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Flashes of the séance flickered before Kimmie’s eyes. She felt sick to her stomach, and she regretted ever stepping foot in Andrew’s house. She had agreed to come out of pure fascination for him - he was an extremely cute guy with an unbelievable amount of charisma. Kimmie didn’t want to reject him by being rude, so she agreed to come after he asked two or three times. He really wanted her to come.

Now, with a growing sense of dread, Kimmie realized that she had left the birthday party too late. Something had followed her home, some spirit or ghost that had taken advantage of the séance to latch onto her unsuspecting soul. She felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't bring herself to cry. It was as if the entity within her was holding her emotions at bay, an iron grip that only tightened as the night wore on.

“Very interesting,” the voice in her head said. “You’re had an extremely fortunate life. I can’t wait to have it…”

“Who .. are you?”

“I’m about to be you.”

“Get out of my head,” Kimmie struggled to whisper. “I’m sorry for participating in that thing. Please, I didn’t realize that any of that stuff was real. Please…”

“Now that I’m inside of you, I don’t plan on leaving. Especially since you’re loaded. You’re almost done your college degree, you have a trust fund thanks to your grandfather, and your family is just picture perfect! God, he chose me a great body to have. I’m loving these memories already.”

That’s when her heart dropped. “Andrew?” When all she got was laughter, she knew something horrible had happened. “Get out of my head!” She tried to scream for help, but her voice finally failed her, the words catching in her throat as the entity's control grew ever stronger. Kimmie's mind raced with panic, desperately searching for some way to break free from the ghostly possession that had befallen her. But every thought, every attempt to regain control of her own body, only seemed to strengthen the spirit's hold.

“My … you’re such a stubborn girl, aren’t you?”

Time seemed to slow as Kimmie battled against the intruder, her body growing weaker and more exhausted with each passing moment. She knew she couldn't continue like this, that eventually, the entity would gain full control and she would be lost forever. And just before she could get to her cell phone so she could leave a message to somebody to get her help somehow, an evil smile crept over her lips. 

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“I shouldn’t have gone,” Kimmie whispered. “That was such a big mistake...”

“Why?” Her mind asked her menacingly with a slight echo. Kimmie shivered in her bedroom, sitting on her bed with her knees pulled up to her chest as she ignored the voice. Goosebumps covered her arms as she listened to the unsettling whispers that seemed to surround her, though she couldn't make out the words. The room was dark, with only the faint glow of a streetlamp casting eerie shadows through the window. The air was cold, as if a chill had settled deep within her bones, and she could not escape the sensation of being watched.

It had all started earlier that evening when Kimmie attended her best friend's birthday party. Andrew, the birthday boy, had decided to try something different and daring: a séance to contact his dead grandmother. He had lost her a few months prior, and the idea of reaching out to her from beyond the grave had been too tantalizing to resist for him. As one of the popular guys at their community college, Andrew was able to convince everybody else that it was a good idea.

Deep down, Kimmie had never been a believer in the supernatural, dismissing ghost stories as the stuff of fiction and overactive imaginations. And as the candles flickered and the group of friends joined hands around the table, she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease. There was something dark and ominous about what they were about to do. It just didn’t seem right to her. Their voices, low and hushed as they called out to Andrew's grandmother, seemed to reverberate throughout the room, like a chorus of ghosts themselves.

Then, just as the group was about to give up hope of receiving a response, Kimmie felt it: a shiver that started at the base of her spine and ran up her neck, causing the hairs on the back of her head to stand on end. The room grew colder, and she felt as if an icy hand had reached out and touched her very soul. Overcome with terror, Kimmie had ripped her hand away from the circle and fled the room, leaving her friends and the séance behind without saying another word. Now, almost an hour later, she sat alone in her bedroom, still trembling from the events of the night. Her mind raced, replaying the scene over and over again, searching for an explanation for what had happened. She had heard of the power of suggestion, but this felt all too real to be mere imagination.

As she contemplated the night's events, Kimmie became aware of a growing pressure within her, as if her body was no longer entirely her own. It started as a gentle push, barely noticeable, but it soon grew more insistent, and she found herself struggling to maintain control over her movements when a woman laughed in her head.

Sending my mind through time

Richard felt miserable, especially since his tent was so close to a school. He had always dreamed of becoming a teacher, so the constant sight of what he could have been was always hurtful. Sadly, this was the best spot for getting spare change. The thought of what he could have been inevitably led him down a path of anger and regret, especially since his parents and teachers had told him to wait to see if he changed his mind. If he hadn’t waited, he wouldn’t have fallen down the path he was going down now. 

They had pressured him into going to med school, but it wasn't what he wanted. He struggled to keep up with the work, and the stress and anxiety became too much for him to handle. Eventually, Richard found himself homeless, addicted to hard drugs, and feeling like there was no hope left for him. He had hit rock bottom, and he didn't know how to climb back up. His parents refused to help him, and his so-called friends shunned him. He struggled through years of homelessness until one fateful day arrived. He thought he was going to die when his chest started hurting. People walked by him and ignored his requests for help. He thought he was about to pass out, and that was when he met Katherine, a social worker who offered him a chance to change his life forever. Katherine worked for a company called Time Changers, where they could send people's minds back into the past. Richard was skeptical at first, but Katherine explained that he could send his mind back to a time before he became addicted to drugs.

Desperate for a way out, Richard agreed to the plan. Katherine placed his mind into a machine, and he felt himself being pulled backwards in time. When he opened his eyes, though, he was young again … in a completely different body. He was horrified to learn that his mind had been placed in the body of a girl he didn’t recognize. He let out a surprised scream, but when he saw how curvy and perfect he looked, a mischievous smile stretched over his luscious lips. He was feeling all sorts of different sensations, and one of them was coming between his long legs.

The lack of drug withdrawal was amazing, and when he undressed to play with himself, there was a sense of freedom and excitement shooting through him. He couldn’t believe his luck when he started to play with himself in his new bed. But when a knock from the door and a stern voice made him jolt in fear, he realized that he was in a very bad predicament.

“Who the hell are you, and why are you in my house? Get the fuck off my wife’s bed.” The voice grumbled from a burly older man who the homeless man didn’t recognize. Richard’s mind had been placed in the hot young body of a hooker two steps away from homelessness. The prostitute, Talia, had been intimate with the burly man’s son, and she was trying to steal the wife’s jewelry before Richard decided to play with himself. He had escaped one life for another difficult one, but as he licked his moist fingers, he decided that this was a much better life to struggle through.

Sadly, things didn’t really go his way. Sure, he would inevitably learn more and more about his new life. It was significantly better than his old life, especially when he managed to have sex with them. His female body felt like it was on autopilot whenever he’d pleasure a client. Talia lived luxuriously and cycled through a group of sugar daddies who would take care of her for the week, so he got to experience expensive champagne and endless food. Unfortunately, upon discovering that he was pregnant, none of the good ones would keep fucking him. The only guy willing to stick around for Richard was an underemployed Walmart cashier named Philip who lived paycheck to paycheck. It would’ve been great if Richard was knocked up by one of Talia’s rich lawyers or businessmen clients, but upon painfully giving birth to his first son, he was saddened to learn that the baby was Philip’s.

