Dawn somehow possess Cynthia, but you possess take them both!

Written by frostydarkdog

You felt your slimy form being **** out of Cynthia's body but as you leave her form, you can feel another presence filling her up behind you. As you splat to the floor, you turn and look at Cynthia's body,when she stops convulsing you notice her eyes have become a sweet, Prussian blue... Just like Dawn's. She begins to grab and grope at her hair and newly enlarged chest.

"Oh my god..." She murmurs as she turns to a nearby mirror, "I'm gorgeous..." Dawn said in Cynthia voice. It seems that Dawn is now possessing Cynthia.

She almost cries in joy as she feels up her new DD chest, basking in the pleasure of her newly mature body. She lets out a second moan as she feels up her new, strong abs that she could've only dreamed of as a teen. You can't help but feel very jealous of her body as you look upon her sexy form.

'Wait, what! How did that even happen?!' you think rather than say as you no longer have a mouth to speak with. It seems that Dawn is too busy checking out her new body to even acknowledge you, giving you time to think. 'You'd better enjoy it while it lasts, Dawn, because you're not gonna have that body for much longer. That body is rightfully MINE!' You conveniently ignore the fact that you had also stolen that body to begin with. With that, you quickly formulate a plot to take back what's "yours".

Now armed with a plan, you look over towards "Cynthia" who is still sitting on the couch with her hands roaming her various curves. 'Guess she still hasn't noticed me. Perfect.' You quickly slither over towards the couch and crawl up next to "Cynthia" undetected. 'Alright you little bitch, give me back my body!' With that last thought, you turn your goo form into four tendrils. Lunging your tendrils towards "Cynthia", you aim one at her tight pussy, another at her firm ass, and one to each of her sensitive, pink little nipples.

Seeing some movement out of her peripheral vision, Dawn tears her eyes away from her borrowed body just in time to see your tendrils hit their marks. Loud, sensual moans escape her throat as she feels her various entrances being filled by your goo. You make sure to frequently change the rate at which you're entering her body to increase the pleasure she's feeling. Drowning her in pleasure should keep her from being able to fight back.

Throughout this whole process, you bring Dawn to several mini-orgasms. By the time you're almost completely inside of Cynthia, "she" is lying limply against the couch, panting and moaning tiredly with her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her eyes half-lidded. With one final rush, you **** the remainder of your goo into your "rightful" body. As this occurs, Dawn experiences the most intense orgasm of her life. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and she lets out one last drawn out, pleasure-filled moan before falling ****. You also black out, but only momentarily.

When you next open your eyes, your gaze is immediately drawn to your new voluptuous breasts. 'Is it just me, or are my tits even bigger than before?' Indeed, Cynthia's already wonderfully large boobs had increased in size, but only slightly. They grew just enough that it was immediately noticeable to you (who knows her body perhaps even better than Cynthia herself at this point) but not disgustingly out of proportion. 'I wonder if it's because I had some of my goo go into them,' you muse as you begin fondling them. 'Damn, I think my nipples are even more sensitive than before too!' You bite your lower lip to hold in a moan as you reach your climax from just rubbing your breasts and tweaking your nipples. After a few minutes of basking in the wonderful sensation that is the afterglow of an orgasm in Cynthia's, or rather your new, body, you remember the reason why you were thinking of these sensations as new in the first place.

When your legs no longer feel like they're made of jelly, you sit up, enjoying the feeling of your bigger breasts jiggling slightly in the process, and look towards the floor. There, you see a puddle of a blue slime-like substance resting between your newly reacquired dainty feet. "That must be Dawn..." you say softly to yourself just to hear your sexy, melodious voice. You reach towards the puddle with one of your slim feminine hands before stopping abruptly. 'What if this means she has the same powers as me now? After seeing how she reacted to accidentally having Cynthia's body for just a little while, who's to say she won't do everything she can to take it back?' Steeling your resolve, you think, 'I can't let that happen again. This is MY body and I won't let it be taken from me by anyone!'

