I was actually inspired to write this after reading some of MagikalSlave's stories about a year or so ago. I didn't get to work on it as much as I would have liked, I wanted more to happen. I don't think I utilized the faerie's possession very well either. What do you all think? I hope the formatting isn't too confusing, I couldn't seem to find a way to make proper indentions for paragraphs.
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“I’m so bored--aren’t we going to do anything fun?”
Ovelia stopped mid-step between two doors in the middle of the long hallway. Bewildered by the seemingly disembodied voices complaint, she raised her eyebrow and lowered her puzzled gaze to her right. The curious words were spoken so close that they could have come from directly beside her hip.
Am I hearing things?
“I’m rather tired of all this walking as well.” Another voice spoke up from somewhere in the vicinity of her left hand; this one that of a sultry, alluring enchantress, in stark contrast to the others spirited, girlish, glee. It sighed heavily. “I’m starting to think we’re going to have to make our own entertainment. This one is quite drull.”
Okay, I’m definitely not hearing things.
Lifting the many hems of her cloak, Ovelia scrutinized both her sides and found nothing out of the ordinary. She let the hems slip from between her fingers and drape back around her. “Nothing.”
“What do you mean, nothing?” The giddy voice giggled like it was some kind of joke. “That’s a silly thing to say.”
A chill quivered up Ovelia’s spine when it answered her. She turned a circle on her heels. “Where are you? Come out!”
“Oh--she sounds serious. I suppose we should do as the lady says.”
“Yay! About time!”
Readying her stance for whatever was about to jump out, Ovelia reached with her right hand swiftly for the handle of her whip. A sudden tingling sensation spread through her arms. Her right hand froze just before she could coil her fingers around the whip.
“W-what the!?” Ovelia groaned through grit teeth, trying to move her hand.
Both her right and left hands pulled upward of their own volition and stretched themselves out in front of her, like she was a doll on strings. Ovelia tried to lower them, or simply move them at all, but nothing from her shoulder, down to her fingertips, on either would respond to her own will in the slightest. They just hung there, defiant of her.
After a moment, her right arm bent at the at the elbow and her hand faced her. The hand rose up and waved happily. “We’ve been right here with you the whole time!” The girly voice, despite the lack of any discernable means of actually speaking, greeted Ovelia as her own gloved hand. “Hello!”
Ovelia’s left hand quickly followed, daintly bending inward at the wrist and bringing it’s fingers together in the shape of duck bill, using the formation to mimic a mouth. “My, my--you are quite fetching, aren’t you?” The sexy voice rose from her hand just the same as the other.
“I told you we made the right choice! Just look at her!” The right hand lusted, slithering itself up Ovelia’s nape in-between her suits collar, up across her cheek and then into her hair. “Everything is so soft and smooth!”
“S-stop that!” The Ocreche cringed, fighting unsuccessfully to regain control of her arms from whatever force had taken it. “How is this happening?”
“Oh, I’m sorry--we forgot to tell you, didn’t we? We’re Faeries, darling. We’ve been following you for a little while now and finally got the chance to get inside you. Unfortunately, we weren’t quite strong enough--even together--to possess this gorgeous body of yours completely; so we’re left with picking and choosing parts of it to control, for now.”
Ovelia felt her stomach knot up at the thought of what she’d just been told. “How did you get into me, without me noticing?”
“I don’t think that really matters at this point gorgeous, do you?” The hand laughed alluringly and brushed itself against Ovelia’s cheek with a gentle, passionate touch. “Because we aren’t leaving this body, at least until we enjoy ourselves--thoroughly.”
“Oooohhhh, lookie what we got here!” Sticking out it’s index and middle finger, her right hand plunged them into her cleavage and started slinking the leathery fingers in and out of the plump, fleshy crevice.
Her fingers continued to lewdly prod her bust, no matter how hard to she struggled to stop them from doing so, her hands just wouldn’t listen.
“You’ll have to excuse her,” The left hand pulled away from Ovelia’s cheek. “She’s quite lively--to say the least, when it comes to foreplay. So I suppose we should get into one of these rooms and get started.”
“Get started? Absolutely not! I won’t let you do whatever you want with me like this!”
“You don’t have to worry yourself about that, we know you won’t come willingly.”
After the reply, Ovelia felt control return to her. She pulled her fingers from deep within her breasts and looked at the both her hands like she’d never seen them before.
“Ovelia?”
She turned to see Kaleena at the end of the hallway.
“Is everything okay? I thought I heard you talking to someone else.”
Ovelia lowered her hands and opened her mouth to say something, but the strange sensation quickly closed her lips. She touched her lips before a smile curved across them and her hand dropped to her side.
“Ovelia, what’s wrong?” Kaleena asked again, taking a step forward.
“Nothing’s wrong, I wasn’t talking to anyone.” The voice was Ovelia’s, but she wasn’t the one talking. Her tone had the slight underlining allure of the left hands voice. “You must’ve been hearing things.”
“O-oh.” Kaleena didn’t sound very convinced. “Are you sure?”
Kaleena! It’s not me talking!
Ovelia tried to take a step forward, but each time she tried to move one of her legs, it tensed up and shifted her hips to that side. With her cloak obscuring her, Kaleena wouldn’t have been able to notice.
“Quite so. I’ve just got a few more rooms to check, I’ll meet up with you soon, kay?”
Kaleena looked at her strange for a moment, then nodded. “Okay.”
Don’t go!
Since her protests only echoed in her mind, Kaleena turned and walked away the way she came.
“Can we PLEASE go into a room and masterbate now?” Ovelia blurted out in a bubbly chirp the moment Kaleena was completely gone from view.