Teaching my stepdaughter a lesson - Part 8

 

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“You’re going to be late,” Mark said.

“Shut up,” Selina giggled while Mark stood in the doorway of the bedroom. He began leaning against the frame as he watched Selina getting ready for work. She sat at her dresser, expertly applying her makeup with the precision of a practiced hand. She never used to wear makeup, but she looked really good with it. It didn’t look tacky or overdone. He couldn't help but stare at her in awe, a bittersweet smile playing at the corners of his lips. 

While she looked physically better than ever, she was also less wild. Selina had been an extreme party animal, always surrounded by friends and laughter, her energy magnetic and irresistible. It wasn’t a surprise when he realized that she was constantly drinking and sleeping with her friends and strangers. It always bothered him, and whenever he would bring it up, she would always lose her temper. Now, Selina had become more controlled. Her calm demeanor these days was a stark contrast to the whirlwind she used to be.

A lot of it must have boiled down to what she did for a living now. Mark's feelings were complicated when it came to Selina's job. She worked as a stripper at the same strip club Destiny used to work at. Unfortunately, his stepdaughter was in a profession he couldn't fully support, but he couldn't hate her for it either. In a way, her job had been a catalyst for the changes he had seen in her. She funneled all her craziness into her job. Selina had become a lot nicer as a person, and their arguments, once a near-constant source of tension, had become much less frequent.

He was grateful that Destiny had spoken with her before she moved overseas to be with an old boyfriend. In a way, he’d fallen in love with her, so seeing her leave left a sour taste in his mouth. But Destiny's words had also left a lasting impact on Selina, helping her see the value in finding balance and stability in her life by being nicer to her stepfather. While Mark wished Destiny had stayed, he was happy that his love had simply moved on to another important person in his life.

Nobody knew about his secret relationship with Selina. But as she finished applying her lipstick and turned to face Mark, he didn’t regret a single thing. Her eyes sparkling with affection while she readjusted her tight top. She stood up and walked towards him, her high heels clicking on the hardwood floor. As she reached him, she planted a light kiss on his lips, her breath warm and sweet against his skin. "I'll see you later tonight," she whispered in a loving voice, her eyes never leaving his. She gave him a wink. “We’ll try a few new things. I promise, daddy. You’re still okay with being part of the videos?”

Mark smiled at her, his heart swelling with a mixture of love and pride. "Yeah, I’m still okay with being part of them," he replied, his voice filled with warmth. “I’ll be waiting.” While Selina had stopped posting sex videos online, she had started a side hustle on her Only Fans account. Her face was never shown, and when she accidently showed him how she was making so much extra money the other day, she asked him if she wanted to help make them with her. Of course, Mark couldn’t say no to her – he was just glad she was just doing this with him. Yet, despite saving herself for him, he couldn’t help but feel jealous whenever she’d walk out the front door to go to her stripper job.

With one last lingering look, Selina turned and walked out the door, her stride confident and poised. Mark watched her go, his heart aching with the knowledge that, despite the changes in their lives and the challenges they faced, their love could change at any moment. As long as Selina saved herself for him, he didn’t care what she did to make money. Despite combing through her phone and checking her internet history, his stepdaughter stayed true to her word, and it was all thanks to Destiny steering her in the right direction.

Teaching my stepdaughter a lesson - Part 7

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Destiny was still covered in sweat while she triumphantly stirred beneath the sheets. Her slender arms were wrapped around Mark’s wide chest as he slept soundly beside her. His breaths came in soft snores, a gentle rhythm that lulled her into a state of relaxed contentment. She snuggled her face against his muscular shoulder, the warmth of his body providing a comforting embrace to her young body. The fact that he came inside of her meant that this body was hers forever, though that much was clear when she stopped hearing Selina’s yelling.

Obviously, Destiny had lied to Mark when she told him that she couldn’t see a thing. Selina could see everything. The body thief could sense that the young slut was enjoying it just as much as her. The young girl repeatedly tried to regain control, especially between her wonderful orgasms. Destiny didn’t realize that she could do that, especially since none of her previous vessels put up that much of a fight. Thankfully, her own sluttiness and desire for pleasure made her lose everything. Of course, Destiny couldn’t blame her for feeling this way. The overwhelming ecstasy that made her toes curl would have made anyone crave for more. And when the stepfather’s cock finally erupted, Destiny could feel the potion’s magic permanently sealing her soul in Selina’s perfect body. The college girl let out a final shocked gasp before finally becoming absorbed within the body thief’s mind forever.

Now, the only thing in the room was Destiny and her lovely new stepfather. Smiling, Destiny found herself captivated by the peaceful expression that adorned his handsome features. This man could be hers forever now. There was something about the sight of him in repose that made her heart ache with a longing to stay. Unfortunately, Destiny knew that none of it mattered. She couldn't afford to linger with Mark knowing about her secret. With a tender kiss pressed to Mark's forehead, she carefully disentangled herself from his arms and slipped from the bed, her feet making no sound as they touched the floor. She tiptoed out of the room and made her way back to the living room.

On the coffee table, she found a key to her car outside. She went into the cold darkness and felt her nipples hardening. She opened her car and found the small vial kit she had left there earlier, its contents hidden from prying eyes in the back seat while she took over her new body. She returned to the living room, opened the kit, and carefully filled a tiny bottle with the stepfather’s seed dripping out of her. Next, she moved to the sink and added a few drops of water to the mixture. With a steady hand, she pricked her finger, allowing a single droplet of blood to fall into the liquid before spitting into the concoction. The moment her blood mingled with the mixture, it transformed into a vivid shade of pink that glowed dimly.

A smirk played across Destiny's lips as she plucked a strand of her own blonde hair and added it to the potion. It was a potion that would erase or alter the memories of a lover or loved one, and she knew that Mark cared deeply about her and Selina. With purposeful strides, she returned to the bedroom, her eyes locked on Mark's slumbering form. Reaching down, she gently plucked a hair from his head, doing her best not to disturb his rest. As she added Mark's hair to the potion, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. She wasn’t sure if she was going to continue a relationship with him, especially since he was technically her real stepfather now. A sexual relationship like this was taboo. The thought filled her with a heady mixture of fear and excitement, and she found herself trembling slightly as she looked at him. His eyes fluttered open to reveal a look of sleepy confusion. "What's that?" he murmured. His voice was thick with sleep as he noticed the bottle in her hand. Destiny simply pressed a finger to her lips, silencing his questions with a tender kiss.

"Trust me," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she placed the bottle to his lips. Mark hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching hers for reassurance before he finally gave in, swallowing the potion in a single gulp and coughing. He was about to say something to her after she kissed his forehead. Destiny could only watch as Mark's eyes fluttered closed once more, his breathing deepening as he succumbed to a slumber more profound than before. She rested her forehead against his own and began to alter his mind.

Teaching my stepdaughter a lesson - Part 6

 

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Selina couldn’t believe how good it all felt. The area between her legs was drenched, and the wonderful kisses her stepfather gave her made it really hard to concentrate. Every orgasm the body thief experienced allowed Selina to regain control somewhat, but the pleasure made her want more. “I can’t let him finish inside of me,” Selina thought while her possessed body twitched. 

