Grace's

“Here’s your coffee.”

“Here’s your coffee, what? Call me mistress”

Jessica had smirked, loving the feeling of dominance.

“Here’s your coffee, mistress”

I almost spat it out through my teeth, but managed to keep my cool enough to not totally give the game away. Grace may have been always shy and submissive, but I wasn’t. (At least not all the time…)

Jessica brought the coffee to her lips and drank a long sip.

“Hmm. Tastes weak. I’m sure you messed this up, just like you mess everything else up.”

Despite saying that, she didn’t stop drinking it. Anticipation grew in me; The more she drank, the closer she was to being under my control. Would it work? I had already controlled Grace, but that was direct application, from my mouth to hers. Would it still be effective mixed into coffee?

She drank again. The coffee was half-way gone. I was getting worried it wasn’t going to work. Should I try to spit in her mouth from here? Or should I grab her and **** a kiss, bringing her fully under my influence?

Just before I started either of these plans, I noticed her eyes start glazing over.

“Hmm… maybe the coffee isn’t so bad.”

“Why don’t you drink it all? I made it with love.”

I smiled, Grace’s sweet voice and natural innocence imbuing the words with a suggestibility no-one else I could have worn could’ve quite given.

“Mhmm, okay”

Jessica seemed happier the more she drank, as her eyes glazed over more and the superior, smug attitude fell away into the complacency of a lost will. Now I was fully smiling, as the power in the room completely reversed towards the shy girl for the first time.

“How are you feeling now, Jessica?”

I beamed, my eyes full of glowing positivity that almost masked the perverted desires I was about to enact with her.

“I’m good…”

She sighed, almost seeming like she was feeling euphoric. It seemed my saliva and mind control eased its victim’s into a state of bliss.

“Come over here, Jess. Sit down for a minute.”

I gestured at my lap as Jessica approached and sat down, her plush ass feeling great as it rested on my skirt.

“Look at me Jessica. Wipe these tears away.”

She reached out, using her fingers to clear the tears and residue at the side of my eyes, remnants of Grace’s helplessness.

“Don’t you think it was cruel, to say all those things to me? I just want to make friends and have a good life at college. I’m always nice to you, and everyone else. Why don’t you be nicer to me?”

Even now, I found great enjoyment in pretending to be Grace, and speaking as though I was her.

“Haha, but it’s so fun! You’re so soft and weak Grace, you’re supposed to feel bad. I’m better than you, and everyone else in this flat, and everyone else in general. You’re all just there for me to have a good time with.”

Jessica said it in blissful ignorance, but I knew that as long as she was under my control, she wouldn’t lie. She really felt this way; she was so immature. Hearing such a twisted and distorted view of the world almost made me pity her more than anything else. Grace was a victim, but Jessica was just an idiot. Small minded, ignorant and superficial. It re-enforced something I’d thought for a while; bullies might outwardly say they picked on someone because they were different, or shy, but really when it came down to it, the only reason someone bullies someone else is because it’s fun.

I’d thought I could just tell Jessica to stop bullying Grace when she was under my control, and then have it carried over into the rest of life, but after hearing that I knew the only way this message was going to stick was if I did more. Jessica needed to learn her lesson physically. I was secretly hoping for this; and ever since I’d restored her from a skin I’d wanted to use her body from the outside.

I leaned in close to her ear and whispered;

“Why don’t we go to your bedroom, Jess?”

She smiled easily, replying;

“Oh yeah, sure, that sounds fun!”

She stood and took my hand, leading me to her bedroom while our fingers interlocked. I had a lewd grin on my face as she pulled me through the door, into the very same room where just yesterday I’d pranced around in her skin and had sex with her fuckbuddy while impersonating her.

Now I was here in another girl’s skin, and Jessica was fast becoming my little ****.

“Why don’t you take off you clothes Jessica? It’s awfully warm in here.”

“Wow, you’re right…”

She panted a little, seeming to only realize how warm it was now that I’d said it. She peeled off her sports bra and sat it to the side, her breasts bouncing free. They looked so good I almost started drooling a little, approaching her as she sat on the bed and used it for leverage as she took off her yoga pants and underwear, getting fully naked.

Even though I was intimately familiar with her body after wearing it all day, seeing it full and from the outside, the real Jessica obeying me, was really turning me on. I bit my lip as I felt my pussy start to get warm, some of Grace’s natural attraction to girls bleeding through onto my own attraction. I cupped Jessica’s breasts in my hands and squeezed, hearing her moan as I played with them. They were so soft and supple… I couldn’t resist leaning down and taking one in my mouth, sucking her nipple. She moaned even harder, and when I looked up her eyes were closed as she felt the pleasure.

