Possess Ellie

Through Ellie’s eyes you see Carrie roughly spun around by the two goons while Luna starts to fight against her captors. The other two of Ellie’s minions who had been hanging around the edges of the scene move closer, preparing to help their friends strip the tall goth girl.

You know you must do something quickly if you are going to stop this. But what?

You know you are inside Ellie right now – what if you can control her body, or just make your words come out of her mouth? You try to will her to look around, but she doesn’t comply. You try moving around inside this shell, in a similar way to how you focussed on Luna’s nipples or lips earlier. You focus on her left hand, trying to make the fingers flex, but that doesn’t work either.

Returning to your previous position you watch, unable to do anything as Carrie’s bra is stripped away and thrown over to your feet. The girl to her right is now gripping the waistband of her sweatpants and pulling them down past her bottom. The little bookworm is wearing white granny panties, you notice. You feel a warmth in Ellie’s pussy, anticipating the moment when that big soft ass is exposed. You want your minions to bend her over so you can squeeze those cheeks and stick your tongue in between, then lick all the way down to her fat pussy and fuck her with your tongue until she squirts in your mouth.

Wait, these are Ellie’s thoughts, you realise. At least you think they are. No, you are pretty sure they are. You try to spread yourself out through Ellie’s body – rather than focussing on one part you try to occupy her as if she is a morph suit. You feel your fingers slip into hers, feel her shorts around your hips. You lift your hand in front of your face and see Ellie’s hand raise before you.

Ellie looks over at Luna, still struggling against her captors. They have removed her bra which is now on the floor at your feet. Her large breasts are swinging beautifully as she fights. She has some fight in her, you muse! You’d like to pin her down and straddle her beautiful face, to feel her tongue pushing against your asshole as you lap up her sweet juices.

No, this is Ellie again. Isn’t it? Is it? You shake your head to clear these thoughts and feel her brunette locks flick around your face as she shakes her head in unison with yours. You might have got this, you think!

‘Wait,’ you hear your words in Ellie’s voice. The gang stop to look at you. You try to tell them to stop, to let the girls go but you can’t. There is some resistance here.

‘Stop staring at me you simpletons!’ Ellie is speaking now without you. ‘Strip those bitches!’

The minions go back to their work. Carrie’s baggy sweatpants are around her ankles now and the girl on the left holds her bent over the handrail while the other pulls her panties down. Her ass is big, and soft, like pillows in an expensive hotel. Luna has lost her pleated miniskirt now, and is kicking out at her enemies as they try to grip her thong.

As hard as you try you can’t make Ellie stop this. She is so determined to strip these girls naked you just can’t break through that. You cast around in her mind to find another way, something you might actually be able to get her to say or do.

-

‘Stop!’ cries out Ellie. Her voice is strained, unusual sounding. ‘I’ve got a better idea.’

Everybody stares at her, standing still and breathing heavily. Carrie has been turned around with her back to the railing, her panties and sweatpants around her ankles. Her arms are held out at her sides to prevent her covering herself. Luna’s thong has been ripped away and her fishnet stockings are torn right down to her boots as she stands there panting, glistening with sweat from the exertion, wearing just her boots and the black choker.

‘Everybody strip,’ Ellie says, looking unsure.

‘What?’ asks Ruby, a mean looking redhead holding one of Luna’s wrists.

Ellie steps forward. ‘If this looks like we’ve stripped them against their will, the photos will be useless. We’ll get into a lot of trouble. If it looks like a naked party, well, that’s different.’

‘Boss,’ Katie, a blonde standing next to Carrie clears her throat, ‘I don’t want my tits on the internet.’

‘We’ll censor your faces, dipshit!’ shouts Ellie, seeming more confident now. ‘So either strip or fuck off out of my sight. And know this, if you don’t do as I say your punishment will be swift and ****.’

The girls look around at each other. It sort of made sense about the pictures but nobody was willing to start taking their clothes off, as scared as they were of Ellie.

As if sensing their trepidation Ellie speaks again. ‘Look, I’ll go first.’

Her hands pause at the hem of her white t-shirt as if there is some internal struggle, then suddenly her arms whip up and peel the shirt off over her head. Reaching behind her to unclip her bra she drops it to the floor and holds her shoulders back to accentuate her firm round breasts. Her nipples are rock hard, the other girls notice.

Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts she bends to slide them and her panties down and steps out of them. Now naked, she moves her arms across her breasts and pussy for a second, then awkwardly, robotically plants her hands on her hips.

‘Now fucking hurry the fuck up,’ she says, breathing heavily.

-

You can’t believe this is working! This was the only idea where Ellie’s resistance crumbled. You could sense that there was a part of her which actually relished the idea of having everybody strip naked. Especially Kimmy and Sarah, the two blondes standing by the goth. Ellie has wanted to see their snatches for a long time now, and has often wondered how they would taste.

Standing here, naked, Ellie’s heart is thumping in her chest. She’s ashamed and exhilarated. She’s actually wondering how far she can push this as she watches her gang strip out of their clothes. Such a lovely range of firm breasts, so many juicy pussies lined up in front of her. Carrie and Luna look confused and stunned – nobody is holding them or even paying them any attention but they are still standing there watching the scene, transfixed.

Ellie surveys the girls standing before her. ‘No, no, no!’ you make her say. ‘This is no good, this needs to look like everybody is having fun! Smile, bitches!’

Nervous glances and **** smiles all round. Not really much better for a naked lesbian photo shoot.

‘Everybody needs to get turned on. Katie, kiss Mary.’ Katie and Mary look at each other uneasily and take a half step closer together.

‘Ashley, lick Alice’s nipples. Kimmy and Sarah, come here.’ Everybody was staring at Ellie now.

‘Fucking move it! We don’t have all fucking day!’

Katie and Mary move together and gingerly kiss. Ellie yells at them again and they kiss for longer, and with more vocal encouragement from their boss they eventually wrap their arms around each other and press their lips together. Ashley, the redhead, stoops to take one of Alice’s erect nipples in her mouth. Ellie closes her eyes and rolls her head back as she forces Kimmy’s and Sarah’s mouths against her breasts. She moans softly as she manages to guide her stiff buds between their lips and feels their tongues swirling around.

Luna sidles to Carrie and nudges her. Both girls start to slowly and quietly move down the bleacher steps away from whatever is happening here. At the bottom Luna looks back to see Ellie lay down on her back and push the two girl’s heads down between her legs. Then the tall goth and the little nerd step around the handrail and are gone.

You keep barking instructions in Ellie’s voice until you know Carrie and Luna are safely away. By the time you decide to vacate the brunette bully's mind you have Alice lightly spanking Ashley’s bottom and Katie and Mary are fondling each other’s breasts as they continue to kiss. You withdraw from Ellie – the fleeting feeling of emptiness is there for a moment and you miss the sensation of having two girls lick your inner thighs and pussy, but you are not sad to be separated from the unpleasantness in her mind.

You feel exhaustion wash over you – that was hard work! But before you depart to check on your friends you smile as you hear Ellie screaming ‘Get the fuck off me you fucking filthy dykes! What the fuck are you doing!?’