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fandoms-x-reader · 4 months ago

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Body Swapping

Inspired By: @ricaaathelittlelamb

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Summary: In one way or another, Solomon is trying to perform a spell when something goes wrong and you end up body-swapping with one of the demon brothers. While you're in their body, you get a first-hand look of what it's like to live with their sin and it brings you closer to them (individually).

Lucifer was in a very important meeting with Lord Diavolo and demanded that no funny business go on at the House of Lamentation while he was gone.

Which of course meant that funny business had to occur. It was a must.

At least that was the excuse Belphie and Satan gave you as they led you to the library where Solomon was already waiting for the three of you.

“What exactly are you planning?” you asked, giving them a suspicious look.

“Just a simple transformation spell,” Satan replied, but you could see the sinister look in their eyes.

“So, have you decided on what it’ll be then?” Solomon asked the two brothers. They shared a look with each other before Satan replied, “A sheep.”

“A sheep?” you questioned and when Satan locked eyes with you, you understood what he meant. They were going to turn Lucifer into a sheep while he was in the meeting with Lord Diavolo.

“He’ll be absolutely humiliated,” Belphie added, a sinister chuckle escaping his lips. Bad idea.

“How are you even going to perform a curse like that?” you questioned and Solomon held up one of Lucifer’s socks.

Come to think of it, Lucifer had recently been asking you if you had seen his socks.

“We just needed an item of his,” Solomon replied, beginning to gather the ingredients together.

“And why exactly are you helping them, Solomon?” you questioned curiously. Solomon gave you a happy smile before answering, “I have my reasons.” As mysterious as ever.

You sat back and watched as Solomon said the incantation. Clearly, they were all determined to perform this spell and nothing you said would change their minds.

You watched as the smoke filled the room, blocking out nearly everything in sight and when it disappeared you were seated in the assembly hall in front of Lord Diavolo and Barbatos.

“Diavolo?” you questioned, furrowing your eyebrows. “Yes, Lucifer?” Diavolo asked in return giving you a curious look. Lucifer?

You looked down at your body and mentally cursed. Of course, Solomon messed up the spell. You had to bite your lip from laughing at the mental image of Lucifer in your body, standing in front of the Anti-Lucifer League and their honorary member as he finds out what they did.

As angry as you were, you knew Belphie and Satan would be upset if you passed up the opportunity to find out information only Lucifer would know.

“Diavolo,” you said, sitting up a bit more as you locked eyes with him. “I have to know - what do you really think of me?” you questioned with an innocent smile.

Diavolo was taken aback by your question but a large smile soon spread across his face as he replied, “I think you’re wonderful. You’re an excellent leader and a loyal friend.”

As Diavolo spoke you felt a deep sense of gratification. No, not gratitude - pride. It was an amazing feeling.

A graceful smile broke across your lips as you silently pleaded with Lord Diavolo to continue his praises.

Diavolo opened his mouth to continue speaking when the door to the assembly room suddenly burst open and a very angry-looking “you” came walking through the door.

“Lord Diavolo, do not say another word,” your body stated and both he and Barbatos looked at you as if you had lost your mind. The audacity.

But then Diavolo looked at you closer and he understood what was happening. “Y/N, I see that you’re just as charming in your body as you are in Lucifer’s,” Diavolo stated, looking somewhat amused by the situation.

Your body walked forward as if to come lecture you when suddenly the room filled with smoke and you were back in your body. You were teleported to the House of Lamentation before Lucifer had a chance to scold you thanks to Solomon who figured it was the least he could do.

When Lucifer got back to the House of Lamentation, the lecture was a long one. You had tried to explain that technically you were a victim as well. But, he pointed out that it didn’t stop you from taking advantage of his body to gain information from Diavolo.

After the first hour, you had grown bored and decided to use what you had found out about Lucifer to your advantage.

“Is there anything else you’d like to say for yourselves?” Lucifer questioned, his gaze narrowing. “You’re really great at giving lectures, Lucifer,” you replied. Satan and Belphie looked at you like you had just grown another head while Lucifer stared at you in shock. He didn’t expect that.

“What?” he asked, more to himself than anything else. “It’s just the way you reprimand with so much passion - it makes me really respect you,” you replied nonchalantly.

Satan and Belphie realized it was a trick. Lucifer knew it was a trick. Yet, he couldn’t help the swell in his heart. Lucifer sent one more glare to his younger brothers before asking them to leave.

You, however, were going to have to pay for stopping his lecture short. And you did so by sitting next to Lucifer and giving him praises as you held his hand or gently ran your fingers through his hair. You started this game and now you were “suffering the consequences”.

Except it didn’t feel like a consequence to either of you and you were actually glad to have some alone time with Lucifer. Especially when you got to see his eyes glowing blue with pride as he gave you a smile full of love.

Mammon felt an indescribable need to be around you almost all the time. It didn’t matter where you were going or what you were doing - Mammon wanted to be there.

Which is how he got stuck in the lab with you and Solomon while you were trying to create a spell.

The two of you were partners in a class and had to perform a specific curse in order to pass the assignment.

You were in charge of reading the instructions to Solomon and he was the one actually putting the ingredients together since he had more practice at spells.

And Mammon was being completely unhelpful as he sat next to you, bored out of his mind.

“How long is this gonna take?” Mammon asked, looking over your shoulder to read from the spellbook in your hands.

“If you’re bored, you can leave. You’re not the one who has to do the assignment,” you replied with a small smile.

“And leave ya’ alone with Solomon. You’re just askin’ for a death sentence,” Mammon replied, making you chuckle.

You told Solomon the next ingredient to add and then Mammon took the book out of your hand. “Lemme help,” Mammon told you, reading down the page and telling Solomon the next few ingredients.

“See, it goes faster if you tell him more things at once,” Mammon stated and you playfully rolled your eyes at Mammon, taking the book back and giving Solomon the last ingredient after the one Mammon said.

Things got fuzzy as Solomon added the last ingredient and the next thing you remembered was staring at yourself, both of you looking very confused.

“Now see this is what I meant! This is why I can’t leave ya’ alone with Solomon. He turned you into another me!” your body said and it was obvious who it actually was inside.

“Not exactly,” you replied. Mammon turned to look at you confused and you motioned towards your body. Mammon’s cheeks turned a deep shade as he realized he was in your body.

He was doing everything he could not to look down at your body. Just because it was him in it didn’t mean it wasn’t your body and we all know he had a big weakness when it came to you.

Mammon glared at Solomon who immediately responded with a smile. “Why don’t the two of you go shopping for a bit I’ll have a cure by the time you come back!” Solomon suggested, leading you both to the door.

Mammon hesitantly agreed and you followed him around town, looking through the windows of the different shops.

It didn’t take long for you to find something that you wanted and as you entered the shop, you slowly began to feel more and more greedy as you grabbed random things that you didn’t need but wanted.

Mammon had walked around the store as well and was wondering why he didn’t want a single thing. Was there something wrong with him?

Then he saw you with your arms full of stuff and he understood what was happening. Your eyes had a familiar gold glint to them and Mammon couldn’t help but admire you from afar. Was it bad to enjoy watching you indulge in his sin?

He didn’t have the heart to tell you that you couldn’t get what you wanted. He would give you the world if he could. So he simply fronted the bill, knowing he would regret it later.

Luckily, Solomon approached the two of you before you could enter another store. He quickly said the spell that undid the effects of the curse and you were thankful to be in your own body.

Then you saw Mammon standing there, holding the bags of stuff you had just bought and an intense wave of guilt crashed down on you.

“Mammon…come on, maybe they’ll let us return the items since we didn’t fully leave,” you told him, gently taking his hand to lead him back to the store.

Mammon gave you a soft smile before replying, “No, it’s okay. These are all things that ya’ wanted.”

“But, I don’t need them,” you argued, trying once again to lead him back to the store. Mammon let out a small sigh before saying, “Would ya’ just let me spoil you for once.”

You were taken aback by his words and your heart melted as you saw him looking down at the ground with a small blush on his cheeks. He just wanted to do something nice.

You couldn’t take this away from him. “Alright, then you deserve a thank you,” you replied, giving him a chaste kiss that only made him blush harder.

Thanks to the mishap, it was easy for you to understand how greed can overpower you and lead to some bad choices. But those bad choices can sometimes lead to good things.

Levi had only wanted to replicate a spell that he saw in one of his anime.

The spell was completely harmless. It was meant to bring a stuffed animal of your choosing to life. A simple animation spell.

He requested the help of Solomon who - after much begging from the Avatar of Envy - agreed to help.

And of course, Levi had to invite his player two along as well. He wouldn’t want you to miss out on all of the fun!

So now the three of you were standing in a circle around a Ruri-Chan stuffed animal. Levi had sent her longing gazes as Solomon prepared for the spell and you couldn’t help but notice them. He really was obsessed with her.

Levi handed Solomon the instructions on how to perform the spell. And Solomon read them step by step, following them down to the detail.

Except, clearly he didn’t do something right as you and Levi were now in each other’s bodies.

You let out a small gasp as you and Levi locked eyes, the two of you understanding the predicament you were now in.

Levi was a blushing mess as he tried to back away from the two of you, only to stumble to the ground. “Ow!” Levi exclaimed as he hit the hard floor.

“Levi, are you okay?” you questioned. It didn’t seem like a hard fall, but from the way he acted, you would think he fell down the stairs.

“Normie bodies are so weak,” Levi pouted as he looked back up at you. You looked over at Solomon who was looking confused as he read over the instructions.

“Levi, what spellbook did you get these instructions from?” Solomon questioned. He was sure he had done the spell right.

“Spellbook? I got it off the fan page for the anime,” Levi replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Wait - this wasn’t a real spell?!” you questioned as you turned to look at Levi.

“It’s a real spell - it’s just not what Levi wanted. These were instructions for a body-swapping spell,” Solomon replied.

“You don’t say,” you responded sarcastically, giving Solomon a slightly irritated look. “If you knew it was a body-swapping spell, then why did you say it?” you asked him.

“I honestly wasn’t paying attention to the spell because I didn’t think it would work,” Solomon replied.

You turned to talk to Levi when you saw him cradling his Ruri-chan plush in his hands. You felt a spark of envy inside of you, but you did your best to calm yourself down. Were you really jealous of a plush? Still, sometimes you couldn’t help but wish Levi looked at you like that.

“Someday I’ll make you mine,” he said barely above a whisper as he held the plush to his chest and you felt yourself lose control. It was like a ball of fire built up inside of you as Levi’s tail suddenly snatched the plush from your body and threw it across the room.

“Hey!” Levi said, turning to scold you but he stopped in his tracks when he saw the way your eyes were glowing orange. Were you jealous?

Levi was a bit excited at the idea of you being jealous of the doll just because Levi had been hugging it close to him.

He didn’t have time to relish in the feeling though as Solomon quickly reversed the spell.

When you were back in your body, your gaze met Levi’s and a deep blush coated your cheeks. You knew that you had only reacted that way because you were in Levi’s body, but it didn’t change how you felt about Levi and you couldn’t help but feel like you had just exposed your true feelings.

Levi isn’t good at taking advantage of situations, so unfortunately for him, you left before he could say anything else.

But, he does pay attention more to you when the two of you are hanging out instead of his figures. He knows the difference between reality and fiction and he didn’t want to lose someone who was real to his fantasies.

Part of him did like seeing his sin on you though, so he’s not opposed to trying to make you jealous again with his love for his anime characters. Especially if you had spent too much time that day with his brothers.

You were falling a bit behind on the curses and hexes portion of your classes. Solomon had offered to help you after class and since Satan was well-versed in the area as well, he decided to help too.

You sat next to Satan as Solomon demonstrated how to do the curse you were working on. “And then you add this ingredient in and it’s done!” Solomon said with a proud smile.

“Wait, did you add the-?” Satan tried to ask but it was too late. Smoke filled the air as you suddenly felt dizzy.

You opened your eyes and let out a small gasp as you saw yourself looking right back at you. “What’s going on?” you asked, but your voice was different.

You looked down and recognized the clothes you were wearing. A blush coated both of your cheeks as you realized what had happened. “Solomon - you didn’t,” you said, looking up at the sorcerer.

“It looks like I forgot an ingredient,” Solomon replied a bit sheepishly.

“Aren’t you supposed to be a great sorcerer?” Satan asked him. Hearing your voice when you weren’t in your body was throwing you for a loop and only added to the irritation that was currently building.

“I am a great sorcerer,” Solomon argued and you felt your chest tightening. Solomon opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off.

“Just fix it,” you snapped at him, your eyes beginning to glow green from your frustration.

You felt someone place their hand in yours, and you turned to see it was yourself. Well, Satan. Even though it was your body, he had a strong presence and it still comforted you.

He knew his anger well. He knew how easy it was to set him off. He had centuries of practice and he still loses control. So he could only imagine how you were feeling.

He, on the other hand, was feeling amazing. He felt perfectly content and it reminded him of the time he spent with you. When he was in his body, that was the only time he felt content.

And as much as his anger was a hindrance at times, Satan was grateful for it. If he felt happy all of the time, then he was afraid that he wouldn’t consider his time with you as special.

Was that how you felt? Satan was now overthinking things. If you felt that content all the time, then being around him wouldn’t make a difference right? Not in the same way it made a difference for him.

“Okay, done!” Solomon suddenly said and the room once again filled with smoke. You let out a breath of relief as you looked down and saw that you were back in your body.

You gave Satan a smile and he returned it, but you noticed there was a hidden emotion behind his eyes.

“Well, I think that’s enough studying for one day,” Solomon stated before leaving the room with his items.

You turned to face Satan who seemed to be lost in thought. “I think I should just stick with you teaching me next time,” you told him with a smile, hoping to lighten the mood.

Satan let out a small half-hearted laugh as he replied, “It’d certainly be less risky.” You could still see thoughts running through his mind.

Just as you were about to ask him what was wrong, he spoke up.

“Do all humans feel that content?” Satan asked curiously, bringing his eyes to yours. You were a bit surprised by his question.

“I mean, how is anything supposed to make you happy if you’re always happy,” Satan added, further explaining his question.

