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"You have beautiful skin," Bob said to the blonde at the bar.

"Sweet talker. I'm Brandy," she said.

"I'm entranced," Bob replied as he ran his finger along her arm. "Can I try it on?"

"Uh, no!"

Bob frowned and dropped a roofie in her appletini. She finished the drink and started to walk away but the drug was taking effect. Bob offered to escort her home.

"415 West Main," she mumbled. He flagged a taxi and they were soon at her place. Bob helped her into the apartment.

"I don't take no for an answer," Bob said as he yanked her spirit out and threw it against the wall. He slithered out of his host and into her body, his spirit flowing through her.

He shoved her wilting spirit into his former host then guided the body out the door. He hailed a cab and gave the driver $100 to take his old body to the homeless shelter.

Bob went back inside, undressed and stood in front of a full-length mirror. He smiled as he ran his hand over his new host, enjoying the feeling of her skin and feminine form. "A perfect fit. I think I'll keep it."

© March 2, 2011
Bob is looking for a new host. Will Brandy give her body up willingly?
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