Daisy Ridley's Possession

Fear.

Embarrassment.

Dread.

Daisy felt a cocktail of feelings at the sound of Emma's voice. She had barely had time to process everything that had been going on since last night, and now a new wrench was being thrown in. Emma could not see her like this. No one could ever know what she had been doing to herself.

She could see it now. Headlines across the news and the internet: Daisy Ridley caught drinking her own breast milk, sucking her toes, and squirting. Details at 6.

She wanted to die.

But, surely she could just ignore the knocks, right? Emma didn't know for sure she was in here.

"Daisy, I want you to open that door and invite Emma in. It's time I become aquainted with this friend of yours", said Alcina.

"No! She mustn't find out about you. This is too embarrassing. Please. We can run away after she's moved on. I can't let anyone see me like this!"

"My dear, she isn't going to just see you. She might be joining us for some fun! She might become your first muse. And I can't let an opportunity like that pass by."

For the first time, Daisy began to cry, and Alcina allowed the tears to flow down her face. She collapsed on the bed, and Alcina forced Daisy to call out. "Just a minute, Emma. I'll be right there."

Daisy got up, and quickly put on her pink bathrobe. Her hair was still wet from the shower, and she could feel the water making her collar damp. Her heart was racing as she opened the door, and she quickly flashed a fake smile.

"Emma! Wha... what are you doing here?"

"Daisy? What's wrong? You look like you've been crying, and... There's something different about you..."

Emma gave Daisy a scan from top to bottom. She had seen her in a bathrobe on set before, and she could tell that something was off about her. Different somehow. But she couldn't place it.

"I'm fine. I ate something that didn't sit well with me. I feel bloated. You're probably just seeing my gigantic stomach." She gave a quick laugh. "I'm sorry, Emma, now just isn't a..." But before she could finish kicking Emma out, Alcina took command. She was loving what she was seeing. This Emma was in her mid-20s, and was a real looker. Built in a similar way to the old Daisy, but with beautiful long dirty blonde hair, and the same milky complexion. Yes, she must be added to the group.

Using Daisy's vocal cords, Alcina spoke to Emma. "I'm sorry, I've just woken up a little startled this morning. Please, won't you come in and sit down?"

Emma smiled and reached out to her friend's shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze. "Tell me all about it. I'm here to help. You're the only one I've been able to really get to know on this hell hole of a set." She walked past Daisy and sat down on the only chair in the room, a gigantic black leather recliner.

As Daisy closed the door, Alcina spoke to her slave. "I will make the first few moves for you. After that, you will follow my commands to the letter. Do not make me interfere for you. You will do this all yourself. I just want to watch and feel everything through your sensations."

"Mistress, what are you going to have me do?"

"Add her to our collection."

"What does that mean? How?"

"Today, you both shall become lesbians. You will love each other and worship each other, and you will ensure that she is under my spell."

"What?! I'm not a lesbian. Emma is my friend, and I'm not doing anything to her. If you want a lesbo, there are plenty of them were in Hollywood you can possess. Get the fuck out of my head!"

Alcina was furious. Daisy could feel a growing black presence in her mind. She could feel the fury and the power of the spirit.

"YOU WILL DO AS I COMMAND, SLAVE, OR YOU WILL BE TURNED INTO SOMETHING OF YOUR NIGHTMARES. I CAN CHANGE YOU INTO A DISEASE INFECTED RAT IF I CHOOSE. I CAN TURN YOU INTO A MONGOLOID. I CAN FORCE YOU TO MURDER YOUR PARENTS. YOU HAVE NO OPTION BUT TO OBEY!"

Daisy felt the blackness subside, and the normal sweet voice of Alcina returned. "As I said, slave, I will make the first few moves for you. Everything after that is up to you. You can be as gentle, or as rough, as you feel is necessary. Just make sure you both have an orgasm, and the deed is done."

She took control of Daisy's body, and walked over to the side of the bed, just a few feet away from Emma on the recliner. "You know, I woke up this morning and I could just feel that something was different. But I couldn't tell what it was until I went to take a shower and I looked in the mirror. Can you guess what it was?".

Emma shook her head. "No, I can't tell. I know there's something different about you, but I can't tell what it is. Part of it, I think, is your eyes. It's almost like the light inside of them changes. But that's silly. What did you see in the mirror?"

