the top of her breasts, making a rather revealing cleavage. She then picked up the pair of pantyhose and carefully stuck her feet in them as she pulled them on. Then Stacy's favorite skirt passed her hands as she put it on. For a moment she hesitated putting on the top, the top gave a stinky odor. Clearly Stacy didn't wash it that much. But seeing as she didn't have any other clothes with her, she decided to wear it anyway. Then she only needed to put on Stacy's high heeled boots and she was ready.
"So how do I look?" She asked Emma.
"Stacy, if I wasn't straight I would seriously consider asking you out. You look exactly like how Stacy came in. Here is the rest of her stuff." Emma handed Lisa Stacy's purse. Smelling the same stench from the shirt, Lisa kept her purse shut, in case there might be something in it.
"Is there something else I need to do?" Lisa asked Emma.
Emma looked through her documents and told Lisa...
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