Brandon rested in his prison cell, staring up at the ceiling. He had been locked up for months, and the monotony of his days was starting to weigh on him. But today was different, his friend had snuck in a small book for him to read.
As he flipped through the pages, Brandon realized that it was a spell book. He had always been fascinated by the occult, and the idea of using magic to escape his prison cell was too tempting to resist. He read through the spells carefully, noting the various ingredients that he would need to gather. But one spell caught his eye, an astral projection spell that would allow his mind to leave his body and travel through the cell bars.
Without hesitation, Brandon began to recite the incantations, focusing all of his energy on the spell. As he spoke the final words, he felt a strange sensation wash over him, and suddenly he was floating above his body. He was amazed as he looked down at himself, still lying on his cot. But in the end, he had done it - he had successfully projected his astral form.
Excited by his newfound ability, Brandon began to explore the prison. He moved through the cell bars, spying on the other inmates as they went about their daily routine. He was amazed by the things he saw and heard, things that he would never have known if he had been confined to his cell.
As he traveled through the prison, Brandon realized that he had another power. He could move objects, just like a real ghost. He experimented with this ability, moving cups and books around his cell. He was filled with a sense of excitement and wonder as he realized the potential of his new abilities.
But as the hours passed, Brandon began to feel a sense of unease. He knew that he needed to return to his body before it was too late. He concentrated on his physical form, but before he could slip back inside of him, he suddenly found himself in a locker room. He let out a surprised moan, and to his surprise, a feminine voice emerged from his lips.
His eyes widened the moment he saw his reflection in the mirror. He had become one of the female administrators at the prison. A naughty smile crept over his lips when he realized that he was now Tammie Lawrence. She was an unbelievably attractive woman, and the thought of actually being in her was sending delirious thoughts to his head.
Dizzy with a strong desire to play with himself, he took a deep breath and locked the locker room doorway. Ripples of throbbing heat were flowing through him, and he had a feeling he was going to be here a while. But that got him thinking - if he could possess people, then getting out of prison was going to be a piece of cake. “I’ll figure that part out after I test this body out.”
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