Bachelorette Party

You hover around the dark ceiling of the theater looking for your first target. Then you spy them. A group of about five women all wearing sexy black cocktail dresses. You can see two wearing sashes. "Bachelorette party..." you say quietly to yourself. Or you would if you had vocal cords any more.

You move your black gaseous form closer to the one in the rear. Her dress hugged her curves nicely. Her hair was straight and black. The sensation entering her body was pleasurable, at first to your gaseous form than to your new body.

You let out a sigh, her voice soft and feminine.

"Are you okay?" One of the women says.

"What?" You say.

"Meg, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

The group begins to walk towards the exit. You wobble a bit, apparently possessing a drunk body makes you drunk as well. Lucky she is only tipsy.

"That magic show was such a disappointment," one of the other women says, she had platinum blonde hair and fake pearl necklace.

"It wasn't so bad, Heather," says a meek girl in glasses.

The conversation goes on for a bit with you secretly making note of everyone's names.

Meg was the woman you were in. You don't know much about her, but apparently she is a friend from the brid's work. Very few people know her in the group, but she is a bridesmaid.

Heather is the platinum blonde bimbo that didn't like the magic act. She is apparently one of the bride's friends from sorority. She was not invited to be a bridesmaid.

Clare is the meek nerd who seemed to enjoy the show. She is apparently the sister of the groom and also a bridesmaid.

Alex is the bride's best friend since "forever". She has wavy brown hair and very slender figure. She is the maid of honor.

Ella is the bride. She has the body of a super model and long red hair. You know that she is marrying a rich man by the name of Jason. She is however planning to stay at her job at some PR company.