To Be Nell Again

"I'd... rather not." Nessa muttered, wincing as Sabel dug her claws into her lap and hopped down. "It's exhausting..."

"Please?" Elle asked, shuddering as you prodded the center of the area radiating heat through her jeans.

"It's up to you, Nessa." You said with a smile, moving your other hand up Elle's shirt as the redhead trembled. "If you'd rather not, it's fine by me."

"I could channel you, if you'd prefer." Tori offered, giggling as Elle let out a squeal as a result of the gentle pinching her nipple was receiving. "Or I could make Talia or Izzy channel you, that could-"

"I'm not gonna make anyone do anything." You interrupted as Talia sighed in relief. Izzy was still giggling, completely and utterly wasted. Somehow. "'Course-"

"Why don't those two just hop in Kelly together?" Andrea suggested. "Like we all did with Elessa, except just those two. And then use your phone to change Kelly to Nell's appearance."

"The pseudo-channeling?" Elle squeaked.

"That's what we're calling it?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, we agreed on that when we were all Elessa." Nessa muttered, her cheeks red. "It's basically just the same as voluntarily channeling anyway..."

"Gotcha. You down?" You asked, grunting as Elle squirmed more and more on your lap. "It's up to you..."

---

"You're such an asshole sometimes! You know how embarrassing it is to cum in front of everyone?!" Nell shouted as she threw you onto Elle's bed and pounced where you fell. "That was-"

"Just Elle, I imagine." You whispered as Nell nodded and started kissing your chest, cooing and mumbling your name. "Nessa's good with this? We kinda put her on the spot..."

"Of course she is!"

"I'm just-"

"You're making sure, I know. It means a lot to her. And everyone, really." Nell whispered, gulping as her soft, warm fingers wrapped around your shaft. "You're raring to go too, I see."

"If the Nessa part of you changes your mind, leave Kelly's body when-"

"Do you seriously not get it?!" Nell hissed, staring deep into your eyes. "What happened is in the past. You're here now. You'd never hurt her, she trusts you."

"That's why-"

"You're not taking advantage of her." Nell assured, gracing you with a smile as she slowly started moving her hand up and down, stroking your shaft. "Or anything like that. She loves you. So don't ask so much. And don't feel guilty."

"I... I..." You stammered, gulping as Nell placed her lips on yours and slowly **** her tongue inside.

"She's been trying to say that since the first time you two did it." Nell whispered as she ended the kiss. "That's why Elle wanted to become me again, you know..."

"What?"

"I didn't have the time last time I was like this. And Nessa doesn't have Elle's... assertiveness." Nell whispered, gracefully sliding your member inside her folds as she adjusted her position on top of you. "K-Kelly's incredible!"

"We're done talking then?" You grunted, holding Nell's ass as she started slowly raising and lowering it.

"No shit." Nell moaned, jamming her tongue back into your mouth...

---

"Don't wanna shower?" You whispered as Nell stared up at the ceiling beside you, your chests rising and falling in tandem.

"I'm fine." Nell whispered back, frantically searching for your hand with her own, squeezing it tightly once she found it. "Your hands are fuckin' huge..."

"Eh?"

"It's a compliment."

"Well... thanks."

"I'd check to see if you're blushing, but I'm tapped." Nell chuckled, giving your hand another squeeze. "God, my hair's sticking to my face, I should've made it shorter."

"Speaking of..."

"What?"

"Nessa's probably overdue for a cut, right?"

"Just the bangs."

"Really?"

"She wants to grow it out." Nell said, scooting closer with a grunt.

"It's halfway down her back." You said, grunting as you turned onto your side to look at Nell.

"Yeah. Remember her Aunt Viv?" Nell asked, grinning at you as she pulled a blanket up around the two of you. "Motorcycle."

"Oh yeah!" You shouted, the memories flooding back. "I remember that time she put in her... what's that side seat on the bike called?"

"A sidecar? How didn't-"

"Don't be giving me grief." You ordered, getting a giggle out of Nell as she snuggled closer and kissed your chin. "Anyway... she took me and Tori in her sidecar. We squeezed in there and went probably... I remember thinking we were going at least a hundred."

"Pfft. Fifteen, probably. Viv's crazy, but not that crazy."

"I remember Tori screaming."

"Meaning you were screaming."

"Maybe from Tori's hair whipping me in my face!" You joked, getting a giggle out of Nell.

"It was probably Aunt Viv's, you know." Nell whispered, a soft smile on her face. "All the way down to her butt..."

"Yo-Nessa's growing it that long?"

