I should start from the beginning. My name is… or was…. Wilson. Chris and I were in the same English 101 class…. and Chemistry 101 class… and Econ 201 class… We shared a lot of classes together, and he decided that I would be his homework-slave and that I would do all his assignments in addition to mine. If I didn’t… he would find me, bring me to a secluded area, and beat the sh*t out of me. None of the faculty would do anything because his family donated a lot of money to the school and they just turn a blind eye.
One day, I was having a bad day, and I texted Chris that I wouldn’t be doing his homework. As usual, he found me, and then took me to a secluded area. But this time, I fought back. He then took it too far and beat me till I was bleeding like crazy. He ran once he saw how bad it was. I died a few minutes later.
But I wasn’t gone. My spirit was lingering nearby Chris for some reason. I’ve tried leaving but couldn’t. One time, I found out that I could move stuff around and manipulate my surrounding. I started fucking with him at first, pantsing him all of a sudden, or even rubbing his cock while he was walking, causing him to awkwardly cover his bulge with a book.
I continued for about a month or so, and my sexual drive was going crazy. I couldn’t pleasure myself (since I was a ghost with no materialistic form), so I was going insane.
One day, Chris was jerking off like he usually does on Thursday nights. Why does he get to release his sexual tension but I can’t?? I had enough
If I could manipulate everything around me, then I should be able to control Chris.
“Chris, you’re going to pay,” I whispered with frustration. He stopped jerking off. That’s when I realized that he heard me that time. He sat back up, and pulled up his boxer briefs.
“Who said that,” Chris naively asked.
With all my energy, I forced myself into his body through his mouth. I shoved myself down him as he gurgled uncontrollably.
He started shaking like crazy as my spiritual form got situated in his body. Each spiritual string attaching itself to every muscle of his body, contorting, and even enlarging each muscle.
“Consider this payback. You took my life, and so I’ll take over yours,” I said. My spiritual form fully adjusted to Chris’ body and I was in full control.
With my buff right arm, I pulled down Chris’ boxer briefs and jerked off with both of my meaty hands.
“What are you doing?? Stop,” Chris said deep inside his body, unable to control anything.
“This is MY body now,” I said, as a grin wrinkled in the corner of my new mouth.
All the sexual tension that built up throughout the month finally caused an explosion onto the floor. I continued to jerk my new cock off. MY seeds spewing back onto my abs. After a moment, my new cock was released of it’s juice.
I took a few deep breathes, as I rubbed my seeds all over my abs.
“Motherfucker! GIVE ME MY BODY BACK NOW!” No, you little bitch, haha.
I scooped up some of my juice and put it in my mouth.
“Motherfucker! Stop,” Chris continued shouting deep inside his body. There was no escape. I picked myself up, and took a nice warm shower to rub and clean ever inch of my new body.
Afterwards, I got dressed, and contacted a fellow classmate. Chris never noticed, but I did. Mark, one of our classmates, would always be staring at Chris. He actually liked Chris, but Chris wasn’t into “that faggity-ass shit”. Mark will probably be happy now.
Mark and I met up at his dorm, and I immediately started making out with him. We both stripped naked as I gestured for Mark to lay down as I hopped on top of him and shoved my cock into his mouth.
“Chris, what has gotten into you,” Mark asked throughout each insertion of my new huge cock.
“Nothing… yet,” I replied, as I stopped fucking his mouth and slid down on his hard thick cock.
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