"Is she aware?", you asked. You loved her, hence you've decided to play her game for a change. "Do you feel anything? Have you tried getting out of her body to see if there is any reaction?"
"No, I was in fact so very much into being inside of her that this thought completely passed through my head. Come to think of it, I guess it is the only way to find out since I feel neither any form of struggle nor her thoughts inside. Which basically means either of the two things: she is aware but unable to act, or she is in some kind of a sleep state. But what if she is aware? What if she will be super mad at me for possessing her?" It was getting weird. You could tell that something is very odd regarding her facial expressions and body language. But still, what you heard could not possibly be true.
"Relax, I doubt that she would be mad or something. Besides, there was a somewhat of a mutual secret between us. God, her face would turn red out of mere thought of anyone knowing, but since you are her at the moment ... She kind of likes to be controlled by men, and especially she's into the whole male to female ghost possession thing. She even fantasized about me controlling her body. At first it sounded weird but then I developed hots for this myself. Therefore, I am kind of jealous of you being the one inside her. Anyways, I think we should check if she's aware, or tell her in case she's not."
"How come, I would've never thought that something like this can teem our dear Tracy's mind. I know that she's your girlfriend and stuff, but I think that I can actually die of heart attack thinking about how hot that fact is."
"I know ..."
"Phew, so how do you think I should do that?"
"Don't you feel something? Like she's some kind of a room that you can come out of at will? Here, take a seat."
"Where?"
"It doesn't matter, let it be my bed."
"Alright. So, what's next?"
"Try lifting your hand without actually lifting it."
"Ok ...", she replied. And that was it. At first it wasn't clear, it was just like her hand that was placed on top of her thigh, nothing special. But then something started to come out of it. And after several second you recognized the shape of a masculine hand. An almost transparent hand of your best friend who was actually inside your lover's body. You were sure that she simply went too far messing with you, but now the whole thing was right before your very eyes.
"Oh shit, it worked!", she jumped up out of excitement which made this masculine hand enter hers once again. "And I am actually a ghost. How cool is that! I thought that I would just teleport to my original body, but instead I've turned into a ghost. Splendid!" It was a undeniable shock, but you've tried your best to stay calm and think straight.
"Yeah, I bet that is. So, let's try to do that once again, but this time with your entire body being lifted."
She sat on bed right next to you and seemingly tried to relax. And then it happened again, but it wasn't just her hands, the whole Mike's body started to come out of her, with his partially transparent face merging out of hers, and his thin legs freeing themselves of her nubile, and feminine ones. It was really out of space, but you couldn't even start to think of it as of some form of hallucination. It was as real as you or Tracy. The whole surreal show was marked as finished with Tracy's deep moan, the one you never heard from her before. It was as if she either felt some form of immense relief or ethereal gratification. You didn't knew what to think, or rather you forgot how to think with your thoughts representing something like a Brownian motion rather than a calm stream you was so used to.
"Why the hell am I naked?" You were brought back to the reality by the familiar and calming sound of Mike's voice. It wasn't as clear as it used to be when he was solid, and you were still under the shock so the meaning of the words just passed through you. It was as if you perceived their form but not their contents.
"Dude, are you alive?". You understood that part, but haven't found any strength to free yourself from catatonic state you were confined by. You were constantly observing your girlfriend from top to bottom, piecing together everything you've just beheld. And it was then that she had opened her eyes.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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