12 Possessing Her Own Body?

Blinding light assaulted me! I gasped in shock and squeezed my eyes shut, but the light still seared into my eyes from all directions. The world seemed to spin and I felt my body shudder. My consciousness was torn from my brain with a sickening heave.

Then there was blackness...

...and a really odd zooming sensation.

I felt myself land back in a body with a shiver. Where was I? What had happened? These things should really come with instruction manuals.

I opened my eyes hesitantly. The first thing I saw was Jess, lying across me, and looking curious. Was I still in my body? I could feel the helmet on my head, but the rest of my body didn't feel quite right. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was something badly amiss. Jess hadn't tried to pull the helmet off my head at least, so that was something.

I glanced down. Yep, still my body. Naked, thanks to Jess's earlier endeavours. My sweaty boobs sitting right where she left them. I tried to get up, but instead I just kinda spazzed in place.

Ah. That's not good.

Pushing down my nerves I stared at my left arm and slowly tried to raise it into the air. It didn't move. But something else did. I felt a movement further down on the bed and realised with a start that my right foot had curled itself. Had the helmet just messed up control over my own body?

I tried to lower my arm again, even though it was already lying on the bed, and I felt my right foot open and stretch. I wiggled my fingers and my big toe moved in response.

This was not good at all.

"Are you okay, Elle?" Jess asked, sounding more interested than worried. "What happened?"

I opened my mouth to respond but it stayed exactly where it was. Instead I felt some muscle deep within my vagina loosen. Eek! I closed my mouth again quickly and felt my vagina clench, the instructions apparently getting rerouted. My actual mouth sat unmoving.

Fortunately, Jess seemed to have calmed down somewhat. She was just a girl from school, afterall, not some evil monster -- even if she had controlled me. She pushed out from under me and I felt my body kinda roll in response. I tried to catch myself, but just had my leg flail out awkwardly.

Back to doing this one step at a time then.

I experimentally tried to flex my right arm, expecting my other foot to flex. Instead my whole body bent at the waist and I found myself sitting up on the bed!

The funny thing was it didn't feel like I was doing a sit up. It felt as easy as moving my arm normally is, except it was my stomach muscles that responded. I straightened my 'mental' arm again and found myself flopping back.

Oft. Okay, that was too rough. Gotta be gentle, girl.

I tried to bite my lip in frustration and felt an insane gushing sensation from deep within my vagina. It was like I was dripping wet from arousal in an instant! I stopped biting my lip and the gushing fluid stopped as fast as it had come. Whaaaa!

Okay, taking stock. Apparently my mouth controls have been rerouted to my vagina. Great. My left arm controls my right foot, and my right arm makes me do sit ups. Jess is just staring at me with fascination, and possibly arousal, and I need to figure out how to get this damn helmet off my head and out of here without being able to control my body properly. Easy as bloody pie.

What haven't I tried? Legs? I tried to lift my left leg in the air and instead felt my mouth open. Well at least I know where that control went. There was something particularly alien about having my mouth move this way. If lifting my leg controls my mouth, I wonder...

I squeezed my toes and my tongue tried to jump down my throat!

Ak! Bad! Go back!

I coughed and choked for a moment, taking some time to remember to stretch my toes to make my tongue stick out. Having these controls all mixed up wasn't intuitive at all! I found I kept instinctively trying to do things only to have other parts of my body flop around. Thank god my breathing stayed normal, along with my eyes. Messing those up would have been baaad.

Okay, arms, I need arms. Right leg? Made my nipples poke out. Right foot? My left knee bent. Ummmm… butt cheeks?

I clenched my bum and felt my right hand move up and slap me across the face, the fingers loose and flaccid.

Well that was an inconvenient one!

Continuing my exploration I tried clenching my vagina and found the fingers on my right hand flex clumsily in response, ending up in an uncomfortable position. Instinctively I tried to adjust them the normal way only to have my toe try to move sideways again. Dammit!

At least I had something of a grip on this messed up wiring now. I clenched my butt again and my arm flopped, slapping me in the face once more. I growled in frustration only to have my vagina pulse in response. Gah!!

I tried thrusting my hips and my hand shot up in the air in a weirdly enthusiastic Nazi salute. Oh hell. Squeezing my butt again bent it at the elbow. I carefully tried to line it up with the helmet above my face. Squeeze… squeeze… a bit of a thrust… I felt my fingers brush up against the edge of the helmet. Alllmost there… just a bit closer…

Instinctively I bit my lip again and a torrent of liquid poured out of my vagina, inhumanely fast.

"Fuck!"

I swore -- or tried to swear -- only to have some weird muscle deep inside me wiggle and flex as I tried to speak. It tickled. Arrrgh!!

My fingers bumped into the helmet again. I clenched my pussy and my fingers closed on nothing. Squeezing my butt a little more... they came in closer… I could feel the lip of the helmet now…

CLENCH!

My fingers closed on something! Like the claw in those arcade games, clumsy and weak, but holding! I tried to maintain my kegel clench in what was becoming the weirdest maneuver of my life…

THRUST!

YESS! My arm jumped into nazi salute mode and ripped the helmet off my head with a jolt! I felt my hair tear and break as my arm pulled, and as soon as the helmet was free my body spazzed and the world went white.

Just for a moment.

As soon as I could see again I wiggled my fingers and laughed when they actually responded properly for once! Yes! Jess watched from across the room, eyeing the action, and the helmet, which landed on the other side of the bed with a bounce. I sighed, rubbing my hand over the back of my neck...

And I didn't feel the receiver.

It was gone! Had wearing the helmet released the control device?

I sat up with a start and spun around. There, sitting where I had been lying atop the blankets sat an innocent looking piece of metal. A hair stuck to it and greasy, but not on me! I was free!

I quickly snatched it up and hid it in my palm.

"What was that?" asked Jess, edging around to where the helmet sat on it's side. I ignored her question.

She kept edging around me, positioning herself closer to the helmet. Now I'd gotten it off, Jess clearly was going back to her original plan of taking over my body. I bet she was planning on shutting off my consciousness this time.

She didn't know I was free though.

Hah.

In a flash, she lunged for the helmet. I pretended to dive for it as well, landing behind her. She elbowed in front of me, putting herself between me and the helmet.

Perfect.

I shoved her hair out of the way...

...and slapped the receiver onto her neck.