Rent Possessed

My landlord was an asshole. His name was Scott. Always complaining about doing the bare minimum. I froze for two whole months waiting for him to repair the heating, but hey! don't be late with the rent or he'll kick you out the next day!

One of my Neighbours, Ms. Everett, a charming old lady, told me that things weren't always like this.

You see, Scott's mother owned the building. She was a lovely woman, always so helpful. She even organized "rooftop barbecues" from time to time for the tenants to mingle - she said with dreamy eyes.

That sounds really nice, Ms. Everett

Then her expression shifted.

But then two years ago, she got sick. Everyone visited her at the hospital, except her own son Scott.

"What a massive asshole." I said, not really surprised.

She nodded.

"Sadly, I agree. After she passed, Scott inherited the building and her money. Some tenants couldn't stand him and left. I... can't leave... so it's always nice that good people like you coming to live here."

The way she said she couldn't leave was strange, but another thought came into my mind. I had to tell her.

"Scott... he's going to kick me out, Mis Everett... I lost my job and didn't pay the monthly rent..."

"Oh *****..."She got sad, but I could see in her eyes she was planning something. Maybe I was imagining it.

I was desperate. I couldn't go back to my hometown to live with my homophobic father. Not again.

"Maybe I have a solution for you." she finally said serious.

Hope at last. "I'll accept whatever it..." I started to say before someone interrupted me.

"HEY! YOU OWE ME MONEY, DUDE!" It was Scott.

I started to tremble. "Scott... I... I.." I stuttered.

"DUDE! I DON'T WANT FUCKING EXCUSES!"

I was scared, but at the same time, I was a little aroused. Scott was a douchebag, but he was hot. The image of him angry in his sweaty and revealing gym clothes was making it difficult to decide if I was scared or turned on.

Then, I stared at his bulge, visible through his gym shorts.

He saw me distracted and followed my gaze.

"YOU FAG, YOU ARE SO OUT OF MY BUILDING, DUDE."

Then I remembered we weren't alone. I didn't want Ms. Everett to be part of this.

I looked at my right, but she wasn't there. I breathed relieved. For an old lady, she really was sneaky.

"ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION, DUDE?"

Scott pushed me.

I wasn't able to keep my balance and I fell to the ground.

My head hurt. I didn't know if it was from the fall, but I was hearing a woman singing in a language I didn't understand. The voice was somehow familiar. I yawned. All the problems, Scott, my father, my head... seemed foreign to me. I was feeling very tired.

"The fu..." Scott tried to say sleepy. He closed his eyes and was about to fall on top of my tired body. My body didn't respond. I saw him fall, but before the impact I lost consciousness. Once I opened my eyes. I was in Ms. Everett's house?

"What the fuck...?" I panicked. That was Scott's voice, but I was the one who said that, right?

"Shh *****, you need to rest" Ms. Everett reassured me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, closed my eyes again and slept. A few hours later, I screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?" I yelled shocked staring at my now big and muscular arms.

Then I looked at the rest of my bigger body. Pillow pecs? abs? muscular legs? a beard?

In disbelief, I connected the dots. That wasn't my body, and I was wearing Scott clothes. I was my asshole but hot landlord.

From the stress and the fall, I must have finally lost my mind. I massaged my pecs, they felt pretty real and amazing. Then, I flexed my right arm and sniffed my armpit. That was my landlords smell, or... my smell? The realization of being in my sweaty landlord body woke up my now bigger dick trying to get out of his shorts.

"OHHH FUCK!" I moaned. In my previous skinny body, that thick dick would have destroyed me for sure.

I moaned again at the thought of getting some action with this stallion.

My hands pulled down the gym shorts I was wearing. Of course, Scott's package matched in size with the rest of his body. I began to stroke my borrowed dick, while my other hand started massaging my hairy sack to finally move to my hairier and probably virgin ass. The masculine moans were louder, and hearing my landlord voice only made me hornier. After all, I was making the body I had been lusting moan without control. I was so intoxicated by the power and pleasure of this body that I completely forgot I was masturbating and loudly moaning on my Neighbours couch. After a few minutes of exploring that sweaty hunk body, I felt my cock tensed up. With a primal but masculine moan my previous body could only dream to emit, I released load after load of my landlords cum. My furry chest and the couch were a sticky mess. I felt so euphoric and still so horny that I licked all of the cum I could. Savoring the taste of MY cum.

