You always thought the idea of possessing people was fun, even if it was a risky endeavor.. It was certainly a treat whenever you decided to hop around from body to body and jack off in each one, leading to nearly a dozen orgasms per hour. But while such an act did provide sustenance, it was too little truly satisfy your need. You would have to have sex in someone else's body to truly hit the jackpot, which was no easy task. Nevertheless, you decided to take a chance.
Midnight came. It was time to head out. As you left Kruger Hall the night air made you shiver a little. There was still plenty of people roaming the campus; it's always like this in the city of Carina. After a 5-minute walk you arrived at your destination.
Kappa Sigma. The fraternity that partied pretty much every single night. This would be the place where you would have the best chance. Quickly you crept around to the back of the house. Under the cover of darkness, no one saw you transform into mist and seep through an open window into the din of chatter and loud music.
It was fortunate that the walls and ceilings were painted white. You blended in perfectly as you floated against the ceiling, and no one would look up anyway. Now it was just a matter of waiting. There were people everywhere with red cups. Some were just talking casually while others were shouting and running around and even hooking up in plain sight. A rhythmic thump could be heard from upstairs. At least the atmosphere was right for what you were about to do.
Floating out of the room you were in, you went upstairs and roamed the halls a little. You seeped into one room and found a guy and a girl going at it. You had several more encounters, but no such luck finding a body.
It was when you went back downstairs that you saw your opportunity. A rather stocky guy with brown crew cut hair was stumbling about when he suddenly collapsed on the floor. "Someone get Kyle on the couch," a voice came from nearby. Two of the partiers obediently lifted up the unconscious man and placed him on the brown leather couch in the corner of the room. Then everyone else went back to their business as if nothing had happened.
Passing out from alcohol was just the same as being asleep, so you seized your chance by slowly floating over to Kyle. No one was paying attention to him at all. When you were absolutely sure that no one was looking in your direction, you dived down right into Kyle's open mouth. The first thing you felt was warmth, Kyle's flesh wrapped all around you. Then, as you gained control, you found that you once more had a corporeal form, although it was a borrowed one, of course.
The buzz of alcohol washed over you and you felt that your entire face was red. It was time for the next step. With a smile on your face you sat up in the couch and looked around. Meanwhile, your hand reached underneath your white shirt as you fondled a solid pair of abs with a thin trail of hair running down the middle crevice. You always thought it was cool to be in a body with a happy trail since you yourself lacked one.
Kyle's memories began to filter through and you almost laughed out loud when it was revealed to you that this beefcake has been confused and frustrated about his sexuality for quite some time. Throughout the night he had been checking out the girls, but he had also been discreetly eyeing a cute, thin blond guy who was loud, popular, and most importantly, gay. And there he was, across the room, shirtless around a circle of guys funneling beer into his mouth. His name was Nate.
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