John regain control

Mira was not having a good day. First, she was **** to take another patrol duty because her sister and her team needed time off because of some injury. And second, that patrol had turned for the worst in the worst way possible. When she and her team realize someone was making their way toward them, they had acted quickly and concealed themself to analyze the threat. The problem was that one of them became almost immediately aware of them and soon after him the 'FUCKING DEATHMAW' following them also became alert, she could tell by the way he focused on all three of their positions that not only he knew he was followed but had made all of them.

That was not something an Elm was not familiar with, although the Elms are not the only peoples living in forests or even the only ones living in the Great Forest, they are the best at truly using its full potential. The Elms did not believe in the melding between Humans and Elfins, so their ancestors had fled the comfort of the cities to isolate themself from what was view has an ungodly alliance. Mira didn't know why or how her peoples had established themself in the Great Forest because there wasn't any early record of the event, but what she knew is that they almost all nearly died.

They were completely unprepared for the harsh life of the wildlands, even less to the reality of living in a hostile forest like the Great Forest. They were taught that Humans males were not able to adapt to this new life, their unrelenting drive to acquire power and respect had nearly destroyed their exodus and that they had to be 'purged' from their community. Now every male born was allowed to reach maturity long enough to breed before being 'Ascended', a ritual that was performed by the Grand priestess that would cleanse their body and turn them into a female.

Mira was born female so she didn't know how it was done but it involved a very long ritual where the young man would breed and then be changed by a spell. There were also rumors that the man, newly turned female, was immediately 'enlightened' to the way of the female pleasure and that if the man would resist then he was exiled in the dark of the night.

The young hunter was skeptical it was true or at least she never knew of anyone ever just disappearing, either there was no one refusing or they were simply **** into it. Mira didn't care one way or the other, their way of life was what had kept them alive for all this time and she wasn't about to question it. One thing was sure, with time the Elms had become perfectly in tune with nature and their Humans ancestor's way of life would have never allowed that.

And now here she was, begging for her life to a male and even worst, for a reason she could not fathom, it was turning her on. His voice and the way he was dragging his dagger along her exposed back was sending shivers of fear and unwelcome arousal through her body. She was also painfully conscious of something brushing against her butt, and from what she saw before he had attacked them there was no way he was hiding another dagger in those pants.

Worst was that after answering she would do anything to stay alive the man had frozen for a second before starting to talk but to himself instead of her.

..............a few seconds ago from John POV.....................................

John was trying to make sense of the situation he was in, he had just regained consciousness and was now starting to realize that he wasn't the one in control of his body anymore. He could see but not move or talk, there was a girl in his grip and his other hand was teasing her back with his dagger. His suspicion has to what was happening was confirmed when he heard himself talk a moment later.

" I don't know, I already gave you and your friends more consideration than you did for us. Tell me, what are you ready to do for your life?" The young prince heard himself say in a husky tone. He suspected there was somewhat of a personality split after he had learned of his true nature and the incident with his sister and some of the blackouts with his mother, but to hear himself talk this way and in a moment like this was quite uncanny.

" Any...anything, please... I...I was the one who shot you, so please at least let my friends go!" John heard what was certain to be a rather young woman pleading for her friend's life.

"Oh, I'm not going to kill you, little hunter, I have better plans for you and your lovely friends. You see, my host manage to bring that cute little bubble butted elf along but he sadly doesn't seem to be willing to use him for our release, And that is where you and your friends come in, after I'm finished with the three of you he can finally have the energy we need and more importantly...a lot of dirty fun. And you and your friends will be begging him for it." John heard his incubus counterpart say gleefully. He could also feel himself lewdly lick his lips and ground his cock in her butt, but he could also feel her respond to it, she was actually grinding back at him and little moan were escaping her throat. John was roused out of his stupefaction at the woman display when images of himself pushing her and fucking her roughly against the tree, he instantly knew this was the incubus intention and that he needed to act quickly before his tenant could put his little fantasy into action.

"NO! STOP!" John shouted in his own mind praying it would work. If the sudden tension in his body was an indication it seems to have worked.

"Well, that is certainly new. I was unaware you were conscious when I was the one in control, dear host of mine." Said the incubus in what John understood as amusement.

"I'm not sure I like the implication that this is not the first time it happens, althought I already suspected as much, but for now how about you give me my body back?" John responded in an urgent and what he hoped was a commanded tone.

"Hmm ... I don't think this is a good idea, in fact, I'm sure it's a terrible idea. For one there is a chance we'd a blackout and leave ourself ****, and there is also the fact that you won't nail those bitches and leave us staring at that elf bubble butt all day remembering our wonderful mother heavenly ass without getting any... yea I'm affirmative that is the worst idea ... ever." The incubus rambled before continuing.

" Don't worry buddy, I'll even leave this one pussy untouched for you, can you smell it? It's already dripping and ready for us, the little slut is begging for it." The incubus said emphasing his words with a trust of the hips extracting a long and shivering moan from the captive woman.

John had heard enough and decided to take the matter into his own hands. The young strategist started to concentrate and try to regain the priority of his body. ' Come on John, this is your body and if he's capable to gain control then you should be able to do it too.' He thought while pushing his mind outward trying to break off whatever was caging him inside his own mind.

"What are you doing? Stop that, you idiot, if you go on neither of us will have control and we'll get killed!" Panicked the incubus not expecting his host to be able to fight him for control.

"Then if you don't want to die I suggest you give it back before it comes to that." John said relenting his effort a little before pushing back even harder.

"Fine! Fine dammit! You win just let me do it and stop fighting before you make us pass out." The tenant growled. John decided to trust his host and stopped his attempt. A few moments later he could feel himself being pulled out and started to feel his body has his own again.

"Here, you happy now? What the fuck is wrong with you kid? That bitch was almost **** us, why the hell did you stop me dammit!" The incubus ranted. John was not sure if being able to hear him was a good thing, not only he suspected is tenant would take full advantage of this to try and push him to take women, but it could also just indicate he was just going crazy all together. After all, his mother hadn't said anything about voice in his head or losing control of his body, but maybe the succubus just omitted or didn't even know it was going to happen. Before he could think more of it a moan that wasn't from the woman he was still holding made focus on his surroundings.

John quickly realizes the moan was coming from one of the **** women slowly waking up. It also made him aware how the air around was stupidly saturated with his pheromones, no wonder the girl had lost control and was 'practically **** them' with her butt.

That idiot had cranked their pheromones to the max, John had experimented with them while he was at the cabin with his mother. He had come to the conclusion that from 1 to 10 his mother would start to go crazy at 3, although he suspected it was partially due to his mother's insatiable libido but still made note to not ever crank it up over 5 or 6 unless it was a **** situation.

He quickly turned it all the way down and tried to move his pelvis back to avoid her incessant grinding but she whined and immediately grabbed the tree that was in front of her to steady herself, after that ground her butt back on him only this time she was rubbing her wet pussy directly onto his bulge.

"What the hell are you doing! STEP AWAY FROM HER NOW!" John heard the now awaken woman that proceded to aim her bow in his direction. But before he could respond his captive decided to speak.

"Please no, don't move away I'm almost there!" The huntress whined redoubling her effort, she was wearing leather pants but her pussy juice was still starting to soak through it. 'My god, how wet does she have to be to go through leather' he thought before getting his wits back and move back a few steps while bringing his hands up as a sign of surrender and to plead his innocence. Now he was nervously looking to both woman in turn to gauge their reaction, the awakened woman was staring at her friend in shock while said friend was humping air trying to find him again.....