Saturday, June 10, 2023

Possession.com Free Trial

Bob was a 40 year old software engineer. Scrawny and nerdy, he had never really gotten much attention from the ladies, or anybody at all for that matter. He was always jealous of how hot girls got whatever they wanted, when they wanted it. Especially sex. The one thing Bob never got was as easy as a text message or Tinder swipe away for them.

That's why Bob became intrigued when he came across a link to something called "possession.com" when sifting through data found by a new web-scraping program he had been working on. Opening the site, he saw an interface with a series of square frames, each containing a person's photo. Bob was able to navigate his way to an information page. What he read was astounding. This website, for a fee, would let you possess the body of one of the people the site had so far registered.

Clicking the back arrow, Bob began to mouse over a few of the profiles. He saw a rich looking man and plain looking woman before his eyes were caught by a cute college age girl.

Bob spent most of his time in college in his room playing video games. Probably the opposite of her, he imagined.

As he scrolled down, he saw the site had extremely detailed information on this girl, Vanessa, and her life.

Name: Vanessa Wilkinson.
Age: 20 Years
Height: 5'9
Weight: 125 pounds
Times Possessed: 1
Breast Size: 32 G. Pierced nipples.
Occupation: Student at Fresno State University. Vice-President of Gamma Gamma Phi Sorority.
Relationship History: Currently single, has 2 regular casual sex partners.
Sexual History: 10 partners. 1 Female.
Personality: Chatty and energetic. Likes being the center of attention.
Libido: Moderate to High. Tends to have sex instead of masturbate when aroused.
Responsiveness: High. Breasts extremely sensitive. Achieves multiple orgasms regularly.

Bob began to feel simultaneously horny and envious. It seemed like her college experience - and sex life - was the complete opposite of his own. He was the kind of guy girls avoided eye contact with at work, while she could ask any guy at her college to fuck at any time.

At the bottom of the page there was a section called "user gallery". Vanessa wore a lot less in these photos.

If these were user photos, that meant that someone had already been inside of her. That prediction was confirmed when Bob saw a section with a review.

Experiencing what it's like to be Vanessa is incredible. She was in my Psychology class and I couldn't take my eyes off her. I knew I would never have a chance to be with a girl like her, so I decided to try the next best thing: being her. The first thing I did was strip and masturbate to my own reflection. Once I got tired of that, I called up her boy toy and took him for a ride until he couldn't keep up. Vanessa's friends were super bitchy and annoying, so I ditched them and walked into a party. Guys were throwing themselves at me and I was so horny I fucked three of them. It's way too easy being a hot chick."

Bob was practically salivating at this point. Below was a button that said POSSESS with an exorbitant cost for a one hour sojourn into the body of a sorority girl. "There's no way I'm paying that. It's probably a fucking scam anyway". Next to the button was an icon that said "10 minute free trial for first time users".

"Fine, but I'm not giving my credit card informa..." Bob was cut off as his mouse clicked the button. His vision faded to black for one second, then instantly returned with him staring at what appeared to be a library. As he looked around he saw people quietly studying in the distance. He had no idea where he was.

"Like, what the he...!" Bob began to say before realizing he spoke with a high pitched valley girl accent and clapping his hand over his mouth. Removing his hand, he noticed his fingers were soft and dainty. He rotated it for a second, before realizing what laid in the background of his view. As he turned his gaze downward, he was met with a view of some cavernous cleavage, and tits that jumped up when he gasped at their sight. He dug his hands into them and sighed, sounding more like a moan as it passed through Vanessa's mouth, which he noted was chewing a piece of minty gum.

Realizing he was in a quiet library, and that he only had 10 minutes in this body, he quickly ran to a back corner where he dropped his backpack and opened the webcam of Vanessa's computer. Looking around to make sure he was alone enough to avoid interruption, he unzipped the jacket he wore and pulled down his top, his breasts, pierced nipples and all, coming into full view on his chest. It was impossible for the computer nerd to not smile as he saw his gestures repeated by a college girl.

He took his two tits into his hands, their weight spilling out from between his fingers as he squeezed. Each time he did he was rewarded with an electric shock of pleasure that began to ignite a flame in his crotch.

Realizing just how little time he had, Bob pulled his coat over his tits without zipping it and ran into a nearby bathroom. Throwing the coat to the side and dropping his pants to the floor, he began to visciously rub at the focal point of his pleasure in his crotch.

Bob reached up to work his nipple with one hand as he continued to rub his pussy with the other. When he touched it, it caused his hips to quickly buck involuntarily. The metal piercing seemed to twist the nipple harder, causing pain which quickly blended with a stronger pleasure. Is this how it was for all girls?

He knew he was close to something, so he continued his rubbing. The pleasure was about to peak, and then ... it all went black.

Bob found himself back in his room, possession.com still up on his browser and feeling extremely aroused. The feel of Vanessa's tits in his hands and his finger on his clit were so fresh, so real in his mind. It must have actually happened. One thing was certain though. The free trial wasn't close to enough for Bob to get the release he needed.

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