On the way to London, I was in possession of Hannah's body. Hannah was in possession of Kinsley's body and Kinsley was fast asleep. "How could this happen?" she asked me in a whispering voice. "How was I supposed to know? We had intercourse and you were suddenly exhausted. When I hugged you, I dived into you," I whispered back to her. I looked into her eyes. She was terrified of not being able to return to her body. We looked at each other while she thought about what was happening now. It really was a holy-shit situation. "Okay, here's my theory," she said to me in Kinsely's voice as she summarized her thoughts. After we had intercourse, her mind dimmed. While she had been trying to compose herself, she trusted me with her body. That meant I could do anything I wanted to her. She was mine. However, when I didn't stop but kept going, she trusted me even more. The moment she could take no more, she left her thoughts. Hannah and I formed a close bond. Through my abilities, I had also implanted a parasite in Kinsley, which Hannah had access to. She took control of Kinsley's body. It was very interesting for me to hear the summary several times in different ways. But the problem is not yet solved. The longer I thought about it, the more I had questions about what I could do or what Hannah could do.
So I then suggested that we put ourselves in other bodies so that I could place her back in her body. Hannah, who already seemed lost, thought about the idea. Even though there were potential risks involved, she agreed. I, on the other hand, still had to choose people who were available to me. Of course, I could use Christy again for this, but the woman was at work by now and so was her husband. So I randomly selected two people in Los Angeles that I had access to. I glanced at Hannah, who was looking at me nervously. If I don't do something soon, she's going to have a panic attack. I prepared her straight away: She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. I chose one of my victims and, as I usually did, tried to put Hannah into the other body. Full of strength, I pushed Hannah's consciousness out of Kinsley's body so that Hannah would be transferred into this new body after a long time. As soon as Kinsley's head dropped, I made myself comfortable and transferred into the body right next to it.
It wasn't a moment before I opened my eyes in a different body, in a different place. "Holy shit," Hannah said to herself as she inspected her body. It was her wider face, lighter harem and a different outfit: red sleeveless torso, wide jeans and white socks. "Are her breasts small," Hannah concluded firmly. I looked forward again and found a phone, lots of light around it. I walked forward to grab the phone, which was recording us. I flipped the phone over and deleted the video that was taken of us in our new bodies. "You give me this woman whose breasts are so small," she now wanted a new body. "There was no other choice. They were the closest of us." Without inspecting my new body, I already knew everything about the person I was in.
Maggie Thurmon, mid-twenties, long face with prominent cheekbones, blue-green eyes, brown hair and a wider chest. Hannah reacted to her body the way I did at first, but she'll get used to it too. "Are you ready to go back to your body?" I asked her as she looked around the room. It was a classic room, characterized by expensive pieces of furniture, when I regained her attention. "We still have about four hours, why are we waiting until then?" she suggested. She wanted to take advantage of my skills. I couldn't blame her. Their bodies looked visually beautiful, both women also had some assets in their bank accounts and nothing major to do except upload videos on social media or take any photographs.
Nevertheless, I made the argument to Hannah that she didn't currently have her body under her control and I had no idea if it would work to bring her back. "Don't worry, I can get by with this life too," she suggested jokingly. I didn't find it funny at all. "Don't be a spoilsport. I still want to have fun too," she said afterwards. I couldn't believe her until she asked me to let her have fun. I then agreed to it. Immediately afterwards, she jumped around to the other room and squatted down in front of the TV. After she turned it on, she wanted to look for snacks, but I could tell by how thin these women were that nothing but salad would do. Hannah searched in vain, but then she found a packet of potato chips in a cupboard. A single packet of potato chips. She sat in front of the TV and enjoyed her time in front of it.