I quietly unzipped my skirt and slid out of my cardigan before unbuttoning my shirt, letting my own bigger breasts hang out. I pushed them forward into Jessica’s face before commanding her to suck, moaning myself as her tongue and lips expertly teased my nipples now. It felt so good! I wondered how it would feel to breastfeed a baby like this, and mentally added wearing a young mother to my bucket list.

I pushed her down on the bed and sat on her lap, the heat from my pussy radiating now as the juices began to dampen my panties. I leaned in close and whispered in her ear;

“Jessicaaa, remember these?”

Gently I grabbed her cheeks and guided her head down so she was looking at my crotch, sliding fully out of my button up shirt so I was only wearing Jessica’s panties.

“Now our juices are all mixed together on them, isn’t that cute?”

I smiled, as a cloud of confusion came onto Jessica’s face.

“What… how did you get those?”

The gears were turning in her mind as she tried to work out how I’d gotten her panties, the memory of me using her body to sixty nine with Grace totally covered up.

“Want me to show you?”

I whispered again, as close as can be. Before she could answer, I stabbed her with my spines, causing her to wince. I wasn’t sure if this was going to work, but I wanted to experiment with it anyway…

I released a liquid into her, one I hoped would work on her memories. Connected through the spines like this, and with the skinwalker liquid flowing around her bloodstream into her brain, I found success; I could interact with her memories if I focused enough! It seemed I couldn’t do any major edits to them though, at least not yet. I suppose I’d need to wear her head for that, like last time. But one thing I could do, was tear off part of the strip of fake memories I’d laid down.

I removed the spines, Jessica’s eyes widening as her sexual experience with Grace came rushing back.

“What the fuck…!”

She almost shouted, the haze from her eyes disappearing.

“What was I doing??”

Panic started seeping into her now, as she freaked out at acting so out of character in memories she knew were true. My time in her had let me know Jessica was straight, and even a little homophobic, so discovering she’d not only been with a woman, but initiated it, horrified her.

“Do you not want me anymore?”

I looked at her with tearful eyes.

“Jessica, you said you loved me! You said I was special, and you only teased me because you liked me!”

“Oh my God, Grace, no! Did I say that??”

I started play acting that I was heartbroken, faking a sob while Jessica’s expressions flickered from panicked to disgusted to confused.

“Just kidding.”

I abruptly stopped my tears and leaned in close, surprise registering on Jessica’s face before I invaded her mouth with my tongue, eyes wide before they melted into a look of ecstasy. We broke the kiss with a loud smack, saliva hanging between our mouths as I moved Jessica’s provocative panties over to the side, exposing my pussy.

I pushed her down and positioned myself over her face;

“Lick it.”

I commanded, a lewd look consuming Grace’s pretty appearance as I gasped, the first touch of Jessica’s tongue on my outer pussy lips already releasing a tingle of electricity in my head. I scrunched my eyes closed as I felt her probe my most intimate parts, letting the feelings completely take me as I let my free hands play with my nipples. They were still covered in the saliva from Jessica’s early licking, feeling the spit on them as I rubbed was getting me so hot!

I could feel how wet my pussy was now, the juices dripping down into Jessica’s mouth while she serviced me, a scream leaving my mouth as her tongue slid into my opening and along my walls.

“Oh my Goood…”

I moaned out, Grace’s sweet voice wracked by lust and the catharsis of letting go of pent-up sexual frustration. I pulled her personality over mine, feeling the ecstasy of indulging in the forbidden love “I’d” always longed for with another girl, feeling how good it felt to have her bully submissively treating her pussy and submitting to her will. I was having more fun as Grace than she’d had as herself this whole year.

I screamed as Jessica’s tongue breezed past another sensitive spot deep in me, like a lightning strike pleasure erupted in my brain as it tipped me over the edge into a female orgasm. Juices squirted out of my pussy into Jessica’s mouth, causing her to recoil a little at the unexpected burst, before letting it run down her chin and drop onto her upper chest and breasts.

My knees sunk into the soft mattress before I rolled off and lay there, letting the pleasure from the orgasm take me completely. That had felt amazing… but I wanted more. I was still so horny! Usually that might have been enough, but right now I wanted to really, really ravage Jessica. I looked over at her, covered in my juices and under my control. Her body was so perfect; red hair matted from the sweat and love juice in it, chest and mouth sticky from where I’d squirted, perky breasts sitting at attention. My eyes hovered down to her entry, seeing it wet and leaking; Her body couldn’t resist being honest.

