kyoko 2

After arriving home, Veronica went straight to the shower avoiding her family as much as possible. With the sound of running water, she spent a few hours sobbing as she compulsively scrubbed and cleaned her body. When she was finally done she crept back to her room and fell asleep in no time. It was kind of funny to think that all the discretion she had in trying not to be seen by her family was a waste because Jessica and Eveline have been engaged for quite some time now From what I had seen, it seemed that Jessica had put aside her initial resistance and had begun to let herself be guided by my perverted thoughts.

I had left Lily's body shortly after I started the car and drove away. But not before I had taken the opportunity to reconfigure her mind and create some false memories, as well as "suggesting" a new wardrobe and a few other details.

Veronica's face was peaceful as she slept. Totally different from when she arrived. Reflecting on today, it was incredibly fun. Tormenting Veronica in her best friend's body was an experience that is hard to describe. Her reactions to realizing what was going on and that all the strangeness that has recently happened in her life that were my fault was like a breath of fresh air.

I had previously thought of using this experience as an experiment to see how she would react, a one-time game. I would leave Veronica's memory intact so that I could continue to play with her. Veronica had to go away to college but I would just keep her from leaving somehow (make her choose between her family and her.)

Another thing I had realized was how intoxicating it was to possess a new body. Me and Lily's body were incredibly compatible. It felt too easy to be in there. Her body not only responded the way I wanted it to, but it was "comfortable." If I had gotten into Lily before I met Eveline, I probably would have stayed with that bombshell. By going into Lily, I had confirmed something I had partially thought. The bodies I go into have compatibility with my soul. It was a conclusion I had come to by posessing the Miller family. I thought that controlling Eveline was extremely easy because of all the touching I had done to her little air head but it seems that is not the case. Apparently the compatibility between me and Eveline was enough to make my control more effective.

That explains how even when I manipulated her mind, Veronica still doubted her implanted thoughts and memories. It seems we have a bad compatibility. This discovery along with my experience with Lily had made me want one thing. More women.

I want more bodies to test and play with, more women to brainwash. The feeling I now had was incredibly powerful. However, I still had some perceived attachments to this family. I have invested too much time and resources in Eveline and her daughters to just walk away from them. Besides, I love Eveline. She is my main doll, my favorite command center to give up on an impulse. That said I wasn't willing to give up my new realization to chain myself to these 3. Why only have a few women when I can have as many as I want? Besides, it shouldn't be hard to get both with my skills.

I thought about how to carry out my desire. The first idea that popped into my head was to set up a gym. I knew enough to be a personal trainer. Eveline’s body is a testament to that. I considered this idea in depth until it was partially discarded. There were too many drawbacks to take into account. First of all, gym equipment is expensive. Although Eveline is wealthy, I doubt she could afford to buy all that equipment without seriously affecting her finances. Besides the audience I want to target are relatively wealthy women with status. It will be difficult to reach them due to places like the country club which already has a first class gym. Also, renting an expensive place in the rich part of town wouldn't be cheap, which makes it even more difficult for me to cover everything with Eveline’s money. If I screwed up her finances I would definitely have to leave her. However, instead of dismissing the idea, I was looking for a way to turn it around.

This idea was easier. There was no expensive equipment to buy and even though I didn't know anything about yoga it wasn't a problem either. I would hire someone who knew how to teach the classes. But there was someone who could help me with that. I had forgotten about her existence, but i thought it was a good time to pay her a visit.

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I headed to the contry club inside Eveline’s. Lately I had let Eveline take care of her routines herself, so I hadn't felt the need to interfere. Today however there was a compelling reason. It didn't take us long to get there and park. Obviously the place hadn't changed at all in the short time I hadn't been here. As Eveline was walking along I saw through Eveline’s eyes Jonh sitting behind the reception desk. I had eveline give him a gentle wave and a knowing smile, the poor guy could only look away with pity. While laughing at this little interaction, we entered the gymnasium and I saw my target. Kyoko. She was concentrating on doing reps with a dumbbell on the other side of the room so she hadn't noticed my presence. This was convenient because since the last time she had seen Eveline, she had been trying to get as far away from me as possible.

I got out of Eveline’s body as she was heading to the treadmill and approached Kyoko. Last time, I acted on impulse in a fit of rage when I possessed her. Although I remember saying that she would be my new doll, my real goal at the time was simply to humiliate her, so when my craving for **** was satisfied, I simply forgot all about her. I gave her so little interest that I didn't even enjoy her body like I should have.