I, on the other hand, was planning to jump between Hannah and Maggie's bodies. After I had done this a few times, I heard the door open. Three people came in. Maggie's parents and her boyfriend, who had just joined me. "I wasn't sure if you meant that cream," he said a little provocatively. Maggie said that her fans were more important to her than him and that he had to buy it for her because, after all, he was her boyfriend. "Thank you," I kissed him on the cheeks. Her boyfriend and Maggie's parents were astonished. "Okay, what happened to Maggie Thurmon?" he wanted to know. I asked what he meant by that. "You usually tear him apart with those arguments," Maggie's father jumped in. I recalled Maggie's memories. He was to blame for everything the whole time. It seemed like he was the lapdog. That had to change. I made up the excuse that I was arguing with my period again. Maggie's mother wanted Maggie's boyfriend to help unpack. Then I stepped in: "Actually, I need you to do my homework."
He looked at me like a lapdog, looked at me briefly before he left all his things behind and went upstairs. Really like a little puppy. I was shocked and surprised at the same time, but Maggie's parents didn't say anything to me. They looked after him pitifully. So I turned around and ran into the room. "Is Jenna here?" the father asked after me. "Yes, I'm here," Hannah shouted to Maggie's father in front of the TV. I looked at my father again before I disappeared into the room. The moment I had control over Maggie, I knew everything about her. I knew who she was, how much donations she received through OnlyFans, what her needs were, and much more. I didn't hesitate to object to the latter. Even I felt sorry for her boyfriend and wanted to do something good. He stood in the middle of the room, asking about my homework, which should have been on the table. But there was nothing there. "Actually," I slowly took off my shirt: "I just wanted to lure you here." Then he looked at my breasts, which were constricted in my bra. His cheeks turned redder. How cute. "Are you ready for some action?" I asked, to which he couldn't answer me. At least he paused. Then I put my palm on his chest, led him to the bed and pushed him down. He surrendered, initially hesitating: "I... We." I let Maggie's needs run free.
As he lay in bed fully clothed, I stood over him with my upper body almost naked. "Tell me, have you always wanted to do it with me?" I imitated Maggie's voice from one of her memories when she was drunk at a party. Mario didn't answer. Instead, he looked down again as his penis became erect. He really thought that I didn't notice, but he was wrong. I leaned my face towards his and kissed him on the mouth. It was a long French kiss. I put Maggie's tongue in his mouth. He hesitated for the first few minutes until I encouraged him more. Only then did he become wilder. I had awakened his dark side. Something in him that he had not discovered until now. Something that he will discover now. I wanted him to take responsibility. He should be in control for once and lose his virginity.
We continued kissing, but we stopped briefly. Mario took off more and more clothes, then I took off my underwear. I was practically stuck to Mario in Maggie's underwear. The kiss became more intense. Our tongues swung back and forth more and more. The longer we kissed, the more aroused he became. After a few minutes I felt his penis stiffen and start to work on my underwear. I then took off my underwear, briefly saw Maggie's light brown genital hair sticking out, and pulled Mario's pants down. I put his genitals in my vagina. It was huge, I felt it. It was a warm, oppressive feeling, as if it was about to burst inside me. Different feelings and memories emerged, and then I suddenly remembered that I had to check Hannah's body. I swapped Hannah's host with mine. One time I was lying in front of the TV with a packet of chips. I heard Hannah, now in Maggie's body, moaning quietly. Her parents, embarrassed that I heard this, looked at each other without saying anything else. Immediately afterwards they left the house. They were extremely uncomfortable. I had something to do too.
From one second to the next I left Jenna's body and opened the eyes of Hannah's body. All of these bodies that I own feel so different, so different. I felt Hannah's body leaning back in the chair. They were also different physically. If you asked me who had the smallest breasts, between Kinsley, Jenna, Maggie and Hannah, I would say Jenna. If you asked me which of them was my favorite, it would be Hannah. Maybe it was love, but maybe it was the familiarity I finally felt with people my own age. Anyway, I was in Hannah's body on the plane again, Kinsley was still asleep and we hadn't landed yet. I returned to Jenna's body so that I could find her again in front of the doors of Maggie's room. I quickly turned away and sat in front of the TV with the packet of chips. I relaxed with a film that I could find on any channel. Even though Maggie was having sex with Mario, they didn't bother me. I was also able to relax before things continued.