"It's a bit strange, but my boobs have gotten way larger. It's kind of frightening, but also kinda of exciting." Alcina made Daisy giggle as Emma's left eyebrow raised. "Bigger? Overnight? How? Are you feeling okay? You might want to see the doctor that the studio gave us". She quickly looked to Daisy's chest, and, sure enough, noticed that they were a good deal larger than they were before. But how?

She didn't want to stare at another woman's chest for more than a second, and she quickly looked down. Then she felt a hand on her chin, as Daisy was grabbing her head and forcing her to look up.

"Emma, I'm scared. I want to make sure I'm okay. They feel like there's something wrong with them. Can you check them out for me?"

Daisy began to scream inside of her mind. "No, Emma! Don't do it!". Alcina ignored her protests. "Get ready to take over in a minute."

Emma was startled by Daisy's suggestion. "Look, Daze, I would do anything for you, but I'm not comfortable grabbing your breasts..."

"Em, please. We're both girls. It's okay. I just want you to feel them and calm me down by telling me that there's nothing wrong with them. Please." Emma looked up at Daisy and could tell that her friend was in need. She should put aside her reservations for a few minutes and help a friend. "Okay. Real quick. Just a quick squeeze. I'm sure you're fine, Daze."

Alcina suddenly dropped Daisy's bathrobe to the ground, so she was standing there completely in the nude in front of her friend. Emma quickly looked away. "Whoa! What are you doing? You could have turned the lights off, or at least put on some panties!".

"Oh, sorry. I didn't think you'd be embarrassed since you have a better body than I do."

"What? That's silly. You work out all the time and are seriously fit. I don't really do much. Besides, look at your boobs! They're magnificent. You'll have to let me know what the secret ingredient is." Daisy began to laugh. "You'll find out soon enough."

Just then, Daisy was thrown back into control of her body. So, this was it. She either had to pretend to be a lesbian, or get changed into a rat for the rest of her life. She didn't have to like it, she just had to do it.

She sighed and looked down at the ground. Her brow furrowed, contemplating her next step. Emma looked up at her, concerned. "Daze, what's wrong? You know you can tell me anything. I'm always here for you."

"I'm sorry, Emma. I have to do this."

With that, Daisy grabbed Emma's shoulders and in one swift motion threw her onto the bed. "Hey, what are you doing?!" Daisy barely heard her. She was too focused. She couldn't think about what she was going to do. She just had to get it over with.

She grabbed both of Emma's wrists in one hand, and easily overpowered the smaller Brit. She used her other hand to grab the sash from her robe, and quickly tied Emma's hands together.

"If this is some kind of a game, I'm not in the mood! What are you doing to me?"

Daisy grabbed Emma's face with one hand and made her look towards her. She scrunched up her face and closed her eyes, and leaned in for her first kiss. Emma could see what was coming.

"NO, Daisy! Is that what this is all about? You know I have a boyfriend. You know I'm not a lesbian. I know you're not either. What the hell is wrong wi-"

But before she could finish, her lips were locked with Daisy's. Emma kept her mouth locked shut and tried to turn her head, but Daisy used one hand to prevent any head movement. Emma locked her mouth shut, and refused to open it. She thought Daisy was her friend, but now she was assaulting her.

Daisy felt sick. This was incredibly wrong on so many levels. She loved Emma, and hated having to do this to her. But she had no choice. She used her free hand to pinch Emma's nose shut, which forced her mouth open for breath. Daisy shot her tongue into Emma's mouth and began to lick her tongue. Neither girl had ever French kissed before, and both were taken aback by the feel of it. It was rough and wet and very sensual.

Emma had tears rolling down her face as she tried to get out from under Daisy. This French kissing wasn't unbearable, but the fact that it was with her best girl friend and not her boyfriend was really fucking with her head. She wanted to hate it, but she had to just go with it until she could find a way out of the situation.

Daisy pulled her tongue out of Emma's mouth and noticed that her nipples were tingling, very badly. She could feel the breast milk making its way to the front, and it needed release. She knew what she had to do. She began to shift her body up more so her boobs were right in front of Emma's face.

Emma screamed angrily at Daisy. "You fucking freak! What are you doing this for?! What are you going to do? Rape me? How are you going to expl-", but she was cut off by Daisy shoving her boob right into her mouth. It created a perfect seal and stopped any air from going in or out of her mouth. Emma looked up with her with fear and anger in her eyes. Daisy spoke gently. "You're going to suck on my nipples, and you're going to find a nice surprise that you're going to love. You're going to think you're going to hate it... I know I did, but you'll come around."

