Jacqueline had gotten bored of her standard skinsuits. She had tried them all, tall people, short people, mythical species, fictional characters, family members; you name it, she had experimented with it. She had drawn the line with animals and children, as she found that just too odd; although as time went on, her inhibitions crumbled. No, she sought something new, an experience that would give her that sense of novelty from when she first tried on a skinsuit, that anxious, shivering glee of pure excitement.

She had had a fetish for skinsuits since before she even knew was a fetish was, and it was through them that she had experienced her sexual awakening, so she deemed it right that she would continue to expand in this direction, exploring her favorite fetish even more as she became more and more desensitized to what she had previously loved.

She was part of a small message board of skinsuiters, people of similar wealth and interest to her, who also enjoyed the beauty of becoming someone else, being able to have sexual escapades under different identities and with different bodies. One day, while she was in a particularly horny mood, she contacted them.

“guyyyyys, what do i do? ive exhausted nearly everything i can think of. there’s just no more excitement for me anymore, what should i do?”

While many of the newer members of the board were no help, as they were still riding the high of discovering skinsuits for the first time, many of the long time posters and lurkers were able to help.

“have you tried impersonating a family member?”

“yeah, and that was hot, but idk, i’ve just done it too much, i feel nothing now”

“oh, that sucks”

“have you tried layering multiple suits?” someone else asked her. “i know its pretty standard, but maybe you hadnt tried it yet”

“nah, ive done that plenty”

After a few days of intermittent discussion amongst the board of what kinds of out there shit she could do, one of the oldest members of the community spoke up: a legend who frequently found most of the content for the community, seemingly as soon as it was posted.

“have you tried putting on a suit upside down?” they asked.

“no, i cant say i have. thats something new for sure! thanks, ill go try it”

She logged off her computer and went to her closet. Opening it up, there were tons of skinsuits: a black-haired goth chick, a peppy, blonde athletic girl, a jock or two, a nerd, some elves, a fairy, her parents, and her brother, to name some of her selection.

She pondered over which one to choose. It always was hard, each offered their own special fun, and she enjoyed getting into character, especially when she went out in public. She decided to get into one of the jocks first, as she wanted to have fun with some big, dumb muscle.

Jordan, as she’d named the suit, was a 6’5” black man: college age; with broad shoulders; a borderline bodybuilder aesthetic to him, with toned abs, muscular arms and swole legs - he clearly would have spent a lot of time at the gym, were he real - and a cock proportionate to his size: about 8 inches long when erect.

Jacqueline really liked being Jordan, he was one of her favorite suits. While she was a tall, muscular girl herself, she loved being an absolute male powerhouse. The added youth didn’t hurt either. Jaqueline was in her early thirties, and having an opportunity to go to college events and hang out with other college students on the weekend, posing as a student from some other college “just visiting”, was really nice. The greatest part to her though, was his increased sexual stamina. While as herself, she has a hard time getting off, but with her suits, it was a different story. She ordered all of them to not only be much more sensitive than she normally was, but to also have controllable orgasms: she could have them whenever she wanted, for as long as she wanted. This made her a great partner in bed, and she had seduced plenty of college students while wearing her skins. Jordan was the skin she had used the most for this sort of activity, and had gotten laid nearly every weekend she had decided to wear him; but her goth skin, Rachel, wasn’t far behind, being able to fuck nearly any guy she wanted while wearing it.

She took Jordan out of her closet and began to undress, letting the cool, conditioned air of her apartment tickle her toned, fair body. She looked down, happy at what she saw. She almost always wore a skinsuit of herself, just better looking in every way. Her actual breasts were too small for her liking, so she had them increased to around a B to C cup. Same with her ass, it was normally too flat, so she made it bigger. While she did work out at the gym often, the skinsuit was more noticeably muscular than she usually was. So that she didn’t have to do as much self-care, the suit was always hairless besides her head. And of course, it had the controllable orgasms, too.