Over the next hour, it went up and down. To make that clear, it kept getting louder, sometimes quieter. At one point, Mario was snoring in the middle of it, and then Hannah came over. Maggie's parents stayed away from the house, giving their daughter free space. Nevertheless, I could imagine that they were extremely embarrassed that I was there. Possibly because they thought I was the real Jenna Raine. At some point, I heard Mario snoring again, then Maggie came out, agitated. She stood in front of me, completely naked. I looked at her from the whole time and noticed that her breasts were smaller than when I was wearing them. "And did you have fun?" I joked, looking into her beautiful eyes. "If you throw me into the body so spontaneously and I have a penis inside me, then every lightbulb will burn out," she said cynically. After a short pause, she added that she had fun too. So I had the right to do this after all. "And now I have to go back into my body!" It was time to go back. I struggled for several minutes before I pushed her back into her place. For me it was like pushing an elephant as a teenager. "Just a little bit more," I told Jenna, squeezing her mouth shut. It took a while, I burst out of my strength and suddenly she was gone. In her place, in her body. The real Maggie stood in front of me, completely naked. She looked at me briefly before looking at herself. "Holy shit, what happened!" she roared, realizing that she was standing naked in front of her friend. It had been a bad idea not to change. "You jumped on Mario and before I could notice anything, everything went black," I lied. "I knew it was Mario," she accused him. "I don't remember much, except that Mario came back from shopping with your parents," and then she realized that Mario hadn't drugged her after all. Before she had any more questions, I jumped into Kinsley's body. In a light sleep, I took over her body and opened her eyes. "Have we arrived?" I asked Hannah after I sat up properly. "Not yet, but shortly," she told me, before asking me how I slept. "Not bad. Not bad," I told her, before I continued quietly: "You can't imagine what I dreamed." I looked up at her briefly: "I dreamed of you fucking a friend." Suddenly her face turned red and she knew that I wasn't Kinsley. "You don't have to embarrass me like that," she joked. Shortly before landing, she wanted to know why I wasn't in her body. She was visibly angry about it. "I wanted to be with you more, not in you," I told her calmly, she blushed again. An angry voice made her soften. The plane shook gently on the ground. We remained quiet, no one dared to say anything. "And what's the plan?" Hannah asked as we waited at the baggage claim. "The same as you said," I then found the suitcases and took them out. "And I already have a person in mind if I could take possession of them." I looked Hannah in the eyes. "The question remains how I can take possession of them." We ran outside, and Kinsley's parents were already waiting for us. Even without tying in Kinsley's memories, they looked similar to their daughter. "Mother, Father," I pretended. Fortunately, I didn't say dad or mom anymore, that would be too American. We hugged each other briefly before they greeted Hannah. They asked how we were, how the flight was and whether we had already eaten. We then went out to eat something before heading home in the evening. I was lying in Kinsley's bed, Hannah next to me. It was getting late and the parents were in the living room watching TV. "And are you going to university tomorrow?" I wanted to know as we looked up from our pillows. "Yes, of course. Even before I met you, I wanted to go to university here," she told me emphatically. Then I asked myself why she hadn't come earlier. "Thanks to you for coming into my life, I can live the life I want," she said with a smile. I grew fond of her. She was a real angel. A beautiful smile, her eyes and her hair. If I were me now, I would go on a date with her, but that's what I can't do. Not if I'm someone else. I had something to do, I had a duty, for myself, my parents and my revenge. They shall suffer as I did, but I and they will see how merciless I can be.
"Oskar, are you okay?" she whispered to me. "Your face is getting a little red." My attention went back to Hannah, who was staring at me. "Yeah, it's a little hot in here," I replied before exhaling and wishing her goodnight.