Univited Guest

 "Hnn, no, stop" Chris moaned, desperately begging the invisible spirit that had invaded his body to stop. 

If she, and from the way his body was changing there was no doubt in his mind that the spirit was female, could hear him she gave no sign of it. 

He groaned cursing himself for putting on the old necklace he'd found while his body blossomed into feminine curves. His back arched as his hips cracked and his ass expanded. Soft heavy tits burst from his chest and blonde hair tumbled past his shoulders to frame his pretty new face.

He could sense the spirit's excitement, it seeped into him like an infection. He kept trying to fight it but his  protests melted into delighted moans as eager hands found their way to the new anatomy between his legs. 

He couldn’t stopped her deftly probing fingers as they went to work on his new sex. His resistance gradually faded away and by the time his uninvited guest had expertly rubbed them to his first climax as a woman he could no longer tell if the cries of ecstasy echoing from the basement walls were hers or his own