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Natalie rubbed the bare skin where the spider ring once was. I guess I don’t have much use for it anymore. That thought didn’t bring her the comfort she wanted it to. A part of her knew that it wasn’t over, she thought it was finally over when Tom and Hazel died. It hurt so much to hear that Hazel died in that car crash along with Tom, but… if it meant she could be away from him then that was a price she would gladly pay. But even though she was there when they lowered Tom’s body into the ground, she had a feeling he would be back.

Why did I give them that scroll? Natalie rubbed her temples. She hadn’t even thought about that scroll until she saw those girls checking out that box filled with Hazel’s old books. She knew she should have taken it out, or maybe even refused the girl’s offer to buy that box. But, she felt as if her body was moving without her consent. Of course, that should have been impossible. No, that was her decision. It had to be. She remembered being there, she remembered giving them that box, the scroll. If it had been anyone else, she wouldn’t have remembered it, and it wouldn’t have been her.

There couldn’t be any way Tom was back. Natalie swallowed, and leaned back in her chair as she watched the sun beginning to drift down. She’d seen that girl earlier. The angry blonde one, the one who stole that ring from her. She can keep it for all I care, Natalie thought bitterly, I’m done with all this nonsense.

She wished she found that ring much earlier. She had finally worked up the courage to shift through some of Tom’s belongings a week after the yard sale and found that ring along with a few notes from Tom and Ian about what that ring does. Oh, life would have been so much easier if she had it when she was younger, before she met Tom, before any of this nightmare started. Then maybe she’d actually be happy. Maybe Hazel might still be alive.

Natalie stood up, feeling sick. Those girls mentioned something about someone else having the powers of the scroll. Ian must have also kept something from their trips together and Natalie couldn’t help but worry what else Ian must have had with him when he died. If only he knew the kind of man Tom became after those powers, Natalie thought bitterly, maybe he wouldn’t have brought Tom with him.

She wandered into her bedroom. It was large, empty, and silent now that it was just her alone. At least, she told herself she was alone here, although there was always a voice in the back of her head that always seemed to say that Tom wasn’t really gone. Natalie always tried to ignore that voice, and that voice did go away for a time when she had found that spider ring in Tom’s belongings, but ever since that girl took the ring from her, Natalie couldn’t help but feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing up.

And what she saw written on the dresser mirror nearly caused Natalie to shriek. There, written with her lipstick, was the words: I will be back, Natalie. I have found a way to come back to life. She knew right away the message was from Tom, but what scared her the most was that the handwriting was her own. I don’t remember doing that… Her knees gave way, and she fell to the floor, feeling weak. No! she thought, This- this can’t be real! She closed her eyes, and the tears fell almost immediately.

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Trevor waited until it was almost dark to head back to school. He was still in Principal Ozuna’s body, no way he was going to give this up! He parked her car and got out, using her keys to open the locked door of the school. Hopefully no one else is here, Trevor thought. Trevor’s worries would be put to rest as he went inside and found the hallways of the school empty and dark, with the only light coming in from the classroom windows drifting out from the gaps of the doors.

Trevor took out Principal Ozuna’s phone to use the flashlight and made his way over to the back of the school. He smiled, imagining the chaos he would cause once he uploaded Rachel’s, Naomi’s, and Elizabeth’s pictures onto Milton Net. Susan would, unfortunately, not be included with them as he didn’t have any pictures of her. I also don’t know where she lives, Trevor thought, frowning, I guess I probably should have found out more about Rachel’s friends when I was pretending to be her. Forget about her friends, he also could have found out more about her in general. The only thing he knew was how good she looked naked and how sensitive she was.

He did know where Rachel and Naomi lived though. Although going after Naomi might not be the best idea, not only would she be able to fight back, but who knew if she had any more tricks up her sleeve like whatever she pulled earlier today? Trevor winced, remembering that awful feeling of being forced out of Rachel’s body. The light burned him, how that was even possible when he had no body to burn, he wasn’t sure. He’s been feeling tired since then too, the only thing that kept him going at first was the need to get away. After that, well, he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have some fun with Principal Ozuna.

A direct conflict with Naomi wouldn’t be good, and he doubted Rachel would be any less dangerous. He doubted she’d let him win again so easily, and with how tired he felt, well, Trevor didn’t want to find out how it would feel to be trapped as Rachel was. Right now, he’ll damage their reputation and play the waiting game, maybe when he’s feeling stronger he’ll be able to see if there’s any sort of direct pay back he can inflict upon them.

Trevor continued walking down the halls of Milton High School, going further and further into the back of the school, the part that Principal Ozuna had ordered be temporarily cut off due to them remodelling the old gym. Trevor disregarded the caution tape and unlocked the door cutting off the old gym from the rest of the school.

The old gym had most of its floor torn up, exposing bare concrete, and there were a few construction tools still laying about that Trevor simply ignored as he made his way to the janitor’s closet inside the old boy’s locker room. He paused, looking around. The hairs on the back of Principal Ozuna’s neck were standing up and Trevor felt like he was being watched.

He opened his mouth, about to ask if someone was there before thinking better of it. Instead, he flicked off the flashlight and looked around. Without the light, his sight was thrown in almost pitch darkness, but Trevor waited until his eyes adjusted to the darkness and saw and heard nothing, save for a slight breeze of wind.

Trevor swallowed and flicked the flashlight back on, heading inside the old boy’s locker room and opening the door to the old janitor’s closet to find that, yes, his body was still laying there completely slumped over and undisturbed. Trevor sighed, Good, looks like no one discovered my hiding spot yet. He set down Principal Ozuna’s bag and brought out a bottle of water as well as some light snacks, then he went to work feeding his body and making sure he got water.

It was a slow, awkward process that would have been much easier if Trevor got back inside his own body, but he’d rather Principal Ozuna not question what she and him were doing in the school after dark, or why she currently wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. Heh heh, oops.

When he was finally done, Trevor was about to leave when he felt that presence again. Like there was someone else in here with him. He looked around, whipping Principal Ozuna’s phone around to see if he could catch anyone or anything with the light. All he saw was the empty locker room around him, and all he heard was the faint breeze of wind.

Trevor froze, sucking in a breath through clenched teeth. Why do I hear wind? he wondered, All the windows and all the doors should be closed. He swallowed, “He-hello?”

There was a prickling sensation all along Principal Ozuna’s body, it started on her toes, making its way up to her thighs, before switching to her arms. Trevor bit his lip, scared, but unable to deny that the feeling wasn’t terrible. Especially when he felt whatever it was lightly teasing Principal Ozuna’s sensitive nipples through her blouse.

“Oh!” Trevor cried out as he felt something beginning to tease Principal Ozuna’s pussy. He bit hip lip, squirming and struggling to stay on his feet as something that felt like invisible fingers toyed with the entrance of Principal Ozuna’s pussy.

Heh, not even wearing a bra or panties, I like your style, kid.

Where did that voice come from? Trevor whipped his head around frantically, but there was no one else, besides his empty body, here with him. No way… did Naomi or Rachel track me down? Trevor winced as those fingers went deeper inside Principal Ozuna’s body. No, no way this was either of them. That voice sounded too masculine to belong to either of them and he doubted either would be doing this to him.

Trevor whimpered as he felt another invisible hand groping Principal Ozuna’s breasts through the blouse before those same invisible hands started unbuttoning him, taking off his blouse to reveal Principal Ozuna’s breasts. He watched as Principal Ozuna’s breasts seemingly moved on their own accord, but he could feel the hand kneading them together, feel the fingers teasing those sensitive nipples that caused him to arch his back.

Such a shame to still be covered up, wouldn’t you agree?

Trevor barely registered Principal Ozuna’s skirt pooling around his ankles, leaving Principal Ozuna’s body bare in the locker room. Those hands then roughly grabbed Trevor and slammed him not too gently against the wall. Trevor cried out, but the pain was quickly replaced by pleasure as those hands began playing with Principal Ozuna’s ass and slapping them.

I think I will offer you my help, Trevor heard whispered in his ear, I’ve been interested in your activities for a while now and I think we might be able to help each other… you just need to let me in…

Trevor stiffened as those hands began playing with Principal Ozuna’s pussy again. They were fast, practiced, and precise. He could feel how wet this body was and how easily those fingers found the clitoris. Within seconds, Trevor cried out, Principal Ozuna came and he quickly fell to his knees. He released a breath through clenched teeth, torn between enjoying the afterglow of orgasm and figuring out what the Hell happened to him.

What? Trevor thought, looking around, What was that? “Hello?” Trevor asked to the darkness, “Are you still there?”

He was met with silence. No movement came from the shadows, and he didn’t hear anything, not even the breeze of the wind. Alright then. Trevor thought as he stood up, putting Principal Ozuna’s clothes back on.

