The locker room was empty except for one young man who was standing in front of his locker in the nude. His fingers were gripping the open metal door and his back looked like it was rippling. The muscles were tense but the skin itself looked and even felt like water. If you looked closely, you could see the barely visible stream of essence coming out of his back, his soul was literally vacating his body and something else was entering it. His skin started to calm and suddenly he flicked his hair back with a beaming smile.
He ignored the clothes that were piled in front of his locker and he walked over to the mirrors adjacent to the showers. He started to dance, as though a song was playing inside of his head. He lifted up his arms, flexing his biceps in the mirror and bobbing his head to this silent tune. He was checking himself out, smiling at himself in the mirror.
"You are one handsome son of a bitch." He said, sliding along the floor to the center of the showers. He was dancing, lifting his arms up above his head. He was enjoying how his ass felt as he swayed it side to side and his cock started to harden. The damp air on his skin was even a sensation that felt better than anything he had ever felt before.
He was humming now, feeling how his cock felt between his legs as he felt it swing side to side. It started to chub up, and he slid his hands down his torso, feeling how wonderful it felt to have such a tight body.
He heard the door open in the distance and chuckled to himself, giving his cock another couple of swings and continuing to dance as though he didn't know anyone had come into the locker room. He spun around, thrusting his hips and then sliding out behind the tiled half wall to meet the other two had joined him. With his hands he motioned towards his cock.
"I'm not even that hard!" He said to them.
They both turned away and laughed, "Put some clothes on, Ben." Tabitha said, her arms covering her eyes. Tabitha and Fred were both standing outside of the showers and waited for Ben to put something on. He walked over to his pile of clothes confidently and slowly put them on like he was doing a reverse strip tease.
"It's a shame covering up this stud's body." Ben slipped on his shoes and joined the other two.
"Yeah, well we can't just walk around naked can we?" Fred said. Ben winked at him which made him blush and roll his eyes. The three of them, fully clothed, walked out of the locker room and down the hall to one of the labs. Tabitha pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door, making sure the blind was in place so prying eyes couldn't pry. They locked themselves in and in the center of the room were three tied up teachers. The original Tabitha, Fred, and Ben or more like Ms. Fredericks, Mr. Bartleby, and Coach Porter respectively. Their mouths were gagged and they were trying desperately to get out of the duct tape, rope and zip ties that were keeping them there.
"So what should we do with them?" Ben asked, standing in front of his bold body. The portly gentleman had a growing belly and was angrily trying to yell at him through the gag in his mouth. Ben leaned in, looking down at himself slyly before looking back up at the teacher. He lifted up his shirt and pat his stomach.
"Stop teasing him." Tabitha said. She went over to a shelf behind the main desk and pulled out a box filled with syringes. Three of them were already empty, the serum inside being the liquid that gave them the ability to swap their bodies with the three students in front of them. The other three were something else.
"Do we have to kill them?" Fred held up the syringe and walked over to his old body. The history teacher struggled in his binding and widened his eyes as he saw the tip of the needle.
"That's what they said. It wears off if we don't. Tell me you don't want to keep him." Ben was closer than the rest, ready to be rid of them.
"He's right," Tabitha said, looking at the old librarian, "I can't go back to that." She was the first to push the needle in and inject her with the liquid. Ben followed and then Fred did the same. The three of them dropped the needles at practically the same time and backed away. They thought they were just going to pass away, a poison filling their system, but something happened. They all groaned and wriggled as they started to deflate, a pool of liquid pooling underneath the chairs as their skin remained preserved. Nothing was left except a pile of skin of each of them and Ben picked his up first. It was stretchy and felt just like human skin, he could even feel the hair that was sprinkled over his body.
"Woah. They're suits." Tabitha picked hers up and turned it around.
"For when we need to be our old selves?" Fred asked.
"No way. This body is where I want to be." Ben chuckled.
"Still. Could be nice to be our old selves every once in a while without all the consequences." Fred put his in his bag.
"Who care's. We did it!" Tabitha was shoving her skin suit in a bag.
"Let's clean up." Fred started by mopping up the liquid essence on the ground, draining it all down the sink. The three of them walked out of the school in their new bodies, each of them with their old skin in their bags. As they went their separate ways to blend into their new lives, all of them had a beaming smile on their face.
So good 👍🏻