Day 17a & 17b: Skinsuit + FTF Possession

"What." Quinn grunted, keeping her arms firmly crossed as her three... complicated friends gave her quite the puppy-dog eyes. "Run it by me again. And make it understandable this time, for fuck's sake."

"Futanari is a thing, from Japan, that... basically boils down to a woman's body having a penis. While there is some overlap with 'traps,' as the internet frequently labels them, they're not necessarily... the point is: there are people out there that are really, really into the concept! Although... plenty argue about things like sterility, the presence or absence of other 'bits' such as the vulva and clitoris... how much 'pussy' they have, that's a matter of debate. And that is to say nothing of the presence of testicles; that is a complete-" Monet began to rapidly ramble, only pausing as she got an elbow in the gut. Despite that, however, she grunted out more, this time truly incomprehensible words as she slid down to the floor, her shaking hands gripping the size of her stomach.

"We wanna make porn!" Rowan exclaimed with a beet red face as he prepared, just in case, to send another elbow Monet's way. "Your... nature makes it easier to do, instead of using prosthetics or CGI or whatever, so..."

"And dontcha want to be a little famous?" Wren cooed, pressing her chest together by squeezing her arms close, stopping just shy of making them escape the confines of her tight tube top. "Quinn, all over the seedy bits of the internet, famous-"

"Famous for having a penis, which I don't, and using it with..." Quinn interrupted, trailing off as her bright green eyes darted between Monet and Wren. "...Wren, I'm guessing? Monet on camera or whatever?"

"Ab...solutely... incor...correct..." Monet huffed from the floor.

"What, really? Why-" Quinn began to ask.

"Rowan was wonderin' what would happen if we had sex inside you!" Wren chirped, complete with shoving a finger between her thumb and pointer finger over and over. "We'd start, put on a full body condom, that's you, then-"

"Please don't call me that." Quinn groaned.

"Can we try it, at least? We'll blur your face!" Rowan exclaimed, his sweet, determined glare just enough to send Quinn over their edge...

Quinn did her best to avoid glaring at the camera as it panned around her, showing off each and every curve as she sat on the couch, only in a sports bra and dolphin shorts, pretending to scroll on her phone. Then, with an exaggerated yawn and even more exaggerated stretch, she gently tossed her phone onto the nearby coffee table and slid onto her side. Adjusting herself a bit, she slowly shut her eyes, smacking her lips together to really sell the fact that she was "asleep" on the couch.

Keeping her eyes shut, Quinn waited until she heard the sound of the front door loudly slamming shut to allow herself to relax. With a sigh, she stretched her arm around back, seemingly to handle a scratch but, actually, to gently widen her "opening" between her shoulder blades for a bit. Then, as she heard Rowan and Wren get closer and louder, Quinn pretended to be asleep once more.

"What? No condoms?!" Wren loudly shouted, flubbing her line a bit.

"I had one in my wallet, one in my car, one in my nightstand!" Rowan shouted back, soon followed by an intentionally nervous-sounding chuckle. "Most women don't... like sex as much as you do, Wren."

"Oh, I..." Wren paused, necessitating a cut due to obviously forgetting her line. "...I really don't... not with other men, at least, you... studly stud, you!"

"Geez, you... you think I'm a stud?" Rowan murmured out, his little squeak as Wren cupped his bulge, making Quinn experience a tiny quiver down below. "You're... the first..." He began to whimper, his words overwhelmed by Wren filling his cute mouth with her tongue, based on the sounds Quinn was hearing. Sounds that stopped suddenly as the couch was bumped into. "Ow, that... shit, Quinn's asleep... Wren, we better-"

"Wait... we need a condom, don't we?" Wren whispered, nailing the line for once.

"Y-Yeah, just... you have one in your purse? Why'd... that's a sneak knife, Wren. Wren? Why do you-" Rowan asked, nailing the terror and uncertainty that Quinn expected he'd pull off flawlessly.

"A g-" Wren began to chuckle.

"Nope, don't say that; know where you're going." Monet chimed in from behind the camera, hopefully pausing the recording or making a note for the editing process. "I told you you could improv a bit, but that word's a pejorative AND reinforces stereotypes, never mind being dreadfully trite and overused in so, so much media. And, of course, if we were to include that, we wouldn't be recognized as true, impactful innovators of the Futanari, but simply a video with a racist bimbo, who-"

"Then..." Wren said, clearing her throat to get herself re-immersed in her role. "...Don't worry about it, alright?" Wren chirped as she leaned over the back of the couch, making sure her boobs were spilling out of her top and, hopefully, in the center of the frame. "If I stab Quinn with this..."

"You're... will Quinn be alright?!" Rowan said as dramatically as humanly possible.

"Mmmhmm, she'll just... turn into a condom for a bit!" Wren chirped before slowly, carefully sliding the tip of the knife through the slit Quinn had repeatedly hammered-in to not miss. "Alrighty! Now, if I just..." Wren exclaimed, casually tossing the knife over her shoulder before spreading apart the slit she'd not actually made in Quinn's body, forcing Quinn to shudder a bit.

