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Chapter 6 by dsw812 dsw812

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Ahri

You phase through the first door on the left, and on the other side find none other than the leader and manager of K/DA herself, Ahri, currently sitting at the makeup table and fixing her hair in a mirror. You grin, instantly making up your mind to possess her - in Ahri's body, you'd have the respect of not only the other girls, but the entire world - and it didn't hurt that she was stunningly beautiful, too.

You slowly float across the room, eager to get a closer look at Ahri before possessing her. She's wearing her outfit from The Baddest, consisting of a highly-detailed black velvet top that left her belly exposed, a short black leather skirt, and thigh-high high heeled black boots. Her tail was currently in its crystalized form, shining in the bright lights of the dressing room, and her long blonde hair flowed down her back, fading to pink at the tips, with her dyed fox ears poking out the top of her head, and her eyes a bright and sparkling blue - you'd long suspected that the color change was magical in nature, and not just contacts, and now you had a chance to find out for sure by being the one looking through them.

You watch as Ahri finishes fixing her hair and clips an expensive-looking hairclip on before standing up, running her hands down her skirt to smooth it out before turning to head out of the room. "Oh no you don't," you think, zooming up behind her and shoving your astral form into her body, causing her to gasp and stumble forward at the contact. You press your legs up against hers, feeling them melt into hers and shrink down to fit into the tight boots, while also pushing your torso into her back, feeling her soft clothes wrap around you, and worming your hands down into her slender arms, suppressing the shudder that starts to run through her body. As you become aware of not only the weight of her breasts under her tight top, you also feel her pussy start to get wet - no doubt from Ahri's squirming and writhing at her body being stolen - and decide to finish the job by diving your head into the back of her skull, hearing her let out a faint moan before your vision goes dark.

You open your eyes with a smile - instantly knowing from the wave of new sensations that it had worked - and immediately look down at yourself to see that you're now wearing Ahri's clothes... along with her skin. You hold out your slender hands, admiring the flawless skin and exquisitely painted nails, before reaching up to cup your breasts, barely holding in a moan as you feel the soft velvet of your top rub against your bare skin. Further down, you curl your toes in your heeled boots, and briefly reached a hand down towards your pussy, now nearly dripping with arousal.

Suddenly, your new highly-sensitive fox ears pick up the sound of one of the other doors opening outside, and pause, remembering where you were and that Ahri was expected on set any minute now. "Mmmm... plenty of time for that later," you think as you reluctantly pull your hand away, deciding to get this photoshoot over with and have some more fun when you were alone. Closing your eyes, you reach into Ahri's brain and start to immerse yourself in her mind, absorbing her memories, personality, talents... everything that made Ahri who she was now belonged to you. With a smile, you open your eyes and turn to walk back over to the mirror, your heels clunking softly against the carpeted floor, before looking at your reflection and seeing Ahri herself look back at you, her brilliant blue eyes now yours. "And confirmed that it is indeed magic," you say, chuckling at the sound of Ahri's melodic voice passing through your lips, and flicking your new fox ears in excitement. Running your eyes over your reflection, you briefly strike a pose, crossing your legs and forming a heart with your fingers, just to see what it would be like.

"Hehe!" you laugh, mimicking Ahri's famous cute and high-pitched chuckle. "Looks like someone else is wearing the crown now..." Smiling, you turn with a flick of your hair and start to strut out of the dressing room, feeling your tail swish behind you with each step. "Don't worry though, Ahri... I'll make us look good."

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