The Chimera Summoner – ch 36 – part Lorna (4)

Ch 36 - part 4

I blinked in surprise. Her leather body suit, to which I had become so accustomed, was replaced by a flowy black dress that fell in elegant wafting curtains around her knees. She had a pair of pretty, baby blue heels in her hand.

She glared at Lorna.

“What’s wrong?” I asked as soon as she appeared.

“Fucking walk further next time.” Jennie started, holding up her fancy heels. “I thought you said you’d find a secluded spot, not that you were going to hike into the wilderness, never to be rediscovered by civilization!”

Lorna inclined her head. “I apologize for the miscommunication. I have not walked in a long time, I may have forgotten some of its trials. I could cool your feet for you? Perhaps that would be soothing?”

Jennie shook her head, sitting down on the ground and strapping her shoes back on. “It’s fine. Did you tell her yet?”

“I thought we could, together.” Lorna answered.

Did my Lorna sound... Shy?? Not unwilling, but unable to tell me whatever this was without Jennie's help??

“What’s going on?” I asked, bewildered. And trying hard not to stare too obviously.

Jennie looked super hot in her Wayfinder gear. But one got used to the same look. This… date outfit! Was SO cute.

Her dress seemed to accent every petite little curve Jennie had, even in the night. On closer inspection, I saw faint lines of sparkles running over it, like comet trails in a night sky. It was subtle, but the effect was striking.

My dark haired friend stood, cute heels back in place over her hike-dirtied feet. She looked adorable.

“Stop looking at me like that.” She ordered.

I affixed an expression of disgust, instead.

She swatted at my face. “Go Lor, before I push her off the cliff.”

“My possession Skill is very limited at this level. But it has an exception.” Lorna explained, subtly shifting between us.

“Which is?” I asked.

“Consent.” Lorna said, rushed and breathless. “I can take a willing host, for a short time. Jennie and I thought that… since neither of us has yet had the chance to… fully express our…?”

I blinked… that would mean…!!

“She wants to borrow my body so you two can finally fuck.” Jennie said. “Come on, come on. Get in here, hot stuff. Or cold stuff, I guess.”

“But would that be ok?!” I asked. “Like…Wait. That’s crazy right? Would Jennie be like… asleep or what??”

"I told you." Lorna said to Jennie, wilting and drifting away. "Forgive me. It was a foolish, greedy idea.”

She turned and stared out to sea.

“No I do, I just–” I started.

I made to go to Lorna to explain. I felt a string of terrible loneliness inside her, and I hated that I was the cause, at least in part.

But Jennie yanked on my arm.

“Listen dude.” She snarled in my ear. “Lorna’s been lonely and horny for about a bazillion years and she deserves this, so even if it’s a little weird, you need to put your big girl panties on and fuck Lorna in my body. Just BE COOL, ok?! This isn't about you. It's not THAT weird!”

“Isn’t it?” I asked, hesitantly. “Have you ever been possessed before?”

Jennie looked shifty.

“You HAVE?” I whispered.

“We tested it, briefly.” Jennie said. “It’s fine. I’m still awake and aware and I can take control back whenever I want, since she needs my consent to be able to possess me at all. It’s just like…being a passenger, instead of steering the boat.”

“That’s… woah…! But you’d be…? Ok, I mean, I know we’ve done stuff before, but we haven’t done EVERYTHING… and I think Lorna wants EVERYTHING.” I rambled.

“Lor knows my boundaries.” Jennie said. “Listen, we’ve talked about this a lot. And it’s cool. It'll just be Lorna in here instead of me. Or both of us, kinda. It's gunna be like insane levels of bondage for me. Which - I think we are close enough for me to tell you – I like. And you can't even PRETEND that you don't want me, you practically ripped my dress off when I showed up. I mean, jeez pervert, you're on a date with another girl! So, yeah.  BE COOL, loser.”

Jennie panted from her rant. Then stuck a finger in my face. I nodded.

“Ok.” I said. “I’ve been down. Are you sure YOU’RE ok with handing over your body like that?”

“For sure. It's kinky.” She said, leaning close and grabbing my lapel firmly. “Listen punk, Lorna deserves this, so you better give her the fucking of the century.”

I nodded, bug eyed.

Jennie nodded, slapped my shoulder, then ran her hands down my sleeves. “I want you in this suit when I take you and Lucy out, finally. This is hot as fuck.”

She marched away to Lorna.

I stood stunned.

Jennie had never actually… expressed out loud that she thought I was pretty! Not that I hadn’t caught an impression that she didn’t mind how I looked. But…

I stood a little straighter. Felt kinda tall.

Jennie’s voice floated over from Lorna’s position at the cliffside.

“We’re back on, girl. Get in here.”

I watched in wonder as Lorna locked eyes with Jennie. The two shared a quick conversation with Lorna asking questions and Jennie nodding with increasing impatience.

“Yeah yeah, everything we talked about still.” She nodded. “Yes. Yeesssuuuhhhhhhh. Yes, even that.”

With a final confirmation, Lorna evaporated into thick blue mist and flowed into Jennie’s chest.

Jennie shuddered, lifted off the ground, and hovered twisting in the air. Her obsidian black hair slowly turned blue, like ice was spreading down from her scalp.

She fell to the ground.

I dashed to catch her in my lap. She sighed, letting out a tiny cloud of cold fog. When she opened her eyes, they were blue.