But just before she could gather her willpower to push her stepfather’s cock out of her, the body thief wrapped her legs around his lower back. The weight of her stepfather sinking down against her damp body trapped her, and when she felt his cock’s warmth exploding between her legs, a spark of pleasure shot through her body as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

Suddenly, she found herself in a completely different place. Selina found herself naked and standing in the middle of a room. It was just an endless expanse of white that seemingly hummed all around her. Everything was bathed in a soft, diffuse light that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. She looked down at her bare feet and noticed that even the floor seemed to lack any substance or texture. It was as if she were floating on a cloud. Confusion swirled within her, and yet, she couldn't deny the strange sense of peace that washed over her like a gentle breeze.

The peaceful sensation intensified with every step she took. She felt as if she were drifting in a dream, all her worries and fears melting away into the boundless white void. It was a bliss she had never known before, and for a fleeting moment, she wondered if she could stay there forever. But when she remembered how her body was about to be stolen from her forever, the serenity of the white room began to dissolve, replaced by a mounting sense of anxiety.

Suddenly, black shadowy hands reached out from the white void. They seemed to emerge from the very walls and floor of the room, materializing from nothingness like specters. Selina's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to evade the grasping tendrils, her sense of peace shattered by the encroaching darkness.

The hands were soon accompanied by the whispers of unseen figures. Ethereal voices called out to Selina, their tones enticing yet unfamiliar, speaking languages she couldn't understand. It was a cacophony of sound that seemed to come from every direction at once, disorienting her and making it impossible to tell which way she had come from.

As the dark figures chased her, Selina's confusion transformed into fear. She ran, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her vision blurred by tears. They looked like the same exact shadow that forced itself down her throat. The white room, once a haven of peace, had become a nightmarish void filled with the unknown, and she had no idea where to go.

Despite the disorienting whispers and the hands, Selina spotted a faint, glimmering pink light in the distance. She sprinted towards the light with all the strength she had left, the darkness closing in around her, threatening to consume her whole. Just as she was about to reach the light, one of the black hands shot out and grabbed her ankle. She fell to the ground with a cry, her fingers stretching out towards the light as she was dragged back into the abyss. The shadows swirled around her, their cold tendrils wrapping around her body like a shroud. 

"No!" Selina screamed, her voice breaking with desperation. She struggled against the grip of the shadows, but they were relentless, pulling her deeper into the darkness. They closed in, blotting out the last remnants of the light, and Selina knew she was trapped. The feeling of peace she had experienced when she first entered the white room was now a distant memory, replaced by a terror that threatened to consume her as her body became stretched apart in black, shadowy tendrils. Her toned, slender body melted away before her very eyes. She let out one final moan before the body thief stole her young body forever. 

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Mark couldn’t believe how quickly things had escalated after coming home early to give his stepdaughter a stern talking while Destiny controlled her every move. He was already out of breath, and it hadn’t been more than a few minutes since he began to fuck his favorite stripper in his stepdaughter’s body. Destiny screamed with pure ecstasy while the warmth and wetness of their bodies intensified. When Mark had agreed to let the stripper temporarily possess Selina, he didn’t realize that he’d be so easily drawn to his stepdaughter. He thought the stripper was going to give her a stern talking first, but when his cock plunged into her possessed body, he realized that he didn’t care about that. In a way, he was hoping something like this would happen while he greedily delved into the moaning stripper. 

Her lips pressed up against his, and while the two made love, he felt a sense of guilt and excitement that was overwhelming them both. He planted kisses against the side of her neck, her nails clawed deeply into his back, and their bodies never broke away. They remained connected while scenes from his stepdaughter’s online videos playing in his mind made him thrust harder. 

“Fuck…” The bed creaked beneath him as he grunted like a wild animal. He couldn’t believe how easily Destiny had seduced him. Earlier, he was expecting something less intense than this. It wasn’t until he had pushed open the door to the bathroom and had seen his stepdaughter’s naked body that he realized how easily his primal urges were seeping through him. Destiny knew exactly what he liked, and the sight of her naughtily playing with her possessed body awakened something deep within the stepfather’s mind.

He remembered the sheer beauty of Selina’s physique. Destiny had let out a moan as she shivered in the swirling waters. Mark's eyes had widened in surprise, and he felt a flush of embarrassment creep across his cheeks when his stepdaughter’s eyes looked straight at him. His primal urges slipped away the moment he took a step back. He had never intended to intrude upon anybody’s privacy after coming home earlier than expected, and he was at a loss for how to respond to the situation. Quickly backing out of the room, Mark had retreated to the safety of his bedroom with no intention of taking this further. Unfortunately, he couldn't shake the image of Destiny in the bathtub, his stepdaughter’s golden hair splayed out around her, her perfect body glistening with water droplets. Meanwhile, Destiny had risen from the bath, wrapping herself in a plush towel as she stepped out onto the cold tile floor. With a sense of determination, she made her way to Mark's bedroom. She could see him inside, his back to her as he continued to pace the floor. Silently, she stepped into the room, her approach masked by the soft carpet underfoot.

Mark turned at the sound of the door closing, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of Destiny standing before him, clad only in her towel. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but no words emerged. Destiny simply smiled at him, a gentle, reassuring expression that seemed to say, "It's okay. You don't need to be embarrassed. It’s me – I’m inside of her right now."

“Wait, really?” Mark had been at a loss for how to react, his mind a jumble of conflicting thoughts and emotions. But when Destiny stepped closer, her eyes locked on his, he found himself drawn to her in a way he could not explain. “It still seems pretty wrong, though. I didn’t mean to walk in on you playing with yourself.”

“Don’t worry – she can’t see a thing. Haven’t you been a little curious about her? She’s not your real daughter. You’ve never fantasized about her?” She had stepped closer and got on her tippytoes. Her lips moved to his ear. “We can do what you saw in that video of her. Except it’ll be you instead of some random guy. What do you say?” That was what led the pair to moving to Mark’s bed, their bodies entwined as they kissed and embraced each other. The world outside seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth and comfort of their connection as they made love. Mark marveled at the sensation of Destiny's soft skin against his own, the gentle curve of his stepdaughter’s body fitting perfectly against his. Destiny screamed with every wonderful orgasm, and he could see her hands shivering with pleasure while her eyes looked wildly into his own. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated intimacy. And as he got closer and closer to finishing, Destiny instinctively wrapped her sexy legs around his lower back...

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Every bit of Selina’s life flashed before the body thief’s very eyes. Destiny could see the day her stepfather bought her new implants, the time her mother passed away, and the excitement she felt during the countless times when her stepfather would buy her something new. The stripper could even see moments where Selina would check her stepfather out from behind. And now, as Destiny stood in front of the full-length mirror, her eyes became wide with excitement and desire. She couldn't help but smile at her reflection, a mixture of wonder and satisfaction playing across her youthful face. She loved hopping to a new body, but this was probably the best body she managed to steal for herself. 

Destiny’s potion had worked, and now she was in a body that was going to truly be hers forever soon. It had been so long since she had left behind a useless vessel to inhabit one that was young, beautiful, and filled with vitality. It was a decision she hadn't taken lightly since it required so many steps, but the allure of yet another chance at youth had proven too strong to resist. Mark had been one of the few men she was able to seduce into helping her, and now she was about to use him again for the next step of her plan. “What is this?” Selina’s voice echoed in her mind. “What did you do to me? Why can’t I move?”

