Break His Will
Break His Will
Reblog from Tumblr by your-myst-world (deactivated)
Inspiration for story: https://www.writing.com/main/interactive-story/item_id/1813117-Body-Possession-Powers
That morning had been tiresome for you Cody; your body ached in pain. You failed the science experiment in trying to make a concoction that could be used as a clean source of energy for cars. Thus, you showered to relax and as the water poured against your body, the chemicals stained from the experiment reacted and began to melt your body into a red goo.
As you slithered in the locker rooms, a voice boomed.
“Come on, you need to work harder! After all, the next game is soon, so we need as much practice as possible!” Coach Davis yelled at the soccer team.
Davis had greying hair that is still shades of brown. He was also kind of old as well, but he was still pretty muscular.
Coach Davis ft. Jeremy Pflaum
You slithered through the grass and then saw him take a quick sip of his water bottle. You slunk up the bench he had placed it on and into the bottle. He yelled at the team for a while before grabbing the bottle again and taking another sip, not even bothering to see what was inside of it.
Instantly, you crawled right into him. He nearly dropped his bottle and shook as you spread all over his body, taking him over. Luckily, no one noticed. While they were still busy, you flexed your massive left bicep and smirked.
“All right you sissies, practice is over! Go to the showers!” you yelled with the coach’s manly voice, laughing at the back of his head that you could just order around these big guys.
The team left for the showers while you chuckled and began to walk towards Davis’ house, luckily he lived very nearby. A grin appeared on your face as you went inside and began to undress. He had a short-sleeved grey shirt and a pair of white shorts. You took off his shirt and went into the mirror, admiring your new body.
Coach Davis had a very muscular body. You moved his hands over your legs and felt the hairs on them. You felt muscles everywere. Drunk with the coach’s machismo energy, you got down on the floor, doing some push ups. Somehow it just felt like he needed to do them. It was just easy with this powerful body. You did clap push ups, then with one arm, and the Spiderman version, but it was still a walk of the park for the burly coach.
After doing them, you got up, all sweaty, and took off his white shorts. In front of the mirror, you posed, grabbed your giant dick, and rubbed it before playing with it. Feeling amazing in this body you didnt know what to do next. Then, you realized that Coach Davis has a son in your grade! His name was Jeff!
He was a huge jackass to you through middle school and also highschool. He always taunted you and bullied you because he had always been the handsome jock and the guy that every girl wanted to date. Now was your time to get back at him! You realized that he’s probably still at football practice because he was the captain, he usually stayed longer to finish his workout. You figured you could wait about 30 minutes and he can be all yours. So you walked around the house, shaved your beard, and took a shower.
After waiting for an hour, you heard a car pulling up the driveway. Bingo! Jeff was finally home! You saw he had a sleek almost brand new pick up truck, a truck that his dad, or now you, paid for. But in a little while it will be your truck, you grin to yourself. The front door opens as you walk down the stairs.
Jeff said, “Hey dad!
“How you doing, champ?” you replied.
You noticed Jeff was still wearing his football gear and he looked pretty sweaty. His tighter yet firmer build had a nice slab of abs, defined smooth pecs. You admired his slim and chiseled face He sat on the stair, took off his Nike high tops and unlaced them.
“Yo dad, I’m gonna hop in the shower,” he told you.
He went upstairs and leapt above the stairs with his strong tanned thighs. The door slammed and you knew it was your perfect chance to have your revenge. Coach Davis fell in front of the bathroom as you left him. You crept under the door and slid across the tiles until you reached his big feet. Once there, you climbed up his athletic legs dusted with hair. It slightly tickled Jeff, who thought it was just shampoo. His boyish laugh motivated you, knowing you will soon have his seductive voice. Without further ado, you pounced at his thick cock and crawled inside it.
Jeff groaned. “The fuck?”
His meat stiffened as he stroked himself. You tried to move, but his precum blocked your way. He jacked off faster and you were soon shot all over the wall with semen covering you.
“Damn, had this load inside me all day,” said Jeff with a chuckle.
If you still had eyes, you would glare at him. Fortunately, that dumb stud did not even notice you. So, you went up the shower arm and then dove inside his open mouth. Jeff widdened his eyes and choked on you. His bull neck constricted you as he gargled. You shook, but your former bully easilly spit you out.
“Argh, must’ve swallowed some hair gel…”
You cursed and stormed out of the room. Coach Davis was waking up, but you charged at his face and forced your way inside his mouth. Like his son, the old man fought you, but you overpowered him. You flexed his stout body and giggled.
“You bred a kid with a bitch of a strong will, old man,” you taunted your host. “Guess I’ll have to break it.”
You dug inside your vessel’s brain and discovered he used to be a pro-athlete.
Your host looked damn sexy, and still does. However, he had to stop his career to take care of his son and become a single dad. Coach Davis was proud of his son, but also ressented him for having the youth he once had. Knowing how much Jeff looked up to his father, you knew you had what it took to weaken your bully. Assimilating Coach Davis’s bossy and paternal attitude, you slammed the bathroom open and found Jeff taking pictures of himself.
“Dad?! Why are you naked?!” screamed his… your son.
You snatched his phone and threw it in the bin.
“Shut up!” you shouted with your deep voice. “You see this body? This is what the peak of masculinity looks like! Do me some push-ups until I tell you to stop!”
Jeff rolled his eyes and obeyed you. He must have inherited your sporty genes, because he had no pain in doing your task.
You put your left foot against his back and barked, “Harder! Faster!”
When your son finally started to sweat, you smiled. You sprinted to Jeff’s room and came back with two weights.