"That's the plan..." Nell sighed, closing her eyes.

"I thought Kelly's body didn't need to sleep."

"Yeah, well, the two minds inside it are exhausted." Nell whispered. "Especially Nessa..."

"Sleep good then." You whispered back, giving Nell a peck on the forehead. "Warm enough?"

"I could be warmer." Nell mumbled, nuzzling her face into your chest and taking a deep breath. "You smell so nice..."

"Huh?"

"It's not weird." Nell mumbled, taking another deep breath...

The Next Day

"God, these are too heavy!" Tori grunted as she dropped the pair of heavy books onto the kitchen table. "Curse Compendia, Volume 1 and 2. Why'd you want them, Pete?"

"Figured I'd read through them." You answered as Tori sat beside you with a groan. "You never read them, after all..."

"Did too." Tori muttered. "Just not... all of them..."

"They're pretty dry." Nessa yawned, rubbing her eyes.

"I remember that from when I was Peri." You muttered, recalling the overwhelming sense of dread and apathy from pouring through Tori's memories of how her curse worked. "Seeing as how I'm the handler for four channelers now, I-"

"You're only Nessa's and mine." Tori interrupted. "Proxies don't get handlers."

"But-"

"You don't remember that from being Peri?" Tori asked with a sigh. "Volume 2, page... uh..."

"Check the table of contents." Elle suggested, sputtering as she tried to sip her morning coffee.

"You added salt instead of sugar, didn't you?" Andrea asked with a smile. "I'll get you another cup."

"It's like... page 240 something..." Tori mumbled, biting her bottom lip. "There's no table of contents, don't bother checking."

"No..." You muttered, flipping through pages 240 through 249. "But there is something interesting here..."

"Really? In that?" Tori asked with a sigh. "Hit me with it."

"It's about what you can and can't channel." You said, stroking your chin. "Like, you can't channel plants. Probably. It literally says probably."

"You're joking." Tori muttered, raising an eyebrow.

"It makes sense." Nessa muttered, her eyes wide. "Plants 'need' water and sunlight, but I've never been **** to take care of a flower. Or a blade of grass I stepped on."

"Huh. No jellyfish, starfish, sea cucumber..." You read, wondering how many tests previous channelers had to do to find that out. "There's no explanation though. Tori?"

"What?"

"You're the vet." Andrea explained with a shrug.

"I don't exactly see those animals very often, you know." Tori muttered, shaking her head. "They don't have brains though. Maybe that's why they can't be channeled."

"They don't have brains?" Elle grumbled, nursing her new, unsalted coffee. "How does that even work?"

"Don't ask me." Tori sighed. "Anything else interesting?"

"I think so. Insects are 'rarely channeled' for some reason. Arachnids too." You summarized, raising an eyebrow. "Maybe because they're too small?"

"Good." Nessa whispered with a shudder. "I'd hate to have eight legs..."

"Well..." You muttered, feeling some glares. "Seven-"

"That's not how that would work." Andrea muttered, clicking her tongue. "I'm sure of that."

"A-ny-way..." You began, your eyes widening as your eyes reached a new paragraph. "That's worrying."

"What is?" Nessa asked, leaning forward onto the table. "Where are you at?"

"Here." You answered, holding your finger in place and tapping the page. "The ghost bit."

"GHOST?!" Talia shouted at the entryway to the kitchen, her eyes wide. "WHAT ABOUT-"

"Somebody doesn't like ghosts." Izzy murmured, grabbing Talia from behind with a sly grin. "Morning."

"Holy... remind me not to go anywhere haunted." Tori muttered with a gulp as she finished reading the paragraph.

"W-What? Why?!" Talia shouted, shaking as Izzy held her waist from behind and snickered.

"'Channelers, proxies, and other Accursed are highly susceptible to possession from spirits and such due to their low spiritual resistance. Furthermore, it is not only possible, but likely, that spirits can be channeled, particularly if they have a particular reason for staying in this plane of existence.'" You read out loud.

"You're shitting me..." Talia muttered, the blood draining from her face. "Why is this happening to me..."

"You know the answer to that." Izzy whispered, nibbling Talia's ear with a smile.

"So this is why you two just had to share a room?" You asked, shaking your head. "Help me read these, cover-to-cover, if you're that worried."

"I-I'll do that." Talia muttered. "Anything to avoid ghosts."

"Have fun." Tori grumbled, rubbing your arm as she shook her head. "You gonna spend all day reading? Or help me with my stuff? Same to you, Nessa. Reading? Like a nerd? Or channeling some of my patients alongside me?" Tori asked...