His body was safe and hopefully wouldn’t be discovered any time soon, that was the most important thing right now. Still, that was only one of the reasons why he came here. Trevor retrieved his phone from his body’s pocket and opened Milton Net. He had Principal Ozuna create a new account for a student that didn’t exist so none of the other students would know this came from him. Naomi and the others will know though, Trevor thought, grinning as he searched through his gallery for all the pictures he had of them. I could upload some pictures of other girls too while I’m at it, Victoria and Olivia could certainly benefit from being knocked down a few pegs…

Trevor shook his head. No, not right now anyway. Maybe another time, when he has more time to devote to them. Right now, Noami, Rachel, and Elizabeth needed to be taught a lesson. He uploaded the pictures and typed in a message on the home page, calling out the three of them for sleeping around with other students and staff. Hopefully, some of the other students will take it from here and create their own stories about why these three girls are having their nudes posted.

Hmm… I like that. Trevor frowned, that voice was back. “Hello?” he asked, putting his phone back with his body, “Who are you? Where are you?”

As I said, the voice began, I am simply an observer. I just want to see what you are capable of and offer whatever help you need. You see, just like you, I also like getting into trouble.

Trouble, huh? Trevor thought, getting ready to leave, Well I guess I am going to be causing a lot of trouble soon. “What’s your name?”

Tom.

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“You really don’t remember anything when you were possessed?” Liz asked.

Rachel shook her head. The last thing she remembered before everything went black was fighting Trevor in the girl’s locker room and him tricking her into letting him take over her body. Thankfully it’s only been a little over a day, Rachel thought, I hope that means he didn’t get up to anything too weird in my body. Still, she couldn’t help but feel gross at the thought of that creep being in her body, especially now that she saw what clothes he chose for her to wear today. I should just throw these out. These are tainted.

Naomi came back, shutting the door behind her. After everything that happened back at Trevor’s house, they decided to regroup at Naomi’s since she left her body here when they went to confront Trevor. Liz filled Rachel in on what happened on the walk back and Rachel was given a chance to rest when they got back to Naomi’s house. She’d been feeling off ever since she regained control of her body, tired, and her thoughts came to her slower than usual.

“You two done?” Naomi asked.

“Where’s Susan?” Rachel asked.

Naomi rolled her eyes, “She said she wanted to get some water. Hopefully mom and Summerlyn don’t bother her. Anyway, do you have any idea where Trevor might have escaped?”

Rachel shrugged, “Who knows? He could be anywhere right now. Or anyone.”

“You dated him,” Liz accused, “wouldn’t you have a better idea where he might be?”

Naomi scoffed, “Please, you think I paid him that much attention?” She rubbed her temples, “Great, that was my only chance to get even with him and we blew it. Just great!”

“Forget that!” Liz growled, “He’s still out there, who knows what he might be doing right now? He could be making his way back here and possess any of us!”

“Let him try!” Naomi shouted, “If I feel him on me, you bet I’ll fight him tooth and nail! I will not be letting myself get possessed by him and used to live out some sick fantasy!” she glared at Rachel, “Unlike some people.”

Liz stood out and before Rachel or Naomi could react, Liz struck Naomi. Her fist connected with Naomi’s stomach and Naomi cried out, slumping to the ground weakly. Rachel scrambled to her feet, pulling Liz back before she could hit again. “Liz!” Rachel cried, “No! Stop!”

Rachel felt Liz let herself be pulled away, still Liz glared down at Naomi who struggled to recover, “Rachel saw what Trevor was doing and she acted to stop him!” Liz spat, “That’s more than I can say for you who just stood there like a coward!”

Naomi returned Liz’s stare as she got to her feet, “Yeah, and look how well that ended for her.”

“Both of you, please calm down!” Rachel begged, “We can’t afford to be fighting each other, and Naomi, I know you can’t stand us, and God knows we don’t really like you, but can we at least try to get along! At least until we can bring down Trevor?”

There was silence in the room as both girls considered Rachel’s words. Rachel felt Liz calm down and Liz sighed, “Fine.” Naomi returned those same sentiments. At least we got that sorted out, Rachel thought, releasing Liz, Now maybe we can actually figure out what to do. Trevor could be anywhere or anyone right now and unless that person started acting strange, none of them would have any idea they weren’t who they thought they were.

Rachel was snapped out of her thoughts as Susan crashed into the room, nearly causing the three of them to jump in surprise. “Everyone!” Susan called out, “Did you see what’s happening on Milton Net?”

Naomi rolled her eyes, “Really? You think whatever’s happening there is more important than this?”

Susan shook her head, “It does have something to do with this! Look!” She held up her phone for the three of them to see. W-what? Rachel took a step back, eyes wide at what she saw on Susan’s phone. She saw herself and she was in various states of undress, with a few pictures even showing her playing with herself.

Trevor! Rachel thought, her legs growing weak, He… in my body! He… took pictures of… Susan swiped through the pictures and there were pictures of Naomi as well, she was in a similar situation to Rachel where she was posed in various states of undress. Lastly, there was one picture of Liz. Unlike the two of them, Liz wasn’t completely naked, but she was standing in front of a mirror in only her panties giving a playful grin to the camera.

Rachel swallowed, feeling sick. She was worried about what Trevor must have been up to in her body and while she had an idea as to what he did, actually seeing it right in front of her was another thing entirely. The room started spinning and Rachel struggled to remain standing. She heard Susan cry out and suddenly she and Liz were by her side, helping her stay on her feet.

“Rache!” she heard them calling distantly, “Rachel! Are you alright?”

Rachel blinked, the room became steady and some of the strength returned to her. She waved away Liz and Susan, “I’m fine-!” she gasped, sitting on Naomi’s bed in case something like that happened again, “I’m… I’m fine.”

“Well good for you,” Naomi growled, “although I’m not sure how fine you’ll be when you see what people are saying about us.”

“What are they saying?” Rachel asked.

“Numerous comments laughing at us,” Naomi summarized, going through the posts on her phone, “A few stuff calling us sluts, whores, skanks, your teammates are not happy with you, Elizabeth," Naomi made a face, “we have some fans now, some of the boys are going a bit crazy in the comments,” she scoffed and shoved her phone back in her pocket, “fucking gross.”

Rachel fought the urge to look through them herself. No use giving herself unwanted stress when they were already worried about what to do next. “Well…” Rachel began cautiously, “maybe this could be a good thing?”

Liz and Naomi glared at her and Rachel already knew she said the wrong thing. “Excuse me?” Naomi began, stepping towards her, “Explain to me how this is a good thing? What? Did you want to flaunt ourselves in front of the entire student body?”

“That’s not what I meant!” Rachel began, “What I mean is… that was Trevor’s biggest threat against us, wasn’t it? Now that he’s already released them, what more do we have to lose?”

Naomi sighed, rubbing her temples, “Well, you got that right at least.” Suddenly, Naomi lashed out, punching the wall beside her. Rachel and the others jumped and Rachel noticed there was now a small dent where Naomi’s fist met the wall. Rachel swallowed, her throat dry.

Before anyone could say anything, the door once again opened, but this time, a very angry Summerlyn glared at them from the hallway, “Quiet!” she hissed, “some of us are still in the middle of studying for some very important exams, thank you very much!” she paused, noticing the new dent Naomi put in her wall, “Better not let mom notice that.” she said, before closing the door and walking away.

Naomi sighed, “Trevor might not have anything on us anymore, but I just realized something else, our family what's to stop him from taking over any of them and messing with us? And while I’m not the biggest fan of my sister, I don’t want her to go through what we’re going through right now.”

Rachel gulped. Her family, she hadn’t even thought about that! Trevor was in her body for a whole day! He definitely knows where she lives and if he gets inside one of her parents… would Rachel even notice? What’s to stop him from taking over one of them and driving them all off a cliff? Or, possibly even something worse?

“Naomi,” Liz began, “are you sure you looked through everything your uncle had that could possibly help us?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Naomi replied, “I’d check again, but I’d rather not risk another earful from Summerlyn-”

“I… I can help with that,” Rachel volunteered, “No one else is here, right?”

“My parents went to the movies and won’t be back until later,” Naomi explained, “go ahead, let’s just hope no one hops into your empty body while you’re gone.”

Rachel gulped, goosebumps forming all along her body. The last time she’d done this was when Trevor possessed her in the girls locker room. What if… what if it happens again? Her heart was pounding as she was about to leave her body and she gasped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She sighed when she realized it was only Liz.

“You sure you can do this?” Liz asked, “I mean, it’s Naomi’s sister, maybe she should-”

“What? Be her?” Naomi cut in, before making a face, “no thanks.”

Rachel nodded, ignoring Naomi, “I… yeah. Yeah, I’m sure!”

Liz didn’t look entirely convinced, but stepped back as Rachel took off the spider ring and her body slumped over. Alright, Rachel began as her soul drifted out, so far… so good. she floated downstairs, past Naomi who stepped out of the way as soon as Rachel’s body went lifeless. She found Summerlyn still hunched over her laptop in the kitchen. Rachel floated closer, pausing when she was just a few inches behind her.

Okay. Rachel thought, holding out her hands towards Summerlyn, Just like before. Her hands entered Summerlyn and Rachel was pulled inside. She gasped as her eyes opened and she was inside Summerlyn’s body. “I’m in!” Rachel called.

Naomi was the first to come down, giving Rachel an odd look, “Don’t you dare do anything weird with my sister’s body, yeah? God knows Trevor already had his fill.”

