My best friend - Part 1 (Patreon)

Abigail stood in front of the mirror, carefully applying makeup to her face. She was getting ready for a special date with Scotty, and she wanted to look her best. But as she worked on her appearance, she heard a voice in her head. It was Shannon, her best friend who had passed away nearly six months ago in a car accident.

Shannon had been with Abigail all her life, always cheering her on and making her smile. Even though she was physically gone, Abigail could still feel her presence. And now, Shannon was back, experiencing life all over again through Abigail. She remembered how afraid she was when she heard Shannon’s voice from beyond the mortal realm during the funeral, but when she asked if she could stick around, Abigail voluntarily brought her into her life.

And as Abigail put on her lipstick, she realized that she didn’t regret her presence. She loved Shannon and actually let her control her body every now and then. Shannon's voice became more excited the closer the clock ticked to six o’ clock. “He’s going to love you. I … no, he’s going to love US! I can’t wait to see his face - this is the first time he’s taking us someplace fancy.”

Abigail smiled, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. She knew this was an incredible opportunity for Shannon to experience life again, and she was honored to be her vessel. "I can't wait either," she said, speaking to Shannon in her head.

When she was finally ready, Abigail put on her nicest dress and looked in the mirror. She felt beautiful, and Shannon's voice in her head agreed. "You look amazing, Abby! Scotty is going to be blown away," she said. “God, you know, I’ve always been jealous of you.”

“What do you mean?”

Shannon laughed. “You’ve always had that body that was perfect for whatever you wore. I could never pull it off. I could never wear half the things you wear.”

Abigail took a deep breath and left the apartment, feeling Shannon's excitement building inside of her. Sharing her body with her friend always left her body’s emotions conflicted. On some days, she’d be overly anxious, and other times she’d be unbelievably turned on. Abigail walked down the street to wear a familiar silver Mustang drove up beside the curb. A smile immediately stretched over her lips.

“Did you want to take control?” Shannon asked.

She nodded at Scotty. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to experience the date this time. But you can have as much sex as you’d like tonight.” Abigail giggled and entered the car.