“Now lift!” You dropped them in the hallway.
Jeff sighed and picked up the weights before he curled them.
“What’s gotten into you today?” he asked.
You leered. “Cody. The kid you used to bully in high school.”
The jock huffed. “So what? He called you to punish you, c’mon, he was a loser.”
You seized him by the wrists. “No, he possessed me.”
Coach Davis’s eyes turned red and Jeff let go of the weights.
“Cody?! The hell? What are you doing inside my dad?” questioned your bully.
“Don’t worry, I won’t stay inside your daddy forever.” You walked closer to him. “I want you.”
Jeff shot daggers at you. “Go fuck yourself.”
“Oh I will. Once I’m inside you, I’m gonna fuck myself a lot,” you replied.
“Get the fuck out of my dad or I’ll beat you out!” threatened Jeff.
“Ah!” You pushed your son against a wall. “Your daddy’s mind might be weaker, but his body is bigger and stronger! You have no choice, either let me inside or I’ll ruin your daddy’s life!”
Jeff lowered his head. “Fine.”
He opened his mouth and you smiled.
“Here comes the airplane.”
Coach Davis opened his mouth as you shot your slime form out of him and at Jeff’s face. The jock stood still as you spread his lips crawled inside him. Then, you climbed up his throat and headed to his brain.
“Got’cha!” exclamed Jeff.
Once again, you got stuck as his brain pushed you in a corner of his head.
“You think you’re the first loser trying to possess me?” asked Jeff. “I’ll spit you inside a box and threw you in a fire like the others.”
Shit, he had outsmarted you!
“Jeff?” His father grunted. “What happened?
“Don’t worry, dad, I’m about to throw the garbage out,” answered his son.
“Sorry, son, that won’t happen.”
Your vision went black again before it suddenly split in two. Your eyelids blinked and you now saw another point of view, Coach Davis’s. He was chokeholding his son, or you rather were.
Jeff wrestled you. “Dad?! What the fuck?!”
“Looks like a part of me was still inside your daddy,” you said through his father.
“You can’t split?! How?!”
“It doesn’t matter.” You held Jeff tighter. “Another part of me is inside you, give up or your precious daddy will pay!”
Jeff elbowed you. “Fuck you!”
“Fine, then let’s ask what Daddy think?”
You released your Coach Davis’s brain but still controlled his body. Then, you loaded his mind with your memories.
“Son?!” Davis tried to move but could not. “Why am I doing this to you?”
“It’s okay, dad, I’ll fix this!” yelled Jeff.
His father cringed. “J- Jeff, why did you bully that kid? That’s not how I raised you!”
“Cody! You faggot, stop!” ordered the jock.
“He’s inside me! I can feel all his hatred against you! Please, Jeff, get him out of me!” urged his father.
Jeff shook his head. “Fine! You won! Go ahead, possess me!”
Coach Davis smiled. “With pleasure.”
You spat the rest of your slime at Jeff and crawled inside his open mouth. Instantly, your bully jumped up and rushed to the kitchen.
“UUnng! I’m stronger than you!” He winced. “I’ll get you out of me!”
He grabbed a tupperware and stretched his lips over it. But your gathered your slime inside his head and latched onto his brain. Jeff winced and stumbled against the cooking table.
“AAARRGH! YOU FUCKING QUEER!”
The jock fell on his back and held his head.
“You can’t! I AM STRONGER! UUUNNGGGGGGG!!!”
Jeff fought you but you had assimilated some of his father’s resentment against him. You unleashed them all over his mind, weakening his willpower.
“NNNGG! The fuck you’re doing to me?! IT’S MY BODY! LEAVE!”
“Shut up, will you,” said Jeff’s voice.
“Huh?”
You stood up and checked your new tannd and toned body. You flexed your veiny biceps and bounced your pecs. Then, you caressed your six-pack with a delicious treasure trail.
“Why am I doing this?!”
“You still don’t understand? You lost, asshole,” you told him.
Your strong hands slid down your sweatpants and revealed an engorged dick.
“Damn! It’s begging for release!” you shouted as you fondled his fuckstick. “Shiiit! That feels even better than with you dad!”
“Fuck you!”
“Oh I will!” You cupped his meaty chest. “Your gorgeous body is only asking for fuck all day!”
Your other hand pressed the thumb against your large penis while your other fingers rubbed your ballsack. Meanwhile, you pinched your perky nipples.
“Aaah! Aren’t you the sensitive slut?” you taunted Jeff.
“I’ll kick your ass once it’s done!” answered his consciousness.
“I don’t think.” You jacked him off harder. “I do think your teammates will. From what I can tell, you got some faggots in your team?” you wondered as precum leaked out of you. “I’m sure they love to fuck with a stallion like you.”
You raised your other arm and spotted some tufts of hair under your sweaty armpit. You sniffed yourself and welcomed a virile and strong scent. Your arm flexed as you did so, which you nibbled and chewed.
“You taste so good, Jeffie-boy!”
“STOP THAT!”
Your washboard abs tensed as you exploded manjuice all over the kitchen floor.
“UUNNNnngggg!” you roared.
You dropped on all fours and breathed heavilly like a lion. Your knees bent as you leant forward to lick your semen.
“Yum! The savor of pure testerone!”
“I’ll make you pay!”
“I think that’s enough freedom for you today, Jeff,” you said. “Don’t worry, I’ll call you back everytime I want to mess with you or to show you how I’ve fooled your dad and your friends.” You smirked. “You’ll do nothing as I live your life and fuck whoever I want with your hunky body!”
“You can’t! I’ll-”
“See you soon, Jeff.”
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