Please note that this story, as with all my stories, is completely fictional and the themes expressed in it are a work of fantasy. Any resemblance to any real person or event is a coincidence.
Stepping out of my own body always feels strange at first. The feeling of weightlessness I get is unlike anything else, almost like floating in water but not. My ethereal body floats over my physical one, looking like it’s asleep on my bed. I begin moving, floating, over to the nearest wall, passing through it with no resistance. On the other side is another bedroom, mirroring mine in layout. I’m not surprised to find the room empty. My neighbours Gabby and Jordan are often up late listening to music so loud I’ve had to knock on their door to ask them to turn it down. I move out into the corridor just in time to see a figure slip into the apartments second bedroom. I follow the figure into the room and recognise Jordan as she plugs her phone into an outlet. She doesn’t see me, she can’t see me, as I pass through the room towards her. I position myself just behind her and slowly move forward, entering her body. There’s a brief second as our minds meld and I feel her confusion and fear before I’m able to silence her. Her mind now supressed I begin to test my new body.
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The first thing I notice is my chest. Jordan’s G cup sized tits make me feel almost top heavy, their weight pulling me forward. The other thing I notice is what’s between my legs, or more importantly what’s not. I step in front of the full length and Jordan’s brown eyes stare back at me as I take in the sight. I’m wearing pyjamas, a black satin shirt with matching shorts that just brush the top of my thighs. I begin unbuttoning the shirt, shrugging it off and letting it drop to the floor. God dam, Jordan’s tits look great. They’re two large pale round natural orbs of fun, jiggling and bouncing as I play with them. Both nipples are pierced with a silver bar and I feel them harden as I pinch them between my thumb and forefinger. I’m surprised by how horny just playing with my nipples is making me and the look on Jordan’s face in the reflection matches how I’m feeling. I let go of my nipples and drop my pyjama shorts, kicking them away. I watch the mirror as I run my hands down my thick yet athletic body. Jordan definitely has a ‘phat ass’ and I grab it in both hands before moving round to my smooth shaved pussy.
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My pussy. Now that’s a weird thought. My fingers begin exploring my pussy, feeling the dampness my arousal has caused. I slip two fingers inside me, my free hand shooting out to grab the mirror frame in order to steady myself as my legs almost give out.
“Fucking hell!” I gasp, Jordan’s soft voice sounding strange coming from my mouth. A fragment of Jordan’s memory flashes across my mind. I stop fingering myself and turn to the small chest of drawers beside the bed. I pull open the bottom drawer and smile as I look down at the collection of toys inside. There are several dildos of varying sizes, a large wand vibrator, a leather harnessed strapon, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs.
“Kinky slut.” I whisper to myself as I pull out one of the dildos, a bright purple tentacle that’s got to be nearly 10 inches long. I consider using it but instead decide to try out the vibrator instead. I climb on the bed and position myself so I can see my pussy in the mirror. I turn on the vibrator and it buzzes loudly, almost jumping out my hands it’s so powerful. It slips in my grip and my fingers find a dial which I turn. The vibrations lessen, the loud buzzing now just a gentle vibration. I press the tip of the vibrator against my pussy, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I adjust the position slightly and the waves of pleasure increases, making me cry out in joy.
“Fuck… Oh fuck yes!” I moan as I turn the dial back up on the vibrator.
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Suddenly there’s a knock on the door and I jump in surprise, the vibrator dropping from my grip as I sit up on the bed.
“Jordan, is everything alright? I thought you said you were just going to put your phone on charge and then be right back.” Gabby’s voice calls out, muffled by the door. I get up off the bed and as I start to make my way around the bed I catch a glimpse of the handcuffs in the drawer of toys. I had planned to possess Gabby separately once I’d finished with Jordan but now I have a different plan. I grab the handcuffs and hide them behind my back as I open the door with my free hand.
“Hey, are you…” Gabby begins to say, faltering as she notices my naked body.
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Gabby is still fully dressed from a day out with our friends. Our friends? Jordans memories are confused with mine as I remember a day of brunch, shopping, and a trip to the theatre. I ignore the memories and focus back on Gabby. She’s wearing a semi-transparent white blouse, tied together in the front with a knot rather than buttoned up. It hangs loosely off of her left shoulder revealing the strap of her black bra. She’s also wearing a pair of black leather pants, the tight material hugging her skinny legs perfectly. She’d curled her hair today, the locks of light brown hair twirling down her shoulders. God, she looks good, why couldn’t I look like that. I push down Jordan’s thoughts and focus back on my plan.
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Only a second has passed and as Gabby steps back in shock I reach out with my empty hand to grab hers. She’s too stunned to resist as I pull her into my room and shut the door behind her. She only reacts when I suddenly twist her arm up behind her back, locking the handcuff around her wrist.
