An “occult research club” at college.

You’re short on money, so you can’t afford any other services. However, there is a “Secret Society Devoted to Uncovering the Occult” at your school. While it’s probably just a club of nerds, it’s better than nothing.

After your next school day, you head to the club, and tell the club’s only present member, Helena, a chubby, purple haired girl with a flair for dramatics.

“…and that’s what’s been happening. I think I’m possessed, and I need your help. Can you… exorcise her, or something?” You finish your summary of the events up to this point.

“Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmm. I dare say, a real, genuine ghost! A perfect firs—er, I mean, normal request for our humble club! Unfortunately, Marie isn’t here today to help us, so I’ll have to perform the ritual entirely by myself!” She says, moving her hands around with every proclamation.

“As long as it works…”

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An hour later, Helena’s set up a convoluted “ritual”, consisting of a red pentagram painted on the floor, various “magic” books, a strand of your hair, and an aged piece of paper with a bunch of— you’re not sure what to call them—runes on it. Helena said it was a “magical scroll”, but you find it hard to believe.

“Alright, now stand in the circle! I shall perform the ancient ritual, Exorcisio Paradigm, and free that spirit from your mortal vessel!”

“…sure.” You comment, moving to the center. This is ridiculous.

“Answer me, o-ancient spirits! Release the spirit that binds his soul to another’s! Expel her, so she may move on from this world!” She beings, a dark purple light radiating from the pentagram as you begin to feel lightheaded.

“Wait, is this real?” There’s no wa—

“Exorcisio Paradi—achoo!” She sneezes. Must’ve been the dusty old pap—

Purple light surrounds both of your bodies, and you feel… something being torn out of your body.

“Ahhhh!!!”

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“Agh… that girl almost succeeded in exorcising me.” Queeny comments, her spirit forcibly removed from John’s body.

Queeny takes a glance at her surroundings once her vision returns, and is met with an… interesting arrangement.

Both John and Helena’s spirits, ****, floating outside of your bodies. Ripe and ****.

“Wow girl, you really went the extra mile. It’s a shame your sneeze messed up the finale. Two spirits, removed from their bodies entirely… now this is something a girl can appreciate.”

Queeny hovers around the two **** spirits, considering her options.

“What to do, what to do… I could put myself inside your spirit, John, like a parasite. Wearing your spirit like skin, able to control your thoughts all the while you’ll be unaware that I even exist anymore. And if I’m in there for long enough… perhaps our spirits will merge fully, and I’ll be able to come back to life permanently, in YOUR body.” Soul Possession to Fusion, a delectable outcome.

“Of course, I could also possess that Helena girl. Not like compatibility will matter if I’m inside her spirit. Could probably tease you with her chubby belly, or something. She doesn’t have bad tits either…” Queeny says, before taking a deeper look at her. “Oho… seems she’s packing a bit… extra down there. How rare.”

“Or perhaps I could merge the two of you together. You’re both ****, I could just push your souls into each other… No, a better idea. This Helena girl, she’s incompetent, but she has real magical tomes here. Why stop at soul fusion with you two? With these books… I could probably merge your bodies together too! Put your merged souls in your merged body, and you’ll have never have thought you were anything else but a… chubby hermaphrodite. Yes, that could work.”

“I could even throw myself into the mix with you two, fit myself right between your souls as you combine together. Then we’ll all be one, but I’ll be the one in charge!”

“Ohoho… so many options. What to do, what to do?”