Divorce Dego

“Jane here is a little confused by the blackout she has just experienced. Actually I possessed her for several hours to help her husband secure a divorce. She has no idea that she just spent this time at a hotel with her lover, being shot by surveillance cameras. That sex in the elevator is going to cost her big time in the pocket book.

Kind of sad that a Warlock with a possession spell is reduced to doing this to make ends meet, but hay we all have to eat. Besides, I do like the sex in these trophy wife bodies. And it’s not like most of these women weren't getting some on the side anyway. They were just being a little more discrete about it.

And me, I’m getting paid to possess these hot little numbers, and go and do what I love to do most – Have wild sex as a girl. Truly I have no shame.”

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Joy Riding Glenda

“If Glenda here looks like she’s kind of drunk, it’s because I've possessed her for the last 12 hours or so. Sadly, that’s as long as my spell last. But I can tell you that the last few hours was some of the best sex as a woman I ever had. This girl has a libido like you wouldn't believe. When Glenda is revved up, she can come multiple times.

I’m going to take a day or so to rest up, and then take her out again on Friday night. She may wake up in some strange guy’s bed Saturday morning, but until then her ass and boobs and mouth are all mine. It’s like I stole my dad’s Ferrari for a joy ride, only better; because this ride practically drives itself. Just point her at a hot guy and hang on for dear life.”

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Girls Have More Fun

“When I got my hands on those possession candles, I thought I’d take over John’s body, you know the chick magnet quarterback with the abs and the hot car. But when I tried, I found myself attracted to Kendra here. They were having sex, and her orgasms were so intense, I just had to try that out and see what it felt like.

I slipped into her and was just rolled over by this intense tide of hormones and pleasure. And when John finished, she went in for a shower and masturbated a couple of more times right there. What a dynamo she is. And her plans for that night were already bubbling. She had clubbing plans with some rich college boys.

So now, I never bother trying to possess guys anymore, Kendra here has definitely convinced me that girls have more fun.”

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Body Hopping Gone Bad

“I have this really bad habit of body hopping girls, and then leaving them in embarrassing situations. I've had other body hoppers get on me for it, saying it’s juvenile and tends to get the authorities looking for magical possessions. I just can’t help myself. The look on those girl’s faces when they find themselves sitting naked on a park bench in broad daylight, or pulling their shirt open in the stands of a baseball game is priceless.

Best of all is when I've hopped a really pretty girl, gone out for great sex, and then left her disrobed with no clue what she’s been doing or how she got there. And when their boyfriends and parents hear about it, well let’s just say I've gotten more girls into rehab than you can count; Most of them totally innocent.

So if your girlfriend or daughter has a sudden case of public lewdness, coupled with blackouts, don’t blame her. It’s probably a case of body hopping gone bad.”

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Permanent Possession

“That’s it then; I've burned the spell I managed to write in her blood, and made my possession of Janice permanent. No more having to gather components when I did manage to possess her body. No more being flung back into my sick fat geeky body when her hair and nails were completely consumed. I’m free of all that.

Of course my folks will find me in a coma, and have to deal with my old body, but that’s their problem. I’ll have a new mommy and daddy who live in Europe 10 months of the year, and let their precious Janice do whatever she wants.

I have her surface memories and her diaries to help me go unnoticed, not that it really matters. The way she ran through boyfriends, who’s there to figure out she’s changed? Sorry Janice, the only reason anyone played at being your friend was your money and your looks. Hell, that’s the only reason I was attracted to you.

I know I can do a better job living your life than you did.”

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Wishing for Good Grades

Jerry was a bit of a nerd. But, he was also a nice guy, and a great chemistry tutor, so a couple of the sororities gave his name out for sisters who needed science help. Mora desperately needed that help. Though she usually could get her male teachers to give her a break on her grades, her professor was gay and immune to her charms. So, she bent her efforts on Jerry instead.

Jerry had tried every trick her knew to help her pass her exams: mnemonics, cramming, flash cards; nothing seemed to work. He called a break for the night and began walking home. Passing the old fountain by the science building, he reached in his pocket for a coin, tossed it in and said, “I wish I could take this test for you Mora.”

