Stephanie's lesson.

Life was cold. One moment you were alive and happy..and then, it was over. But, why complain? At least the misery was over...and maybe now he could just- rest. But, this was him, he should've expected something to happen at the end and well, it did making it exactly the opposite;

The beginning.

Who would've thought heartbreak was an actual killer, well close enough. It all began with a change of mind. But he couldn't just place blame, he was at fault too..he just wish things didn't go how they went. He loved her so much but somewhere along the line misery just won and if pulled them apart, then brought a stop to his life. He was breathing one minute and then gone the next.

It was strange, being in a hospital room while others came.

There were a few, more than he expected actually...though, he didn't know if he wanted to wake up at this point- or could. But what got him was her, he was so mad at her. She didn't need to give up like she did and to add she didn't have to go to someone else. He was trying so hard for her, he wanted to be better and he thought he was..she told him he was. But in the end, it didn't seem true.

He didn't understand why it came to this, he didn't want to die; it just hurt that much. He just wanted or be better and now— he couldn't… but what made it worse for him is that he wasn't moving on as if he was just stuck there letting the **** go on even further. After everything he went through he was denied actual ****. Did the universe just… hate him? What was he going to do?

Maybe he'd just follow her, see if she really felt the way she did because after everything it didn't seem like it. There were so many broken promises. Everytime she said not to worry, he had every reason to because in the end she'd just go ahead and make his fears a reality and in truth, he always knew it'd just come to this..he wasn't allowed to be happy, life made that apparent.

And so did now. By now, she was back home. Stephanie had gotten back, and was seemingly getting ready for a shower. He hadn't seen her in so long, and right now he wanted to touch her but he couldn't..and seeing her just made him mad because even though he didn't want to blame her this was her fault. She drank, she promised him things would be fine, but instead as always it just came crashing down. She went from the love of his life to a regret.

And now she was in front of him.

“You know, this is your fault..and what gets me even more, is..you can't see me. You can't even hear me, so were you lying about seeing things too? Is there anything you were honest about? I loved you, I wanted to give you everything and you...no, I should've been better. I could've but in the end you still hurt me and now, you get to be happy.”

He said. He'd just say there for a moment— thinking, and then she'd bend over making him remember how good she felt. And since she did what she did, he'd get back at her. Before she could get up, he'd charge in diving straight between her fat, pale, ass cheeks and going up her tight little hole. Letting her fat white ass swallow him up he'd be sucked into her body, her stomach rumbling fiercely from it.

Making it better, she'd shrug it off as being hungry. Her stomach continues to growl. He hadn't heard it in a long time, so he figured he'd just take over her belly for her shower. Filling the bathroom with loud gurgling Stephanie held her possessed stomach trying to ease it. She'd mutter under breath about it and then, she mentioned work. Taking control of her body for a moment, he checks her out. Hands grab her now bigger tits, then spank her fat ass before patting her sexy and obnoxiously loud stomach.

“Your ass got fat, your tits grew, your belly is a little bigger and I'm Hornier now. I wonder if I can make you swallow some ghosts and let them in this thing. There's so much I can do with you, just need to be careful. I want to make sure the ghosts I let go up your ass don't plan on staying. Can't go sharing now.”

He says, spanking her before giving control back, ass stinging.

“What? Why does my ass hurt? No, I need to just hurry up. Sooner I can, sooner the day is over.”

Stephanie says to herself.

Back inside of her gurgling stomach, Jose was having his fun. Making the walls grind together, making it rumble. But that wasn't good enough..he had full control over her belly, he could do a lot more. Soon he'd take over her sides, pushing to the left she tilt not wondering why before pushing to the other. It was almost like controlling some type of suit or robot..which was pretty fun.

Pushing forward, her stomach moves outward making her stomach for a moment before it sucks back it. It'd feel and seem like some kind of alien or creature was moving around inside of her grumbling belly. Grabbing it her stomach goes into a frenzy shaking from side to side, moving inward and outward while she slips about. While controlling her belly making it move and growl was incredibly sexy..there had to be more, right?

