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Lars's ghostly form headed first towards the nervous maid, thinking that it would be easier to first possess the weaker of the two targets. Diving towards her stomach, Lars felt himself seize up and his body clench as he phased into her. Julia froze and gasped as her body started to involuntarily shake. She couldn't control herself, it felt as if something was moving inside of her, reaching up into her mind. Argrim watched intently as the young maid fell to her knees, groaning and with her hands clutching her head.
Meanwhile, Lars found himself in white plain. He didn't know where exactly he was, but everything hurt. He could feel some invisible force pushing against him, like the wind, trying to force him out. Wherever he was, he didn't belong here. But he couldn't leave, he had a job to do. Suddenly, images started to form around Lars. Pictures of things and people who Lars did not know filtered past him. He saw stuffed toys, pink rooms, the Royal Palace, china tea cups and a maid's outfit. He then saw Julia. The maid looked small, like a little girl, and she clung onto a doll that looked oddly like the King's son Prince James. Lars frowned, he must be inside of Julia's mind. Despite the forces trying to pushing him back, Lars instinctively felt the need to reach out a touch the young mental image of Julia. Gritting his teeth and soldiering on through the pain, Lars stretched out his ghostly fingers and brushed the tip of one against the maid's forehead.
As he did so, Julia shuddered and her eyes went blank. Gasping in shock, she fell back, losing consciousness. Inside her mind, Lars was consumed by a blinding flash of white.
Slowly, Lars opened his eyes. He had an unbelievable headache. Groaning quietly, he looked down and paused. He was looking down at a pair of small and dainty hands. Gradually, he drew his eyes away from these unfamiliar appendages and stared at Argrim and the confused guard. Then, Lars turned his head and looked towards a mirror that stood to his right. Staring back at him was the mousy expression of Julia the maid. Tentatively, Lars reached up and stroke his hair, watching as Julia in the mirror did the same, brushing a petite hand over her blonde bun. Blushing, he then looked down to see two budding breasts rising from his chest and he felt a palpable emptiness between his legs.
'Lars, is that you?' Asked the wizard gently.
Lars's attention turned back to Argrim and he tried to speak, only to put off my how high and whispery his voice now sounded. 'Yes..sir. It-it's me. W-what should I do now?'.
Lars could see the wizard's eyes light up with joy. Apparently the first test was a success. 'Very good, Lars. You've done very well. Now, try leaving that body and possess the next subject.'
'Wait, what? Possession?' Asked the Guard, still fairly confused. 'What the hell is this?!'
Argrim waved a hand dismissively, and by some magic spell the Guard became subdue and silent.
Slowing his breathing, Lars tried to imagine leaving this body. He willed himself to exit, and pass on to the next form. Gradually, he could feel his soul starting to tug and pull away from Julia's form. But, then the pain returned. It was stronger than ever, and Lars could again feel that invisible force, except this time it was pushing him inwards, forcing him to remain inside Julia's body. Every time he strained and tried to leave Julia's body, it felt as he was being torn apart. Gasping, Lars opened his eyes, breaking his concentration. The pain had simply been too much for him. 'I can't Argrim!' He whined. 'I can't do it. The pain...it's just too much. I feel so weak.'
Seeing the maid shaking and cold sweat dripping down her face, Argrim rushed to her side. 'It's ok Lars, it's ok. I'd have been really surprised if you'd mastered this body hopping on the first try. Let's take a break. Rest up for now. Try and regain your strength.'
Lars calmed himself, wiping the sweat away from his brow with his dainty hands. After an hour's rest, Lars tried again, but he still felt himself be pushed back, forced to stay confined within Julia's body.
Shaking his head, Argrim motioned for the Guard to leave, wiping the man's memory of the event as he exited the room. Stroking his long beard the old wizard then sat down, pondering over several tomes. 'I think that's enough practice for today.'
Lars shot up. 'What do you mean?' He yelled in his quiet voice. 'I'm still trapped in this maid's body, remember?'
Argrim rose his hand reassuringly. 'I know it's frustrating, Lars. But these things take time and patience. You're exhausted, you need a good day's rest at least. Besides, being in a woman's body for just one day won't be so bad. I need to consult some texts, perhaps something there's something that can help us in them.' Standing up, the wizard stretched out his ancient limbs with a creak. 'I suggest you go home, whether Julia lives. Keep a low profile though, we can't let anyone know what we're doing here. I don't need to remind you that this sort of magic would not be looked upon kindly by the rest of the populace.'
Lars was about to protest but Argrim simply waved a hand and Lars suddenly found himself standing outside the wizard's study; the door behind him was locked. Tugging nervously at his maid dress, Lars slowly took a couple of steps. This body definitely felt weird. It was weaker, smaller and much slimmer that his actually form. Compared to his old muscular self, Julia felt like a shivering flower, ready to be blown over by any strong breeze.
Eyes darting nervously down the hallway, the young maid crept into the corridor. Julia had a room in the servant's quarters. All Lars needed to do was get there, lock the door and remain inside until tomorrow. At first light, he'd go back to Argrim and get this mess all sorted out.
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1. Lars doesn't get very far when suddenly, he is confronted by an overseer and told to clean a room.
