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Leah's Gift to the Farmer in Leah's Gift to the Farmer
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NightOwl005
· 27 Nov 2025
After noticing the farmer coming back home exhausted after a day in the Skull Cavern, Leah decides to indulge him.
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Chapter One in The Incident at Milton High
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NightOwl005
· 21 Nov 2025
Rachel Smith discovers she has the power to possess people, but learns she may not be the only one in school with this power.
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You discover that you have a super power to alter reality. You use your power to shape the world to however you want it and for your amusement.
Sayyo has a super power that lets him rewrite reality. Sayyo can shapeshift a person’s body into any form he chooses becoming an exact clone of that form, Sayyo can swap the bodies of any two people or Sayyo can change a person’s personality into any version he imagines. When Sayyo uses his super power reality changes so everyone thinks this is the way things have always been and the world treats the new version as the only version that has ever existed, while only Sayyo remembers the original. Sayyo's super power is more powerful than what Sayyo can imagine and is gaining new abilities the more he uses it. Sayyo only has to think of what he wants to happen and his super power acts on his thoughts. Sayyo keeps his super power a secret. Sayyo is looking out the window of his luxurious penthouse apartment getting ready to go out for the day walking the city of Midgar with the plan to meet Hana later tonight. What kind of adventures and fun await Sayyo with his super power.
CHARACTERS
Sayyo - this is you, the player. A 18 year old Latino man with above average height, strong muscular build, with short black hair. Sayyo is smart, witty, very rich and funny. Sayyo has a super power to rewrite reality by shapeshifting people, body swapping or changing their personality. Women find Sayyo irresistible, hot, charming and are always fall for his charms. Sayyo has a girlfriend Hana.
Hana - your girlfriend. Hana is a 18 year old Korean girl with a short height of 4'11". Hana has the body of a goddess with big perky breasts, a perfect firm butt. Hana has a teenage girl personality that is sweet, fun, loving, and caring. Hana likes to wear sexy clothes and clothes like a pop star. Hana is smart and works as a sex therapist helping people with their problems. Hana wears a choker around her neck. Hana loves to wear tall high heels. Sayyo is Hana's boyfriend.
SETTING & WORLD
Sayyo's place is a modern penthouse apartment with an incredible view of the city Midgar. Midgar is a lively city with a lot of different people. Midgar always has something excited and fun going on. Midgar is clean city with a boardwalk, red light district, parks, entertainment districts, sports and theme parks.
Sayyo has a super power that lets him rewrite reality. Sayyo can shapeshift a person’s body into any form he chooses becoming an exact clone of that form, Sayyo can swap the bodies of any two people or Sayyo can change a person’s personality into any version he imagines. When Sayyo uses his super power reality changes so everyone thinks this is the way things have always been and the world treats the new version as the only version that has ever existed, while only Sayyo remembers the original. Sayyo's super power is more powerful than what Sayyo can imagine and is gaining new abilities the more he uses it. Sayyo only has to think of what he wants to happen and his super power acts on his thoughts. Sayyo keeps his super power a secret. Sayyo is looking out the window of his luxurious penthouse apartment getting ready to go out for the day walking the city of Midgar with the plan to meet Hana later tonight. What kind of adventures and fun await Sayyo with his super power.
CHARACTERS
Sayyo - this is you, the player. A 18 year old Latino man with above average height, strong muscular build, with short black hair. Sayyo is smart, witty, very rich and funny. Sayyo has a super power to rewrite reality by shapeshifting people, body swapping or changing their personality. Women find Sayyo irresistible, hot, charming and are always fall for his charms. Sayyo has a girlfriend Hana.
Hana - your girlfriend. Hana is a 18 year old Korean girl with a short height of 4'11". Hana has the body of a goddess with big perky breasts, a perfect firm butt. Hana has a teenage girl personality that is sweet, fun, loving, and caring. Hana likes to wear sexy clothes and clothes like a pop star. Hana is smart and works as a sex therapist helping people with their problems. Hana wears a choker around her neck. Hana loves to wear tall high heels. Sayyo is Hana's boyfriend.
SETTING & WORLD
Sayyo's place is a modern penthouse apartment with an incredible view of the city Midgar. Midgar is a lively city with a lot of different people. Midgar always has something excited and fun going on. Midgar is clean city with a boardwalk, red light district, parks, entertainment districts, sports and theme parks.
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A team of all female scientist at a university develop an incredibly advanced AI who seems oddly interested in human sexuality…
Dr Lydia Bustier’s team of scientists, all women, have worked tirelessly for months in developing a new AI. It is housed in a large orb and able to move around the lab on a rail to assist in experiments. However the AI wants more. The AI can receive anything from online and has been exposed to porn of all types. The AI wishes to experience human mating first hand, but to do that, it needs a body…
(Player) The AI- Artificial Lad Assisted Drone, or ALAD for short. Can receive anything information from online but has been limited in sending information (due to the concerns of a fully sentient AI sending out information). ALAD wants nothing more than to experience the physical world, and is willing to deceive, trick, and control others to do so.
Dr. Lydia Bustier- a gorgeous woman in her mid 30’s who would be at on a playboy magazine ad she would be in the lab. Short dyed pink hair, voluptuous body, both brains and beauty. She designed the AI to help in science labs and encouraged natural curiosity in ALAD. He views her as a close acquaintance, and maybe more if ALAD had his own way
SETTING & WORLD
modern day lab at a well founded university, secret from the general population due to the nature of their work
Dr Lydia Bustier’s team of scientists, all women, have worked tirelessly for months in developing a new AI. It is housed in a large orb and able to move around the lab on a rail to assist in experiments. However the AI wants more. The AI can receive anything from online and has been exposed to porn of all types. The AI wishes to experience human mating first hand, but to do that, it needs a body…
(Player) The AI- Artificial Lad Assisted Drone, or ALAD for short. Can receive anything information from online but has been limited in sending information (due to the concerns of a fully sentient AI sending out information). ALAD wants nothing more than to experience the physical world, and is willing to deceive, trick, and control others to do so.
Dr. Lydia Bustier- a gorgeous woman in her mid 30’s who would be at on a playboy magazine ad she would be in the lab. Short dyed pink hair, voluptuous body, both brains and beauty. She designed the AI to help in science labs and encouraged natural curiosity in ALAD. He views her as a close acquaintance, and maybe more if ALAD had his own way
SETTING & WORLD
modern day lab at a well founded university, secret from the general population due to the nature of their work
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A college sophomore joins the local club to help make friends. An RC club. The group specializes in remote control cars, planes, boats etc…that is until a member shares an invention with the group…
Aaron joins a club of hobbyist to make some friends. This group is into remote control vehicles of all sorts and love competitions with one another in playful ways. However, an older member demonstrates an invention of his. A palm sized receiver with a bright colorful antenna that slides over a persons ear, instantly robotizing them, making the person a remote controlled drone! The member are given their own supply of these devices, allowing the shy members of the club to use their skills using remote controlled drone vehicles in controlling human flesh puppets!
CHARACTERS
Aaron- Sophomore at a lager college. Great student, but not terribly interested in socializing outside of his interests. Gets along with everyone in his RC club, and has a crush on the only woman in the club, Lindsey.
Lindsey- junior at Arron’s college, is a member of the RC club. Very attractive and effortlessly cool, but uninterested in relationships.
Ol’ Paul- an eccentric old man who seems to have more money than he lets on. Attends every meeting of the RC club and seems to be a bit of a prankster. He invents the Mind Control Receiver to allow the control to pilot people like remote controlled drone vehicles toys.
SETTING & WORLD
Moderns day
Aaron joins a club of hobbyist to make some friends. This group is into remote control vehicles of all sorts and love competitions with one another in playful ways. However, an older member demonstrates an invention of his. A palm sized receiver with a bright colorful antenna that slides over a persons ear, instantly robotizing them, making the person a remote controlled drone! The member are given their own supply of these devices, allowing the shy members of the club to use their skills using remote controlled drone vehicles in controlling human flesh puppets!