“Jordan what are you doing?” She gasps as I quickly cuff her other hand behind her back, her voice now filled with fear. She tries to struggle but I overpower her, forcing her face down onto my bed. She continues to writhe around underneath me, yelling for me to get off, as I reach back over to the drawer and pull out the ball gag. It takes a few attempts to get the gag in place but once I do Gabby’s yells are reduced to muffled moans.
“Oh Gabby, don’t you get it.” I say, rolling her over onto her back and looking into her big green eyes. “You belong to me now. I’m gonna fuck you and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
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It takes me several minutes to strip Gabby naked, she kicked and thrashed about as I pulled off her clothes, cutting away her shirt and bra with a switchblade Jordan’s memories had so helpfully shown me. The knife had a secondary use as well, all of Gabby’s resistance ceased, leaving her quiet and demure. Now that she was still, I could take a good look at her naked body. Her tits are small and perky, C Cups according to her now ruined bra. Only her left nipple is pierced, a silver bar almost identical to mine. Her flat stomach is also pierced, this time with a little gemstone that is nestled in her belly button. Like Jordans, her pussy is shaved smooth.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” I say, as my fingers begin rubbing her pussy. Tears fill Gabby’s eyes, trickling down her cheeks as my fingers slide inside her.
“Oh wow, your pussy is tight, and wet!” I exclaim, raising my fingers to my mouth to sample the dampness from Gabby’s pussy. “Mmm, and you taste good too.”
I lean down and lick the salty tears from her cheeks before moving down to her chest. I kiss each of her tits in turn, playfully biting on her nipples before continuing on my journey down her body.
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With my face now between her legs it takes all my restraint to stop myself from just devouring her pussy. I find myself biting down on her inner thigh, making her cry out it pain as my teeth sink into her soft flesh. When I let go her thigh is marked with my bite, the skin now red and indented. Unable to wait any longer, I lick her pussy. Oh god does it taste good. I lick it again, slower this time. My tongue moving up her lips and finishing on her clitoris, teasing it. I don’t know if the noises Gabby are making are from enjoyment or displeasure but I’m too engrossed in eating her out to care.
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When I finally come up for air my chin is dripping with saliva and pussy juices. Gabby’s legs are covered with finger marks from where I’d been holding onto her, my long nails leaving red scratches.
“Now, I’m gonna take out your gag. Are you going to be a good girl and eat my pussy?” I ask, picking up the knife and playing with it absent mindedly. Gabby nods her nod so I put the knife down again and unfasten the ball gag.
“Please, just stop. Please stop.” She begins to beg but stops as I grab the knife and hold it against her throat.
“I never said you could speak, now shut up and eat my pussy.” I say angrily as I move to sit on Gabby’s face. I feel her squirm beneath me as I press her lips against my pussy. She tries to eat me out but her attempt is utterly pathetic. I can feel her tongue licking my pussy and although I get the occasional flutter of pleasure, I find myself growing quickly bored.
“Oh, you are useless at this.” I mutter, climbing off her. I reach down into the open drawer and pull out the mess of leather that is the strapon.
“Please, just stop. If you let me go now, I promise not to say anything.” Gabby begs as I pull on the strapon. I ignore her as I fasten the straps in place and as I do I notice that the dildo is removeable. Several more of Jordan’s memories flash across mind. I see flashes of naked girls; each one being fucked by Jordan wearing the strapon. But with each memory I see a different dildo attached to the harness, each one I remember seeing in the drawer.
“Jordan… Jordan, please.” Gabby is still pleading as the memories fade.
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I slap her. The loud crack of my hand as it hits her face seems to echo around the room as Gabby falls back.
“Get up!” I snarl. “Get up and suck this dick.” I grab the purple dildo attached to the straps and gesture towards it with my other hand. Gabby struggles to sit up with her hands behind her back, slowly moving into a kneeling position in front of me. I reach out and grab a handful of her curly hair, dragging her forward so the dildo enters her open mouth. She gags as the hard rubberised shaft hits the back of her throat, fighting against me as I hold her down.
“You can swallow cock good but how well can you take it?” I ask as I shove her away. I glance down at the saliva dripping dildo and detach it from the harness. I toss it aside and pull out the two largest dildos from the drawer. The first is the tentacle from before, the long shaft tapering down roughly 3 inches in diameter to 1. The second is some kind of monster cock. Nearly 12 inches in length with ridges and bumps all along the multicoloured shaft. Gabby’s eyes are locked on it, wide and full of fear as she takes in its monstrous size.
“Go on then, pick. Which ones going in your pussy, and which ones going in your ass?” I ask, a grin spreading on my face as all colour drains from hers.
