Changli

The wandering frequency would find itself in the city of Jinzhou during his search to get a physical body. He couldn't just slip into anyone's form. He had a desire.... a preference, if you will. He would not be satisfied with the body of any regular Resonator. It needed to be the kind that would satisfy this emptiness he was feeling.

He was unsure whether it was a thirst for power or the urge to fulfill a desire he once had back when he was still human. Whatever it was, he wouldn't stop until it was satiated. The people, civilians and Resonators alike, went on with their lives, unaware of this lone soul seeking a vessel.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No one met his boxes. It seemed things would go nowhere if he continued looking for a body outside. Perhaps what he was looking for lay inside those important-looking buildings? Yes, that just might be it. Not wishing to waste any more time, he went into City Hall.

The frequency didn't spare a glance for those he deemed "too normal." Logic dictated that important people would likely be up top. Then, it happened.

The warm sensation of power was felt.

It was like a quiet yet intense heat in a container that dared to break free. The frequency followed the source, phasing through the wall to meet a woman with salmon-pink hair and golden eyes. Her gaze focused on the book she was reading while comfortably sitting on the bench.

Her generous figure was hidden by a white dress with a splash of blank. Though, in their opinion, they weren't sure if it would be properly called a dress when it barely covered her meaty thighs.

She was a beauty- a bombshell even. But what truly caught his attention was her scarlet left hand. He felt the great power lingering, and he felt like it was a testament to what she could do.

That urge pulsed within his formless figure once more. Their attention turned to their large tits, specifically the Tacet Mark under them. Slowly, inch by inch, he swooped into it.

The woman's eyes widened, and her body began to shake, convulsing in intervals as her golden eyes rolled back. The frequency of the formless man clashed with the flames of the Resonator within her body. The woman fell sideways on her seat, shaking every passing second. It was like dealing with a firebird of some kind.

Resistance, however, was futile for a **** spirit in need.

When her convulsion stopped, "her" eyes opened, looking down at the mounds of flesh attached to her chest. A smile began to form, not from her own will but from another. The scarlet hand would run through those luscious curves as if inspecting a valuable antique, wanting to appreciate every inch and softness they possess. One hand became two as both stroked the curvy figure up and down before one settled into one breast while another was between their legs.

"This... is exactly what I wanted." They purred in a sultry lit. The frequency, formerly formless, grinned as he squeezed his marshmallow-like tit. "Mmm... Perfect..."

His scarlet hand slipped underneath the dress he now wore as it got squished between the thickness of his stolen thighs. There was nothing between his legs, but that didn't seem to bother him one bit. In fact, he loved it. The cunt between his legs was already growing wet fast. That only encouraged him to grope his new assets again.

"What fun can I have now, I wonder?"