"Oh my... are you... gonna wear her? Won't that... get Quinn pregnant instead? That's..." Rowan dramatically asked, almost assuredly with blushing as, probably, he "forced" himself to imagine such a sight.

"No, silly! Get those clothes off!" Wren giggled as the sound of fabric hitting the floor reached Quinn's "sleeping" ears. "We're both gonna wear her!"

"Wh-What?! How AHH, WREN, DON'T TUG-" Rowan shouted, so perfectly that Quinn wasn't sure if it was acting or if it was a response to Wren being herself. "...Okay, so what-" Rowan managed to get out before the couch shook as Wren vaulted over it, barely managing to not fall directly onto Quinn in the process.

"I'll get started, so just stand there for a bit!" Wren cooed, just as her nimble fingers took care of Quinn's sports bra. Before Quinn could silently take a mental note of how dangerously fast that was, she shuddered and reflexively let out a little moan as Wren stretched apart the slit on her back. As Wren continued, sliding in her own body without any care to the pleasure that Quinn would feel, the intimate warmth of having another human wear her, Quinn continued to moan and shudder, a warm, wetness starting to form in the groin of her dolphin shorts. "Doin' okay? Shout if you need 5, 'kay?" Wren whispered as she pulled Quinn's head around her own, knowing full well that, for Quinn, being worn by Wren was equivalent to an animal going into heat, courtesy of how Wren was.

"Wren? Or... Quinn?" Rowan asked as Wren stood up straight, Quinn's "backflap" still wide open and showing off Wren's own back. "What do I-" He managed to ask before Wren wriggled her actual butt back and forth, making it invitingly hang out of Quinn's body. Without another word, Rowan stepped close and slid his hands inside Quinn, around Wren's actual waist. Wren began to giggle, inadvertently using Quinn's lips to do so, as Rowan stepped inside.

Quinn could feel her body unnaturally stretch and bulge, forced to accommodate two people rather than the occasional one. Yet, she grinned her teeth and took it, even as Wren's presence made her entire body quiver with excitement and ecstasy. As Rowan's girthy cock slid inside Wren, Quinn couldn't help but flinch and shiver at the shared pleasure Wren was inflicting her with. Still though, Quinn preserved as Rowan and Wren began going at it... until the pair was fully sealed inside.

In an instant, Quinn was on the floor, her hands gripping the sides of her head. Her own voice overlapped with Quinn and Wren's, the three consciously and unconsciously struggling to grapple for some sort of control. Quinn's hips continued to buck, her teeth clenched together as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body, multiplied exponentially by each of the three's pleasure working in a terrifying well tandem. Her bright green eyes flashed rapidly as if they were broken strobe lights, spasming between her natural bright green, Wren's baby blue, and Rowan's deep brown. Countless bulges raced around her body, seemingly aimless as they darted around wildly, disappearing and re-emerging somewhere else without any real direction or purpose.

And then... everything suddenly stopped. Quinn's body fell completely and utterly still, her jaw slowly falling as a croak leaked out of her lips. Her eyes started to focus, their intense switching settling to one greenish-blue eye and one hazel eye. Her hands limply fell down, hanging at her sides for a moment, before Quinn's body leaned forward and braced against the floor. Her chest rose and fell again and again as her body took rapid, deep breaths, her lower half twitching now and then. After nearly an entire minute of this, however, a smile slowly crawled across Quinn's face as she looked up, directly into the camera's lens.

"Your turn now..." Came from Quinn's lips, an oddly harmonious blend of Quinn's, Wren's, and Rowan's voices. A blend that made Monet gulp and give a shaky thumbs-up of approval as Quinn's body slowly stood up with a chuckle. "Didn't you hear me? It's YOUR TURN NOW!!" The voice cackled as Quinn's body tackled Monet, sending the camera crashing to the floor...

Had fun writing this one, trying to blend both prompts together like this. And, like FanterFane did for... I think last year's Take-Over-Tober, I'm saying F2F/FTF can 100% stand for Femboy for either F. So... I guess I did FFTF, with Rowan and Wren possessing Quinn? Whatever. I wanted to end it there for two big reasons. Firstly: I'm not exactly where I'd want to go with it, with who's in control exactly and all that. Secondly: I originally wanted it to end with Monet being all upset that they only managed to film "Part 1" and that they'll have to come back later, but I feel that would kinda ruin the open-endedness for any potential, more saucy follow-up. And I kept it deliberately vague as to how Quinn ended became a living skinsuit because... uh... mystery, oooooh. Totally couldn't just think of an interesting reason, yup.

