Similar Adventures on Outfox
[Two Line Summary]
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
A future timeline, where humanity has spread to the stars and worlds beyond the cradle of Sol; all under the purview of a unified Earth government.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
An alien parasite descends to earth to feed on human sperm, and it turns out to feel really good doing it.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
You rule the seedy underbelly of the city with a bloodied fist and worn steel, the boss of crime bosses of a regional mafia family; the capo dei capi as the media and law enforcement would term it.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
The main character is taken to a hospital after a car accident where he is treated with nanobots.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
[Two Line Summary]
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
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Similar Adventures on Outfox
[Two Line Summary]
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
A future timeline, where humanity has spread to the stars and worlds beyond the cradle of Sol; all under the purview of a unified Earth government.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
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In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
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Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
An alien parasite descends to earth to feed on human sperm, and it turns out to feel really good doing it.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
You rule the seedy underbelly of the city with a bloodied fist and worn steel, the boss of crime bosses of a regional mafia family; the capo dei capi as the media and law enforcement would term it.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
The main character is taken to a hospital after a car accident where he is treated with nanobots.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
[Two Line Summary]
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
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Your name is Jake and you are currently grieving over the loss of your beloved grandmother. A few days after the funeral you find a crimson book on your bed. When you open it, you release a succubus, who then uses her powers to call your mother to your room. The succubus tricks your mom into thinking you called her and then porceeds to possess your mother. The book being in Jake's possession solidifies him as the succubus' new master, whom she is eager to get to know.
CHARACTERS
Jake-You the main character of the story. You and your sister live with your mother. You are in your last years of college. You have a loving girlfriend named Sarah whom you wish to promot to fiance.
Sarah-Jake's girlfriend. She is one year behind Jake in college and the two have known each other since preschool. Jake's grandmother always went through the trouble of setting up play dates while his mother was working. The bond between Sarah and Jake is a strong one. Also she is super hot, basicly a blond bombshell but has that girl nextdoor attitude that Jake loves so much.
Aerian-Jake's mother. A women who cares for her children deeply and is a single mother due to her poor judgement. The father ran away leaving her with no choice but tk ask her parents to help her raise Jake and Marina. She is a modest woman but is a total MILF without knowing it.
Marina-Jake's twin sister. She and Jake have a good relationship. They argue and have the classical sibling rivalry you would expect. She is hot and often shows it off with her clothes. Her relationship with Sarah is pleasant but she always felt she had to compete with Sarah for Jake's attention when they were younger. Some of those feelings remain.
Duke-A buff guy from school who is always trying to convince Sarah to dump you. Has a trash personality. Thinks because he is the toughest guy that it makes him entiltled to the prettiest girl. Rejection never seems to convince him to quit, but at least he is smart enough not to start a fight over it.
Devon-Marina's boyfriend. The two are smitten with each other in a way that is not too dissimilar to how Jake and Sarah are. Jake has no issues with him and Devon has no problems with Jake.
Sasha-Girl who lives on the other side of the road. She is a pasty, messy girl who is into the occult. She is obsessed with the supernatural, and often tries out demon summoning rituals. Ashame most of them are made up tripe from the internet.
Stacy-Sarah's closest female friend. Also hot and is a redhead. She is a cheerleader and is secretly jealous of the relationship Sarah has with Jake, wishing that she had the same.
Succubus-The demon trapped inside the book that was released when Jake openend it and possessed Aerian. Playful and knows how to make any woman look like she was born to please a man. The succubus cannot exist alone, she needs a human body to inhabit, and she prefers women bodies exclusivly.
You walk through the front door of your house. The sizzle of bacon hits your nose as you spy your mother, Aerian, and your girlfriend, Sarah, making brunch together.
Your mother was a beautiful woman. One whome many would call a MILF. Despite her age, father time has been very kind to her. Natural chestnut hair that ran down her back without a grey strand in sight. Hips and curves that still got heads to turn whenever they went to the beach and she was still slim enough to be called cute.
