Next Day at School

The morning sun cast a pale glow through the thin curtains of Jarred’s bedroom, illuminating the scattered textbooks and crumpled clothes on the floor. Jarred groaned as he rolled out of bed, his mind already racing with the day ahead. School was never his favorite place, but today felt heavier than usual. He shuffled into the kitchen, where his sister, Lila, sat at the table, her head resting on her folded arms. She looked exhausted, her usually vibrant brown hair limp and unkempt.

“Hey, Lil,” Jarred said, pouring himself a bowl of cereal. “You look like you got hit by a truck.”

Lila lifted her head slowly, her eyes puffy and bloodshot. “I feel like it,” she muttered, rubbing her temples. “I don’t even remember what happened last night. I just woke up sore all over.”

Jarred frowned, spoon halfway to his mouth. “Sore? Like, workout sore or…?”

She shook her head, her expression confused. “I don’t know. I just… I don’t remember much after dinner. It’s all blurry.”

Jarred’s stomach twisted. Lila wasn’t the type to blackout or party hard. She was the responsible one, the straight-A student who rarely stayed out past curfew. Something felt off, but he pushed the thought aside. Maybe she’d just overdone it at the gym or something.

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Jarred’s footsteps echoed down the hallway as he made his way toward his locker, his mind still foggy from the night before. He hadn’t slept well, too preoccupied with the strange feeling that something was off. His sister, Lila, had been acting weird lately, and this morning she’d looked exhausted.

He reached his locker and spun the dial, his thoughts racing. What could’ve happened to her? he wondered. Before he could dwell on it further, a familiar voice cut through the silence, dripping with mockery.

“Hey, Jarred,” Nevyn drawled, leaning against the locker next to his. Jarred’s jaw tightened. Nevyn always had that smug look on his face, like he knew something no one else did. “How’s your sister doing? She looked pretty tired this morning.”

Jarred slammed his locker shut, the sound reverberating down the hallway. “What’s it to you?” he snapped, his voice low and dangerous.

Nevyn smirked, his green eyes glinting with something unsettling. “Just checking in. Hope she didn’t wake up naked last night or anything.” "Heard she had a wild night.”

Jarred slammed his locker shut, the metal echoing through the hallway. “What are you talking about?”

Nevyn’s smirk widened. “Nothing, nothing. Just hoping she didn’t wake up naked or something. That’d be a shame.”

Jarred’s heart skipped a beat. “What the hell are you talking about?” he snapped, his voice sharper than he intended.

Nevyn held up his hands in mock surrender. “Relax, man. Just joking. See you in class.”

Jarred watched him walk away, his mind racing. Nevyn’s words had struck a nerve, but Jarred brushed it off as another one of his stupid jokes. He had bigger things to worry about, like the calculus test he was definitely not prepared for.

In class, Jarred tried to focus on the teacher’s lecture, but his thoughts kept drifting back to Lila and Nevyn’s strange comment. He pulled out his phone, intending to text her and ask if she was okay, but before he could type a word, a notification popped up. It was a message from Nevyn.

Jarred’s thumb hovered over the screen, hesitation warring with curiosity. He didn’t want to engage with Nevyn, but something about the message felt urgent. With a sigh, he opened it.

The video attachment loaded slowly, the buffering circle spinning tauntingly. Jarred’s breath caught in his throat as the image came into focus. It was Lila, lying on her bed, her face flushed and her eyes half-lidded. The camera angle was close, intimate, and Jarred’s stomach churned as he realized what he was watching.

The video attachment loaded slowly, the buffering circle spinning tauntingly. Jarred’s breath caught in his throat as the image came into focus. It was Lila, lying on her bed, her face flushed and her eyes half-lidded. The camera angle was close, intimate, and Jarred’s stomach churned as he realized what he was watching.

His hands trembled as he pressed play, his stomach churning. The footage showed his sister lying in bed, her body writhing as she touched herself. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted as she moaned, “Nevyn… oh God, Nevyn…” The video was hours long, and Jarred fast-forwarded to the end, unable to watch the whole thing. At the climax, Lila’s eyes snapped open, glowing a bright, unnatural green. She blew a kiss to the camera, her expression vacant, before collapsing onto the bed, ****.

Jarred’s breath caught in his throat. What the fuck is this? His mind raced. Nevyn… possession powers? It wasn’t possible. I’m the one who’s supposed to have that ability. But there was no denying what he’d just seen. His sister hadn’t been herself. Someone—Nevyn—had possessed her.

Anger and arousal warred within him. He couldn’t deny that seeing Lila like that had stirred something deep inside him, but the thought of Nevyn violating her, controlling her, made his blood boil. He glanced at the clock. An hour until recess. He couldn’t wait. He had to confront Nevyn, but the bastard was in a different class. And Lila… she was in the same room as him right now.

The minutes dragged by, each second feeling like an eternity. Jarred’s leg bounced under the desk, his anxiety mounting. What if he’s doing something to her right now? The thought made him sick.

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Meanwhile, Nevyn was in gym class, his shirt damp with sweat as he leaned against the wall, watching the girls file into the locker room. A slow, predatory smile spread across his face. He waited until the teacher’s back was turned before stepping into the shadows, his body becoming translucent. Phasing through the wall, he entered the girls’ locker room.

The air was thick with steam, the sound of running water and laughter filling the space. Nevyn’s gaze swept over the girls, lingering on their naked forms. Some were wrapped in towels, others were completely exposed. He licked his lips, his heart racing with anticipation.

Then he saw her. Lila.

She stood under the shower, her head tilted back as the water cascaded down her body. Nevyn’s eyes darkened with desire. He’d missed this. Missed the feel of her skin, the way her body moved under his control. He moved closer, his form ethereal, until he was standing right behind her.

With a smirk, he phased into her.

Lila’s body jerked, her eyes snapping open. They glowed bright green as Nevyn took control. Her towel fell to the floor, forgotten, as she turned off the shower and locked the stall door. He ran his—her—hands over her body, exploring every curve, every inch of skin.

“God, I’ve missed this,” Nevyn murmured, his voice low and husky. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch. His hands trailed lower, slipping between her legs, and he let out a soft moan as he felt how wet she was.

He pressed a finger inside her, his—her—body trembling with pleasure. He added a second finger, his movements slow and deliberate, savoring every sensation. Lila’s breath hitched, her back arching as he curled his fingers just right.

“That’s it,” Nevyn whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “Let me take care of you.”

Lila’s body writhed under his control, her moans echoing off the tiled walls. He could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening around his fingers.

“Cum for me,” he commanded, his voice firm.

And she did. Her body convulsed, her head thrown back as waves of pleasure crashed over her. When it was over, she collapsed against the wall, her chest heaving, her eyes still glowing green.

Nevyn phased out of her, leaving her slumped on the floor. He smiled to himself, satisfied. “Good girl,” he murmured, before disappearing into the shadows once more.

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In the classroom, Jarred’s phone buzzed again. He opened the message, his stomach dropping as he saw another video. This time, it was Lila in the shower, her eyes glowing green as she touched herself, her body moving in ways that were not her own.

Jarred’s fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms. That bastard. He couldn’t wait any more. He stood up abruptly, ignoring the teacher’s protests as he stormed out of the classroom.He had to find Nevyn. Now.