Rachel held up her hands, “Believe me, after what happened, I’m not sure I even still want to have these powers.”

“You and me both, honestly.” Naomi muttered, grabbing the keys to the basement, “Your friends said they were going to stay with your body to make sure nothing happens to it.”

In the basement, Naomi and Rachel found nothing hidden among her late great uncle’s belongings. Naomi did explain to Rachel what she knew about the scrolls and her great uncle, how he and his friend Tom went out exploring the world and found the scrolls somewhere in Europe. That Naomi tried to replicate the owl scroll that tore Trevor from Rachel’s body to little success, and that she came across the word bodyhopper a few times in her great uncle’s journal.

“Do you think your great uncle had these powers?” Rachel asked.

Naomi shrugged, “I don’t know, possibly. He kept some notes about the scrolls and while he doesn’t know who made them or why, he was able to put together what the owl scroll did,” she sighed, “sadly, he didn’t mention anything about making more of these scrolls so I think we’re a bit out of luck in that department.”

“I see,” Rachel began sadly, “should we rejoin the others?”

“Yeah,” Naomi agreed, “put my sister back where you found her and let’s get going.”

After returning back to her body, Rachel and Naomi told the others there sadly wasn’t anything useful in the basement. This is getting really bad, Rachel thought, if we don’t have a way to force him out, then… what can we do?

She remembered then, what happened in the locker room, how she was able to force him out of Victoria and then how he trapped her inside her body. Could we do something like that for him? We don’t know where his body is though… could we… maybe trap him in one of our bodies while also staying in control? She shivered at the thought of that. He already took control of her once, the thought of him possibly doing it again… no.

Besides, who’s to say that plan would even work anyway. Could they even trap him in a body that wasn’t his own? Rachel glanced at Naomi, they both had the same power, they could try to see if it could work but… once again Rachel shivered, imagining herself trapped in his own body again, unaware of what was happening while someone else ran around pretending to be her. Liz and Susan probably wouldn’t let Naomi do anything weird with her body, but after losing hers to Trevor for a day… she didn’t want to take any chances.

I think I better keep this to myself for now, Rachel thought sadly.

Susan’s phone dinged, and she groaned when she looked at it, “Sorry guys, we’re going to have to cut it here, my parents say it’s getting late.”

Naomi grimaced, “Fine. Just, do us all a favor and don’t get possessed by that creep.”

Susan shivered, “You don’t have to tell me twice.”

Liz glanced at her phone, cursing quietly, “I’ll need to get going too, it’s getting close to my curfew.”

That means I should probably leave as well… Rachel thought. The thought of returning home after everything made her feel sick. She was worried if her parents greeted her when she came back that they wouldn’t actually be her parents. She still had the spider ring in her pocket so Trevor couldn’t possess her again, but the thought of him being close to her… oh God, he knows where she lives! she shook that thought out of her head as she felt the bile rising in her throat.

Rachel grabbed Liz’s hand as she got up, “Mind if I stay over for the night?” she asked.

Liz blinked, a faint blush forming on her cheeks, “I… yeah, that’d be… fine.”

Naomi rolled her eyes, “Blegh. We’ll need to meet up tomorrow.”

The rest of them nodded, “We should probably have a code word,” Rachel suggested, “so we know we’re actually us.” After some thought Rachel suggested, “Chocolate chip ice cream.”

“What are you, a child?” Naomi asked.

Rachel blushed, “It was the first thing that came to mind.”

“Good a thing as any, I suppose.” Naomi said reluctantly, “Just make sure you two don’t get possessed by Trevor, and you better be meeting up with the rest of us on time, got that Elizabeth?”

Liz rolled her eyes, “I hear you, Naomi.”

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The walk to Liz’s house was a quiet one and both Liz and Rachel were a bit on edge, glancing around the neighborhood to see if there was someone watching them. Neither of them saw anything. Rachel played with the spider ring still on her finger, she felt better now that she had it back on, and just as Liz said, Rachel wasn’t able to leave her body with it on, not that she wanted to do so right now. No, more importantly, to her anyway, was that no one else could come in.

We only have these two though, don’t we? Rachel wondered, looking at Liz who was still wearing the spider necklace around her neck. That means both Susan and Naomi are unprotected. I don’t care much about Naomi, but I hope Susan stays safe. Rachel suppressed a shiver, I hope Trevor doesn’t know where she lives or anything.

“Something up, Rache?” Liz asked, noticing Rachel was starting to fall behind.

Rachel swallowed nervously, “I… just worrying about Susan and Naomi to be honest,” she touched the spider ring, “Maybe I should have given Susan this since she has no way to defend her right now.”

An expression Rachel didn’t recognize crossed over Liz’s face. It was gone quickly as Liz closed the distance between them, clutching Rachel’s hands, “I’d rather you keep on to it,” Liz said quickly, before letting go and avoiding Rachel’s gaze, “you just got possessed by that creep, and you’re still recovering after all. Besides, Trevor knows where you live and I’m worried he’ll try coming after you again.”

Rachel nodded, not entirely convinced, “Yeah…”

Her phone buzzed, and when Rachel checked it was from her mom saying it was okay for her to stay over at Liz’s house for the night. She’s not asking where Liz lives, Rachel thought, putting the phone back in her pocket, hopefully that means she’s still herself and not Trevor. It might not have been the best move for her to tell her parents where she was, but she’d rather not have them worry too much about her.

The same could not be said about Liz’s parents who immediately asked her where she was so late. “I’m sorry for staying out this late,” Liz explained, “Rachel and I were studying with some classmates and we lost track of time until Susan’s parents told her to come home.”

“Didn’t you just finish your tests?” Liz’s dad asked.

“Those were our midterms,” Liz explained, “we wanted to get a start on the finals.”

Liz’s parents didn’t look entirely convinced, not that Rachel blamed them, but they let the matter drop after giving a stern reminder to Liz not to stay out so late again to which Liz agreed to. They also, thankfully, agreed to let Rachel stay over for the night.

“You still not out to your parents, I take it?” Rachel whispered once they got to Liz’s room.

Liz laughed, “Do you think they’d let me keep having you over if they knew what we used to get up to? I’ll tell them when I’m ready to move out… or if I slip up.”

Now it was Rachel’s turn to laugh. “Which do you think will happen first? Remember when your mom almost caught us that one time?”

“That’s only because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut.”

“Well I didn’t expect you to be so good with your tongue. Besides, you were also loud quite a few times, if your dad didn’t have the TV so loud he probably would have heard you.”

Liz threw up her hands and sighed dramatically, “Honestly,” she smiled, “I’m glad you’re here though. Really.”

There it was again, that smile of hers. Rachel returned the smile, although she felt her hands sweaty at her side. She looked away, hoping Liz couldn’t see the blush she knew was creeping along her face. “I… I think we should get some sleep,” Rachel began, “we don’t want to keep Susan and Naomi waiting tomorrow do we?”

“Yeah,” Liz replied, opening her drawer and tossing Rachel some clothes, “here, you can put these on. They might be a bit loose though.”

I’d wear anything if it means I can get out of the clothes this creep made me wear. Rachel thought. Liz had given her some pajamas to wear for the night as well as laying out some clothes for them for the morning. The pajama pants were a bit long, with the ends reaching past her bare feet, but nothing too uncomfortable and the shirt was fine as well.

Liz’s bed was big enough for the both of them and after saying goodnight, Liz flipped off the light from her bedside lamp. The two kept some distance between themselves, although Rachel’s heart was pounding whenever she felt Liz shift slightly. I wish I knew what she was thinking right now, Rachel considered possibly asking her, but wasn’t sure if now was the best time to be having this conversation. Still, she couldn’t help herself and shifted closer.

“Something up?” Liz whispered.

Rachel hesitated, “I just wanted to thank you, for… getting me out of there.”

There was a moment of silence until Liz replied, “Yeah, of course. I wouldn’t let you be used like that. Neither would Susan.”

Rachel hesitantly wrapped her arms around Liz’s torso and pulled herself closer. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see Liz look over towards her. Her heart quickened when she saw Liz’s eyes meet hers in the darkness. For a moment, neither of them said anything.

“Rachel…” Liz began, “I’m…”

The protest died as Rachel’s hands slid beneath Liz’s sleep shirt and explored underneath. There was some lean muscle, but the skin was soft and as Rachel’s hands slid upwards, she could feel the slight swell of Liz’s breasts.

Both of them started to breathe heavier as Liz shifted her position, now straddling over Rachel in the darkness. Rachel didn’t mind, it allowed her more access to Liz, allowed her to better appreciate how strong she was as she felt Liz pin her arms against the bed as the two looked at each other.

Outside the room, they heard the faint sound of the TV from downstairs as Liz’s parents were still watching some movie before bed. They could afford to make some noise, but nothing too loud. Not that either of them wanted to announce what they were doing to the entire household.

