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Stepping out of the shower, I sighed and turned to the mirror, tired and beat down from the day. What a bunch of idiots I had to work with, I mused. They honestly couldn't tell up from down most days and even the managers had given up on them. Drying off, I slipped a black shirt on and reached for a pair of jeans without looking. But instead of jeans, my hand came across something sticky and rubbery, and with a jolt I dropped it on the floor, frightened. It looked like some kind of suit, but writhing and alive!

It grabbed onto my calf like a savage beast, quickly wrapping around both legs with a slick sucking sound and sliding up to my waist. My legs felt like they had pins and needles all over where the suit had grabbed on and as it slid up beneath my shirt I could feel my lower half stretching and widening.

"No, no! What are you doing?!" I cried as it stretched and slid around my arms, swelling my chest and thinning my waist. "You can't- Aaauuuohh!" I moaned as the changes took place in my crotch and a lightning bolt of orgasmic pleasure shot through me. The suit sucked and squelched its way up onto my hands and wrapped itself around tightly, bringing the tingling feeling there too.

"Wait-wait-oouuuhhh!" I squirmed and struggled as the suit slowly crept up my neck "Wait! I don't-I don't want-whoaauuuahhh!" Whenever I tried to fight the suit it injected a huge rush of pleasure all over my body, making it impossible to fight off, and as it tranquilized me once again it stretched violently and swallowed my head whole, squirming and squelching until it finally settled. The exertion proved too much, and I passed out on the bathroom floor.

"Wake up! Come on!"
What? Whuh? It must have been about three hours before I heard a girl's voice shouting at me to get up, and I groggily dragged my eyelids open. I stared at the bathroom ceiling for a second before gasping and sitting up in fright; what the hell just happened? Everything felt different… my hands were… small and smooth? My legs stretched out from under my –now far too large –shirt, smooth and delicious, ending in cute little feet. A quick grope at my chest and groin confirmed it: I was female!

"Oh god… what the hell?" I whispered, massaging my chest as if I wasn't convinced the first time…
"Hey, you're awake!"
I jumped about five feet when I heard that girl's voice again, looking around for the source.
"Wh-who was that?" I realised my voice was high and feminine.
"Hehe, well, my name's Sarah, I suppose"
Still turning and scanning, I peeked out of the window and around the bathroom door
"Where are you? I can't see you!"
"Well of course not, I'm a voice in your head!"
What? I stopped scanning and sat on the laminate floor, confused.
"Well, I think it's a little more appropriate to say you're in my head now…"
"What do you mean? You mean- you're this… suit thing?" I gingerly examined my newly smooth skin, my delicate arms.
"Yeah, one day on the way to college I was hit by this green ray out of nowhere… I was made hollow and could barely move. Then…  some guy in a hoodie grabbed me and threw me into a car."
"Wow, that kinda sucks." I remarked.
"Yeah," Sarah said, "At first I was paralyzed and had to sit there for weeks. But gradually I could move sort of awkwardly, and then one day I managed to slip out of the window of the guy's car and into the community centre, where I hid for about two days before slipping into your backpack."
"Oh… that's what that noise was." I glanced at my rucksack crumpled in the corner.

"One question: If I'm inside you… how are you talking to me?" I asked.
"I can just think and you'll hear it… our minds are linked now, presumably."
"Oh… that's… new, I suppose." I muttered, still in shock at the situation.
"I'm sorry I had to be so aggressive in making you 'wear' me but it felt so… awful being hollow. Like cold all the time. But now I have you, and you're so… warm… and nice…."
With that last word I felt another jolt travel up my… our… spine.
"Whoa now… I'm glad you like the accommodation, but I'm a guy…  I don't know if I can go around in your skin… is this permanent?" I pinched at Sarah's arm, as if it would just lift off.
"Oh pleeeease! I'm so cold and I need a host inside me desperately, I promise I'll let you out in a while!" She flustered, desperation straining her mental voice. I cringed and felt bad for this girl, having her life so quickly stolen from her.
"Okay okay, you can stay, I'm sorry."
"Oh thank you! Thank you so much!" I could feel her delight and her skin tightened on my body, as if hugging me.
"Wow, this feels so… weird…" I muttered
"You're telling me! I can't say I've ever been made into a suit and then swallowed up some guy before."
"Yeah, it's hardly a well-known phenomenon…"

