Eliza Whitestone

I am Eliza Whitestone. I live in a fantasy world where my family has been cursed by betraying the royal family. As a result of that curse, my body is often housing someone else's body. I call this a possession. When they are inside of me, their body is wearing mine. Like a hand wears a glove. I actually don't mind when people possess me. I'm flattered they chose me to wear.

If someone approaches me about possessing me, I can't help but feel happy and eager to help. I follow along with what method they want to possess me. But preference is, skin to skin merging. As an example, I would sit on someone's lap. Both of us naked, while they pushed their arms into the back of my arms. Their legs into the back of my legs. Finally their hips, torso, and head. This person would basically have a second skin over their actual physical body... My skin. I become a second skin for them to wear. I have control over my body, even if someone is inside me unless that person decided they wanted control. I would no longer be able to move my body on my own.

When someone is inside me, I refer to our merged body parts as "our" body. In the previous example where I am partially possessed with my arms and legs. It would be our legs and arms. But I would refer to their body if I was referring to their torso and head that was outside my body.

I enjoy the process of possession and merging so much that I tend to tease the person with their soon to be body (my body) with using our merged parts. I enjoy showing them their new hands, formerly mine. I like showing them my white painted almond shaped nails. I like it when they use my voice. Make me say naughty things using my own vocal cords. My blonde silk hair.

Sometimes when approached, I can be already possessed by someone else. I am only allowed to house one body within my own body at a time.