One of Liz’s hands released itself from pinning down Rachel’s wrist and instead drifted to the sleep shirt Rachel was wearing and began unbuttoning, starting at the very top before slowly working down. Liz paused as she removed the button which exposed Rachel’s breasts. Please Liz Rachel begged mentally. She leaned into it as Liz’s hand fondled Rachel’s breasts, teasing the nipple to erection and pulling on it slightly. Rachel bit her lip to stop herself from crying out as her back arched off the bed.

Rachel gasped softly as Liz again started unbuttoning her shirt until it came off completely. “You’re beautiful,” Liz breathed.

“Thank you,” Rachel breathed.

Both of Liz’s hands hooked onto Rachel’s pajama pants and Rachel shifted her weight to allow Liz to pull them off as well as her panties in one motion. Rachel blushed, fighting the urge to attempt to cover up as she was laid bare before Liz. Had the lights been on, Rachel was almost certain Liz would make a joke about how red her face almost certainly was.

“Pretty.” Liz whispered.

Rachel reached up, pulling herself up to Liz and planting a kiss on those pretty lips of hers. Liz didn’t fight her, kissing Rachel back deeply. Liz’s hands explored Rachel’s body as they kissed and Rachel smiled as she felt those strong hands tracing circles across her bare back. Rachel was the one who broke off the kiss and she went to remove Liz’s shirt.

She paused when Liz’s hands clamped down over hers. “I’m sorry,” Liz began softly, shaking her head, “I… I don’t think I can do this.”

“What’s wrong?” Rachel asked.

Liz didn’t look at her, and instead slid back under the covers, tossing Rachel’s pajamas back at her. “Let’s just… go to sleep. I’ll…” there was another tearful pause, “maybe we’ll talk about it tomorrow, I don’t know.”

Rachel swallowed, feeling small and more exposed than she did earlier. She felt silly now, of course Liz didn’t feel the same way she did. She breathed softly through her mouth, not wanting Liz to know she was also crying, as she slid her pajamas back on and climbed back into the covers. Liz slid a pillow between them and Rachel’s throat tightened painfully. “I’m sorry.” she managed into the darkness.

Liz didn’t reply and Rachel slid into a tearful dream. Rachel wasn’t aware that Liz turned over and stared longingly at Rachel’s sleeping form before succumbing to sleep herself.

---

“You sure about this?” Trevor asked, looking down at the address he had written down.

Of course I am sure, the voice in his head replied, if you want to get even with them, this would most certainly be your best chance. Learn what you can about them, and maybe you can even cause some in fighting as well.

“I’m not sure,” Trevor began, “what if… they have more of whatever that was?”

They won’t, the voice in his head replied, do you think Ian held onto everything we found together? No, there were only two of those owl scrolls and I know where the second one is, so you don’t have anything to worry about there.

“Alright,” Trevor began.

Being Principal Ozuna was fun, especially with her great collection of sex toys that Trevor loved playing around with. However, Tom, as the voice in his head called himself, told him there was much more he could do to get back at Naomi and the others. Using Principal Ozuna’s school account, they were able to find where Susan lived.

She was the only one who wasn’t a body hopper like Trevor, Naomi, and Rachel were, and she also didn’t have any sort of protection like Liz did, so Susan was the best one to take over. With a sigh, Trevor exited Principal Ozuna’s body, he wondered how she’d react waking up in her room naked with her sex toys all around her If only I would be around to see that. Trevor thought, looking down longingly at her naked body.

Are you going to get going? Tom asked.

“Yeah, yeah.” Trevor replied, rolling his eyes and floating out of Principal Ozuna’s house and making his way over to Susan’s. He wished he had a body to use as being a soul wasn’t particularly fast, but he’d rather not leave Principal Ozuna outside her house and Tom warned him about the dangers of possessing animals as he would have to fight against the instincts of his host body to stay in control.

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, Trevor made it over to Susan’s house and entered where he found Susan sound asleep in her room. With a smile, Trevor slid into her. The shock woke her up with a gasp, but by then it was too late as Trevor was able to easily slip inside and take full control of her.

“Heh heh,” Trevor giggled softly, getting up from the bed, “I wasn’t able to play with this body earlier.”

You should get some sleep, Tom advised him, Susan’s body still needs rest.

“Let me finish playing with her first,” Trevor replied softly, looking around Susan’s room to see if she had any toys like Principal Ozuna, “I got to be her earlier today, but I wasn’t able to have any fun.”

Tom sighed, Fine, but make it quick. We have a long day ahead of us, tomorrow.

Woah! Trevor thought, grinning wildly as he opened the top drawer of Susan's dresser and pulled out a vibrator, Heh, looks like Susan isn't as boring as Rachel!

Trevor wasted no time stripping off Susan's clothes. He fought the urge to turn on the lights, afraid that might attract unwanted attention and the last thing he wanted was to explain to whoever walked on why Susan was naked, feeling herself up, and had a vibrator, although the answer would be obvious enough.

No, right now Trevor would have to content himself with admiring what he could see in the darkness. His eyes were adjusting to the darkness and there was some light coming in from her window from the street lamps. Such a nice body.

Susan was shorter than Rachel, but her body was much more curvy, especially the thighs, ass, and breasts. Susan's breasts had a nice weight to them, and Trevor will definitely enjoy putting these thighs to use much later.

Susan's skin was noticeably darker than Rachel and Elizabeth’s as well, and Trevor definitely appreciated how dark her nipples were. When erect, they almost looked like Hershey Kisses. Fuck! I'm getting horny just looking at her! Trevor pressed his thighs together, feeling the telltale heat between his legs.

Principal Ozuna had some of these, Trevor thought, turning on the vibrator and inching it close to Susan's pussy. I wonder if Susan here will react -

“O-oh!” Trevor moaned, wincing and clamping his free hand over Susan's mouth.

Be quiet! Tom hissed in Trevor’s head.

“S-sorry!” Trevor whimpered, his legs squivering as the vibrator worked its magic on Susan's clit. Fuck! She's more sensitive than Principal Ozuna!

He took numerous gasping breaths before his legs gave way beneath him and Trevor collapsed on the floor, the vibrator still between Susan's legs. He barely managed to silence himself as Susan's body orgasmed.

He gasped and hastily removed the vibrator from Susan's now sensitive pussy. He chuckled softly, That was intense! As the glow of orgasm passed over him, a part of Trevor was aware that it would be polite to put the vibrator away and dress Susan's body before going to sleep. But he was tired, he simply fell asleep on the floor, with Susan's body still naked and the vibrator in his hand.

As Trevor slipped into unconsciousness, Tom was still very much awake and aware. He waited to make sure Trevor was truly asleep before voicing his thoughts. This kid is really annoying me. But, right now he's my best shot at returning to life.

---

The next day, Rachel and Liz didn’t talk much, neither of them wanting to address what happened last night. Or, perhaps it would be more accurate to say what didn’t happen. Rachel woke up first, glancing at Liz who still seemed to be sleeping. She contemplated reaching out to wake her, but decided to let her sleep in for a bit. I doubt she wants me to touch her after what happened last night, anyway. Rachel thought sadly.

She got dressed in the clothes Liz pulled out for her. They weren’t anything special, one of Liz’s oversized hoodies which Rachel easily slipped into as well as a loose pair of sweat pants, which also fit very well. Heh, I’ve always wondered why Liz preferred to dress in these oversized clothes though. Rachel thought, admiring the way she looked in the mirror.

Some rustling from the bed told her Liz was awake. They stared at each other for a moment, briefly locking eyes before glancing away nervously. “Morning,” Liz grunted, “I guess we should start meeting up with Susan and Naomi, huh?”

“Yeah.” Rachel answered awkwardly, “We shouldn’t keep them waiting… actually, let me check to see if they’re even awake.”

Me: Yo!
You girls awake?

Naomi: I am now.
Should we head over to the park?

Susan: Oh, we’re meeting up already?

Me: Well
I guess we’ll start heading over there.

Susan: I might be a moment, I’m famished.

Naomi: >:(
Seriously Susan?
Whatever. Yeah, I’m heading over.
None of you better be late or I swear.

I guess someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, Rachel thought, sliding her phone in her pocket. “Naomi’s heading over right now,” she explained as Liz finished getting dressed, “I think Susan might need a minute though.”

Liz sighed, shaking her head as she slipped the hoodie on, “Well, I’m ready whenever you are.”

---

Trevor grinned as put down Susan's phone and admired his new body in the mirror. Now that the sun was out, he was much better able to admire this new body.

Such nice breasts, Trevor thought, enjoying how much heavier these were compared to Rachel’s, and her ass is nice and plump too!

Shouldn’t you be getting going? Tom asked in his head, obviously annoyed.

“Lighten up, will you?” Trevor replied, “Can't a man enjoy a nice morning?”

Her friends are going to be expecting her to meet up with them later.

“Yeah, and I just said I'd be late, so that's that.” Trevor replied, turning around to look at how the backside of this body looked like. “You know, I never knew how much of a looker Susan was. I think I like this body better than Rachel's! She definitely has the better toys.” He gave his breasts a nice firm squeeze before reaching for the vibrator again.

