Skinsuit Story, The Favor

                                                          A Skinsuit Story: Friends With Benefits.
                                                                  Chapter One, The Favor




A loud ring reverberates, throughout your apartment. Moments pass, it rings again, you roll over and groan. “Why did I have to leave my phone in the kitchen”, you say as you groggily rise from your bed. It rings once more, reminding you to be diligent or miss the call.

You hurry to the kitchen and grab your cellphone off the table. Answering the phone you see it's your good friend Sarah. “Hey Sarah” You say in a tone much more cheery than you feel this early in the morning.

“Hey Daniel”, she replies. “Whats up?” you ask as you head to your room to get dressed for the day. She sighs and says, “Well I have kind of a big favor to ask of you.” “What can I do for you.”, you grunt as you pull up your pants.

“I need you to take my place for a few days.”, she pleads. “What you mean for like class and stuff.”, you ask as you plop down on your couch now dressed in your typical jeans and a t-shirt. Yeah something like that just come over and I'll explain the details.

You jump up from the couch and leave your small apartment, making sure to lock the door behind you. As you hop in your car you wonder why she would consider this a big favor.

You had shown up for class in her stead before. The school kept attendance with signatures so you could just forge hers every class period. Her experimental lab assignment definitely wasn't the issue. You had taken her place there lots of times.

You loved getting to see what they were doing with the new elements they had discovered. The lab techs didn't mind as long as they got an extra pair of steady hands.

Well whatever you had to do for her you didn't mind. You had known her for such a long time that you two were incredibly close. You would do anything for each other. You realized you would just have to ask her because you were already at her house.

You hopped out of the car and walked over to her house you open the door and see her standing in the middle of the room looking at you.

Ever since she was a kid you thought she was beautiful, as she grew up you realized that she was definitely sexy as well.

She had long glorious blonde hair, a large perky chest and tall silky smooth legs. As you walked over to this visage of beauty you realized she wasn't moving.

You looked into her eyes and realized that she hadn't even blinked! You poked her and said, “hey are you okay.” Instead of responding she just fell over and hit the floor with a dull thud.

You crouched next to her and reached for your phone to call 911 when another Sarah ran out of the room to your right. You looked up slack jawed in awe as she said, “Hey careful with that, you're going to need it soon.”

“Wha, wha, who, how?” You mumble. She puts a delicate hand on your shoulder and says, “Calm down Daniel that's not a real person it's just a disguise I made for you.” Your mouth closes, but your mind still reels.

Your thoughts race: how is this possible, it looked so real and it felt like skin when I poked it. Sarah looks at you and says, “So you're probably wondering why you need a disguise all of a sudden”, (the thought had crossed your mind).

“Well they changed the way they do attendance. They figured out that a lot of people were skipping class by having their friends write their signatures.”

“So we aren't the only ones then?” You ask, after finally having gained enough composure to speak. “Not even close.”, she responds. “Well that explains the why, but do you honestly expect me to dress all girly and parade around as you?”, you huff.

“Whats wrong with being me?”, she asks. “Well I for one have never wanted to wear a skirt, but I haven't seen you in pants since 6th grade.”, you retort. “Oh come on its just a couple weeks of college classes.” You look at her as if she has gone crazy. “Please this is really important to me.”, she wines.

“What could be more important to you than my masculinity is to me.”, you question. “I got a job offer up north, Neotech wants me to work at their new branch. It takes two weeks for the vetting process and I can't miss that much school.”

When you heard the word Neotech you immediately understood her urgency. “Neotech they only hire the best of the best that's great news!” You exclaim.

“But this is crazy I'm gonna have to take my vacation from work for this.” She picks up the disguise and hands it to you. “Actually you should just quite your job.”, she says.

“I like my job, why would I do that?”, you ask. “Because once I get to Neotech I can't imagine a better person to supervise all of my departments.”, She says smiling. “The way you take notes is incredible.”

“They are detailed, and you notice things no one else does. Not to mention when you summarize, you find a way to keep what's important first, without losing any information.”

“Well I'm gonna take my vacation regardless, just in case it doesn't work out like your hoping.”, You respond. “Well do what you like.”, she states flatly.

“I don't like any of this.”, you sigh as you look down at the disguise. The thought of being stuck in the thing for two weeks filling you with dread.

“Wait I can't do this.”, you say looking over the body closely. “I might be skinny but no guy I know has your tiny waist and those small arms, I would never fit.”, you exclaim with joy.

“You will just have to get one of your girlfriends to do it.”, your expression smug. “Daniel you know I don't trust any of them like I trust you and besides you actually supplied the answer to that issue.”, she replies. “What do you mean?”, you ask.

“I got the idea when I was going over the notes you left me for my lab time.”, Sarah states. (You look at her quizzically). “One of the effects of that new element we have been studying is that it shrinks organic matter when heated.”

“I lined the suit with it and your body heat will shrink you down to my size!” “But that's-” you started to say. “Dangerous, I know I put in a buffer to keep you from shrinking down to nothing.”, she finished for you. “I put a lot of thought in to this now go put the suit on already!”

You look at the big chested air head in the room trying to figure out where it looks least inappropriate to grab her. You gently lay Sarah's double down.