“Hush, let me enjoy my new body in silence.” As she gazed at her reflection, Destiny marveled at the silky blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders and the toned, fit body she now possessed. She felt a renewed sense of energy in her tight, athletic body. Her excitement grew as she began to imagine all the possibilities that lay ahead, but the young woman’s voice was ruining things for her when she playfully hopped up and down to watch her bouncing breasts.

“Get out of my body!”

“I don’t think so,” the body thief laughed. “But I guess I don’t blame you. Since I can see your memories, you can probably see mine. You should realize that I don’t plan on leaving. Especially not when you’ve been such a brat to your stepdad. You’ve got a life to die for, and I’m willing to bet that your stepfather has some suppressed feelings for you.” The middle-aged stripper reached up and gently squeezed her perfect breasts. “I saw you checking him out. Such a naughty girl – I guess you have daddy fantasies, huh? Guess what I’m going to do next.”

There was a brief silence before the young girl realized what the next step in the body thief’s plan was going to be. “You can’t do this,” Selina said. “This is seriously messed up. You don’t even know me. You’re just going to take my body from me by having sex with some stranger? That’s not teaching me a lesson. That’s just punishing me.”

“Doesn’t have to be a stranger,” the body thief said while she playfully spanked her bum. “It just has to be another man cumming and sealing me inside you. Look – you’re somewhat attracted to your dad. I’m VERY attracted to your dad. He’s the perfect person for this, wouldn’t you agree?”

She thought of the myriad outfits she could now wear with confidence, no longer needing to conceal the imperfections of her former body. The thought of striding into a room, all eyes drawn to her lithe figure, sent shivers of anticipation down her spine. Destiny knew that with her newfound appearance, she could command attention and admiration with an ease she had never before experienced with her previous bodies. With her mind racing with excitement and her body buzzing with energy, Destiny decided that it was time to truly immerse herself in her new body. Mark wouldn’t be home in a while, so she made her way towards the bathroom. The thought of a long, hot bath was irresistible, and she eagerly anticipated the sensation of the warm water enveloping her new body.

While she filled the tub with steaming water and listened to Selina’s thoughts, Destiny caught sight of her reflection in the bathroom mirror. A smile spread across her face as she beheld the stunning, youthful woman she had become. Destiny stepped into the bath, lowering herself into the inviting warmth of the water while she played with her young, receptive figure. Her finger circled her dainty clit, and she immediately began to moan while she explored what her new body could do. Just as she started to have her first orgasm, she heard the door creak open.

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Selina stood in front of her full-length mirror, carefully selecting her outfit for the night while she lifted her shirt up. She always wanted to look her best whenever she went out, and her top made her feel extra perfect. “They’ll love this,” she whispered gleefully. The statutory holiday had granted her a break from the hustle and bustle of campus life, and she planned to take full advantage of her free time by meeting up with a group of friends to go out and party. Darren would be there, and the thought of him made her bite her lower lip. But as she applied a fresh coat of lipstick, she couldn't shake the lingering feelings of guilt and sadness from the argument she had with her stepfather the previous night.

Her eyes brimmed with tears, but she quickly blinked them away. Selina hated feeling this way. She tried to convince herself that going out and having fun would help her forget her troubles, even if just for a little while. While she examined her reflection from the side, she took a deep breath and prepared to leave. That's when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching her room. “Is my stepdad home early?” Before she could react, the door opened, and an older woman appeared in the doorway. The woman wore a tight dress that tightly clung to her curves and smelled strongly of cigarettes. Selina stared at her, confusion and fear flooding her mind as she wondered how this stranger had gotten into her house. “Who the hell are you?”

“Such a rude mouth,” the older woman cooed. “I won’t lie, though. You’re much prettier in person. I assumed that there was a bit of photo editing, but this…” The woman’s eyes scanned her from head to toe, and a strange chill ran up Selina’s spine. “This is much better than I expected. You’ve taken care of your body very well. It’s just a shame that you’re such a spoiled brat to Mark. God, he makes way too much money – I’m almost jealous that you’ve been on easy mode your entire life. This house … your breasts. Your perfect body. Mark’s corporate job literally funds everything little bit of your life, and you’re not even grateful.”

“Oh, I get it, you’re one of the girls my stepdad’s been seeing,” she said with chills running down her spine. “That’s probably how you got into the house. He’s not home, so you can leave.”

“I think I’ll stay where I am.” Before Selina could reach for her phone to call the police, the middle-aged woman pulled out a small vial filled with a mysterious purple liquid. With a swift motion, she uncorked the vial and drank its contents, her face contorting in pain as she began to moan.

“A-Are you okay?” She watched in horror as the woman fell to her hands and knees, her body convulsing as it started to morph and transform. The stranger's flesh seemed to melt away, leaving behind a shadowy figure that crawled toward Selina with terrifying speed.

Adrenaline surged through Selina's veins, and she realized she had no choice but to run. With a scream caught in her throat, she sprinted around the transformed figure and down the hallway, desperate to escape the horrifying creature that had once been a woman. Her breath came in panicked gasps, and she could hear the shadowy figure's relentless pursuit just behind her. With little time to spare, she dove behind the couch, praying that she would remain unseen. Unfortunately, when she could finally control her breathing, the small shadowy figure crawled over the couch and forced its head into her mouth.

Selina fell backwards and tried to pull the shadowy figure with her bare hands. Unfortunately, once it had fully slipped inside, there was nothing she could do. She could feel her insides stretching while she struggled with strange thoughts popping into her head. It was almost like she could hear the shadowy creature’s mind as her slender fingers dug into the carpet beneath her. Selina’s body jerked one final time before she lost consciousness.

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Mark found himself standing outside the manager's office with his heart pounding in his chest. He had received a cryptic text from Destiny asking him to meet her there, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. They never slept together on Thursday nights, so he was curious about what she had in store for him. As he raised his hand to knock on the door, it swung open, revealing Destiny standing confidently inside. She gestured for him to enter.

The first thing Mark noticed was that Destiny held a set of keys to the manager's office. He tried to suppress his surprise as she ushered him in, her high heels clicking against the floor. She gracefully sat down in the manager's chair, her fingers drumming on the armrests while she tilted her head. Mark took a deep breath and closed the door, turning the lock with a soft click. Destiny's face was illuminated by an ominous smile. Mark tried to shake off his unease and asked her why she had called him back. In response, Destiny pulled a small, worn journal from her purse. She carefully opened it to a specific page, her fingers tracing the handwritten words. Mark leaned in closer to see what she was showing him, his brow furrowing in confusion as he deciphered the list of ingredients for some sort of potion.

Destiny then proceeded to explain that she had discovered a way to teach Selina a lesson in gratitude. By placing her own mind inside Selina's body, she could have a heart-to-heart conversation with the troubled girl and make her more thankful for the life she had. Mark's initial skepticism was evident on his face, but as he listened to Destiny's calm explanation, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that this might be the solution he had been searching for. Selina had been a huge handful for the past little while. “I can put her to work,” Destiny explained. “She’ll do my job if she doesn’t see things our way. She can’t be a spoiled brat forever, you know that, right?”

