Screw it, take control

Jonny swung his stolen hips from side to side, humming a showtune as he poured two tall glasses of guava juice for 'Michaela' and August. He could hear the two of them chatting down the hall, his clone perfectly entertaining their unwitting guest using the body of her close friend. He felt Catherine's pussy twitch at what was to come, and if he was in his physical form there's no doubt he would be painfully erect.

"Might need to put my member to use later." Jonny mumbled to himself, sampling some of the beverage he poured. Tasted bitter and honestly kinda gross. Maybe it was better with August's tongue, among the several other things he'd like to do with that girl's tongue. Cute fit chicks were hard to find, and Jonny wanted to get the most mileage out of August while she was visiting.

"Michaela!" Jonny called in Catherine's voice. "Come grab your friend's drink!" It was time to get things moving along.

Michaela excused herself and walked towards the kitchen, leaving August behind in her room. "What's up, fat tits?" the clone spoke in a hushed voice.

"I'm tagging in." Jonny pulled his host's daughter close, feeling their huge tits squished together, before pulling away in control of Michaela. The clone took over Catherine's body, not terribly minding the swap. Feeling content, Jonny flashed a cute wink and peace sign as he was tucked up in Michaela's body again. Her pussy was aching again; hopping between bodies in rapid succession really got him and his hosts going.

"I'm gonna mess with the ginger until I get bored and pounce." Jonny instructed, as the clone in Catherine felt up his hapless victim. "You grab my apartment key from under the mat and haul up the... relevant suitcases."

"No problem, Kayla." Catherine agreed, as she started to slide a hand down the front of her leggings.

"For fuck's sake!" Jonny batted at her arm. "We're on a tight schedule here. I'm gonna have some fun while we have August to ourselves before those other bitches show up!"

"...Alright." Catherine sighed, but not leaving the apartment before a peck on the lips from her daughter that lingered just a bit too long. Jonny loved delegating the 'work' to his clones so he could give his hosts his full attention.

"Right, time to act like our busty lil' slut Kayla." Jonny grabbed the two glasses of juice from the counter and confidently strode back in to the teen's room. August was patiently waiting, twiddling with a strand or two of her lovely curly hair as Michaela re-entered.

"Hey, where'd your mom go?" August asked. Nosy bitch must have heard the door as Catherine left, Jonny thought.

"Oh just getting something from the neighbors." Jonny twisted the truth, handing his guest her drink. He discreetly eyed August up again as he handed it off.

Those legs, man. God how he wanted to just suffocate his face between them. So long, pale, and toned, almost like August was just showing off by simply wearing jean shorts. The modest wear set him off more than anything else, and honestly he wanted to see those clothes on the ground.

"You okay?" August asked. "You're spacing out."

"Yeah, sorry! Early rise today."

The two sat and talked to pass the time, Jonny happy to allow August to lead the conversation. He took the conversation as both an acting exercise and a lesson in self-restraint. Although he wanted to shove a hand down Michaela's skirt every time August laughed or crossed and uncrossed her legs, he kept himself to a few sneaky gropes of his supple titties and ass under the skirt. He loved being in control of such a pretty young thing, who just so happened to be friends with several other pretty young things. Michaela's innate confidence and those killer shin-high laced up boots helped things, too.

Glancing at his phone's clock, it was nearly 12:30. Catherine hadn't returned yet with his suitcases but she was bound to be back soon. August told him that Lexi and Trisha would be a while longer, so Jonny decided to make his move now.

"So August, any cute boys lately?" Jonny probed as his host usually would, playing with his empty glass.

"Oh, you know." August giggled. "Same old, same old. Nobody I'm interested in. You?"

"It's funny you asked." Jonny leaned in, and August followed suit out of interest. "I hooked up with this absolute fucking stud lately." He spoke in a hushed voice, but that did little to mitigate August's shock.

"No way!" she gasped. "Where did you meet him? What does he look like? Spill! The! TEA, girl!" August's face grew redder and redder as Jonny figured she was conjuring up scandalous thoughts.

"He's actually in this apartment building." Jonny continued, twirling his host's hair. He wanted to make a little sense of intrigue here. He didn't need to try very hard to keep August enraptured, though. "He's a very assertive guy, loves to take control if you know what I mean."

"Oh, I know what you mean." August gave a knowing smile. She did not, in fact, know what 'Michaela' meant.

"Anyways, he beat the shit out of me 'til I came." Jonny continued. August's jaw hit the floor. "...Just a little! This is all there is." Jonny stood up and flashed August his ass, showing off the red marks and bruises Catherine left.

"Oh my god you slut! Put your skirt down!" August looked away as she laughed, and Jonny obliged. "So go on, tell me more about this hunk of man you stumbled upon."

"...Sweetie, I'm baaaack~" Both the girls heard Catherine return through the apartment's entrance door. Michaela's pretty face grew a sinister grin as Jonny heard the distinctive sound of wheels rolling on the wooden flooring.

"Well, time's up." Jonny stood up and stretched. "Time to have some fun with you."

"What do you mean?" August said. She looked a bit disoriented from the sudden shift in conversation.

"I want you to know that guy from last night got inside me." He spoke. "Deep, deep inside me." He cupped Michaela's impressive bust as he spoke. "You seemed interested earlier. Wanna give it a try?"

"What? But I-" Whatever August was about to say was cut short by Michaela surprisingly tackling her right out of the chair. She yelped upon impacting the carpet, and was faced with her friend pinning her down with a manic expression.

"He's gonna get soooo deep inside, and make you do some crazy shit, August." Jonny grinded Michaela's crotch against August's bare legs, loving the feeling of the smooth skin sliding.

"Get off me, Kayla!" August, now lucid, began to struggle. Having much more muscle than Michaela, she quickly started to push the black girl atop her away.

Jonny realized this just as fast, somewhat surprised however. He had to skip the remaining taunting and teasing and jump hosts fast. He messily clamped down on August's lips with his own, and funneled his spirit out that way. August's resistance immediately ceased once she felt something rise up from Michaela's throat and go down hers. Soon, she lost consciousness as Jonny took control.

"Possession complete." The perverted smile on Michaela's face earlier now belonged to August, as Jonny found himself laying on the carpet. Michaela's large breasts were pressing against his now more modest rack. Although he couldn't get enough of the feeling, he pushed Michaela's body away as the girl rolled off, limp.

"Oh, my." Catherine said, entering her daughter's room. "Just what did I walk in on?"

"Nothing special, just a changing of the guard." Jonny sauntered over to Michaela's full-body mirror and quickly dropped August's jean shorts. "Changing to a bitch with legs for days, that is." Although her underwear was plain, August's lower body was a sight to behold, with pale unblemished skin from her asscheeks all the way down to her painted toes. Her sharp facial features were a nice contrast from his other hosts' softer complexions.

He couldn't help but laugh. Already today he was Catherine Thompson, her daughter Michaela, and now August Burke. It didn't matter how strong she was - Jonny would enjoy himself regardless. Memories of August's toned, flexible body triumphing at athletic endeavors gave him plenty of wicked, awful fuel for the hours to come.

"Well, I brought the stuff up for you, boss." Catherine said, the clone dropping his host's character for now. "Should be some fun clothes her size in there, with everything we brought up."

"Great, then let's get to work." Jonny licked his lips at what was to come. He shot a clone wisp up Michaela's skirt as the girl spasmed and moaned on the ground. Jonny didn't wait up, as he wanted to have some naughty, fucked-up fun before Lexi and Trisha arrived.

Chapter by Genghartheghoul via writing.com