This choice: You decide to possess Steph Tsunade • Go Back...Chapter #3You decide to possess Steph Tsunade by: haxxare   "Uh, yeah..." you said, wondering what was going on. How was this, a private cell number, a pizza place? Anyway.
"Great! I'll have..." Stephanie started talking, oblivious to the fact she had called someone random instead.
"Sorry, can you hold for a second?" You asked, as Julia had just returned from the yard sale and was waving at you. After getting a response, you put the phone down.
"Who's that?" Your sister asked.
"Some chick who thinks she called a pizza place." You shrugged.
"Weird. Anyway, the yard sale was pretty good. And I got you something, too!" She threw a scroll at you, which you snatched out of the air. "You're into weird shit like that, aren't you? Anyway, I'm off. Bye!" With that she disappeared, leaving you staring at a weird scroll.
"Thanks?" You muttered, unfurling the scroll. It looked old, and had gold writing on it. It looked like nonsense, and sounded like it as you began to read it. When you finished... the golden words began to dissolve. A fine mist rose off the scroll and engulfed your head. Panicking slightly, you watched helplessly as it all disappeared into your nose.
And then you felt it. Power. You knew you could possess people... and when you looked down at your phone, you knew who you'd test it on first. Someone you didn't know, who would probably be stupid enough to give their address to a random person.
"You still there?" You asked the person on the phone.
"Yuh-uh! I'll have a large pepperoni pizza... delivered to..." you wrote down the address. It wasn't too far, but not walking distance. Stephanie hung up, and you walked outside.
You weren't going to drive to her's... but you did have new powers you were wanting to test. You turned yourself into a ghost and launched yourself in the direction of Steph's house. You were there quicker than expected. Ghosts fly fast, apparently.
Reforming yourself, you ring the doorbell. Then, before anyone got to the door, you went ghost again. The faint sound of very bass-heavy music could be heard from inside, which only got louder when the door opened.
"Hello?" The woman who opened the door called, not seeing you. You recognized the voice - it was definitely Steph. You looked at her... medium height, long straight blonde hair, kind of ditzy-looking face. She had a huge rack, barely held in by a white tank top which also showed a bit of midriff. She wasn't toned but not what you'd call fat either. Well proportioned. Short shorts and socks were all that covered her legs.
"Well, let's take this power for a spin!" You exclaimed and dived into her. You felt yourself shake as you took control.
When your senses returned, you felt very different. First of all, you now had massive tits on your chest. That was a different feeling. Your clothes were tighter, and you noticed a lack of something important between your legs. Quickly closing the door and giving your new body a once-over patdown, you muttered in your new voice. "Huh. That's cool, I guess."
From upstairs you heard another woman's voice scream at you. "Hey Steph, get back up here!" What was going on up there? You took another look down into what was now your cleavage, debating whether to go up or to find somewhere private.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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