In their home... or yours?

It was a quiet Saturday night when you possess Bex Taylor-Klaus, whom was lounging lazily after a long and hard day of wrapping up the final scenes for the movie Hell Fest. You blink and look around, an orgy of evidence is there that you have successfully did the possession. It wasn’t your room, nor did you have whatever body you have before... a look in the mirror confirmed it. You’re Bex Taylor-Klaus now, what do you want to do as them first?

There were a million things in mind to do as them. But first, you run a hand through your new hair. The slight tinge of pink dye still within. Though not as fiery as the trailers for the movie had shown. You spotted a drawer open with some Voltron memorabilia. Some pictures of past roles. Bullet, Audrey, many more.

Then, just as quickly as you arrived? There was a knock at the door. “Bex?” A voice asked. You internally panic, you weren’t expecting someone to just knock on the door this suddenly. You take a look and realize that you weren’t even wearing a shirt, and a sense of discomfort that wasn’t your own emanated. You didn’t mind the whole boobage going on, but clearly Bex did. Wherever they were underneath your mind.