With your mind made up, you decide to try fusing yourself with Cynthia. Unsure of how to actually accomplish this, you first retract your outstretched arm and then lay down along the couch. You direct your thoughts inward, focusing on integrating your being with the body of the Sinnoh Champion. Little by little, new memories appear before you. Quickly realizing that these belong to Cynthia, you are motivated to keep going as it seems to be working. The process speeds up significantly as you gain confidence in what you're doing.

After what feels like an eternity, but is really only about five minutes, you finish. Opening your eyes back up, you feel much more comfortable in your body. Almost like you're more at home, more...natural. Above all, it just feels...right. You stand up, being careful to step around the blue puddle that remains unchanged, and head over to a mirror you spotted in the room. As you walk, you feel your movements are unconsciously much more graceful and elegant; more...Cynthia-like. When you spot your reflection in the mirror, you feel a sense of belonging, a sense that this is exactly how things should be.

'Wow, it worked! This feels amazing! I really am Cynthia...permanently,' you muse as a wide grin spreads across your face. 'I wonder if I still have the ability to change into goo...' Still looking in the mirror, you raise a hand in front of you to about neck level. You concentrate on turning your hand into liquid, and sure enough after a few moments of trying, you succeed. "Hell yeah!" you exclaim as your smile widens even further. "Now not only am I Cynthia, but I can still possess other girls if I ever feel like it!"

All of a sudden, a thought comes into your head and sours your mood. 'Wait. If I'm Cynthia, then what exactly happened to the original Cynthia? Is her spirit, consciousness, whatever gone for good? Did I just effectively...kill...my favorite person in this world out of my own selfishness?' You shudder at the thought. Now a bit more downtrodden, you distract yourself by turning your attention towards a new concern. That concern is of course, the puddle of blue liquid that is still lying motionlessly on the floor by the couch.

With your body now secure and safe from any possible invasion, you make your way back towards the puddle. "Now, what do I do with you?" you wonder aloud. Upon hearing your voice, the goo begins to energetically gather together into a blob form. "Before you even THINK about trying to get back in my, yes MY, fantastic body, you should know that it won't work. Believe me...I made certain of it," you scold the slime with a triumphant smirk plastered on your gorgeous face. At this news, the blob seems to almost deflate a bit as though disappointed.

"I'll tell you what. Because you helped me to realize that I should be much more appreciative of what I have-" you pause to run your slim, feminine hands over your large, beautiful assets and all the way down to your new, smooth, slightly slick crotch, "-I'll help you get yourself a body of your choosing." The blob of goo wiggles to show it's interest. "Hmm, we're gonna need a better way to communicate. This wiggling/guessing game isn't gonna cut it."

Suddenly the front door opens, immediately drawing your attention. "Dawn! I'm home!" Johanna exclaims as she walks in. Luckily for you, she is much more preoccupied with closing the front door than looking around the room. 'Perfect! We can use Dawn's mom for now,' you think. You quickly scoop up the blue blob of goo and quietly rush over to Johanna. After closing the door, Johanna sees the keys that Dawn never picked up off the floor. "What a messy girl," she sighs to herself. As she bends down to grab the keys, you stop as you experience a sense of déjà vu. You shake your head for a moment to refocus, feeling your long luxurious blonde hair tickle your backside in the process. As Dawn's mom returns to a standing position, you close the remaining distance, grab the back of her head with one hand and shove the blue liquid into her face with the other. You keep your hand on her face until the entirety of the goo enters her body. Once it does, Johanna falls to the ground, her body writhing and shuddering, gasping and groaning a bit as she tries to fight off the invasion on her body.

When Dawn's mother finally relaxes and steadies her breathing, you know that it is no longer Johanna in control. She stands up and stares at your desirable, naked form in disbelief.

Upon seeing her reaction, you ask, "Dawn? Are you okay?"