Meanwhile you had been frantically feeling for the flap of skin you knew had to be somewhere behind you neck. You were frustrated that you could find no imperfections in your female skin. Suddenly an idea hit you. 'I have other suits I have made. I can show you. You could even try one on yourself. When you change you will believe me’
Perhaps Marcia was already beginning to believe ‘If you're Matthew you can tell me how old our Grandmother is and her old address before she moved into the home’
‘Grandma will be 87 on August 15. She used to live at 15 Cherry lane’
‘Hmm… Maybe Christine would know that. What was the name of the pony Grandma had, that we used to ride?’
‘Charlie and he was dark brown. His friend was Milly but she didn’t like me. I was scared of her’ You could see Marcia was beginning to believe.
Meanwhile the real Christine had stripped naked and was beginning to peel the skinsuit off his torso. He was at the moment unmistakeably male even though the penis was now small and flaccid. Marcia looked amazed as the man peeled off his skin and stepped out of it. The naked man then held up what looked like a large hairy stocking.
You told both of the others. ‘Christine will start to change back now but it is a slow process’
‘Am I allowed to dress again?’ the real Christine asked in his still masculine voice. Marcia just nodded. “Ricky” was not a pretty sight.
She turned back to you. ‘What about our grandfather? What did we call him?’
‘Our true grandfather or the man Nan married? Our true grandfather was called Isaac. He died in the war. Mum never even knew him. Nan then married Barry, but we never knew him either. Nan has been alone since before we were born’
Marcia looked deeply into your eyes. ‘Okay I think I believe you. You are Matthew but you look like Christine. Did you really let that fat slob fuck you? Your standards are low. I’m disappointed’
’Hey remember I’m the real Christine’ “Ricky” said. ‘He promised me I would change back. Are you seeing anything yet? I don’t like being a fat slob’
‘Sorry. You’re still a repulsive fat dude’ Marcia said. At least he was dressed once more. Christine's long brown hair looked out of place on "Ricky's" fat body
‘This is rather embarrassing’ you gesticulated at yourself. I thought you were staying at your friends. I thought we had the place to ourselves’
‘I had a fight with Sandra. I thought it best if I came home for a few days. Now I’m glad I did. I always wanted a sister. Now I guess I have one’
‘This is only temporary. As soon as I can find that flap of skin I’ll get out of the suit and begin to change back into myself’
‘Don’t for my sake. ….. So how did you find it?’
‘Um?’
‘Sex as a girl? How did it compare to sex as a guy? I suppose either of you could answer that question’ She looked at “Ricky”
‘We’ve been calling him Ricky’ you explained to the unasked question.
‘It was good but different’ explained Ricky. All I could think of was sex until you turned up’
‘That’s not a very nice thing to say. All the boys at college think I’m really pretty’ Marcia feigned outrage
‘I didn’t mean it like that’ Ricky explained. ‘It’s just being interrupted during sex by my boyfriend’s sister put a dampener on my libido’
You filled him in from your own experience ‘As a male your lust turns off pretty quickly once you ejaculate. As a female you’re are left wanting more’
Marcia raised her eyebrows ‘Well you promised to show me your other suits. I want to see’
Before leaving the room you picked up the lacy panties that you had stepped out of and put them on. You could feel Ricky’s semen leaking out of your cunt and really wanted a visit to the bathroom. Marcia watched you pulling the panties up your legs and couldn’t hide her grin. ‘Do you mind if I just visit the bathroom first?’ you asked.
‘Go ahead but be quick. I really want to see these suits’