“Well, being content is different than being happy. Just because I feel content doesn’t mean there aren’t things that can make me more happy or give me butterflies,” you answered.

You had an idea of what Satan was getting at. An unspoken thing between the two of you. Something that was always felt but never talked about it.

“Butterflies?” Satan questioned. He had read many books on humans, but he had never heard of a feeling that resembled an insect.

“Like this,” you responded, gently placing your lips on his. Satan was surprised but immediately responded to the kiss, gently pulling you closer.

When you pulled away, the two of you locked eyes and he understood what he was feeling.

Butterflies.

“I’m thinking - matching colors,” Asmo told you as he gently grabbed your hands in his, inspecting your nails.

“Asmo, I told you, she needs her hands to perform this spell,” Solomon replied and Asmo let out a small sigh.

Solomon was trying to teach you how to do a particular spell but Asmo had wanted to spend some time with you because he hadn’t seen you all day.

The two of them argued for a good ten minutes about which was more important when you finally had enough and told them you would do both.

So here you were, sitting on Asmo’s bed as he painted his nails while Solomon was doing his best to instruct you how to do the spell.

“She only needs one hand at a time,” Asmo replied, letting go of one of your hands as he began painting the nails of the one he still had in his grasp.

Solomon wasn’t completely pleased but accepted it. At least you could use one of your hands. It was definitely less efficient, but sometimes there was no arguing with Asmo.

“Okay, now, hold out your hand and repeat after me,” Solomon told you. You looked at the item in front of you. It was one of Asmo’s hand mirrors and you were trying to do a transformation spell to turn it into an apple.

The spell would only last five to ten minutes since it was your first time performing it. But the more you did it, the longer the effects would last.

“Ego praecipio ut convertas in malum,” Solomon stated. You nodded your head, letting him know that you got the phrase.

“Ego praecipio ut convertas in-Asmo!” you shouted as he suddenly gave you a small tickle.

“Sorry, dear, you just looked so cute with that serious sorcerer look,” Asmo replied with a small smile as the room suddenly began to fill with smoke.

Solomon gave you a worried look as things went hazy for a moment. “What just happened?” you asked for a moment and suddenly you heard a squeal from beside you.

“There are two of me!” Asmo shouted as he pulled you into his arms. You looked to Solomon for help and he told you, “The spell that you said translates to - ‘I command that you turn into…’ and since you finished that statement with Asmo’s name, it seems the two of you switched bodies.”

Asmo - in your body - looked at Solomon confused and then looked at you in his body before finally looking down at himself.

His eyes lit up as he recognized the opportunity that had presented itself. “Okay, Solomon, thanks for coming by, see you later!” Asmo told Solomon as he gently pushed him out of the room before closing the door.

“Asmo-,” you tried to scold, but Asmo stopped with a small pout on his lips. “Y/N, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! We have to take advantage of it!” Asmo said with a smile as he sat back down next to you on the bed.

And you wanted to continue your lecture, but your mind was currently being overwhelmed. You could somehow sense Asmo’s attraction to you and it was strong.

You tried to think clearly as Asmo got closer to you, gently stroking your cheek. The idea of kissing yourself was strange to think about. And while you were somewhat bothered by it, Asmo was completely turned on at the idea of kissing himself.

And his excitement only made you grow more excited thanks to you being stuck in Asmo’s body.

You were being overwhelmed with lust and even if he was in your body, the fact was that you had feelings for Asmo that were only making things that much harder. You wondered if Asmo constantly had to fight these feelings when he was around you.

Asmo could see that your eyes had a pink glow to them and he couldn’t help but smile. He knew exactly how you were feeling right now and it was driving him crazy.

You looked into your own eyes as Asmo moved to close the gap between your lips.

Just before they touched, the effects of the spell wore off and you were both returned to your own bodies. You melted into the kiss a bit, glad that you were kissing Asmo instead of yourself and when you opened your eyes to look at him, you saw the same pink glowing in his eyes that had been glowing in yours moments before.

Asmo gave you a small smile as he ran a finger over your bottom lip. He looked up at you with hopeful eyes before saying, “Just because we switched back, it doesn’t mean the fun has to stop, right?”

Of all the sins to experience firsthand, Gluttony was one the absolute worst ones.

That was what you had come to find out after a mishap in the kitchen.

You and Beel had been spending some time together when he got hungry so the two of you decided to go to the kitchen to get a snack.

You saw a plate of cookies there with a note saying “From Purgatory Hall”.

You and Beel had assumed that it was a gift from Luke so you each took one, happily indulging in the small angel’s treats.

It was only after you and Beel had switched bodies that you realized those cookies were definitely not made by Luke.

You and Beel looked at each other wide-eyed as you took in each other’s appearances. You quickly grabbed the note that was left with the cookies and turned the paper over.

You let out a small gasp as you saw that the back of the note was signed by Solomon. Of course - who else would it be?

You pulled out your D.D.D. and immediately called Solomon. He answered the phone and before he could say a word, you asked, “Solomon, what were in those cookies and how long do the effects last?”

“Beel? You sound distressed,” Solomon replied. You mentally face-palmed as you realized you were using Beel’s phone and that you had his voice since you were in his body.

“It’s not Beel, it’s Y/N. We switched bodies after eating one of the cookies you so kindly left here for us,” you explained.

“Really? I must have mixed up the ingredients,” Solomon muttered to himself, getting lost in thought.

“Solomon - the cure?” you questioned, bringing him back to the conversation at hand. “Right, I’ll be right over,” Solomon replied, hanging up.

You looked over at your body and saw Beel rubbing his hands over your stomach. A blush coated your cheeks as you asked, “Beel?”

He was now blushing too as he realized what he had been doing. “Sorry - it’s just that I feel so full. I can’t remember ever feeling like this,” he replied with a smile.

You thought it was cute how happy he looked to finally be full. But the moment was soon ruined when you felt a sharp pain in your stomach followed by a loud growl.

Your eyes went wide and flashed the color red before you suddenly felt terrible. As if you had been starved for years and years on end even though you had just eaten.

Beel could see the amount of pain you were in and immediately rushed through the kitchen grabbing whatever he could and giving it to you to eat.

You didn’t care what it was, you just needed food. If this was how hungry Beel felt all the time, you felt like the rampages he went on from time to time were completely justifiable.

Beel felt so guilty as he watched you eat, worried about you. He knew how hard it was to be so hungry you felt like your stomach was tearing itself open.

He had learned how to manage his hunger from the centuries he had been alive. But he couldn’t imagine how hard it was for you to feel this way for the first time.

Beel gently rubbed your back as he told you, “Solomon will be here soon.” He was doing whatever he could to try and help.

As if on cue, Solomon suddenly knocked on the door and Beel immediately rushed him inside the house and led him to you. Solomon saw the drastic situation and immediately said the spell to undo the effects of the cookie.

You let out a huge sigh of relief as you were finally in your body, the famished feeling finally gone. Beel also looked much more relaxed now that you weren’t in any pain.

You turned toward Solomon and gave him a very serious look before telling him, “You’re banned from the kitchen.”

Solomon opened his mouth to argue, but when he saw the expression you made, he quickly closed it again. He gave you a small nod before leaving and you turned your attention to Beel.

“How about a Crazy Ghoul hamburger for a snack?” you asked him with a small smile as you began cooking.

You now knew that even if Beel didn’t say anything, he was constantly hungry and it was now your mission to try and bring that smile back to his face when he finally felt full.

Whenever you could, you would try and bring Beel his favorite snacks accompanied by a hug or a small kiss on his cheek.

And although he may not feel full in the food sense, he did feel fulfilled in a completely different way.

You let out a small chuckle as Belphie’s head fell to your shoulder for the fifth time in the span of thirty minutes.

You looked down at his sleeping face and couldn’t help but smile at how peaceful he looked.

You didn’t want to disturb his sleep and wake him up. But the two of you were currently being tutored by Solomon and Satan and you were afraid of what would happen if Satan caught him sleeping.

“Belphie,” you whispered softly as his eyes fluttered open. “Come on, we’re almost done and then we can go up to the attic for a nap,” you promised Belphie.

He was reluctant but nodded his head, once again sitting up. You turned your attention to Satan and Solomon once again and Satan said, “Okay, now that we’ve said the incantation to start the spell, all you have to do is add the ingredients, Y/N.”

You nodded your head as you began adding the ingredients one by one. “Okay, and just a dash of powdered toadstool,” you said to yourself as you opened the small container to grab a pinch of the ingredient.

Just then, Belphie’s head once again collapsed on your shoulder, causing your hand to falter. You spilled almost the entire container of the powdered toadstool into the pot and you, Satan, and Solomon all looked at each other with a hint of panic in your eyes.

It can’t be that bad, right?

Belphie suddenly felt wide awake as he looked at everyone around the room. His eyes widened as he saw himself staring right back at him and he immediately looked down and noticed he was in your body.

You gave Belphie a pout as you stared at him. “Belphie, this is your fault,” you told him. Usually, your pouting was quite effective on him. But right now, with you being in his body, it didn’t have the same effect. In fact, all it did was make his head hurt.

Poor Belphie was still trying to comprehend what exactly happened.

Satan let out a slightly irritated sigh before telling you, “Solomon and I will work on the cure. Maybe the two of you should go somewhere where Lucifer won’t find you. The last thing I want is one of his lectures.”

You nodded your head and let out a yawn as you stood up and led Belphie up to the attic.

Normally Belphie would be excited to go up to the attic with you and take a nap, but he wasn’t even the slightest bit tired right now.

You let out another yawn as Belphie sat down on the bed. You were suddenly extremely tired. The kind of tired where you felt like you would collapse if you stayed awake any longer.

You looked over at Belphie and instead of seeing your body, you simply saw a pillow. You gave him a small smile as you had a purple haze to your eyes and Belphie knew what you were feeling.

“Wait, Y/N-,” Belphie tried to say, but you didn’t give him the chance to get any other words out as you practically fell on top of him, wrapping your arms around the body as you felt yourself falling asleep.

Belphie was not enjoying a single moment of this. He couldn’t fall asleep even if he wanted to and yet you were passed out.

On top of that, you were laying on him and holding him close. He didn’t care if he was in your body, he wanted to do the same to you. This was his thing.

After a little while of laying there, Belphie felt as the two of you switched back, your positions reversing.

You frowned as your eyes fluttered open and you said, “I was having such a good dream.” Belphie smiled at your words as he nuzzled even further into your chest. It was finally his turn.

You let out a small sigh, missing the feeling of cuddling into Belphie and instead essentially being his pillow.

Belphie seemed to sense your frustration and immediately pulled you on top of him, your leg resting over his body as your head rested in the crook of his neck.

Okay, so maybe it wasn’t that bad if you were the one on top of him as long as you were in your body and as long as he still got to lay on top of you when he wanted to.

Body swapping with Belphie gave you an insight into how tired Belphie was all the time and you didn’t blame him for falling asleep often.

On the other side, it gave Belphie the insight of what it was like to be the one who was being laid on. You were so much more than a pillow to him and he would make sure that from now on you got the cuddles you wanted in addition to the ones that he wanted.

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danieyells · 3 months ago

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Tokyo Debunker Stigmas, Artifacts, And Other Possibly Combat Relevant Information

Since we've met all of our current ghouls, I decided to share my non-comprehensive list of the stigmas and powers and weapons of the ghouls we've seen so far!! This isn't all of them because they haven't all been revealed or explained. But it should be everything we've seen so far! Let me know if/where I've missed things! I've also mentioned some other details for some of them, namely the less human ghouls.

Jin Kamurai

Stigma

Incantation - Bianerus

Effect - forces the target to obey his command.

Currently cannot be activated without the PC's enhancement. At present, only Tohma, the PC, and few if any others know this.

Incantation can be recited mentally

Continuous commands("kneel") only seem to last a few minutes at most

Artifact

Sword - teleportation

Can be used to cut a portal into the air for teleporting someone with him, but doesn't appear to need this for just teleporting Jin

Tohma Ishibashi

Stigma

Incantation - Argeas

Effect - "lets him send vibrations long distances"

Vibrations include the vibrations from his voice, allowing his voice to carry longer distances, making him heard further away

When enhanced he can break through anomalous soundproofing and better specify the direction his vibrations carry(as neither Kaito nor Luca heard his voice from outside the room)

Artifact

Halberd - ?

Other

Tohma naturally has "brute strength" which, combined with his stigma, allows him to essentially make earthquakes.

Lucas Errant

Stigma

Incantation - Iggnaim

Effect - creates a barrier.

When enhanced the barrier becomes visible. It's significantly larger and supported by a large anomaly that's invisible to everyone but the PC and perhaps Kaito, even unable to be seen on cameras or by Luca himself.

Artifact

Twin blades - ?

Appear identical aside from a difference in color.

Smashed through reenforced glass to choose him as their new master.

Apparently sound to Luca like a crying child. He believes the child must be begging for his help.

Other

Carries around a knife.

Kaito Fuji

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - "can see auras sometimes?"

So far hasn't been seen/used, and Hyde didn't sound certain about what it does.

Kaito has notably enhanced vision, able to see things that are further away and surprisingly skilled at reading lips.

Kaito screams when Luca's stigma is enhanced, looking straight up at the anomaly it spawned despite no one else but the PC appearing to see it. While it's possible he only saw its aura, it's likely he saw the anomaly itself.

Artifact

Rogue bow - ?

Veers nonsensically off path when shot, except, seemingly, if Kaito truly wishes to hit the target(?)

Alan Mido

Stigma

Incantation - Yagsal Olbalsa

Effect - super strength.

Artifact

Lead pipe - ?

Leo Kurosagi

Stigma

Incantation - Haxs

Effect - super hearing.

Increases distance and precision of his hearing. Does not allow him to hear through anomalous soundproofing.

When enhanced increases distance further and allows him to hear through anomalous soundproofing.

Artifact

Bubble gum - can be manipulated into any shape when blown.

The longer it's chewed, the longer he can manipulate it

Shohei Haizono

"So if I chewed this one a bunch and stuck it over your nose and mouth...

"...you'd suffocate. Bye bye Honor Roll."

suggests that it can't be removed until the time he's manipulated it runs out?

