Michael felt a chill over his body once the Mismagius finished talking before he suddenly started walking in the direction of his home. “Hey what’s going on?!” He tried to scream but realized he had no control over even his mouth but could be heard by the ghost Pokémon as she responded. “I just told you what I was doing: using you as a host body to have fun with others. I’ve grown quite curious with how sex would feel as a guy but didn’t want to change my body but until you came around only small neighborhood children came around and even I have standards.” “Well I’m glad you have decency…? But couldn’t you have asked me nicely first?” He could hear the Pokémon laugh within his head, “I can read your thoughts boy don’t ask stupid questions.” Michael realized he was now home as his body observed his neighbor: an old classmate of his named Sandra whom he was always attracted to but hardly ever said a sing word to as she was seemingly too out of his league, she was watering some potted plants with her Whimsicott by her side. “Please let’s talk about this…”
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