2. Lars successfully makes it to Julia's quarters without being seen and locks the door behind him.
3. Lars is suddenly confronted by the Queen and is told that Julia is too accompany the young princess Bella into the city.
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Meanwhile, Lars found himself in white plain. He didn't know where exactly he was, but everything hurt. He could feel some invisible force pushing against him, like the wind, trying to force him out. Wherever he was, he didn't belong here. But he couldn't leave, he had a job to do. Suddenly, images started to form around Lars. Pictures of things and people who Lars did not know filtered past him. He saw stuffed toys, pink rooms, the Royal Palace, china tea cups and a maid's outfit. He then saw Julia. The maid looked small, like a little girl, and she clung onto a doll that looked oddly like the King's son Prince James. Lars frowned, he must be inside of Julia's mind. Despite the forces trying to pushing him back, Lars instinctively felt the need to reach out a touch the young mental image of Julia. Gritting his teeth and soldiering on through the pain, Lars stretched out his ghostly fingers and brushed the tip of one against the maid's forehead.
As he did so, Julia shuddered and her eyes went blank. Gasping in shock, she fell back, losing consciousness. Inside her mind, Lars was consumed by a blinding flash of white.
Slowly, Lars opened his eyes. He had an unbelievable headache. Groaning quietly, he looked down and paused. He was looking down at a pair of small and dainty hands. Gradually, he drew his eyes away from these unfamiliar appendages and stared at Argrim and the confused guard. Then, Lars turned his head and looked towards a mirror that stood to his right. Staring back at him was the mousy expression of Julia the maid. Tentatively, Lars reached up and stroke his hair, watching as Julia in the mirror did the same, brushing a petite hand over her blonde bun. Blushing, he then looked down to see two budding breasts rising from his chest and he felt a palpable emptiness between his legs.
'Lars, is that you?' Asked the wizard gently.
Lars's attention turned back to Argrim and he tried to speak, only to put off my how high and whispery his voice now sounded. 'Yes..sir. It-it's me. W-what should I do now?'.
Lars could see the wizard's eyes light up with joy. Apparently the first test was a success. 'Very good, Lars. You've done very well. Now, try leaving that body and possess the next subject.'
'Wait, what? Possession?' Asked the Guard, still fairly confused. 'What the hell is this?!'
Argrim waved a hand dismissively, and by some magic spell the Guard became subdue and silent.
Slowing his breathing, Lars tried to imagine leaving this body. He willed himself to exit, and pass on to the next form. Gradually, he could feel his soul starting to tug and pull away from Julia's form. But, then the pain returned. It was stronger than ever, and Lars could again feel that invisible force, except this time it was pushing him inwards, forcing him to remain inside Julia's body. Every time he strained and tried to leave Julia's body, it felt as he was being torn apart. Gasping, Lars opened his eyes, breaking his concentration. The pain had simply been too much for him. 'I can't Argrim!' He whined. 'I can't do it. The pain...it's just too much. I feel so weak.'
Seeing the maid shaking and cold sweat dripping down her face, Argrim rushed to her side. 'It's ok Lars, it's ok. I'd have been really surprised if you'd mastered this body hopping on the first try. Let's take a break. Rest up for now. Try and regain your strength.'
Lars calmed himself, wiping the sweat away from his brow with his dainty hands. After an hour's rest, Lars tried again, but he still felt himself be pushed back, forced to stay confined within Julia's body.
Shaking his head, Argrim motioned for the Guard to leave, wiping the man's memory of the event as he exited the room. Stroking his long beard the old wizard then sat down, pondering over several tomes. 'I think that's enough practice for today.'
Lars shot up. 'What do you mean?' He yelled in his quiet voice. 'I'm still trapped in this maid's body, remember?'
Argrim rose his hand reassuringly. 'I know it's frustrating, Lars. But these things take time and patience. You're exhausted, you need a good day's rest at least. Besides, being in a woman's body for just one day won't be so bad. I need to consult some texts, perhaps something there's something that can help us in them.' Standing up, the wizard stretched out his ancient limbs with a creak. 'I suggest you go home, whether Julia lives. Keep a low profile though, we can't let anyone know what we're doing here. I don't need to remind you that this sort of magic would not be looked upon kindly by the rest of the populace.'
Lars was about to protest but Argrim simply waved a hand and Lars suddenly found himself standing outside the wizard's study; the door behind him was locked. Tugging nervously at his maid dress, Lars slowly took a couple of steps. This body definitely felt weird. It was weaker, smaller and much slimmer that his actually form. Compared to his old muscular self, Julia felt like a shivering flower, ready to be blown over by any strong breeze.
Eyes darting nervously down the hallway, the young maid crept into the corridor. Julia had a room in the servant's quarters. All Lars needed to do was get there, lock the door and remain inside until tomorrow. At first light, he'd go back to Argrim and get this mess all sorted out.
~
1. Lars doesn't get very far when suddenly, he is confronted by an overseer and told to clean a room.
2. Lars successfully makes it to Julia's quarters without being seen and locks the door behind him.
3. Lars is suddenly confronted by the Queen and is told that Julia is too accompany the young princess Bella into the city.
~
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