Once she was naked, she tore Jordan in half across his waist. This didn’t damage the suit at all, and was actually the easiest way of putting it on. Sure, she could enter from an orifice, but it was much easier to put it on like a shirt and some pants. The suit would close back up seamlessly when the two parts meet, leaving nobody aware she was wearing a suit. She took the legs of the suit, and began to work them up her arms, the ass facing up, and the dick dangling towards the ground. This was a lot more awkward than she had expected, as the feet couldn’t grab onto things nearly as well as hands, and so she kinda just had to slide her hand-feet along the arm-legs until they were on correctly.

When her arms were fully inside the legs, she lowered her head and stuffed it inside, going into the dick. She found she could no longer see, and wondered if she had made a mistake. After some thinking, she reasoned, yes, this was an error indeed, and brought her head back out, so she could see once more. She tried to grab Jordan’s upper half from the floor below her, and found that it was possible if she squeezed the skin between her finger-toes.

She sat on the floor, legs splayed out, as she tried to coërce the arms of the suit onto her legs. It was difficult, as her feet-hands couldn’t grasp the skin very well, but just like the arms, she got them on by slowly pushing them up her legs. After that, the rest of the torso was easy to get on: she pulled it up so that her pussy connected with the neckhole of the suit, and worked the chest up her lower torso.

Seeing that it was finally time to complete donning the suit, she once more tucked her head into the suit’s dick and worked its hairy torso over her decently-sized breasts. With some effort, the two halves of the suit connected, and she felt her world shift oddly.

He regained his vision, but it was upside-down, coming from where his pussy used to be. While his bodily functions had switched, it seemed not everything had. After orienting himself, flipping out of the handstand he was in into a more natural standing position, he realized that his center of consciousness hadn’t moved: he was literally thinking with his dick.

“Well, this is rather odd” he thought aloud. “I mean, I knew it would be, but it just takes some time to get used to in practice.”

He tried to walk around his room, feeling a little uncomfortable, as he had to move what used to be his arms to move around. He slowly got the hang of it, and after a few minutes of stumbling around, his walking began to resemble that of a normal person’s again. Everything was starting to feel normal again, which was simultaneously exciting and disappointing for him. On one hand, he could go his whole day like this, with nobody knowing that there was a really horny thirty-some-year-old girl upside-down within this hunk. On the other hand, he wished that the change would be more drastic and exciting than this.

“Y’know, I’m not used to feeling such a disconnect between where my head is and where my sense of thought is located. I wonder… would orgasming… be different with my dick as my mind?”

He sat down on the end of his bed and grabbed both some tissues and his phone. He looked up one of his favorite hentai: a girl layering suits of her brother and herself, then masturbating with her brother’s cock. When he was adequately aroused, he formed the tissues into a sort of condom around his dick and began to pump.

After a few minutes of pumping his dick, he decided that he was ready to cum, and released his load into the tissues. Sure enough, it felt pretty weird. While he still felt the orgasm climb up his spine into his head, instead of feeling it located in both his head and his dick, the sensation was instead focused entirely within his cock, giving a sort of double shockwave to his mind. He could only sit back and bask in the glory that was his inverse orgasm. He fell back onto the bed, feeling the intense afterglow, now located within his dick.

“That was AMAZING!” he bellowed, glad to have found some new experience for the first time in months, if not years. “That was totally unlike anything I have felt before… Hmm… could I feel something like that as I girl…?”

He got up after resting for a bit, ready for his next experience with upside-down suits. He wobbled his way over to the closet, caught off guard by the weird way he had to walk after sitting for a bit. He looked through his suits and decided that he would next wear Rachel, the goth girl. He wanted to get laid tonight as a girl.

He took the Rachel suit and split it in half along the waist, just like with the Jordan suit. He had learned from the last time though, and began putting the suit on legs first. He slid Rachel’s arms over his legs, feeling his feet become hands once more. His muscular legs slid effortlessly into her petite arms, getting significantly smaller. He found it hard to support himself on her small arms, and had to sit down on his bed to continue working the suit up his body.