Stigma

Incantation - Spurno

Effect - forces change in direction.

When enhanced the change in direction is more forceful, like a knockback effect.

Artifact

Motorcycle - ?

Her name is Bonnie. She eats food placed in her fuel tank instead of gasoline, including chewing it and even burping. She's picky about what she eats. Her favorite food is barbecue sandwiches, but she also eats jerky.

Sho drives her just about everywhere.

Haru Sagara

Stigma

Incantation - Bahnti

Effect - reduces gravity's effects on his own body.

Reduced effect of gravity allows him to move extremely fast.

Makes his body much more fragile when used. Possibly includes weakening his immune system?

Artifact

Deck brush - ?

Towa Otonashi

Stigma

Incantation - ? (has an audio file, but the spelling hasn't been shown.)

Effect - Controls weather?

Towa exhibits control over weather as his primary ability, however because it's not shown to be in response to his incantation it's somewhat dubious as to whether or not it's actually his stigma.

Others' understanding of Towa's stigma is only that he controls lightning and that other weather patterns are random, not in response to Towa's feelings.

The weather reacts to Towa's emotions, causing the sky to darken in preparation of rain, lightning, or snowstorms when he's angry.

When Towa was away from Jabberwock for a day the nature conditions deteriorated significantly, with water drying up and the sky dark despite it being sunny the previous day. This may be coincidental, as Darkwick's weather is said to be unpredictable.

Towa is also able to predict weather that he doesn't control.

Towa can create lightning(which he uses to electrocute enemies), rain, wind(used to create a pillar of water for the PC to land on when falling off the boat and to direct the rain sideways to wash bubble soap off of Kaito), snow, and possibly earthquakes(the ground is noted to start shaking in response to his anger.)

His lightning may be able to be used under water without being conducted into non-targets, however it's also possible he used harsh winds instead of lightning when destroying Otohime and her minions.

Artifact

Bubble wand - blown bubbles cause explosions.

The explosions are powerful enough to destroy glass that withheld a full grown Kraken.

Towa warns not to touch the bubbles, as they will kill you.

Other

Towa cannot speak during the daytime and is only able to talk when it's night. This includes being in Obscuary, where it's permanently night, however the cover of clouds doesn't allow him to speak during the day meaning it's not related specifically to the visibility of the sun.

Can speak to and understand anomalies, even those that lack speech capabilities(such as the tree on the hill.) Haru is aware of this.

Able to see and hear ghosts(Zenji) and possibly other things that only people who are "special" can see(the tree on the hill.)

Can jump so high he can essentially fly, although this may be related to control of wind(though there's no notation that the wind blows when he jumps.)

Anomalies fear him and obey him, particularly when he's angry, even to the point of kneeling out of fear when he's furious.

Ren Shiranami

Stigma

Incantation - Raothtas

Effect - Cleans things?

Has only been used to remove Calamari's ink from the floor when wiping it up failed.

Artifact

Swim ring - restrains target.

Cannot be removed by the wearer.

Has a rope attached that allows the wearer to be reeled in.

Taiga Hoshibami

Stigma

Incantation - Malab

Effect - ?

Artifact

Tommy gun - takes anything broken into small enough pieces and fired from it as ammo.

Other

Damage type seems to vary based on what was placed into it. Shards of glass created a swirl of glass shards, whereas bronze from a statue shot heavier rounds.

Doesn't seem to require ammo to fire.

Doesn't seem to work on everything as Taiga says his bullets don't work on anything lately. Possibly limited to hostile entities? (He was able to shoot the Oblivion Dealer, but not able to shoot the Kyklos--which ran away--or the Barong--which was non-threatening.)

Carries a knife and a pistol.

Romeo Scorpus Lucci

Stigma

Incantation - Tiris

Effect - "turns things into bombs".

Able to turn anything into a bomb, including non-explosive objects.

The size of the blast depends on how attached to the target object its owner is. If Romeo truly values something he's blowing up, the explosion is quite destructive.

Hyde has him testing various types of prototype anomalous explosive materials for Darkwick on missions.

Artifact

"To me, these prototypes are a path to catching anomalies in one piece." which implies most of Hyde's prototypes cause non-lethal explosions.

Sniper rifle - ?

Maintains his bullets himself.

Doesn't always carry the same types of rounds. For example, he only had smoke bombs in the prologue.

Ritsu Shinjo

Stigma

Incantation - Acimo

Effect - hardens his body. Increases his weight.

Artifact

Prevents damage from concussive attacks such as kicks and bullets. If you kick him while it's active it'll hurt.

Doesn't seem to experience pain in this state.

Can survive explosions and escape from collapsed buildings unharmed.

Compendium of Laws - ?

Subaru Kagami

Has the contents memorized?

Taiga taught him to use it as a blunt weapon.

Stigma

Incantation - Talnandio

Effects - psychometry.

Experiences memory fragments through almost anything he touches.

Passive, activates on contact with people, animals, anomalies, and objects without incantation.

Using it exhausts him to the point of needing a significant amount of rest, possibly even passing out shortly after usage.

Wears gloves and avoids crowded places to try and avoid accidentally setting it off. Feels bad about being able to learn people's secrets.

Artifact

Parasol - ?

Sturdy enough to destroy a possessed doll.

Haku Kusanagi

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - ?

Implied he prefers not using it?

Artifact

Flute - ?

Used flute to remove himself and the PC from Kisaragi Station, knocking them out with some sort of ethereal water and causing them to wake up back on the empty train car.

Other

Able to see and communicate with spirits.

Able to perform various rituals such as laying spirits to rest and making talismans that allow people close to a spirit to see and hear them.

"Cordoned off the area" of the train and station the PC was on, which should have prevented interference from civilians. May be part of his Artifact or Stigma, or part of his capabilities as a Shinto priest.

Zenji Kotodama (Taro Kirisaki)

Performs the stigma test for Darkwick.

According to Taiga he's able to remove curses if the anomaly that caused the curse is in front of him. It's uncertain if this is his stigma, part of his artifact, or another power.

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - ?

Artifact

Doll - ?

Heavily resembles Jiro as a child, according to Zenji.

Won't let anyone but Zenji touch it. Protects Zenji.

Appearance slightly changes to that of an oni when angered.

Has a mind of its own. Wanders around campus without Zenji, much to his concern.

Able to damage and destroy ghosts.

Other

As a ghost, Zenji cannot be touched, meaning he can't be damaged or killed. However he covers his ears when Haku performs a ritual to lay spirits to rest and covers his face in Subaru's warding card with incense, suggesting that he would be laid to rest under the right circumstances.

Darkwick is unaware Jiro is present as only Haku and Towa(and eventually Subaru and the PC) are aware Zenji's spirit lingers. If Darkwick were to become aware of Zenji's presence they would want him laid to rest.

Due to Obon, people in Japan are more sensitive to spirits and anomalies are more frequent, causing Zenji to sometimes be visible during the summer.

Zenji brings his doll with him most everywhere, however people can only see the doll and not him. The same happens with his biwa. If he carries them, they appear to float. In the summer people in Japan are more sensitive to spirits(due to Obon) and may see or hear Zenji when they wouldn't otherwise.

Zenji can touch physical objects(his doll, his biwa, and his phone) and his footsteps are audible if he doesn't silence them.

Afraid of ghosts, possibly the dark, and maybe dead bodies.

Edward Hart

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - ?

Artifact

Cane? - ?

While his profile lists his Special Artifact as "??", he holds a cane in his combat chibi.

Other

Edward is, or was historically, the world's strongest vampire, implying a great deal of hidden power. As he is 400+ years old, he knows a great deal about anomalies that Darkwick doesn't listen to for some reason. However being old has also made his body and mind much weaker. . .allegedly.

Ed has immense power, which we've only heard of him using on the singular mission he participated in. Using it he obliterated an anomaly and a building in such a way that Darkwick struggled to cover up(unlike Tohma's destruction which was able to be explained as poor maintenance and age) suggesting he more or less vaporized it. It's unknown if this is a vampire power or his stigma.

Ed is able to transform into a bat and fly around. He doesn't seem to be able to speak in this form, only screeching loudly.

If Rui touches him, the touched part will break off(at which point it can be reattached simply by pushing it back into place,) ache intensely for a time, or he will die temporarily. However Ed is immortal and cannot die by normal means. He doesn't need to breathe and cannot be suffocated, for example.

As a vampire, Ed is rapidly exhausted by sunlight. Sunlight won't kill him instantly, but it will cause him to collapse. He claims sunlight will turn him to ash eventually, and he cannot be outside in the sun without a parasol. If it's cloudy enough, Ed is able to be outside during the day. He's usually tired during the daytime, but still seems to sleep during the night.

Ed is physically and mentally weaker during summer months, but stronger during autumn and winter.

Ed primarily drinks tears, although he mentions that he does drink blood in his character story and on the home screen. He finds that human food doesn't taste like much of anything.

Ed mentions that Lyca's soul is misshapen, however it's unclear if he can actually see his soul or if he was merely teasing him.

Rui Mizuki

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - temporary relief of pain and discomfort

Incantation has only been said in his head.

It's unclear if blowing a kiss is required to activate it or if that's just for flair.

Artifact

Scythe - allows Rui to conceal himself in darkness.

Rui admits to using his artifact to keep an eye on others on campus.

Other

Suffers from a 'Reaper Curse' which effectively makes him a reaper.

Cannot make skin contact with living things without them dying. This includes humans, animals, plants, and even mold!

Wears gloves, a turtleneck, and avoids crowded places to avoid committing manslaughter.

Absorbs the life energy of what he touches and kills. This kills almost anything instantly as most things are too weak to survive it. Absorbed energy goes straight to his body, preventing him from sleeping. He keeps himself as busy as possible as a result of having so much energy to spare.

Lyca Colt

Stigma

Incantation - Ramsochisa

Effect - allows him to follow any scent he's smelled before.

Artifact

Claws - ?

Other

Werewolf. Transforms with exposure to the full moon. "The speed of his transformation is affected by how much he's exposed to moonlight and his mental state." Sometimes feels his skin crawling when the full moon is near?

Covering his head when he's outside under the full moon prevents or regresses his transformation. Collapses after his transformation regresses from half wolf and doesn't transform while unconscious. Nothing happens to him if he's not exposed to the full moon on a full moon night. Obscuary is always a crescent moon, allowing him to be there safely during a full moon.

Werewolves have four stages: Human, partial wolf, half wolf, and full wolf. At 'half wolf' Lyca is an anthropomorphic wolf. However, he loses control of himself after he's been transformed for a while, and may attack indiscriminately.

He doesn't remember much when he transforms. He might remember less if he fully transforms?

Yuri Isami

Stigma

Incantation - Agnihaet

Effect - "hyperstimulates his braincells"

"allows him to logically process information and solve complex equations almost instantaneously."

when enhanced seemed to make the information processing instantaneous and extremely accurate?

Artifact

Syringe - Causes injuries received by the individual injected with its contents to damage the entity that inflicted them.

Jiro Kirisaki

Stigma

Incantation - ?

Effect - ?

Artifact

Chainsaw - ?

According to his Christmas home screen dialogue where he cut down a fir tree for Yuri, the chainsaw doesn't cut well. However in the chapter it seems to have no problem cutting through flesh. Perhaps it cuts through anomalies or flesh, but not other things?

Other

Jiro is noted to be especially strong.

Jiro was in a coma until an undisclosed time ago, when Yuri was able to awaken him from it. When he was comatose and for how long and why hasn't been relayed yet, however he was said to be particularly violent during The Clash, meaning he was likely awakened before or during it.

As a side effect of his condition and mysterious illness, Jiro has a poor memory, immunodeficiency, and his wounds reopen very easily. He needs four treatments a day, and they take around an hour to complete. Yuri is the only one who can administer them, and Jiro isn't able to do so himself. Even with his treatments he's forgetful and prone to being sick and has a bit of a fragile constitution. Abrupt changes in temperature, for example, make him choke.

Jiro doesn't react much to his wounds and being in pain, but he will eventually collapse from overexertion or illness if he misses a treatment or has taken too much damage.

#tokyo debunker #i was gonna tag everyone but i got too tired lol #danie yells at tokyo debunker #tdb ref #maybe someday i'll edit it to include sources for everything and maybe screenshots #but probably not because that's a lot #okay it's past my bedtime and i have dailies to do so #good night lmao #i'm sure i've missed stuff because i didn't do a lot of going back to double check lol #but this should be everything we know so far from the english translation and maybe some of the japanese #we didn't really get an explanation for how the pc's enhancement worked on yuri because the guy just kinda got brainblasted and figured out #what to do immediately so i just kinda guessed #take note of question marks because that's where i'm not certain i guess lol #okay time for dailies and bedtime #hope we learn more about the missing info soon

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moonselune · 3 months ago

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hi uhhh i sent a message that had a scenario but i phrased it a bit awkwardly so ignore it. also i changed a few details so use this version instead, please.

(nsfw warning) hi! could you write a drabble of the male companions where, in the midst of having sex with tav, tav can feel haarlep using their body for their own purposes, and so they panic as the sensation overtakes their body. how would the men react to seeing tav like this? gn!tav if possible, please.

Ahh Haarlep you naught incubus you, suggestive warning (?)

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Gale:

The room was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, casting flickering shadows across the walls as you and Gale moved together, lost in the intimacy of the moment. His touch was gentle, his lips tracing the curve of your neck as he whispered words of adoration. But then, something shifted. A cold, invasive sensation started to creep into your limbs, as if your body was no longer entirely your own.

Your breath hitched, panic rising in your chest as the familiar presence of Haarlep began to take hold. Gale noticed the sudden change in you, the way your body stiffened and your expression twisted with fear. He immediately pulled back, concern etched across his face.

"Love? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

You tried to speak, but the words caught in your throat as Haarlep’s influence spread through you. It was like being trapped in a nightmare, your movements no longer your own, ghost hands touching you in ways you had no control over. Gale’s eyes darted around, his mind racing as he tried to think of a spell, any spell, that might help you.