What else could he have fun with without taking control over her entire body? Ideas go to her ass. Diving back into her cheeks she feels her stomach relax finally, but not before her cheeks wobble. She looks behind, this time focused on her now possessed booty wondering how it moved on its own but tried to just ignore it. She'd dip down, her ass twerking which let her mouth wide open in shock.

“What the fuck is wrong with me??”

She shouts out, her ass shaking behind her before she could stand again. Her cheeks shake, hole tightening making her hold her pale butt. She'd open the curtain and step out this time. Wasn't going to wash everything? Wow. Well, now he could sniff her ass later on if he wanted to make her do so...he just expected this to go longer.

She'd leave the bathroom now, her ass wobbling behind her made it hard to keep the towel from falling but she managed, getting to her room and closing the door behind her as fast as she could. The towel fall, chest puffing inward and outward. She was worried, how was she even going to go about her day now? Her stomach starts up again making her smack it out of anger before growling herself.

“Fuck! Why can't I just live my life? Is this some bullshit punishment?"

She shouts out which makes it stop… always the victim.

He'd take full control of her body. Making her stand up she'd ignore checking her out again, this time he made her go to her clothes. Looking at her uniform there wasn't much he could really do she wouldn't get in without her clothes. He'd toss her underwear to the side and couldn't believe she was going to wear them. Not after what she just said.

Easy access, right? Making her get dressed he slips on her pants a shirt forcing her to leave the room, her stomach gurgling to where hers sister and mother could hear, they asked if she'd eat, but he just made her say no which made the car ride loud and awkward. By the time they arrived, Jo- Stephanie was nearly soaked. Raising her brow he'd strutted her body into work.

He was already fucking up, he made her early..but oh well, just more time to mess with her. She'd walk past her coworkers, her stomach's rumbling hitting their ears. One even asked if she was hungry, he'd say no obviously making her go to the back to wait? He'd guess, but just as he went to do that, he'd let her have control. She'd come to work surprised as to how she got there.

That was when she decided she needed to use the bathroom.

“Okay, what the fuck? Who's doing this? Which one of you are doing this, I know I'm not crazy.”

She says, but her ‘alters’ were just as confused as well.

“Seriously? I know it isn't Krystal, she hates work. So it had to be one of you two because Emily wouldn't do it eithe-—"

Hand smacks her ass to shut her up. She'd jump up, then look behind...they've never used her body while she was awake before so, were they telling the truth? Taking over again, hand pats her stomach as it groans before she slips her pants to show her pale crack. This was going to be fun. Making her leave the bathroom, he steps out asking if he could do anything, but there wasn't.

He should've checked her schedule before leaving seemed like he was going to be there for a while, so what could he do? Well, he was over an hour early. Maybe he could finally see what it was like to masturbate as her- in public! Telling her boss she'd be back he goes to the mall. Suddenly, Stephanie was browsing the Spencers looking for a dido to use without shame. Oh the looks she got, well..he, got. It felt tingly almost.

“Hmm, I haven't seen her asshole in a while well, been in it. I wonder what I can fit in there. I'll start with six-”

Bringing her to a pause, he saw something he really liked..a Ouja board dildo. Immediately making her grab it he goes to the register, the clerk looking at her. Some pink haired pastel chick that was clearly questioning.

“I can't wait to shove this up my ass, I wonder if I could channel some spirits in it, let them go in my booty.”

He said, making her giggle. God it was so hot making her act like a total slut. Her stomach growls again, hand patting it and holding. The clerk puts their new toy in the bag and the best part about it was the fact that he could keep it up inside her asshole, or so he was hoping he could. Leaving, Stephanie goes to the bathroom well..one he could find before finding a stall and dropping her pants. Smacking her ass and squeezing her jiggly mounds he takes the dildo from the box.

Admiring it, he questioned it. He was controlling her body, but he'd still— feel it. Well, she didn't need to know. Moving it to lube it up before just using the water in the sink he sticks it to the seat top before hovering her gorgeous ass over it. He hesitated for a bit, but he was curious. Pulling cheeks apart, he sits down shoving it up her ass causing her to scream out. It hurt, but it felt… good? Her ass was nice and tight, and moving was so stimulating he couldn't do anything but make her sit still.