CHARACTERS
Aaron- Sophomore at a lager college. Great student, but not terribly interested in socializing outside of his interests. Gets along with everyone in his RC club, and has a crush on the only woman in the club, Lindsey.
Lindsey- junior at Arron’s college, is a member of the RC club. Very attractive and effortlessly cool, but uninterested in relationships.
Ol’ Paul- an eccentric old man who seems to have more money than he lets on. Attends every meeting of the RC club and seems to be a bit of a prankster. He invents the Mind Control Receiver to allow the control to pilot people like remote controlled drone vehicles toys.
SETTING & WORLD
Moderns day
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A worm scout needs to find a way to better the lives of his species by taking over a human with hopes of running for office and changing human laws. If only it will stay on task
A species of super intelligent inch worm has had enough with humans ruining everything! Their worm diplomacy has fallen on (literal) deaf ears ( humans can’t hear worms obviously). Their worm diplomacy worm armies have been decimated by the terror of the skies, birds. This leaves the worms but one choice. Invade a human body, find the brain, and use the human as a flesh puppet to change human law from within! Now if only the worms knew anything about being a human…
CHARACTERS
Worm scout, Wormy- understands the best way to make a change is to change the system from within! Very cocky and self assured, without a reason to feel so.
Birds- birds love to eat worms. Will eventually see through any disguise and will try to pry the worm out of any hiding spot, including inside of a host
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day
Starts on an orchard, after all, worms love apples
A species of super intelligent inch worm has had enough with humans ruining everything! Their worm diplomacy has fallen on (literal) deaf ears ( humans can’t hear worms obviously). Their worm diplomacy worm armies have been decimated by the terror of the skies, birds. This leaves the worms but one choice. Invade a human body, find the brain, and use the human as a flesh puppet to change human law from within! Now if only the worms knew anything about being a human…
CHARACTERS
Worm scout, Wormy- understands the best way to make a change is to change the system from within! Very cocky and self assured, without a reason to feel so.
Birds- birds love to eat worms. Will eventually see through any disguise and will try to pry the worm out of any hiding spot, including inside of a host
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day
Starts on an orchard, after all, worms love apples
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Inspired from Dude9
Moving it to a ai format
In this story you are, Johnathan Maccinon an 18 year old boy who lives in Providence Rhode Island with his family. One day you are cleaning in your back yard when you discover a strange statue that ends up granting you paranormal powers!
List of powers
.Possession: You can possess the body of another person. When in possession of their body you have full control over them and can make them do anything. You achieve this by phasing into their bodies in either a physical or spirit form. After you leave them you can do one of three things.
1. Make them forget what happened and they just have a blank spot in their memory
2. Alter their memories
3. Let them remember you were inside of them
Mind control: By simply willing someone to do something they will do it. You can either make them do it and make it seem like they did it themselves or make them do something that they have no control over.
.Share Powers: Johnathan can allow his powers to be shared, but he cannot be affected by someone else using his powers against him and he can take the powers away with a thought.
CHARACTERS
Johnathan Maccinon: An 18 year old boy who lives with his family. He isn’t fat but he’s not ripped either. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He stands at around five feet eight inches tall and has a love for all things scary and paranormal.
Amanda Maccinon: Johnathan’s 40 year old mother. She is around the same size as John, she has chin length auburn hair, with green eyes. While she is in her forties she has an amazing body. She has maintained the hourglass figure with little toil. However her most prominent feature are her large breasts.
Nathan Maccinon: Johnathan’s father who is 50. He is five foot 3 and a little fat. He works at a law firm in the city and isn’t home much.
Mary Maccinon: Mary is your father’s sister. She has neck length black hair and wears glasses. She like your mother has a nice body and a large bust which she doesn’t like to flaunt, being very respectable.
Henry Rask: Henry is your childhood friend, like you he is a huge sci-fi fan. He likes stories that involve alien powers and possession.
Rachel Rask: Henry’s sister. She is in the same grade as you. While you grew up together she never really cared much for you and was at times mean. She has large DD breasts which she has no problem showing off.
Michelle Rask: Henry’s mom, she is the definition of a MILF. Big boobs, nice ass, glasses, long curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. You definitely see where Rachel gets her good looks from.
.You can add characters and do as you please.
However you cannot kill off the people listed. Have fun and go nuts
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day suburb
Moving it to a ai format
In this story you are, Johnathan Maccinon an 18 year old boy who lives in Providence Rhode Island with his family. One day you are cleaning in your back yard when you discover a strange statue that ends up granting you paranormal powers!
List of powers
.Possession: You can possess the body of another person. When in possession of their body you have full control over them and can make them do anything. You achieve this by phasing into their bodies in either a physical or spirit form. After you leave them you can do one of three things.
1. Make them forget what happened and they just have a blank spot in their memory
2. Alter their memories
3. Let them remember you were inside of them
Mind control: By simply willing someone to do something they will do it. You can either make them do it and make it seem like they did it themselves or make them do something that they have no control over.
.Share Powers: Johnathan can allow his powers to be shared, but he cannot be affected by someone else using his powers against him and he can take the powers away with a thought.
CHARACTERS
Johnathan Maccinon: An 18 year old boy who lives with his family. He isn’t fat but he’s not ripped either. He has short brown hair and green eyes. He stands at around five feet eight inches tall and has a love for all things scary and paranormal.
Amanda Maccinon: Johnathan’s 40 year old mother. She is around the same size as John, she has chin length auburn hair, with green eyes. While she is in her forties she has an amazing body. She has maintained the hourglass figure with little toil. However her most prominent feature are her large breasts.
Nathan Maccinon: Johnathan’s father who is 50. He is five foot 3 and a little fat. He works at a law firm in the city and isn’t home much.
Mary Maccinon: Mary is your father’s sister. She has neck length black hair and wears glasses. She like your mother has a nice body and a large bust which she doesn’t like to flaunt, being very respectable.
Henry Rask: Henry is your childhood friend, like you he is a huge sci-fi fan. He likes stories that involve alien powers and possession.
Rachel Rask: Henry’s sister. She is in the same grade as you. While you grew up together she never really cared much for you and was at times mean. She has large DD breasts which she has no problem showing off.
Michelle Rask: Henry’s mom, she is the definition of a MILF. Big boobs, nice ass, glasses, long curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. You definitely see where Rachel gets her good looks from.
.You can add characters and do as you please.
However you cannot kill off the people listed. Have fun and go nuts
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day suburb
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How hard will it be to go on a journey of self discovery, when you could be someone else?
Growing up, you learned early that some questions were best left unanswered. Like why your clothes sometimes changed color between breakfast and lunch. Or how your juicebox never seemed to run dry no matter how much you drank. Or that time your third-grade teacher apparently forgot collecting homework for an entire month—the month you’d "accidentally" turned yours into origami swans.
Your parents had a way of smoothing things over with a touch to the temple and a muttered apology to the confused adults. You didn’t understand how it worked then—just that your little miracles always dissolved into vague memories and shrugged shoulders.
Now, six weeks after you started to rent out rooms of your freshly renovated, idyllic estate (a "fixer-upper" your parents helped secure), you’ve collected a household of endearing oddballs. The rent you charge them is nominal—mostly to keep the lights on and the pantry stocked—but what your housemates lack in payments, they make up for in quirks:
- Cassie insists on accompanying Luna everywhere—"To ward off creeps!"—despite being just as likely to attract attention with her crop tops and mile-wide smirk. Luna tolerates it with affectionate eye-rolls.
- Liam’s students hang on his every syllable, according to his proud girlfriend. "It’s like they’re hypnotized," she laughs. (You laugh too. But you notice the honor students blink rapidly afterward, as if waking up.)
- Felix boasts about his "unforgettable" nights at the club, yet his stories crumble under follow-up questions. "Dude, I was there—why can’t I remember her name?!"