But now I would make up for that mistake. When Kyoko was resting from her repetitions and drinking water, I dipped into her. The hand holding the bottle pressed lightly over her, dripping us with water. The wet feeling of the sports bra welcomed me as I settled into Kyoko's body. Once my vision recovered, I noticed that now the world was a little lower.

My hosts were usually tall people, so the change in height was a somewhat refreshing sensation.

Unlike the first time, I took the time to analyze my body. The first thing I noticed was how athletic and agile Kyoko was. Her body was bouncing with energy every second. Her small body, which at first glance might appear to be that of a skinny girl, hides more than meets the eye. I could feel the muscles in her back contracting with power every time.

Something funny was the drastic reduction in the size of my breasts. Kyoko's breasts were so small that she could easily cover them with her little hands. It was normal after being in Eveline. Her breasts seemed to have their own gravity field. But even though Kyoko had small breasts, it would be a mistake to think she had nothing. A huge ass with nice legs was one of her biggest attractions.

And even though they weren't huge, Kyoko's breasts were probably the most beautiful breasts I'd ever seen. Plus... they were comfortable. While I was browsing through my assets, I also began to check Kyoko's memories to see how effective my plan was. Kyoko was, after all, the heiress of the Fujiwara group, so she should have a lot more assets than a moderately wealthy divorcee. I looked at her memories as I drank some water to quench her body's thirst. As I thoroughly reviewed her memory, a slight grimace of discomfort appeared on my face.

Digging deeper into Kyoko's memories revealed to me how complicated life was in the upper echelons of society. Although Kyoko as the heiress of the fujiwara group received a large sum of money to spend, this money was monitored down to the penny by the ceo and also Kyoko's mother. It seems to be a way to protect the public image of Kyoko and the fujiwara group from scandals typical of young heirs.

I could understand why this uptight bitch was always so defensive, the extensive control and suffocating pressure would take its toll on anyone. Maybe she had come to the wrong person for money, but it wasn't entirely a mistake. Kyoko knew the right person, so I grabbed my things and prepared to go to the fujira group headquarters. As I was leaving, I saw Eveline out of the corner of my eye as she went about her routine, totally oblivious to me. With a satisfied smile and a brief nod I headed for the parking lot.

As a person of status, Kyoko had been given a personal driver, who seemed quite surprised to see me back so early.

"Weren't you going to do your daily routine Ma’am?" asked the driver.

"No, I remembered I have something to talk to my mother about." I replied in my usual arrogant tone.

The old driver, who I now know is called Miyagi, raised an eyebrow and said nothing more. After bowing, he opened the back door of the black sedan for me to get in.

I sat in the plush leather seat and concentrated on gathering all the information from Kyoko's mind that might be useful to me. As I watched the scenery at the window, I pieced together the puzzle that was Kyoko's family. The fujiwara group was established after the war by Kyoko's grandfather Souma. At first as a small company selling rice cookers. Over time and Souma's clever management of the company, the small family company focused on household appliances grew into a large conglomerate encompassing a bit of everything. As far as I can tell, Kyoko didn't know much about her grandfather. Her mother had always said that he was a peculiar person with a certain air of disguised contempt.

Speaking of her mother, her name was Mizuki, even though she was the current ceo of the fujiwara group, she wasn't really Souma fujiwara's daughter, but his sister-in-law. In the last years of his life, Souma had married his only son to Mizuki, and after his **** instead of his son taking over the company it was his wife who took that role. There was never much explanation as to why other than "Your dad doesn't have much time."

Even though Kyoko's memories helped me to get a picture of who I was up against, I felt I was still missing pieces. The car parked in front of a large skyscraper before I knew it. Miyagi's voice sounded from up ahead.

"Ma’am, I have informed the family head about your visit. They should be expecting you by now."

His soft voice brought me back from my mind. I got out of the car without saying a word to him and entered the building to find a beautiful woman with middle-eastern features in a nice office suit. According to Kyoko's memories, she was her mother's secretary. Emely, her hair pulled back in a high ponytail, gave her an air of authority.

For a secretary, she was incredibly young, not looking a day over 30. With her pretty green eyes and plump lips she gave me a professional smile and bowed slightly to me.

"It's good to see you here young Ma’am. The director is waiting for you so please follow me."

