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Someone you know gains the ability to possess others...
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Chapter #4

Continue mom's POV (point of view).

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"Well, i guess I'm going to have to deal MY "sister" now." You grabbed your daughter and lifter her over your shoulder in a fireman's-hold. Your knew strength kind of amazed you. "Wow!" you said as you lifted the unconscious girl in one quick motion.

It only took you about a minute to bring her up the stairs and into her room. You plopped her on her bed and tucked her in. You then bent over to give her a little kiss on the forehead, she was your daughter after all. "Sorry about the little mishap with you body there Heather, i promise that if I ever do that again, i"ll take what Tim told me into consideration and be a little more respectful at the least" you said to your already snoring daughter.

You closed the door quickly but quietly and headed into your sons room. You flopped onto your bed with a massive smile on your face. After only about twelve seconds of laying down with your sons muscular arms behind his head, you started to day dream about what this all meant. you had not really possessed anyone other than your daughter, one of your male neighbors only two houses down, and your best girl friend, Debra.

"I could seriously get used to this!" As a younger woman in her early 40's, you spent your life now being a stay at home mom and not really making it a big priority to have fun and let your hair down. Even when you were younger, you didn't spend very much of your time going out with friends. Your time was better spent studying and reserving yourself for when you married. Well, that didn't turn out great for you after you decided to be a mother to the children and nothing more. It certainly didn't help you when your husband stepped out on you.

"Humph, my life has been nothing but being what society wanted me to be!" you said in a little bit of a defiant tone. Hearing the words come out of your sons voice also brought to mind all the times hes used that tone with you. "Well no more! It's time for this woman to really be just that, a woman!" You kind of felt a little silly using your sons voice to proclaim your womanhood.

Suddenly a thought came to mind that you had almost completely forgotten about thanks to your life-changing decision! You had your sons penis!

You unbuttoned your sons pants and pulled them off. Now all that was between you and your sons member was his boxer shorts. You got an idea at this moment and began to change your tactic. You started to fill your thoughts with things you found sexy. Things like large cocks, manly muscles, etc. Then you started to think about the predicament you were in at this very second. It was a little bit of a turn on, being inside your own sons body and controlling his every movement.

You felt a small twitch in your pants as your sons member began to rise. You looked down at it in amazement! For a 17 year old boy, your son was very well hung! You brought your right hand to it and began to stroke your little friend. Feelings of pleasure moved throughout your body. The feelings were not as strong as they might be, had you been touching your own body's private parts, but this feeling was so alien and strange that it definitely made the pleasure that much better.

You finally couldn't take it anymore and you ripped off your boxers. You were then lying on your sons bed, in his room, in his body, butt naked from the waist down, touching his penis. The thought was both exciting and a little nerve racking. Should you really be touching your sons genitals like this? "Hell! This is my "break" and I'll do whatever I please! After all, I did give birth to the kid, I should have that kind of power."

One thing did come to mind though, how should you jerk off your new little buddy? It's not like you haven't given a few hand jobs in your life but this was from a completely different angle, it was a little more of a challenge to think of how you were going to go about masturbating. You started with a slow, gentle rhythm. The feeling was really starting to turn you on but it would not be anywhere close to enough. You started to pick up the pace but something was off. It felt a little to rough.

"Wait, what am I thinking!" you exclaimed in a bit of a eureka moment. "I need to lubricate first!" You put your left hand in your mouth and did the signature female finger lick, making sure to get the whole thing all lubed up.

Once you got back to it, you began to really enjoy yourself. "Oh! That is so GOOD!" You were starting to raise your voice and began to think of the problems that might come up if you woke up your daughters. Even with this in mind, you didn't break your rhythm. It was just too good! You started to kind thrust your pelvis up into the air as you yanked on your massive hard-on.

It only took you a few more minutes of this beautiful feeling for you to finally cum. And it was glorious! The orgasm only lasted about 30 seconds but in the blissful moment afterward you said "I have seriously got to possess my son more often!"

The bed and your sons body was now covered in your bodily fluids. It took you only about a half hour to change the sheets, take a shower, and climb back into bed. You got under the fresh covers and concentrated on leaving your sons body. After only a few second you were floating up in the air above him.

"Aww he looks so peaceful.." you said as you watched him roll over and get all cozy in his bed.

Two thoughts then crossed your mind. It was definitely fun being your son for that short while, but all you had done was masturbate. What if you could interact with other people, maybe even his girlfriend. The second thought was to try out taking possession of one of your daughters again to see how that would go. School was tomorrow so really anything could happen.

"Hmmm, what to do, what to do." you thought with a clever grin on your face.
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