“I-I can cast a ward, or perhaps a dispelling incantation—” Gale began, his voice frantic as he mentally sifted through his vast knowledge of magic.

But you shook your head, desperation seeping into your voice. “Gale, please, just kiss me. Make me forget… make it go away.”

Gale’s eyes softened, his panic subsiding as he realized what you needed. He cupped your face in his hands, leaning in to press his lips to yours with a gentle, reassuring kiss. His touch was tender, grounding you in the present, helping to push Haarlep’s insidious presence and partner to the background. The warmth of Gale’s kiss became your anchor, and gradually, the sensation of losing control began to fade, replaced by the comfort of his love and the safety of his arms.

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Astarion:

The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a pale, ethereal glow over the room as you and Astarion found yourselves lost in each other’s embrace. His touch was electrifying, a perfect balance of passion and tenderness. But as the moment grew more intense, a creeping sensation began to take over your body—an unwelcome, malevolent presence that you recognized all too well.

Haarlep.

Your movements faltered, your breath catching in your throat as the panic surged. Astarion, ever attuned to your emotions, immediately sensed the shift. He froze, his crimson eyes widening in alarm as he saw the terror in your gaze.

“What’s happening?” he whispered, his voice laced with fear.

You tried to speak, but the sensation of being overtaken by Haarlep left you paralyzed with dread. Astarion’s mind raced as he realized what was happening, a dark understanding dawning on him. He knew all too well what it was like to be trapped in your own body, to be forced to act against your will. The memories of Cazador’s control flashed through his mind, and his heart broke at the thought of you enduring something similar.

“No,” he murmured, shaking his head as if to banish the thought. “You don’t deserve this.”

Gently, he took your trembling hand in his, his touch filled with a rare tenderness.

“Look at me, love,” he whispered, his voice soft but firm. “I’m here with you. You’re not alone.”

You forced yourself to meet his gaze, and the compassion in his eyes grounded you, pulling you back from the edge of despair. Astarion moved closer, his hands ghosting over your skin in a soothing gesture, careful not to push too far, not wanting to add to your distress.

“I won’t let you go through this alone,” he promised, his voice barely above a whisper. “We’ll get through this together.”

His words were a lifeline, anchoring you to the present as Haarlep’s influence slowly receded, his fickle nature taking over. The sensation of losing control began to fade, replaced by the warmth of Astarion’s presence and the gentle rhythm of his breath against your skin. He held you close, his embrace both protective and comforting, as you slowly began to reclaim your body.

When the panic finally subsided, you let out a shaky breath, burying your face in Astarion’s chest. He stroked your hair, murmuring sweet reassurances as he held you, his heart aching for what you had just endured. But in that moment, he vowed to stand by you, to help you fight against whatever darkness tried to claim you.

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Wyll:

The flickering firelight cast long shadows across the tent as you and Wyll moved together, lost in the intensity of the moment. His hands traced over your skin with reverence, his lips murmuring sweet praises against your neck. Each touch sent shivers down your spine, grounding you in the warmth of his love. But suddenly, an unsettling sensation washed over you—a dark, invasive presence that made your heart race with fear. That godsdamned incubus, Haarlep.

The fiend’s influence spread through your body, taking over like an unwelcome guest dancing with a strange partner, twisting the pleasure into something alien and terrifying. Your breath hitched, panic rising as your limbs began to move on their own accord, a prisoner in your own body.

"W-Wyll," you gasped, your voice trembling as you tried to resist the sensation, to pull yourself back from the brink of losing control. Wyll noticed immediately, his movements halting as he looked into your eyes with concern.

“My love?” His voice was soft, yet firm, the worry evident in his tone. “What’s happening? What’s wrong?”

Tears welled up in your eyes as you fought against the fiend’s hold, your body trembling with the effort. “It’s Haarlep… He’.... I-I can’t… I can’t stop it.”

Wyll’s expression darkened, anger flashing in his eyes as he realized the nature of the intrusion.

“That damned fiend,” he growled, his grip tightening protectively around you. “You won’t suffer alone, my love. I’m here with you. We’ll get through this.” He brought his lips to your ear, his voice low and soothing, a beacon of light in the midst of the darkness. “You are stronger than this, love. Focus on me, on us. Feel my hands on you, my love in your heart.”

Wyll’s words were like a lifeline, pulling you back from the edge as you clung to the sound of his voice. Slowly, the fiend’s influence began to wane, replaced by the warmth of Wyll’s presence and the tenderness of his touch. He continued to whisper praises, his voice a steady, reassuring murmur that drowned out the last echoes of Haarlep’s intrusion.

As the fiend’s presence finally faded, leaving you breathless and shaken, Wyll held you close, his lips pressing gentle kisses to your forehead.

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Halsin:

The forest air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, the leaves rustling softly in the night as you and Halsin shared a moment of raw, unbridled passion. His hands roamed your body with a tenderness that belied his strength, his every touch igniting a fire within you. But as your connection deepened, something cold and unnatural began to stir within you.

The sensation was invasive, overwhelming, it was Haarlep. The name echoed in your mind as your body started to respond to a different rhythm, one that wasn’t yours as he used your form for pleasure. Panic rose in your chest as the fiend’s influence spread, your movements no longer entirely your own.

“H-Halsin,” you choked out, trying to grasp onto something, anything to ground yourself. The pleasure that coursed through you was no longer pure, twisted by Haarlep’s insidious presence.

Halsin, who had been lost in the moment with you, immediately noticed the change. His eyes, wild with passion, quickly narrowed in concern as he looked down at you.

“My heart? What’s happening?” His voice was laced with urgency, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders as if to steady you.

“It’s… Haarlep,” you managed, your voice trembling. “He’s… he’s using my form.”

Halsin’s expression darkened, his protective instincts flaring to life. He knew what Haarlep was, the deal you made and the thought of that fiend invading this sacred space between you filled him with a surge of possessiveness.

“Not here, not with you,” Halsin growled, his voice low and dangerous. His grip on you tightened, not with force, but with determination. “You’re mine, my heart. Not his. Never his.”

With a fierce resolve, Halsin’s hands moved over your body, his touch firm and deliberate, grounding you in the here and now. He leaned down, pressing his forehead to yours, his breath warm against your skin.

“Focus on me,” he commanded, his voice a rough whisper. “Remember who you’re with.”

His words sent a shiver through you, cutting through the haze of Haarlep’s influence. Halsin’s presence was like a beacon, drawing you back from panic. As he moved with purpose, his lips found yours in a heated kiss, his passion a stark contrast to the cold, invasive touch of the fiend's friend.

Gradually, the fiend’s hold on you weakened, the sensation of your body being manipulated fading as Halsin’s touch, his scent, his very essence surrounded you. When you finally felt the last remnants of Haarlep’s influence lift, you collapsed into Halsin’s arms, trembling but safe. Halsin held you close, his embrace possessive but reassuring.

“You’re safe with me, love,” he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. “I won’t let that fiend take what’s ours. You’re mine, and I’ll fight for you, always.”

You nodded, still shaken but comforted by his words. Halsin’s protectiveness, his fierce love, was your anchor in the storm, and as you lay in his arms, you knew you were where you belonged.

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Bless poor tav, they danced with devil and got burned, hope you guys enjoyed it - Seluney xox

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closingtime1973 · 5 months ago

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Doing exposure therapy for my fear of critique and not being able to understand tone this week by running a roleplay server I Fucking Guess

#personal incantations #(its not that serious im just mentally unwell)

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captainmalewriter · 1 year ago

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Freak Accidents

Seth woke up in an incredibly good mood. Today was the big day and he knew it. He practically jumped out of bed as soon as he heard his phone alarm go off for 7 in the morning. Seth walked to his bedroom door, opened it slightly, and stuck his ear in the crack. He waited for a moment, listening, but as far as he could tell, the house was almost completely silent. The only noise he could just barely make out was the sound of his tío Ronnie sleeping down the hallway. Seth smiled, then closed his door again. Seth then opened the closet and pulled out a leather bound book he had stashed in the back. The book was called the Tonis Maximus. It was in tatters, ready to fall apart at any second, but he made extra sure to keep it safe.

The Tonis wasn’t like any other old, beaten down book. While it seemed to be nothing special on the outside, it actually held a plethora of magical knowledge on the inside. Seth was able to get hands on it thanks to his job at the city library. The book was just sitting in the library archives along with all the other books nobody's checked out in years. It was dismissed as being just another collection of old myths and folklore. Nobody knew the great power the Tonis contained, nobody except Seth. He was digging around in the archives one day when he stumbled upon the book. Out of pure boredom, he decided to read a page or two out of the Tonis. From the moment he first laid eyes on it, a world full of supernatural phenomena was opened up to Seth. Realizing what kind of power the book contained, Seth decided to smuggle the Tonis out of the library and keep it all for himself.

Since he first obtained the book several years ago, Seth has been studying up on its magical content. He’s tried his hand at turning objects into gold through alchemy, predict the future through clairvoyance, and he’s even communicated with souls of the dead! Although Seth was very limited in what he could do (casting magic was very draining on the body after all), he was still on his way to becoming a proper witch. And the best part? Nobody except Seth knew about the Tonis!

Seth sat on his bed and he opened the Tonis to a page he had bookmarked. The bookmarked page contained instructions for the latest ritual Seth wanted to master. Body possession.

Seth read through the directions, then took off his clothes just as the book said to do. He then pulled out his phone and recorded a quick video of himself.

“Alright, Seth here, I’ll be attempting the body possession spell again. Hopefully the third time’s the charm, but even if it fails again, I’ll just try again until I get it right. I’m staying at my uncle’s place in Mexico for the summer, so I got plenty of time to perfect this spell. Wish me luck!”

Seth finished recording his self-documentary and put away his phone. He paused for a moment to reflect on his previous attempts. The first time he used the spell was when he tried to possess his neighbor back home. While he managed to get inside his body, the bodybuilder had no problem expelling his soul right out through sheer willpower. The second attempt was no better. He used it to possess his old high school principal, but although he got inside his body, he couldn’t move at all! Seth was starting to grow impatient after having back to back failures. He wanted to get it right this time, and with tío Ronnie on standby, he was sure he’ll nail it down in no time!

Seth placed his hand on his doorknob and took a deep breath. He then mentally reviewed the ritual procedure one last time; first, get naked, next, find a vulnerable target, then, recite the incantation, and last, push your way into their body! It was a simple 4 step process, all Seth needed now was more practice in executing it. He hyped himself then stepped out of his bedroom, only to be mortified when he saw his tío Ronnie sitting on his bed. He was still visibly sleepy, but now he had a clear view of Seth in his underwear.

“Seth?” Ronnie said in a low, groggy voice. “What are you doing up at this hour?”

“I- uhh…” Seth didn’t know what to say. He didn’t prepare for this scenario. His eyes darted around the hallway while he searched for an answer. “I was… I was on my way to the bathroom! Yeah, I just really needed to pee!!”

“Dude,” Ronnie winced. “No need to yell, I’m right here. That’s cool, but why are you just in your underwear though? You never do that.”

“Uhhh…” Seth was scrambling again. He could hear his heartbeat getting louder with each passing second. He felt as if no matter what he said, Ronnie would be able to see right through him! “I, um, well-”

“You know what, Sobrino, save it.” Ronnie yawned as he threw himself back on his bed. “It’s too early for this. You do you, but just let me sleep a little while longer, okay?”

“Y-yes! Goodnight Tío!!”

Seth hurried into the bathroom and forced himself to pee just like he said he would. He sighed a breath of relief, not because he actually needed to go, but because he was so sure he was about to get caught performing magic. Thankfully, Ronnie’s inability to care about anything kicked in and saved the day. But even though Seth got scared shitless almost getting caught, it wasn’t enough to stop him from his mission! All he needed to do was wait a little bit for Ronnie to fall back asleep, then he could try again.

Seth went back inside his bedroom while he waited Ronnie out. Nearly a full hour had passed before Seth decided it was safe enough to try again. He crept into Ronnie's room and surely enough, he was sound asleep. Seth couldn’t help but grin as he watched Ronnie’s chest rise and fall with every snore. He took off his underwear, ready to attempt the body possession spell for the third time.

He started by reciting the incantation from the Tonis out loud. As soon as he finished reciting the last word, a wave of nausea overtook Seth. Seth was ready for the lightheadedness to hit him like a truck, but no amount of anticipation could prepare him for how sudden it was. He nearly fell over, head throbbing with pain, but Seth was determined to see the spell through to the end.

Hand pressing against his temple, Seth forced himself to stumble over to Ronnie. He then laid his nude body on top of Ronnie as carefully as he could. Seth was able to get on top of Ronnie without waking him up, and although it wasn’t his first time getting on top of a man or possessing someone’s body, Seth wasn’t prepared for how intimate it was. He could feel his junk resting on top of Ronnie’s. The thought of them touching dicks was enough for Seth to start getting hard, but he forced himself to shake off the bad thoughts and focus on his real goal.

Alright… 1… 2… 3, now!!

Seth started pressing his body against Ronnie’s sleeping body. He knew if he wanted the body possession spell to activate, then he would have to push with everything he’s got! Magic never worked with half-assed effort after all. He pushed and pushed until finally- he could feel himself sinking into Ronnie. It began with his legs and feet. Suddenly, the feeling of Ronnie’s thick leg hair pressing against Seth’s smooth legs was gone. In its place, Seth felt his legs become consumed and enveloped by Ronnie’s thick legs. His feet aligned with Ronnie’s feet like a pair of well-fitting socks, then they began growing and stretching to match their new form. The rest of Seth’s lower half followed suit. His cock and balls slid inside Ronnie’s groin. Seth stifled a moan as it happened. The feeling of his cock slipping into Ronnie’s member like a personal dick sleeve made a rush of pleasure surge through him. That feeling only grew as his dick grew bigger and fatter until he had an identical member to his uncle’s girthy cock. Within seconds, the lower halves of their bodies had fully aligned with another. Seth tried wiggling his hips, and surely enough, he made Ronnie’s hips wiggle around. He could even start to feel the bedsheets underneath Ronnie’s/his ass. The body possession was going well so far.

