Chapter #6Meanwhile with Jackson by: Near (Jackson's POV)
The scroll seemed old and new, as if it would become dust in your tiny hand with the most minuscule of forces, instead the material wouldn't break or tear, even if you accidentally used a little too much force when you took it from this body brother.
"It would be such a shame if something happened to it..."
You looked in a mirror maintaining your current posture. The smirk that looked back at you was one that you have become accustomed to see in another face. The kind of smirk that make you want to punch assholes and fuck bitches.
"I always liked saucy bitches..." every step that you took rocked your hips from left to right. Even with your new small chest, you felt as the tiny breast jumped with each step, nipples being constrained against the soft material of the bra. Before, you have always looked at women just as a tool to satisfy you... now, they were a tool to live as them.
No more disgusted looks, no more fear in their expression. Now you were one of them.... Heck! You could be anyone of them...
"... as long as this power remain with me..." and Raul doesn't fuck it up.
Lying down on the tiny bed - now perfect for your tiny body - one hand went to play with your nether regions as the other looked over and over to the old parchment. The words have become golden dust before entering you, and only the weird looking words remained in the back.
"What would happen if I read these..." circular motions were done with your left hand. "Would I be expelled from this body... Ah!" your digits have touched the small button that all women had. "Or... Would I become... trapped here..." your body was gasping for air as the hand pumped in and out of your tunnel.
The parchment fell down as the right hand went to play with the erect nipples. This last thought have ignited something inside you, a kind of fire that the only way to extinguish was to play with your new body.
As your body squirted, putting down the fire that your thoughts have started, peace and calm hugged your body as with your closed eyes, your consciousness went to dream world.
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"Wake up!"
"Wake up!"
"Fucking bitch! Don't make me hit you!"
You were woken up by someone shaken you up. As you slowly opened your eyes, the tremor ceased as the figure remained still. Focusing, a big burly man was standing at the side of the bed. His black eyes were observing you as a hand was in the air, as if ready to punch you.
Both of you looked each other in the eyes, analyzing what was the other one thinking.
"What the fuck are you thinking of doing with that hand?"
"Fucking hell!" the man relaxed and turned around. "What do you want me to do, you never came back after you entered the bitch."
"Hahahah, that's true..." Raul was locking around, as if searching for something. "Do you need something?"
"The scroll! Where it is?"
"I don't know..." you said in a playful tone as Raul turned towards you. Two big steps were enough to travel the distance that separated both of you.
"I saw when you took the scroll from the boy! Did you lose it?" Raul was starting to panic as a grin draw itself in your face.
"Hahahaha, you should look at your-" a slap cut you mid-sentence. A harsh pain assaulted the side of your head. "Don't fucking do that!"
"Or what!?"
"Or I will take your body and jump out from the window!"
The silence came back as both of you looked at each other. Now you could see fear in his eyes. Do you want to betray your companion? Who would say that he wouldn't betray you first...
"N-no... sorry" Raul was the first one to talk again, a touch of panic in his voice.
"Don't worry, I was playing with you." For now, he was your only ally, and you could use him. "Here..." you said as you took the spell from behind the bed.
"Give me that!" Raul took the scroll from your hands and immediately started reciting the words on the back. As he finished, you waited for something but nothing happened. "Nothing is happening."
"I see that... Maybe is a one use spell" you said with half-truth and half-lie. You have expected that nothing would happen if someone other than you recited the words.
"Fuck me!" he said as he sat down at the foot to the bed. "I wanted to become the bitch mother..." Raul concluded with a sad tone in his voice.
Even with the pain in one side of your face, you couldn't not notice how towering he was with respect to your current body. You remembered how your digit felt entering and exiting from your carnal tunnel as your eyes went to his fingers - much bigger than yours.
You felt as the fire, the excitement of ruining your body felt. Your legs closing and moving them together, pressing each other in other to calm your vagina. One hand went to your mouth, licking the finger as if-
"What are we going to do now?" Raul looked straight at you. "Police is searching for us-"
"You. Police is searching for you. Jackson is nowhere to be found, as far as I'm concern"
"Wh-"
"I could scream right now..." you said standing up in front of your pal, "Scream rape. Maybe you could overpower the MILF and escape... but do you want to risk it?"
"Jackson!"
"Call me Julia... that seems to be my current name." You could see fear in Raul's eyes, something that truthfully made you wet. Having this kind of power over this man.
"Don't do this..."
"If you want to remain hiding here, in my little room..." you licked your lips, savoring what you were about to say, "you can start by licking by nubile snatch" you said as you moved to the side the cloth that covered your pussy. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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