Chad explains himself

“So, you’re telling me that you can just take over someone’s body at will? And you’re saying you can do this to anyone, regardless of gender or anything else?” I ask, trying to make sense of what he’s saying.

Chad nods enthusiastically. “That’s right, man. Like I said I’ve been doing it for a while now. It’s like a superpower or something. I can possess anyone and control them completely, well within a certain distance. It’s pretty wild, huh?”

I shake my head in disbelief. This is all too much. “But, why would you want to do that? And what happens to the person you’re possessing? Do they have any say in the matter?” I say.

Chad shrugs. “I dunno, man, for the person I’m possessing, well, they don’t really have a say in the matter, the person is asleep deep inside their own head, so they don't remember anything I did as them, I’m in complete control, you know, it’s sort of a crazy feeling of power and control, I can make anyone my fuck toy to do it with as I please” Chad said.

I can feel my blood starting to boil. This is not okay. Chad is essentially talking about taking away someone’s free will and using their body for his own amusement. It’s sickening.

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing,” I say, my voice shaking with anger. “You can’t just go around possessing people like that. It’s wrong on so many levels. And what if you hurt someone? What if something goes wrong?”

Chad just laughs. “Relax, man. I’ve got it all under control. I’ve never hurt anyone before. It’s all in good fun. I will say that morally what I do is very questionable I will admit.”

I feel a sense of unease creeping over me. It’s like I’m walked in a different world, one that’s darker and more twisted than I ever thought possible. I shake my head again. I can’t even begin to process this.

“I’m sorry, Chad. I can’t condone this. It’s just not right.”

Chad just shrugs and walks away, still smirking. I’m left standing there, feeling sick to my stomach. I can’t believe that this is real, that he **** Stacy to do this sick twisted fantasy with Roman. Just how many poor people where victims of Chad’s fun?

Chad notices my shock and laughs, “Relax, man. It’s not like I’m possessing people left and right. I only do it occasionally for fun” Chad turns winks to Roman who is sporting an evil smirk.

My mind is racing with questions.

“How is this even possible? Are you some kind of supernatural being or a mutant?”

Chad shrugs, “I don’t really know, man. It’s just something I discovered I could do one day, I had not jerk off in a bit and when I did *poof* I’m someone else, honestly, it’s pretty cool. I get to experience life from a completely different perspective, being a female is wild!” I can’t wrap my head around what Chad is saying. The implications of his abilities are immense, and I’m not sure how to feel about it.

“What about the people you possess? What happens to them? How do you know you won’t hurt them?” I ask, feeling concerned.

Chad rolls his eyes, “Relax, I always make sure to leave them better off than when I found them. And besides, it’s not like I do it for long periods of time. Just long enough to have a little fun.”

I’m not sure if I should be reassured or even more worried. Chad’s abilities are something straight out of a sci-fi movie or better yet I horror movie, and I’m not sure I’m ready to believe it’s real. But as I look into his eyes, I can tell he’s telling the truth, at least to some extent.

I take a deep breath and try to compose myself, “Alright man I believe you”