Possession: BEyond WILLing
(Non-SCP short)
“Hurry up and jump in already!” Will insisted, in both preparation and his excitement, he had thrown his shirt to the side. He presented his bare torso to me, with arms open while he beckoned for me to do it.
“This is the fifth time this week,” I told him with a slight snicker, though relented and started to strip my clothes off—to ease the process. It didn’t really matter that much, but to Will, it did. It made the entire thing easier, and much hotter “I’m spending more time as you than you do!” I added, though by that time, any clothing I had piled beside his shirt on the floor.
“Your fault anyway,” He rolled his eyes, then pointed to himself again. “It felt good when you did that, I know you liked it too, so win-win.” He smirked, and it was my turn to roll my eyes.
“Fine, fine.” I dismissed him, already feeling the blood rushing down my member . He noticed it too, which only had him sporting the same under his shorts. I got into position, crouched low as if about to sprint. “Ready?”
“Always.” Will grinned with a nod, I shared the smile, and to that I sent myself flying towards his body.
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“Never.” I told my dad the first time he discovered I could possess people too, like him. “I promise to never use it for personal benefit.” He had me repeat the phrase over, and over, and over again until he was convinced. It was some latent ability men in our family apparently had, and I accidentally unlocked mine at age seventeen when my neighbor tried to catch me when I slipped off our roof. Instead, I slipped right inside of him, panicked, and called my dad.
“Only use it when necessary, understand?” He told me after, and I could only agree. He trained me how to use it nevertheless, mostly on our neighbor and his sons—though we stopped once I'd mastered it. I never knew the extent or history of it in our family. Dad refused to tell me even after I left for college, though it did not bother me much.
Now, at age twenty-seven, I considered breaking my promise as I watched my roommate emerge from the pool with his bare toned body glistening with sweat and water. We’d been roommates since first year, even now when we’re both already working, and I’d been itching to use my powers on him since the first time we met.
Will was a sight to behold, and although I don’t look half bad, he obviously put more effort in his body than I ever have and will with mine. He was tall, and broad, maybe the best looking guy I’ve ever been lucky to be friends with (a stretch, but close enough). I remember how many times I had to physically stop myself from just diving into his body while he slept, marveling at the idea of having such a body to control. We got on well, maybe because of familiarity, though we never were close enough to share secrets.
Now though, with only the two of us in here, the idea was more tempting than before. I even had to bring both hands down to hide the sufficiently growing hard-on under my boxers. Briefly, I stared at my hands and imagined the last time I used my powers, a week ago, to secretly help a newbie co-worker finish a report he couldn’t do. Then I stared back at Will.
I wondered, after all these years of using it with similar tasks, if I could use it for myself.
“Blinded by my abs or something?” Will approached, still dripping wet, and enough to snap me out. He had an eyebrow raised, and I found it much harder to control myself at his proximity. “Pass me that water bottle, please.” He added.
“Okay.” was all that I responded, then tossed him the bottle that sat beside me on the bench. My breath seemed to hitch in my throat once he uncapped the bottle, and chugged down the liquid from inside. I watched the water run down his throat, and felt the burning hot sensation within me spread.to the tips of my fingers.
Now or never, Rex. I told myself, watched him almost finish the bottle. I clenched both fists and leaned back a little, just to give myself an extra push before I did it. I stared until almost all of the water from his bottle had slipped down his throat, and once it did, I pushed myself forward—and jumped inside Will, through his chest.
My head and shoulders slipped in first, though I heard him gasp and drop the bottle in surprise. He grunted, and cursed as I squirmed in his chest until I got half of my upper torso inside his.
“W-what the..f-fuck..?!” I heard him swear, and felt his arms try to pull at my waist only to pull my boxers off. It freed the stiff beast under, and bumped against his own as I pulled myself in deeper. I thought it was my imagination, but I felt his own hard member brush against mine. “F-fuck, what are you do…ing?”
I heard him groan, grunt, and even moan as I slowly pulled the last bit of myself inside him. To the outside viewer, it would look like Will’s chest and torso squirming against him, though I didn’t have to worry about that now. It was time to align myself.
First I pushed my legs into his powerful ones, and I felt the sensations rushing back as I took control. I stretched and kicked in order to test them, and was not disappointed—though the next part was undoubtedly my favorite: pushing my own rod into his.
Normally I did not do it with most of the people I possessed, but Will is an exception. And if I wanted to have the most time using his body, this was crucial. I felt him moan outside, and I did too inside him as I aligned my six-inches into his own nine. He was already hard which made it easier to push in, to my surprise.