Emma refused. She wasn't going to do it. But Daisy once again pinched her nose shut, and explained that she wouldn't breathe until she complied. So Emma used her tongue to flick Daisy's nipple, and was beyond shocked to feel liquid gush into her mouth. It began to fill up her mouth and she was forced to swallow it. It was warm and sweet and... wait, this was fucking BREAST MILK?!

Daisy pulled her boob out of Emma's mouth so she could breathe. But she needed more. Her nipples were on absolute fire and demanded to be used again. Daisy was beginning to lose her rational thoughts to her body's carnal desire. Emma flicking her nipple with her tongue for even a second had started a butterfly effect with the rest of her body. She could feel blood pulsing to every inch of her. She just knew she needed more.

Emma gasped for air as soon as Daisy had removed her boob from her mouth, and used her first breath to yell. "How do you have breast milk coming from your boobs?! You've never been pregnant! What the fuck is going on?!" She could still sense the aftertaste in her mouth, and now she noticed how warm her stomach felt. She could feel the warmness radiating out, slowly spreading. It felt nice. But she was still too bewildered to focus on it.

Daisy again leaned forward and grabbed the back of Emma's head, scrunching up her hair and pushing up, so Emma's face was an inch away from her nipple. "You have to do this, Emma. There's no way out of this for either of us.". Emma was confused by that remark. "It'll just be easier for us both if you go along with it. Don't fight it. The sooner we do this, the sooner it'll be over. Plus, I know you're kinda liking this, aren't you?"

Emma didn't know what to think. Daisy made it almost seem like she didn't want to do this. But... then why was she doing it? That was a question for later, as right now she had a fully erect nipple basically touching her lips, and it was oozing with milk. They were starting to drop onto her face and run down her neck. She begrudgingly stuck her tongue out again and flicked Daisy's nipple. Once again, milk erupted from it, but Emma's mouth wasn't enclosed around it to catch it. Instead, it shot directly onto Emma's face. She closed her eyes as the wet liquid rolled off her face into her hair and onto her neck. She leaned forward herself and put Daisy's boob into her mouth. If it was going to leak this much milk, it wasn't going to do it onto her hair and clothes. And if she was being honest with herself, she was curious to taste it again.

Daisy was shocked that a mere touch of Emma's tongue could erupt a stream of milk like that from her nipple, but the sight of it splashing onto her face opened a door in Daisy's head. That was *hot*. It was so erotic to see Emma receive a "money shot" from her milk. For the first time in this whole experience, Daisy could feel her pussy begin to moisten. She was beginning to enjoy being in control.

With Daisy's boob now in her mouth, Emma pushed Daisy's nipple with her tongue, but this time was ready for the gush of milk. And what a gush it was. It exploded into her mouth, spurting all the way into the back of her throat. She began to swallow, and before she had time to think, her mouth was full again. She swallowed time and time again, barely having time to process how good it tasted, or how warm and tingly it was making her whole body feel.

Daisy pulled her breast from Emma's face and gave her a chance to catch her breath. "You can never tell anyone what I just did, Daisy. I don't know how you have milk coming out of your breasts, or why I just drank it, but you can *never* tell anyone, okay? This has to stop. You have to let me out of here."

Daisy looked away from her friend, and slowly shook her head. After a few moments, she turned and glanced into Emma's brown eyes, and said "I'm sorry, Em. But we both have to follow through with this." Then Daisy put her hand on Emma's throat and started to squeeze. Emma was shocked, and a little angry.

Emma was barely able to breathe, and was starting to feel light-headed. Daisy started to straddle Emma's body, and began to inch her body up closer to Emma's face. After a few moments, Daisy's pussy was right above her friend's face. Emma was starting to see black on the edges of her vision, but she could make out how wet the vagina was that was directly on top of her. Emma looked up into Daisy's face, and saw a mix of emotions. Uncertainty. Lust. And that feeling once again that another set of eyes were just behind the normal brown set. Before she had time to really consider it, Daisy planted her pussy right on Emma's face.

Emma's nose first struck Daisy's clit, and then slid down fully into her pussy. Daisy gasped at the brief shock she felt from something touching her clit. She was already wet before, but now she was starting to overflow. Daisy repositioned herself slightly, and began to rock her hips so Emma's nose would apply pressure to her clit. It felt amazing, and she was having a hard time thinking coherent thoughts.