“There’s no way I can take either of them. Please Jordan, just stop this.” Gabby begs again.
“Oh, do you ever shut up. You’re getting fucked so you might as well give up.” I say, picking up the gag and shoving it back into her mouth. I shove her back down on the bed and begin fastening the tentacle to the harness.
“I’ll be nice to you though. I’ll use this smaller tentacle on your ass. She begins sobbing, tears streaming down her face as I grab her ankle and flip her over. I reach over to the bedside drawers and grab the bottle of lube from the top, pouring the viscous liquid all along the shaft.
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Gabby is now completely unresisting, allowing me to position her with her toned ass stuck up in the air. I hold onto the links binding her wrist together as I guide the tip of the strapon towards her asshole. She grunts and squirms as the tentacle enters her tight hole. With every inch that enters her I can feel the resistance growing, her ass reaching its breaking point as it stretches open. Gabby is shaking and twitching beneath me, and I know if I took the gag out she would be screaming in pain.
“Yeah, you little slut. Thought you were too good to take it up the ass. Thought you were too special.” I hear myself saying. “Your ex-boyfriend hated that, hated how basic you were. That’s why he kept fucking me whenever he got the chance, even when you were in the room with us.”
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Those hadn’t been my words. My control of Jordans body had slipped, or Jordans desire to fuck Gabby was so strong she’d somehow regained control. I pause for a few seconds as I centre myself, pushing Jordans desires out of my mind. The tentacle is 3 quarters inside her and as I slowly pull it out I can see Gabby almost collapse with relief.
“That’s enough of your ass. Now for that sweet tasting pussy.” I say, swapping the tentacle dildo out for the monster one. Gabby’s eyes stare blankly upwards as I roll her over onto her back. She only reacts when I lean down and kiss her cheek, flinching away from me slightly. I lean back and lube up the dildo before pressing the tip against her pussy. Gabby’s eyelids flutter as I slowly push inside her, my hands on her waist. I begin thrusting in and out, feeling my tits bounce in time to my rhythmic movements. I’m surprised by how well she’s able to take the large dildo, I know it took me a few attempts before I could take as much as she is.
“I know your ex wasn’t this big so when did you get so good at taking huge cock in your pussy?” I ask, my hand moving up from her waist to wrap around her throat.
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Again, Jordans words spill out of me uncontrollably. I’ve never had issues like this when controlling another person before but feeling Jordans lust rising in me is only making this more enjoyable. I let go of Gabby’s throat and pick up the vibrator. I turn it on, cranking it up to full power, and press it against Gabby’s clit. She bucks and writhes about as the vibrations cause undeniable pleasure to surge through her.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you.” I tease as I see her eyes roll back in her head. She’s on the brink of orgasm despite her reluctance, I can tell. I pull out of her and quickly slip off the strapon. I then lift up one of Gabby’s legs and half straddle her so our pussies are pressed against each other. I begin rubbing them together, feeling a pleasure grow in me. This time it’s me who’s about to orgasm. My breathing becomes heavy, exploding out of me in deep gasps. I’ve cum before but never as a woman. My whole body feels like it’s on fire and it takes all of my control not to lose control of Jordans body. I want to scream as I grow closer and closer to the breaking point.
“Oh, fuck yes!” I yell, falling back as I squirt. My orgasm covers Gabby, the liquid exploding out of me like a torrential flood.
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It takes me a few seconds to regain control and as I do, I slowly sit up. Gabby’s perfect body is glistening wet, her breathing just as heavy as mine.
“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had. I’m gonna need a few pics to commemorate the occasion.” I say, getting off the bed to grab Jordans phone. Face ID unlocks it and I open up the camera app as I return to Gabby. I make sure to get photos of every single inch of her body before taking a few selfies with her. I then open up the photos app and *********** all of the photos I’d just taken, scrolling through the older pics to find a couple of nudes as well, before sending them to myself.
“I’m gonna let you go now Gabby. If you ever say anything to anybody, I will release those photos and the whole world will see what a slut you are.” I say, pulling out Gabby’s gag.
“I won’t say anything. I promise. Oh god, please don’t release those photos.” She gasps, turning to let me release her wrists. As soon as I do, she jumps off my bed and runs past me, sobbing loudly as she slams the door behind her. I lay down on the bed and shut my eyes as I relinquish control of Jordans body. That feeling of weightlessness comes over me and I rise up, opening my eyes to see Jordan lying asleep beneath me. I pass through the walls back towards my apartment, my room, and my body. Settling back into myself I sit up and check my phone, there’s a message from an unknown number. I open it and see the 2 dozen photos I’d sent. I save the photos and delete the messages. That was incredible and I just know I’ve got to do it again.