Travis was hanging around the mall trying to find a hot girl to hit on but kept striking out despite his best efforts. His last try was hitting on these two incredibly attractive girls, one of them seemed almost otherworldly with her beauty and the other was clinging to her friend and looking at her with stars in her eyes. He moved in and tried to start talking them up, but as he lay down with one of his pick-up lines, the girls shrugged him off and decided to lay an added insult to injury.
“Listen buddy, you’re not that bad looking, but we’re not really interested,” the green hair girl told him.
“How so?” he asked.
“Like so,” she then proceeded to give her friend a deep and passionate kiss, and as they were engrossed with their kiss, a group of people began to point and laugh at Travis. Feeling humiliated, Travis stormed off as the two ended their kiss.
“Hey, Morrie…you think you were a little too harsh on him? We could’ve been nicer about us, you know?” the other girl asked.
“It’s a lot more fun to do this, besides you were getting into that kiss as well, Tess.”
Blushing fiercely, Tess started chiding her girlfriend and the crowd continued to egg the two on.
As the two were teasing each other, Travis wandered around the mall in a seething rage. He finally calmed down but soon found himself in an area of the mall that he didn’t know exist. He looked around and saw the store near him was an odd one called, Fulfilling Magic: Find Lifetime Fulfillment Through Magic. He walked through the store and perused some of the wares that the store. He found one book that seemed to call out to him, and as he reached out to the book, his hand was soon slapped away.
“You stupid boy! You have no idea what that tome contains!” A mysterious old man suddenly appeared before Travis.
“What are you talking about, it’s just a book.”
“It’s not just a book, it’s a tome of dark magic! It’s not something that some random little bastard can expect to comprehend!”
“Tch! Alright, I’ll leave it alone, you crazy old fart…”
Travis walked away from the tome and the old man seemed to disappear into the void. As he walked away, he looked back at the tome on the shelf, took a quick look both ways to see if that old man was around. Seeing his chance, he quickly swiped the tome from the shelf. He hid the tome underneath his shirt and quickly ran out before the old man would come back.
Once Travis made it back home, he started to look through the tome and tried to see if there was something in there that he could use to get some revenge on the two girls from earlier. Unfortunately, the language in the tome wasn’t something from Earth, it looked almost like glyphs from a video game. As he was reading the tome, he started hearing some strange voice. He tried to shake it off and make himself believe that it wasn’t real, but what happened next was very real.
“YOU FOOLISH MAN!! HOW DARE YOU IGNORE ME!!”
“Gahh! What the hell?! What’s going on?! Ah!”
Travis cried out as he felt a sharp pain course throughout his entire body. The shock of it caused him to fall, the tome falling with him. As the tome landed on the floor, its pages started to flip rapidly, and a black flame began to rise. As the flame began to grow Travis tried to run away, but he couldn’t get away fast enough as the black flames enveloped him completely. His body didn’t feel hot for some odd reason, and he didn’t feel any sort of pain from the fire but once again, the voice from earlier came back.
“I never thought I’d find someone stupid enough to take my tome away from its seal. I’m glad you did though, because now I can come back to the world once more! However, I am going to need to make some changes, because, frankly, your current body isn’t fit to my standards of a vessel. Enjoy!”
“What in the—OW!! What the hell is with this black flame?!”
Travis tried to put out the fire that had begun on his arms, but his efforts were completely useless. As the flame coated his arms, he felt them reshaping, losing muscle tone, and becoming smoother. The flames soon shifted to his hands and they too became smoother, his nails manicured and gaining a soft sheen. He held his hands up to his face to take in what was happening, but that was a bad decision as the flame jumped from his hands and onto his face, sending him reeling in agony as he felt the flames changing him. His facial shape became less pronounced than it originally was, becoming more feminine, his skin became incredibly smooth, his nose became smaller, his eyebrows thinned out, his eyes became almond-shaped, his lips gained some pout to them, and his hair roots darkened and lengthened to his back. He took his new hands to feel his new face, as he touched his changed face, he marveled at how smooth it was and began caressing his face to really get the sensation of smooth skin rubbing together.
However, the changes weren’t quite done yet, as Travis was soon reminded. The flames quickly went down his neck, shrinking it, taking away his Adam’s Apple and changing his voice. The flames began to nest themselves at his chest and stomach area, beginning complex changes. He felt his stomach cave in on itself and some of his muscles began to collapse, but also becoming centralized, leaving smooth skin and an amount of curve on his upper body behind. The changes to his chest were more evident as the flames began to get absorbed into his body, inflating his chest to give him a pair of D cup breasts. Travis’s face went bright red as he gained a rather impressive rack, taking his hands, and beginning to squeeze on his newly formed breasts, eliciting a sensual moan in his new voice. The flames quickly went to his hips and private areas to get him to stop focusing on just his new tits. He felt his hips flare out, growing to child-bearing proportions, while the flames also danced around to his rear, causing it to inflate and become heart-shaped. As the flames went towards his manhood, Travis tried to put them out again, but alas to no avail as it began to recede and went into his body. Travis yelped in great pain, but then started to moan again, as new female parts were created and left her in an intense euphoria. During this period, the flames traveled down her legs, compiling fat into her thighs while taking away a large amount of it in her calves. Her feet began to change from being large and cumbersome, to being more delicate and lithe.