The amplified sensations that rushed into me at that moment was almost enough to bring me, or us, to the edge. I felt the sticky pre push out of our shared slit, and it only motivated me to align the rest of my body into his, starting from the abdomen to his wide chest. I felt every breath he took, every gasp he made, and it felt like we both shared the same excitement—a little weird, considering I had done this so much to others.
My arms came next, and I pushed mine through his as if wearing a coat sleeve, then down to his hands like wearing a glove.They felt powerful, and I couldn’t help but flex them though I could merely look through Will’s open mouth while I also slowly pushed my head up. Curiously, I brought them down to my new rod, grasped it and gave it a tug, only for us to moan at the same time—his own voice spilled out, though it mingled with mine as I hadn’t fully possessed his vocal chords yet.
Finally, right before the climax, I pushed my head fully into his. It wasn’t just the new sensation of being this tall and huge that greeted me, and not just the new memories that rushed into my head, but a huge spurt of our seed that somehow penetrated the thin fabric of the shorts I now wore. They pushed through the fabric, and sprayed up to my navel. Once I freed it from the boxers, it made another shot that splattered my cheek.
It was perhaps the most intense I’ve ever experienced, to the point that I fell on my butt against the bench—where I sat with arms to my side, still spurting two men's worth of essence, and my head thrown back while I clenched both fists and toes. Only Will’s voice echoed in the empty place, and I savored the sound of it coming out of my own mouth.
I hadn’t even finished yet, but I’ve already decided I was going to have as much fun as I could in his body, before I could even think of leaving it.
I didn’t clean up the globs and splatters around me from the pool when I was done. Instead I ran a hand over my body to feel it up. Will’s hands were bigger than mine, and warm despite swimming the entire time. I massaged the sweat and water on my new chest, then my biceps, and then down to my abs. I basked in my glory, then left the pools to have some more fun elsewhere.
Finding the proper “Will” clothing was fun—I’ve spent so much time secretly gawking at him while he changed clothes, and it definitely was hotter seeing it reflected on the mirror by my own eyes. Combing through his memories, I found a few spots he frequented, and it excited me so much to walk in there, in his body, to have the time of my life.
Needless to say, that wouldn’t be the last time I used Will’s body, and it even spanned days sometimes where I would only hop out once I wanted to take a break. It was so much fun, and I reveled being in the body of the man I’ve been thinking about sabotaging since the day we met. I thought he wouldn’t notice though, given that I could also alter his memories while I’m inside him.
And it was some time after the longest I went without possessing him, due to some work concerns, that Will confronted me the moment I walked in our apartment. He was completely naked, with a stern look over his face when he told me the words. “Do it again.”
I almost dropped the bag of groceries I held when he said that, and I tried to play innocent as I scooted around him to put the bags on the counter. “What are you talking about?” I asked.
“Don’t play dumb, Rex.” Will told me then, and he closed in on me while I tried to back away from the counter. At that point I had forgotten how much taller he was, and I felt little, powerless, against the body that I’ve grown accustomed to. “I know what you’re doing, you enter me in some way and then I’m stuck in the back of my mind while you’re controlling me.” He deadpanned, his expression unreadable.
“Dude, are you high?” I tried to chuckle and turn away, but he was there to block my path.
“I said don’t play dumb. I know you’ve been doing it to me for two months now.” Will growled, he drew himself up to full height and I felt myself quiver—and get stiff. “I need you to do it again, now. Please.”
I stuttered a little, perplexed, and watched Will avoid my gaze. Red tinted his cheeks, and I realized it was the first time I saw him flustered like this. “Why?” I asked, and tried my best not to laugh. For the first time as well, he felt less intimidating, and it was at that point that I just wanted to jump inside him.
“I–I don’t know,” Will hesitated, then sighed. “I suppose it felt good whenever you did it, especially after the second time. It was amazing.” He recalled, and at the same time I watched his member rise. I gave it a curious glance, to which he rolled his eyes and just nodded.
“Wait, so…” I told him, still slightly surprised and confused as to how he remembered it. “You’re getting off to…to me inside you?”
“You make it sound like you’re fucking me.” Will spat, though there was less heat in it now. “But yeah, essentially. I can’t explain the feeling, it just felt great being in the backseat and watching you be me. While I felt everything you were doing with my body.” He mused.
At that point I’ve relaxed enough to not lean against the counter. He stepped back arms wide as if presenting himself. I gaped at him for a bit, processing, until I felt a surge of excitement in myself—if this was what I thought it would be, then I’m in luck.
“So what you’re saying is you want me to keep possessing you.” I asked, and he confirmed with an enthusiastic nod. I couldn’t help the smirk from breaking out of my face at that point, it sounded like an agreement. “You understand you’re giving up all that to get off of it?” I added, gesturing towards his physique.
