Possession

A pendant catches your eye in an antique shop. It couldn't hurt to put it on. Could it?

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The musty air of the antique shop was filling your nose. Your friend had left you whilst they haggled, so what could you do but wait? And it wasn’t like it was boring. There were a lot of cool things in here. Like the pendant that had just caught your eye.

Hanging from a small stand. It was pretty, shining in the lights. Catching them and redirecting them. You came closer. It did look so nice. And there was a mirror next to it. It wouldn’t hurt to try on quickly. Right? No one would even need to know.

You picked it up, opened the clasp, and then closed it around your neck. It felt good to wear. Right, even. Like it belonged, hanging down over your chest. You looked in the mirror. Gosh it did look good on you. More than that, you looked good in it. Even more so than usual.

“Yes… You are a pretty thing.”

You started, looking around. But no one was there.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’m just… A friend, here to tell you how good you look, wearing me.”

As the voice complimented you, you felt a small tinge of pleasure flow into your body. But still, this felt wrong, strange, un-

“Calm down pet. It’s okay. Let me just tell you a few things, before you decide to take me off…”

Instinctively, your body relaxed. You could take it off after the voice had talked to you. If you wanted to. And as you stood there, and listened, you found that it felt so good to listen.

And before long you were hanging off of the voice’s every word, as it explained that because you looked so good, you deserved to feel good, and it could help with that, all that you needed to do was listen and obey it’s instructions. Let it take control.

You could do that. Couldn’t you? Let the voice take control? It would be so easy. You could just nod your head, like a good pet. And you did. The motion sent shivers of arousal running down your spine. And then another sensation. One of detachment. More pleasure leaving you blind.

Helpless, as you felt your body, very faintly, moving through the aisles. Hear your own voice, asking your friend if they wouldn’t mind throwing the necklace in with the other things they were buying. And then you could see, as the fog of arousal lifted for a moment.

Your friend’s face was slightly blank, confused. They looked so cute like that. More than cute. Hot. How had you never noticed that before? You were holding the pendant up, off of your chest to show them. “Come on… Please? Hey, I’ll pay you back later, yeah?”

As they nodded, still looking slightly blank, the arousal rushed back in, and you were left, unaware of the outside world, trapped in your own body. The voice reassured you that you could share control sometimes. You were both going to have some fun.