“Nrghh…” Ronnie murmured. Seth’s eyes shot open. It seemed like Ronnie was waking up, so he knew he had to hurry up and possess him before it was too late.

Seth’s torso was pressing against Ronnie’s thick, hairy belly and chest. With some more pushing. Seth could feel his body go past physical limitations and slip inside its new vessel. Seth’s presence inside of Ronnie’s body grew with each passing second. He could feel Ronnie’s body heat combine and become his own. Their arms, chest, and gut aligned perfectly as Seth inserted himself in. His body then once again started growing. Seth’s thin frame was rapidly taking on extra body mass. He grew bigger until he had the same bulky build his uncle Ronnie had.

“Ahh fuck!” Seth accidentally squealed out loud. He couldn’t contain himself anymore after all the warm, body stimulation from transforming and possessing Ronnie. Only his head was left. While the rest of his body was already deep inside of Ronnie, his head was sticking out just above Ronnie’s chest.

“Hrm? What the-”

Ronnie heard Seth’s outburst and lifted his head. Seth saw he was waking up and wasted no time slamming his head into his. He phased right through. The impact made Ronnie lay back again. He then let out a loud, guttural moan that echoed throughout the house. Except it wasn’t Ronnie groaning, it was Seth using his newly obtained voice after a successful body takeover. He had done it. Ronnie’s body was officially his.

“IT WORKED! IT ACTUALLY FUCKING WORKED!!”

Seth was ecstatic. Not only was he able to enter someone else’s body, he was actually able to move around this time! The body possession spell worked!

He jumped out of bed bursting with excitement, although he nearly fell over due to almost losing his balance. He immediately felt the difference in body weight between his body versus Ronnie’s body once he was on his feet. Seth took a moment to let himself get used to moving around with a bulkier body, then walked up to the mirror to admire himself.

“Whewww… Looking good, Tío Ronnie… Or should I say, me?”

Seth chuckled. He ran his hand across his face, letting his fingers stroke against the fine beard hairs he now possessed. Seth always shaved off his facial hair before it could fully grow in. He was amazed how it felt to have an actual beard on his face.

Seth looked down and smirked as he saw Ronnie’s body instead of his own. He laid a hand against his new hairy belly and gave it a shake. Seth was always a skinny twink, so to actually have a gut was a new experience for him (and one he was actively enjoying). He ran his hands up his torso, stopping at his chest to cup his squishy pecs. He then tried flexing his chest muscles and watched as he managed to get each pec to bounce up a little. Ronnie wasn’t a couch potato by any means, but also he wasn’t a full fledged gym rat either. The end result of being somewhere in between led to him having a larger, bulkier build with some muscle behind the girth. It was definitely a different body type than what Seth was used to, but it was one he was actively enjoying as he stripped down naked and continued admiring the newly possessed goods he now had thanks to the magic book.

After he had successfully possessed his Tío Ronnie, Seth decided to keep practicing the body possession spell until he decided he had mastered it. He decided to step it up and try possessing a police officer the following day. Unfortunately, while Seth was able to sneak his way into the cop’s body, he was unable to take control over him. Seth was trapped as a mere passenger inside the cop’s body as he went about his day like normal.

Seth had no idea what he was doing wrong. After failing to fully possess the police officer, Seth decided to try possessing Ronnie again. Surely enough, he was able to slip inside Ronnie and take control like it was nothing. Why was Seth able to possess his Tío Ronnie but not anybody else? None of the other spells in the Tonis gave Seth this much trouble! It was certainly an intriguing problem, and it was one Seth would have to solve alone. He had to keep his magical activities a secret; after all, who knows what would happen if someone found out…

Over the course of the next few weeks, Seth focused most of his time and energy on figuring out how to master the body possession spell. He decided to try possessing a variety of men first. Although Seth’s actions were pretty limited due to the fact he had to be naked in order to perform the spell, he was still able to possess a dad, a bear, and another twink just like him. He wanted to see if it was a matter of a specific body type. But it was no use. No matter who he possessed, Seth just wasn’t able to take control over their bodies. Yet, despite all those failures, Seth was still able to possess Ronnie without a single problem!

Seth was getting pretty frustrated. He just couldn’t figure out why he could possess Ronnie but not anyone else! Against his better judgment, Seth decided to entertain the possibility that the spell was limited to familial members only. However, even when he tried possessing one of his cousins, he still couldn’t possess them! Seth was truly stumbled, but even so, he refused to give up. He refused to accept that there was a magic spell he could not fully master.

Seth’s next action plan was to go all in with possessing his Tío Ronnie. He figured if he can’t fight against the current, he might as well swim with the current instead. Seth started possessing and staying inside of Ronnie’s for longer periods of time whenever he hopped into him. At first it was just overnight, but then it grew to a day, then two days and so on. Ronnie had mentioned to Seth that he began to feel weird. He couldn’t articulate the strange feeling very well, but he said felt as though he had become a bystander in his own life. Seth reassured him that it was nothing, that it was probably just the summer heat getting to him. Ronnie bought it, and Seth was glad he could keep possessing him without much worry. He needed to! Seth’s rationale was that if he could get accustomed to controlling a body that wasn’t his own for an extended period of time, then maybe he could use that experience to take over other bodies. Practice makes perfect, or so the saying goes anyway.

Seth continued practicing the spell on Ronnie regularly. It had gotten to the point where Seth didn’t even need to check the Tonis for the lengthy cantation anymore. He already had it committed to memory with how many times he used it! Seth’s next goal was to possess Ronnie’s body for two weeks straight. After so much time possessing Ronnie, Seth considered it his second home away from home. There was almost nothing Seth could do with his body that he hadn’t already tried doing with Ronnie’s body. He was that comfortable now.

The sun was setting on his 14th day as Seth came out of the gym, drenched with sweat after a good workout. Seth sat in the car and let out a heavy breath as he waited a minute to let himself cool down. Ronnie was a heavy sweater, way more than Seth was. And with all the body hair he had, the sweat would bead up and drip off of his hair whenever he worked out. Although it was an adjustment at first, Seth grew to love it. He never realized how good his uncle’s body odor smelled. He had a naturally manly musk that was incredibly potent and intoxicating to sniff. Seth couldn’t help but sniff his own armpits after he got all sweaty. He loved his scent, and he loved watching as drips of sweat hung off of the forest of hair he had in his pits.

Seth intended to just take a quick sniff of his pits before driving back home, but he was getting too entranced by his own sweaty aroma. The tent forming in his mesh shorts was undeniable proof that he was into it too! Seth paused and looked down to see his protruding bulge. He shouldn’t be this aroused, but he knew he was the reason why he was already hard with just smelling his own sweaty pits.

When Seth first challenged himself to possess Ronnie for 14 continuous days, he also swore to himself to not do anything sexual while inside his body. He was able to get by the two weeks without much difficulty. But of course, that also meant he was holding a 14 day load in. No doubt his body was itching for some relief, and although Seth was ready to just power through the last day, he couldn’t help but stare at the large, obscene bulge in his shorts. Against his better judgment, Seth let one of his hands slither down his body until it reached his bulge. His fingers wrapped around his rock hard member and gave it a light tug through the mesh fabric of his shorts. It was nothing more than a quick rub, but it was enough to get Seth squirming in his carseat as the warm pleasure of rubbing his sensitive, erect dick began to kick in. It was no use, he had to get off and he had to do it now!

Seth practically ripped his shorts with how quickly he took them off. His cock sprang out as it was released from its clothing imprisonment. Seth looked at his uncle’s fat cock with wonder as it stood upright in its full glory right in front of him. He was jealous that Ronnie had a view like this everytime he jerked off. Seth grinned as he wrapped his calloused palm around his new dick, fully relishing the fact that it was his turn to tug on that girthy member now.

His breath became bated as he pumped himself. Seth threw his head back and let out several guttural moans from deep within his lungs.

“Fuck yeah… You like that…? You fucking dirty bitch, yeah you like that huh…”

Seth kept talking dirty in between groaning and panting like a wild animal in heat. He loved using his uncle’s deep voice and heavy Mexican accent to talk dirty. Just hearing Ronnie’s voice come out of his mouth while he jerked off made his throbbing dick leak with precum. His thick, hairy thighs became soaked with precum and sweat as he increased the speed of his strokes. He had all the car windows closed and the AC off. In cutting off the air flow, it quickly became very warm in the car. Seth’s stolen body started sweating again, which in turn, made his sweaty musk come back. He grunted as he sniffed his pits, fueling his mind with an ecstasy-like sensation through the power of smell.

“Arghh, fuckk…!”

Seth couldn’t last much longer. He was getting close. He picked up his stroking speed and within the next minute, ropes of warm cum shot out of him. Seth bellowed his moans as the endorphins rushed throughout his body. His fat cock was like a water gun as it shot load after load of sticky cum until both his body and the car was covered in jizz. Seth was red in the face and out of breath by the time he fully finished. After all the time and energy he put into researching the body possession spell and while trying to stay abstinent too, a good jerk off session was very much needed! But although Seth got the relief he didn’t realize he was desperately needing, his intense self-pleasure session caused the already finicky spell to act up again. Before Seth could even react, he was ejected out of Ronnie’s body. The sharp pain of getting literally torn out of Ronnie was overwhelming. Seth blacked out as a result.

…When Seth came to, he found himself lying on his bed. He looked around his room, letting the comfort of a familiar place ease his mind while he got his bearing together again. He had some mild body pain, but nothing he couldn’t manage. Seth was grateful that he came out relatively unharmed after a freak accident like that.

He sat up in bed and realized he was wearing shorts now. Seth wasn’t sure how he got clothed or how he even got back home, but then he found a note on the ground with answers to his questions. It read: “Found you knocked out so I carried you to your bed. I also put on some clothes so you weren’t naked. Don’t go out drinking so much if you can’t handle it. Rest up, I’ll see you soon,” signed by Ronnie.

Seth let out a heavy exhale after reading the note. He was horrified at the thought of his uncle finding him naked and passed out somewhere. However, as far as he could tell by the note, it seemed like Ronnie was still not the wiser about what his nephew has been up to lately. Seth could rest a little bit easier knowing his secret was still safe.

Seth picked up his phone, which was right next to the note on the ground. He unlocked it and checked the time. Apparently, a full 24 hours had passed since Seth was forcibly removed from Ronnie’s body. He wasn’t sure what exactly had happened, but he figured it must’ve been pretty bad if it knocked him out cold for an entire day!

Seth wanted to spend the rest of the day resting, but then his mind began abuzz with thoughts. He walked over to his door and peeked out of it, where he then saw Ronnie taking a midday nap down the hallway. The sight of his sleeping tío made the urge to possess him kick in. Seth’s initial thought was to just let both him and Ronnie rest before he tries casting magic again. But then the memory of the freak accident came back. Seth had magic accidents before, but they were never to that extent. The more he thought about it, the more he worried that he might have lost the power to possess people due to the accident. His mind became restless worrying about it. Seth wanted to ignore it, but he just couldn’t. He needed to know if he had lost his casting abilities for good or not.

“Okay… Just one quick possession…” Seth whispered to himself. “I just need to check if I can still possess people. Just five minutes, then I hop out and rest…”

Seth repeated his plan to himself multiple times. He knew this was probably the riskiest thing he had done with magic thus far, but with how great his anxiety was becoming, it quickly became his only option in his mind. Once he reassured himself enough, Seth took the first step towards his tío’s bedroom. It should be simple, just a quick in n out. He had already possessed Ronnie so many times after all, it should be easy enough. It should’ve been. But when Seth stepped into Ronnie’s bedroom, he was nowhere to be found. Seth tried looking for him but he couldn’t find him anywhere. It was like he had disappeared from the house!

“Maybe it’s for the best… I’ve been getting too reckless with magic anyway…” Seth mumbled as he walked back to his bedroom with his head dangling with defeat. He stepped back into his room and closed his eyes to take some deep breaths. However, just as he stood in the middle of his room, his door was slammed shut and standing in front of it was Tío Ronnie.

“Looking for someone, Sobrino?”

Seth felt his heart drop into his stomach when he heard Ronnie’s voice. He turned his head slowly and was met with Ronnie’s staring daggers into him. Seth swallowed his breath. The air in the room had become nauseatingly tense. He wanted to get out of there, but with Ronnie standing right in front of the door, chances of escape were slim to none.

“Um… Hi, Tío…” Seth said meekly.

“Hey. Do you have anything you want to say to me?”

“Hm? N-No, I don’t think so…”

“Really. What’s this then?”

Ronnie reached for something in his back pocket. He pulled it out and threw it onto the ground right in front of Seth. Seth’s eyes nearly jumped out of his head when he saw the Tonis Maximus. His breathing became shorter and labored. He knew more likely than not that he had been caught.

“Uhh what is that?” Seth feigned a laugh. Ronnie shook his head and took a step forward.

“Drop the act, it’s not cute. You’ve been acting weird ever since you got here back in July. At first I just ignored it, figured you just needed some time to get used to living here. But you never did. You just kept acting weirder and more secretive, almost like you were paranoid about something. Meanwhile, I started feeling weird too. I would wake up with body aches and random bruises, even when I don’t remember doing anything that would cause that. But I figured these two things just couldn’t be connected. Right, Seth?”

“But I was wrong, they were all connected. What really set me off was when I woke up in my car sweaty, naked, and covered in my own cum. How the fuck did I end up like that? Why would I end up like that? None of it made sense! But then when I got home, I found you passed out and naked in the backyard. I can handle one or two strange, out of the ordinary things happening, but this many? Nah. I can’t ignore that, I needed answers. And so, while you were passed out, I decided to snoop around your room for a bit. And surely enough, I found the one missing piece to the puzzle I needed tucked away in my beloved nephew’s clothes.”

Ronnie pointed to the Tonis laying on the ground. Seth felt a cold shiver run down his spine, but remained quiet.

“I’m not stupid, Seth. I know you’ve been using magic to take over my body. I couldn’t believe it at first- Hell, I didn’t want to believe it! But it’s the only thing that explains everything that’s been going on in this house ever since you arrived.”

“Wh-Wh-What are you going t-to do with me…?” Seth finally spoke up, albeit with a shaky voice.

