As you looked on from above the crowd, you noticed a red carpet guiding into a large building. Human vehicles arrived at the front, dropping off what must have been well known guests. Other humans were held behind barriers as they pointed flashing devices at the well noticed humans. Some of these even took the time to pose. This must have been a high profile human event, and the paparazi were in attendence. "Perfect". You muttered from your high vantage point. "Now, which target to choose". Down below, another car pulled up. Out stepped a beautiful woman, protected by large guards. The paparazi attention quickly turned too her, the bright lights flashing continuesly once again. This woman must definatly have been the most well respected so far. She had beauftiful brown flowing hair, which was dyed with a mix of blonde. She must have been one of the darker vareities of human, as her skin was a sutble shade of brown. It was flawless however, with no clear imperfections, especially on her glwoing, smiling face. She was wearing some kind of low cut, teal coloured dress, which streched down to her knees and showed off a lot of her chest area. There were two large lumps under the dress, which were partly visable. They looked smooth and round. The woman also wore high heeled shoes on her feet.
'Brilliant, she will make an ideal cantidate for 'testing''. You thought. She was heading inside after briefly posing. You touched down behind the car and engaged your cloaking device. You moved behind her and the security guards, carefully treading as to avoid being exposed. Once they entered the building, you noticed the high class event she was attending. There were many other humans chatting and drinking in a large opening room, with human servents moving around with refreshments. The woman and her guards stoped for a momment. She looked a group of other females and gave a strange look of jelousy. She then dispanded her guards and headed off by herself. You kept close to her, following through the crowd and down a hallway, following her into a room with a star symbol on the door. As you quickly snuck in, you noticed she was the only one in the room. There was a small table, with a mirror above and plenty of supplies on the table. This was it, as she sat down on a chair, it was the time to strike. She was looking at the mirror as you disengaged your cloaking device and activated 'the possesser'. You began glowing bright as the atoms of your body broke down into a spirit form. The woman turned around to see the commotion but could only let out the quick scream before your form shot forwards and hit her smack in the mouth.
Everything went dark as you felt yourself gaining control of different part of the body. You began to see light upwards as you steared towards it. With this, you ahve control of the brain and the final push in gaining full control of her body. After what felt like an age, you awoke again, your head spinning and your eyesight blury. 'Urgh, that was strange'. You thought. As you sat up, long brown hair fell across your face. You also felt a jiggle on your chest. These feeling were most definatly 'alien' to you (no pun intended). "This is...new". You said in your alien language. The accent now sounded very different indeed, like a southener (your species knowing the tone after all those red necks got abducted). As you stood up, you fell straight back down again with a thud on your backside. These heels were making you slip. You kicked them off in frustration, so you could stand up. Looking in the mirror, you saw your new body. No longer your simple, small Segelsian form, you were a stunning adult female. "Mmm, prefect". You moaned in your language, admiring your bodies new curves. Looking back to the spot you transported from, you noticed your gadgets on the floor. Scooping them up onto the table, you looked in the now small kit bag and found a tiny pill. You chewed on it for a momment before swallowing it. "Urgh, I hate the way they taste...". You instantly shot your hands up to your mouth. You were now talking clear human. "Ha, I could never get tired of this job". You said in excitment, laughing manically. "Now, who am I"?
You looked around for some sign of identity. Eventually, you found it on a show poster, which you could now clearly read. It said "The MTV music awards 2009: with live preformances from Beyonce Knowles...". You saw the picture of her, well now yourself next to that name. "So I am now this Beyonce figure". You said in a cocky tone. "Well, I can see why she is certainly so well respected". You admired you body again, poking at the lumps beneath your dress. You needed to do something though, as to avoid suspiction by staying in your room to long.
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