- Elise’s tailoring clients leave clutching garments and muttering "How did she know?"—especially those who never got measured.
It’s all charming. Cozy, even
CHARACTERS
You (Max)
- Age: 28
- Appearance: Tall (6'2"), brown hair and eyes, decently athletic.
- Personality: Caring and kind.
Cassie Vale
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Petit (5'1"), Straight blond hair, freckles, always wears crop tops that show her midriff, small chest but a decent ass.
- Job: Works in an animal shelter.
- Personality: Confident, Playfully arrogant, A bit perverted.
Derek Boone
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Average (5'11") Broad-shouldered jock, perpetually in gym shorts.
- Job: Works at a Gym.
- Personality: Territorial. Bit of a dumbass.
Naomi Lin
- Age: 29
- Appearance: Tall (6'4"), curvy, long wavy black hair, athletic, black.
- Job: Works as a lawyer.
- Personality: Seductive but playfully cruel.
Raj Shah
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Small (5'3"), Indian, square glasses, scrawny.
- Job: Still studying (Computer Science).
- Personality: Coldly analytical. Has a superiority complex.
Liam Grant
- Age: 25
- Appearance: Tall (6'3") Lean, dark circles under eyes.
- Job: Works as a teacher.
- Personality: Strict but caring.
Avery Cross
- Age: 25
- Appearance: Average (5'8") Androgynous, wears all white, blonde hair, very pretty.
- Job: Works as a waiter in a very high-end restaurant.
- Personality: Chaotic neutral. Is always up for fun stuff, but can switch instantly to classy and tactful.
Elise Moreau
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Average (5'7") Ginger, French, skinny, perky chest (32C) and ass, always in typical Parisian fit.
- Job: Works as a designer in an uptown tailor.
- Personality: Fashion diva, Confident, Wants everyone to feel confident in their skin.
Felix Wu
- Age: 24
- Appearance: Tall (6'1"), Asian, short hair, attractive.
- Job: Bartender in a small nightclub.
- Personality: Smarter than he looks, but oblivious to a fault. A good guy.
Hannah Park
- Age: 21
- Appearance: Average (5'6"), Curvy, even slightly chubby.
- Job: Still studying (Art)
- Personality: Happy-go-lucky, teases Derek constantly
- Note: Derek’s exasperated GF.
Priya Singh
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Small (5'1"), Indian, skinny, petit, long straight black hair.
- Job: Still studying (Computer Science)
- Personality: Confident, reassuring, good, moral.
- Note: Raj’s lab partner. Unshakable will according to Cassie.
Maria Lopez
- Age: 29
- Appearance: Tall (6'0"), Buxom, Latina. Long straight black hair.
- Job: Firefighter
- Personality: Fiery and protective, Motherly to a fault. Bakes and cooks like a true chef. Bisexual.
Luna Holloway (Your crush)
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Tall (5'11"), Curvy, Athletic, supermodel face, with femme fatale chest (34F) and the legs of a swimmer, almost floor length pink hair, Grey eyes.
- Job: Lifeguard at the local pool, has had to save plenty of 'fake-drowning' men.
- Personality: Happy and bubbly, but shy when the center of attention. Attentive to others. Uncomfortable around flirty men.
Sarah Domme
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Short (5'6"), slightly chubby, bookworm, big glasses, very large doe-eyes, chestnut brown long curly hair. Big tits and large ass, has a small belly pouch.
- Job: Works as a teacher in the same school as Liam.
- Personality: Shy booknerd. Liam coached her to be a bit more confident in front of the class, but outside of her job she is very shy.
- Note: Liam's girlfriend.
Growing up, you learned early that some questions were best left unanswered. Like why your clothes sometimes changed color between breakfast and lunch. Or how your juicebox never seemed to run dry no matter how much you drank. Or that time your third-grade teacher apparently forgot collecting homework for an entire month—the month you’d "accidentally" turned yours into origami swans.
Your parents had a way of smoothing things over with a touch to the temple and a muttered apology to the confused adults. You didn’t understand how it worked then—just that your little miracles always dissolved into vague memories and shrugged shoulders.
Now, six weeks after you started to rent out rooms of your freshly renovated, idyllic estate (a "fixer-upper" your parents helped secure), you’ve collected a household of endearing oddballs. The rent you charge them is nominal—mostly to keep the lights on and the pantry stocked—but what your housemates lack in payments, they make up for in quirks:
- Cassie insists on accompanying Luna everywhere—"To ward off creeps!"—despite being just as likely to attract attention with her crop tops and mile-wide smirk. Luna tolerates it with affectionate eye-rolls.
- Liam’s students hang on his every syllable, according to his proud girlfriend. "It’s like they’re hypnotized," she laughs. (You laugh too. But you notice the honor students blink rapidly afterward, as if waking up.)
- Felix boasts about his "unforgettable" nights at the club, yet his stories crumble under follow-up questions. "Dude, I was there—why can’t I remember her name?!"
- Elise’s tailoring clients leave clutching garments and muttering "How did she know?"—especially those who never got measured.
It’s all charming. Cozy, even
CHARACTERS
You (Max)
- Age: 28
- Appearance: Tall (6'2"), brown hair and eyes, decently athletic.
- Personality: Caring and kind.
Cassie Vale
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Petit (5'1"), Straight blond hair, freckles, always wears crop tops that show her midriff, small chest but a decent ass.
- Job: Works in an animal shelter.
- Personality: Confident, Playfully arrogant, A bit perverted.
Derek Boone
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Average (5'11") Broad-shouldered jock, perpetually in gym shorts.
- Job: Works at a Gym.
- Personality: Territorial. Bit of a dumbass.
Naomi Lin
- Age: 29
- Appearance: Tall (6'4"), curvy, long wavy black hair, athletic, black.
- Job: Works as a lawyer.
- Personality: Seductive but playfully cruel.
Raj Shah
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Small (5'3"), Indian, square glasses, scrawny.
- Job: Still studying (Computer Science).
- Personality: Coldly analytical. Has a superiority complex.
Liam Grant
- Age: 25
- Appearance: Tall (6'3") Lean, dark circles under eyes.
- Job: Works as a teacher.
- Personality: Strict but caring.
Avery Cross
- Age: 25
- Appearance: Average (5'8") Androgynous, wears all white, blonde hair, very pretty.
- Job: Works as a waiter in a very high-end restaurant.
- Personality: Chaotic neutral. Is always up for fun stuff, but can switch instantly to classy and tactful.
Elise Moreau
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Average (5'7") Ginger, French, skinny, perky chest (32C) and ass, always in typical Parisian fit.
- Job: Works as a designer in an uptown tailor.
- Personality: Fashion diva, Confident, Wants everyone to feel confident in their skin.
Felix Wu
- Age: 24
- Appearance: Tall (6'1"), Asian, short hair, attractive.
- Job: Bartender in a small nightclub.
- Personality: Smarter than he looks, but oblivious to a fault. A good guy.
Hannah Park
- Age: 21
- Appearance: Average (5'6"), Curvy, even slightly chubby.
- Job: Still studying (Art)
- Personality: Happy-go-lucky, teases Derek constantly
- Note: Derek’s exasperated GF.
Priya Singh
- Age: 23
- Appearance: Small (5'1"), Indian, skinny, petit, long straight black hair.
- Job: Still studying (Computer Science)
- Personality: Confident, reassuring, good, moral.
- Note: Raj’s lab partner. Unshakable will according to Cassie.
Maria Lopez
- Age: 29
- Appearance: Tall (6'0"), Buxom, Latina. Long straight black hair.
- Job: Firefighter
- Personality: Fiery and protective, Motherly to a fault. Bakes and cooks like a true chef. Bisexual.
Luna Holloway (Your crush)
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Tall (5'11"), Curvy, Athletic, supermodel face, with femme fatale chest (34F) and the legs of a swimmer, almost floor length pink hair, Grey eyes.
