B-Day Possession

B-day Possession.

              Sarah paced back and forth.  “I hate this.”  She crossed her arms.  “I hate having to deal with people trying to throw me parties.  And I, for one minute, do not trust Ashely to throw me a party!”  She sat down on the side of her bed and adjusted her maid outfit.  “Like seriously.  That woman is just crazy about making me change in size.”  She took a deep breath and tried to center herself.  “But it’s okay.  For once, I am going to have a normal birthday party.”

              The door to her room suddenly opens, and Dex walks into the room.  “Hello.”

              Sarah took a deep breath.  “Dex, what do you want?”

              “Is that any way to greet me?”  He handed her a note.  “This is from the mistress.  You are to read it and then do the instructions.”

              She snatched the note out of his hands.  “What, no happy birthday?  You are being very cold here.”

              He turned around.  “I am being the same as usual.  I have business to attend to if you don’t mind.”  He took a deep breath.  “Now, please, if you don’t mind.”

              “Wait, you aren’t going to be around for my birthday?  Dex.”

              He sighed.  “The mistress would rather have this special day for you and her.  If that isn’t too much to ask.”  He turned his head and narrowed his eyes at Sarah.  “Now, please just do as Ashely requested for once.  Don’t make this too difficult.  You know how the mistress can be when you act up.”  He rolled his eyes as he exited the room.  “I swear it’s almost as if you enjoy her punishments.”

              “I do not.”  Sarah blushed.  “Why in the world would I enjoy such a thing?”  She giggled as she tore the small parchment open to reveal a card.  “Hmm.  Let’s see here.”  She took a deep breath and began to read.

              “My dear Sarah.  I hope you are up for a little game because you will have to search for your lovely prize.  And just so it’s fair, if you try and cheat your way to the end or don’t want to play well. . . I am sure we will have to find something else more suiting for a disobedient girl like you.”

              Sarah rolled her eyes.  “I am not disobedient.  And what am I?  Ten?  I don’t want to play games on my birthday.”  She tossed the card to the side.  “Ashely doesn’t get me at all.”  She stood up.  “I am going to see if I can wrangle something up in the kitchen.  I am not to be sitting here starving while I wait for Ashely to appear.”

              But what Sarah didn’t notice was the card began to glow, the words quite literally jumping off the page.  Before her hand could wrap around the door handle, a glowing green light shot forth and pierced Alice’s body.  “Ahhhh!”

              A strange, disembodied voice filled the air.  “Oh, hun.  You are trying to get out of our game already?  I really thought it would take you longer to try and break my rules.  But I guess we are going to have to go into plan B.”

              Sarah gasped as she watched the strange energy wrap around her body.  “What is happening?”

              “Oh, this?  You can thank the wonderful people at Potion’s R Us for this.  They have this wonderful little—” Ashely laughed.  “I am guessing you don’t want the full explanation.  Just know that I am going to make your birthday extra special.”

              “What are you talking about?”  Sarah cried out as the energy entered her body.  “Ahhhhhh!”  Sarah fell to the ground, her body tingling.  “What in the world did you do?  Ashely?  Ashely?”

              Her mistress’s voice was suddenly in her head.  “You know you aren’t supposed to call me Ashely.  Now, stand up.  Stand up, I say!”  Sarah was suddenly forced to her feet, her nipples hardening.  “Now then, are you ready to listen and play my little game?  Or do I have to force you?”

              Sarah crossed her arms.  “I don’t want to play no stupid game.  Look, can we just have some cake and spend some time together?  It’s my day, after all.”  She moaned as her boobs began to bounce about.

              “Now, now, my dear.”  Sarah gripped the side of a nearby table as her breasts pressed tightly against her maid outfit, bouncing as they swelled.  “This is a rather new experience for me, but I think I will come to like it.  It’s like putting on a sock.”

              Alice moaned as her boobs slowly swelled.  “Oh fuck. Ohhhhh god.”  She took a deep breath.  “My babies.  They. . . why are they so big?  So wonderful?”

              “Because I enhanced them.  Because I made them my own.”  Sarah’s breasts bounced again.  “In fact, I control them, missy.  If you don’t want to spend the next six hours moaning and groaning because I am just playing with you or forcing you to move with your breasts alone, then I suggest you shape up!”

              Sarah slowly stood up.  “You aren’t going to get me to play any games, you hear me.”  She moaned as she suddenly moved forward, her boobs leading the way.  “I said no.  I don’t care how fucking good you make me feel.  I just. . . I just. . . want to have a wonderful day eating cake!  Ashely!”

              “And I said I am going to make this the b-day of your life.  And you didn’t call me mistress again.  How foolish.  Such a foolish girl you are.”  Sarah moaned as her ass began to expand.  “It’s as if I am going to have to handle all of this for you.” 

              Sarah took deep breaths as her maid outfit became tighter and tighter.  “Ashely. . . ohhh fuck. . .”

              “Mistress.  You know what to call me!”

              Sarah’s voice began to change. “I. . will not call you mistress.”  She moaned, feeling her body change. Her shoulders clicked as her arms lengthened. “Ashely you. . . you are. . .”

              “The more you fight, the more we become one!”

              Sarah fell to the ground, her finger in her pussy.  “Oh god.  Oh yes.”  She kicked off her shoes, reveling in the moment.  Part of her had always wanted to get close to Ashely, but this was taking it to the next level.  She was literally inside of her.  Their bodies were melding.  The more she resisted, the more she would take on Ashely’s form.  She didn’t care if she was being possessed; it was so hot.

              With her hand firmly gripped around her groin, Sarah cried out.  “Well, Ashely, why would I ever do anything you planned for me?  I am pretty sure it would have been just a dull evening delivered to me by Dex.  Ewww.”

              Her body tingled as her boobs grew even bigger and her hands grew a little.  Her hair changed from short dark and black to long and with golden curls.  With sweat dripping down her neck, she took long, deep breaths, trying to center her thoughts as her maid outfit pressed tight against her body.  “How was that, Sarah?”  She blinked her eyes.  “It was awesome?  Huh?  Wait, wasn’t I. . .”  She sat up, unsure of who was speaking, as her ass grew even bigger.  “I. . . the possession is almost done.  Ughhh. . . we. . . are fully one?”  She giggled.  ‘This feels so. . . wonderful!”  She jumped up and twisted around, the maid outfit tearing as it struggled to contain their body.

              “Oh, I am going to have so much cake.  I am going to rub my breasts in and make Ashely hate it.”  She licked her lips.  “Oh god, it’s going to be so much fun!”  Sarah rubbed her new enlarged babies.  “I love feeling you all inside my body.  It’s so. . . oh god.  I know it’s wonderful, isn’t it.”  She giggled.  “Now to find Dex and play with him a little.”  She rubbed her hands together.  “Nothing like fucking with the butler after we become one for a few hours.”