He was thirteen and yet he had big plans for his life.
Step one: Procure a costume gun.
Jason was quite driven for his young age, much more than his classmates of the same age as him. So far he had lacked opportunities to achieve what he wanted but now he had the means. His mom and dad was away during the weekend and he was itching to try it out. Who was a better target than his babysitter Kaliah?
She was a girl livig further down the street and his family hired her every now and then. She wasn´t mean or anything but she had an abrasive personality that Jason didn´t like.
As usual she was sitting in the couch watching TV and eating pizza that his parents had already paid for, not suspecting that she was about to become his guinea pig.
A careful aim and a pull of the trigger later there was a flat skinsuit on the couch, dressed in pink clothes.
Jason grinned and picked up the skin of Kaliah.
She was so much bigger than him. A head taller and at least twice the weight. She was a chunky girl to say the least. Good, because that would make it so much interesting.
He seperated the opening in the back, from the neck down to the buttcrack, and pried it open. The insides looked pink and a little bit flesh, as was expected.
With his own clothes neatly collected on a pile on the floor he began to insert one leg into the skinsuit.
The sensation from the bonding of his body to the skinsuit was immediate. The slightly longer leg Kaliah had threw off his balance a little bit, but it was rectified when he inserted his second leg into her.
"Wow". He could feel her, or his, thick thigs rub against each other. His own scrawny body offered nothing of that kind. It must had looked real funny with a small kid like him with his upper body on a lower body as big as hers.
The torso hanged down in front of him, calling on him to put it on.
Jason inserted one arm at the time and made sure his fingers fitted into hers before hoisting up the rest of the torso. It was a little bit tricky to reach around to his back but he did after a bit of a struggle. The reward came in the form that the boobs on his chest filled out and he became ever so slightly taller. The only thing left to put on was the hood.
But first he had to try out his new boobs.
*Moan*
He made an uncharacteristic sound for his boy voice, especially for that age. But who could have known that tits was so sensitive and felt so good.
There was still some lingering lust after playing with his boobs but it was time to complete the transformation.
He pulled the mask over his head and situated the slits in the correct positions.
There were a slight pressure all around his skull before it dissipated and the mask had attached itself to him.
A quick glance in the mirror confirmed what he already knew. He had became Kaliah. A very nude Kaliah.
As curious as he were Jason still decided to stick with his plan.
He wanted a showpiece for his upcoming business.
Kaliah´s muscle memory helped him immensly when putting on the bra and the rest of the clothing.
He gave himself a hard slap on his ass, mostly because her memories suggested it. The pain subsided quickly into a satisfying ripple on her fat behind.
The wole situation was strangely erotic, here he were, with full control of a young womans body and actions. He could do anything with or to her.
He carefully placed his phone on a flat surface and hit record on the camera.
It was time to put on a show.
With the recording and the costume gun he could convince customers that they had the need for someone else to pose as someone they knew.
This was the beginning of a prosperous enterprise.
