Daughter's Tattoo
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“I got a tattoo!” my daughter squealed the second I answered her call. “Ooh, send me a picture!” I said, matching her enthusiasm. “No, Mom, take me over and see it in person!” she pleaded. I sighed, but smiled since she was acting on what I’d implanted in her head. I’ve been astral projecting into my daughter since she turned 18. I manipulated a few things in her mind that made her want me to. At the time, I told myself I was doing it because when she eventually went off to college, I’d still be able to come and see her whenever I wanted. But what happened was her hormones got the better of me, and I started spending more and more time in her body, using it to make myself feel good. And then my husband caught me, and he was mad until I let him feel how incredibly tight and wet his daughter’s pussy is. “Gimme one second,” I said. “I’ll be right there.” “Yay!” she said, and hung up. I sat down in a cross legged position, and concentrated. Distance didn’t mean anything in the astral plane, and a few moments later, I was in my daughter’s tiny apartment. She was sitting down so I wouldn’t topple over when I projected into her. “Good girl,” I said. “Just like Momma taught you. Now let’s see what you got.” I looked down, and there was a cat and a rose just above her breasts. “Oh, it’s lovely dear,” I said. She couldn’t hear me, but that was okay. She would remember me giving my approval, and anything else I wanted her to remember, like how she’d promised to visit us this weekend. “I’m going to take a quick picture for your father.” I used her phone to get a pic of the tattoo. I should have stopped there. But I didn’t. I took another one that focused on her perky tit. And then her pussy. I see she’s still shaving it, yet another thing I’d encouraged her to do in her head. I sent a text to my dear husband that read, “I know you miss her body. We should see her this weekend though, and then you can suck these firm titties. Be sure to tell her how much you love her tattoo.” I send it, then delete the pics and texts, then pop back to my body. My husband’s gonna fuck me so good tonight while he thinks of her.