“I’m glad you asked,” Ronnie smirked. He then got closer to Seth while taking off his clothes. Seth took a step back, but froze with sheer panic when he heard Ronnie recite the body possession spell. “Now it’s my turn to have some fun! You don’t mind, right? It’s only fair, after everything you’ve done…”

Ronnie charged at Seth. Seth was able to sidestep him, but as he ran for the door, Ronnie grabbed onto him and slammed him face first onto the bed. Seth got the wind knocked out of him, and even though he struggled to break free, Ronnie had him firmly pinned down. It was no use, he had lost.

“Alright! Now all I gotta do is enter you right!?” Ronnie yelled. Seth could feel something long and hard rubbing against his ass and knew immediately there had been a misunderstanding.

“Wait! You’re not supposed to literat- AH FUCK!!”

Seth was too late. He shouted out in pain as Ronnie shoved his fat cock into him with little to no warning. Ronnie then started to thrust his hips into Seth while keeping him pinned onto the bed.

He was pounding away at Seth’s ass like an angry jackhammer. Seth could feel the weight of his big and strong uncle laying on top of him as he fucked him. The hair on Ronnie’s chest and stomach felt good brushing against his back while he thrusted into him. Seth was a well experienced bottom. If he wanted to have a good time, he knew not just any random top could get the job done. But with Ronnie’s girthy cock filling him up and his aggressive hip-thrusting rhythm, Seth found himself in heaven as Ronnie fucked him like a personal sex toy.

“Ah! Nrghhh… Fuck! Ahh!!”

“C’mon, open up that ass for me!”

Ronnie had Seth in a tight bear hug as he fucked him. Seth could feel his uncle really laying out all his body weight on top of him. Then, it happened. Seth’s moans grew louder and more intense as he began to feel his uncle phasing into his body. It was only his asshole at first, but then his entire body started getting filled up with the warm presence of a man as he got possessed. However, Seth was a much thinner man compared to Ronnie.

“Fuck…! Fuckk…! FUCKKKK!!! AHHH!!!” Seth cried out. He could feel his body getting stuffed to its physical limits as Ronnie pushed his bulky body into his twink body. Seth felt as if his skin was about to burst open with how full he was. But luckily for him, Ronnie was able to get inside of him without severely injuring him. However, although Ronnie had fully inserted himself into Seth, he was unable to control Seth’s body. The body possession was a failure. But to add insult to injury, Seth couldn’t move his own body either because he had become too bloated to move! It took several minutes but eventually Seth’s body was able to return to normal once it was able to adjust for all the extra body mass it had taken on. Seth was able to move like normal again, although thanks to Ronnie, he was no longer the same skinny twink as before. He had grown to match Ronnie’s body type.

“Man! I look pretty good!” Seth said out loud. His voice had dropped several octaves in pitch. He wasn’t sure exactly what was happening- the body possession spell was clearly too unstable to follow any logic, but at least this time, Seth was enjoying the results!

Hey! What the fuck!? Why can’t I move! I want to possess you! Not just sit in here!!

Seth could hear his uncle’s voice inside his mind. He felt an itch in his head for a brief moment, but then it disappeared. But then Seth felt a sudden, burning sensation in his chest. It made him kneel over with pain. He felt as if every fiber of his existence was getting pulled and tugged on!

“Hey!! What are you doing!?” Seth shouted out in pain.

I’m going even deeper!! I’m gonna possess you no matter what, even if it means I have to take over your soul!!

Seth’s mind went into full panic mode. He wanted to scream, he wanted to shout at Ronnie to stop. He was going to depths even he had never explored with magic! There was no telling what was going to happen, but so long as Ronnie was inside of Seth, there was nothing Seth could do but endure it…

Seth was gasping for breath as he felt a cold wave flow over his body. The icy sensation began in his heart then spread throughout the rest of his body. No doubt Ronnie had made it inside of his soul by now. All of the major muscle groups in his body inflated with body mass. His chest filled in with firm pecs, his bicep and leg muscles became toned, his ass grew larger and well rounded. Hair began to sprout on every square inch of his body. At first, his hairy body resembled Ronnie’s, but the hair growth didn’t stop there. Arms, legs, pits, ass, pubic, beard, everywhere on Seth’s body had become a jungle of thick, black hair, far surpassing Ronnie’s body hair!

Seth groaned as he felt his cock stretching and growing. His cock thickened until he had the same hung, fat dick as his uncle. It grew out into an impressive 6.5 inches with some heavy girth to boot. His hairy balls hung lower than before as they began producing cum and testosterone en masse. By the time Ronnie finished possessing Seth’s soul, Seth had become completely unrecognizable. Seth and Ronnie had merged together to form a new man due to the soul possession that had taken place. The soul possession had taken traits from the 20 year old and 38 year old and combined them together to create the new 29 year old Ignacio.

Seth was breathing heavily as all of the bodily sensations he was experiencing began to subside. His vision grew blurry, but never recovered. Seth closed his eyes, panting for breath, and passed out on the ground.

Days had passed since Seth and Ronnie fused together. After the fourth day of being unconscious, the newly formed Ignacio woke up with groggy eyes. He picked himself up and let out a guttural yawn that nearly shook the house walls. He scratched his chest as he stretched, his fingers getting caught occasionally due to how thick his curly chest hair was.

“Man… What the fuck happened to me…” Ignacio thought out loud. His voice had a baritone pitch and a heavy Mexican accent. Ignacio looked around and spotted a phone on the ground. He picked it up and opened the gallery through the quick start camera shortcut. The first thing on the phone gallery was a video of some shirtless young man recording himself. Ignacio played the video.

“Alright, Seth here, I’ll be attempting the body possession spell again. Hopefully the third time’s-”

Ignacio grew bored of the video and deleted it. He had no idea who Seth was or what he was talking about, and didn’t care enough to find out. Instead, he cleared out the phone entirely and claimed it for himself.

While cleaning up the room, Ignacio found a book titled Tonis Maximus. However, he couldn’t make sense of any of the writing inside. So he tore it apart and threw it into the fire pit, ready to burn at some point.

Ignacio then proceeded to take a shower to get ready for the day. It was a big day after all, his brothers and sisters were supposed to fly in from the States later that day. Ignacio smiled thinking about his beloved nephews and nieces. He was sure they were just as excited to see Tío Ignacio as he was to see them.

Ignacio hurried to get dressed and make his way to the airport asap. He was completely oblivious to all the reality-altering magic that made his existence possible, and with the Tonis Maximus destroyed, there was no turning back. Not that Ignacio really minded it; after all, he was living the easy life in his little city in Mexico, fucking men on the downlow and overjoyed whenever his family visited him. Life was as good as it could be now that magic was out of picture, permanently.

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thewritetofreespeech · 2 months ago

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Night 82: Practice

words: 2193

rating: E

pairing: Gale x Tav

summary: Gale's first day at Blackstaff Academy was fast approaching, so he and Tav decide to practice with a little student/teacher role play

tags: heterosexual sex (m/f), roleplay, student/teacher roleplay, all members are of age, use of magic, fingering, cunnilingus, rough sex, bend-me-over-the-desk-daddy, Gale is a nervous nelly.

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His first day at Blackstaff Academy was fast approaching, and Gale didn’t think he had been this anxious since it was his last first day as a student.

Being offered a teaching position at his alma mater was a dream come true. To be so respected for his magical abilities to instruct others, and perhaps caution them through his follies, was something Gale didn’t realize he wanted so much until he got it. He wanted to make a good first impression. To that end, he was running himself in circles trying to get everything just right. Churning his stomachs into knots in the process.

“I really think it’s going to be fine Gale.” Tav told him, from her safe place on the couch amongst his chaos, trying to soothe him.

“But if I can’t find this damned book then my lesson won’t make any sense!” He insisted.

“Are you going to read the whole book to the class on the first day?”

“Well…no.”

“Are you going to assign them to read it on the first day?”

“Gods no. The text in this book are far too advanced for novice apprentices to even comprehend, much less replicate.”

“Then why do you need it?”

Gale stopped his rummaging. Realizing in his wife’s perfectly boiled down words that she was right. He sighed. “I just…I want to make a good impression on the students…”

“You’re Gale Dekarios,” Tav told him, as if he had forgotten, “formally Gale of Waterdeep, Mystra’s Chosen, and one of the saviors of Faerun. I think the impression has already been made.”

Gale chuckled once. Leave it to Tav to give him a boost of confidence, should his coffers ever run low. “Yes, well, now I want to add ‘teacher extraordinary’ to my apparently long resume.” He came over to sit next to Tav on her couch; in what little space was left to her. “I’ve just never taught anyone before. What if I’m not any good at it?”

“You taught me.” Tav reminded him. The two of them both mentally drifting back to that night in the woods where they shared a moment of magic, connecting with the Weave.

“That is different. A simple incantation done by practiced, beautiful hands.” He told her. “But teaching wizards who wish to master the Weave, to be the foundation on which they build their temple of study, it’s a lot of pressure. If I fail at a spell or incantation, I have nothing to show for it except a sore head and perhaps a few singed eyebrows, but if I fail them….”

“Why don’t we practice?” Tav suggested suddenly.

“Practice?” Gale repeated curiously. As if even that simple concept was lost to him (his students were truly doomed).

“Yeah! Practice! You go through your whole first day lesson and I shall play the part of your eager, attentive student.”

Gale laughed. He had to admit, an eager & attentive Tav was something that was conjuring images not fit for a classroom, but her concept was sound in theory. “Alright. Let’s give it a whirl. But if we’re going to do this,” Gale waved his hand and in a blink, they were no longer standing in their living room but a memory of his own former classroom, “let’s do it right.”

Tav beamed and looked around the illusionary room in awe. Gale wondering if it was the visions of room or the details of his illusion that had her undivided attention. He’d have to show her one day. Walk her around the school. Show her the gardens. Where he used to hide out from the headmaster when he was in trouble. His classroom both then and now. He couldn’t wait.

“First things first, my students will always have to show up to class in proper uniform attire.” He snapped his fingers and Tav flinched as her outfit changed from her common clothes into Blackstaff Academy robes. Making her giggle.

“Of course, Professor.” Gale felt his back go a little straighter when she said that.

He watched as she went over to one of the desks and sat in the front row. Bright eyes. Bright smile. Chin in her hands as the picture of enthusiasm, and the perfect distraction. “Alright, teach me Professor Dekarios.”

Oh…this may have been a bad idea….

For all his wayward thoughts, not fit for a member of the illustrious Blackstaff Academy, Gale felt he did very well for a practice run. Tav took her role very seriously. She paid attention. She asked questions. Hells she even took notes. If he didn’t think about the fact that she was his wife and they were actually standing in their living room for a moment, he would have truly believed that all of this was real.

“So, how did I do?”

“You did wonderfully. Your other students are going to love you.”

Gale smiled softly at Tav, now that they were standing together in classroom like any other post lecture chit-chat, and tucked her hair behind her ear. “You’ll always be my favorite student though.”

“Oh really?” That grin that Gale knew all too well coiled its way on to Tav’s lips. She took a step closer. Leaning her weight forward into his personal space while her hands just barely rested on his hips. “Do favorite students get preferential treatment?”

“They certainly do.” His own hands reach out for her. Closing the gap between them as he stared into her eyes. “If they’re good.”

“Oh, I’m a very good girl.” A whine bubbled up Gale’s throat, just about to come out before he swallowed it back down. “So, what do I get, Professor?”

Gale lunged forward with his lips to capture Tav’s in a kiss. Unable to hold back anymore. He was almost ashamed to admit how turned on he was. Using his new, illustrious, highly respected job as a form of role play but Gods was he hard.

He kissed her recklessly. Still with the presence of mind to keep his illusion intact as he turned them around, so Tav’s back was against the desk. “Sit.” Instantly, she did as she was told. Like the word was some manner of incantation lock like what he just covered in his lecture. “That’s my good girl.” Gale doesn’t miss Tav’s own whimper that doesn’t stay locked inside her throat. “You did so well in class today. Eager. Attentive.” There were those words again. Only this time he could put them into a different kind of practice. “I think eager young students should get rewards. Positive encouragement is the cornerstone of my teaching methods.” With the tip of his finger, Gale pressed against the spot where her collarbones met and slid down. His finger acting like a knife to his illusion as it ‘cut away’ her uniform. The long robes peeling back from her until they were no more than an open cloak around her naked body.

“Gale,” Tav hissed once her skin was exposed; likely from the cool rush of air on her skin, or the brush of magic tickling away as the illusion gave way to some reality. He gave her one stern, but playfully, look and she instantly corrected to, “oh..I mean…Professor.” His clever, clever girl.

He kissed her again. Holding the back of her head close to him. Tav then gasped loudly into his mouth. Her head tilting back. “What’s this you’ve brought me then, hm?” Gale asked as he continued to touch her. His whole hand cupping her while his fingers played with the wet slit they found there. “Certainly doesn’t feel like an apple for your teacher. But maybe it’s just as sweet.”

Falling to his knees between hers, Gale pushed her legs apart to devour her. Hungry for her to the point of drooling almost as much as her cunt. Her hands braced behind her on the desk as she tilted back. Her face towards the sky as she moaned for him. “Oh Gods Gale…! Mhmm….! Fuck right there!”

“Such language from my most gifted student.” Gale scolded as he pulled back.

Tav whined. Her body literally twitching with desire. “Gale…mmm..Professor…” He rewarded her by sliding his index & middle finger over her entrance, between her wet folds and her clit, for remembering their game. “Please don’t stop….”

“Ssh..ssh…ssh…” Gale hushed Tav gently, though his fingers never stopped what they were doing. He then slipped them in. Her opening eager to accept but clenching frantically for want of something more. “Shall we continue your oral exam, or do you want to move on to harder lessons.”

“Harder lessons Professor, please.” He doesn’t want to think of his wife as a slut, but the way she spread her legs with his fingers still inside her, leaning back on his desk, non-verbally begging Gale to fuck her, she looked downright filthy. “I’m ready for a more indepth education.”

