I felt around the back, and started to pull Patrick's face off my own, it was like the suit was alive, trying it's best to stay on my body, I pulled harder and the face came away and flopped down landing on Patrick's heavy pecs.
I was sweating like a pig, it was damn hot in the suit - but I was prepared to sacrifice the unpleasantness..
I loved Patrick's body, but wasn't sure if I wanted to continue his life at the moment. With that, I reached around the back of the suit and pulled up the zipper as far as it would go, I carefully stretched out the neck of the suit and pushed Patrick's head back into the suit. With that I turned and looked at my reflection in the mirror..
There I stood, my own face - but on Patrick's muscular body...