While I was licking it, I heard footsteps approaching. I stopped abruptly with drops of cum in my beard. It was Ms. Everett, but she looked younger?

"Well, well, dirty boy, I see you are enjoying your new life, Uh?"

Something was definitely wrong with her. She looked younger, her voice sounded somehow masculine. And her kind expression was now sharpened and smiled, but not like a sweet old lady. There was something evil in her gaze.

"Ms. ... Ms... Everett, I am so sorry!" I said ashamed trying to cover the snake bouncing between my legs with a cushion.

She laughed but with a strange echo. " Don't be, *****. I am after all the one who made you look like this."

"Wait, what?" I yelled surprised.

"You are so naive, *****. I like that in a man.", she smiled. "You see, I'm a demon. I wasn't always like this", she said pointing at herself with disgust while getting older again, "but someone trapped me here, inside of this building, in this female flesh a long time ago."

"A demon? Yeah, why not?" I thought.

If I somehow possessed my landlord's body, demons being real wasn't really a big deal. "But... I saw you outside the building many times."

She took a deep breath. "This flesh can leave, and she doesn't know for how long she has been alive, but me, a male demon, I am doomed to stay and wait for her return, only to be a passenger of her boring life."

"Oh, I see... " I tried to keep my cool, "but why help me and not yourself?"

She smiled rejuvenating again. "I need your help, dummy" she smiled again, "Also maybe all of these years inside this woman made me a softie."

"A favor for a favor, I see..." I hesitated, "What do you need Ms... demon?"

"Oh, just a drop of your blood and I need you to say, 'I free you, dude'" she said mocking Scott's voice.

I took a step back. "My...my blood, why?"

She shook her head, "Not "your" blood, I need the blood of the asshole of the son of a bitch who trapped me here." She pointed at me to state the obvious. Scott's family was connected to the demon.

"You really need my help, uh" I said with Scott cocky attitude, 'what if I don't help you "demon"?

The old lady sighed, "Here we go again... First, demons aren't evil, well some of them are... I'm a lust demon. I only care for pleasure and sex, not harvesting souls and shit." She explained annoyed, but then her expression shifted. She was deadly serious now, "Second, if you don't help me... I'll make sure that Scott beats the shit out of you before you go back with your "dear" father. Don't fuck with me, *****." Her expression shifted again, now she wore Ms Everett's charming smile like a mask. "Third, don't forget if you help me, you win this sweaty hunk and all his money, sweet *****.

I looked at my pecs and muscular arms. Then, I thought of my shitty father waiting for me in my hometown. "We have a deal."

She gave me a needle, "Just one drop, dear."

I pricked one of my fingers. "I free you, demon." I said solemnly with my landlord's voice.

Ms. Everett licked my finger with her old tongue. That was so gross. I looked away for an entire minute.

"It's done", said a masculine voice which sounded similar to Scott's.

I looked at the demon. He was an exact copy of my naked landlord body but with red eyes. He massaged his dick while biting his lip.
"Oh fuck, how I missed having one of these."

I was so turned on looking at him enjoying himself that I massaged my identical dick enjoying the views.

The demon smiled seductively at me. Then he looked around him annoyed. "Ugh, I can't stand another second in this fucking building."
He scratched his naked ass and a red card appeared in his hand. He gave it to me. "Meet me here, and we'll have a good time." he winked at me while rubbing my crotch.

I closed my eyes while moaning. When I opened them, the demon had already left. I scratched my borrowed beard wondering what just happened. Not too much though, because Scott's dick... I mean... My dick was demanding attention.

I opened the door of my new apartment, removed my sweaty gym clothes, releasing my hard dick, ready for round two.