Pulling his fingers free from her to use both hands on his belt to get it off faster, Gale pulled out his throbbing cock and thrust it inside her. He didn’t even bother with the rest of his clothes. Behaving as if they had no time for him to take them off. Like someone could walk in from another class at any moment, they were so lost in the illusion. Tav didn’t seem to mind as she moaned greedily against his ear. Her hands fisting in his shirt. “Fuck me hard, Professor. Teach me a lesson.” Gale growled and nipped at her ear. Tav squealed before descending into moans as he did what she asked.

The desk wasn’t as helpful as one would have thought. It lent to the aesthetic and overall fantasy of the moment but didn’t provide a lot of leverage in their current position. All a matter of perspective though, and what kind of teacher would Gale be if he wasn’t a problem solver?

He pulled his cock out, all shiny and wet, before he moved Tav from the desk and flipped her over. A much better position as her hands now braced her in the front and her ass stuck out towards him; illusionary robes long gone now as either Gale willed them to vanish or his spell was cracking on its own with his attention divided, he couldn’t quite tell. Taking only a moment to admire the new vision before him, like any good lover of art, Gale thrust back into Tav hard and continued their rough game.

The sounds she made were invigorating. Loud shouts. Breathy moans. Sharp cries of ecstasy.

“Mmm…Professor…” She was completely lost in the fantasy now. “You’re being so rough…”

“That’s what you asked for, isn’t it.” Tav groaned as his hand wrapped around his throat to tilt it up towards him. His chest against her back as he whispered in her ear. “For me to fuck you hard. Even before you asked with your words. Staring up at me with those big eyes from your desk. You asked for this.”

“Yes.” Her nails scratched against the wood and some muffled version of the word ‘more’ fell from her lips.

“Do you do that for all your professors? Look up at them with those big, beautiful eyes for attention? For praise?”

“N-No.”

“Why is that?”

“I only want you.”

It was Gale’s turn to groan, and he turned Tav’s head as far as it would go to pull her in for a big, sloppy kiss. During this, he felt Tav’s wall shutter around him. Her body quake as her hands fought to keep purchase on the desk. Destroying the imaginary papers scattered on top of them. He lasted a few more thrusts before he came too. His resolve snapping like an overstrung cord, along with his spell.

Without his illusions, their mount disappeared and they fell to the floor. Gale tried to brace them as much as he could to cushion the fall. Feeling the pain in his shoulder though, after he successfully ‘saved them’, he had to wonder why he didn’t conjure some real cushions. “Are you alright?”

“I’m better than alright.” Tav told him. She didn’t seem phased at all by their stumble. But then again stumbles, of any kinds, never seemed to keep her down. She pulled herself free from him but then turned around to face him. Head in her hand with her elbow on the floor. “So, Professor, how did I rate?”

“Oh, full marks all around.” He teased back. Pulling her in for a proper kiss now that they were facing each other. “But I always have time to offer extra credit, for my most industrious students.”

Tav giggled. The sound and that smile infectious. “Do you feel better about your first day now?”

“Well, I can’t do any of that with my students.” He quipped. “But the first part, yes. I think it really helped. I feel I really have a command of it now, although that might be the residual endorphins talking.” Tav snorted, but then curled up beside him.

They seemed content to lay there for a while on the floor. Enjoying the moment. “I still wish I could find that book though.”

“Gale!”

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avidboafan · 5 months ago

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HII can i request an itoshi rin fic where him and reader watch horror movies together and reader gets a lil scared <33 ??

WHITE THOUGHTS : “CAN I GO WHERE YOU GO?”

character : rin itoshi x reader

content : horror movie descriptions | fluff

summary : rin tries his best to comfort you after you try watching a movie with him.

notes : rin might be out of character (;^_^A) hope you like it!! really appreciate any comments or reblogs! and requests are open!!

you and your boyfriend rarely ever get to spend time together due to his growing career in the france’s U-20 team. so when he finally got the day off,you didn’t miss the chance to spend the little bit of time with him, and he decided to give you some of his much needed attention, granted, he gets to choose the date activity.

of course, he chooses a good ol’ fashion horror movie. he gets to relax his muscles and enjoy his time with the most lukewarm person he knows. what a dream. you were at first hesitant to watch it, but rin persuaded you otherwise. at first, he pretended that he didn’t care that you didn’t want to watch the movie he picked. but after you suggested some much more lukewarm, and boring movies, you soon noticed that he was just sulky that you didn’t like his tastes. not that his face shows much, but being his partner, you had some experience figuring out what he was feeling underneath his stoic expression.

you cuddle up next to him, burying the side of your head on his chest as you pulled the fluffy blanket over your legs and he drapes an arm around you, his free hand holding the remote and clicking to the movie he wanted to watch. incantation.

“i don’t know, rin. even the trailer looks creepy,” you commented on the little snippet showing on the screen. “i told you if you didn’t want to watch it, we can watch another movie.” he replied impassively, but the corners of his mouth pulling into a slight frown symbolised that he was probably really looking forward to seeing this, especially with you. you gulped and pulled on your big kid pants, “it’s okay. i can watch it,” you mentally prepared yourself for the tension, the jumpscares, the feeling of goosebumps growing on your skin. rin eyes you preparing yourself briefly, before clicking play on the screen and setting the remote down next to him.

the first few 40 minutes of the movie made you breathe a sigh of relief, luring you into a false sense of security that this movie was probably not that scary at all. suddenly, the sounds of bones snapping as the old lady’s head turns a full 180 on the screen, her orifices leaking black liquid greets you on the tv and you immediately tighten your grip around rin’s waist, holding in your breath at the sight. rin’s teal eyes stare down at you, as if checking if you’re okay, before rubbing his thumb on your shoulder to soothe you.

the movie plays on to a terrifying scene. the main characters stumble upon the cult-like scene, people chanting and singing in a eerie manner in dim, red lighting. the sounds of screaming were apparent as the side character disappears, only to reappear dead, with their teeth plucked and their appearance completely pale and bloodied. the two characters crawl into a dark tunnel, only for the next side character to die, as many blackened hands reach out, you could feel the same hands on the screen reach out for you, and the screaming from the tv ringing loudly in your ears, almost feeling real to you.

you bury your entire face into rin’s sweater, hiding your eyes from the bloodcurdling scene in front of you, as your fingers tightened a vice like grip onto him, grabbing so hard that you were leaving crimson crescent-shapes onto your palm.

rin fishes the remote that had somehow teleported into the crevice of the cushions and pauses the show, noticing that you were clearly scared and going past your normal fear limit. he looks at you awkwardly, unsure on how to comfort you other than patting your back and shoulders rhythmically.

“are you.. alright?” rin’s usual detached tone held a tinge of worry as he tilts his head down to see you eye-to-eye. he seemed doubtful of himself, uncertain if you were comforted by his actions or not. you nodded into his chest, “juf sverd.” (translation : “just scared.”) you mumbled, the sweet voice he loved so much sounding muffled, much to his disappointment.

he seems to be a little amused by your funny sounding voice. “..what?” he scoffs, his lips curving slightly into an amused expression. “i can’t understand you,” you lifted your head up from his sweater, your hair slightly disheveled, “i said i was just scared,” you chuckled, your voice turning an octave higher mid sentence as you started laughing at his expression. “are you trying to smile for me? you look stupid,” you joked, pointing at his usual straight lined lips curving upwards slightly as you gave a toothy grin. “..shut up,” he grumbles, but you could tell it was all in good fun.

he pulls the blanket off his legs and tucks the entire thing onto you, making sure you get nice and cozy in an awkward silence. “um.. do you want some water?” he asks, cocking a brow. “a tea would be nice,” you suggested, “but don’t leave me alone!” you wrapped yourself tightly onto him as he tries to leave, like a koala bear hanging onto a branch. “how am i supposed to get you a tea if you’re clinging to me like dirt? you might as well just make it yourself,” rin quips.

“fine! but you’re coming with me!” you giggled, pulling him along as he sighs and rubs his face with slender, long fingers, following you to the dimly lit kitchen and wait as you make your tea. “never realised how creepy the kitchen is when it’s so dark,” you rambled, trying to make conversation to distract yourself from the memories of the horror movie earlier. “then turn on the lights.” rin states the obvious, reaching his hand to flip the switch. you groaned like a vampire to sunlight, squinting your eyes as it adjusts the the bright lighting, “you’re human, not a vampire.” rin flicks your forehead and rolls his eyes.

you’re back in the room as soon as you left, your hands holding onto the cup of tea as it warms your unusually cold hands, which you suspect was from how scared you were earlier. you sip it finish and place it on the nightstand, falling back onto rin’s chest. perhaps it was how disinterested you were from the movie after you knew that you couldn’t handle it, or how warm rin’s firm chest was, or it was just the tea working its magic, but you closed your eyes and fell asleep before you knew it, lightly snoring on him. as the movie ended, rin turns his attention to your sleeping form and his eyes soften, gently pushing you off him as to not wake you up, mumbling something about you getting neck aches if you sleep in that position.

he turns the tv off and goes to sleep next to you, a small smile gracing his lips.

this was the first time in a while he has felt this way. this content with being just himself. with all the pressure of his expectations, the expectations from his team, from the fans, from the weight his brother has left on him, the current him would never be enough. the current rin itoshi is not the striker people imagines him to be. that’s why he keeps training. and training. and training. to become the striker he envisions himself to be. to best sae itoshi. but you see him as just rin itoshi. not the football genius’ sae itoshi’s brother. not paris x gen’s U-20’s rin itoshi. not blue lock 11’s rin itoshi. just.. rin.

you really are lukewarm. but that’s alright. sometimes he needs someone to balance him out.

#blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #bllk imagines #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi fluff #blue lock imagines #rin x reader #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin fluff

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corruptedcaps · 5 months ago

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The Goddess Complex

The Goddess Complex was originally an early 3 part story I wrote but Tumblr banned part 2 some time ago. I was going to re-release part 2 with SFW images but I thought, screw it I'll rewrite them all into one post. Enjoy!

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Lisa kicked and struggled as two large men strapped her to a stone table in darkened room. She had been taken from her bed in the middle of the night, blindfolded and taken to this place, wherever it was.

As one of the men pulled off her blindfold she finally could see where she was. As far as she could tell she was in some sort of theater. Balconies wrapped around the center of the room, where she was currently tied. Each seat in the theater was occupied by a cloaked figure

"What do you want from me? I didn't do anything wrong! I'm not a bad person!" Lisa screamed but no one answered. No one made a sound. The silence however did not last long and was soon punctuated with the clicking of heels walking into the room.

The cloaked figures seemed to lower their heads in reverence to the person walking in. Lisa strained to see who it was but couldn't get the right angle. The voice she heard next sent a chill down her spine.

"You didn't do anything wrong my dear, you're not a bad person. But don't worry, I'll fix that." Said the cold seductive purr of a woman. Her voice echoing around the walls of the theater.

The woman strolled onto the stage and stood over Lisa allowing her to finally see her. It was the most beautiful woman Lisa had ever seen. She had platinum blonde hair and wore tight black latex. Her face was cold and domineering. Lisa wanted to look away but she was almost hypnotic. Her tits were so large the piece of clothing holding them in was creaking with each movement.

"W-who are you? W-what do you want from me?" Lisa said barely above a whisper.

"My name is Lilith and I am a Goddess. A Goddess of power, of beauty, of darkness. You have been chosen to receive a very special gift. A gift everyone in this room would die for. Many have." Lilith said her voice carrying immense weight.

"Gift? What kind of gift?" Lisa asked, a little intrigued.

"The most sacred of all gifts, my soul. I have had this body for 200 years and grow tired of it. I have had my fun with it, pushed it to sexual, mental and physical extremes and it has served me well but I crave a new body. Your body to be exact." Lilith said with a wicked smile.

"But what happens to me? My mind? My soul?!" Lisa shouted.

"They will cease to be. There will only be me, Goddess Lilith. Your pathetic farm girl body will be transformed into a vessel fit for me and my power. This body I inhabit was once like yours is now. Underdeveloped. Unremarkable. Unfuckable. But when I take control, all that will change." Lilith said almost salivating at the thought.

"Why my body? Take one of your cultists here!" Lisa said suddenly realising the gravity of her situation.

"For the successful transfer to occur, the body needs to be pure, untouched, virginal. All my followers have been spoilt by me." Lilith said almost wistful.

"What? No you can't do this! I'm not even a v-" screamed Lisa as she renewed her struggling.

"I grow weary of this." Lilith said cutting Lisa off as she placed a single finger on Lisas forehead. Instantly Lisa stopped, paralysed unable to do or say anything, her mouth still wide open. The only thing she could move were here eyes.

She watched as Lilith clicked her fingers and a second stone table rose from the floor. She lay down upon it as her followers began to chant in a language Lisa had never heard.

The lights in the room began to flickered and the walls started to shake. Lilith lifted a blade high above her own stomach and with one final incantation word from her mouth she drove the dagger into her chest.

A bright blinding light began to escape from the newly formed hole. The light filled the room making it hard to see. Lilith's arms went limp as the light escaped her body, swirling around the room like a snake. Spotting Lisa's open mouth it dove towards it. Lisa felt a hot sensation as it slid down her throat, slowly diminishing the light in the room until it was all gone.

Lisa blinked, not believing what had just happened. She also wondered why she could still feel her body, why she could now move her fingers again. Why her mind was still intact and not taken over by some crazy evil Goddess. That's when she realised that Lilith and her followers had messed up.

Lisa was by no means sexually active but she also wasn't a virgin. She theorized that they had grabbed her by mistake. There was a pious girl in her town also called Lisa who everyone knew was saving herself for marriage. Could this have been the girl they meant to take?

All Lisa knew was that she had to get out of there before they found out their plan didn't work. Before she could put any plan into action there was movement in the room.

The figures in the room slowly stood up and Lisa closed her eyes pretending to be unconscious. She heard the heavy steps of the disciples surround her.

"Goddess? Was the transfer a success?" She heard one ask.

"Jokes on you, you guys messed up." She thought but then an idea struck her. Maybe she could use this to her advantage to escape. She had to act fast, emphasis on the word act.

Lisa shot her eyes open and looked at the disciple with disdain.