When the suit reached his crotch, he decided to experiment a bit. He took the suit’s head and compressed the neck, sticking his dick into the tongue of the suit. He then pulled up the rest of the torso, turning the lower half of his body into the upper half of a hot goth chick. They were struck with a sense of confusion, as now they could see twice: both heads could see simultaneously. They laid down on the bed fully, now being two torsos fused at the waist.

The Jordan half began to play with the breasts of the Rachel half, while the Rachel half experimented to see if her plan had worked. She stuck out her tongue and began to gently touch it. Stroking it revealed that, yes, it now had the sensitivity and feeling of a dick. She began to play with it, gently touching its tip, and pulling her finger along its length, focusing on the strange feelings now centered within it. She was floating in a cloud of ecstasy, as she felt her dick-tongue being stimulated while her tits were being played with by her male half.

Another idea came to her. They reached forward with both halves of her body, bringing them into a tight hug, and they began to french kiss, wrapping their tongues around each other. The wet stimulation of her tongue felt like a really loose blowjob, and she found sexual energy quickly building up within her. Wondering what it would feel like to orgasm with a tongue, she let it happen. Her tongue shook and spasmed like a dick, releasing saliva across its length, as if it were cumming. Their Jordan half took in her saliva and slurped it down, feeling her tongue writhe within his mouth. This time, her orgasm was centered entirely within her head, her tongue feeling limp and tired, and an afterglow building within her head, feeling like the world’s most pleasant headache.

After such an enjoyable experience, they began to put on the lower half of the Rachel suit. Jordan’s arms slipped into her legs, and she pulled the suit up, his head disappearing into her pussy. Soon there was nothing but an ordinary goth girl standing there, with no sign that anything was odd within her.

Everything once more felt normal to the Jacqueline within the suit, as her consciousness was once more centered within her head, and her legs were once more her legs.

“Ahh, it feels nice to be back to normal, although I still have some plans with this upside-down business.”

She sat down on her bed and began to masturbate.

She fondled once of her breasts, gently grabbing it and drawing circles around its areola. With her other hand she stimulated her pussy. She stuck two fingers into her vagina, finding her G-spot and stimulating it gently, while also using her thumb to rub her clit. She found herself lost in pleasure, feeling the waves of sexual energy go across her body. Once it reached a maximum, she pulled her hand out of her snatch and instead spread her labia wide open. Within her uterus, she felt something large began to work its way out. She let out a massive moan, as she involuntarily came over and over as the large object worked its way through the tunnel of her nethers. Soon, it poked its way out of her. She birthed Jordan’s head, and he immediately began to fellate her, giving her head. He worked his tongue over her clitoris, drawing small circles around it, and gently sucking on it.

While Jordan fellated her clit, she resumed playing with her breast, and began to play with her tongue too. She stroked her tongue, feeling the strange dick-like feeling build up within it, while the pleasure from her pussy and her tits welled up inside her. After playing with herself for a while, she felt it was as good a time as any, and came. Her tongue once more spasmed, releasing its orgasmic energy, while her vagina came over Jordan’s head. They felt Jordan’s neck become covered with her pussy juice, moist and warm.

Finished with her sexual romp, Rachel shoved Jordan’s head back into her vagina, basking in the strange feeling of unbirthing their own head. Once it was inside, she willed it away, and was once more just Rachel.

She decided to get ready. She put on some lacy black panties and a lacy black bra, holding her B-size breasts. She went over to her other wardrobe, filled with the various outfits for her many personas, and picked out a revealing black top, adorned with a skull, with straps that let her show off her pale shoulders. She put on a garterbelt and some stockings, with a dark purple skirt to cover it up. She then went to the bathroom and applied her makeup: dark purple eyeshadow, tons of mascara and eyeliner, and purple blush.

Ready for a night out, she grabbed her purse, filled with a fake I.D. some money, lube, and some condoms. She couldn’t get pregnant in the suit, but her hook-ups didn’t know that, so she brought some to be safe anyway.

She left her apartment and got in her car, ready to head to a party at the local college. She was going to have a fun time tonight, especially with an extra kinky layer within.