"Feel your breasts" Pursha speaks. "Play with them. Feel how sensitive they are. Touch the nipples."
You feel trapped and helpless to Pursha's wishes. 'What have I gotten myself into', you think.
Unable to control his actions, Aaralon begins to play with his breasts. Slowly at first he touches them, almost scared to believe that they are his. The pleasure he feels confirms his fears. His mind is really trapped in Winna's body. Aaralon always desired to be with Winna, but this was never in his plans. As his thoughts reflect back upon his desires, the stimulation of his breasts causes a strange feeling to overcome him.
"I feel strange' he states out loud. "Do you like the feelings my dear pet", Pursha muses.
"Yes", he feebly states. "Wh.. Why are you doing this to me?" "Return my mind to my body and I will help yo..you." Aaralon tries to concentrate on speaking, but is distracted by these newfound pleasures.
"Oh I'm afraid not." Pursha spoke in her husky velvety tone. "You are mine now." "Poor weak Aaralon, you thought you could control me! Pursha, queen of the succubae! "NOW YOU SHALL LEARN MY WAYS!"
Aaralon cringes inwardly at the thoughts of what she has in mind; banishment, a life of servitude, or worse, sex with men to steal their souls. These thoughts made Aaralon weak, just as his hands pleasuring his breasts mad him feel strange. It was a pleasurable strange feeling, yet alien to Aaralon's mind.
But not to Winna's mind. Somewhere deep in the recesses of this tortured soul lies the mind of Winna. It cries out for the pleasure it longs to feel.
The alien feelings grow stronger for Aaralon.
"Touch your pussy Aaralon.� Pursha commands, "Touch it!"
Aaralon, trying to resist, touches his womanhood for the first time with ginger fingers.
"Yes", Aaralon moans, unable to control these feelings.
'Yes', the mind of Winna echoes.
Needing no further urging from Pursha, Aaralon continues on his own, fully reveling in the wonderful feelings that his body is giving him.
"Ohhhhh" "Ohhhhh" "Ooooooo Yesss"
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