Saying that, she led me to the elevator and pressed the button on the top floor. I am surrounded by beauties. Emely was really a beautiful woman. Her cold and professional tone and that distant attitude was what most appealed to me about her. I discreetly ogled her as we walked up to Miyuki's office. When I had time, I would kiss those plump little lips, but business before pleasure. In a short time we arrived at our destination. Emely with her perfect posture stood up and in a respectful tone said

"Here we are.” With that said, I gave a slight bow and she left. I heard her walk away over the sound of her heels. The door in front of me had a simple sign that said CEO. It was time to meet my mommy.

With a mischievous smile, I walked into the office to meet Mizuki. The sound of typing was the first thing that greeted me, followed by a spectacular view of the entire city. Right in front of the huge window a woman was typing on her computer without even looking up. Dressed in black flared pants and a purple long-sleeved blouse the first thing that came out of the mouth of the woman who had similar features to Kyoko was

"What do you want Kyoko? You know I'm very busy since the expansion ah..."

This time I didn't feel like listening to all her chattering so I left Kyoko and shot towards Miyuki.

Miyuki turned her face after hearing Kyoko's body fall to the ground but I didn't give her time to process what was happening as I entered her immediately after. It must have been a strange scene for anyone who entered now, Kyoko lying on the floor and her mother writhing in her seat for no apparent reason.

I opened my eyes and stretched. Who knows how long Miyuki had been sitting there but from the way her back was creaking it seemed like she hadn't moved for quite some time. As I stretched, I stood up and walked over to Kyoko to make sure she hadn't hit her head. I couldn't let such a good body go to waste without at least taking her out for a walk. I concentrated on Miyuki's body. Her body felt stiff, probably from the long hours she spent sitting in her office. Her body was very similar to Kyoko's, with the difference that Miyuki wore a short, wavy haircut as opposed to kyoko's long, straight black hair.

I reviewed her memory to understand how a woman who had no connection with the Fujiwara group ended up being the ceo of a large company. However, the more I read her memoirs, the more surprised I was.

It seems that Souma, Kyoko's grandfather, was not the sweet old man that Kyoko had imagined. When Miyuki was young, she had been Souma's secretary. Coming from a normal family was quite a surprise but young Miyuki, ambitious and with the world ahead of her, thought that this was her chance. How wrong she was. The old man had developed a taste for bdsm with a strange fixation on "training" women. For years, Souma subjected the young Miyuki to all kinds of dirty games with the sole motive of satisfying his rich man's desires. Young Miyuki would not give up partly because of her pride and partly because submitting to these games had given her the chance to climb the ranks of tujiwara group in a meteoric fashion. In the last years of Souma's life, he decided to have his favorite pet Miyuki marry his son. Miyuki never understood the decision but she knew that when Souma decided something it had to be done or else there would be consequences. Miyuki married Kyoko's father. And even though Miyuki thought her married life would be just as disgusting, she was wrong in a big way. Souma's son turned out to be a person who didn't care about his father's company at all, so he made an agreement with Miyuki. In exchange for a millionaire's pension for life, he would leave the whole company to her. This was his golden opportunity, to keep everything that old man had built. It would be the most delicious ****. Even so, to keep up appearances, they had a daughter, Kyoko. The rest is history. Old Souma died and Kyoko's father went off to travel the world. Even after Souma's ****, Miyuki was still afraid of him. Even after several years she still had nightmares of the old man tying her up or playing with her in any way imaginable.

With all the pieces in place, I sat down to decide what my action would be with the Fujiwara family. Unlike with Eveline and her daughters, I ruled out slowly infiltrating them. This time I wanted something more direct. And after thinking for a while an idea had been slowly cooking in my mind for a while.

I looked at Kyoko who was breathing calmly on the cold floor...

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Miyuki POV

This can't be happening! This can't be happening! This can't be happening! I repeated constantly in my mind But the reality in front of my eyes was my worst nightmare.

At this moment I was doing a dogeza (prostration). In front of me, sitting in my seat with my legs crossed was my daughter. Looking at me with a huge smile plastered on her face. Even though on the outside she looked like my daughter, inside she was inhabiting something that had haunted me in my nightmares. Kyoko's voice sounded above my head.

"I see you are doing well little tits. Thank you for taking care of your master's seat so faithfully for the last few years, I don't know what reward to give you."

The dirty name I had tried to forget for so many years. The person I despised and feared so much was now in my daughter's body.

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