Life as a Diva

“Thanks to my friend Olga’s possession potion, I was able to possess Elaina here, and return to the concert stage. I used to just care about the music, and the passion of the piano. But having Elena’s pretty young body has changed me. I've grown into a diva, requiring expensive clothes and pampering from my managers and those around me.

And, I crave sex all the time, like a drug. This body can’t get enough of it. I don't know if it some remnant of Elena’s personality, or a thing just of this fine body, but I crave it, particularly before a recital. I've started hiding lovers in my dressing room, and being late to rehearsal. Every city brings a new man to drink dry.

So, what do I plan to do? Extend my tour of course. I never realized what I was missing as a man. And Elaina draws a certain kind of passionate young lover, these men who wish to be close to a goddess. They are vital and strong, and give me so much. Who am I to not give them all a chance to bow at my feet? Life as a great diva is crazy, but it is also very good.”

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Rush to Judgement

"I was just weeks from retirement, ready to put away my shield and take my broken down body off to wherever old cops with no family and a two pack a day habit go to die. Then my partner took a bullet from a perp and I found her dead on the floor of his apartment.

That's when the old coin Madame Olga had pushed on me the week before came into play. I didn't use to believe in magic, but using the medallion to swap lives with my dead partner sure made me change my mind.

Now the hot Detective Rush has a collar rate that's through the roof. I've made a specialty of solving Cold Cases; after all when you know someone who really can do a real working séance, it makes finding out who did what to whom pretty easy.

Now if I can just get my hot Latin partner into bed, I'll have this female detective thing working on all cylinders. I always fantasized about sex with handcuffs; I just never figured I'd be on this side of it."

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Faithful Servant

"Janice, I'm sorry to leave you like this, but possession spells don't last forever. I'm sure you'll come to and wonder how you got here, and what you did during your little blackout. You'll probably go and ask your maid or you loyal butler Jarvis to fill you in on the last three days. Maybe you'll even seek out a doctor and have some test run.

Not to worry your pretty little head. Old Jarvis will make sure that everything turns out all right. You'll get just the help you need. Your fears will be allied, and you'll have a nice sedative to relax you, and lower your defenses for next time.

After serving your family faithfully for 35 years, I think it's only fair to borrow your hot little body and wear the skirts in this family so to speak. I plan to possess you at least a couple of more times while we go and raise the cash for Madame Olga's fee. Soon I'll have enough so that I can buy a permanent possession potion.

Then, I promise all your blackouts and odd feelings will end. That will be better for both of us. Old Jarvis will serve you faithfully and well, right up until the end.”

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Assuming Her Life

“Hey, call me a scumbag, but I was looking for a new life and I managed to find one. I was a private detective with no life, no family, and little health left. I worked a missing person’s case to find Becky, a pretty brunette with a nice trust fund, hooked up with the wrong crowd. I got a hold of some of her personal items left behind and went to see my friend Madame Olga. The old gal gave me a spell to track her across the country, and loaned me her medallion for emergencies.

I found Becky, dead with her boyfriend as a burn victim Jane Doe in a Detroit potter’s field. No one had matched her to an east coast girl whose parents were looking for her. With no ID found with the body, I could see why.

Seeing my chance, I used Becky’s personal items with the medallion to become her. I had enough surface memories to pull it off, and this girl was headed for a posh life. I learned enough of her story in Detroit to fill in the blanks, and arranged for her reunion with her folks. I played it as the contrite little girl who’d learned her lesson.

Now, I have a new life with a healthy young body and an impending Trust Fund to help pay the bills. Becky may not have appreciated her old life, but I certainly do. If you looked as hot as I do now, you would too.

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