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sailing-olive-sky · 02 Sep 2026 -
Jack has a different target
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When I finished looking at Mary's social media posts, I set my phone down and got ready for work. I showered, dressed, and headed out the door to my car. The possession stone was in my work bag, as I was not willing to let it out of my sight. I made it to work and went to my office to begin work for the day. I had plenty of work to do but I couldn't focus on any of it. All I could think of was the events of the previous 12 hours.
Around lunch time, Katie, the paralegal who also worked as our office secretary, came into my office to ask if I wanted anything when she made a coffee run for the boss.
"Umm," I thought out loud.
"I don't have all day," Katie snapped inpatiently.
"I'm good," I said, trying to control the tone of my voice. I knew from experience Katie was quick to complain to the partners if she perceived any type of disrespect. Katie rolled her eyes and walked away. "What a bitch," I thought to myself. Then an idea hit me, I could use the possession stone to teach that bitch a lesson.
As soon as I had that thought, I started to smile. I began to make a plan. I would have Katie throw herself at one of the partners, and then return to my body mid fuck. She would never even know what happened to make her behaive that way. I waited for Katie to leave on the coffee run and non-chalantly made my way to her desk. I noticed a lose strand of blonde hair stuck to her chair and I nimbly plucked it from the chair.
I returned to my office and shut the door, I opened the jar and removed Mary's hair, replacing it with Katie's. I placed the jar in my pocket and opened my door again, waiting for Katie to return. Eventually, she returned and I saw her place the coffee tray on her desk while she removed her jacket. I quickly shut and locked my door, laid on the floor and placed the possession stone on my chest. "Possess." I stated.
I was instantly in control of Katie's body. I picked up the tray and dropped off each of my co-workers' coffees to them, saving the partner for last. I knocked on his door …
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