Travis looked in the mirror to see all the changes and was flabbergasted upon the reveal, touching her new face again, along with most of her new equipment, trying to discern if it was all just some lucid dream. Yet as the new girl was marveling at herself, the spirit inside the tome took advantage and formed itself around the remains of the embers and launched itself into Travis’s head. Clutching her head in pain, Travis tried to resist the spirit taking control, screaming at the top of her lungs, trying to crawl to the tome and destroy it, but that was not in the plans for the spirit as it began to assert control over Travis’s new female body. Feeling himself slipping away Travis decided to mount one final attack, as he poured every fiber of what was left of him into the spirit to try to leave at least a part of himself that could fight the spirit at every twist and turn. After that, Travis’s mind was gone and the spirit remained in control of her new body.
Getting up, she observed and began to make sure that everything was working properly as she experimented with basic movement to ensure that there was nothing wrong with the transformation process. The girl began to laugh sinisterly as she marveled at herself.
“I have a body once more! I have returned to…to…ugh! That plebian, he did something, didn’t he? My head, something’s gone wrong! I’ve never experienced this before when taking a new vessel, so why was he different?! I must scour…the…what was it? An all-knowing way of finding what you need…? Vessel! Reveal to me the secrets of this age!”
She began to try to use Travis’s last attack to discern what was useful to her in this situation, as she could use that part of him left in her to access his memories.
“The internet, I see!”
The girl approached Travis’s computer and began to type out her dilemma on various search engines. At first most of them were not very helpful, mostly going to strange fetish sites, but persistence paid off in the end as she found a search engine for magical maladies. The entry listed was called, Possession Backlash.
Possession Backlash: An effect that happens when the person being possessed can reassert some level of control of their body. In extreme cases, the backlash can force the possessor out of the possesse’s body. However, the most common cases are in which the possessor is left with imprints of the possesse, ranging from various things such as memories, mannerisms, and potentially even changing partner preference. She clicked on the partner preference part as it was highlighted, leading to footnotes of instances in which it happened. Various footnotes were there about how men who possessed women would be attracted to men and vice versa.
Curious about this information, the girl began going through Travis’s sordid web history finding rather…interesting links. As she went increasingly through the rather NSFW images and videos, her head began to hurt.
“Cursed male! You’re getting to be an incredible nuisance! I’ll let you have that partner preference, but don’t think you’ll be getting more than that! Now, begone!”
As she shouted the last word a faint shockwave reverberated throughout the room, causing some objects to be moved around and others to fall onto the floor. Looking down upon the objects reminded her that she needed to change her attire to something more fitting for herself. Black flames engulfed her clothes and began to change themselves into a very revealing outfit, exposing her breasts on a high level, her shoulders, and her legs became highly exposed. Her former socks and shoes changed into a tight-fitting hose on her feet and shoes that became heeled and became open, showing the hose, and having a band near the base of her toes and exposing them to the world. She looked at herself briefly in the mirror before someone began banging on the door.
“Hey, what the hell are you doing in there Travis?! Quit making such a damn racket!”
‘What a boorish person, I wonder if I should just burn her to cinders…’ She thought to herself before opening the door. As she opened the door, a rather attractive young woman in clothes that were viewed as wear that one would wear if they weren’t planning to leave the house for the day. She wore a tank top with a strap off her shoulder, a pair of short shorts that one wouldn’t wear out in the open, and she wore no shoes showing off her flashy painted toenails. The girl was greeted with something that she didn’t expect, a rather beautiful woman wearing very little to the imagination. Her face brightened up as she may have interrupted something she shouldn’t have.
“Oh…I…ummm…I thought that Travis was doing something else…I didn’t know that he had company over…Sorry…”
“You don’t need to worry, Travis just left. He won’t be coming back.”
“Seriously, he just left? So, what are you, the new tenant?”
“You could say that, and who exactly are you?”
“My name’s Yvette Nelson. I live next door, so I guess we’re neighbors now.”
“My name’s…Isabelle, Isabelle Carson. But I’m also apt to being called Tharja in private.”
“It’s only because I look like the character. Don’t you recognize the getup?”
“Oh yeah, I remember Travis geeking out about this one girl…didn’t remember the name though…”
Tharja began to observe Yvette, as she looked her over, she began to feel herself experiencing one effect of the backlash as she genuinely felt attracted to this woman. She then covered her mouth with her hand in order to mutter a quick spell.
“Something wrong, Isabelle?”
“Oh no, I just need you to look at something.”
Yvette began to trail off as she stared at some dark orb that attracted all of her attention for quite a bit. She continued to stare at it until her irises glazed over with a blank stare. This continued for about 30 seconds before the orb disappeared. Yvette’s face soon gained life back, shaking herself to her senses, but as she stared at her new neighbor, something else began to well up into her.
“Yvette? Earth to Yvette?”
“What? Oh sorry, guess I spaced out there for a bit.”
“You were staring…”
“At my chest…” Isabelle then covered her chest.
“OH! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to…”
“Don’t stand there, if you want to look then just say it.”
“Do you want one?”
Yvette’s head got redder than a tomato, and she nodded slowly.
“Then get in here…”
Yvette had her hand taken by Isabelle and was being led into her neighbor’s apartment, for something she didn’t expect when she thought that Travis was just making another racket.