The only way

(Rafael)

*I was still floating in my parents' room, thinking about everything that had just happened. Thank God no one would ever know—except for me and the entities that had possessed my original body and my mother's. I floated over to my room and saw my body in the same state they’d left it; I floated inside and slipped back into it. I just wanted to see if I needed anything, but incredibly, I felt no hunger, thirst, or anything else—except for a mix of pain and pleasure in my cock. It seemed whoever possessed me had eaten and drunk water using my body. I stepped out of my body again before anyone could possess it once more. Since it was dinnertime, no one would come into my room if I kept the door closed, so I floated out of the house.*

"If I stay in astral projection mode, they might be able to see my astral form, and that would be a huge problem. I need a body—fast!"

*I thought about everyone in my house, but they could all become targets at any moment. Then I thought about the house next door; I’d been there once before and could go again. I floated over and saw everyone sitting at the dinner table, eating and chatting. I considered who I could possess: there was Paulo, the husband, but he was out of shape and didn't seem very interesting to use. There were Jonathan and Max, but just as I looked at them, thinking about possessing them, they both finished eating and ran off to their rooms. Marta tried to get them to wash their plates but gave up, grumbling that she’d do the dishes herself. My attention shifted solely to Marta; I’d been in her body once before and wouldn't mind using it again for just one night. I floated quickly toward her body, but I think I was too fast; I possessed her, causing her to jump slightly as she rose from the chair and shake violently, though I soon took control.*

(Paulo)

*Startled by the noise of the chair, he turned quickly toward Marta.*

"Hey, honey, is everything okay? What was that? What happened? Are you alright?" (Rafael)

"Gathering my wits... I mean, yes, I'm fine, Paulo—very fine. I think I'll go take a shower now."

*I stand up, and just as I start to leave, Paulo speaks up.*

(Paulo)

"But, honey, what about the dishes? You said you'd wash them, and you're always saying you hate leaving dishes for the next day."

(Rafael)

*I freeze in place, feeling a flash of anger and indignation—but I'm Marta now; I need to keep up appearances. After all, I don't know who might be possessed.*

"Of course, Paulo! I'll wash everyone's dishes!" *I start clearing the dishes from the table and watch Paulo carry some away to the bedroom, leaving me alone. I begin washing up, but—naturally—I decide to have a little fun while I'm at it. I grab Marta’s phone—which unlocks using her face—and put on a pair of Bluetooth earbuds I found lying around. I connect them to the phone and start watching a porn video while I wash the dishes. By the time I finish, I can't tell which is wetter: my shirt or my pussy. I wrap things up and head to the bedroom. When I arrive, Paulo is in bed, half-naked in his underwear, looking at his phone. I walk right past him but catch a glimpse of the bulge in his briefs; it looks huge, though I suppose it’s just the underwear. I go into the bathroom, strip off all my clothes, and look at myself in the mirror.*

"Hey... since I'm in this body, I might as well play around a bit, right? *Cough, cough.* I, Marta, am a slut—haha! I, Marta, am so kinky! Let me see... oh, I know! I, Marta, am such a perverted mom! I masturbated in the living room and then stood naked in front of my son! Haha, yeah, this is great. What if I recorded it to send to my original body?

That’s... a terrible idea. After all, things aren't exactly good with my original body. I think I'll just sleep here tonight."

*I turn on the shower and start washing up. I don't really know how to wash a woman's body properly, so I just do it the best way I know how and turn the water off. I realize there’s no towel in the bathroom. I take a deep breath and open the door to ask Paulo for one, but I see him asleep with his phone in his hand, so I realize I have to get it myself. I step out and look around but can't find a towel anywhere. I wander through the house; the only place I think there might be one is the boys' room. So, I walk naked through the house, dripping water on the floor. I reach their door and open it slowly. I see Jonathan lying there and assume Max is asleep too, so I open the door fully and walk into the room with my back turned, and then...* (Max)

"Mom? What are you doing naked and wet in our room? Did something happen?"

(Rafael)

*I turn around slowly, thinking of an excuse*

"Hi, Max... I was looking for a towel because in your mom's room—in *my* room, actually—there aren't any, so I came to get one here... Do you have one you could lend me?"

*I'm nervous; I can't let the truth slip to anyone, and he caught me at a really bad time*

(Max)

"Of course there aren't any, Mom—you washed them all and forgot! Good thing I didn't let you wash mine; you can take it, but please wash it afterwards!"

*He gets up, grabs the towel from the bathroom, and hands it to Marta, unaware that it wasn't her*

(Rafael)

*I grab the towel, and just as I’m about to leave, I notice something*

"Hey, Max, is your brother okay? I didn't see him so much as stir with all the noise we were making!"

(Max)

"Oh, yeah, sure—you know Jonathan is a really heavy sleeper; he practically won't be waking up anytime soon! I'm going to sleep now, too, so goodnight, Mom!" *he lies down, pulling the covers up to his neck*

(Rafael)

*I walk out the door, finding the situation odd, but I don't know them, so what they said must be true—after all, I'm not their mother, I'm just inhabiting her body. As I walk, I think:*

"Since everyone is asleep... and I'm awake, I think I'll have a little fun. But I'll do it in the living room; I don't want to risk Paulo waking up and wanting to do anything to me."

*I walk down the stairs, still naked with a towel in my hand, and sit on the sofa, soaking it with my wet bottom. I pause for a few seconds and grab my phone again—this time without headphones—put on some porn, and start watching while lightly touching my clitoris. I speed up as the porn intensifies, then squeeze her left breast with the hand holding the phone, while my right hand keeps rubbing my pussy. I feel the climax coming, so I cover my mouth and come, stifling my moan with my hand while arching my back and trembling with pleasure, soaking the sofa even more. I catch my breath, get up from the sofa—thinking about cleaning up the mess but deciding against it—and walk naked to Marta's room. I reluctantly lie down next to Paulo; he turns over and hugs me from behind. I feel his disgusting cock, but my body—having just climaxed—reacts to the touch and starts to heat up. I realize just how huge that cock is for this body, but I fight the urge by focusing on how disgusted I am at the idea of ​​doing anything with him—especially as a woman—and then I sleep through the night.*