I stood up and looked at Sarah's body in the mirror, up and down, small but full and well-shaped. I reached up a hand and gave my new breasts a rub, still dumbstruck at the idea.
"Closest I've ever been to a girl, heh."
"Hey! Hands off!" Sarah said, and a spark of pain forced my arm away.
"Ow! What the hell? Was that you?" I winced.
"Oh no, sorry, I didn't mean for it to hurt!" Sarah cried, "I didn't realise that would happen when I try to move myself."
"Oh… right. Can you make it not hurt when you do that?" I stammered, still a little bitter.
"Well, I think you have to relax and… 'hand over the reins' to me. I was told this stuff by that hooded guy… he said I could only take control if the host was willing. Oh god… he was going to… wear me… "
I could feel Sarah's disgust and once again felt bad for being angry.
"Uhm, okay, so I just relax?" I blushed and felt awkward as hell.
"I think so..." I could feel Sarah's awkwardness too, her voice wavering slightly. I closed my eyes and sat still for a minute, trying not to tense up.
"Try… now." I said, and like the pins and needles from before I felt a very bizarre feeling in my hands, as they reached down to push me up. The feeling quickly spread back to my legs and before I knew it Sarah was standing there, in control of my movements. We were spliced together like rope, mentally and physically, bound together like a helix.
"This feels so awesome! I have a body again!" Sarah grinned and bounced up and down on the spot, delighted.
"This feels really awkward and weird… but… okay I guess." I muttered, distracted by the bouncing breasts underneath my overlarge shirt.

"I can't thank you enough for doing this, thank you!" Sarah hugged herself… me, and I felt the tightness all over.
"Really, it's okay, just count yourself lucky I live alone here, otherwise I'd have a lot of explaining to do…"
"Oh, that's a relief." Sarah was still grinning like it was Christmas and looked at herself/me in the mirror directly. Her beautiful hazel eyes shone, her soft delicate mouth stretched in a smile and her long brown hair flowed down gracefully. I couldn't help but like her, she was extremely pretty.

"Wow, I'm really tired all of a sudden… whoa… can you take control for now?" She said, her grin fading.
"Oh, uh, okay" I stammered, snapping out of my trance and resuming control of my body. All the weirdness and strange feeling rushed back, the unusual tenderness. "I think being a suit leaves you without much energy."
"Yeah, it was terrible at first" Her voice had returned to somewhere indistinct in my mind. "I felt cold and exhausted."
"You said a hooded guy did this to you… did he say why?" I asked, stepping out into the living room.
"… Yeah… he said he needed my body for something… some drug smuggling thing, going to china. He said I was the least likely suspect – the perfect 'disguise'." She shuddered again. "I was terrified. I refused to let him put me on. He said he'd leave me for a long while, so I'd start to starve and eventually I'd have no choice but to bind to him for warmth and energy…"
"That's horrible… what an asshole!" I muttered, lying down on the couch.
"That's one way of putting it… now I've just vanished and nobody's gonna come looking for me except for him…" I could feel Sarah's horror and sickness.
"Don't worry though… I'll 'wear' you as long as you need. I won't let this prick steal your life away for his own selfish needs."  I said, and now it was Sarah's turn to blush… well, mentally.

"Thank you so much… I was so worried that the person I chose would reject me, or be a huge jerk, or freak out. You're so nice, and so… delicious… mmm…"
I could feel that tingling again, all over, and slowly writhing on the couch in this girl's body… it felt good…
"Yeah… maybe this isn't so bad. I've always wondered what a girl's life is like…" I was exhausted, and I could feel Sarah becoming tired too. "I think bed is a good idea right now."
"Agreed…"