Chapter 31: Smooth as Tile

At that moment, the soul that had possessed Michael’s body was feeling this new entity with amazement and a strange ecstasy..

The hands went on gripping the body’s shoulders and pressing on them with force and greed, as if it could not believe that it had returned to breathe and move again in the midst of the living world!

"Ah.. the feeling of recovering the body and its return to life is something extremely wonderful!.."

The soul closed Michael’s eyes for a short time, then inhaled a massive amount of air filled with the scent of the closed suite, and exhaled it with vast relief while feeling an unjust tranquility creeping into its corners.

Meanwhile, Michael’s original consciousness was trapped in a deep mental darkness, seeing and hearing everything taking place through the perspective without possessing the ability to move a single finger!

He was possessed by a raging anger and a fierce desire to curse this malicious soul and revile it with the most hideous insults, but he remained watching helplessly and without power or strength.

On the other side of the bed, Elliot’s body began moving in an unconventional and suspicious manner; as the hands of the hybrid body went on squeezing the chest area in a provocative and vulgar way that made the trapped Michael incapable of even commenting from the horror of the scene!

The soul possessing Elliot began complaining and whispering in an impudent tone having no relation to Elliot:

"Damn it.. this girl’s body is very strange! Her chest is extremely small in a way that calls for mockery.. it seems her nipples are small as well to the point that I don’t feel their existence at all, nor does this body seem sensitive or capable of being aroused as it should!"

It was crystal clear that that soul residing in Elliot’s body was nothing but the soul of a licentious, whorish woman to say such crude words without the slightest shame or modesty! And with the strange, repulsive swaying of Elliot’s body, the soul possessing Michael licked its lips with its tongue in a manner that aroused disgust and loathing.

"But it is extremely delicious anyway.. I adore tomboy forms, they seem extremely delicious!"

Elliot’s body straightened in its sitting posture, and the soul shifted the pupils of the hybrid body to stare directly toward Michael standing opposite it.

"And you too.. you look just like a captivating girl! I have never seen a demon carrying such overwhelming femininity before.. it seems this night will be an extremely exciting and enjoyable experience.. oh!"

Elliot’s hybrid hand moved immediately toward the sensitive private area, and it was obvious that the soul was planning to direct its palm toward the female area to press and squeeze it aiming to arouse a surge of living pleasure.

However, as soon as the palm touched that area with extreme force, while the soul was expecting the flow of the usual sensation, it faced the worst and strangest joke whose possibility of happening had never crossed its mind!

It pressed with its expert fingers in places supposed to detonate the bodily response, but after three full seconds under the gaze of the trapped Michael who was following the focus in amazement, the soul found nothing!

The soul residing in Elliot screamed in panic and amazement:

"What the hell is this?! Where is this girl’s vagina?!"

Naturally, that possessing soul had never expected this comical possibility at all; its palm went on feeling that area inch by inch and centimeter by centimeter, finding nothing except a completely smooth and flat surface like tile!

The soul could not believe what its senses were embodying; so it stood up immediately from the bed, and with light, eager speed, it pulled down the loose pants that Elliot was wearing, then pulled down the body’s underwear.. and what met its eyes was something that made its mouth gape in absolute amazement and disbelief at what it was seeing!

The soul possessing Elliot stood completely shocked as it looked down at the area..

Nothing!

Completely empty without the slightest detail!

However, the licentious soul possessing Michael’s body did not comprehend the strangeness of the situation or understand the predicament at all; rather, it moved with a fierce lustful whim toward Elliot’s body. And when it saw the tilted androgynous body before its eyes, it raised its vile, powerful hand and directed it in a resounding slap toward that rounded area!

Thwack!

"Ah!.."

Because of the severity of the strike and its brutal force, the soul possessing Elliot released a resounding, improvised scream stemming from pure pain, not pleasure!

The soul in Elliot’s body turned in anger toward Michael, its eyes fixing on his face, which took on angry expressions:

"You.. what the hell are you doing?!"

But the soul possessing Michael’s body was furthest from patience or rationality; it pounced with all its demonic strength upon Elliot and grabbed him by his loose robe. In an inhuman movement driven by a crazy lustful motive, it pulled the garment with immense force to tear the fabric, sending pieces flying into the air!

The soul residing in Michael chuckled with greed: "Hahaha!.. I must make good use of this dark night, for this might be my last night touching a woman and practicing lust!"

Suddenly.. the mark of sacrifice engraved on Elliot’s neck ignited with a faint glow, driving the hybrid body to enter a state of complete surrender, ending up incapable of showing any physical resistance. Elliot remained standing like a statue, motionless, while the villain residing in Michael’s body continued tearing his clothes off entirely, smiling with endless greed as he looked at the naked body lying before him!

However.. when he cast his eyes toward the chest area searching for details, he found no trace of nipples!

The scene was a theatrical farce in every sense of the word!

Where are the exciting nipples?!

Even worse.. when he descended with his scrutinizing gaze downwards, toward the area where the slit and femininity were supposed to rage, he found nothing whatsoever!

There was not that slit or entity that opens the gates of pleasure!

The body possessing Michael screamed in amazement, madness, and hysteria:

"Whaaaat?! Where is it?! Where did it go, you damned woman?! Do not hide it from me!"

The soul could not believe this disabled reality, so it pulled Elliot’s surrendering body and threw it harshly onto the bed. In a sick, disgusting manner, it opened skillfully and forcefully between the legs of Elliot’s body to stare and examine the body up close.. but the result remained the same without the slightest change.

Nothing..

A completely smooth and empty surface!

{Hahaha}

{Hahahahaha}

At that moment in the telepathy between the two, they were laughing hysterical laughs, just like villains in cheap cartoon movies.