“That much is true. I don’t know how I feel about her being … you know. Skimpily dressed.” Truthfully, he knew it was wrong, but a part of him wanted to see her like that, especially after accidentally stumbling upon one of her naughty sex tapes. So, he reluctantly asked what needed to be done for this plan to work. Destiny looked him straight in the eye and told him that she required a piece of his hair and his verbal permission to proceed. Mark hesitated for a moment, weighing the potential risks against the desperate desire to help his stepdaughter. Finally, he decided to take the leap of faith, giving Destiny a few strands of his hair and his consent.

Destiny took the strands and carefully placed them into a small glass vial. With a practiced motion, she pricked her finger with a needle, allowing a few drops of blood to fall into the container. She then sealed the vial and tucked it away in her purse. “I’ll let that settle for the next few hours. I just need one extra little thing from you. You mentioned you had to work even though it’s Good Friday, but she won’t be at school. Can you leave one of the doors unlocked? I might need to be nearby when I use my possession potion.”

“Yeah, I’ll leave the back door open. What’ll happen to you, though? Will I have to place your body somewhere else?”

“That won’t be necessary,” she said with a sly smile. “Don’t worry, I’ve taught plenty of girls like her a lesson. I know what I’m doing.” As Mark prepared to leave the office, he couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and hope. He glanced back at Destiny one last time, and she offered him a reassuring smile. "I’ll have her straightened out before you come home from work," she said, "and she'll be a much better person when I threaten to make her work here." With that, Mark left the office, the door closing softly behind him while he wondered what sorts of things Destiny would do in his stepdaughter’s body.

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Destiny sighed as she slumped against the cool tiled walls of the nightclub's bathroom. The noise of pulsating music and the chatter of the patrons were muted within the confines of her sanctuary. She glanced at the clock and realized she still had a few minutes left on her break.

Her mind wandered to Mark, her best and most consistent client. He had just left, and the sudden emptiness of his absence made her feel lonelier than ever. She was a middle-aged woman, and despite the ebb and flow of clients in the club, none seemed to stick around like Mark did. Mark always shared his life with Destiny, venting about his problems and seeking solace in her company after his wife passed away. His stepdaughter, Selina, was going through a rebellious phase, and Destiny couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the man. 

Mark had given her everything, and she felt horrible for the turmoil he was going through. Selena constantly wanted more expensive clothing and jewelry. He paid for her gym membership and phone too. Mark thought her craving for material things was the worst thing about his stepdaughter, but after he started finding videos of her online by accident, he realized that she was constantly sleeping around too.

Deep down, Destiny felt a twinge of jealousy, especially when she realized that he was getting turned on when he talked after his stepdaughter’s intimate videos. “He’s attracted to her,” she thought. Curiosity gnawing at her, Destiny unlocked her phone and searched for Selina's Instagram. And as she scrolled through the young girl's posts, she realized why he felt this way. 

Selina seemed to have everything – a lavish lifestyle, a seemingly endless stream of friends, and the world at her feet thanks to her beauty. The stripper couldn’t believe how perfect the girl’s body was. She was a fit 22-year-old blonde woman with a toned body, perky breasts, and an unbelievably nice ass. She looked great in every swimsuit photo, and the stripper realized that she was getting wet just thinking about what she could do if she could be Selina.

A naughty smile crept over her lips the moment that moved through her head. As a body hopper, she had a lot of experience with starting over. After possessing the bodies of so many different women over the past century, Destiny had become a master of sex and manipulation. “I’m about ten years too early,” she said while looking at a nearby mirror with a disappointed look. She started off beautifully with her stolen life as Margaret White, and the constant smoking and alcohol had accelerated her aging. “It’s a shame this body aged so quickly.”

As she stared at the screen, a naughty giggle made her realize that it was time to make the next hop. She couldn't help herself. The trickiest part would be convincing Mark about her powers and gaining his blessing to do the deed. Making the possession permanent required one extra element, and the stripper had a feeling that it wouldn’t be too hard to pull off with Selina’s body.  “With her tight ass and perfect tits, seducing people’s going to be a breeze. I could make a lot more money on the side.” Destiny happily opened her messaging app and started to text Mark, coaxing him to return to the club. "Hey Mark, why don't you come back for a second? I have a great idea on how we can help your stepdaughter.” 

The anticipation bubbled in her chest, and as she heard the familiar chime of a response, Destiny knew she had Mark's attention. She took one last glance at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, fixing her hair and refreshing her makeup. Her heart raced with excitement as she stepped out of the bathroom, ready to welcome Mark to take him to a quieter location. “I wasn’t expecting to do this so soon…” she whispered.

Alone yet wanted

Lily had never felt so alone on Christmas day. As a freshman in college, she had been forced to stay on campus after her flight was canceled due to the snowstorm. She had been feeling down until she was invited to a party by some other students who were also stranded.

The party was wild, with everyone playing crazy games and laughing non-stop. Lily had never felt so carefree and happy. As the night went on, a group of friends suggested they play spin the bottle. Lily hesitated at first, but when one of the girls peer pressured her, she caved in almost immediately. She was the first one up, and she didn’t want to look dumb.

She spun the bottle, and it landed on a guy named Jon. She hardly recognized him in his fancy gray suit, but she knew he was in the same political science program as her. She didn’t know much about him, and she realized she didn’t really care. He was a cute guy with an unbelievably gorgeous set of eyes. He seemed a little drunk, but he seemed just as interested in her. They both laughed and nervously looked at each other as they leaned in for a kiss. However, as their lips touched, something strange happened.

Lily suddenly felt disoriented, like she was being pulled in a million different directions at once. The next thing she knew, she was standing across the room, staring at herself in Jon's body. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She was trapped inside someone else's body.

Lily tried to speak, but her voice sounded strange and foreign. That’s when she realized that she was extremely drunk. She looked down at Jon’s suit and realized that she was falling over. Panic set in as she realized that something magical must have happened. “She actually went through with it,” she heard her voice say. “You guys are going through her purse, right? Get her credentials.”

“What are you going to do? You literally have all the time in the world.”

“Well, this sexy thing’s going to be mine forever,” her body said. “I’m going to go have a little bit of fun. Can’t have my first night be with you losers.”

Lily wouldn’t discover it until much later after waking up from her hangover, but everything had been preplanned. Jon and the other girls were part of some sort of cult. They wanted to get their hands on some money to help fuel their endless parties, and since Lily had access to a stupid amount of wealth, she was the perfect target. Of course, the cult had no plans on placing Lily back in her old body, and nobody would ever believe her that she was Jon Orsini, a political science major who was flunking every class and who had a juvenile criminal record. Life was going to get lonelier.

Corrupted and fused by accident - Part 5

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The transformation was painful and felt even worse. He thought the spell was going to backfire, but as Olivia’s features seeped into his own, he felt a shrinking sensation between his legs. He moaned and twitched while his stepsister’s voice fused with Olivia’s. Sweat covered his entire body while he started to convulse, and when his nipples began to harden, he realized that the hormones of two young women were sending his mind into all the wrong places. “Concentrate...”