He'd try to get up, but God did it feel weird. For about three minutes he was stuck with a dildo up his ex girlfriend's ass, while possessing her. Finally he decided to stand, then bounce and it unfortunately felt good. For a little bit he made Stephanie ride it, bouncing her fat, pale ass up and down before coming to a stop for a bit. This felt so strange. Her stomach suddenly started growling loudly as her hole twitched, he'd jump up feeling something go up his hole— her, hole. He'd shake off before thinking about what to do next.

He could role play as her being possessed. But was there a point to that? She already was possessed. It was easier doing this, she said she didn't like anal anymore, but by possessing her he could make her do whatever however he did become curious. Eyes stare down, her legs part as he makes her sit back down with the dildo up her fat ass. Her stomach kept growling, but he liked hearing that. Moving her fingers down between her legs, her brow raised.

“Well, I've always wondered what it'd feel like.”

Without hesitation, he began to tease her clit. It was so sensitive and it felt good. It was like discovering jacking off for the first time all over again. Finger tips began to rub, teasing her lips while he made her bite down on her bottom… God it felt so good to masturbate inside of her. As he began to explore her lewd pussy, her tight little hole squeezed against the dildo pulling it further and further up her ass.

“Yeah, I'm staying in here. I get to use your ass, masturbate, make your stomach growl, and embarrass you? Think I got lucky.”

He said through her between moans. Finger slips in, making her cry out though he'd cover her mouth. He didn't stop, fingering the inside of Stephanie's tight pussy was practically addicting. Fingers twirled around inside of her, moans and whines becoming harder and harder to contain as he came closer and closer to climaxing through her.

“Yeah, that's a good little possessed bitch.”

He'd make her say, it sounded so lewd through her voice and loved it. Her finger pushes all the way in, dildo almost vanishing up her ass before both spots are hit making Stephanie gush. Heavy breaths come from her now, he'd make her stand up before talking to himself again after catching her breath.

“I need to clean up, I guess it's good I snagged those napkins.’’

He'd say, making her clean the scene of the crime— pussy and all. Before he redressed her he forgot about the dildo wedged up her ass. He'd make her smack it a few times then hold it before she was awoken again, her stomach screaming at her like some caged monster. He wanted her to be embarrassed, he wanted to make people think she was crazy. Her body was his, and she had **** in the matter now. Hand grips her belly as it growls, making her bend over unaware of the toy inside her possessed asshole.

“What the Hell? Why is my stomach so aggressive? How did I even get here? And why am i so… hpr"

She says, holding it. Did she say hot? Hmm, maybe this could work. He could settle with an obedient little possessed sex ****, listening to her master that lived inside her body. And she was right; It was hot, but what'd be even hotter was controlling her while she was awake this time.

“Hot? I'll show you hot.”

She hears, legs moving against her own will. She steps forward, thighs jiggling, ass wobbling behind her with dildo rubbing inside her hole. She was so sexy when she couldn't control what she did. Her stomach continued to growl, loudly at that catching attention from isles away. The best part was..

She was aware, and she questioned her actions in her thoughts.

“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck! Why am I moving? Everyone is literally looking at me, and I'm just walking along...proud. I'm swinging my hips like a model, I'm smiling and my stomach is groaning at these people; why am I doing this?”

She thinks.

Finally, she gets to the door and out before she's in control of her body. Her stomach grumbles and gurgles fearsomely for a few more moments moving about under her shirt before he loves into her butt cheeks, making her fat, sexy, pale, white, perfectly possessed booty shake behind her. She starts to twerking against her will to those coming out painting her face with a deep shade of red only to smack her gorgeous, round ass and gain control again.

“What the Hell!?”

She shouts, tearing off into the distance running to the woods where she couldn't be seen. By this point, she wasn't really sure on what to do, she just knew she couldn't be in public. She didn't even think she could be home. Coming to a tree, she'd place her back against it to catch her breath against terrorism the two miles she managed to somehow clear which felt like more. The bare cheeks of her amazing fat ass pressed against the tree, her pants had almost fallen all the way off but she didn't care.

She was alone well, at least on the outside... inside? She was possessed. And rightfully so. She deserved this.