Sarah was the same. A blonde bombshell tone and perfect, in all but attitude and attire. As both ladies were in casual fruffy dresses that despite their lack of intent, had difficulty hiding the physiques of the women they were draped over.
As you passed by, Sarah noticed you. Her smile got brighter at the sight of you. "Hey, Jake. Welcome back."
Your mother flinched at the sudden change of direction in the conversation, then she too turned to you and offered her well wishes before adding that brunch would be ready soon.
With a warm wave you leaves the ladies to their business. Climbing the stairs to the second floor of the house you came up to the door of your room.
Stepping inside, you felt your shoulders sag as if a weight were pressing down on you. Dropping your bags on the floor, you flop on the bed and stare at the ceiling.
It had only been three days. Three days since your grandmother passed away. The woman who had done so much for you and the rest of your family after your grandfather, the only male role model you had, passed away when you were an adolescent.
You still missed her. A well mannered woman who always knew what to say and do to amend a situation. The epitome of wisdom and wit. Everything your mother was not, else she would have not chosen a man who would run the second he heard she was pregnant.
Despite the mild attitude of your grandmother, you always suspected that she held a mischievious side to her. The way she would wink at you whenever Sarah made those clumsy first attempts at flirting. That and she was always on your side, no matter what. That above all else would be what you missed most about her. The thought of having someone who's got your back. Such a thing is becoming a rarity in the world.
You're sure the rest of them feel the same, but they need not dwell on it. But you can't shake the feeling that you lost something you weren't supposed to.
As your hands wander the bedsheets in contemplation, you brush up against something solid under your pillow.
Sitting up, you push the pillow aside and find something very strange. Under the pillow was a crimson book with a note next to it.
With a furrowed brow, you pick uo the note and read it.
To my darling grandson.
I understand that you might be wondering where this book came from and how it got under your pillow. Trust me, even from beyond the grave I have my ways. ;)
You smile as you recongise the handwriting. Your willy grandmother strikes again even after she is gone.
Now, this book is my last gift to you as your grandmother. It belonged to your grandfather and his father before him. I had intended to give it to your father when your mother had settled down with a good man. However, as we all know, she was never the best at picking men. Believe me, I tried to convince her, but she was in her rebellious phase and your grandfather made the mistake of stopping me correcting her behaviour. Trust me, my dear, had he not held me back your mother would never have needed to rely on us.
You stiffle a chuckle. "You never let us forget that. It really made her sob at the funeral."
So, I held into it until I felt you were old enough to have it. Sorry that such a time had to be when I leave you, but it is for the best. Because this book is special and if you want to make use of it I cannot be around as I am.
You glance down at the book. It has an artistic level of decoration on it. It almost looked like the bars of an elegant prison and an eye in the center of a diamond. There was something magnetic about it. Like it was calling to you, begging you to open it.
I can't say much, but know that it was thanks to this book that I and your grandfather had such a happy marriage. I had a hunch that you were close to making that lovely girl, Sarah, your one and only. Consider this my acceptance for her as part of the family when you two go take your vows.
Love you, now and forever. Your grandmother.
You had to fight back the tears that began to swell in your eyes when you were done reading. Placing the note down with a gentleness brought by fondness of its author. Damn you missed her.
Turning your attention to the book, you picked it up and felt its material. It was somehow completely smooth while not being difficult to grip.
Laying back on the bed, you continued to examine the book. You could not help but wonder what could be inside that caused your grandparents to have such a great marriage.
Curiosity got yhe better of you and you opened the book. The moment you did, you heard a sigh echoe in the air around you. It was a satisfied sigh, an erotically satisfied sigh, like the ones your sister, Marina, made when she was having sex with Devon. Namely just after she had finished and basked in the afterglow.
The moment passed in a moment of confusion and awkwardness. Then you looked at the pages and found they were written in a language you did not understand. The letters appearing to move and alter with every angle you look.
You were interrupted by a sudden knock on your door. The next second, your mother steps inside with a smile on her face.
"Jake? You called for me?"
You look at her in puzzlement. "I didn't call. I haven't said anything."