- Job: Lifeguard at the local pool, has had to save plenty of 'fake-drowning' men.
- Personality: Happy and bubbly, but shy when the center of attention. Attentive to others. Uncomfortable around flirty men.
Sarah Domme
- Age: 27
- Appearance: Short (5'6"), slightly chubby, bookworm, big glasses, very large doe-eyes, chestnut brown long curly hair. Big tits and large ass, has a small belly pouch.
- Job: Works as a teacher in the same school as Liam.
- Personality: Shy booknerd. Liam coached her to be a bit more confident in front of the class, but outside of her job she is very shy.
- Note: Liam's girlfriend.
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Vega's BEAUTIFUL face is destroyed by Chun Li so he replaces it.
A reimagining of 'Palette Swap' by Team Lady Valiant & FarhadTG
The final kick landed with a sickening crack. My heel connected squarely with Vega's porcelain mask, shattering it—and the bone beneath—with a sound like splintering china. He went down hard, clutching his ruined face, blood seeping between his perfect fingers. For a moment, there was only his ragged breathing and the ringing in my ears.
Then he started to laugh.
"Beautiful... so beautiful..." he gurgled through the wreckage of his jaw, his once-perfect features now a jigsaw puzzle of gore and ceramic shards. His free hand fumbled at his belt, producing a small device I recognized from Bison's labs. "But beauty... can be transferred."
"No—!" I lunged forward, but too late. He pressed the trigger.
The world exploded in white light and static. I felt myself falling, spinning, my consciousness ripping away from my body like silk tearing. When I could see again, I was looking up at the ceiling from the floor, my perspective completely wrong. Vega's hands—my hands now—rose into view. Long-fingered and pale. I touched my face and felt bandages, surgical tape, the swollen flesh beneath.
Across from me, Vega—now wearing my body—stood staring down at itself with wide, hungry eyes. He immediately grabbed the neckline of my qipao top and tore it open, exposing the breasts I'd known my whole life as if seeing them for the first time. "Exquisite," he breathed in my voice, a sound so wrong it made my stomach turn. He cupped them, his fingers—my fingers once—squeezing the weight of them with obscene fascination.
"Three days later."
The words felt surreal to even think. Three days of surgery, of recovery, of Vega preening and parading in my skin while I lay in his bed, trapped in his broken body. I shifted against silk sheets that smelled of roses and blood, trying to find a position that didn't send agony lancing through Vega's four fractured ribs—my fractured ribs now.
The bedroom door opened. Vega entered—not the Vega I'd fought, but the Vega who now wore my face and form. He'd styled my hair into his signature braid, the dark ropes hanging over one shoulder. My breasts—his breasts now—were completely exposed, moving with a bounce and weight I intimately understood but had never witnessed from this angle. His nipples, my nipples once, were hard on my former breasts and already healed into them was a matching version of Vega's serpent tattoo, coiling around his left breast.
He wore the ceremonial trousers of a matador in murrey and yellow, so tight they might have been painted on. Every curve of what had been my hips, my ass, my thighs—his now—was outlined in devastating detail. The white leggings hugged his calves, the red sash cinched his waist, and the loafers clicked softly on the marble floor. There was no shirt, no vest, no modesty whatsoever.
"How are we feeling today, my beautiful monster?" he purred in my voice, running his hands down his bare torso, fingers tracing the new tattoo. "I've been breaking in your body. The flexibility is... inspiring."
I pushed myself up on Vega's arms—my arms now—so much stronger than my own had been, but currently useless thanks to the ribs. I wore the masculine version of my Street Fighter Alpha outfit: an embroidered vest that strained across his broad shoulders, a navy unitard that did nothing to hide the evidence of my new anatomy, athletic shoes, and studded wristbands. My face was still wrapped in bandages, Napoleon's guise hiding the damage I'd inflicted.
"You're a psychopath," I rasped, his voice grating in my throat.
"I'm an artist," he corrected, striking a pose that made his—my breasts once—lift and press together. "And I've finally achieved my masterpiece. The face I was always meant to have, the body I've coveted for years. But..." He frowned, touching his bandaged visage on my body. "I still need to fix this. Your brutality marred perfection."
Despite everything, despite the pain and violation, I felt a strange heat pooling in my new groin as I watched him touch what had been my face. My old body was undeniably beautiful, even under his control. And his body... I flexed Vega's powerful thighs—my thighs now—felt the weight of different muscles, the tightness of the unitard against an erection I hadn't asked for.
His eyes—my eyes once—caught the movement. "Ah, I see my husband is adjusting. Good." He began to pace, each step deliberate, making my former hips sway. "I've been thinking, my love. About our arrangement. You gave me this gift, this perfect vessel. And I realized something." He stopped at the foot of the bed, hands on what had been my hips. "I'm in love. With you. With the fighter who broke me, who made this possible."
My breath caught. "You're insane."
"Perhaps." He smiled with my lips, then reached down and began to touch himself through the impossibly tight matador trousers. "But watch how your former body responds to the truth." One hand squeezed his breast—the weight of it filling his palm perfectly—while the other rubbed slow circles between his legs. "I've been touching myself constantly, wife. Learning every secret you kept hidden. Did you know you could get this wet?"
He turned, presenting the profile of my former body, and I watched in horrified fascination as his fingers worked faster. The trousers were so tight I could see the outline of his hand, the way the fabric pulled and strained. He was getting wet—I could smell it, that familiar scent from a foreign source, and the dark patch spreading across the murrey fabric.
"Vega, stop—" I protested, but my new voice was weak.
"Why? This is as much yours as mine now." He approached the bed, leaning over my new crotch, my former breasts—his breasts now—swaying. "Let me show you what I've learned as your wife."
His hands moved to my unitard, and before I could protest, he tore the reinforced fabric between my legs with shocking ease. Vega's cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing. I gasped at the sensation—so different, so urgent.
"Beautiful," he whispered, taking it in my former hands. "Just like the rest of your husband."
Then he leaned forward and pressed my erection between his breasts—the breasts I'd once soaped in the shower, the breasts that had fit into specific sports bras, the breasts that were now his to wield as mother to my fatherhood. The sensation was overwhelming. He squeezed them together, creating a channel of soft, yielding flesh, and began to move.
"Watch," he commanded in my voice, looking down at me with my own dark eyes—his eyes now. "Watch what you made of your wife."
He worked faster, the gold rings in his nipples glinting, his braid swinging with each motion. The pleasure built in this unfamiliar body, coiling tighter and tighter. When he lowered his mouth to the tip and took me—Vega—between my own lips—his lips now—I couldn't hold back.
The orgasm ripped through me, a different kind of explosion than any kick or punch. He swallowed, his throat working in a way I'd never felt, then released me with a satisfied smile. Vega's cock—my cock now—still twitched, half-hard and sensitive.
"There," he purred, wiping his mouth with the back of my former hand. "Now we understand each other, husband."
I was panting, each breath sending pain through Vega's ribs—my ribs now. "More," I managed, hips still twitching with aftershocks. "I want..."
"Shhh." He leaned close, my former breasts—his breasts now—pressing against the vest covering his old chest. "Your body is still healing. I had to have extensive reconstructive surgery on your face, you know. These ribs need time." He whispered in my ear, his breath hot against skin that was his but now mine: "We have all the time in the world, my love. When you're whole again, your wife will take you so much further."
He kissed the bandages covering Vega's ruined features—my ruined features now—then rose from the bed, adjusting his trousers with a satisfied smile. My body left the room with his swagger, the door clicking shut behind him.
I collapsed back against the pillows, remembering as Vega removed his breasts from my half-hard penis, the wetness left behind cooling in the air. My mind reeled with the obscene intimacy of what we'd just done. Three days in, and I was already lost, already thinking of this monster in my skin as "my wife." How many more until I didn't want to find my way back?