I swallowed as I looked; firm desire building. I wanted that pussy. I wanted to be inside it. I wanted to fuck it myself. It seemed my whole world fixated on it, my vision drawing in, when I felt something; A momentary pain from down below. I glanced down at my pussy in concern, as I saw blood fall out of it. Had my hymen broke? A pressure was building down there, and I reached down to my lower lips as I felt it get stronger. What was happening to me? I could feel the pressure getting closer! I reached down and used my fingers to spread those lips, just before the pressure reached them and my own penis burst out from Grace’s vagina!

“How…??”

My eyes were wide and I was aghast as I saw it hanging out; My rock hard penis, almost looking red and purple from how erect and full of blood it was, forcing it’s way out of Grace’s pale, perfect skin. I stood and walked over to the mirror; Every part of me the shy, sweet Grace, but with my own dick burst forth, turning her into a futanari.

A wicked grin took my features as I spun and approached Jessica, who was still in a daze, but quickly took notice of my new appendage.

“Huh? Grace, what is that?”

The surprise of seeing it seemed to bring Jessica to her senses a little, mouth hanging wide with shock, the incongruous sight being too much for even mind control to fully suppress. I made it to Jessica and spat in her mouth as I raised her legs, causing her to **** a little while my control wormed its way into her mind again.

“You know Jessica…”

I started, using Grace’s sweet voice to twisted effect as I said words she never would,

“I think I’ll make you my bitch.”

I lined up my dick at her entryway and rushed inside, causing her to gasp and her eyes cross momentarily as such a thick, long member filling her walls. She felt so tight inside! I was glad she was so wet, and I sunk inside her, the pressure from her hot walls giving me a huge thrill as I pulled back, ready to start my second thrust.

Her brow was scrunched as I started ramming in and out of her, taking a moment to slap her ass as she started moaning out with each thrust. The sound of the slap echoed through the room, the perfect accompaniment to the slick sounds of Jessica being fucked rough, hands firmly grasping the covers as she rocked back and forth.

It was refreshing for me to be having sex with a dick, after using a pussy so much these days. Using my cock inside Grace’s skin was actually even better than using it as myself, as the base of it rubbed up against Grace’s own distended pussy lips, giving little thrills of female pleasure mixed in with the masculine rush of having my shaft buried inside Jessica.

I started getting faster and faster, Jessica squealing as she was impaled, the squelching from my member in her guts turning me on even more. I couldn’t believe how good it felt; the satisfaction from both Grace and I came crashing together as we totally dominated the girl who ruined this flat, showing her once and for all who really ran the place.

An evil idea to shock Jessica came to me as I approached climax, gritting my teeth as the enjoyment became too much.

“You know Jessica, I couldn’t have done this alone.”

She looked at me, her face melting with the pleasure, utterly confused.

“I’m a sweet, lovely girl, and all I wanted was a good life and friends. I could never manipulate or hurt anyone. But there’s someone else you wronged who can, someone who doesn’t mind doing a dirty deed to get results, and well, we decided to join together, you see?”

She had no idea what was going on, but I could see she was on the cusp of orgasm. So was I, as I smiled and reached to the back of my neck and pulled, tearing Grace’s face off and revealing my own underneath just before both of us climaxed.

“OH MY GOOOOOOD”

She screamed, the pleasure hitting her like a tsunami as she squirted, mixed together with the utter shock and psychological horror of being fucked roughly by a futanari, who tore off her own face revealing a man below.

I had a wild grin on my own face as my eyes flashed and I came, a huge rush of cum squirting out of me and filling Jessica up, so much of it that it burst out of her entry and splattered on the bed.

All of this had been too much for Jessica, who fainted, her brain unable to cope with everything that had happened as she happily let herself be taken by unconsciousness.

I slid out of her entry and stood there, juices dripping off the end of my dick as I stepped back, strutting to the mirror to admire my hybrid form. I was covered in sweat and residue, Grace’s beautiful female body defiled by my head atop it and my penis hanging free from her most feminine place. My eyes were lit up like I’d won a championship game, my head full of dopamine as all the colors in the room seemed brighter, and each breath seeming like its own pleasure.

Brutal though it had been, I couldn’t deny that had been the best sex of my life. As I looked in the mirror, I knew that now I was fully surrendered to the power of the Skinwalker, and I wouldn’t want it any other way…