Today, much like yesterday, has some A+ pieces that made it very hard to narrow down. First-up are two pieces by Eden's GPose that I both like a lot. The skinsuit one (top link) has just about everything I like with skinsuits, with pulling on the face, basically calling the former-people outfits or clothes, relishing the sensation of putting on/taking off the suit... very nice. For the FTF work (the second link), I DIG the designs, massively, with the contrast in literally everything between the goth and the gyaru, the dialogue, the possession itself, the eye color change, the "redecorating", Eden COOKED today, twice over:

https://x.com/EdenGpose/status/2111346557794893867/photo/1

https://x.com/EdenGpose/status/2111557829773738384/photo/1

Next-up is a piece by Sixul World, with a sequel/continuation to their piece from Day 1. Featuring Vacant Vessel (I wonder if that'll be a theme today, lol) with an Eldritch sort of horror, it is phenomenal, love the piece:

https://x.com/sixul/status/2111593101672280118/photo/1

Next is a piece by SinSapphic, with... huh, Vacant Vessel again, weird, probably won't happen again today. Love the tongue on the possessor (who I believe is an OC belonging to VespirAlter, https://x.com/VespirAlter), the... I think it's an outfit, might be a physical change as a result of the possession though, it is a REAL good piece:

https://x.com/SinSapphic/status/2111533943761883338/photo/1

Next is a piece by FanterFane, featuring Vacant Vessel getting worn/possessed, only for a bit of a twist to occur that elevates the piece even higher, love it loads:

https://bsky.app/profile/fanterfane.bsky.social/post/3my4fnjjji52p

Next is a piece by Yasuda Kojo, with Vacant Vessel getting possessed (weird how often it happens, really) with some just OUTSTANDING dialogue and proportions and... it's absolute fire, basically:

https://bsky.app/profile/yasudakojo.bsky.social/post/3my7c67xrc22h

Next is a piece by MoonlightMik3, that doesn't have Vacant Vessel in it, hope they don't feel left out. I LOVE the method of possession, the "leftovers" from the previous body, just about everything with this piece, big fan of it:

https://bsky.app/profile/moonlightmik3.bsky.social/post/3my5ehakack2k

Next is a piece by Eagle_Bacon themselves, with Vacant Vessel... technically not being possessed? Honestly not 100% on the lore, but the way I understand it, it's Amber's body, Amber got their soul yanked out and put into THE JAR, their body got modified a bit by a demon or eldritch horror or something into a skinsuit and all that, and now "Vacant Vessel" is the demon-possessed skinsuit. I am probably wrong on this. ANYWAY... I love... whatever the situation exactly is, with Amber's body being worn/possessed and taunting Amber, I find it really hot, simple as:

https://bsky.app/profile/eaglebacon.bsky.social/post/3mycajxfp522o

Next is a piece by Luna Tenebris, who does GPose stuff a lot like Eden, with FF14 and all that. The piece has Vacant Vessel making the wise choice to assume they won't get possessed (because, clearly, that NEVER happens, lol) and ending up possessed. The expressions, dialogue, the change in eye color, tossing away the zipper after taking the body over... great shit, love it a lot:

https://bsky.app/profile/shadowspiritultima.bsky.social/post/3my4l7nndik2e

Next is a piece by Marchillust, where... Vacant Vessel gets worn/possessed, live on stream, and it just, frankly, hot as fuck and I kinda wish I had made my Impersonation chapter with Vacant Vessel as outright spicy as the piece because is VERY nice, big fan:

https://bsky.app/profile/marchillust.bsky.social/post/3my3odz2bfc22

Lastly (but CERTAINLY not least) is a piece from one of my favorite artists, full-stop. They made a piece that meshes both of today's prompts together while ALSO ramping it up a notch, with multiple people wearing the suit at the same time, the suit being aware and gradually warming up to the situation, the faces bulging through, it's... I'm stupid and have no idea how to put images natively on a CHYOA chapter, so just look up "It's just so peak" on the search engine of your choice and you'll almost certainly see my live reaction to seeing that piece of art. The piece is by DezzyDraws/Dezzy/Dez-A-Sketch and it's all about... you guessed it, Vacant Vessel, getting possessed! Love it, love it, LOVE IT, shit is 10 outta 10, holy shit:

https://bsky.app/profile/dezzydraws.bsky.social/post/3my3sae4fts2f

Now... call me crazy, but a part of me thinks the person behind the VTuber Vacant Vessel is some sort of big-brained mastermind who wants to see their OC getting possessed all the time, because it's hot. And, personally, I think that is absolutely one of the sickest things someone can do, like how the creator of Helltaker made that game because he wanted there to draw and receive fanart of hot, sharply dressed demons in suits. Or like, when Nier Automata came out and Yoko Taro was like "hey guys, heard there's been a lot of lewd stuff with 2B... you guys should collect it all weekly, sort it for me, and send it to me on .zip files because it's too much trouble to find it all myself" or something along those lines. Which, call me crazy, but I think this kind of attitude towards accepting and outright encouraging THAT kind of fanwork is legitimately one of the best, coolest things a creator can do, so... huge respect for Vacant Vessel... and a smidge of jealousy that I didn't think of it first (only half-joking), so... give Vacant Vessel a like or subscribe or follow or a scrobble or whatever there's out there nowadays: https://vacantves.com