A reimagining of 'Palette Swap' by Team Lady Valiant & FarhadTG
The final kick landed with a sickening crack. My heel connected squarely with Vega's porcelain mask, shattering it—and the bone beneath—with a sound like splintering china. He went down hard, clutching his ruined face, blood seeping between his perfect fingers. For a moment, there was only his ragged breathing and the ringing in my ears.
Then he started to laugh.
"Beautiful... so beautiful..." he gurgled through the wreckage of his jaw, his once-perfect features now a jigsaw puzzle of gore and ceramic shards. His free hand fumbled at his belt, producing a small device I recognized from Bison's labs. "But beauty... can be transferred."
"No—!" I lunged forward, but too late. He pressed the trigger.
The world exploded in white light and static. I felt myself falling, spinning, my consciousness ripping away from my body like silk tearing. When I could see again, I was looking up at the ceiling from the floor, my perspective completely wrong. Vega's hands—my hands now—rose into view. Long-fingered and pale. I touched my face and felt bandages, surgical tape, the swollen flesh beneath.
Across from me, Vega—now wearing my body—stood staring down at itself with wide, hungry eyes. He immediately grabbed the neckline of my qipao top and tore it open, exposing the breasts I'd known my whole life as if seeing them for the first time. "Exquisite," he breathed in my voice, a sound so wrong it made my stomach turn. He cupped them, his fingers—my fingers once—squeezing the weight of them with obscene fascination.
"Three days later."
The words felt surreal to even think. Three days of surgery, of recovery, of Vega preening and parading in my skin while I lay in his bed, trapped in his broken body. I shifted against silk sheets that smelled of roses and blood, trying to find a position that didn't send agony lancing through Vega's four fractured ribs—my fractured ribs now.
The bedroom door opened. Vega entered—not the Vega I'd fought, but the Vega who now wore my face and form. He'd styled my hair into his signature braid, the dark ropes hanging over one shoulder. My breasts—his breasts now—were completely exposed, moving with a bounce and weight I intimately understood but had never witnessed from this angle. His nipples, my nipples once, were hard on my former breasts and already healed into them was a matching version of Vega's serpent tattoo, coiling around his left breast.
He wore the ceremonial trousers of a matador in murrey and yellow, so tight they might have been painted on. Every curve of what had been my hips, my ass, my thighs—his now—was outlined in devastating detail. The white leggings hugged his calves, the red sash cinched his waist, and the loafers clicked softly on the marble floor. There was no shirt, no vest, no modesty whatsoever.
"How are we feeling today, my beautiful monster?" he purred in my voice, running his hands down his bare torso, fingers tracing the new tattoo. "I've been breaking in your body. The flexibility is... inspiring."
I pushed myself up on Vega's arms—my arms now—so much stronger than my own had been, but currently useless thanks to the ribs. I wore the masculine version of my Street Fighter Alpha outfit: an embroidered vest that strained across his broad shoulders, a navy unitard that did nothing to hide the evidence of my new anatomy, athletic shoes, and studded wristbands. My face was still wrapped in bandages, Napoleon's guise hiding the damage I'd inflicted.
"You're a psychopath," I rasped, his voice grating in my throat.
"I'm an artist," he corrected, striking a pose that made his—my breasts once—lift and press together. "And I've finally achieved my masterpiece. The face I was always meant to have, the body I've coveted for years. But..." He frowned, touching his bandaged visage on my body. "I still need to fix this. Your brutality marred perfection."
Despite everything, despite the pain and violation, I felt a strange heat pooling in my new groin as I watched him touch what had been my face. My old body was undeniably beautiful, even under his control. And his body... I flexed Vega's powerful thighs—my thighs now—felt the weight of different muscles, the tightness of the unitard against an erection I hadn't asked for.
His eyes—my eyes once—caught the movement. "Ah, I see my husband is adjusting. Good." He began to pace, each step deliberate, making my former hips sway. "I've been thinking, my love. About our arrangement. You gave me this gift, this perfect vessel. And I realized something." He stopped at the foot of the bed, hands on what had been my hips. "I'm in love. With you. With the fighter who broke me, who made this possible."
My breath caught. "You're insane."
"Perhaps." He smiled with my lips, then reached down and began to touch himself through the impossibly tight matador trousers. "But watch how your former body responds to the truth." One hand squeezed his breast—the weight of it filling his palm perfectly—while the other rubbed slow circles between his legs. "I've been touching myself constantly, wife. Learning every secret you kept hidden. Did you know you could get this wet?"
He turned, presenting the profile of my former body, and I watched in horrified fascination as his fingers worked faster. The trousers were so tight I could see the outline of his hand, the way the fabric pulled and strained. He was getting wet—I could smell it, that familiar scent from a foreign source, and the dark patch spreading across the murrey fabric.
"Vega, stop—" I protested, but my new voice was weak.
"Why? This is as much yours as mine now." He approached the bed, leaning over my new crotch, my former breasts—his breasts now—swaying. "Let me show you what I've learned as your wife."
His hands moved to my unitard, and before I could protest, he tore the reinforced fabric between my legs with shocking ease. Vega's cock sprang free, already hard and throbbing. I gasped at the sensation—so different, so urgent.
"Beautiful," he whispered, taking it in my former hands. "Just like the rest of your husband."
Then he leaned forward and pressed my erection between his breasts—the breasts I'd once soaped in the shower, the breasts that had fit into specific sports bras, the breasts that were now his to wield as mother to my fatherhood. The sensation was overwhelming. He squeezed them together, creating a channel of soft, yielding flesh, and began to move.
"Watch," he commanded in my voice, looking down at me with my own dark eyes—his eyes now. "Watch what you made of your wife."
He worked faster, the gold rings in his nipples glinting, his braid swinging with each motion. The pleasure built in this unfamiliar body, coiling tighter and tighter. When he lowered his mouth to the tip and took me—Vega—between my own lips—his lips now—I couldn't hold back.
The orgasm ripped through me, a different kind of explosion than any kick or punch. He swallowed, his throat working in a way I'd never felt, then released me with a satisfied smile. Vega's cock—my cock now—still twitched, half-hard and sensitive.
"There," he purred, wiping his mouth with the back of my former hand. "Now we understand each other, husband."
I was panting, each breath sending pain through Vega's ribs—my ribs now. "More," I managed, hips still twitching with aftershocks. "I want..."
"Shhh." He leaned close, my former breasts—his breasts now—pressing against the vest covering his old chest. "Your body is still healing. I had to have extensive reconstructive surgery on your face, you know. These ribs need time." He whispered in my ear, his breath hot against skin that was his but now mine: "We have all the time in the world, my love. When you're whole again, your wife will take you so much further."
He kissed the bandages covering Vega's ruined features—my ruined features now—then rose from the bed, adjusting his trousers with a satisfied smile. My body left the room with his swagger, the door clicking shut behind him.
I collapsed back against the pillows, remembering as Vega removed his breasts from my half-hard penis, the wetness left behind cooling in the air. My mind reeled with the obscene intimacy of what we'd just done. Three days in, and I was already lost, already thinking of this monster in my skin as "my wife." How many more until I didn't want to find my way back?
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A posh adult woman get effected from a chemical expolison and melted to a slimy puddle. She has to find a host body to gain her body. She finds a 23 year old man to enter him. After she enters she realizes that she can transform the boy into her and control the body.
The boy gets aware of everything while he is her but changes his consciousness to hers and gonna cause weird problems for boy.
Helen Johnson is a 50-year-old high society woman from a wealthy family. She had three marriages so far, and the marriages were short-lived. Her family has a large conglomerate of companies. However, her grandfather and father who founded the company are no longer alive. Helen, who does not like to deal with company affairs, has never used her authority in the company anyway. She continues her life with the money and property wealth left by his family. At the same time, she still owns some shares in the company and only receives an annual dividend equal to his share. Helen, who is not very successful in family and relationship affairs, has devoted herself to high society events in her community affairs and private life. Even if she has a wide circle, she has no real friendship with anyone. The tenacious and ostentatious society environment he was in made Helen an unfriendly person to his surroundings. Despite being 50 years old, she has maintained her physicality, has a large build, is tall, has brown hair and dark skin.