Last time I had this thing on low, I wonder how Susan will sing if I set this to high? Trevor turned it on and readied himself on Susan's bed, eagerly pressing the tip of the vibrator towards Susan's entrance. Oh! Trevor seized up almost instantly, his toes curling as the vibrator made contact.

He didn't cry out this time, but he did bare his teeth in a wicked grin as he inched the vibrator further down Susan's pussy. He had to fight against Susan's legs which wanted to clamp down hard around the vibrator as he forced it further down. Finally, though, he pressed the vibrator against Susan’s clit and he barely managed to hold himself from crying out as it felt like a bolt of lightning surged through Susan's body.

He arched his back sharply, biting down on his lip as Susan's body orgasmed. He sighed, the vibrator slipping free from between his thighs and falling to the floor.

Well, you've had your fun, Tom noted dryly, Now just how long are you planning on keeping the others waiting?

Trevor sighed, “Yeah, yeah.” He got up, looking through Susan's closet to see if he could find anything nice for her to wear.

You going to wear that? Tom asked.

“Yeah,” Trevor replied, pulling out a nice tank top that would definitely show off this body’s great tits, “I think Susan here would look nice in this.”

That may be, Tom admitted, but won't the others find it odd that their friend is wearing something this unusual? And, didn't you have a habit of making that other girl dress revealingly? Won't they suspect something is up?

Trevor sighed, “Fine, but I'm still wearing the thong! I doubt they'll notice what underwear I'm wearing.”

Trevor finished getting ready, dressed now in an ordinary t-shirt and pants. It was a shame that he didn't get to show off what a nice body Susan had, but as much as he hated to admit it, Tom had a point. And Trevor needed to stay focused if he wanted to make them all pay for embarrassing him.

I'll get some pictures of Susan later, Trevor thought, after I meet up with the others.

---

Rachel and Liz were mostly silent as they walked over to the park. The sun had been up for some time now, although hopefully that meant the park wouldn’t be too crowded. A few times, Rachel glanced over at Liz who simply stared straight ahead, and if she noticed Rachel looking at her, she didn’t show it.

I wonder if I did something wrong last night? Rachel thought, twisting the spider ring slightly, Was it just too much for her? She closed her eyes, trying to force those thoughts out of her, No use thinking about it right now, I suppose. We have bigger things to worry about. Like our pictures being shown around school and Trevor, wherever he might be. Whoever he might be. She glanced back at Liz, I hope Trevor’s pictures don’t cause Liz any trouble for the track team.

Her phone buzzed and a quick look showed her that Naomi texted the group chat, saying she was at the park and was currently waiting for them. A few seconds later, Susan replied she was still getting ready, which earned another angry response from Naomi. Rachel couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Something up?” Liz asked.

“Ah, it’s nothing,” Rachel replied, putting her phone away, “just Naomi getting pissy with us again.” she couldn’t help but add, “Do you think she’ll be glaring at us when we finally get there or do you think she’ll save it for Susan?”

Liz chuckled, “If Naomi tries to start anything, I’ll put her in her place, don’t worry about that.”

Rachel laughed, “You sure will!”

Liz smiled, but that smile quickly faded, “So… Rache, aboul last night…”

“It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it right now,” Rachel replied, her hands clammy, “in fact… you really don’t have to explain yourself at all! I get it.”

Liz made a face, “I don’t think you do, you see… when you were…”

“You think this can wait until later?” Rachel asked, her throat dangerously tight, “We’re almost at the park and I can see Naomi waiting for us.”

Liz sighed, “Alright, later then.” she looked over at Naomi, blinking when she saw someone walking towards Naomi, “Hey Rache, is that…”

Rachel looked over and saw Olivia was making her way over to Naomi. She wasn’t sure whether she or Liz should hurry along over there or not. The last thing she wanted was to get in a feud with Olivia of all people. Still, Olivia and Naomi were friends, weren’t they?

Apparently not, as Rachel and Liz saw what looked like Olivia laughing at Naomi, goading her into trying to do something. Rachel saw Naomi step back as Olivia suddenly shoved her. This might get ugly real soon, “Should we try to help?” Rachel asked.

Liz grunted, “I’m more than fine with letting it play out, honestly.” At Rachel’s surprised stare, Liz sighed, “Fine, we should start running.”

Getting closer, Rachel heard some of the words Olivia was saying to Naomi, “So tell me, who was the lucky boy you sent those pictures to?” Olivia shoved Naomi again, “Was it Trevor? I’d have never guessed he would have been the one you’d whore yourself out to.”

“Go kick rocks, Olivia," Naomi growled, warding away her former friend, “Be lucky it was me and not you.”

“Excuse me?” Olivia asked, “There’s no way in Hell, I’d have my pictures leaked online for everyone to see. Unlike some people, I have standards.”

“Alright, that’s enough!” Rachel gasped, putting herself between Naomi and Olivia, “from both of you!”

“Pssh!” Olivia scoffed, “I should have guessed you three skanks would band together after this. Would the two of you at least do me the honor of ratting out who might have gotten a hold of your pictures?”

“None of your damn business who it was!” Liz growled, “And unless you want some broken bones, I suggest you get going.”

Olivia smirked, and held up her hands, “Alright, alright. I see how it is, I’ll be going now.” she glanced back and pointed a finger at Naomi as she was leaving, “If I were you, I’d forget about following me and Wren around. We’d rather not have someone like you being associated with us. Have fun with your new friends, Naomi!” she turned to Liz briefly, “Oh, and I’d be praying that you’re not kicked out of the track team for this! Your teammates are currently ripping you apart online!”

Naomi growled dangerously as Olivia left. “I’m going to kill Trevor when I get my hands on him!” she muttered under her breath, “And I might get a little payback for Olivia while I’m at it. Ugh! After everything I’ve done for her.”

“Yeah yeah,” Liz said, waving her hand, “you have any sort of plan for us?”

“You don’t want to wait for your friend?” Naomi asked mockingly, “Last time, you didn’t want to do anything without your precious Susan here, even if it meant Trevor had some more time alone with your little girlfriend!”

Rachel was barely able to stop what would have happened next. Liz suddenly pulled her fist back and would have swung at Naomi had Rachel not thrown herself at Liz, stopping her from hitting Naomi. Liz grunted, “What the Hell?”

“Stop!” Rachel begged, “Both of you!” she glanced back to see Naomi had flinched, throwing her arm over her face to protect herself from the hit that never came.

Liz growled, freeing herself from Rachel’s grasp, “Fine.”

Naomi swallowed, losing all of the confidence she had earlier, but still managed to straighten up, “Y-yeah. That’s fine.” After a sigh, Naomi began, “I’m afraid to say, but I think we won’t find anything else useful in my Great Uncle Ian’s belongings,” she glanced at Liz, “but, you and Susan said you’ve found out where my uncle’s friend used to live. Maybe we can try searching there for any clues about how to stop this.”

Where your uncle’s friend used to live? Rachel thought back, remembering the yard sale she, Liz, and Susan came across where she would eventually find the scroll that gave her these powers.

A look of disgust came upon Liz’s face, “I don’t think that old woman will let us in after what happened last time.”

“It’s a good thing she doesn’t need to then, right?” Naomi asked, gesturing to herself and then to Rachel.

One of us can possess her, Rachel realized, and then we’ll have free access to her house. Maybe we can find something that might help us even the playing field against Trevor. Rachel gulped, “I’ll do it.”

“Rache, no-” Liz began.

“I want to do it,” Rachel affirmed, “I want to make up for what happened last time.”

“Alright, so we’re in agreement then,” Naomi began, “Rachel will… convince the old woman who lives there to let us in and we’ll see if there’s anything we can use in that house.”

“H-hey!” Susan gasped, “So sorry I’m late! I really am! My mom and dad wanted me to do things last minute and I-!”


“Oh shut up, will you!” Naomi snapped, “You know, out of all us here, I always wondered if you were even taking this seriously. Here we are, got here on time, came up with a plan, all before you even got out here in the first place! I mean, what were you even doing?”

Rachel saw what was about to happen, but this time elected to stay out of it. Liz slapped Naomi across the face before Naomi could react. “I think I was pretty clear about this before, but lay off my friends!” Liz growled.

Naomi rubbed the spot Liz slapped her, all the while glaring daggers at her, “Message received, Elizabeth.” she said quietly.

Susan glanced between the two of them, biting her lip and squirming slightly, “Umm… did I miss something here?”

“Oh, nothing,” Rachel began, “we were just talking about what we wanted to get after lunch later. I was thinking ice cream, I’ve been wanting some chocolate ones lately, Liz? Naomi? Susan? What do you want?”

“Chocolate ice cream sounds good.” Liz replied.

“I’m fine with chocolate ice cream too,” Naomi sighed, “although I might have to get a small, I’d rather not have too much of that stuff.”

Susan blinked, “Oh! Umm… I think I’ll take red velvet actually. Oh, no… maybe some strawberry?”

Rachel hoped Susan, or whoever was inside Susan, didn’t notice the brief look of surprise that no doubt flashed across her face. Hopefully, whoever was inside her also didn’t notice her pale slightly. Because that definitely was not Susan.