Your mother looks confused. "I could have sworn..."
The both of you freeze as a moan of what can only be described as anticipation fills the room and a voice calls out.
"Finally~"
The crimson book began to glow with a red light and said light then shot from the book and towards your mother. She lets out a surprised yelp which then morphs into an ecstasy fueled moan as tries to utter something.
"Mo...mo...oohhh!"
Then her eyes rolled back as the light appeared to be absorded into her. Her clothes, always modest, somehow became much tighter around her body. Suddenly you could see every curve she had save for her legs which were concealed by the skirt.
When her eyes returned, they were no longer the eyes you knew. They were red, the same red hue as the book.
Your mother looked down at herself. Examining her body as if this was the first time she knew she had it.
With a mischievious smile she strutted over to your mirror. Her movements were condifent and showy as they emphasised her body in every way.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she ran a hand through her hair and then began to roam her body. Feeling and reveling in every sensation she could.
"Oh yes, its about time," she breathed in a husky voice yoy never imagined her having. "Now this is a body I could have some fun with."
"Mom?"
Your question drew her attention to you. Her smile became that of a hungry predator who had found helpless prey.
"Yes, my dear, is something the matter?"
You would not be fooled, after the little light show and the sudden change, you wpuld not be tricked. Even if it were an insane idea, you were not an idiot and your mother was a terrible actor.
"Yes, something is the matter. Who are you and how are you controlling my mom?"
You stand up off the bed and grip the book hard in your hands. "Answer me!"
Your mother, or the person or thing possessing her fanned her face with her hand as if to show she was flushed. "My, my~ So, dominent~ Just like my last master, I love it~"
She approached you, her hips swaying in away that was made to draw the male gaze. You can't help but pause at the somehow surreal sight of your own mother trying to seduce you. It stuns you to the point that you don't even stop her when she pushes you down on the bed.
When she lays on top of you, you feel her body pressed against you. She stares at you with hungry eyes.
"Oh Jake. I have waited so long for this~"
For a moment, you are paralyzed with both the sight before you and the sensations you feel. Then you muster all the willpower you have to ask.
"What are you? How are you controlling my mom?"
She laughs, deep and throaty and it threatens to make your member rise as your hairs stand on end. The stare she gives you is one of warmth and longing.
"To skip all the techincal talk. I am a succubus who was bound to that little book you have here~"
She pinched the book and wiggled it to remind you it is still in your grip.
"And as for this~"
She sits up, making sure her she is straddling you while running a hand provocativly through her hair.
"A girl can't go out with nothing on. I needed a body and mommy dearest was the closest I could find."
She laid back down on you slowly, ensuring you felt every moment of it before she stared into your eyes.
"And now we can have some fun. I am sure you have needs master and I am more than happy to fulfil them."
You knew what she was offering and the thought of having sex with your mother gave you the will to push her off but before you could, Sarah's voice echoed up from the kitchen.
"I need some help! Is Jake okay?"
Rather than get upset, the succubus chuckled and sat up. "Oh dear, I got too excited from being let out. I can't go and make her upset now can I. That simply won't do."
With a slighr cough, the succubus called back. Her stolen voice taking on the exact tone and cadence that your mother always had. Were you not privy to all that has happened then it would have fooled you as well.
"Jake is just peachy. He just needed some help."
"Okay, glad he's alright," said Sarah.
The succubus got off of you and strutted to the door, thoroughly enjoying her new body.
"I'll be back later~" she said before blowing you a kiss and stepping outside.
You stand there dumbstruck by what just happened. You just released a demon of lust who had gone on to possess your own mother.
Glancing down at the crimson book in your hands you think on what to do next.
Quick Actions:
1. Wait until the eveneing to confront the succubus to avoid a scene. (She minic's your mother perfectly until she is alone.)
2. Go and pull Sarah off to your room to get her away from the succubus. (She becomes worried about you.)
3. Call your sister and ask her if she knows anything about the situation.
4. Study the book in hopes that it has the answers you need. (You find vague descriptions of the succubus' attitude.) -
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