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Vignette's of a Narcissist The Son

Author: @Kurosuke โ€ข Published: 2020-12-27 โ€ข Length: 1175 words โ€ข โ™ฅ 66 likes โ€ข ๐Ÿ“š Series: Part 1 of 2 โ€ข ๐ŸŒ View on OpenTGC โ†—
Vignette's of a Narcissist The Son

Bryan was my dad... and my Mom. My mom sat me down when I turned 18 and with a heavy sigh she found my eyes with hers and said it, "I'm your father... well, a fraction of his mind at least, he infects whoever he wants with... himself, and they slowly become him in mind, or quickly... it really depends on his mood" She explained it all, Great Aunt Jenny, Uncle Mike's wife, all of them. She went on to say that I might have the power too, and that I had to learn to control it.

I rushed out to find my dad, I had to know, I just had to. He agreed, gave me a list of every single woman who was technically him. What a thrilling idea, his mind controlling women for sex, pleasure... everything. He said that his pleasure from it was that he knew the experiences of a woman or something, perverted which is expected but not something I would be interested in.

He gave me the run down, lock eyes, a soft touch and hold eye contact, feel a tendril of sorts and... it should work. I knew exactly what I should do, the hot tiktok girl. I'd followed her on social media and... admittedly, found her in my town and followed her a little more seriously, but that's not important, my dad just said the more I liked her, the more easily I could take her. He gave me a gruff chuckle, "Shit, maybe even try a take over from a remote location... what's that app again? Tik tac? Tok tik? Whatever you try, just let your old man know when it works" I smirked, getting up, "I'm gonna go find a new girl, you've got me excited" He chuckled, leaving me in my room alone.

I knew Tiktok had shit security, and I knew Rose would have her phone nearby... I bypassed the security on the app, and launched her camera, easy as fuck. I was looking at her through her phone camera, eyeing her hungrily, waiting for her to notice her phone had turned on, she glanced at the screen and I felt it, and intense rush of my mind, catching hers suddenly, but she reflexsively looked away, but I had enough of myself in her to pull her back to staring at me. I could feel the tendrils, black and gold coloured arcs and crackles of energy flooding through the computer and her phone, plunging into her eyes and ears, I felt some part of me fading, a seperate consciousness ripping out of me, and into her, but something was... wrong. I felt my own vision fading, felt my entire self being pulled through into her, I was the consciousness chosen to be flung into her.

I let out a gasp, feeling the tight, shiny purple top wrapped around my waist and breasts, soft hair tickling the back of my neck, and a short skirt barely covering my thighs, it was hard to look away from the mirror, but the sight of myself did distract me. "Shit..." Iwhispered, not of my own choice. "Is that... Chris... no that's me." Rose said puzzled, eyeing the now visible boy on the otherside of the screen, "Fuck." She gasped, something was off. She knew she was him, but she had no idea what had happened, just that there was a growing, desperate sopping in her panties, "Fuck... I need you" Rose's sweet whimpered, eyeing the screen with all she had, "I'm... getting ready and coming over." The boy on the screen smiled, "Good girl." He said, making her mind light up with happiness and arousal.

I need to show dad.

Rose knew she had to send a photo to her dad, well... Chris dad. She slammed the number into a contact under, (Dad) Bryan, hopefully no one looked into that. She stepped away from the mirror and into her wardrobe, eyeing all the clothing, it was a familiar, yet foreign sight. She stepped in and found a bra, black and with pads for push up, squeezing the soft underwear, she grinned to herself and ran her tongue over her lips, licking them softly, "Fuck... those taste like candy..." She grabbed a green top and stepped back to the mirror, tugging the purple top off her chest with a gasp, "Oh fuck... tits." She giggled, "I've had these forever but they just... look so good" She unhooked the bra from her chest and slowly slid it off, taking her time and enjoying the tease, her thighs rubbing together with a wet, slick drip trailing down her thighs. She caught herself with a sigh, resetting a little, and grabbed the push up bra, clasping it onto herself, and then grabbing the green tank top, going to the mirror and recording a TikTok, not to post, but to send to his dad.

She fluffed her hair and made herself pretty, before making some sillier faces and giggles, sending the video off to her father, first recieving back a thumbs up emoji, followed by a video of his Dad making out with a model, "Such a fucking perv..." she whispered, running a hand down her chest, over her stomach and around to her hip, "Ahh... I think I need something more..." Suddenly she felt a head ache forming, clenching her eyes shut and groaning softly, the arks and tendrils of black and gold spilling from her ears, before turning a shade of pink and white, and diving down her throat, it took what felt like hours, as she stood in the room, unable to move, gagging around the strange tendrils until they stopped, feeling herself change again.

Fuck. More control to me... thank god

Chris now had more control over Rose, he felt more like her, and Rose was more an assistant in his head. He went to the wardrobe again, a much different emotion washing over her, "This is hot as fuck, I can try on whatever I want on this body... on my body." A perverted smirk crept across her pretty face, "You mean our body?" Rose's mouth suddenly said, Rose had control, just a little. "I'm not going to fight you, baby, but I just wanna make sure you don't make a fool of us... speaking of us, I want more, more in our little mental network, that's what it is, right?"

"Yeah... a network." Chris said with Rose's sweet voice, he got changed again, Rose's panties soaked and warm, needed to be replaced, "Wait." Rose said, "Take Kayley" Rose grabbed her phone and texted the girl, "Hey babe! Come over I wanna hang xoxo", Send. She agreed, she'd be there soon...


This cap was inspired by, and asked for permission from NyxAnthology, if you enjoyed this, Nyx's versions are much much better IMO, but any feed back on my version is appreciated!