Let's get it on!

Stacey took a deep breath, and nodded. "Okay. I'll go first."

The speaking demon nodded and gently placed her hand on Stacey's chest. "This will feel a bit weird, but it won't hurt."

"Okay."

The demon's grip tightened, there was a pulling sensation and a feeling like the floor had dropped out from under her, and then suddenly she was spinning and floating backwards, and then just as suddenly, she stopped like she'd bumped into something.

"Wha... whoa..."

Then, Jenny's voice from overhead. "Stace? You okay?"

Stacey shook her head. "Yeah, I..."

She blinked.

Stared.

She was looking at her own body, slumped and unresponsive in the demon's arms.

She looked up, seeing Jenny giving her a worried look.

"Oh... oh my god..."

The demon grinned, caressed Stacey's face, and then slipped it's hand into her mouth and kept going.

Stacey felt a heat building up inside her as she saw her body being taken over by something that wasn't even human, and who wanted to use it for who knew what, watched as it straightened up and stood on it's own, opening eyes that flared green before settling back to their normal blue.

"Well," said Stacey's body, "How do I look?"

And that was the point Stacey discovered that it was indeed possible for a protoplasm's questionably present throat to go dry.

Jenny swallowed, gently securing her friend's protoplasm in her arms. "Uh, it... it suits you."

Demon-Stacey chuckled. "Well Jenny, did you wanna go two for two?"