You almost scream as you see that even under the pinkish slime dripping off your body your skin has turned pink. Even your member had returned to its original latex pink.
You go to grab a towel to see if you could scrub this off because you have work just in a few hours. There is no towel on the rack near the sink.
You look down as your feet and walk back. Little pink puddles stayed where your feet were for a while then it disappeared. You couldn't track that pink stuff onto your carpet but it seems to disappear. But you need to get to a towel.
You just go back into your room.
Laid out neatly onto your bed and four human-like latex cutout. You hesitantly walk up and notice that they're not just cutouts but they are actually skins. They have a long slit in the back of them. Probably for entrance.
You grab one. It feels like real human skin. You turn it around. It's even got a sheath for your penis. But this one isn't big enough to fit your own. You grab the next one.
Wait! What are you doing?
You can't believe you are actually contemplating putting them on. You can't damn well stay pink though.
You grab another.
As you do, you realize you are melting and the disappearing goo is you evaporating! You need to get a skin on quick or you will melt away to nothing.
You decide to put on the one you are holding. You turn it around. You feel like Jim Carrey in The Mask as you slip your limbs in first, then you pull the head up and place the face over yours. The back seam seals up immediately, and you feel pinches all over your body like before.
You drop to the ground and press your back against the bed. Your pecs are the first to inflate. Then came your abs, they squish out into the abs of the skin. Your legs stretched as your calves stretched into the skin. Then your feet and hands squish into theirs. Then your face contorts. Your lips feel like they are being filled up. Then you lift off your butt as pain shoots up it and down the shaft of your penis. You feel your butt stretch into the pockets that are obviously much larger than your own. Then your penis feels like someone is pulling it up into your body. Your vagina and nipples burn and burn until a brain-wracking orgasm comes over you that leaves you trembling on all fours like a preteen experiencing her first masturbation.
Your transformation is complete.
As the waves of pleasure subside you open your eyes and look at your body. The first thing you notice is the cascade of red hair coming from you head and pooling on the floor below you.
Then you glance down and notice breasts hanging free. You think they must be at least D-cup. You realize if your going to see anything else you need to get to a mirror.
When you get to a mirror you see that you are a red headed bombshell of a young woman. From your thigh length hair, to your hourglass figure, to your supermodel face, to your long long perfectly shaped legs you are the picture of perfection of a 22 year old female. You gasp, "Oh My," in a voice dripping of honey and sexiness, while putting your hand up to your lips in a very feminine way.
You realize you are naked and think you should see if any of your male clothes fit, you really need to try and find a way out of the mess you suddenly found yourself in. You also realize you are way to calm about this, it must be whatever this stuff was keeping you calm so you could be it's host.
As you walk back into your bedroom you notice the other suits are still on your bed you also notice a black puddle where the suit you are wearing was. You really don't want to touch it but a sudden soothing sensation and a desire to touch it makes you think that it probably won't hurt you, and what is on you/in you wants you to touch it.
You semi-confidently walk over to it and as you are about to touch it it surges up and engulfs your hand. Then it sucks itself up and spreads itself up your arm, to your chest, and down your other arm. It then spreads up into your hair and down to your toes. You get a feeling to go to a mirror, wondering what it is going to do you comply and go to a full length mirror. When you get there you see that you look like some fetishists wet dream. You don't like it. You then feel whatever is in you talking to the black covering. It quivers and starts to change. At your hair, it starts to braid it leaving you with a butt length french braid. Then it draws up your arms leaving behind candy apple red fingernails. As it gets to your torso it starts changing into a V neck red velvet dress, drawing itself up your legs after encasing you feet in 5 inch, red, patent leather pumps. As the dress hem reaches mid calf it stops growing and a black leather belt encircles your waist. With the remaining material it forms a small black clutch purse on your shoulder.
Intrigued you open the purse and look at the ID within. It says you are ...