Possession Amulet
A request for @possessionfan
Mark was an older guy and felt like his best years were behind him. His adult children had moved out and he and his wife had drifted apart. He found himself wishing for a grand children to fill the gap in his life unfortunately although his son was married he and his hot young wife seemed in no hurry to provide a new generation.
He was resigned to grinding through his midlife crisis like so many of his friends had, a sports car and possibly an embarrassingly young mistress were starting to look like serious possibilities. That is until he found the amulet.
He came across it as he was clearing out the garage falling out of the lining of an old book. It didn’t look like much, just a battered tarnished necklace, but something about the design is fascinating. He slips the chain around his neck to make sure he doesn’t lose it and as he does he reads the inscription.
“liberi mei fueris spirtu” he reads aloud
A shiver runs through his body and he feels oddly light all of a sudden. He looks down and gasps as he sees he is floating a few inches above the ground and his body is almost completely transparent like a ghost. His clothes have fallen through his insubstantial form landing in a pile on the floor and when he tries to pick them up his hand passes through them with no effect.
“Holy shit!” He yells his voice sounding thin and echoing “What’s happening to me? I some kind of ghost!”
Close to panic he rushes out of the garage and back into the house passing through the closed door like smoke. He finds his wife on her laptop, engrossed in some project or other.
“Kelly, Kelly!” he calls “You’ve got to help, I put on this necklace and now I’m a ghost!”
She doesn’t respond seeming oblivious to him even when he waved a ghostly hand right in front of her face. He grabbed her shoulders desperate to get her attention somehow, his hands sank into her like they had with his clothes but when he tries to pull away there was… resistance. He finds himself sinking deeper into her his arms pushing into her arms, his chest being swallowed up by her ample bosom. The more he tries to squirm free the more he is sucked inside her, he feels his phantom junk being drawn up inside her as he seemed to expand to fill her wide hips and ass. Finally his head merges with hers and he finds himself blinking out through her eyes.
“Fuck!” he yelps in her voice “I’m in Kelly’s body. I have tits… and a pussy.”
His hands roam over the familiar body confirming everything is in place. It’s been awhile since Kelly has allowed him this level of access but every seems to be where he remembers it and he finds that it feels even better from the inside. Looking down he sees he is still wearing the amulet now nestled between his breasts.
“This is incredible.” he gasps continuing to feel her up “I can make her do whatever I want, no more I have a headache for me.”
He takes his time reacquainting himself with his wife’s body. Posing naked in front of bathroom mirror, taking some sexy selfies for later use, even coaxing a knee trembling orgasm out of it until after about an hour he began to feel a strange pressure like something is pushing at him from within. He looks down past his breasts and the slight swell of his belly to see his ghostly erection pushing out from his flat female crotch. He tries to will it back into place but the pressure continues to build until he is forcibly pushed out of her body completely. Back in his phantom form he flees back to the relative safety of the garage. He feels himself growing heavier and more solid with each second until by the time he returns to his discarded clothes he is fully flesh and blood once more.
Since then Mark hasn’t had much time for self pity or worrying about the relentless march of the years he is much too busy enjoying his new hobby. Every chance he gets he uses the amulet, possessing total strangers or friends and neighbours. Even his own family members. He has many many adventures with his magical amulet who knows maybe I’ll share a few of them with you someday…
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