Taken by my evil aunt - Part 1 (Patreon)

Allison's fascination with the magical arts had always been her well-guarded secret. Mysteries of the unknown had pulled at her heartstrings, leading her down pathways that twisted into the unseen realms of magic. Her interests were wide and varied, but nothing intrigued her more than possession magic, a dark and dangerous craft that required both skill and an unrelenting will.

Years before her death, Allison had crafted a pair of magical earrings, their glittering stones infused with enchantments known only to the most skilled witches. These earrings were her link to the world of the living, a conduit through which she could reach out and grasp at life once again.

Her young and impressionable niece, Marie, had become the unintended target of her ambitions. Marie had always admired her aunt's exquisite taste in jewelry, especially the mesmerizing earrings that seemed to dance with a light of their own. When Allison passed away, the earrings were left to Marie as a part of her inheritance, a gift that seemed innocuous but was laden with intent.

As Marie wore the earrings, their magical connection grew stronger, intertwining their souls in a slow dance that spanned months. Marie was oblivious to the hidden forces at play, cherishing the earrings as a memory of her beloved aunt. Little did she know that with each day, the grip of possession tightened around her.

The family vacation provided the perfect opportunity for Allison to act. Surrounded by loved ones and distant from prying eyes, Marie's youthful and beautiful body became an irresistible temptation. The dead aunt's desire to live again overpowered any reservations, and she began to fight for control, her ethereal fingers reaching out to claim what she believed was rightfully hers.

Marie's body twitched and writhed as the struggle commenced. A foreign presence invaded her mind, pushing against her will and threatening to overrun her very essence. Panic set in as she realized something unnatural was occurring, but she had no frame of reference to understand what it was. The sensation was alien, terrifying, and inescapable.

Allison's experience with possession magic gave her the upper hand. She knew how to navigate the labyrinth of the human mind, suppressing thoughts and emotions, slowly gaining full control. Marie's screams and pleas resonated only within her consciousness, unheard by anyone around her. The terror in her eyes was mistaken for illness by the family, who were unaware of the supernatural battle unfolding before them.

With each passing moment, Marie's resistance weakened, and Allison's influence grew. The young girl's beautiful curves, her lively spirit, and the potential of a life unlived were now in Allison's grasp, a second chance at life that she would not relinquish. Marie's consciousness was pushed to the farthest reaches of her aunt’s mind, a helpless observer trapped within her own body. She watched in horror as her aunt, now in control, began to live her life.