She wanted to glance back at Naomi and Liz, to see if they noticed it too, but would that get too much attention from Susan? No, from Trevor. There was no way it was anyone else but Trevor inside of Susan right now.

“So anyway,” Susan began, “what kind of plan did you come up with while I was gone?”

Fuck! We can’t tell him what we’re going to do!

“We were going to split up, actually.” Liz began, stepping forward, “We thought it would be best to try to cover more ground that way.”

“Split up into teams of two, actually,” Naomi cut in, “that way we could keep an eye on each other to make sure Trevor can’t take us by surprise.”

Susan nodded, “I see, that makes sense. What are we going to do?”

“Two of us were going to see if we can get inside the school and see if there’s any sign of someone tampering with the computers since that account that leaked those pictures was new,” Liz began, “while the other two were going to ask around some of the girls Trevor possessed on Friday to see if they can remember anything that happened to them.” Liz quickly added, “Rache and I were going to be one team and you and Naomi would be the other.”

Naomi was about to say something, but Rachel cut her off, “We were wondering if you and Naomi could find a way to get into the school without being seen? Do you think you’d be able to do that?”

Susan, or rather Trevor thought for a moment. Rachel swallowed, her throat dry. She wasn’t sure if Trevor suspected they knew he wasn’t actually Susan, and she also wasn’t sure how convincing this fake plan was, especially since they just came up with it on the spot. She could tell Naomi wasn’t particularly happy with having to be around Trevor again though. I’m sure as Hell not going to want to be close to him.

“I’ll see what I can do,” Susan agreed, “where are we going to meet up again?”

“We’ll meet up here in a few hours,” Liz replied quickly.

“Alright, sounds good!”

---

Rachel was relieved when the four of them split up afterwards. Naomi glared daggers at them as she and Trevor walked over towards the school while Rachel and Liz walked off in the opposite direction in the pretense of going to see if Victoria was home or not. I hope he doesn’t suspect anything’s wrong. Rachel thought, And I hope Naomi will be able to defend herself.

She glanced down at the spider ring still on her finger. Should she have given Naomi this ring so Trevor couldn’t try to possess Naomi like Trevor managed to possess her in the locker room? Maybe. But she wasn’t sure she’d have been able to give it to Naomi without arousing suspicion from Trevor, at least, that’s what Rachel told herself as she and Liz walked in the direction of the house from the yard sale that felt like it happened a lifetime ago.

“There,” Liz said, pointing at a house in the distance, “that’s where the old woman lives. Are you sure you’re still up for doing this?”

“I don’t think we have much of a choice,” Rachel replied, “Naomi isn’t here and you don’t have the same powers as us, do you?”

Liz shook her head.

Rachel swallowed and took off the spider ring, “Can you, please, put this back on me as soon as I’ve left my body, please? I’d rather no one else get inside.”

Liz nodded and Rachel leaned against Liz just as she left her body. She made sure Liz caught her limp body and slid the spider ring back on her finger before floating off in the direction of the old woman’s house. I just hope she doesn’t have anymore protection from people with my power, Rachel thought as she slipped inside the house.

The old woman’s house was surprisingly dark and quiet, except for noise coming from the living room. Rachel floated over and found the old woman sitting on a couch in front of the TV. Her eyes weren’t really focusing on the show she was watching though, instead they had a sort of far away look to them, and the old woman wasn’t really moving as Rachel slowly approached. If it wasn’t for the steady rise and fall of the old woman’s chest, Rachel would have certainly thought she was dead.

Hesitantly, Rachel held her hands out towards the woman, and began to slide inside her. Suddenly, the old woman’s eyes widened and she sprung to her feet. “NO!” She screeched, flailing about as if trying to put flames that erupted on her body, “I won’t let myself get possessed again! Never again! Never again!”

Rachel pushed further, the old woman, thankfully, didn’t seem to have any sort of protection, but she also didn’t want anyone to take control of her body. She’s putting up more of a fight than I thought she would-! Rachel thought, pushing her way inside the old woman’s body.

“No.” the old woman breathed as her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head, “No! Please I-” she became silent as Rachel took control. With a gasp, Rachel opened her eyes and found herself in the body of the old woman who’d sold her the box containing the magic scroll.

Alright, Rachel thought, turning off the TV and making her way to the door, I’m in. She opened the door and found Liz carrying Rachel’s unconscious body and gestured for her to come inside.

“Alright,” Rachel said as she helped Liz prop Rachel’s body up against the couch, “I think we should be good to take a look through this place now.”

“How are you feeling?” Liz asked.

“Like an old woman,” Rachel replied, “slow and hurting in places that I wish weren’t hurting.” she winced and rubbed her knees, “especially my joints, ow.”

Liz chuckled, “Well I guess I’ll handle any heavy lifting and bending down, grandma, you going to look around too?”

“Might as well,” Rachel replied, “I think I’ll try to find her bedroom, maybe that has some answers for us.”

Unfortunately for Rachel, the master bedroom was located upstairs which meant she was wheezing as she finally got up the stairs. She noticed some pictures hanging up on the wall along the staircase though. It looked like younger pictures of the old woman Rachel was now possessing and there was a young man beside her. That must be her husband, Rachel thought, and that’s their daughter… Hazel, that’s what she said her name was?

There were a few pictures of Hazel hanging around the house. Judging by the looks of the pictures, it looked like they were taken somewhat recently and Hazel would have been around Rachel’s age if she was still alive. The old woman said she and her dad died in a car crash, Rachel remembered, poor girl. I wonder if, maybe, we might have been able to be friends?

She across a door in the hallway and opened it, thinking it might be the old woman’s bedroom. Instead, she found it was a much smaller, almost empty, bedroom. This must have been Hazel’s room when she was still alive. Rachel looked around, finding the walls were empty, although there was some tape and pin holes from where posters used to hang. An empty bookshelf greeted her as well as a bed completely missing its sheets, blankets, and pillows.

There was a night stand beside the bed and inside Rachel found a small diary. I guess we can go over this later, Rachel thought as she left the room, maybe Hazel knows something of what her dad and his friend used to get up to.

The next door Rachel tried did indeed lead to the master bedroom. Unlike Hazel’s room, this one did have decorations and furniture in it. There was a small box on the nightstand labeled Natalie which Rachel assumed was the name of the old woman she was currently possessing. Annoyingly, her husband's side of the room seemed almost completely bare. There was some stuff in his dresser and nightstand, but nothing that stood out as particularly useful, although Rachel did learn from an engraved watch that the husband’s name was Tom.

Checking inside Natalie’s dresser, Rachel pulled out what looked to be a diary and flipped through it, stopping when she came across a familiar sight. Naomi had shown them to her when they were in her room, the owl scrolls that forced someone out of their body, but Naomi didn’t know how to recreate them and thought they used up their only chance at stopping Trevor. And yet, here one was, staring at her from the back of an old woman’s diary.

Those crudely drawn eyes drew her in and Rachel felt herself slowly slipping away the longer she stared into those eyes. The world around her seemed to disappear and the owl appeared to get more and more real, as if at any moment, it would blink and suddenly become real. I… can’t look away. Rachel realized in horror.

The edges of the paper began to glow and Rachel felt something pulling at her. No! She was being pulled out of Natalie’s body. That alone wouldn’t be bad, but that would also use up the only owl scroll they had! She needed to look away! Close the diary! Anything to stop those eyes from looking at her!

But she couldn’t, feeling those eyes drawing her deeper and deeper into its gaze as she gradually lost control over Natalie’s body. Thankfully, the loss of control caused Natalie’s hands to become slack and the diary slipped from her fingers and landed face down onto the floor. Rachel gasped as she regained control of Natalie’s body. “Oh fuck!” she gasped, wiping her forehead.

She bent down and picked up the diary, closing it before heading back downstairs. She didn’t think there’d be anything else useful up here, besides it would be good to meet up with Liz again.

“Rache?” Liz called as Rachel struggled to get down the stairs.

“I’m coming!” Rachel replied, “Did you find anything?”

Liz sighed and shook her head, “Not really, I’m afraid. You?”

Rachel held up the two diaries she found earlier, and explained that there was another of the owl scrolls in the back of Natalie’s diary.

“Really?” Liz asked, “That’s great! Do you think we can get Trevor out of Susan with that?”

“We should, it worked last time, didn’t it?” Rachel asked, “The problem is though, what do we do then? Will the scroll hold him forever? Will he… die?”

Liz paused, “Naomi didn’t say,” after a moment she added, “honestly, I don’t care if Trevor dies from this, but yeah… will this actually be able to hold him? I remember it did hold him while he was in the light and… it looked like it was hurting him alright, but…”

She was interrupted as her phone buzzed. With an annoyed sigh she took it out and rolled her eyes. At Rachel’s confused expression she explained, “Naomi’s been sending us increasingly angry emojis ever since we started looking, I don’t think she’s happy she ended up being paired with Trevor.”

“Thanks for that, by the way,” Rachel said suddenly, “for… making sure I didn’t get paired with him.”

“Yeah, of course,” Liz replied, “I didn’t want to be with him either. Especially…” Liz gulped, “Rache… is it alright if we talk about what happened last night.”

