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A hunched figure sits in a dimly lit, poorly furnished studio apartment. His fingers drummed on the kitchen table impatiently waiting for the Amazon truck to pull in. It has been 5 years since swap class had put him in the driver seat of Kayla. 5 long years of his life never being the same. In Kayla’s body he felt whole. When he was inside her sexy soft skin people liked him, he didn’t even have to say anything just smile. Tom Lachlan yearned for that simple life once more. The adoration and the confidence that came with it were simply exquisite, not to mention the sex. The sex with that sensitive pussy was like heaven itself and not even heaven itself would stop him from getting the body back he deserved.

Tom’s thoughts are interrupted by the slamming of a door. It was here. Finally the moment of truth. Opening the door he finds it sitting there wrapped in brown paper. Brining it inside he tears the paper of with eagerness leaving it strewn on the floor. The Necronomicon seemed to fill the room with with a cold stillness. A bad omen? A red flag? No , Tom didn’t care, he was this close, and he had just spent $5,000$ to get this book to not use it. Even if it was a scam he had to try. Anything to get his body back.

Opening the book hastily on the floor, he sat cross legged skimming. He found what he was looking for, a body swap spell. As he read further he found something else. A possession spell. A spell that would allow the user to leave there body and permanently take over that of another. His mouth hung agape as he read it again. This was it. No swap, or going back to his imperfect body. He could have his real body forever. As he began reading the spell outloud the words began to glow a soft maroon red and float off the page. As he got to the end of the spell the words were a bright scarlet blood red. With a flash of violet light his body disintegrated into Ashe, leaving behind a pile of clothes in a heap.

Tom hesitated looking at his remains but steeled himself, looking forward to what would come as his new astral form flew out the window to go find his body.

Kayla sat in front of the mirror in her bedroom, brushing out her beautiful wavy brown hair as she finishes getting ready for a night out on the town. She wore a simple T-shirt that hugged her athletic hourglass figure and boxy grandma shorts that showed off her perfect ass only a little, she didn’t like attention and this was cute enough for her friends she reasoned. Kayla gets up to put her shoes on when Tom flys into her room through the wall. A cool chill permeates the air as he floats there invisible admiring Kayla.

