During my sleep, my eyes opened of their own accord. I realised that I was walking. At first I felt a little confused because I didn't have a human body. I also thought at first that it was a dream in which I had my body again, but when I tried to move, the body didn't listen to me and then I saw breasts and a baby bump underneath me. Immediately afterwards I knew I was looking through the eyes of my host. The longer I watched, the better I could hear the cars on the road next to me with California licence plates driving past me. Hell, I could see through their eyes and hear around me too. Holy shit.
I wanted to know what else I could do, I wanted to move my right hand, which didn't work very well. It didn't move, but my hand started to tremble slightly. So it was possible that I wasn't strong enough. The next thing I wanted to know was what I knew about my landlady. Out of nowhere, the name came to me: Chrissy Hobbs, thirty-six years old and thirty-five weeks pregnant with her fifth child. She is married to her husband Zach Hobbs and they live together in San Diego. They are wealthy. There were still so many details to know about her, but it was enough for me to know who she was. In general, I knew who she was. Next, I wanted to access her memories and wanted to know what she had done around lunchtime last week.
Suddenly, from a first-person perspective, I saw Chrissy get up from her chair and go to the kitchen for a glass of yoghurt. Damn, not only could I access her memories, but I could also learn more about her life. It felt to me like a virus that had infected an entire computer, only I was the virus and Chrissy was the computer. It was barely twenty degrees Celsius outside, just comfortable for her and her baby, who were walking around a few block houses.
From the city limits, she ran through a stretch of forest. I could feel the cold wind on her skin and the goose bumps she was getting. She approached her house. A large hut with a large entrance in a neighbourhood next door. On the way to the door, I spotted two vehicles, both Toyota. The whiter, longer vehicle was hers and the other was her partner's. I could tell she was getting tired. She opened the door of the house, running up the stairs to quickly see her husband's home office. As she opened the door, he was typing on the keyboard. She approached him and kissed him in the mouth. Damn, I didn't want to feel that. Shortly afterwards, her child started crying.
She returned to her room, where a small cot was already lying next to her. She took out the fourth child and rocked it in her hands before sitting down. It calmed down quickly, such a child was really rare to see. Shortly after, she removed her breast container as her breasts fell down. She placed her nipples in the child's mouth as he began to drink. He pulled on the nipples and chewed on her nipples. After a few minutes, the child fell asleep. She placed it next to her on the bed, as if in a container without a lid, so that it wouldn't fall off the bed. Shortly afterwards, she turned onto her left side with her monstrous belly. She felt the child move in her stomach and fell asleep.
It took a few minutes before Chrissy started snoring. An opportunity for me to test whether I could control her body while she was asleep. I wanted to move the fingers on her right hand. Shortly afterwards it worked, I felt it. Then I tried to move her right arm in a different position and it worked. I was in control of her body. I then moved her feet and legs perfectly before turning my attention to her head. I could already see and hear. All I needed to do was speak and open my eyes. I tried to open my eyes. Without any problems. When I then tried to move her eyes, I could only move them a little with difficulty. Finally, I wanted to test her voice. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. As hard as I tried, it didn't work. Damn. In the end, I let it go and returned to my body.