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Matt stumbles upon a ring that lets him possess people. Heavily inspired by the writing.com story The Possession Spell, but nerfed so the one with the power isn't in absolute control of everything.
My name's Matt. That day was meant to be just another day.. but it turned very weird, and very interesting.It would have been about 5pm when I walked into my apartment. It was convenient, since it was close enough to college, yet wasn't super expensive or loud. Plus I could walk to all the fun parties.Anyway, I walked in to see my girlfriend, Mira, sitting on the couch. I always thought she was cute in an exotic way - she was short, petite, with black hair and dark brown eyes. She was half Japanese, which is why I think I found her so attractive. Today, she was looking at me in a very unusual way. Not like her at all."Hey... Matt" she said hesitantly. Oh shit, I thought. Was she breaking up with me?"Hi?" I said carefully."So I have something to tell you..." Shit. It's really happening. I think she saw the look on my face, and quickly added "Oh no don't worry, nothing is wrong. We're still good. It's just... this is so weird."Relieved, I approached her and noticed she was wearing a ring. She never wore jewelry like that. "So, nice ring..." I said."Yeah that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Actually..." she started, getting up and walking over to me. I walked closer and took her hand. She flinched as I began to examine the ring, still on her finger. As I went to pull it off... "No!"The ring was half off, and I felt a force - not unlike a blast of wind - hit me. "Fine!" I slipped the ring back on... and blacked out.---I awoke in bed a short while later. Mira was sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with …
Jenny invites the crew over for a game of King's Cup, but the deck is rigged...
You sat down at the table. You were the last player."Finally! We can start!" Jenny exclaimed. Jenny was tall, with long straight brunette hair and glasses. She wore a simple black t-shirt and jeans. It was fair enough that she was excited - she had brought an enchanted deck of cards to this party, and fully intended to use them.You surveyed the other participants in Jenny's game. To his left was his best friend, Steve. A bit on the short side, thin but with a quick wit and silver tongue, he was popular and well liked by almost everyone he met.Next to him was the blonde hostess of the event, Claire. She was very short and very bubbly. Tonight she was dressed in a form-fitting silver dress that showed a generous amount of cleavage.Andrew and Amy were next, a couple who looked remarkably similar. Both with black hair and sharp features, Andrew wore a dark green polo top with brown slacks. To contrast, Amy had on a white polka dot dress that went to her knees.After Andrew sat Jenny, and next to her was her friend Fiona. Tall, with flowing red hair, green spaghetti strap top and white shorts, she was you favourite from the group. You hadn't spoken too many times before, but she seemed friendly enough to you.Finally, between Fiona and yourself was Harry. He was tall and lanky, somewhat unkempt. More the loner of the group, but he had been friends with both Jenny and Steve since they were in primary school."So Jen. Remind us how this all works, will ya?" Steve asked in his usual tone of voice."Well you've all played King's Cup, right? Pretty much that." Jenny said."Then what's the big deal about your special deck?" …
Bailey and Ayden, a college-aged couple, discover that Ayden has a power in the middle of a post-coitus massage. In short, Ayden can enter someone through an orifice and "wear" them, essentially possessing them, turning them into a sort of skinsuit as he does. Being an anal aficionado, Ayden prefers the obvious entry point. What follows is Ayden using his powers on others, such as their petite neighbor, the obnoxious TA that's ruining Bailey's GPA, and eventually culminating in Bailey's professor. Of course, the couple has plenty of sex along the way.
Discovery
"I-I mean, SERIOUSLY?! LOOK!" Bailey shouted, pointing at her phone screen. "Who LOSES credit for being early to class?!"
"...Wow." Ayden sighed, caressing Bailey's thigh as he pretended to stare at his girlfriend's phone. "Not to be that guy, but... why not just show up like, on time instead?"
"You REALLY think Kim's not gonna find something else to find wrong?! God, you know that test last week? Gave me a FORTY because 'blank ink is in poor taste' AFTER last time! Can't use a pencil, can't use a pen, lemme guess, I gotta prick my fucking finger and write with blood?!" Bailey shouted, her face red from her frustration. "I cannot WAIT to be done with this shit!"
"...Want me to talk to your professor or... something?" Ayden asked, gulping as Bailey snapped her head towards him.
"Babe, I..." Bailey started, her tone harsh. Upon seeing her boyfriend's face, however, she paused, took a deep breath, and tried to relax. Slightly. "Look, I just..." Bailey sighed, averting her eyes. "Kim'll start rumors the second you close the door behind you. Doesn't matter if it's her, the professor... the janitor, honestly."
"And?"
"Ayden. You really want a rumor to start about you... doing something to some poor, defenseless, helpless woman behind closed doors?" Bailey sighed, rolling her eyes as Ayden's expression didn't change in the slightest. "She'll say you raped her. Or both of them, knowing her."
"Oh." Ayden mumbled, biting his upper lip. "Yeah, that's... not great."
"No shit." Bailey sighed, flopping her head back on the pillow. Covering her gray eyes with her forearm, she finally noticed her boyfriend's hand. "Babe, what are you doing?"
"...Rubbing your thigh."
"Not in the mood."
"Maybe Kim-" Ayden started, immediately stopping when Bailey's glare peeked out from beneath her …
Zach was a tech wiz. He planted all sorts of surveilance equipment in his and his neighbors' houses in preparation for the beginning of his Stealth Control network. He was ready to enjoy all these bodies to his own pleasure, maybe even manage to change a thing or two in them, during his two month break from college. He was ready to have the time of his life, playing and manipulating the bodies of his hot mom and sisters, and his neighbors.