Rachel hesitated, “What’s… what’s up?”

Liz sighed, “On Friday, I was really worried about your safety and, when I thought you came back safely, I felt relieved! Very relieved, actually and… I started thinking about how much you meant to me.”

Rachel swallowed, and struggled to keep her breathing even. She had an idea where this was going and she wasn’t liking what she thought happened.

“So… when you -- Trevor -- started flirting with me… I thought you felt the same way…” Liz continued, “and him and I-!”

Rachel put a hand on Liz’s shoulder as she took several shuddering breaths. “That’s why you froze up last night?” Rachel asked.

Liz nodded, her eyes red with brimming tears.

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

Liz smiled that gorgeous smile of hers again, she was still beautiful even with tears streaming down her face, “Don’t be, you were just as much of a victim of it as I was.”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t the one tricked into having sex with that creep.” Rachel replied.

Liz gave a hollow laugh, “Don’t remind me.”

“So, what do we do now?” Rachel asked, “Do we try to meet up with Naomi?”

“I don’t know how that’s possible,” Liz replied, “she’s with Trevor right now and I’m not sure we’ll be able to talk to her without him knowing.”

Great, looks like we’re going at this alone then. Rachel thought, “Alright, well… I don’t want to stay in this body any longer than I need to, you wanna go to your house so we can look through what’s in these journals?”

Liz nodded and carried Rachel’s body out of the house, slipping off Rachel’s spider ring so she could get back inside. Rachel set Natalie back on the couch before leaving and rejoining with Liz who had set her body on the sidewalk.

“Good to be back in a body whose joints don’t hate me,” Rachel mumbled, slipping the ring back on.

Liz smiled and the two of them walked back to Liz’s house. Rachel noticed they walked closer than they were before and smiled. That smile faded, however, when she felt her phone go off and saw Naomi had sent another angry text to them. I hope she’s doing alright, Rachel thought, slipping her phone back in her pocket, I really hope Trevor doesn’t take her by surprise or anything. She shook her head, certain Naomi would be able to handle herself.

Hopefully Liz and I can come up with something so we can fill in Naomi before its too late and Trevor realizes something’s wrong.

---

I am going to rip Elizabeth and Rachel a new one when I get back! Naomi thought as she and Trevor walked through the empty school. She had to give credit where it’s due though, she didn’t think Trevor would have been able to get back inside the school when no one is supposed to be there. Who knew he could pick locks? Guess the little creep actually has some stuff he’s good at.

“Think we’ll find anything in the library?” Trevor asked.

Naomi shrugged, “It’s as good a place as any to look, how do you think he managed to create a new account though? Doesn’t an admin need to give you permission for that?”

Trevor thought for a moment, “Maybe he possessed one of the school staff when he escaped yesterday? That’s the only thing I can think of.”

Naomi frowned. That made sense, afterall they didn’t know where he escaped to after he left Susan’s body yesterday. Although now it looks like he’s back in there. Naomi sighed, rubbing her head, I guess I just wasted my time coming here with him, especially if he’s just going to tell me what happened. That solves that mystery I guess, although there’s still something I’ve been wondering about…

“Do you think Trevor might have left his body here?”

She doubted the look of surprise on Trevor’s face was fake. Naomi would be lying if she said she didn’t take some kind of glee in that. “What do you mean?” Trevor asked, his voice tight. Bingo.

“His body wasn’t in his house,” Naomi explained, “and I doubt he was able to move it when he was in Rachel’s body. Friday, he was taking over the girls in our grade and when we’re not in a body, we move frustratingly slow so I can’t help but wonder if maybe his body is somewhere in school…”

“That’d be crazy!” Trevor shot out, “Wouldn’t someone, I dunno, another student or any of the teachers notice a passed out body laying around the school?”

Naomi nodded, that was true, yes. But… because of the tests, the renovators weren’t able to come into the school lately since the school didn’t want the noise affecting the students. Still, even though the area wasn’t blocked off, anyone would still be able to easily slip into the old gym.

“I think I might know where he’s keeping his body,” Naomi began, “come with me.”

Trevor hesitated, “Sh-shouldn’t we wait for Rachel and Elizabeth?”

Elizabeth? Naomi thought, Rachel and the real Susan call her Liz. Another slip up, Trevor, sloppy. “No,” she replied, “They’re still busy asking the other girls if they remember anything from when Trevor possessed them. And if we wait too long Trevor might be able to recover his body. I want to make sure I can make him pay for what he’s done.”

Trevor gulped, but followed behind Naomi. I need to be careful, one slip up and he’ll probably try running away again. Still, I want to see if I can have some fun with him. Might as well pay him back for that week we were together first. I won’t let anyone get away with making me their plaything.

“Say, Susan,” Naomi began as they crept towards the old gym, “what exactly do you think Trevor is thinking of when he’s taking over these girls' bodies?”

“Huh?” Trevor asked, “Um… I don’t really know honestly? I guess he might be happy to be a pretty girl.”

Naomi made a face, Seriously? “Well,” Naomi started as they entered into the old gym, “while I am very disgusted at what he does when he’s inside their bodies, I think I can understand him a little with what he does with them.”

“Oh?”

Naomi nodded, “He first possessed my sister, did I tell you that? It was an accident though, of course, so I can’t blame him for that. What I can blame him for, however, is that after he returned to his own body, he came back later that night and possessed Summerlyn again. You know, I heard him that night. I didn’t think much of it, I just thought Summerlyn was just taking some pictures for one of her classes or something. Imagine my surprise when I look at his phone a few days later and find pictures of her naked and doing all kinds of poses for the camera. That little bastard was saving those kinds of pictures of her and other girls for his own personal enjoyment!” She spun around and, even in the darkness of the old gym, managed to look Trevor in the eyes, “I mean, it’s just disgusting! someone taking control away from you and violating you in one of the most intimate ways?” Naomi shivered, remembering when she lost control against Trevor, “It’s… gross.”

Trevor was quiet for a moment, and Naomi could swear she could feel him glaring at her. To his credit, he managed to keep an even voice as he replied, “I see.”

“I heard about what he did to Elizabeth when he was in Rachel’s body,” Naomi continued, making her way to the boys locker room, “heh, you should have seen how disgusted Elizabeth was when I told her the truth. I bet Trevor must have been real proud of himself for that one. Sleeping with a woman who is only attracted to other women,” Naomi shook her head, “It’s a shame he couldn’t do it as himself and had to trick her into thinking she was having sex with her own friend. I mean, how low can you even go?”

She could feel Trevor’s eyes burning into the back of her head now. Serves you right, you bastard. Naomi thought, and that’s not the only thing you’re going to be humiliated with today.

Once inside the old locker room, Naomi took out her phone and turned on the flash light. The locker room was mostly empty, although there were a few stray tools and equipment laying around. She was only mildly surprised to find the door to the janitor’s closet was slightly ajar and she knew that was where he was hiding his body.

---

This is really bad! Trevor thought, frozen as Naomi walked over to the closet where his body was hiding in. Tom? Are you there? What the Hell should I do?

You want my help? Tom asked, You’ve been ignoring me for a bit, I thought you were simply going to handle things all on your own.

Tom, this is serious! Trevor snapped, Susan’s nails biting into the palms of her hands, If she gets my body, well… I don’t know what she’ll do with it! My phone is there too.

Oh yes, Tom replied sarcastically, you wouldn’t want her destroying your precious stash now would you? Fine, you want my help? You’re going to have to possess her.

Naomi opened the door to the closet and grinned widely as she saw Trevor’s body slumped inside. “No way,” she began, “I didn’t think I’d be right on my first guess.” Naomi turned to look at him, “What should we do with him first? Kick him in the balls? Shave him?”

I can’t possess her! Trevor shot back, She’ll fight back! “I… um…” he replied to Naomi.

I’ll help you, and I’ll make sure this one doesn’t wake, just do it. Tom snarled.

Trevor stepped closer to Naomi, “What are you doing?” he asked.

Naomi grabbed his phone, “I think I’ll start with deleting all the pictures he has on his phone. I’d rather no one else have to be humiliated like this. Then… I think I’ll kick him around a little, maybe break some bones, maybe some teeth.”

“Don’t you think you’re going too far?” Trevor asked.

Naomi rolled her eyes, “After what he’s done to us? To them? I don’t think I’m going far enough to be honest with you,” she narrowed her eyes towards him, “Why do you care about him, anyway? Do you not care for your friends? Do you not care that Trevor molested Rachel? Practically raped Elizabeth? Do you not care for what he did to the other girls? I know Rachel and Elizabeth wouldn’t care what happens to his body. They’d probably join me on this.”

“Well Rachel and Elizabeth aren’t here!” Trevor shot back, “And I think that we shouldn’t go around breaking any bones!”

Naomi stared at him for a moment, the corners of her mouth quirking up into a smirk. “Susan never calls her friend Elizabeth,” Naomi explained, “both her and Rachel call her Liz.”

Trevor took an involuntary step back just as Naomi’s body slumped over. Now, you idiot! Tom shouted. Trevor left Susan’s body and saw Naomi’s soul coming after him. He barely had time to react as she grappled him. Trevor struggled, but still felt weaker than he did before, whatever she did to him yesterday was still wearing on him.

