Day 6: New Body Obsession

Frankie let out a groan as she struggled to sit up in bed. Forcing herself to blink, to adjust her eyes to the morning light, she quickly realized she had absolutely zero idea where she was. Glancing around the room, she froze and looked down to investigate something she'd caught with the edge of her vision. Her breasts had grown a fair bit to the point of fitting with the "swollen" label, quite a fair bit, but that was a minor issue, compared to the roundness of her stomach. She could only stare for a few moments before causing a loud grunt to escape her lips; she felt something she instinctually recognized as a kick.

"I'M PREGNANT?!" Frankie hissed, the husky sound of her voice causing another surge of alarm. Desperate to get another perspective, Frankie rolled out of bed and waddled over to a standing mirror in the corner of the room, freezing at the sight of her reflection. The woman in the mirror was several years older, obviously pregnant, and... as she turned around to confirm, had a new tattoo, specifically a tramp stamp. A tramp stamp that Frankie stared at in the mirror as she deciphered the mirrored text. "Nigel... Nigel?!" She hissed as a memory surged through her mind.

Frankie remembered waiting at the front door, waiting for someone to respond to her knocking. Ideally, the "someone" who had been annoying her online for several days. The "someone" that Frankie had spent her teenage years babysitting, that obviously had quite the crush on her. The "someone" who, the second he turned 18, had pestered Frankie to fulfill the promise of a date, a promise that she didn't remember making at all. Eventually he'd opened the door, said something, then... Frankie was waking up in a strange bedroom, several years older and quite pregnant.

"What the fuck happened?!" Frankie hissed, furrowing her brow as she dug through her memories, or lack thereof, for any explanation at all. But she couldn't reach any sort of conclusion, other than that Nigel had to have done something to cause her amnesia... and hopefully not the life growing in her womb. Cursing Nigel under her breath, Frankie imagined what she'd do to him... just as she realized she heard the sound of a shower. Confident that whoever was in the shower was, in some way, responsible, she waddled towards the sound and, soon enough, arrived at a wide-open bathroom door. And, in the bathroom, silhouetted behind the shower curtain, was someone humming a tune to himself. Someone that Frankie stomped towards and wasted no time in throwing open the shower curtain.

"You wanna join me, hun?" Nigel said casually, not shocked in the slightest by the intrusion, his hands still combing through his soapy hair.

"You... WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!!" Frankie bellowed, fuming as Nigel slowly turned his head to face her. "YOU... YOU-"

"Ah, so it happened." Nigel mumbled with a shrug. "You wanna know what I did?" He asked, turning off the shower with a tired sigh. "I split my soul in half, possessed your body with the other half of me, and spent the last five years together."

"...What?" Frankie grumbled, glancing over at the nearby sink for any sort of razor or really any object to bludgeon Nigel with.

"Issue with the spell: bit-by-bit the other half of me would drip back to me over time. Figured it'd be decades though." Nigel sighed with a shrug. "Oh well, I enjoyed every moment. And 'you' did too, you know."

"I definitely-" Frankie started to shout before becoming unable to speak as Nigel reached out and touched her. The instant his fingertip grazed her skin, a memory surged through her mind. A memory of looking down, squeezing her chest, and pouncing on Nigel. Running her hands over her entire body, constantly muttering how much she loved every inch, how she couldn't believe how long she'd waited. Throwing her head back and half-moaning, half-laughing as Nigel ran his tongue over her, reporting back on every detail of every inch of her body. Spreading apart her pussy, letting a load dribble out as she begged for another, giggling to herself as an exhausted Nigel nodded his head.

"You see?" Nigel whispered as another memory surged through Frankie's mind. A memory of ignoring the concerns of the friends and family as she left her apartment, the GPS in the moving van set to Nigel's house. Leaning over at a stop sign, using her teeth to undo the zipper that prevented her from enjoying the musky taste of Nigel's manhood. Pressing her nose firmly against the erect member, shuddering as Nigel's scent filled her nostrils and brought forth an excited flood between her legs. Giggling with a very full mouth as Nigel's hand kept her head down, preventing her from filling her mouth with anything other than his thick load.

"You... fuuuu..." Frankie moaned, clenching her eyes shut as something else filled her mind. A familiar feeling, one that she remembered from years before, coiling around her mind, covering it in darkness. An oddly comforting feeling as a series of memories rapidly flashed through her head, of getting "marked" by Nigel's name, of the excited laugh at the realization that she'd missed her first period, of waking up next to Nigel every morning, always the little spoon, always his, no matter what...

"Welcome back." Nigel whispered, grinning ear-to-ear as "Frankie" stepped into the shower with that horny, desperate look on her face. "5 years, gotta keep that in mind, don't we?" He chuckled, lowering his head and loudly sniffing the bright red hair he'd ensured had always been washed with the same shampoo and conditioner, all to keep the smell he'd first obsessed over all those years ago...

Honestly not sure how much this falls under the "new body obsession" prompt, but I think it qualifies enough. Maybe this will get a sequel for Take-Over-Tober 2031, lol. I went with "Frankie" (and made her a redhead) almost exclusively because of Frankie from Foster's Home, btw, a character that I 100% had a crush on as a kid. And "Nigel" was from a caption from... 10 years ago (holy fuck), by Vunkirk, called "Morning Surprise", that I've had bookmarked for... 10 years now. Don't wanna go into too much detail about that caption, but it's been a favorite of mine for a decade (apparently), like a load of Vunkirk's captions and I hope, wherever they are, they're alright. Writing this also reminded me of another caption, by MrSuits, called "Two Strangers Fun", which is kinky as all Hell and another favorite of mine, especially with the lead waking up a while after getting possessed and trying to piece it all together before... well, getting possessed again. Also reminded me of "What the hell is going on?" by Some TG Captions from... 12 years ago, with waking up and immediately noticing that something is very off with their body.

Anyway... today was TOUGH for picking a favorite so there's a three-way tie. I can do that. Glixtr's work is first up (not in ranking, just... I'm indecisive, shush), which is just... chef's kiss:

https://bsky.app/profile/glixtr.bsky.social/post/3mx7ikgajqs2f

Second up is by Funflo, which I LOVE, especially with the Ahoge being this sort of "virus" or whatever, I love the Hell outta this piece:

https://x.com/Funflo_vevo/status/2107638683377578266/photo/1

Third up is by Yasuda Kojo, which, fair warning is furry (usually not a fan of this myself tbh) and lactation if you're not into that. Dialogue and visuals mmmm, godddamn:

https://bsky.app/profile/yasudakojo.bsky.social/post/3mx736rws7k2f