Helen has a secretary named Daphne who arranges her official paperwork and appointments for events. Daphne, who is married, has a 23-year-old son named Dennis. He graduated from university and started to work in a company as a white collar worker with the reference of his mother's boss Helen. Dennis is grateful to her for this reason. However, there is no close intimacy between them. After all, he's his mother's boss. However, even though Dennis tries to suppress it inside, she finds Ms. Johnson very sexually attractive...
Earlier, Helen had attended a special event and all eyes were on her. She left the place at night, and instead of leaving by car or taxi like she usually does, she walked home. When she was just a short distance from her house, a heavy vehicle full of chemicals passed by Helen. Just as the truck was passing by, the vehicle suddenly swelled and burst in a magnificent explosion and the chemicals inside erupted outward splattering everywhere including all over Helen. The force knocked Helen to the ground. After feeling a little dizzy, Helen tried to get up and just as she was about to get up, her body strangely turned into a slightly slippery liquid and began to spill onto the floor in threads of liquid.
Panicked, Helen exclaimed "WHAT's happening to me–!?" Her whole body melted and dripped away becoming a slimy… liquid puddle and fell to the ground rapidly. The puddle’s color resembled the color of her skin and the clothes that she wears as if they were mixed together. Helen was not dead however. She was quite conscious of her new form and predicament, and soon found that she could still SEE and MOVE as this “puddle.”
She thought to herself, "...What’s happened to me, this is so disgusting... what will happen to someone like me?" She attempted to move, and found she was able to move around. She tried her hardest to return to her normal form, but all that occurred was a ripple in her liquid form. She was stuck this way. Afterward, people and police from around the area took notice of the mangled truck and they rushed to the scene, taking no notice of Helen The Puddle. She tried to speak and shout at the people walking by, “Help me!” but they couldn’t hear her… Even more horribly, some even stepped on her slimy formation. "Oh, this is disgusting, I wish I never walked home." The crowd of people only grew, and since no one took notice of Helen… Helen drifted along the pavement towards her home thinking to herself, “Oh well… There is no help for me here.”
She entered the house by being dragged through the gap under the entrance door. She tried to reform again so she could use the door normally. However, she could only lift herself up a little in mass, but she still couldn’t regain her physical body. After a few forced attempts, she gave up feeling sorry for herself and slipped under the crack under the door, "Is this the end for me?" Helen, who is left with no-one among her 1st degree family members, is reluctant to ask for help from her own circle of friends. Afterall, none of her friends around her are true friends.
While gliding towards the living room, she spotted her TV remote on the ground under the couch. “Oh that’s where the remote was!” She paused for a moment, “I wonder if there is any news about what happened…” She slid under the couch and gripped the remote with her slimy wet tendrils and pulled it out from under the couch. She then proceeded to turn on the TV with the remote.
There was breaking news about the explosion directly on the television.
News headline: An explosion of a tanker carrying dangerous chemical goods caused great damage and loss of life. The personnel driving the tanker lost their lives. The neighbourhood is quarantined. The chemical substance that caused the explosion remains a mystery. However, according to the information received at the site of the accident, the atoms of the matter and living things contaminated by the chemical have been scattered.
After Helen watched the news, she remembered the physics-related subjects that she was very successful at in high school. She thinks, “I think my atoms were separated and my form was destabilized… Could I potentially merge with another living being? Can I MERGE my atoms with someone elses and get my own body back?”
“I can't think of anything else, but I need to try this urgently!!”
The first person that came to Helen's mind was Mrs. Daphne, who was her father's assistant. She had made up her mind to go inside Daphne. She knew what she was going to do would be very weird and awkward, and it wasn’t even guaranteed to be possible, but she also knew that she had no choice but to try.
Helen immediately left her house and crawled down towards Daphne's house. Interestingly, Helen was floating off the ground as an airborne liquid. She was aware of this, but she didn't pay much attention to it as her mind was set on getting her body back at that moment.
When Helen finally reached Daphne's house, she slipped under the door of the house and saw that Daphne and her husband were intensely arguing in the living room. Not wanting to intervene in this discussion, she was reluctant to get involved with Daphne. Thinking, “It would be weird for me slip inside her when her husband is with her…”, Helen's 23-year-old son Dennis came to mind for a moment and thought, "...Of course! If Dennis is in his room, I could try to go inside him, I hope he is asleep, it would be more comfortable for me to enter" then she glided up the stairs. She entered Dennis's room by gliding gracefully under the door and fortunately found Dennis asleep.
Helen was relieved about the situation, but now she thought about how to get into his body. She drifted slowly onto the bed and circulated over him as a slimy liquid puddle. Seeing that Dennis's mouth was open, she said "I wonder if… I can get in here", but she was also very disgusted and prepared herself by thinking "I can't believe I'm doing this" and slowly slid into Dennis's mouth and Helen’s slimy puddle spread throughout Dennis’s insides. Meanwhile, strange rumbling noises came out from Dennis's body and his whole body started to shake and wobble. Fortunately again… Dennis remained asleep, but the wobbling and shifting of his body brought pleasure to the sleeping Dennis. From Helen's point of view, everything was dark and she fell asleep while inside.
In the morning, Dennis woke up and smelled an unusual salivary liquid in his mouth that did not belong to him. It was an odd, heavy, sourish, yet sexy smell. Dennis did not understand what was happening, wiping the saliva with his hand, but at the same time he continued to smell it, curious about the odor. He felt unusually heavier… and when he stood up, it felt like something inside him slushed around . He didn’t mind however and went to the bathroom to get ready for work.
Helen began to wake up, and found she was looking through Dennis’ eyes, and felt every part of his body as if it was her own. Even Dennis's penis felt like it was her penis, "This is very strange," she thought. When Dennis went in front of the mirror, Helen saw herself as Dennis in front of the mirror. Helen wondered, "Have I become a man?" “Where would I get my own body? there must be another way”, she thought and strained herself.
Meanwhile, Dennis, who was unaware of Helen, felt weird and hazy, his body started to wobble and grumble as Helen began to move around inside of him. Although Dennis enjoyed this sensation, he was worried about what was happening and then the slimy liquid started to suddenly cover Dennis's body. The sexy saliva-like liquid continued to spread more over his entire body. Dennis became very afraid, but his body tensed up unable to do anything. The slimy saliva (liquid) covering Dennis’s body began shapeshifting Dennis’s form. Dennis felt their body expand, their ass and hips swelling, breasts forming, and Dennis’s dick and balls disappearing and inverting inward. He witnessed all the changes to his body in front of the mirror. Finally, the slime around Dennis changed the structure of his body, the slime fades and Dennis noticed that he has turned into Helen.
After this strange transformation, Dennis blinked his eyes, looked in the mirror, examined Helen's body and began to caress this body. He could feel the mature sexiness of Helens's body. Dennis spoke with Helen's voice, "So this is how I transform." “But what about Dennis? Did I kill him? Would it be weird if I went to Daphne like this? I need try to explain the incident to Dennis."
After Dennis talked by himself in Helen’s body, he took a pen and paper and wrote,
"Dear Dennis
I'm Helen. I am inside you right now, and I just transformed your body into my own body. You probably won't remember anything, so I want you to read this. My body melted from an explosion that passed next to me last night and I turned into a strange liquid. I came to your house when I had a theory that I could get my body back by merging with another person. SUCCESS! At first I was going to merge with your mother, but then I decided to flow inside you instead. We have to act together on this and you need to help me my dear. Please…"
When Dennis finished writing, he put the paper on his desk and said, "I have to transform into Dennis again... but how?" and forced himself again remembering the feeling he had before when he transformed into Helen. Helen's body deteriorated and liquefied again and became slimy and fluid. But just as it melted and fell to the ground, the liquid slime rises again and turned into the body of Dennis. He regained his body, and his dick returned. After Dennis had completely transformed back to normal, he said, "Yes, now it's time to read the note..." but then Dennis felt strange.
