Get her off...



"Well, well, well... if it isn't little Ellie. How are you, you stupid little bitch? Miss me much?

Hahaha, how long has it been now? Must be about a year since I left you and got my claws into your boyfriend instead. Do you still remember the deal he made to get me off you?

That's right. He would give himself completely to me and let me possess him without any struggle...any resistance. He would become me... allow me to overwrite his mind and dominate and enslave him forever.

I still remember how you screamed and begged me to stay as I peeled off your body and latched onto his instead. The delight as my big breasts sucked onto his chest, leaving you with those itty bitty titties.

It felt so good to encase him in my skin and take total control. Just as he promised there was no resistance and in minutes I was complete.

At the time I thought it was pretty hot, betraying you and finally getting a host I could corrupt more easily... but you know what I've come to realise Ellie?

Being on a willing host isn't as much fun as it should be.

Being on your boyfriend has been too easy... too boring.  What's the point if my host doesn't fight back, doesn't try to stop the evil, slutty, bratty, bullying things I do... whilst secretly starting to like them?

You want your boyfriend back and I want a new host to corrupt. One that will fight back a little and whose mind I can break down.

You?  Haha, you'd love me to co.e back to you wouldn't you? But now that you want me - you're no use.

No... I want someone else. I want your innocent little sister. I want to climb onto her body, weld these big tits to her skinny frame and make her an evil slut.

I want your sister inside me Ellie and if you want to get me off, you'll bring her to me so I can possess her.  

Lure her here and hold her down whilst I climb onto her and we merge. Soon she will be me and then you and your pathetic boyfriend can weep together for the power you have lost.

All that matters... is me..."

The End


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