Crossdressing fiction these skins i wear these sins

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It can be difficult being right. The first thing that happens is someone telling you you’re
wrong. Take this girl here for instance: bleach-blonde hair. slutty makeup. long waxy
legs poking out from beneath a tiny skirt…at least that’s what she looks like after the
makeover I gave her. She used to be my manager down in UltraReal Bodysuits Research
and Development…that is until she told me I was wrong. Now…now she does whatever
I want her to do… In fact. in a way. I guess she is me…

We both knew right from the start that inventing new ways for female bodysuits to
satisfy perverts was beneath me…waaaayyyy beneath me”. But still. Jeanette thought
she could put a fox in a chicken coup and have it lay eggs… No. I did what I would do in
any laboratory in any company…l changed the world… The SkinTailor 2000 was the
fruit of my genius, a small gun-like device that could manipulate DNA on an atomic
level so that it compressed completely flat into two dimensions. Simply put. I created
something that could bend the laws of physics and turn anyone or anything into a
bodysuit.

Jeanette’s objections started with ‘unethical’, but as her disgust gained momentum. her
words turned into a tirade of ‘monsterous’, ‘horrific’ and ‘sick’. She didn’t even want to
hear that l was working on a new device that would reverse the process, all she cared
about was lambasting my ‘warped mind ‘. Well. let’s just say she got a first-hand
demonstration of my inventing prowess… The ‘O’ of shock on her face as the beam of
light struck her was satisfying enough. actually it was the inspiration behind her new
look. but the shocking scream as she slowly melted to the floor was intoxicating. I knew
right away that I had to wear her…

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I ‘m not sure how many men have been inside Jeanette but I guarantee that none of
them have had her quite like this. So tight…soooo tight…squeezing my entire body. Her
face in my face, her feet are my feet, and. of course, in more ways than one…her ass is
mine… And so, as her pilot and engineer, I modified her as I saw fit. swapping her
dreary conservative image for something a little more ‘fun’. I love the looks we’re
getting from our male colleagues, mostly because I know exactly what is going through
their heads…what they would like to do to the uptight bitch…oh, howl do hope she’s
maintained some self-awareness in her two dimensional state. I must admit. I’ve gained
a little bit of understanding for the men who buy these things. There’s something
strangely liberating about masquerading as someone else. I think before I remove
myself from dearest Jeanette here, I ‘ll sample someone else ‘s skin…

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