His Perfect Man
After years of sitting on it, I couldn’t deny it any longer, I was in love with my gay roomate. The only promblem was I, as a woman, was not his type. How couldn’t I, Dylan was the complete package. He's an absolute hunk, spending practically all his free time at the gym. But he’s more than a wall of muscle with beautiful eyes and a winning smile. He’s actually sweet and caring, and never fails to make me laugh. When I broke up with my asshole of an ex, he sat down with me and was a shoulder to cry on. Since then, I couldn’t help but fall in love with him. I tried so many times to ease my way into a more romantic light, subtly flirting with him and trying to make my crush obvious, but he seemed to look at me as nothing but his friend. Then he finally came out as gay and everything started to make sense. Still my heart was broken.
I tried my best to move on, but every time he would bring home a Grindr date home or go on about another one of his boy-crushes; I began to want him more. It seemed like an impossible task… until I stumbled upon a shop website called the NewU.
At first I thought it was some kind of prostitution website until I looked into it further. The homepage had a photo of different attractive men and women, but clicking on it revealed another picture of the same person unmasked to reveal a whole other person underneath. Apparently they were bodysuits, artificial yet super realistic skin costumes that would make you look, sound, and fuck like a different person. I couldn’t believe my eyes. There were many default models to choose from: all sorts of athletes, celebrities and other hotties. But I was more interested in the custom option. With my longing heart and my credit card, I got to work to make a bodysuit with one goal in mind, to transform myself into Dylan’s perfect man.
A few weeks passed and I anxiously awaited for the delivery of my new body. Finally it arrived, but Dylan was the one to answer the door. I didn’t realize how big the box would be, but Dylan definitely questioned what was inside the package as tall as him.
I tried not to panic, lying to him that it was just a shelf for my closet. He seemed to buy it, leaving me alone with the package.
I quickly dragged the box into my room. It was much heavier than I initially imagined. Using a pair of scissors I spared no time to slice open the box, revealing the sea of packing peanuts. I dug into the mass until I felt something amazing, smooth skin. The initial touch sent an excited quiver throughout my body. I dug my hands further in, pulling the mass to the surface. In an instant, what appeared to be a beautiful man lay in front of me. Though he looked and felt like a normal person, he felt limp in my hands. His face was expressionless, staring blankly at me. I placed a hand on his rather-large pec, but as I applied pressure it collapsed unnaturally, air escaping from its mouth. I hauled the ‘man’ up onto my bed, posing him upright against the wall. Looking at it, it was perfect!
It was exactly how I customized it on the website. Dylan had an obvious preference with Spanish men with pretty faces. How it looked so real, I could tell you. The website said it was made with some new bio-synthetic material but I didn’t care about the science, only that It would bring me to my love.
I pulled off the white tank to reveal his abs and yummy chest. I took it upon myself to give him some lighter but defined muscles. I pulled down the cheap pants it was wearing to reveal my favorite part. The bigger the better I say and I made sure this guy was packing. I played around with the limp rod, hopefully when I get in it, I can figure out how to bring it to life.
The instructions on the website clearly stated for complete assimilation with the suit, I have to go in fully naked. Heading to my bathroom, I took one last look at my real face in the mirror. It was time to say goodbye to Kayla and become someone else. Stripping out of my clothes I headed towards my bodysuit. I flipped it over looking for the opening. The website offered many different styles like a stretchable-mouth entrance and a detachable head, but I chose to go with the zipper model, just in case I needed to quickly slip out of this person and become me again. The suit came with a layover of skin that would discreetly hide the opening. Pulling down the zipper, I watched as the realistic man collapsed on top itself, becoming a nothing but a weighted pile of synthetic flesh. Though the outer surface felt like human skin, the inside was soft and cool, designed for the user’s comfort.
Nervously, I slipped my foot into the back. As my foot slithered into the right spot, I felt a tingle as it melded with my body. Wiggling the toes, I felt confident that this would work. I decided to push deeper into my new transformation, sensually enjoying the new changes. As I pulled the skin up my waist, replacing my female parts with the new dick, the once flaccid member immediately became rock hard. It was like it had a mind of my own, sticking straight up with a slight curve. Barely able to control myself, I gave the 10 inches a longing squeeze. A splash of pre pumped out giving me an amazing new feeling. I was tempted to handle it right then, but I knew it would be much better when I was fully the new me.
Sliding each arm into the muscles man’s, his chest now melded onto mine, completely hiding my womanly origin. All that was left was my head, still poking out from the suit's back as the mask hung sadly on my pecs. Ducking into the suit's opening, for a moment everything went dark. I wonder how strange it would’ve looked from the outside as I struggled to push my head until it fit correctly into its beautiful Spanish face. Finally I lined my face parts with his, taking them for my own. Blinking with bewilderment, I looked back into the mirror to find I had fully become the man.
I flashed a smug pout. “Hola,” my voice has changed to the steely baritone I had ordered, a voice that would attract Dylan immediately. I practiced the persona I invented in the mirror, it finally fit with my new appearance. “My name is Mateo, I couldn’t help noticing you staring. Let’s take this back to your place.” My hands crept down my new chiseled body, feeling all the new nooks and cranny. I continued to speak, pretending to allure my crush; pumping my rock hard dick until strings of white fluid shot out. Man, that felt crazy good, different from why I was used to, but still amazing.
Fatigued, I crashed onto the rather girly bed, still touching myself and exploring my amazingly hot body. I know I have to keep him a secret until the time is right, but I may just take Mateo out on the town tonight. My ultimate goal is to get Dylan’s attention, but I'm ready to push the limits of this new body. I quickly get changed into the designer clothes I bought just for Mateo and call an Uber to take me to the closest nightclub, a hotbed to test out my new self and make a name for this legendary dick.
After scoring a few times then I’ll enact my grand plan, showing up at Dylan’s favorite pub, charming him with my good looks. What he won’t know is that underneath is really his female roommate that has loved him all along.
