“This is insane.” I murmured, my voice still distinctly male, I flipped through the suits instructions before finding a switch just behind the ear. “Testing…testing…oh now this is actually insane!” I chuckled, my voice modulated to sound exactly like Mom’s. 

My reflection was hers, even as I stretched my jaw, stuck out my tongue, I had her face. Reaching up I squished one of my false breasts, but they felt incredibly realistic. The hair felt human as I tucked it behind my ear, the skin felt like it was my own. The longer I’m in it, the more I realise this suit was definitely worth the extortionate price point. 

I’ve always been jealous of older women; their style, their grace and beauty. My Mom has always been beautiful, I’ve wished to wake up in her shoes more times than I could count. Before I was able to cross dress to satiate my urges but as I grew bigger that was no longer an option. 

Until I was scrolling on a forum and saw a link to ‘Suits4U’ a company who design and create custom skin suits. Essentially mailing you a costume of whoever you desire. I’d seen suits before, often silicon and false looking but these seemed real…too real enough that warrant me thinking it was a scam. 

But as I read more I saw a testimonial video, a larger older man naked with a suit of a girl more my age. The video has no cuts, just ten minutes of him somehow stuffing himself in to the petite form. It turned him from 6’3” to 5’1” from overweight to dainty and feminine. This company seemed like the real deal. 

So I placed an order, providing them with plenty of photos and videos to reference. It was a huge hit to the bank account but it’d be worth it. And after six months of waiting I finally had it, just in time for the family vacation which I tactically pulled out of. 

As soon as the car was off the driveway I had stripped down, taking the suit from the box and slipping my legs through the whole in the back. Initially it was disappointing, the thing felt rubbery…fake. But I persisted, sliding my hands into the respective holes. Pulling the suit over my hips, shoulders and zipping it up. 

I waited for a second, disappointed that I’d been scammed. Until it began to tighten, a strange numbing sensation while it worked its magic and within a minute I could feel the carpet between my toes. A breeze between my legs, my nipples stiffening…it all felt real. 

I looked at the mask, taking it with slender female fingers. Holding my breath and putting it on, closing my eyes as it tightened around me until that was it…I was her. 

“Haha!” I laughed admiring my creation, now it was time to choose an outfit! 

“This is insane.” I murmured, my voice still distinctly male, I flipped through the suits instructions before finding a switch just behind the ear. “Testing…testing…oh now this is actually insane!” I chuckled, my voice modulated to sound exactly like Mom’s. (More Below)