Suddenly, an eerie light glowed around him and he felt his body growing insubstantial. He flowed away on the wind back towards the house where he’d left Mora packing up. Drifting through the wall, he came to her room and flowed up her nose. Mora coughed and sputtered, and he felt disoriented. Then he was the one coughing. When he stopped, he rose to his knees and shifted his long black hair where he could see, and got slowly to her feet. He was wearing heels. Those weren't his feet. Somehow, he was in Mora's body. He could sense her in here with him, but dormant.

Well, he thought, whatever else happens, at least Mora should ace her chemistry exam.

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Belated Gift

Jane looked carefully at the small jewelry box with the green lid which she’d received as her inheritance from her great uncle Edgar. Rumor was that he’d had millions of dollars stashed in offshore bank accounts, but so far, none of her relatives had been able to find any papers concerning the money.

Edgar had some truly strange hobbies, including black magic which he’d spent his money on in life, so a lot of the family was glad to see him dead and buried. Jane had never been close to the old man, but she was glad for the bequest, figuring at least she got something out of him. She opened the box, and looked at the heavy silver pin inside. Reaching for it, she managed to prick her finger and draw blood. Without even thinking about it, she sucked on the tiny wound.

Suddenly, her sight dimmed, and some malign force held her body stiff – she was paralyzed. Jane felt a presence, flooding her mind, first a trickle, and then a flood as her great uncle Edgar possessed her and forced her down into darkness.

“So Jane, you finally opened my little gift. And it’s a good thing too, another week and I wouldn't have been able to come back. Now let’s get your computer and check on my money. We have some changes to make in your life.”

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First Time Bodyhopper Steps Out

“Man, if you’d told me that on my 16th birthday, I’d be out here on the street in a skimpy outfit with a mixed drink and a handful of Mardi Gras beads in my hand waiting on the parade, I’d have thought you were nuts. Of course until three months ago, I was a boy named James who was killed in an auto accident. That’s when I discovered that I was a body hopper.

Talk about your life changing event! I went from young nerd boy who girls didn’t give the time of day, to a free agent who could look like anyone I met. And since my first accidental possession was my neighbor Heather, I quickly learned that girls have some incredible abilities when it comes to sex.

Three months later and here I am, mounted up on Janice my party girl suit. You would not believe the kind of attention a big old rack like this brings you in the clubs, or then again maybe you would. Anyway, after tonight’s activities, I think I’ll give my old buddy Tom a call. I do owe him for keeping me sane those first few days. I guess a little pity sex wouldn't hurt.”

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That First Look

“I guess I’m kind of a prankster as ghosts go, but being bound to the house and grounds of the Motley Mansion do leave you short of entertainment. Anyway, whenever one of those silly ghost hunters comes around, I love to step into the mirror and make a noise to attract them. Then when they walk up and see me superimposed over their reflection, I strike.

I paralyze their body, dispel their clothing, possess their form, and then transform it into my own. I swear the look on their faces when they see themselves standing there as a naked copy of me, instead of some nerd boy with a shrunken little member is priceless.

Sometimes, their lust overcomes everything else, and it’s all I can do to keep them from playing with themselves when we’re done. Some of these poor boys have never had sex in their lives, much less seen a pretty girl up close. Of course I do share the feelings of pleasure with them when we go find one of their colleagues and get in a little sexual workout. I’m not cruel you know. Anyway Tom, let’s wipe that stupid look of my face, put down the candle, and go have some fun.”

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The Slime Breaks Out

“When I was 15, I found I could turn into some kind of black slime creature. I could crawl through the tiniest crack under a door, or work my way through a drain. I have some kind of visual sense that lets me see where I’m going, and hearing to know what’s going on around me.

Naturally, I started spying on girls to see them naked like any red blooded 15 Year old would. That’s when I discovered my real power – I could ooze into a girls mouth or pussy and possess her, instantly learning her thoughts and secrets in a matter of seconds.

At first, I was going to go public with my powers, but I quickly realized I’d have much more fun possessing rich hot chicks, and using their bodies as my own. Here’s a picture I managed to catch with my time delay camera of me climbing into Stacy’s mouth to possess her. I think the look of disbelief on her face as I take control is just priceless.

Be careful all you hot girls out there, the slime is ready to take you out tonight.”

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The Perfect Date

“Vickie my dear, I’m afraid I must leave you for now. My possession candle has gone out and the spell is broken, but don’t worry, we had a wonderful date. The wining and dining was perfect, your date picked a fabulous wine. The dancing was fun, watching all those people stare at you as you gyrated on the floor. And the sex was exquisite; I’ve never cum so hard in my life.

