Keep a Low Profile

There was no telling how much resistance his host would put up if he tried to take control of her, and even if he did succeed, making a move for the tool when so many eyes were watching would have gotten him immediately caught.

Aaron decided to lurk in the back of his host's mind, using the time instead to fume silently at his bad fortune and stupidity. It had been a stupid idea to come back so soon to where the tool had been lost. Now his back ached and his bladder was full and his nipples itched and he couldn't breathe properly because of the bulky weight attached to his body's stomach.

A sudden shout brought his attention back to the world around him, and with a sinking feeling he realised one of the men had spotted the multitool and had picked it up. With no way of acting without exposing himself, he was **** to watch helplessly as both his sister's body and the tool were taken away.

Everyone was ordered to stay where they were while the fight with the college kids ended with at least two of them being cuffed, and as time passed Aaron found it more and more difficult to keep his attention on events. Instead, he felt an increasingly powerful current tugging at his mind, and it wasn't long before he came to the horrible realisation that his soul was being pulled towards his host's womb.

The dormant body inside his host was looking for a soul to fill it, and without any other option, Aaron tried to overpower his host's soul to avoid being sucked away.