Zach had been ecstatic when his latest parcel arrived in the mail. Though it was very expensive to use it legally, the college student had heard about a few rogue servers of Stealth Control here and there, and had been wanting to try setting one up for himself.
He had spent the weekends at his family’s home preparing the grounds, just waiting to get his hands on some real hardware. He had used all of his IT knowledge to place an extensive array of spy cameras, and wireless network routers in his house, and both side neighbors, enjoying the good old excuse of helping them with technical problems, that in reality, had been caused by him.
His specialized hardware had arrived a week before his summer break started, meaning he’d have just enough time to finish setting it up in time for two months of pure debauchery in the three houses he’d use as testing grounds.
Fortunately, with all of his previous prepwork, the next step would be easy. First he’d need to set up a main control hub in the server he installed in his room, and tinker a bit with his wireless routers to interact with the proper receivers.
He also had to make sure that both his transmission points and his receiver nanobots were absolutely sealed to intrusions outside of what he wanted it to. Stories of people setting up entire networks of Stealth Control, just to have it promptly hijacked by other more experienced hackers scared him to death. The only one that had the right to play god in his neighborhood was him, thank you very much.
He had gotten enough nanobots to control a hundred people, but he’d start small, increasing his range as he got more and more people dancing in his hands. …
Thomas was a science genius, but wasn't all that good at interacting with other people. After inventing a machine that helped him to slip into a different plane of reality, he decided to use his newfound abilites in there to possess his old high school teacher. Will he be able deal with a female body, or will this new power corrupt him?
Arguably, Thomas was what one could describe as a once in a generation genius. Of course, most people wouldn’t, but that was because he was more likely to just laze around and do nothing, than to do anything remotely impressive.
He had always had trouble focusing, so he often just flitted between different projects which had caught his fancy. He tried to always finish them eventually, at least as proof of concept, but the few people he had in his life were more likely to see them as disjointed masses of wires and metal they spent most time as, than as the miraculous pieces of technology they really were once finished.
What enabled this, was a little machine that used quantum fluctuations to create pieces and components for anything he needed. He had invented it when he was 14, and all it took to create almost anything he needed was the electricity to power it.
As far as he knew, Thomas was almost self-sufficient. He could sate any biological need with his machine, and any intellectual need by inventing new things. The one big problem he had was social interaction.
Thomas was a perfect example of the introverted genius, and had a lot of trouble interacting with other people outside his family, and a few childhood friends who still kept in touch. It was with that in mind that he invented a Plane Displacer.
While at first glance, a simple modification of his older Teleporter, instead of changing his location on the space axis, the Plane Displacer changed him to a different plane of existence altogether. As far as the normal world knew, while using the machine, Thomas ceased to exist.
The first time he used it, Thomas was amazed. It looked like a copy of his usual world plane, …
Theo didn't expect to find himself inside the mind of a new teacher at his school, but he supposed that'd be better than to just be used as fuel for a youth restoring ritual. This new opportunity will finally give him the chance to get himself a life where no one cared about him
Being tied up inside a creepy basement was not what Theo expected to be doing when he woke up that morning.
It was really weird for him to be randomly called to the aged Headmistress's office when he arrived at his morning classes, but nothing too out of the boundary of normality.
Realistically, when she abruptly started cackling like the parody of a stereotypical witch, he should’ve just stood up and left, consequences be damned.
But now he wasn’t sure if that would’ve helped him.
Right after she had finished with her deranged laughter, she immediately chanted some random gibberish causing a weight around Theo’s mind to grow as he suddenly felt very sleepy.
When he came to, he was already tied up with maddeningly itchy ropes, which painfully bit into his wrists and caused his hands to swell. All he could see was a flight of stairs leading to the inside of a classic basement door.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally heard a sound and saw some light creep in from the door. Amidst his growing dread, Theo started to rethink all the life choices that led him to the basement of a creepy old hag, who was planning on doing God knows what with him.
If anyone were asked to describe him, most people would say Theo was a creep.
No one ever saw him do anything bad per se. It was just his loner status, adeptness at going around unseen, and inability to coax any sort of conversation out of him for more than a few minutes at a time that made people wary of him.
However, the truth was more complicated.
Although not a scion from old wealth, he was born into a well-off family, though his father was mostly absent from his …
Someone finds a mysterious way to possess someone else, and makes good use of it.
I stepped into the shower and turned on the water. It took a little while to get warm, but it was really pleasant when it did. I love just relaxing under the hot water, before I start actually washing myself. Mostly because washing my hair is a huge pain. So I stood, arms crossed under my boobs, half-hugging myself as the hot water cascaded over my shoulders. It felt great - I might just stand here for a while. A few minutes later - at least, I hope it was only a few minutes, since I'd been known to get 'stuck' in the shower for maybe half an hour without actually doing anything - I heard a noise that sounded like a knock on the door. Which was weird, because I lived alone, and I was sure that the front door was locked. It's probably nothing, just my imagination. --- Shit, did she hear me? I slipped through the door into the bathroom. Even though I was invisible and mostly incorporeal, I still bumped things. As far as I could tell, she hadn't. She still stood, unmoving, behind the shower curtain. Even though I could only see her silhouette, I could already tell she was hot. She was head shorter than me, slim, but with pretty nice boobs and a tight ass. Oh, I was looking forward to this. I slowly crept closer, and stumbled over the bath mat in front of the vanity unit. I crashed into the counter, causing everything on it to shake. There's no way she didn't hear that... --- Alright, that was definitely not my imagination. I peeked around the shower curtain, and saw... nothing. Absolutely nothing out of the ordinary in the …