Possession

Your whole body submerged in Alex's pussy, it was a tight fit, but it was warm and comfortable in there. As you went up the pathway, you ended up at an area with red, fleshy walls, although thinking that you were in her belly, there were no organs instead it was a comfy space that you could move freely.

Suddenly, you felt that your conscious was sucked away from you, you felt sleepy, and eventually, you blacked out.

When you opened your eyes again, your vision narrowed to only being able to see in front of you, but something was different, you look down again and see arms and legs, a slimy shirt, a wet pussy, and DD's.

"What? Wait, WHAT?....HOLY SHIT" Right before you wanted to express your confusion of your body, you are shocked by the fact that you were able to talk again, and you sounded just like Alex.

With the assistance of your new hands, you use your new legs to stand up and look at the mirror above the sink, Alex's face was on the other side.

"What the..." As you use Alex's hand to touch her face, your eyes couldn't believe it. You looked like her, red hair, blue eyes; you sounded just like her too. You look down at her body again, thinking this must be a dream as you slowly move her hands towards her pussy. Just as you touched it you felt immense pleasure, it left your legs strengthless, and you dropped to your knees, it took a while for you to pull yourself back together and stand up again.

You look at the mirror once more, and you accept the fact that you have possessed her body.

"Shit, what to do now..." The way you talked was even like her.

"My fucking shirt is all slimy, and my head hurts like hell."

Right as you had that thought, the slime on your shirt disappeared, you felt it absorbing into you. Well, that's one way to solve a problem, but how about your aching head? You're sure that you smell blood, in the bathroom, your body acted immediately, right before you touched your wound, the palm of your hand produced the same slime that was just absorbed by your body, you felt a pleasurable sensation as the pain flew away. You try to find the wound, but it magically disappeared.

"So that's why there weren't any cuts on my old body." You look at your palm again and try to produce slime again, and easily enough, your hand was covered with the warm, gooey substance, you do the opposite, and it just absorbs back in. But just as you were amazed by your new finding you hear knocking and on the other side of the bathroom door.

"Hey Alex, something happened."