Emma threw all of her weight upwards towards Daisy, hoping to buck her off, but it was like hitting concrete. She was somehow unmovable, like she weighed five times as much as she should. She was truly stuck here, under her friend, with a face full of wet pussy. It was disgusting. Daisy's slick pussy got all over her face. In her nostrils. In her eyes. Down the sides of her face into her ears. And then it started to drip down into her mouth. Emma felt it roll down past her lips, and she used the saliva in her mouth to spit it out.

Daisy looked down at the gorgeous brunette underneath her, and suddenly had an idea pop into her head. For once, not from Alcina, but from her own subconscious. A small smile started to form, and Emma once again got nervous. Daisy slowly repositioned herself away from Emma's face, and began to speak. "I don't want to have to fight you this whole time. I think the only way to get you to calm down is to tire you out."

Emma tried to wriggle her hands free of the knot that kept her tied to the bed, but it only seemed to make it tighter. Daisy grabbed Emma's shirt by the collar, and in one swift motion pulled it so hard it ripped and came free.

"Hey! That was an expensive shirt! This has to stop! I don't want to be fucking naked like you. Just please let me go!"

Daisy ignored the pleas and began to take off Emma's pants. She unbuttoned the jeans and started to roll them off her legs when she realized that Emma still had her shoes off. She took off her boots and threw them beside the bed. Her pants soon followed.

"I don't know about you, Em, but I have been in a real pink craze the past few months. All my clothes have been pink. My rental car is pink. I even have all my nails painted pink. I used to hate having my feet touched or looked at, but something changed yesterday. And now I'm dying to know what color your nails are."

Emma watched, wearing only her bra, panties, and socks, as Daisy knelt at the foot of the bed and closely looked at her friend's white socks. Daisy grabbed the top of the socks and pulled them slowly off, revealing more and more of Emma's feet until they were completely off.

"Oh, wow. The black polish on your pale skin is really doing something to me, Em. I love this contrast." She inched her face close to Emma's soles, and could start to smell the aroma.

Emma had seen enough.

"The fuck are you doing? Since when are you into feet? Since when are you into girls? Since when does any of this make sen-" She was stopped by Daisy stuffing Emma's dirty socks into her mouth, completely blocking her from speaking.

"Don't worry, Em. I didn't think I'd like the feeling of my feet being licked. But I wound up becoming obsessed with it. I couldn't decide what I liked more, though. Having my feet licked, or tasting my feet. Maybe after tonight you'll have an answer."

Daisy lied down flat on the bed, and made her head parallel with Emma's feet. She laid her legs on Emma's stomach. Now that she had an upclose view, she could really appreciate what she was going to experience. Emma's feet were perfect. Just perfect. Her skin was pale as milk, but her soles were red from standing so long in her boots all day. She reached out and grabbed one and gasped at how soft they were. Like they had never actually walked on the ground in her life.

Emma flinched when Daisy grabbed her foot, and tried to yell. But only muffled sounds could make it's way out. That wasn't all she had to deal with. The socks smelled horrible, and when she had tried to talk, her tongue had moved, too, making her taste the horrible things. She started to gag, but could only cough for now.

Daisy began to trace Emma's left foot with both hands, from the heel up to the toes. She brought the foot right up to her face, and Emma could feel her friend's hot breath, sending a shiver over her body. Daisy stuck her tongue out and stuck it right in the middle of the arch. Emma let out a squeal, as it was highly sensitive and ticklish at first. Daisy made little circles with her tongue, and explored the arch. Then she moved up to the ball of the foot and worked her way up to the toes. Daisy explored Emma's sole with her tongue, and tasted every inch. And what a taste it was. Somehow even better than her own.

Emma began to writhe on the bed, trying and failing to get away from what was happening. She couldn't believe it. Daisy's tongue was going all over her foot, leaving a trail of saliva. It was sending all kinds of feelings down her legs. Some parts of her foot touched by Daisy's tongue sent shivers and goosebumps down her legs and up her spine. She tried yelling "Stop it! This is so gross!" but again her socks stopped her from being able to make any coherent sounds.

After kissing Emma's left arch, Daisy grabbed her right foot and pointed it directly at her mouth. She used her other hand to spread Emma's toes out, and popped the big toe into her mouth. She used her tongue to lick it like a lollipop, then moved it from side to side, enjoying the taste. She took it out and moved on to the next toe, and then the next one. Tasting each one separately. Then she stuck all of the toes in at once, running her tongue across them like she was playing the piano.