Possession Portal

My husband and I want to know where our daughter has been sneaking off to at all hours, so we found a location spell. That’s what we thought it was anyway. After my husband and I both cast it, we found out the hard way that while it does pinpoint a person’s exact location, it does so by ripping your soul from your body and shooting you towards that person. My soul got slammed into my daughter’s body, and my husband’s into her cute best friend. This would have been problematic enough, except they also happened to be right in the middle of a threesome! Now I’m being fucked by my daughter’s hung boyfriend, while my husband kisses and gropes me our daughter’s body. We’re both being consumed by lust in the moment. This is seriously some of the best dick I’ve ever had. It fills up my daughter’s tight pussy perfectly. We’re gonna have to use that spell to check up on our slutty daughter more often.

My roommate Bri was acting weird since she came home from her boyfriend’s house. She was mainly just being all touchy feely, which I have to say, I didn’t mind. I eventually went to take a shower, and as I stepped out, she walked in naked, put her phone on the sink, and kissed me. I couldn’t help but kiss her back. While I began to explore her body, she smirked at her phone and said, “I told you your roommate wanted to make out with you, babe.”

I kinda stumbled into this business when a friend asked if I would hop her and break up with her boyfriend so she didn’t have to. She even said she’d pay me! So yeah, now it’s totally a service I provide. For a fee, I will hop a person and break up with their boyfriend or girlfriend so they don’t have to remember their hurt expressions. And I’ll make sure it’s permanent. There won’t be calls or texts begging to get back together. How do I do that? Well, I’ll use my friend as the example. She gave me permission to do whatever I needed to do so her boyfriend would get the message. After I hopped her, I put on a nice dress, then went dildo shopping. I found a big one, then told her boyfriend to meet me at the park. As soon as he approached, I spread his girlfriend’s legs open and said, “Sorry, but I’m done fucking your tiny pricks. I gotta have something much bigger for this pussy, so we’re done. Now get outta here. I can’t cum while I’m looking at your face, but you know that already, don’t you.” Yeah, sounds harsh I know. But effective, and my friend was happy with the results.

It’s important to me that I stay fit, so I like to hit our home gym first thing every morning. I was just getting started when I heard my wife whistling the cursed tune from down the hall. I felt the tingle all over my skin that let me know the magic was taking effect, reshaping and feminizing me. By the time my wife whistled the last few notes and stepped into the room, I had transformed into a beautiful woman. “Dammit, honey,” I whined. “It’s so early in the day for this, and I was just about to begin working out.” My wife nodded, but her eyes didn’t meet mine. They were drinking in my curves. “Oh, don’t let me stop you dear,” she said with a voice filled with lust. “I was hoping I could just…study your moves. Maybe get some pointers.” I rolled my eyes as I picked up the weights. “Yeah, I’m sure.” The weights were too heavy in this form, and I swapped them out for lighter ones, then began doing lunges with them. At the end of that set my wife said, “Everything you do just oozes sex appeal when you look like this.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ll try not to let that damage my male ego. Are you really just gonna stand there and watch me work out the whole time?” I made a show of getting down on all fours and began doing leg lifts. “Ooh yeah,” she replied softly. “I could watch you work up a sweat in that body all day. But of course, you’ll need a shower after. And I’ll be there to watch that too.” I’m beginning to wonder if my wife prefers my female self. As I look at my reflection in the mirror, I cant help but wonder if I do too.

My twin sister Gwen has always been able to get into my head. Literally. She has the ability to make a psychic link to my mind and take over my body. When we were younger she’d it to get me in trouble, because I was always the good kid. I’ve always been quiet and reserved, while Gwen is the free spirit and, well, a bit of a slut. That’s why I called her that day. I needed her advice. Shane finally asked me out and we were on our first date at the mall. But things were moving a little too quickly, so I called Gwen for advice. “Hey, Gwen. I’m at the mall with Shane, and anytime I go to try on clothes, he wants to come with me into the changing room. He said he really wants to see my boobs! I mean, I want him to eventually, but in a changing room? I mean, there’s people right outside and-” But Gwen cut me off. “That’s okay, sis. I got you.” I gave a nervous laugh. “Got me? What do you mean? Wait! You’re not gonna-” But then I felt her project into my mind. A smile came over my face, and I was made to march right over to Shane. I grabbed his hand and was forced to drag him to the nearest changing room. Once inside, I pushed him onto the small bench. He was about to ask something, but I put a finger to my lips. Then I felt my hands go to my top, and suddenly my boobs are out, and Shane is staring at them! “Stop it Gwen! I’m not a slut like you!” I yell at her through the connection in our mind. Given the situation, perhaps I should have used more tact. “Fuck you!” she yelled back internally. “I was trying to help you! But since I’m such a slut, I’ll give your boyfriend here something a little extra!” And then I start making my boobs bounce, and Shane’s jaw is on the floor and I can see he’s hard as I start moaning loudly. I’m gonna kill Gwen, but…I’m pretty sure Shane is gonna ask me on a second date.

