“Any questions?” Ashley asked as she finished up her presentation for her online summer coding camp. Her instructor, a man in his late twenties called Wheeler-something or other, nodded in approval as he looked over her program in action. His round face was covered in a well-trimmed beard that he was clearly proud of considering he would often run his hands through it when he believed no one else in the class would notice.
“Nope, nearly flawless,” he said, adjusting his glasses as he looked over the code. “Well, Ashley, it certainly has been a pleasure having you in my class,” he said, chuckling as he looked away from the camera. He always had a hard time maintaining eye contact with Ashley but not any of the other men in the course. “Keep this up and you could have a great future as a software engineer. Hope the rest of your summer plans go well and that you gained a lot from my course.”
Ashley kept up her practiced winning smile. “Besides going to the beach, I don’t really have much planned.” Her parents were on a trip to Europe and her older brother was at a beach house his friend owned. The house was practically hers. “Well, have a nice day, Mr. Wheeler. Enjoy your summer, bye~!”
Wheeler nodded and signed off. Finally alone, Ashley sighed and closed her laptop. It had been a pretty calm summer, but now she found herself at a loss of what to do. She figured she should enjoy the rest of her summer before senior year, but nothing came to mind, except...
A small desire stirred inside of Ashley that she had often suppressed. In her journey to become head cheerleader, she was often met with cut-throat rivalries and girls willing to destroy her public image. In that world, every edge over the competition was needed. That was how her ability came into play. Rituals had been a part of her family legacy, but most of her family had dismissed the idea. And at first, Ashley simply humored it as she tried it out one day.
It quickly turned into belief when Ashley found herself in the body of her school’s head coach. With her new power, any time Ashley saw potential competition, she would possess them or their boyfriends and completely humiliate them. If the coach favored another girl, a swift takeover was all she needed to change his mind. However, she didn’t find a need to use her power once the school year ended. Her life gradually returned to normal. Yet now, the desire threatened to take over. There was a layer of guilt that came with possessing other people for her own pleasure, and yet she found herself ignoring the voice in her head telling her not to with each passing second.
“Don’t I deserve a nice summer break?”
However, Ashley had never possessed a person for long periods of time. What would happen if she tried something more extreme compared to messing with high school girls? She needed a test drive, and Mr. Wheeler seemed like a good crash dummy for it. It would be nice to get into a body that was so unlike what she was used to. Giggling to herself, Ashley sat crisscrossed on her rugged floor and began to meditate. Her body shimmered before becoming completely translucent. With her now incorporeal form, she flew through the sky until she arrived at Mr. Wheeler’s apartment.
Ashley nearly choked and burst out laughing when she saw Mr. Wheeler. Free from his summertime gig, the man had clearly not wasted any time relaxing as he was now only in his underwear playing some type of shooter game on his computer. “C’mon, get to point, dumbass!” he shouted into his microphone on his headset.
She waited until it looked like Mr. Wheeler was close to winning before slowly pushing into him through his back. Mr. Wheeler shivered before slamming his hands on his desk, beginning to tremble. “Ahhh, oh… ahh!” he said, letting out choked cries of both pleasure and panic as he began to lose feeling in his body. “Wh-What’s happening to me?!” Ashley grinned as she slotted her ghostly limbs into his much thicker arms and legs. Mr. Wheeler gasped in horror as he watched his character continue to die on-screen as his teammates yelled at him. “H-Help…!” he tried to reach the button to unmute his mic, but his fingers were no longer in his control. His hands let go of the desk and began to fondle his chest and flex the muscle lying beneath the small chub he had gotten over the years. His thin, white underwear tented at the sensation, and Mr. Wheeler’s tongue soon hung from his drooling, needy lips as Ashley continued to take full control.
Feeling mischievous, Ashley pressed the unmute button just as Mr. Wheeler let out a long, guttural, gruff moan as his consciousness went dormant. “Bro, what the fuck?!” she heard someone in the chat say. She chuckled with Mr. Wheeler’s deeper voice as more and more of his teammates complained about his declining performance, but she didn’t care. If anything, it was fun to hear Mr. Wheeler being shamed like that. Almost a turn-on, actually.