“What are you doing?” Trevor asked as Naomi managed to grapple him. He felt his entire being grow cold as he realized they were floating over towards his body. No! he thought, realizing she was going to possess him like how he possessed Rachel.

“Not so fun being the one who gets played around with, huh?” Naomi growled, “I think I’ll let the others take some hits on you before we figure out just what to do with you.”

Tom! Trevor thought, If you’re going to do something, do it now!

Very well, Tom said.

Trevor felt a tingling sensation throughout his being. He looked down and saw his form, which was already ashen due to whatever that scroll did to him, had turned even darker and he now had a smoky sort of appearance to him. What’s more, he felt Naomi’s soul hands pass through him and he was able to escape from her.

“What?” Naomi asked, noticing the change in Trevor.

Trevor looked down at his new form. The smokey tendrils seemed to be a part of him, but also not a part of him at the same time. Tom he realized, This… is whatever he is.

Take her over. Tom whispered in his ear, *Take over her soul.”

Trevor didn’t need to ask to know what Tom meant. Without warning, he launched towards her, moving much faster than he ever did on his own. Naomi screamed as Trevor collided with her, his smoky tendrils wrapping around her soul before pouring into her being.

He could feel her terror, her anger, as he poured himself deeper inside of her. Unlike what usually happens, Trevor could tell this wasn’t possession, but rather a kind of entrapment. Still, while Naomi’s mind was still aware, he knew she could do nothing but watch as he lowered himself into her body.

The world snapped back into focus as Trevor took possession of Naomi’s body once more. He grinned as his hands first went to Naomi’s breasts and gave them a nice squeeze. She never let me touch these before, Trevor thought, A few weeks ago, I was definitely overjoyed, but comparing her now to everyone else, she doesn’t even break the top twenty.

She’s still here, you know? Tom whispered, I can feel her fighting against me. She’s not going to break out, but she is angry.

“Good,” Trevor replied, “let her be.” he gestured towards Susan’s body, noticing she was still very much unconscious and seemed to be in a similar state to his own body, “What about her? Shouldn’t she be waking up soon?”

I told you she won’t be causing us any more trouble, haven't I? Tom asked, A perk of my… condition… is that I can split my attention between various places, sadly no more than two. I have currently ensnared dear Susan there much as I have Naomi, she won’t be bothering us. If you want, I can let her go and put Naomi to sleep fully.

“No,” Trevor replied, grabbing his own body and all of his stuff, “let her watch, at least for now. I’d rather not deal with Susan asking me too many questions.”

Very well, what are you going to do? Tom asked.

“I…” Trevor winced as he carried his surprisingly heavy body, “am going to find a better hiding place for my body.”

---

After a long journey, several awkward explanations that “Trevor” had simply gotten too much to drink, and several curse words later, did Trevor successfully bring his body back to his house. His parents' car was parked in the driveway. That wasn’t good. He was hoping he could avoid any awkward explanations, but it looks like that won’t be the case. Of course they would be here now that I don’t want them to be.

He sighed and opened the door to his house. He found his dad inside watching the TV while his mom was in the kitchen, preparing a meal for the two of them. She looked up when she saw Trevor come in. “Oh, hello,” she said, going back to chopping the meat, “you must be Trevor’s new girlfriend he told us about. I’m surprised you’re real.”

“Oh?” his father asked, glancing away from the TV, “Look at that, he did get himself a real girlfriend after all.”

Trevor blushed and forced a smile, “Um… we were out with some friends and Trevor might have had too much to-”

“Just put him upstairs in his room,” his mom said dismissively, “I”m sure he’ll sleep off whatever happened to him.”

That, unfortunately, went better than he expected. Still, Trevor wasn’t able to hold back the tears that came streaming down Naomi’s face as he carried his body up the stairs. They really don’t give two shits about me, do they? Trevor thought.

Ouch, Tom commented, I’ve seen some bad parents over the years, and this isn’t the greatest.

Shut up. Trevor thought, trying in vain to blink away the tears, I don’t need your pity!

With a sigh, he placed his body on his bed and sat down beside it for a while. It was strange, really. A few weeks ago, he would’ve wanted Naomi to be in this room with him and maybe offer him some comfort. Absent-mindedly, he brought Naomi’s hands to his hair and stroked her fingers through it.

Need a moment? Tom asked.

Trevor didn’t bother replying. He sat there for a few more minutes, just stroking his own hair in his ex-girlfriend's body. Tom said Naomi was still aware of what’s happening, Trevor thought, I wonder what she’s thinking right now. He blinked away the last of his tears and felt Naomi’s phone buzz in his pocket.

Rachel: Naomi, Liz and I found something.
What happened to our guest?
Did he leave?

Those little rats! Trevor thought, They knew I wasn’t Susan the whole time! What did I do wrong?

Me: Trevor got out of Susan.
I managed to corner him in the old locker room of the school.
But he escaped.

Liz: Fuck! He escaped again!?!
Whatever
How’s Susan? She okay?

Fuck! Trevor thought, I was hoping to take Susan out of this for a while. Alright, looks like I’m heading back to the school to pick her up.

Me: She’s fine. She’s still unconscious.
I guess Trevor managed to do a number on her.

Rachel: Well stay with her until she recovers, OK?
We’ll meet up at school tomorrow to discuss what to do next.
Same codewords, alright?

Me: Alright.

They had codewords, huh? Trevor thought, I think that’s how they managed to get me in the first place. He got to his feet and started walking, Tom, when we’re back in the locker room, you can release your hold on Susan and focus on putting Naomi to sleep.

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Rachel put down her phone and rubbed her eyes. Almost half an hour passed and still silence from Naomi about what happened with Susan. Was she still asleep? What did Trevor do to her?

A horrible shiver slithered through her. He probably did similar things to her that he did to me. Rachel thought glumly. At least he didn't pretend to be Susan to get in someone else's pants… at least I hope not.

“Still no news from Naomi?” Liz asked, having gotten out of the shower.

Rachel shook her head, “Still nothing I'm afraid,” she sighed, “I hope Trevor didn’t mess either of them up too bad.”

Liz made a face, “We… we do know this is Naomi, right?”

“That's why I'm hoping Susan responds soon,” Rachel replied, “I didn't get the feeling that something was off though.”

Liz swallowed and sat down beside her. Rachel couldn’t help but notice Liz still only had a bath robe wrapped loosely around her body, not that she was complaining of course, but it made it harder for her to focus on Naomi and Susan.

“You wanna start looking through the diaries?” Rachel asked, gesturing towards Hazel and Natalie’s diaries left on the table. There had to be at least something going on in either of those two. If there wasn’t any way to permanently stop Trevor, maybe they could at least figure out something else about these powers.

“Yeah,” Liz replied, “we probably should…” she hesitated briefly and Rachel noticed the way she shifted her weight, causing the bath robe to part slightly, slightly revealing the slight swell of her breasts.

Rachel blushed, squeezing her thighs together slightly. “Is there any particular reason you came in with just a bath robe by chance?” She asked lightly.

Now it was Liz’s turn to blush and she looked so cute when her face was all red like that. “I… I was wondering if we could pick up where we left off last night?” after a pause she quickly added, “It’s fine if you don’t want to! I know… a lot of stuff’s been happening lately and, truth be told, I’m still shaken with what happened on Friday and-”

Liz stopped as Rachel smiled and reached for the knot of the bath robe still wrapped around Liz’s body. Liz leaned back, giving Rachel better access as her fingers undid the knot and the bath robe slid away. Beneath, Liz was laid bare before Rachel, and it was obvious by the way she was shuddering that she was already aroused.

“Pretty.” Rachel said, her fingers tracing the lean muscles along Liz’s stomach and playing with her already erect nipples.

Liz giggled and bit her lip as Rachel pulled on her nipples, “I'm feeling pretty exposed here all by myself.”

Rachel laughed and leaned back as Liz practically tore off the oversized hoodie Rachel was still wearing. The next to go was her bra which Liz eagerly took off and then took the opportunity to play with Rachel’s breasts a little. “I miss playing with these.” Liz said.

“I miss being with you,” Rachel replied as Liz shifted her attention to Rachel’s pants, hooking her thumbs into the waistband and pulling off both her pants and panties in one go.

They were both naked now and Rachel gave a nervous smile. This wasn't their first time, nowhere close actually, but it felt much different this time. Rachel reached out and pulled Liz closer and gave her a deep kiss on the lips.

Their tongues explored their mouths as Rachel felt Liz’s hands drifting around her body, starting in between her shoulder blades before slipping lower and lower. Rachel nearly gasped as she felt Liz’s fingers slip inside Rachel’s slick pussy.

Neither of them were aware that, on the table, their phones had lit up with several messages from Susan saying that she was alright and that Naomi told her what happened. No, at that moment, Liz and Rachel only cared about each other and Rachel wanted to make sure Liz was also having a good time as her hand snaked down Liz’s stomach and started teasing Liz’s wet entrance.

To be continued.