Post by BadInfluence on Jan 17, 2019 8:49:42 GMT 9.5
He'd done enough for a day or two, lurking in the shadows as he struggled to maintain existence inside a dead body, each time it just seemed to go the same... He'd find a host but it wasn't quite the right... Fit... Within about twelve hours it would rot and decay rapidly, leaving him with a putrid meat sack to move around, and even that didn't last long as it dried out around him and he was forced to abandon it. This happened over and over again as he burned through them like matches, but each time he jumped a body he was able to learn more, understand even more of what was going on... Deeper secrets and intricacies that lay below the surface, things he used to his advantage, or rather well... The advantage of his kingdom. His son who he had thought was going to be a mold of his own image? Had turned out to be soft, just like his mother and that faggot of a son she bore him, utterly useless and he'd rather hand the kingdom over to one of his brothers rather than watch it be reduced to this piece loving sack of weakness.
First he'd signed the war declaration, shortly after he had managed to send of the cessation of trade with a smaller kingdom that would cease to exist without the support of Silverthorne, allowing it to become up for grabs that would start a bit of a small war in itself to access the mines there. He'd have to take a step back at that point thoughas he had burned through multiple bodies in the process and couldn't find another just yet, it was harder to have those accidents happen now that people were becoming aware of something... Not quite right. He searched high and low but was struggling to find the same luck that had been following him at first and he knew his time was short between bodies, the more he was without one the weaker he got, the harder it would be to jump into another one... But as he was cruising along he happened to find a rare streak of luck... Someone was playing with themselves quite heavily, dabbling in some of the drow drugs that were being sold by a few of the servants of the Navare house, and the moment of climax? Their heart stopped and he swooped in quick and easy, though for a few moments it took him a moment to get a grip on things, after all it was new...
Being in a Human Body...
Being in a Female human body...
Kit... Kit was the name of this body and he was surprised to find it so very easy to move. The person must have had a very weak will in life to be so malleable, but then again she wasn't exactly dead either, her heart had started right back up but there was so little fightin the soul it was easy as cake to take over the steering of their shared vehicle... Oh this was sooo much better, the buxom blond had curves in all the right places, things he used to his advantage as he seduced his way into locked rooms and the like... Oh it was gleeful really, being a woman was a good deal of fun, especailly if that woman was sexy and had a tight ass. She didn't seem to have an issue with what he was doing with her body either which lead him to believe this wasn't her first rodeo type of thing but hey, so long as the body didn't decay within a few hours he didn't mind at all. He'd gotten into his sons private chambers at that point and it was there he caught sight of a few rather curious documents, a certain commoner wasn't as common as first thought... Well well well... But that didn't mean he was about to take it lying down all the same... He had plans, wonderful ones and this little body was going to get him everything he needed and in style too. It took virtually nothing to set Aesons room ablaze, a bit of lamb oil accidentally spilt... Why, someone must have lit it and forgotten it... Such a simple but costly mistake... The bed catching fire first before it quickly spread along all those pretty papers and memorabilia... The flower withered in seconds and his stupid emo painting went next... Pictures of he and Ryker as children, him and his mother, him and Jacob... Love letters and peace treaties, national borders and trade agreements, weather patterns oh it all went up in a beautiful orange blaze before he'd walk out in his personal puppet to go and stir a few other things...
He knew who was here, knew their habits, their mannerisms of hunting... Just like he knew who Grace was and her reason for being in the castle and perhaps once upon a time? He probably would have loved breaking the bitch but he wasn't after that. No he was after what she had in her room, easy to rife through given that Grace was out getting wined and dined by several wealthy prospectors, spreading her web out just that but more... Vile bitch. All thoughts aside though he was able to locate what he was looking for, a nice vial's worth of it no less which he easily shoved into his tit wallet, easily seeing it vanish between plump mounds of flesh before he'd walk out like nothing had happened... The next part was going to be insanely tricky though, he had to spread it out, make sure it was bound to hit... He gathered up several gifts, a bottle of wine and whisky, a fruit basket, baked goods... Anything to tempt her appetite and a bit of that poison went into it all and if that should fail? He mixed the rest in with her toothpaste. There was no way she was going to make through the night without becoming totally incapacitated and he would be able to move forward with his next plan of action...
First he'd signed the war declaration, shortly after he had managed to send of the cessation of trade with a smaller kingdom that would cease to exist without the support of Silverthorne, allowing it to become up for grabs that would start a bit of a small war in itself to access the mines there. He'd have to take a step back at that point thoughas he had burned through multiple bodies in the process and couldn't find another just yet, it was harder to have those accidents happen now that people were becoming aware of something... Not quite right. He searched high and low but was struggling to find the same luck that had been following him at first and he knew his time was short between bodies, the more he was without one the weaker he got, the harder it would be to jump into another one... But as he was cruising along he happened to find a rare streak of luck... Someone was playing with themselves quite heavily, dabbling in some of the drow drugs that were being sold by a few of the servants of the Navare house, and the moment of climax? Their heart stopped and he swooped in quick and easy, though for a few moments it took him a moment to get a grip on things, after all it was new...
Being in a Human Body...
Being in a Female human body...
Kit... Kit was the name of this body and he was surprised to find it so very easy to move. The person must have had a very weak will in life to be so malleable, but then again she wasn't exactly dead either, her heart had started right back up but there was so little fightin the soul it was easy as cake to take over the steering of their shared vehicle... Oh this was sooo much better, the buxom blond had curves in all the right places, things he used to his advantage as he seduced his way into locked rooms and the like... Oh it was gleeful really, being a woman was a good deal of fun, especailly if that woman was sexy and had a tight ass. She didn't seem to have an issue with what he was doing with her body either which lead him to believe this wasn't her first rodeo type of thing but hey, so long as the body didn't decay within a few hours he didn't mind at all. He'd gotten into his sons private chambers at that point and it was there he caught sight of a few rather curious documents, a certain commoner wasn't as common as first thought... Well well well... But that didn't mean he was about to take it lying down all the same... He had plans, wonderful ones and this little body was going to get him everything he needed and in style too. It took virtually nothing to set Aesons room ablaze, a bit of lamb oil accidentally spilt... Why, someone must have lit it and forgotten it... Such a simple but costly mistake... The bed catching fire first before it quickly spread along all those pretty papers and memorabilia... The flower withered in seconds and his stupid emo painting went next... Pictures of he and Ryker as children, him and his mother, him and Jacob... Love letters and peace treaties, national borders and trade agreements, weather patterns oh it all went up in a beautiful orange blaze before he'd walk out in his personal puppet to go and stir a few other things...
He knew who was here, knew their habits, their mannerisms of hunting... Just like he knew who Grace was and her reason for being in the castle and perhaps once upon a time? He probably would have loved breaking the bitch but he wasn't after that. No he was after what she had in her room, easy to rife through given that Grace was out getting wined and dined by several wealthy prospectors, spreading her web out just that but more... Vile bitch. All thoughts aside though he was able to locate what he was looking for, a nice vial's worth of it no less which he easily shoved into his tit wallet, easily seeing it vanish between plump mounds of flesh before he'd walk out like nothing had happened... The next part was going to be insanely tricky though, he had to spread it out, make sure it was bound to hit... He gathered up several gifts, a bottle of wine and whisky, a fruit basket, baked goods... Anything to tempt her appetite and a bit of that poison went into it all and if that should fail? He mixed the rest in with her toothpaste. There was no way she was going to make through the night without becoming totally incapacitated and he would be able to move forward with his next plan of action...