He grimaced and let out a painful scream. His eyes jerked open, and suddenly the world was silent. Steam was rising all around him, and when he stood up and felt his skin pulsating, he realized that everything felt different. Aiden stood in front of the mirror and admired his reflection from every possible angle. He triumphantly pressed his firm breasts together and playfully swayed his hips from side to side while he forced a smile. Olivia’s mismatched blue and green eyes stared back at him, and her gorgeous smile sent ripples of heat through him. His stepsister’s love for her was seeping through his emotions, and the tranquility he felt with his new body made this all worth it. His mind was actually clear now – his desire to keep absorbing people was put to rest the moment his body stopped shifting. 

It was almost like the combination of Olivia and Elizabeth’s bodies had zeroed out the negative emotions being directed at him. He remembered how desperate he was to be with Olivia, and he remembered the thirst he felt to permanently become a part of her. Now, the person staring back at him was a far cry from the man he used to be, and he wasn’t even mad that he was probably stuck this way. “I’m technically her now,” he purred with his sweet voice. His skin was softer, his curves accentuated in all the right places compared to when he fused with his stepsister. And the pulsating sensation between his cockless legs made his smile widen, especially when he finally stripped down and curiously rubbed the dainty nub and slit. 

“That feels kind of good,” he said excitedly. “It’s time to give this thing a test run.” He should have felt horrible about everything he had done. After all, none of this was going to be reversible, at least not with his current spell book. Deep down, he knew that it had all been worth it. His enhanced magical prowess would allow him to continue practicing more advanced forms of magic, and having his crush’s gorgeous face was going to make things a lot more fun.

With a newfound sense of confidence, Aiden locked the door behind him. As he turned on the faucet and began to fill the bathtub with hot water, he continued to admire his reflection. He turned to the side, taking in the gentle swell of his hips and the graceful curve of his waist. A delighted laugh escaped his lips as he danced around the room, reveling in the joy of his newfound femininity. He paused to admire his eyes, now framed by long, dark lashes that only served to enhance their natural beauty. 

Finally, the tub was full, and Aiden stepped in, feeling the hot water envelop his body while steam rose all around him. He sank down into the welcoming warmth, allowing the water to caress his new curves and contours. A sense of peace washed over him as he closed his eyes, his body completely relaxed and at ease before he slipped his fingers into his new vagina.  

“Oh fuck!” He let out a surprised moan and felt the waters swirling around him. His entire body jerked at the slightest touch. With each passing moment, Aiden felt more and more at ease in his new body. The water seemed to wash away any lingering doubts and fears, leaving him feeling cleansed and renewed as he fantasized about how fun it was going to be to use magic and his looks to seduce men and ruin marriages. Life was going to get really interesting for the new ‘Aida,’ especially when she realized that she had her stepsister’s horny mind and Olivia’s desire to be wanted. She had inadvertently become a new person with their combined minds, and she was more than happy to accept the new her as long as she stayed in control.

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Olivia awoke, suspended in darkness while white ghostly circles rotated around her. She was weightless, her body engulfed by an inky black void that felt cold all around her. As her eyes struggled to adjust, she became aware of a faint glow emanating from around her wrists and ankles. Translucent tendrils of light, delicate yet powerful, were reaching out to her, holding her aloft.

As her fear grew, Olivia noticed a strange warmth seeping into her. It was a sensation she had never experienced before, like the comforting embrace of an old friend. The warmth permeated her being, soothing her anxiety and allowing her to relax. With her heart pounding, she closed her eyes, and suddenly, her mind was flooded with images.

She saw herself standing in front of a mirror, studying her reflection, and then walking through the rooms of a familiar house. But while she observed these memories, she knew instinctively that they were not her own. They belonged to someone else. The realization hit her like a wave: she was peering into the past, into the memories of her girlfriend Elizabeth.

Olivia saw the moments of happiness and laughter the two had shared. They had been inseparable, their bond growing stronger with each passing day while they dated in secret together. In one memory, they hugged each other tightly on a bed, their smiles radiant with genuine love and affection. 

A strange warmth bloomed within Olivia's chest, and she stopped struggling against the tendrils. The beauty of the memory enveloped her, and for a brief moment, she was content. She could feel Elizabeth’s warm kisses against her breasts and the teasing of her fingers between her legs.

But the memory faded all too quickly when she let out a satisfied moan, and Olivia was confronted with another scene. This time, Elizabeth was staring at a person lying unconscious on the ground. The image sent a chill down Olivia's spine. She knew she had to escape, to free herself from the tendrils' grasp before it was too late.

Desperate, she strained against the glowing tendrils, her body tense and her breath coming in shallow gasps. More of her girlfriend’s memories flooded her mind, and now she could barely breathe. The warmth that had soothed her earlier was now making it difficult to breathe.

But the tendrils held firm, their grip unyielding, as if they were trying to keep her prisoner within the void. Olivia's fear surged, fueled by the memory of Elizabeth and the unconscious figure. She writhed and twisted, attempting to break free from her ethereal captors. But as the darkness pressed in on her, she felt her strength waning and her hope of escape slipping away.

In a final, desperate act, Olivia gathered all of her remaining energy and pulled against the tendrils with all her might. But as she did so, the world around her began to crumble. The darkness intensified, swallowing everything in its path, and the tendrils tightened their hold. Olivia felt the last of her strength ebbing away, her vision dimming as Aiden completely merged with her body. The last thing she could see was her eyes looking into a mirror and seeing her girlfriend’s body beginning to morph.

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Olivia stepped into her girlfriend's bedroom and instantly noticed the air was heavy with the sweet scent of Elizabeth's perfume. The romantic notes of piano music floated through the space, creating a serene and intimate atmosphere. As she looked around, she saw Elizabeth lying on the bed, her eyes twinkling with anticipation. With a subtle curl of her finger, she beckoned Olivia to join her. “Wow, what’s the occasion?”

“Do I need one?” Her girlfriend asked.

Olivia laughed and studied Elizabeth’s face. “Guess not … this is a nice surprise.” She wasn’t sure what it was, but she seemed different. She didn’t know what she had done, but her makeup seemed to have changed her face. “Are those colored contacts?”

“Yup,” she answered. “Now, are you gonna come over here?”

It had been weeks since the couple had last shared an intimate moment together, their busy lives often keeping them apart. This rare evening together was a much-needed respite from the whirlwind of their daily routines. Olivia was taken aback by the effort Elizabeth had put into creating such a sensual and inviting environment. 

Eager to spend some quality time with Elizabeth, Olivia set her purse down and made her way to the bed. The soft lighting cast a warm glow on the room, further enhancing the romantic ambiance. As she lay down beside her girlfriend, she felt a sense of excitement building within her. The anticipation of their long-awaited connection made her heart race and her skin tingle with desire.

The couple began to cuddle, their bodies pressing against one another as they shared tender caresses. The warmth of Elizabeth's skin against Olivia's was a comforting reminder of the love that bound them together. As their hands gently explored each other's bodies, she rediscovered the familiar yet exhilarating contours that had first drawn them together. “What’s gotten into you?” Olivia asked with a giggle.