"Of course it worked you fool, how dare you question your Goddess. Now untie these binds." Lisa snarled. For a moment she was worried it had not worked, the man looked confused. However another man quickly pushed him out of the way and began to undo her restraints.

"Forgive him my Goddess, he is a newer recruit to our church. He was merely worried for your well being." The man said as Lisa sat up. She just needed to get out of this room and away from so many of these people, thankfully they seemed to respond to her act so far.

"Worried?" Lisa let out a sarcastic laugh as she turned to the younger member. "I have performed this ritual countless times. Never doubt my power worm." She raised her hand towards him, as if she were to shoot lighting from it.

She didn't even know if Lilith had such powers but as the crowd of people parted in fear as if she were wielding a weapon she thought to herself, "I am nailing this." She would get herself out of there in no time.

"I need to retire to my quarters to recover my strength. You two!" She growled pointing at two disciples who had strapped her down. Despite their hulking appearance they seemed just as worried of her wrath as the the others. It gave Lisa a weird thrill.

"Escort me at once." She said getting off the stone table. The guards bowed and turned, walking towards a door. Lisa followed behind while the rest of the cultists remained in the theater. As they walked through the door Lisa breathed a silent sigh of relief. As well as her act was going she knew she wasn't out of the woods yet.

As they walked down the long corridor, Lisa was finding herself constantly retightening her pyjama pants, she didn't remember them being so loose on her waist. Conversely her sleep shirt was feeling unusually tight around her chest. Not enough to cause any breathing problems but enough to be irritating.

"Before I make my escaped maybe I should change into something a little more comfortable, I'm sure the Goddess won't mind." Lisa thought to herself with a chuckle.

Unbeknownst to her, her body had began to subtly transform. Her boobs were a size bigger, her stomach was more toned and she had instantly dropped ten pounds. These changes seemed to radiate to even the way she walked, each stride more confident than the last, her head held higher with an almost royal like air.

She was about to realise that they weren't the only changes taking place....

PART 2

Lisa was led down many corridors and through several halls until her and her escorts arrived at their apparent final destination.

"This place is a maze. How will I know where to get out?" Lisa thought to herself as they stood before two giant and grand doors. The two burly men each pushed open one of the doors, revealing a room of darkness. Not wanting to appear weak, Lisa strode in confidently. Instead of following the men closed the doors behind her and she was plunged into darkness.

“Shit, now what?” She said to herself.

As if hearing her frustration, all of a sudden candles in the room began lighting themselves around her, illuminating the opulent bedroom. It's decor and design was far more rich and luxurious than the halls she had walked through. It was a bedroom truly fit for a Goddess. At the center of the room was the biggest bed Lisa had ever seen.

"Big enough for an orgy." Lisa thought to herself with a smirk before quickly shaking her head to rid her of the out of character thought.

At the back were two identical doors spaced apart. Pushing open one she found it to be an equally sumptuous bathroom. The floor and walls were lined with marble and at the back of the room was a large and spacious bathtub.

Lisa bit her lip. She knew she needed to get out of there as soon as possible but the bathtub looked so inviting.

“I could use a wash, those brutes weren’t gentle or clean when they took me.” Lisa said to convince herself as she drew the bath.

“It couldn’t hurt to have a little me time.” She mused while taking off her dirty and torn clothing.

She stood before the floor to ceiling mirror fully naked. She put her hands on her hips and posed identically to how she had seen Lilith pose earlier. She didn’t notice her bigger boobs or her tighter waist.

“After all, I am the Goddess.” She said in her best dominant voice as she stared cold eyed at her reflection before breaking and laughing at herself. “Yeah right, me a Goddess?!” She laughed again as she slipped into a black silk night gown that was hanging up as she waited for the tub to fill.

"Those guards might have pulled something, my boobs feel tender and look swollen." She said as she rubbed them. Almost instantly her nipples stood on end.

"Ohhh and they're so sensitive too." She moaned lightly as her fingers made circles instinctively around her rock hard nipples. She was so lost in the sensation that she didn't notice her nails were long and manicured now.

“I wonder if Lilith played with herself like this while bathing. No I bet she would of had people to do it for her. I can see it now ‘you slave caress my nipples… not with your fingers… with your tongue’, yeah I bet she took a lot of pleasure in doing that." Lisa said to herself as a sly grin crossed over her face. She closed her eyes and let the wicked images play out in her mind.

She could see it now, the blonde Goddess beckoning to a waiting well hung man to come over to the bathtub.

“Mmmmm you want to please your Goddess don’t you slave.” Lilith asked to the man who nodded obediently.

"Then prove it." Lisa said herself in a whisper, captivated by the scene before her.

"Then prove it. Show me how much you are devoted to me." Lilith said to the slave echoing Lisa's words. The man walked over to the tub and got in, it's large size proving more than spacious. He stuck his tongue out and traced mini circles around Lilith's nipples.

Both Lisa and Lilith moaned in unison. Lisa was mimicking the action of the slave with her fingers, or perhaps it was her imagination that was following the actions of her fingers? Whatever the case Lisa was finding herself in bliss. Strangely she also found herself closer to the bathtub now too.

"Gooooood. Now lower." Lisa said, her voice now tinged with a level of coldness she had previously lacked. Lilith did not repeat her words this time, choosing to simply point instead.

The man ran his tongue down her body, getting to her clit. He waited however, not wanting to proceed before his mistress allowed it. But he did not look to Lilith, instead he looked at Lisa. Opening her eyes for a second she suddenly found herself in the tub.

Not wanting her fantasy to end she closed her eyes and imagined the man opposite her in the tub, she was now polity in her fantasy. The slave still looked at her, awaiting approval. She was fully in control and it was making her unbelievably wet.

"Do it!" Lisa said in a commanding voice. With a deft move the man's tongue slid into her slit and Lisa moaned once again, her voice deeper and stronger. In her head she could hear Lilith moan in snyc with her as well, if a little quieter than before.

Her hand was clinging on tight to the slaves head directing his tongue around her perfect pussy. “Oh thats it’s make your Goddess cum, you will be rewarded for doing so.” Back in reality she was plunging her fingers deep inside herself, exploring parts of her body she had been too shy to have before. She was verging on having the best orgasm of her life.

“Yessss oh fuck yes. Make me feel your complete devotion to your Goddess. Please your Goddess. I deserve all of this power and worship, I am beautiful, I am powerful….. Ohhhhhhhhhh… I am.... GODDESS LILITH!”. A huge cascade of pleasure engulfed Lisa as she screamed out the name in the echoing bathroom. She held her head and let out soft moans as she experienced the after shock orgasms in waves.

“Ohhhhhhh fuck I can't believe how hard I just came. I haven't done that since…. I don't think I’ve ever came like that.” Lisa said slowly regaining her composure. She spent a few more minutes actually washing herself, all the while resisting the urge to pleasure herself again.

Stepping out of the bathtub grabbed a towel to dry off and found herself staring at her reflection, captivated by the sight. She didn't notice that her boobs had once again grow, now two sizes bigger. Her skin had take on a light tan and her hair, despite just being in the water, looked perfectly sleek and shiny. All she could see was how hot she was.

“Mmmmm maybe it wasn't so crazy to think I could pass as 'The Goddess'. I am obviously sexy enough.” She purred as she took in her reflection vainly for a couple more minutes. She admired her every curve, soon convincing herself that she was in fact Goddess material, if not better. Just as she was contemplating playing with herself some more she realised her clothes were missing.

"Who would dare steal my clothes!?" She said in a booming voice that demanded answers. Stomping out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom she was about to reign down hell on the two guards when her eye caught the other door in the room.

“If that door led to the bathroom then this door must lead to the-" She said throwing open the other door. Her eyes lit up as she saw the inside, and a fiendish smile crept across her face “-the closet.”

Part 3

Lisa stood before racks and racks of clothing. There was everything from elegant ballgowns to skimpy lingerie. High heeled shoes to designer bags. Latex whips to steel chains. She ran her fingers across it all feeling each item slowly. She picked up a whip and ran it sensually across her naked body.

"Mmmm I wonder what naughty things Lilith has gotten up to in here?" She said with a smirk to herself but then quickly shaking it off.

"Ok enough playing around I need to find something that won't have anyone questioning my orders so I can walk right out of here. Not that they should question their Goddess!" She said suddenly snapping into character before shaking it off again.

"I need something dominating, authoritative, powerful." She said to herself while absent-mindedly playing with her tits.

"There are just too many options that look so fucking good and nasty! Hang on what am I saying?!” She thought to herself, these were garments for an evil bitch Goddess. They weren't her style, she just needed to pick something. Grabbing an item at random, she started to put it on.

"No I'm a good kind girl not some crazy cult queen." She said pulling on the knee high latex boots.

"Don't get me wrong though what girl wouldn't want to be worshipped as a goddess?" She said slipping into the tight black latex pants.

"But it's not right to have that kind of power over people... Even if the people are are pathetic helpless worms." She said with a sting of venom behind the last part as she put on the tight latex top, it's material managing to contain the massive tits she now had.

"They would be lost without me really. The Goddess that is. Like ants without a queen. With Lilith gone, they'll be impotent after I escape." She said putting on expensive gold jewelry. Her look complete she turned and faced the mirror.

At first her expression was that of surprise. Her body was pure beauty now. She looked like she had been poured into her outfit, an outfit that screamed power. Her body had morphed over the course of an hour into a perfect female form.

Her new bigger tits were nearly spilling out of her top. Her waist was crunched in so impossibly that it was a miracle she could breathe. Dark mascara had somehow appeared on the eyelashes and lipstick covered her now supple lips.

Her surprise soon warped into a look of contempt. Not for herself but for how she remembered all the disciples in the theater. Seeing her undeniable beauty filled her with disdain for anyone lesser than her which in her eyes was everyone. A cold pleasurable shiver ran over her body.

"Those useless mortals need a Goddess to lead them. They need me. They want me. Of course they do, look at me. I am perfection." She said staring into her own eyes, almost hypnotising herself with every word. She picked up a nearby whip and let it crack, loving the sound it made.

"They need my cruel uncaring hand to guide them, to whip them into shape. Yesssss I was made to be Goddess. Only I am worthy. Others live only to serve my desires." She said in a deeper sexier tone than she was used to.

Suddenly there was a sound from the main bedroom breaking her from her trance. Shaking her head she felt as though she was waking from a dream.

"No! What am I saying? Something is happening to me. Look at my body! I'm all tits and darkness. That bitch infected me with her evil. I need to get out of here away from any remnants of her." She said walking away from the mirror and into the bedroom to investigate the sound, where she found she wasn't alone.

Standing clad in a sleek leotard wielding two daggers as a beautiful blonde with a stern look on her face.

"Ah Lilith I see you've taken a new host. Trying to out fox me no doubt but your reign of evil ends tonight." The blonde assassin said lunging at Lisa who dodged out of the way with superhuman speed, surprising even herself.

"No wait I'm not Lilith. My name is Lisa! Her ritual thing didn't work. I'm just trying to get out of here. Please stop!" Lisa pleaded but the assassin continued her attack.

"Your tricks won't fool me witch!" The assassin said with anger and fury. Again Lisa dodged and countered with ease. Lisa could feel Lilith's power begin to coarse through her body with each dodge, as if being activated by some sort of sense of survival. The more power she gained the more she could feel the dark personality creep back in.

"Please this is just making things worse.... ugh.... for you!" Lisa said holding back the darkness and assassin at the same time.

"Dominate her! Make her kneel before you!" Her conscious was demanding, it's corruption hard to halt.

"No I won't! This is wrong!" Lisa said, pleading with her own thoughts.

"The only thing wrong is not bending her to your will! She should be serving you in the bathtub as you imagined!" Her dark consciousness said causing Lisa to reimagine the bathroom fantasy earlier with the blonde assassin in place of the male slave. She wanted to fight against the feelings but they were making her feel stronger, powerful and horny. It was intoxicating.

Finally the assassin made a last ditch lunge at Lisa who instinctively side knelt out of the way and managed to strike her with the whip. It coiled around the assassin's waist and Lisa pulled it hard, propelling the assassin to her outstretched free hand.

Lisa grabbed the assassin around the neck, lifting her with ease off of the ground. All at once Lisa felt a flood of power invade her senses. She was suddenly consuming the would-be assassins soul and she couldn't get enough. Her body orgasmed again and again as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

"Nooooooo I have to stop before it’s too laaaaaaaahhhhhhhh.” She screamed throwing her head back. She could feel all of the assassin's memories, emotions, and desires. Her name was Rita, she was part of a group hell bent on destroying Lilith. She had trained her whole life to kill the Goddess but now Lisa was turning her into a loyal follower. She loved every second of it.

“Yessssss this is my destiny." She screamed in ecstasy. "All will kneel before my beauty and tremble. Your soul is just want I needed to complete my evil transformation." Lisa laughed.

The two guards came in from outside after hearing the screaming. They stood in awe of their new Goddess. She let go of her grip on the blonde causing the assassin to drop to her knees. The blonde drained of any resistance, looked up at Lisa.

"How may I serve you Goddess." She said in a zombie like state.

"You fought well Rita and made your way pass these idiotic guards. They are of no use to me now. End them,” Lisa said with a smirk and watched as Rita dispatched the men easily within seconds. Lisa walked over to her new bodyguard with glee, taking her face in her hands.

“Having absorbed your memories I know you're a virgin Rita so I am at a bit of a crossroads. Do I save you and keep you pure so that one day you might be a suitable host for me. Or do I soil your soul and fuck you like the little slut puppet I desire? Decisions, decisions." Lisa said checking out Rita's tight and supple body.

"Mmmm it would be a shame to not taste a treat as sweet as you. Come along." Lisa said walking over towards the bathroom.

“Yes Goddess Lisa.” Rita replied causing Lisa to stop.

"Lilith is such a wonderfully wicked name, it would be a shame to not use it, wouldn't you say?" Lisa said rhetorically.

"Of course, Goddess Lilith." Rita answered back causing a pleasurable chill to run through Lisa's body.

"The Goddess is dead, long live the Goddess." She said with an evil purr and continued into the bathroom.

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