Possessing The Girl Next Door: Futa Rewrite

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 several times. 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 mirror 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 vibrators of varying sizes, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs.

“Kinky slut.” I whisper to myself as I pull out the largest wand vibrator. I climb on the bed and position myself so I can see my pussy in the mirror as I spread my legs. 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.