Elizabeth kissed the side of her neck and got on top of her. Her hands gripped her wrists as she held her down. There was a sparkle in her eyes before their lips met in a series of passionate kisses, each one igniting a fire within their souls. The intensity of their kisses grew, their breathing becoming more labored as their desire for one another reached a fever pitch.

But she felt something against her. Frowning, she looked down and saw the faint outline of something in Elizabeth’s pants. “What is that?”

“Sorry, I wasn’t expecting to have it still when I fused with her body,” Elizabeth said. “Just a temporary setback. Wish I could keep her other bits.”

“W-What?”

Elizabeth rested her forehead against her own. “But yours will do nicely.”

Olivia had no idea what Elizabeth was talking about. But when she whispered something in Latin, a strange chill ran up her spine. Her mouth opened up expecting another kiss, but Elizabeth’s tongue ended up going down her throat. The pinned down woman tried to scream as her girlfriend began to liquify before her very eyes. Olivia’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as the world went black.

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When Elizabeth originally started practicing magic with her stepbrother, it was supposed to be a fun activity they could enjoy together. It was a harmless bit of fun that they could do whenever they had an opportunity to practice it together in secret. But when he crouched beside her and placed his hands on her waist, she recognized that a horrible spell was surging through his finger tips. She could tell by the dark energy covering her body. While it wasn’t a spell that she recognized either, it was enough for her to become suspicious of her stepbrother’s motives. Before she could say anything to him, Aiden whispered something in Latin, and a sharp pain shot through them while the room lit up.

“There we go,” he whispered. “It’s finally starting. I thought it was going to reject me.”

“What the hell is going on?” Elizabeth struggled to say. “Aiden, what exactly are you trying to do? I thought we were trying to split us … split us … up.” Another sharp pain shot through them, and this time she could feel the throbs making the world spin. She was getting dizzy in her brother’s head. “I … what is … this?” Unfortunately, the more she spoke, the quieter her confused voice became. It was almost like the spell was doing something to her mind. The last thing she could see was her stepbrother’s hands melting into her skin. 

At this point, Aiden had no idea that his stepsister was still conscious in his mind as he felt Elizabeth's body absorbing his. Her voice had vanished as her body swallowed him whole, but she could still experience every sensation. He could feel his bones shifting, his muscles rearranging, and his skin stretching to accommodate the new form that was taking shape. His hair grew longer and softer with every passing second. He could feel his feet shrinking and his bum twisting and expanding. As the transformation continued, Aiden's body grew breasts, his hips widened, and he felt his entire being changing to resemble Elizabeth's. His stepsister tried to conjure up the right incantation to cancel a spell in progress, but it was too late for her. She let out a painful moan as Aiden witnessed flickers of his stepsister’s memories flashing before his very eyes.

The pain was immense, and he felt like throwing up when he collapsed on the ground. His skin continuously twitched with every memory. He could see himself in those memories, but the most prominent ones were the recent ones of Olivia kissing her lips. He could see the two of them enjoying each other intimately, and when the memories finally ended, he felt something uncomfortable between his legs.

He was on his tummy breathing heavily. He shifted and moved because of how good it felt. But when he felt himself going harder, he realized that he still had a cock. He frowned and got up quickly. “Did it not work?” He asked himself angrily. To his surprise, his voice sounded exactly like Elizabeth’s voice. He hurried into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror, and sure enough, his body looked exactly like hers. Her face was slightly different and had absorbed some of his own facial features, but he definitely had her feminine features. He felt like a taller version of Elizabeth after absorbing her. He had her firm breasts and straight teeth – his braces were gone. The only other thing that seemed different was the spot between his legs.

“What the fuck?” He whispered upon checking his genitals out. Admittedly, he was expecting a chance to feel what it would be like to have a vagina. But as he returned to the spell book to perform a few precautionary spells to keep his transformed body forever, he realized that there was still a chance to see what it would be like. It was the strangest feeling for him to want to even take things further. It was almost like the dark magic was doing things to his mind. Sighing, he looked at the time and smirked when he saw that his stepsister’s girlfriend was going to be home within the hour. It was a horrible thought, yet the gears were turning in his new head. “I’ve got a great idea…”

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Olivia was going to be home later tonight, and Aiden couldn’t let his stepsister’s girlfriend see him like this. He needed to figure all of this out before Elizabeth’s girlfriend could catch him. Dark magic as bad as this was illegal, and he couldn’t risk his crush ruining all of his plans. He was spending the weekend at his stepsister’s house to use a spell to brainwash and manipulate Olivia. The only downside was that he needed to absorb another witch’s energy to use the spell, and his stepsister was the perfect person to steal from. But now, as Aiden crouched in the corner of the dimly lit room, his heart pounded with fear and confusion when he listened to Elizabeth's voice in his head.

If she knew that he had wanted this to happen to make him stronger, she might have been noisier. The problem now was that his stepsister would inevitably find out about his wicked plans. He thought he could 100% avoid that, especially since magic casting was just a nonchalant thing between them.

Their magical curiosity started when they found an ancient spell book in their dead grandmother’s study nearly two years ago. Since then, the two stepsiblings would use magic every now and then for fun. This weekend was no different, and Aiden had been excited about two particular spells he had found. While they flipped through the dusty tome over the past hour, he showed her a spell that promised to allow them to explore the world around them through astral projection. Elizabeth was interested in the exploration aspect, while Aiden was more interested in temporarily absorbing her to empower his mind control spell against Olivia.

When Aiden and Elizabeth chanted the words, their souls left their bodies, soaring through the air and traversing the realm of the spirit. As their souls ventured further and further from their physical forms, the energy generated by their combined presence began to destabilize the fabric of time and space.

Instead of reuniting with their individual bodies, their souls collided and merged, the dark magic of the spell fusing their essences together. This was exactly what Aiden wanted, especially since he was going to be the dominant soul. But he wasn’t expecting their souls to enter Elizabeth’s body first. He was afraid that she was going to be the one in control. The two souls struggled to stand up and walk. Before Aiden could concentrate his energy to use the energy absorption spell in his repertoire, Elizabeth tried a dispelling incantation to reverse the dark magic.

Their souls shot out of her body and slipped into Aiden’s body. But when they stood up together, Elizabeth realized that her stepbrother had full control. He wasn’t struggling at all. She was stuck as a passenger in his body while they helplessly looked at her unconscious body on the ground. Desperate to reverse the spell and regain their individuality, Elizabeth frantically told him to search through the spell book. But Aiden had no intention of splitting them apart. He loved how his stepsister’s energy felt inside his own body. He loved how responsive his magical aura was. He wanted more power. So, while Elizabeth’s mind paid attention to spells that would hopefully separate them, he looked for spells that would silence her. 

While the minutes went by, he finally flipped back to a page regarding spiritual possession. It wasn’t the same situation, but it involved silencing a host body’s voice if the right incantation is used at the right time. The only downside was that it required him to be in his stepsister’s body in order to silence her voice. Smiling mischievously, Aiden turned to Elizabeth’s body and approached her. 

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Jack never switched back, especially after he began to love his new life. His old life was ruined the moment she turned everybody against him, and now she was forced to deal with the difficulties of being the unpopular kid. The weight of his troubled past had vanished, and he felt a renewed sense of freedom that coursed through his veins after he found out that Mehgan had been kicked out of his asshole father’s home. 