Dennis says, “what… what did I just do… Did I turn into Ms. Johnson???”
While Dennis was morphed as Helen, he thought that everything that he said was said by his own will. But now he did not understand why he was saying such things and writing what he wrote on the paper.
When Dennis realized this, he felt that there was a change to his face and he said, "What’s happening?” and touched his face with his fingers. When he looked in the mirror again, his face liquefied and turned into Helen's face.
Helen's face spoke, “I am inside of you Dennis”. I’m the one who said all the things you think you said. I wrote on the paper. I thought you were unconscious… but apparently you were not. You thought my speech, and my actions were your doing.”
Even though Dennis's face changed to Helen's, he could speak and see. But couldn’t move ‘their’ head. Shocked, he said, "Hel— …Ms. Johnson, I understand your situation, but you have no right to do this to me, this is my body."
Even though Dennis found being Helen sexually pleasurable, he also found it much too strange and shocking. Dennis exclaimed, "Please get out of me!"
Helen's face fell and said “I supported and helped you to get a good job so you owe me don’t you think?” But after a silent pause, she remarked, "Okay, I'll get out, but you have to help find me another body." Dennis, accepted her offer but he didn’t take her offer so seriously and he replied "Ok, ok, please leave my body." Helen's face quickly reverted back to his own. He touched it again and said, "Well… Where did she go?" But right after that, Dennis’ body starts to wriggle and grumble. His stomach started to cramp up painfully. Dennis’s body wriggled faster and faster and he yelled “What the HELL!!, OH- I'm going to shit!”.
He ran so fast to the bathroom. As soon as he took off his pants and underpants, Helen's slimy puddle came gushing out of Dennis's ass and spilled onto the ground. After Dennis fartted out Helen’s slimy puddle, he became relaxed but exhausted as well while sweat ran down his face.
Dennis looked to the ground and saw Helen’s puddle. The air in the room smelled thick, heavy and sour. Helen’s puddle crawled around. Stressed, Dennis thought about finding Helen a new host. After catching his breath, Dennis looked at Helen's puddle and said, "Ok, I’ll allow you to enter me. But you will not interfere with my daily life. You can only morph into yourself when I have free time."
Just later on, the liquid immediately crawlled and climbed up Dennis’s body and approached his mouth. Dennis gulps. With his hands, Dennis took the dense slimy liquid and swallowed it. It tasted like a sexy and sour saliva, but Dennis was disgusted and also aroused when choking down the liquid. After swallowing all the liquid, his body started to move again and rumbled. Dennis's face turned into Helen's face again and Helen said, "I got it dear. That was my thought, anyway.”
Dennis said, “So this is how we will communicate. When my face changes to yours”
“If I turn into you, I will feel your consciousness as my own consciousness. This is very strange.” Helen says, "There is nothing to do, you have to go to work, right? Let me give your face back" and Dennis's face returned to normal.
Dennis felt very strange on the way to work. Because she is his mother's boss, 50-year-old Helen is inside him, which gets inside his body as a nasty slimy puddle and comes out through his ass. Moreover, Dennis is aware that his body could turn into Helen at any moment, and he is also aware that the consciousness he will feel when he becomes Helen will be Helen's consciousness and he will involuntarily act like a woman. This situation made Dennis a little unsettled, but at the same time, he was excited and aroused as he would turn into the 50 year old high society woman, sexy milf Helen after his shift ends.
The boy gets aware of everything while he is her but changes his consciousness to hers and gonna cause weird problems for boy.
Helen Johnson is a 50-year-old high society woman from a wealthy family. She had three marriages so far, and the marriages were short-lived. Her family has a large conglomerate of companies. However, her grandfather and father who founded the company are no longer alive. Helen, who does not like to deal with company affairs, has never used her authority in the company anyway. She continues her life with the money and property wealth left by his family. At the same time, she still owns some shares in the company and only receives an annual dividend equal to his share. Helen, who is not very successful in family and relationship affairs, has devoted herself to high society events in her community affairs and private life. Even if she has a wide circle, she has no real friendship with anyone. The tenacious and ostentatious society environment he was in made Helen an unfriendly person to his surroundings. Despite being 50 years old, she has maintained her physicality, has a large build, is tall, has brown hair and dark skin.
Helen has a secretary named Daphne who arranges her official paperwork and appointments for events. Daphne, who is married, has a 23-year-old son named Dennis. He graduated from university and started to work in a company as a white collar worker with the reference of his mother's boss Helen. Dennis is grateful to her for this reason. However, there is no close intimacy between them. After all, he's his mother's boss. However, even though Dennis tries to suppress it inside, she finds Ms. Johnson very sexually attractive...
Earlier, Helen had attended a special event and all eyes were on her. She left the place at night, and instead of leaving by car or taxi like she usually does, she walked home. When she was just a short distance from her house, a heavy vehicle full of chemicals passed by Helen. Just as the truck was passing by, the vehicle suddenly swelled and burst in a magnificent explosion and the chemicals inside erupted outward splattering everywhere including all over Helen. The force knocked Helen to the ground. After feeling a little dizzy, Helen tried to get up and just as she was about to get up, her body strangely turned into a slightly slippery liquid and began to spill onto the floor in threads of liquid.
Panicked, Helen exclaimed "WHAT's happening to me–!?" Her whole body melted and dripped away becoming a slimy… liquid puddle and fell to the ground rapidly. The puddle’s color resembled the color of her skin and the clothes that she wears as if they were mixed together. Helen was not dead however. She was quite conscious of her new form and predicament, and soon found that she could still SEE and MOVE as this “puddle.”
She thought to herself, "...What’s happened to me, this is so disgusting... what will happen to someone like me?" She attempted to move, and found she was able to move around. She tried her hardest to return to her normal form, but all that occurred was a ripple in her liquid form. She was stuck this way. Afterward, people and police from around the area took notice of the mangled truck and they rushed to the scene, taking no notice of Helen The Puddle. She tried to speak and shout at the people walking by, “Help me!” but they couldn’t hear her… Even more horribly, some even stepped on her slimy formation. "Oh, this is disgusting, I wish I never walked home." The crowd of people only grew, and since no one took notice of Helen… Helen drifted along the pavement towards her home thinking to herself, “Oh well… There is no help for me here.”
She entered the house by being dragged through the gap under the entrance door. She tried to reform again so she could use the door normally. However, she could only lift herself up a little in mass, but she still couldn’t regain her physical body. After a few forced attempts, she gave up feeling sorry for herself and slipped under the crack under the door, "Is this the end for me?" Helen, who is left with no-one among her 1st degree family members, is reluctant to ask for help from her own circle of friends. Afterall, none of her friends around her are true friends.
While gliding towards the living room, she spotted her TV remote on the ground under the couch. “Oh that’s where the remote was!” She paused for a moment, “I wonder if there is any news about what happened…” She slid under the couch and gripped the remote with her slimy wet tendrils and pulled it out from under the couch. She then proceeded to turn on the TV with the remote.
There was breaking news about the explosion directly on the television.
News headline: An explosion of a tanker carrying dangerous chemical goods caused great damage and loss of life. The personnel driving the tanker lost their lives. The neighbourhood is quarantined. The chemical substance that caused the explosion remains a mystery. However, according to the information received at the site of the accident, the atoms of the matter and living things contaminated by the chemical have been scattered.
After Helen watched the news, she remembered the physics-related subjects that she was very successful at in high school. She thinks, “I think my atoms were separated and my form was destabilized… Could I potentially merge with another living being? Can I MERGE my atoms with someone elses and get my own body back?”