It’s now or never he thinks, flying into the small of her well toned back, right between her shoulder blades. A breathy moan escapes her lips as she staggers forward catching her self on the wall. Tingling numbing pleasure mixed with a searing pain fills her chest as Toms energy fills her. His energy begins to spread out from her core, creeping down her spine and into her legs. Her legs begin to tremble as his energy twists and burrows into her nerves and flesh. Another sharp moan drips from her lips as he begins making her legs and pussy his own. She had never been so turned on or so scared in her life. Her hips thrust and gyrate as she tries to fight it but Tom presses on with a fervent glee as he begins to feel his new body connecting with his senses and control. Kayla panicked, try’s to run for the phone but her legs are sluggish. Tom pushes in deeper into her core and begins spilling into her arms causing Kayla to stagger and to sit on the edge of the bed. Her arms twitch and convulse, with each surge of energy from Tom. Each little pulse sending an orgasmic wave crashing though Kayla’s mind and body. Her back arches and hips thrust up wantonly before collapsing back on the bed panting. Her body feels as if it’s on fire as the spectral being continues to sear its essence into her very being. With each pulse she spasms and loses more control of herself. Toms energy begins flowing up her neck and into her head to claim his final prize.
“S.. S… stop this!” Kayla manages a pained gurgle as the last of Toms beings settles in. Long energy tendrils begin burrowing into her mind causing her thoughts to explode in a kaleidoscope of pleasure. Tom began absorbing her thoughts , memories and mannerisms to use as his own. With one last thrust of her hips, her body falls limp on the bed, the only movement the rise and fall of her chest breathing. Her eyes flit open as a coy smirk spreads across her face. Her hands raise infront of her face as Tom inspects her…no his delicate hands that he missed so much. Perfectly manicured and painted, they touch her face exploringly. They trace down her neck and coming to rest on her breasts, gently at first he tweaks her nipples causing a soft, cute moan to escape his lips. “My voice!” Kayla’s sweet sing song voice rings out as Tom commands the words to come forth. “ This is perfect!” She coo’s as soft red blush colors her cheeks as Tom continues to explore his new perky breasts with his new delicate hands. Kneading them softly under the shirt her body continued to get worked up. Not being able to contain himself any longer he slips one hand teasingly over her tone stomach before greedily plunging into her shorts. Her fingers dance expertly under her Lacey panties as Tom teases with his new wet sex. Spreading the lips he runs two fingers up and down slowly before coming to rest at the top to play with the clit. With each tweak and rub he edges his new perfect female form closer to an orgasm. With in a minute, her other hand is clenching the sheets as her hips buck wildly into her hand as she cums with an intensity Tom only experienced during swap class. “ oooooooAHH” she breathes. “ it’s just like I remember from swap class!” He yelps excitedly with his new voice.
Propping himself up on her elbows he catches a glance of herself in the mirror, beautiful brown hair dischevled, soft pink afterglow adoring her cute face, he can’t help but smile. “ this is all mine!” She coo’s once more running a hand over her body once again before standing up. “ but this outfit just won’t do!” She states matter o factly as she springs from the bed, disappearing into the closet. Moments later she struts out of the closet wearing a form fitting white crop top sweater that hugged every curve. A pleated matching skirt showed off her tone thighs as she marched infront of the mirror. “Mmmmmmmm I look soooooo good.” He said in a honey dripped sultry voice. She leans in kissing her self in the mirror before stepping back and admiring herself once more, trying different poses. “My friends are going to love the new Kayla and just maybe I’ll get some dick tonight” she says in a confident cute tone before spinning on her heels and heading out the door to continue with her plans. Tom finally was back in the body he deserved. It was his body after all. Once in the elevator she would feel herself up once more, a seductive smile on her face as the elevator doors close as the new Kayla is ready for a night on the town.
…. To be continued?

Description
A hunched figure sits in a dimly lit, poorly furnished studio apartment. His fingers drummed on the kitchen table impatiently waiting for the Amazon truck to pull in. It has been 5 years since swap class had put him in the driver seat of Kayla. 5 long years of his life never being the same. In Kayla’s body he felt whole. When he was inside her sexy soft skin people liked him, he didn’t even have to say anything just smile. Tom Lachlan yearned for that simple life once more. The adoration and the confidence that came with it were simply exquisite, not to mention the sex. The sex with that sensitive pussy was like heaven itself and not even heaven itself would stop him from getting the body back he deserved.

Tom’s thoughts are interrupted by the slamming of a door. It was here. Finally the moment of truth. Opening the door he finds it sitting there wrapped in brown paper. Brining it inside he tears the paper of with eagerness leaving it strewn on the floor. The Necronomicon seemed to fill the room with with a cold stillness. A bad omen? A red flag? No , Tom didn’t care, he was this close, and he had just spent $5,000$ to get this book to not use it. Even if it was a scam he had to try. Anything to get his body back.

Opening the book hastily on the floor, he sat cross legged skimming. He found what he was looking for, a body swap spell. As he read further he found something else. A possession spell. A spell that would allow the user to leave there body and permanently take over that of another. His mouth hung agape as he read it again. This was it. No swap, or going back to his imperfect body. He could have his real body forever. As he began reading the spell outloud the words began to glow a soft maroon red and float off the page. As he got to the end of the spell the words were a bright scarlet blood red. With a flash of violet light his body disintegrated into Ashe, leaving behind a pile of clothes in a heap.

Tom hesitated looking at his remains but steeled himself, looking forward to what would come as his new astral form flew out the window to go find his body.

Kayla sat in front of the mirror in her bedroom, brushing out her beautiful wavy brown hair as she finishes getting ready for a night out on the town. She wore a simple T-shirt that hugged her athletic hourglass figure and boxy grandma shorts that showed off her perfect ass only a little, she didn’t like attention and this was cute enough for her friends she reasoned. Kayla gets up to put her shoes on when Tom flys into her room through the wall. A cool chill permeates the air as he floats there invisible admiring Kayla.