The disgraced cheerleader felt horrible for everything she had done. The body swap was enough to make her never try pranking Jack again, but the permanent punishment forced her to adapt to her new life. She had to move out and actually find a job since she was broke and trapped in his male body. She never had to worry about working to buy anything. 

If she wanted the best phone or the best clothes, she had to get them on her own income. Things would have been way easier for her if Jack’s father let her stay at home, but Jack played a hand in that. He had left the broken prototype in his old bedroom after sneaking into his former home with a spare key, and his father was outraged about it months after he kicked out his “son.”

Mehgan still had no idea how he swapped their bodies, and Jack had no plans on showing her how to reverse this. He could finally enjoy life without the looming shadow of his father and the burden of masculinity that had once held him down. 

Nobody knew about his kinks in his new body, and he loved the fact that Mehgan was being made fun of online constantly by their high school friends. She was the weird one now, not him. She ended up trying to convince people that he had stolen her body, but she was simply given a restraining order to keep her away from him. 

In the midst of his newfound happiness, Mehgan repeatedly tried to get back at him. A restraining order wasn’t enough, so Jack had to move away. Thankfully, Mehgan’s family was rich, so relocating was never a financially taxing issue. Mehgan started spreading vile rumors and attempted to sabotage his social standing by putting up signs and uploading crap to social media, but nobody listened to Jack. Mehgan was stuck with a following of five friends, while Jack had a growing audience of more than a hundred thousand by the end of his first semester. As time passed, the once-feared bully became little more than a distant memory.

One sunny day, Jack rested on some river rocks, basking in the warmth of the sun during his reading break while he continued to enjoy life. The gentle waves lapped at the shore nearby, and he felt at peace in his dress. He thought dealing with his period was going to be annoying, but all the negatives were outweighed by the benefits of being the pretty popular girl. He playfully kicked into the coursing river when his phone abruptly buzzed. 

Glancing at the screen, Jack discovered a text from an unfamiliar number. As he read the words, it became clear that Mehgan had resorted to using a new phone in a desperate attempt to reach him. Jack, however, remained unwavering in his resolve to live a life free of the past. With a simple tap of his finger, Jack blocked Mehgan's number, severing the last thread that connected them. There was a 0% chance that he was giving this body back.

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Meanwhile, Jack woke up in the girl's bathroom, feeling a strange mix of relief and disorientation. His beautiful eyes stared into his reflection, and he realized that he was in her hot body. He quickly realized that his plan had worked - Mehgan’s body was his own, and he could do whatever he wanted. He felt a wave of triumph wash over him, knowing that he had successfully turned Mehgan's prank against her. “That dumb bitch is probably having the time of her life in my body.”

He suddenly went quiet when he heard a familiar moaning sound. He could hear his body suffering through the vent. He rested his hands against the bathroom counter and was about to yell out when one of the stalls opened up. A short and skinny girl stepped beside her to wash her hands. Jack went quiet and started blushing when he realized that he had spoken out loud. “What?” The girl asked.

“N-Nothing,” he answered as she walked away. He couldn’t believe how nervous he was. Normally, he could contain his emotions, but it was almost like Mehgan’s body was naturally nervous and on edge. When he knew he was alone, he shook his head. “Damn, so she’s anxious. I wonder what else she’s hiding?”

The possibilities were endless now that he had a female body. He opened up Mehgan’s cell phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint. He was starting to swipe through multiple screens until he started seeing DMs from guys from other schools. He realized that she had a massive following of thirsty simps, and the thought of taking advantage of her beauty and following made him realize that he could make a few adjustments and make a few extra bucks along the way.

With a wicked grin, Jack stepped out of the girl's bathroom and made his way to the boy's bathroom, where Mehgan remained trapped in his body. As he opened the door, he heard Mehgan's anguished cries, and he couldn't help but laugh at her failed prank. “I bet you’re going to be in here for a while, Mehgan. Take your time!”

“Hold on,” Mehgan yelled while she farted. “How did you do this? What are you going to do?”

He giggled and spun around. “You’re never going to know, because I’m going to hide the very thing that helped me pull this off. This is the ultimate payback. I’m going to learn every little thing about you, and once I find all your naughty secrets, everybody’s going to know. Or maybe I’ll keep quiet and just keep your body. How does that sound?” He took out her phone and waved it around. “I saw that Connor really likes you. Maybe I’ll be able to do something to make you look bad. Or worse! Maybe I’ll make a quick buck off him doing you know what.”

The bathroom stall opened, and there was a horrified look on his old body’s eyes. “I’m sorry for what I did,” she said. “I didn’t think you’d go this far.”

“Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you decided to ruin my life,” he teased. “See you later, JACK!”

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Part 3

Jack and Mehgan had always been fierce rivals at Oakwood High School, constantly battling for the crown of the best prankster. Their pranks grew more elaborate and cruel with each passing year, and the students and teachers were both victims and witnesses to their never-ending war. Mehgan often had the upper hand by the time they both turned eighteen, and she eventually made Jack one of the most hated people at school. 

Mehgan was one of the popular cheerleaders despite her childish antics, so it was easy to convince everybody that he was a massive creep. She uploaded his internet search history and let the world see Jack’s fascination for feet and deep fakes of their hot history teacher, Miss Schmidt. Mehgan would have left it at that, but Jack ended up giving her food poisoning the next day.

So, Mehgan concocted another new prank. She managed to slip laxatives into Jack's drink, certain that this prank would secure her title as the ultimate prankster. As Jack's stomach twisted in pain, he rushed to the bathroom while cursing Mehgan under his breath. She couldn't contain her excitement. She sneaked into the girl's bathroom and eagerly texted her friends, celebrating her victory as she listened to Jack's pained groans from the other side of the wall. “Revenge is so sweet,” she whispered triumphantly. “He wasn’t expecting it at all.”

But what Mehgan didn't know was that Jack had anticipated her every move. He knew that he was going to do this based on her online receipts from her purchases two days ago. He knew she was trying to get back at him. And the night before, he had placed a small machine from his father's company in Mehgan's purse. 

Jack's father worked for the government on top-secret projects, and this particular device was a prototype of a mind-transferring machine. Jack had swiped it from his father's lab, confident that it would give him the edge he needed in his prank war with Mehgan. His dad was a complete asshole, and it was also his own little way of putting his father in his place. He had it with his family, especially when they berated him for being a loser after Mehgan basically ruined his life.

As Jack sat on the toilet, suffering from the effects of Mehgan's cruel prank, he decided it was time to turn the tables on her. With a grim smile, he activated the mind-transferring machine by pressing a button on his circular remote, and within moments, the world started spinning. He dropped the tiny remote into the poop filled waters before he passed out.

Minutes later, Mehgan slowly came to her senses. As she looked around, she realized that she was in the boy's bathroom. She was somehow on the toilet, and her heart skipped a beat as she opened the bathroom stall door. She saw her own reflection in the mirror and let out a horrified shriek. She was in Jack's body, and the pain of the diarrhea was now her own to bear as she hurried back down onto the toilet.