The Obsessive Neighbor
We were having sex in the bathroom when there was a noise outside. My husband said, "What’s that noise outside?"
I said "It’s that guy next door who’s obsessed with me… it’s creepy how he keeps sayng he IS me!"
“Jeeze… I should just beat the crap out of him and make him stop bugging us!”
“No… don’t do that! He just needs… help… maybe we can call someone and they can see how crazy he is?”
“You’re way too nice… but that's why I love you! You were getting so scared of him and I was worried about you, I’m glad you’re not scared of him anymore, but… you know I got that offer to take that job out of the country… we can just leave him behind and just live our lives… would you like that baby?”
“Starting over where HE can never reach us? Just you and me, Snugglebear! Mmmm… yes… I’d love that!”
Poor little Hannah… trapped in my body and watching me take over her life completely! I know, I’m evil, but I love being her so much! I love having her soft breasts, her long hair, her deep wet pussy… and I L-O-V-E the way her husband fucks me in this body! He’s so sweet, but sooooo clueless.
I don’t really want to leave here… leave the life she built that I stole… but I don’t want to give up this body and life, and my ‘Snugglebear’ is going to get suspicious if that ‘crazy guy’ keeps coming around… mmmm…. I’ll still might call the cops and have ‘him’ committed… I’d love to see her ‘cured’ of her ‘delusion’ and become me completely…. God I’m evil…. And I love it!