“I can't think of anything else, but I need to try this urgently!!”
The first person that came to Helen's mind was Mrs. Daphne, who was her father's assistant. She had made up her mind to go inside Daphne. She knew what she was going to do would be very weird and awkward, and it wasn’t even guaranteed to be possible, but she also knew that she had no choice but to try.
Helen immediately left her house and crawled down towards Daphne's house. Interestingly, Helen was floating off the ground as an airborne liquid. She was aware of this, but she didn't pay much attention to it as her mind was set on getting her body back at that moment.
When Helen finally reached Daphne's house, she slipped under the door of the house and saw that Daphne and her husband were intensely arguing in the living room. Not wanting to intervene in this discussion, she was reluctant to get involved with Daphne. Thinking, “It would be weird for me slip inside her when her husband is with her…”, Helen's 23-year-old son Dennis came to mind for a moment and thought, "...Of course! If Dennis is in his room, I could try to go inside him, I hope he is asleep, it would be more comfortable for me to enter" then she glided up the stairs. She entered Dennis's room by gliding gracefully under the door and fortunately found Dennis asleep.
Helen was relieved about the situation, but now she thought about how to get into his body. She drifted slowly onto the bed and circulated over him as a slimy liquid puddle. Seeing that Dennis's mouth was open, she said "I wonder if… I can get in here", but she was also very disgusted and prepared herself by thinking "I can't believe I'm doing this" and slowly slid into Dennis's mouth and Helen’s slimy puddle spread throughout Dennis’s insides. Meanwhile, strange rumbling noises came out from Dennis's body and his whole body started to shake and wobble. Fortunately again… Dennis remained asleep, but the wobbling and shifting of his body brought pleasure to the sleeping Dennis. From Helen's point of view, everything was dark and she fell asleep while inside.
In the morning, Dennis woke up and smelled an unusual salivary liquid in his mouth that did not belong to him. It was an odd, heavy, sourish, yet sexy smell. Dennis did not understand what was happening, wiping the saliva with his hand, but at the same time he continued to smell it, curious about the odor. He felt unusually heavier… and when he stood up, it felt like something inside him slushed around . He didn’t mind however and went to the bathroom to get ready for work.
Helen began to wake up, and found she was looking through Dennis’ eyes, and felt every part of his body as if it was her own. Even Dennis's penis felt like it was her penis, "This is very strange," she thought. When Dennis went in front of the mirror, Helen saw herself as Dennis in front of the mirror. Helen wondered, "Have I become a man?" “Where would I get my own body? there must be another way”, she thought and strained herself.
Meanwhile, Dennis, who was unaware of Helen, felt weird and hazy, his body started to wobble and grumble as Helen began to move around inside of him. Although Dennis enjoyed this sensation, he was worried about what was happening and then the slimy liquid started to suddenly cover Dennis's body. The sexy saliva-like liquid continued to spread more over his entire body. Dennis became very afraid, but his body tensed up unable to do anything. The slimy saliva (liquid) covering Dennis’s body began shapeshifting Dennis’s form. Dennis felt their body expand, their ass and hips swelling, breasts forming, and Dennis’s dick and balls disappearing and inverting inward. He witnessed all the changes to his body in front of the mirror. Finally, the slime around Dennis changed the structure of his body, the slime fades and Dennis noticed that he has turned into Helen.
After this strange transformation, Dennis blinked his eyes, looked in the mirror, examined Helen's body and began to caress this body. He could feel the mature sexiness of Helens's body. Dennis spoke with Helen's voice, "So this is how I transform." “But what about Dennis? Did I kill him? Would it be weird if I went to Daphne like this? I need try to explain the incident to Dennis."
After Dennis talked by himself in Helen’s body, he took a pen and paper and wrote,
"Dear Dennis
I'm Helen. I am inside you right now, and I just transformed your body into my own body. You probably won't remember anything, so I want you to read this. My body melted from an explosion that passed next to me last night and I turned into a strange liquid. I came to your house when I had a theory that I could get my body back by merging with another person. SUCCESS! At first I was going to merge with your mother, but then I decided to flow inside you instead. We have to act together on this and you need to help me my dear. Please…"
When Dennis finished writing, he put the paper on his desk and said, "I have to transform into Dennis again... but how?" and forced himself again remembering the feeling he had before when he transformed into Helen. Helen's body deteriorated and liquefied again and became slimy and fluid. But just as it melted and fell to the ground, the liquid slime rises again and turned into the body of Dennis. He regained his body, and his dick returned. After Dennis had completely transformed back to normal, he said, "Yes, now it's time to read the note..." but then Dennis felt strange.
Dennis says, “what… what did I just do… Did I turn into Ms. Johnson???”
While Dennis was morphed as Helen, he thought that everything that he said was said by his own will. But now he did not understand why he was saying such things and writing what he wrote on the paper.
When Dennis realized this, he felt that there was a change to his face and he said, "What’s happening?” and touched his face with his fingers. When he looked in the mirror again, his face liquefied and turned into Helen's face.
Helen's face spoke, “I am inside of you Dennis”. I’m the one who said all the things you think you said. I wrote on the paper. I thought you were unconscious… but apparently you were not. You thought my speech, and my actions were your doing.”
Even though Dennis's face changed to Helen's, he could speak and see. But couldn’t move ‘their’ head. Shocked, he said, "Hel— …Ms. Johnson, I understand your situation, but you have no right to do this to me, this is my body."
Even though Dennis found being Helen sexually pleasurable, he also found it much too strange and shocking. Dennis exclaimed, "Please get out of me!"
Helen's face fell and said “I supported and helped you to get a good job so you owe me don’t you think?” But after a silent pause, she remarked, "Okay, I'll get out, but you have to help find me another body." Dennis, accepted her offer but he didn’t take her offer so seriously and he replied "Ok, ok, please leave my body." Helen's face quickly reverted back to his own. He touched it again and said, "Well… Where did she go?" But right after that, Dennis’ body starts to wriggle and grumble. His stomach started to cramp up painfully. Dennis’s body wriggled faster and faster and he yelled “What the HELL!!, OH- I'm going to shit!”.
He ran so fast to the bathroom. As soon as he took off his pants and underpants, Helen's slimy puddle came gushing out of Dennis's ass and spilled onto the ground. After Dennis fartted out Helen’s slimy puddle, he became relaxed but exhausted as well while sweat ran down his face.
Dennis looked to the ground and saw Helen’s puddle. The air in the room smelled thick, heavy and sour. Helen’s puddle crawled around. Stressed, Dennis thought about finding Helen a new host. After catching his breath, Dennis looked at Helen's puddle and said, "Ok, I’ll allow you to enter me. But you will not interfere with my daily life. You can only morph into yourself when I have free time."
Just later on, the liquid immediately crawlled and climbed up Dennis’s body and approached his mouth. Dennis gulps. With his hands, Dennis took the dense slimy liquid and swallowed it. It tasted like a sexy and sour saliva, but Dennis was disgusted and also aroused when choking down the liquid. After swallowing all the liquid, his body started to move again and rumbled. Dennis's face turned into Helen's face again and Helen said, "I got it dear. That was my thought, anyway.”
Dennis said, “So this is how we will communicate. When my face changes to yours”
“If I turn into you, I will feel your consciousness as my own consciousness. This is very strange.” Helen says, "There is nothing to do, you have to go to work, right? Let me give your face back" and Dennis's face returned to normal.
Dennis felt very strange on the way to work. Because she is his mother's boss, 50-year-old Helen is inside him, which gets inside his body as a nasty slimy puddle and comes out through his ass. Moreover, Dennis is aware that his body could turn into Helen at any moment, and he is also aware that the consciousness he will feel when he becomes Helen will be Helen's consciousness and he will involuntarily act like a woman. This situation made Dennis a little unsettled, but at the same time, he was excited and aroused as he would turn into the 50 year old high society woman, sexy milf Helen after his shift ends.
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