You pick the realistic mannequin up. Carrying her by the knees and the small of her back. You once more notice how soft the skin is and hurry to her bedroom.

The real Sarah closes the door behind you and says, “You will need to get naked so that your body heat can warm the inside of the costume.” You knew this was coming, but grumble anyway as you take off your shirt. When you take off your pants you notice the doll like thing vacantly staring up at your crotch.

“Stop looking there.”, you say as you push it away from you. “I closed the door I can't see anything.”, you hear Sarah blurt through the door. “I was talking to the other you.”, you shout back.

“I mean its just that this was never the way I envisioned getting naked with a girl for the first time.” You pause, “or ever for that matter.” “Well hurry up we haven't got all day.”, she answers uninterested.

You take off your underwear, and as your last vestige of morality falls you realize you have no idea how to get inside her. You look at the doll but all it offers is a vacant stare and a good look down your friends shirt.

“How do I get inside you.”, you ask through the door. Realizing how odd that would sound out of context. “The zipper is on the back. You'll have to take off the clothes”, she says through the door.

The doll looks up at you. You look down at the doll. Your trouser monster looks up at you. You do your best to ignore your stiffness and pickup the realistic mannequin.

You take off the shirt, throw it on her bed and find the top of the zipper on her back. You gradually pull the zipper down. Stopping only when you realize you are obstructed by the top of her skirt.

You pause for a moment to take in the fact that you are about to take off a close friends skirt and panties. It's just a doll you tell yourself. Your second head didn't get the notice apparently, because you shudder as her beautiful buttocks spring into view.

You shake the following few thoughts about what to do next off and realize that there is a plastic skeleton in the suit. With minimal effort you pull the skin off the top of the skull and pull the skeleton out of the hole in Sarah's back.

The skin flops over in your arms having lost all shape. You figure the skeleton must be how she got the doll to stand. Your thoughts about the skeleton crew manning the mannequin are interrupted by the sound of Sarah shouting, “Any progress?”, through the wooden door.

“I got the skeleton out.”, you shout back. “Great now get in.”, she demands. You step into the skin immediately, trying not to think about it. One foot in her back quickly followed by the second.

You barely notice the cool squishy texture because, as you pull the skin up over your legs, and around your pelvis you stumble backwards almost tripping. You look down and realize that you had forgotten to take off her heels.

You wiggle your toes into place, preparing to take your shoes off. Only then do you realize you have the very naked legs of an attractive woman within your control.

All rational feelings of taking the heels off replaced by the burning urge to put the rest of the suit on. You throw your arms into hers and jerk the chest in place. The boobs bouncing in a pleasing way.

You turn your torso to look in the mirror. The sight of a beautiful maiden standing with her panties around her ankles fills you with desire. Until your gaze reaches your head.

The manly visage atop such a beauty abruptly ends any thoughts you were having. You quickly snatch the deflated head dangling on your now quite voluptuous chest and slide it over yours.

Quickly aligning the mouth and eyes with your own. The image of beauty now complete you pull the zipper up the rest of the way.

As the zipper reaches the top, your whole body tenses up and you see white for a moment. then everything returns to normal. You turn to look in the mirror and see Sarah looking back at you.

You feel a phantom erection. As if it was only in the back of your mind. More pressingly you feel a different kind of pulsing down below. You feel something tickling your chest and your hand naturally goes to scratch it, only to run into your right breast.

A wave of pleasure hits as you accidentally touch your own chest. You step back in surprise. You could feel her breasts. Not just externally but as if they were your own. Your feet trip due to a lack of familiarity with heels and you fall into her bed Screaming.

Sarah bursts into the room. “What's wrong!”. she yells. “I can feel everything!”, you screech. She pauses for a second, smirks and says, “I can see you are indeed trying to feel everything.” You realize that you are laying on her bed with your hands on her body,

“Aaaah!!!”, You exclaim. Jumping from her bed. Only to trip once more and fall into her arms. Face red as a beet. She stands you upright and the feeling of your breasts bouncing on your chest shifts your view downward.

“Hey”, she snaps, “our eyes are up here.” Your face turns even redder, and you quickly turn your attention back to her face. She looks you up and down.

“I can't believe it worked. You look just like me!”, She exclaims. She stares at your chest and your gaze starts to follow hers. “Ahhh ah ah.”, she scolds, “no looking”.

“I was just realizing that those breasts look even more realistic than I could have hoped.” She grabs your chest and a tingling sensation runs through your body.

You gasp and then moan just a bit. She lets go and takes a step back. “You could feel that?”, She asks her voice quivering in anticipation. “Yes!”, you nearly scream. “That's why I called you in here.”

“What is going on, why can I feel everything?!”, You shout gesturing to your new body. “I can explain everything.”, she states with confidence.

“Wait a minute, were you planning for this to happen?”, You ask demandingly. “I was hoping it would, but there has never been any test like this before.”

“Explain yourself!”, You demand, shaking a pointed finger at her. Sadly some of your imposing image is lost as your breast wobble back and forth with your finger.

She grabs her shirt off the bed and throws it to you, saying “Pull up your panties grab your skirt and then we will talk.”, Sarah walks out of the room, with one last glance at you, “Oh and take off those heels you clearly aren't ready for them.”