Initiation into the best fraternity on campus means wearing the house’s special skinsuit. It doesn’t matter how big of a guy you are, you put that thing on and it makes you a petite woman. If you’re serious about joining, you keep it on. For one week, you allow yourself to become the fraternity’s free use plaything. Enthusiasm is mandatory. If you’re not eager to suck and fuck and take dick in every hole, you must take it off, and you’ve lost the chance to join forever. But if you make it through that week, you’re in. And once you’re in, you’ve earned the right to put that skinsuit back on anytime you want. Here’s one of our oldest alumni now, back for the big game, taking care of us like it’s his initiation week all over again.

Every time I go out with my hot girlfriend she ends up getting hopped by some creep. I thought we’d managed to avoid them tonight, but as we left the club, my girlfriend pushed her dress down to the ground and began walking down the street in just her coat. In a deep, masculine voice she said, “Sorry man. Your girl here is just so fine, I wanted to see what it was like to walk a mile in her shoes, and nothing else.” I watched helplessly as she began to slide the coat down her arms. “Maybe more than a mile, actually. Maybe all the way back to your place where I’ll let you fuck me. Only then will I consider leaving this gorgeous body.”

My girlfriend has a bottle of oil that she puts on her body at the beginning of every day, and after every shower. She says it’s expensive, and that I should never, ever use it. I don’t really see the allure. I mean, it doesn’t make her smell any better, and it gets absorbed into her skin so fast that after a few minutes, it’s like the oil was never there. Today, my curiosity got the better of me after she left for work. I popped the top, and rubbed a generous portion on my arms and pecs. I began to feel a tingling all over my body. It was like I was changing, becoming shorter. Suddenly I felt long hair on my shoulders. Then my pecs bulged out, and became a set of huge boobs. I grasped them, and kneaded them with new, smaller fingers. They were still so slippery from the oil, and wow, so sensitive! This is really turning me on, but…oh fuck! There’s…there’s nothing between my legs! Wait just a second. My girlfriend has been putting this oil on every day since before we got together. Does that mean she’s actually been a guy this whole time?!

When Britney got dumped by her boyfriend, I told her I’d throw a movie night for her and invited our friends to help cheer her up. I didn’t have any ulterior motives, even though everyone knew I had a crush on her. It would remain unrequited though, because try as I might, Britney just wasn’t into pussy. Still, I did hope I’d be the one sitting next to her. I got my wish when we all sat on my big couch. I was in the middle, and Britney was on my left. We were halfway into the first romcom when all of a sudden Britney convulsed next to me. “Girl, are you okay?” Alexis asked on my right, just before her eyes rolled back and she began shaking as well. Then everyone was shaking except me. After a few seconds they all stopped, and Britney shouted, “We’re in! Let’s get naked and fuck each other!” I heard Alexis’s voice pipe up, “Um, there’s five of them,” he said, pointing at me. “No one projected into this one.” Britney frowned, but it quickly turned into a smirk. “We’re alright. Sabrinia here has a crush on THIS body.” She pulled her shirt off with a flourish and said in the flirtiest way possible, “You want me naked, don’t you, Sabrina? That way you can finger me.” I hesitated, and it felt like everyone in the room was holding their breath, waiting for my response. Then I nodded. The second I did, every girl stripped, including me, and we all began finger banging one another. Best girls’ night ever.