It’s now or never he thinks, flying into the small of her well toned back, right between her shoulder blades. A breathy moan escapes her lips as she staggers forward catching her self on the wall. Tingling numbing pleasure mixed with a searing pain fills her chest as Toms energy fills her. His energy begins to spread out from her core, creeping down her spine and into her legs. Her legs begin to tremble as his energy twists and burrows into her nerves and flesh. Another sharp moan drips from her lips as he begins making her legs and pussy his own. She had never been so turned on or so scared in her life. Her hips thrust and gyrate as she tries to fight it but Tom presses on with a fervent glee as he begins to feel his new body connecting with his senses and control. Kayla panicked, try’s to run for the phone but her legs are sluggish. Tom pushes in deeper into her core and begins spilling into her arms causing Kayla to stagger and to sit on the edge of the bed. Her arms twitch and convulse, with each surge of energy from Tom. Each little pulse sending an orgasmic wave crashing though Kayla’s mind and body. Her back arches and hips thrust up wantonly before collapsing back on the bed panting. Her body feels as if it’s on fire as the spectral being continues to sear its essence into her very being. With each pulse she spasms and loses more control of herself. Toms energy begins flowing up her neck and into her head to claim his final prize.
“S.. S… stop this!” Kayla manages a pained gurgle as the last of Toms beings settles in. Long energy tendrils begin burrowing into her mind causing her thoughts to explode in a kaleidoscope of pleasure. Tom began absorbing her thoughts , memories and mannerisms to use as his own. With one last thrust of her hips, her body falls limp on the bed, the only movement the rise and fall of her chest breathing. Her eyes flit open as a coy smirk spreads across her face. Her hands raise infront of her face as Tom inspects her…no his delicate hands that he missed so much. Perfectly manicured and painted, they touch her face exploringly. They trace down her neck and coming to rest on her breasts, gently at first he tweaks her nipples causing a soft, cute moan to escape his lips. “My voice!” Kayla’s sweet sing song voice rings out as Tom commands the words to come forth. “ This is perfect!” She coo’s as soft red blush colors her cheeks as Tom continues to explore his new perky breasts with his new delicate hands. Kneading them softly under the shirt her body continued to get worked up. Not being able to contain himself any longer he slips one hand teasingly over her tone stomach before greedily plunging into her shorts. Her fingers dance expertly under her Lacey panties as Tom teases with his new wet sex. Spreading the lips he runs two fingers up and down slowly before coming to rest at the top to play with the clit. With each tweak and rub he edges his new perfect female form closer to an orgasm. With in a minute, her other hand is clenching the sheets as her hips buck wildly into her hand as she cums with an intensity Tom only experienced during swap class. “ oooooooAHH” she breathes. “ it’s just like I remember from swap class!” He yelps excitedly with his new voice.
Propping himself up on her elbows he catches a glance of herself in the mirror, beautiful brown hair dischevled, soft pink afterglow adoring her cute face, he can’t help but smile. “ this is all mine!” She coo’s once more running a hand over her body once again before standing up. “ but this outfit just won’t do!” She states matter o factly as she springs from the bed, disappearing into the closet. Moments later she struts out of the closet wearing a form fitting white crop top sweater that hugged every curve. A pleated matching skirt showed off her tone thighs as she marched infront of the mirror. “Mmmmmmmm I look soooooo good.” He said in a honey dripped sultry voice. She leans in kissing her self in the mirror before stepping back and admiring herself once more, trying different poses. “My friends are going to love the new Kayla and just maybe I’ll get some dick tonight” she says in a confident cute tone before spinning on her heels and heading out the door to continue with her plans. Tom finally was back in the body he deserved. It was his body after all. Once in the elevator she would feel herself up once more, a seductive smile on her face as the elevator doors close as the new Kayla is ready for a night on the town.
…. To be continued?