Yes we must do this again, and soon; so go home and collect yourself, rest up and make another date with Bob the Oil tycoon. I’ll check on you long enough to confirm the time, so I can possess you for the whole evening. Bob is the perfect gentleman in bed and out. I’m really looking forward to being you with him again.”

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Kids Will Drive You Crazy

“Grandfather’s funeral was so sad. My parents and my aunts and uncles seemed to take it so hard. It’s not like he didn't live a long and full life. He traveled to Haiti and Tibet; he followed his passion for black magic all over the world. You’d think it was one of them in the coffin there the way they’re carrying on. Just because they can’t find how he hid his money, their acting like little children.

I’m just glad that I had Jasmine here to put my spell on. Maybe living on as a girl wasn't ideal, but it needed to be a young blood relative, over 21 for my purposes. Yes, I've submerged her personality under my own, but it’s not like she’s dead, she’s still in here, just asleep. Who knows, in a few years, I’ll probably move on and she can have her life back.

Meanwhile, I have monies stored in safe deposit boxes and properties all over the city. I can certainly get bye until the will is read and they find out I left Jasmine the mansion too. I tell you my kids are driving me crazy, even after I’m dead.”

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For Her Own Good

James was a body hopper with a conscience; he loved the feeling of mounting a hot woman for a few days of passion and sex, but he felt guilty about using other people. His solution was to live in a resort hotel, and keep his possessions down to a week or two at a time. He liked the endless variety and could live with his conscience.

Darla, his latest mount, troubled him. Despite being rich and beautiful, she seemed depressed, and without a will to live. In fact she had thoughts of suicide which baffled him. James worked extra hard to see if he couldn't cheer her up. He set her up with the best lovers on the island, and used all his wiles to let her experience some real passion and joy that week. He even stepped back and let Darla experience the full effect of multiple orgasms, to see if that would bring her out of the doldrums. Sadly, nothing worked.

In the end James made a momentous decision; he would continue to ride Darla indefinitely for her own protection. He’d make her life his own, and see if he couldn't fix her. As he packed her things, now his, and prepared to fly home, James let a smile crack his face. He had a mission in life now, and a hot body he had no qualms about staying in; after all, it was for Darla’s own good.

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The Slime Takes Possession

Janice was all set for a hot bath to get ready for her date with Bryan another blue blood from her set when a mass of green slime jetted up out of the drain like a fountain. She stepped back towards the door when the goo twisted in the air and splashed right in her face and chest. Startled, she fell to her knees and tried to ward the stuff away from her mouth. Suddenly, she was paralyzed, and felt some malevolent spirit coursing into her mind. The slime coalesced and streamed into her, gagging and choking her into unconsciousness.

Tommy felt his vision clear, the green tent giving way to clear sight. He reached up and caressed Janice’s breast, now his breast and felt the firm heft of them in her hands. “So, Janice has a date with that rich stud Brian tonight. I think I’ll keep that date and see just what he can do. Janice wasn’t going to go all the way tonight, but then I’m not Janice; or rather I’m only Janice on the outside.

This girl’s got way too much going for her to be a prick teaser. After all, what’s the fun of being in the driver’s seat if you can’t go the distance?”

The slime has taken another victim.

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Get Better At This

“Oh man, why does it have to end? Just when I was all set to get dressed and go out for seconds, my possession spell ran out. Ginger is the hottest little ride I've found yet. I've just got to get better at this.

Ever since I found I could read grandmother’s old grimores, I knew I’d been lucky and gotten the witch blood gene. I know it’s really rare for boys to have it, much less to start coming in to my powers at 13. But now that I know what I can do, I just can’t wait. The book says that possession spell can last for twelve hours, but all I've managed so far is about four.

Still, four hours as Ginger on a date, with making out at the end is like four hours of heaven. The first time I managed to possess her during sex, I couldn't keep riding her after the orgasm; she literally blew me away. I’ll bet that was a weird way to come out of a blackout.

I've just got to keep studying and practicing; I can do this! Just think man, twelve whole hours, a whole night wearing Ginger; what more could any young Warlock want.”

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Reality Show Ghost

A reality show had rented the old Motley mansion for a ‘Stay the Week in a Haunted House’ show. The guests were checking out the house while being followed by camera crews in turn showing where they planned to hole up that night. Darrel, a science nerd who professed not to believe in ghost or paranormal activity, was checking out some rooms on the third floor when he ran into a woman carrying a candelabrum.