I cannot believe Lucas fucked my dad while wearing my mom’s skin last night. Mom’s acting normal this morning, so he must have left in the dead of night. I’m still trying to get the image of Mom’s tits out of my head as she makes me and dad breakfast in the kitchen. She’s wearing a short black dress, and Dad can’t keep his hands off her ass, and she can’t stop egging him on by swaying it back and forth and giggling. I wonder if she’d be in such a good mood if she knew my bully had used her body to fuck her husband. Maybe she thinks it had been her. Or maybe she had a blank spot in her memory. I needed to find out it works when Lucas makes a skinsuit. I decide when Dad leaves, I’ll tell mom everything. I mean, she’s my mom. She’s got to believe me. As soon as my dad is out the door I say, “Mom? I have something to tell you. It’s about a guy in my class named Lucas.” She gave me a curious look before she said, “Lucas…Lucas…oh, you mean the guy who’s still wearing my skin? That guy?” My eyes went wide in surprise. “You’re still inside her?!” I exclaimed. “Why?! Why haven’t you left yet?” My mom began bouncing on her heels, making her large boobs jiggle and shake. My eyes couldn’t help but fixate on them. My mom gave a mocking laugh. “There’s the reason, Johnny. Because I get a perverse joy teasing you in this skin. Maybe it’s that, or maybe I liked how well your dad fucked me last night. Either way I’m going out to buy some sexy new outfits to tease Daddy with before he gets home. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to model them for you first.” And then my mom’s hand patted my crotch as Lucas wore her out. I hated how hard I’d been when he did it.

My rival for valedictorian has figured out a pretty effective way of getting into my head, by getting into my sister’s body. I’m not sure how he does it, but every morning he’ll make her come into my room. He’s got me looking forward to it. I wake up early, hoping he’s already inside her, then can’t get back to sleep until she walks in. He doesn’t say anything at first. He’ll just lock eyes with me as he slips a hand under her panties and begins to finger her. He’ll use the other hand to feel her up. If I try to touch myself in front of him, he’ll leave. But if I don’t, I get to see my sister climax. After he does and I’m as hard as I can possibly be, he says, “Remember, if my GPA is higher than yours at the end of semester, I’ll let you fuck her. Now get downstairs, loser. Mom made you breakfast.”

Each day Mark comes over and tempts me with the gorgeous body he’s in for swap class. Each time I give in and show him my dick and stroke till I cum. On the fifth day I was already naked and ready to start stroking when he said, “I’ve only got a couple of days left and, look, I still don’t wanna fuck, but…maybe it’d be hot if there was some skin to skin contact.” I grinned. The thought of touching him was like this taboo thing that I’d wanted since day two, but I didn’t think he’d be into it. “What did you have in mind?” I asked, doing a poor job of masking my excitement. Mark smiled, and glanced towards my bedroom. “Follow me.” I was right behind him as he walked purposefully into my room. It was a mess, but he’d never minded before. Still, I was self conscious, because try as I might, it still felt like I was bringing a girl in here. One I liked. I really felt like I was catching feelings for Mark this week, and it was gonna be super hard to just go back to normal after all we’d done. Mark interrupted my thoughts by pushing me back onto my bed. I sucked in a breath as he climbed up and straddled my leg. “I want you to feel how wet this pussy gets,” he said. He pushed his long dark hair back, then pulled his shirt over his head. He cupped his boobs. I bet he did that a lot when he was at home. He’d confessed to masturbating pretty much every chance he got. He’d even admitted that it was my dick he was thinking about when he did. He inched closer, his black skirt brushing against my leg. He pulled it up, and I saw the blue panties he wore. He pushed them aside, and there was his pussy. He gave it a quick rub, then gripped my shaft, and pulled it to his cunt. We both moaned at the forbidden connection. “It’s not going in,” Mark whispered firmly, both to himself and me. “We’re not gonna fuck. I’m just gonna slide this wet pussy up and down your shaft till you cum with this big, hard cock.” Each thrust could be the moment I accidentally slip inside him. I’m not sure we’re gonna make it the whole week without actually fucking.

My sister’s friend Ashley was staying the night. She’s so nice to me, and is super pretty, and in case it isn’t obvious, I’ve got a huge crush on her. I just wish I knew if she felt the same way. If she doesn’t, I could make a real fool of myself, and never hear the end of it from my sister. Thankfully, I’ve got a secret way of finding out. Since I was little, I’ve been able to astral project my consciousness into members of my family. So as soon as it gets late, I lay in my bed, close my eyes, and think of my sister. I’ll use her to ask Ashley if she’s got a crush on me. I feel myself drift off, and a second later, my soul rushes into my sister. Her eyes are closed, and her mouth is open. I’m being smothered by something warm and impossibly soft and squishy. Then it’s shoved into my mouth. I open my sister’s eyes and see…Ashley’s boob! Her boob is in my mouth! “I love our sleepovers,” she moans. I feel her body against mine. We’re both completely naked! “Keep sucking my titties,” she moans. “I know how much you love them.” I happily do as she asks, pulling her tit deep into my sister’s mouth. I suppose I did get an answer to my question. Ashley also has a crush, just on my sister, not me. That’s still pretty great actually, as long as my sister doesn’t discover that I’m about to start hijacking her body on a regular basis.