She pressed and stroked my skin like a painter, her hands dabbing with precision as she began to apply makeup to my face. I breathed in the sweet scent of cosmetics, feeling a strange thrill course through me at the thought of becoming an alluring, make-uped version of Sophie.
My heart raced as Sophie carefully lined my lips with a deep red lipstick. The sensation of her hands on my face made me feel strangely exposed. There was this unfamiliar sensation that made my skin flush with anticipation.
“You're finished. Let's head to Jakob's room and present our work,” she said while quickly packing up her makeup.
I nodded in agreement. I was actually tempted to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, but I could not bring myself to do it while Sophie was around.
I stood up from my seat and then slowly ran my hands across the hips of the short skirt. It felt foreign in a way that both delighted and unnerved me. The fabric tightened as if to cling tighter against every curve of my body. A feeling of heaviness settled on my chest - an unfamiliar yet pleasing tightness.
"Are you ok?" she asked, catching my discomfort.
The sudden question had me flustered, and I stammered in response. "It's just... I'm a bit nervous to walk out of this room." I said, struggling to disguise the fact that being in her body aroused me.
Sophie's body was alluring, full of seductive curves, and it was mine to command. Every movement seemed to captivate me, and I wanted nothing more than to explore this body.
"Don't think too much about it. Just do your best to portray yourself as me, as I'm doing the same for you. Let's finish this presentation quickly, and then we can start focusing on this bizarre situation that's happening to us," she said in an understanding voice.
I nodded and took a deep breath. Jakob's room is located in the middle section of our office - meaning we have to walk past a whole lot of our colleagues to get there.
Sophie started to walk out of the room. I quickly followed her. I pulled down the skirt self-consciously, aware that this body was now more visible to others than ever before.
As I walked out of the room, the damn high heels clacked against the hardwood floor of the office, drawing all my colleagues attention to me. I noticed a few of our male colleagues looking me up and down with admiration.
Just yesterday, I was at their place. Doing the same thing as they did. But today, I was the subject of their gazes.
I kept my eyes focused straight ahead, determined to keep my posture and demeanour composed. I could feel the eyes of my peers following me, and I knew that rumours about me and Sophie were being whispered around.