“Who are you,” he asked? ‘I thought I knew everyone on the show.”

“Oh, you wouldn't know me,” she said approaching him. “I’m just here to educate you. You see Darrel, ghost are real. Here let me show you.” Putting down her candles, Lady Chatterley’s ghost flowed over him like a cold dense fog. Seeping into the pores of his skin, the ghost froze the morrow in his bones, and began to transform Darrel into her own lovely image. His hair lengthened and turned auburn, his dick melted away, his hips widened, and his waist thinned. His clothes transformed into a pale lavender dress, and his shoes into well formed high heels.

Smiling at herself in the dusty mirror, Lady Chatterley picked up the candles and made her way towards the stairs. “Darrel, you’re in for a treat. I’m going to go find that hansom host of your TV show, and give him some proof of what a ghost can really do. And you get to learn all about sex as a woman. Because I’m going to let you watch. Come on now, it’s ShowTime.”

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Donna Wakes Up

Donna sat there stunned, trying to remember how the hell she’d gotten into the steam room; the men’s steam room. The last thing she remembered was planning to head for the hotel bar and meet Stacy for drinks. Judging by how sore she was, she’d been having some rough sex with someone, but she couldn't remember anything. Had she been roofied?

Suddenly, she felt some kind of mental touch. Her mind was going numb, and some kind of presence was controlling her, forcing her down into darkness. “Who are you,” she thought. “Why are you doing this?”

James just grinned and shifted his hands over to feel her breast. “Donna you’re my ride for this evening,” he said gleefully. “I had to stop and put in an appearance at the dinner table, but now the parents are vegging out on TV, and I’m free to come back and take you for seconds. Bet you’re still sore from the way that crazy football player pounded us. Hay, at least he used a condom.”

Donna watched horrified as her body got up and stretched under the control of some male juvenile delinquent. He grabbed her crotch, straightened her suit, and headed for the door. “Come on babe, let’s go straddle some man meat.”

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Covering All Your Bases

“Gerry, I know that’s you. No way Mrs. Swanson comes to the door but naked and sticks her tong out at me.”

“Yah it’s me man. Your friendly neighborhood Warlock doing a little spell practice. You know how you’ve always had the hots for old Mrs. Swanson, well I thought you might like to feel up the merchandise and see what you’re missing.”

“OK man, you know I want to make out with her, what’s the catch.”

“You do my algebra homework all year, and I’ll see about regular visits with your neighbor. Do we have a deal?”

“You are one twisted dude, but hell yes, deal.”

Gerry just smiled and jiggled her assets. Now if he could just line up a couple of guys for English and History, he’d have all his classes covered; and have his possession spell perfected in no time. Man it’s great to be a young teenage Warlock.

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Borrowing Big Sister' s Bod

“Hay sis, you know Dan and I are having a great time filling in for you and Sandy on spring break. Borrowing your big sister’s body for the best party of the year is great. I haven’t tried sex as you yet, but who knows the day is young and your body does react to some of these hunks around here. I’m sure with a little liquid courage, Dan and I will get up the nerve to try it out. Hay, it’s not like it’s our bodies.

Just hold the fort at summer camp, and keep the folks in the dark and we’ll let you have your bodies back when we get home. Of course if you say something about us stealing then, we’ll just have to deny the whole thing and say you’re crazy. We can always keep them longer you know.

Now don’t pout about it, you don’t have the looks to pull that off right now. Pouts on geeky nerd boys just don’t have the same effect as on a pretty girl. The week will be over before you know it, and everything will be back to normal, except of course you’ll know we can do this to you. So behave and we’ll be home soon. Toddles.”

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Seriously Habit Forming

“Damn, I hate it when the candle burns out and my possession ends. I've got to find something that last longer, like permanently. Casey is so hot and so confused when she comes to naked like that. It just breaks my heart to leave her when I’d been having such a good time with her current boy toy.

Man, he’s got to think she is one schizoid chick, her being all coy and modest, and me being a horny bitch that can’t get enough. Still, he keeps coming back for more; I must be doing something right. And that boner of his is definitely the right tool for the job.

That’s it; I've got to tell Arnold I need something stronger; maybe some long acting potion, or even a repetitive spell or something. I’m turning into a body junkie for Casey. This girl is seriously habit forming.”

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