“Sorry, boys,” she said, speaking in a much higher, sluttier tone that sounded so ridiculous in Mr. Wheeler’s voice. “Just a nerd feeling a little honey. Y’all understand, right?” she said to her teammates’ vocal chagrin. “Oh yeah, keep yelling at me,” she said, flexing her borrowed arms and legs as shivers of pleasure traveled down her spine. “I’m such a shitty, needy player that needs to be dominated. My bad~!” She kept laughing as Mr. Wheeler’s reputation and score tanked. She didn’t really get the game, but she laughed as a ‘Defeat’ appeared on the screen.
Satisfied with messing around with the game, Ashley tossed the headset aside and walked over to a full-length mirror hanging by a wall. Each step on the way felt so satisfying with Mr. Wheeler’s strength and weight. She flexed and watched with glee as the muscle responded. “With just a bit of a workout,” Ashley said to herself, “you could be a nice hunk, Mr. Wheeler.” However, as she rubbed his hairy belly, she said, “but maybe a dad-bod is where it’s at. Ohh...” The more she kept exploring and rubbing Mr. Wheeler’s body, the hornier she became. The small trepidation she felt regarding possession melted away as she indulged in Mr. Wheeler’s body.
An idea came to her, inspired by her little performance in Mr. Wheeler’s game. “Oh yeah, it’s so hard for me to talk to girls and look at them in the eye,” she said, biting his pinky as she stared at his body move at her command. He was her little puppet, and she was dominating him. “And now I’m wrapped all over a girl’s finger,” Ashley forced him to say, grinning as she kept exploring his rough, hairy flesh. She loosened his underwear and sensually shook his hips until they fell to the floor. “I’ve got such a big, hairy body but I’m just a submissive slut to a beautiful girl like Ashley… ohhh, and I can’t help but enjoy it! I just want her and all the women in this town to pound me silly.”
It didn’t take long to find a bottle of lube hidden in his nightstand. Squirting a few dollops over Mr. Wheeler’s thick fingers, Ashley began to tease his hole. “Oh-Oh fuck! Oh god, I want to get finger-fucked so bad,” she said, lying back on the floor as she tried to spread Mr. Wheeler’s virgin hole as much as she could. “Oh, oh god, I’m—“ she kept moaning as she tried to squeeze even one digit into his tight ass. “If only Ashley would peg me!” she shouted, throwing her head back as she pumped her cock and continued to grope his body. “Shove a nice strap-on into my tight little—JESUS CHRIST!” Ashley could’ve sworn she nearly passed out when her fingers brushed up against Mr. Wheeler’s erect nipples.
“Oh fuck, these’re so sensitive,” she said, panting and moaning as she took a break from his hole to rub his nipples. “Got some whore’s nipples, huh? Holy shit, I could cum just from these,” she said, hips moving as though she were getting fucked. “But, gotta loosen up my hole. O-Otherwise, how’ll I get fucked?” she forced him to say, chuckling as she got out more lube. “I gotta get used like the nerdy little whore I am. Ahh…! Ah!”
Ashley let out a guttural scream as she finally reached the prostate. She spread her borrowed legs and squeezed another digit in, and then another. Soon she was truly finger-fucking her instructor while forcing him to degrade himself while staring at the mirror. His mouth was open in a wide O as he panted and whined as Ashley forced Mr. Wheeler to lose his hole’s virginity. Oh, fuck fuck fuck,” she said as her beefy chest jiggled. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna, I’m gonna—!”
Ashley roared as Mr. Wheeler’s cock shot rope after rope of sticky, warm cum all over his face, some drops even landing in his open, needy mouth. “Oh yeah, that’s pineapple,” she said, licking up some of his delicious cum. However, she didn’t bother cleaning up, even as some covered his glasses.
“Phew! Thanks for the ride, ya little dork. Hope your neighbors didn’t mind my little performance. Experiment with your hole a little more, though. Hmm...” Ashley marched over to Mr. Wheeler’s computer and ordered a dildo online for whenever she felt like playing with him again. Satisfied, Ashley leaned back and exited Mr. Wheeler’s cum-covered flesh as his body moaned and convulsed. However, she made sure to stick around to see his reaction.
“Mmm… why’s my ass hurt…?” moaned Mr. Wheeler before realizing he was covered in his own mess. “What the fuck?! The game…! I...” Ashley returned to her home, laughing the whole time at her victim’s confusion. Satisfied with her little test drive, she thought about what she could do next.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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