Day 15b: Permanent Possession

"Opal, right?" Steven asked with a little fidget, resisting the urge to loudly exhale in relief as the purple-haired woman at the table slowly nodded her head. "Sorry, sorry, I swear there was a work emergency, I promise I wasn't..." He apologized, trailing off as a purple eyebrow slowly began to rise and a violet-lipped grin was aimed his way. "...Okay, so... we've got this... it was meant to be a janitor's closet, but corporate wanted to look good, so during construction of the building they like... 'converted' it into what they called 'the lactation station,' which... isn't a great name, gonna be honest. Added carpet and a lock on the inside and comfy chairs and all that, to make it... anyway, someone... hopefully some stupid kids or something, they got in there and... uh... 'expressed their love' with one another. So had to get that all cleaned up, check the camera footage, start an investigation... whole big mess, so... yeah, sorry I'm late."

"You know, I don't think most women would appreciate starting a first date with an excuse involving lactation and sex, Steven." The purple-haired woman chuckled, her grin growing as Steven's cheeks started to turn a bit red as he slowly tugged at the empty chair opposite her before sitting down with a bit of throat clearing. "How was work, besides that?"

"Good, good, good... I, uh... I had on my profile, but, uh... haven't really dated... in a bit, so-" Steven began to say, his next words catching in his throat as the slow, sensual caress on the back of his tense hand completely severed the journey between his brain and his lips.

"I don't have a problem... taking the lead, Steven." The soft, tantalizing lips Steven couldn't stop staring at cooed, doing the exact opposite of calming down Steven, particularly his lower half. "What do you say about..." She whispered, trailing off as she lifted up her half-empty wine glass to her lips and slowly, sensually ran her tongue around the rim, sending an excited shiver racing up Steven's spine. "...Skipping dinner, just having a few drinks... and coming... back to my place, for... what'd you call it? Expressing something?" She purred, watching Steven gulp, stammer, and fidget as he failed to spit out a single comprehendible word...

"Alright there, Ki?" Sarah asked, unable to resist gently bringing the back of her hand to her coworker, and friend's, head. "Think you've got a bit of a cold there, luv; you're burning up..."

"Ahhh, w-well... maybe?" Kiera coughed out, forcing out a nervous smile as she cleared her throat. "I uh... gonna go sit down?" She mumbled, stumbling away as she tried diverting more of her attention back across town, to a quiet restaurant, where a red-faced, bespectacled man was sitting across from "her". The poor woman, the real Opal, had been unfortunate to have matched with Steven on some dating app, with the word reaching Kiera after Sarah, his sister, complained to Kiera about Steven asking her whether or not Opal was real or some AI scam sort of thing. Kiera laughed it off at the time, of course, but wasted absolutely zero time once she got home that day.

Kiera had found a grimoire, a spellbook in other words, at an antique show some time ago and immersed herself in it, thinking it was just a prop for some low-budget film or tabletop game campaign. Until, as a joke for herself, she recited one of the spells and... it actually worked. So, when she heard the news about Steven's upcoming date, she opened the grimoire back up and tried one of the spells, one that she attempted to justify to herself. A spell that, essentially, forced her soul to undergo mitosis, one of the souls to remain in her body, and the other to enter whatever body she commanded, supplanting whatever existing soul existed inside temporarily... unless this new body was on either end of a bareback creampie, that is, at which point it would become permanent.

Permanently taking over Opal's body hadn't been Kiera's original plan. At the start, the idea was to have "Kiera Two" possess Opal, let Steven down gently, and try to nudge him into pursuing someone younger, shorter, red-haired... Kiera wasn't exactly sure what she'd say, to avoid being too weirdly specific or anything, but that was still the plan regardless. When her soul divided, however, and Kiera realized that she was both "versions" of herself simultaneously, as if she was playing two completely separate video games at the same time, her plan shifted into turning the date into a pleasant one, one that ended with a bit of kissing, maybe a bit of groping, but nothing too serious. When "Kiera Two" sank into Opal's back, forcing the poor woman's mind into the back of her own head, and Kiera could feel how incredible it felt being so tall, so svelte, so utterly drenched between her legs at the thought of the date... the permanent option became a possibility, albeit one that Kiera tried to convince herself was an option she shouldn't take. As Kiera experienced her first orgasm in Opal's body, as Opal's memories, personality, quirks, everything that made Opal herself flowed into Kiera, all becoming so easily accessible whenever, wherever Kiera wanted it... Kiera decided that the permanent option was the only option, that Steven would love the taste dripping of "her" fingers...

Kiera retreated to a bathroom eventually, insisting to Sarah that maybe she'd simply eaten some bad food or something along those lines. As she locked the door with one hand, however, her other hand was between her legs, her eyes forced shut as "Opal" was stripped naked on her bed by a panting, red-faced Steven. Kiera shuddered as, in real time, she felt Steven's cock slip into Opal's womanhood, shaping its new sheath to fit around it. As Steven began thrusting, Kiera felt her vision blur, the line between both "versions" of herself beginning to quiver and warp. A concerned knock at the bathroom door was answered with Opal's voice, a moan of Steven's name shouted with Kiera's, a spasming pair of bucking hips on both sides as, forever, the actual Opal was turned into nothing more than a part of a Kiera... and Steven's horny, moaning girlfriend writhing in pleasure below his sweaty body, all while Sarah grumbled about how horny and obsessed her friend was with her brother... and that setting the two up for a date would probably have to happen, if tonight's date ended up not going over well, of course...

So, this was another originally one of those drafts for "Swap Shops" that I never ended up using, but reworked and altered a bit, made it a more "yandere-y" in my opinion. The original draft, if you're curious, was all about Kiera finding the soul-division spell and do a story arc where each chapter was divided into a sort of "Steven's Perspective" chapter and "Kiera's Perspective" chapter, where it'd be the same events but told from Steven's view, then by the view of whoever Kiera had possessed at the time, and she'd be changing bodies quite often, so it'd be... a bit of a mystery as well, arguably. Opal was an idea I had that I was (might still do, lol) going to pitch at the creator of "Swap Shops", the concept was that there's two women named Opal, both related somehow to Jade and Amber, with the naming theme and whatnot. The idea would be that, somehow, someone would on a date with "Opal Jr", the svelte 20 or 30 something woman, only to meet... "Opal Sr", her busty, curvy MILF of a mother at the venue, due to... a miscommunication or misunderstanding or something on like, an answering machine or something, which would then almost certainly result in Oyakodon because, yes, I am a degenerate.

Anyway, my favorite piece for the variant of today's prompt is by Funflo, I'm a real big fan of how the demon "improved" their new body in general, but especially the split tongue and womb tattoo:

https://x.com/Funflo_vevo/status/2110759278537478332/photo/1

Honorable mention goes to SinSapphic, which... is more of mind control, really, but the dialogue, the little bit of drool... love it! And the character getting controlled in that bit of art is PlayfulBodyUser's (https://x.com/PlayfulBodyUser) OC Rosie, who has quite a bit of art on their page of their OC (and their others) getting possessed and such and is also a writer for comics and such with the same sort of themes in them, so... kinda feel like I had to give them a shoutout too. Anyway, the art in question (before that tangent) here:

https://x.com/SinSapphic/status/2110869575688654891/photo/1

Another honorable mention to WithoutHumaNSFW, with their piece that I'm... like 99% sure is permanent possession. I like Venom stuff, I like Squirrel Girl stuff... perfect match, hot pose, hot "interior view" of the venomized brain... very nice:

https://x.com/WithoutHumaNSFW/status/2110898875464605999/photo/1