“I’m not stupid, Rex. And yes..” Will huffed and rolled his eyes. “These days I can’t even fathom not having you in me, it’s been a week too. I want you in.”
My smirk had grown into a grin at that point, and I left the counter to approach Will. He returned my expression, knowing what was to happen next. “Ready yourself, then.” I announced, prepared to jump in.
“Hold on, take off your clothes.” Will held his palm out to stop me, to which I raised an eyebrow at. My clothes certainly wouldn’t stop me. “It felt better when you would do it without them.”
“Okay?” I relented, and started stripping out of my work clothes. Once stripped bare, Will eyed me weirdly, and I prepared to launch myself towards him. “Anything else?”
“Try to do it slowly this time too, and face me while you do it.” Will grinned, and gave me a nod. It felt awkward, and I imagined how I would do it until I settled on pushing my legs into him first, and work from there.
I walked towards Will, who had his arms wide open and legs spread apart. I gave him a slight nod, before I pushed my left leg through his abdomen. He groans, I do too once my leg has found its new home. “Hmm, yeah keep going.” He said through a groan.
With solid footing on one leg, I pulled myself by the use of his shoulder to push my other leg in. He stumbled a little to the back, until I felt both my feet stand solid on the ground.
At this point, both of us were already gasping, and slick with sweat—then came the most exciting part. Will seemed to pick up on this too, and through his labored breaths, he had a mischievous glint in his eye when he held my shoulders. I looked up at him for a second, and knew what he was about to do.
With his strong hands, he pushed half of me into him. We both made a sound at this, a mixture of an animalistic yelp and a groan that reverbed through our connected bodies. From his actions, I have been pushed in deep, and likewise my length had pushed inside his tool—which resulted in a spray of pre fluid from the tip.
Will’s moans were unintelligible, though it was the same as what came out of my mouth; it meant that his defenses were weakening and I was slowly gaining control. I pushed myself a little more, up to half of my abdomen.
Will was panting by now, and in one swift move, he surprised me by bringing one hand beneath me—through which, he started gripping and stroking our shared member. I felt myself squirm, causing him to grasp it tighter and almost stumble backwards again. I couldn’t stop him, and I was already going over the edge.
I felt the seed already climbing the base of my rod, yet Will wouldn’t slow down. I couldn’t bear the pleasure that filled our shared bodies, and I took the moment to shove my hands through his chest. He moaned again, much closer to reaching climax, I did too as I forcefully pushed myself through his chest until I sank within his massive torso fully.
“F-fuck, here it comes..!” I heard Will almost yell as I pushed my arms, chest, and head into their rightful places. It was at the exact moment again, like my first time, that my head clicked into place when I was blinded by a huge spray of white again—and it looked as if we were both saving them for this moment, because I felt it coat my borrowed broad chest while I was pressed against the wall, half-yelling each moan.
The last of Will’s words lingered in my throat as I fully took over: “Make it worth it.” was what he said, all the while I spurted and shot until there was a sufficiently-sized puddle beneath my feet. It felt much more intense than the first time, or in every time I did it before; maybe because this wasn’t by force this time.
When I was done and had recovered sufficiently, my entire body was both glistening with sweat and sticky from the essence that sprayed all over my body. I rubbed them both all over myself, my entire bare body, and tried to think of what to do next.
I didn’t even consider hopping in the shower, as I enjoyed my new musk. All I could think of that time was that it had to be the beginning of some symbiotic relationship between me and Will.
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Back to present, Will’s body fully accepted me inside—as if the body belonged to me all along. There wasn’t as much resistance and I sank inside his flesh almost the same moment I made contact with it. Sometimes he wanted to take it slow, but he seemed to be in need of a quick hit now, that he even helped pull me inside, all the while he would grunt in pleasure.
I no longer had the quick rushes of memory, for it had almost stayed within my own mind, ingrained from the many times I was here. It was likewise customary for his body’s immediate response the moment I aligned myself inside him to get stiff—which we both enjoyed.
Since Will had me possess him in the gym, I couldn’t exactly handle it right then and there (though I had once, much to Will’s pleasure). Instead I had to go to the bathroom, where I usually did it in these circumstances, and as usual, admired myself in the mirrors within.
Like I always did, and from Will’s request, it was customary for me to take images and videos of myself while I piloted his body—for later purposes, he would say, and it always made me chuckle though I relented.
I pondered for a moment after snapping the picture, and thought of how a mere months ago, I had only fantasized using Will’s body as mine. I had been bound by my promise to my father then, but I knew better now. And to make everything better, the body’s owner had been extremely cooperative to the point he would sometimes beg for me to hop inside him.
It only made me laugh, my promise forgotten, as I looked for a stall to handle my business. I’m sure this counts as “helping” anyway—but like Will told me earlier, “Win-win.”
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