Ashley was hard at work typing on her laptop to the point where she barely noticed Claire re-enter the room, a bit more meekly and uncertainly than usual. She sat down somewhat awkwardly, seemingly surprised as her large breasts jiggled under her shirt and cardigan. It took a few more seconds for Ashley to notice her friend's re-entrance.
"Hey, you're back." Ashley turned her head to address Claire. She was about to beckon her over, before Ashley's brows furrowed and her lips pursed. "...Were you not wearing a bra earlier?" Claire fidgeted a bit with nervous laughter.
"Uh, no, Ash." She responded. "I need to let these puppies breathe from time to time." Claire jokingly hefted her breasts up with a small jiggle. Ashley grew even more suspicious.
"Well, anyways, grab your laptop and start working on your presentation slides." Ashley turns back to her work, and Claire (or rather, you) breathes a sigh of relief as you wipe some sweat off your forehead. This whole 'acting' thing was a lot harder than you bargained for. Ashley being such a sharp girl wasn't helping your case either.
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Just a few minutes ago...
"Just concentrate on feeling... weightless, I guess?" Claire suggested to you in your room, still under the control of your clone. "And once you're a ghost just fly into me, I think." The two of you didn't want to keep Claire from her project any longer, but also didn't want to give her up just yet. Although it takes you a second, you once again de-materialize, as Claire stood in front of you with her arms open, inviting you in. Flying into her torso, Claire's body buckles backwards, shaking somewhat as the possession completed.
"Holy shit..." You muttered, looking down at Claire's buxom frame. Heaving your breasts with her petite hands felt extremely gratifying, as your fingers sunk into the pliant flesh. No wonder your clone couldn't keep his hands off them.
As much as it pained you, you hurried out of your room to meet back up with Ashley in the guise of Claire. Her bra still sat in your closet, forgotten in your haste.
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Pulling out Claire's laptop from her backpack, you were met with an unfamiliar log-in screen... demanding a password. You were dumbstruck. With no real idea what it could be, you put in a few guesses based on what you knew about her.
vampiresandwerewolves - Wrong.
chemistrygal - Wrong.
tittymonsterclaire - Wrong; but this did make you laugh a bit.
"What's taking you so long?" Ashley said from behind you. You were a bit startled, too distracted by the sensations of Claire's body and trying to crack her password.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure my laptop's locked me out." You answered, very greatful that Ashley couldn't see your previous attempts. "Sorry Ash." Ashley simply shrugged in response.
"Well, just make sure all your equations are correct." Ashley said as she walked back to her desk. "You've still got the gravity and spring physics slides down, right?"
"Yeah, of course." You responded, finally feeling just a bit more comfortable, especially since you just took a physics class last year. "I think our physics project is gonna go great!"
Ashley stopped in her tracks, before wordlessly walking over to her room's door... locking it. You felt your heartrate spike as she turned to you with suspecting eyes. You weren't quite able to contain the surprise on Claire's face.
"Alright Claire, what's going on?" Ashley put her hands on her hips. "You're acting really weird all of a sudden."
"W-What do you mean?" You responded with a stammer.
"You NEVER go out without a bra on, you can't remember your laptop password..." Ashley's eyes narrowed. "...and we've been working on a history project the past few days, not physics."
Crap. Sure would've been nice to know that before trying to pass as Claire. You weren't sure how much questioning you could handle, and though it didn't really matter if you left her body now, you were just starting to get used to her skin.