More Than A Body Novels & Stories

Vera anxiously asked, "Do you think there really exists an evil technique in this world that can possess someone else's body?" Charlie fell silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Although I haven't come across any technique related to this, I think the possibility of such a technique existing is quite high. Through the introspection method, I've realized that humans aren't much different from phones or computers. The body is like the hardware, and the brain, or rather the divine sense, is the software. Transferring a person's divine sense to another person's body is like buying a second-hand phone. As long as all the data is transferred and the original data in the phone is replaced, it

His words drained the color from everyone's faces, and the atmosphere turned heavy in an instant. But in that moment, a flicker of pride rose in my eyes. As expected of the most renowned forensic pathologist in Zornia, Zack was able to describe everything I went through just by examining my battered body. "But—" His gaze darkened as he looked at the body's right arm. My heart clenched with overwhelming tension.

Without giving it a second thought, she began dancing with him and his eyes burned with desire as they swayed their bodies to the rhythm of the music. He boldly ran his hands over her body and she let him, her body responding to every touch. She usually wasn't the kind of person to let anyone grope her in public but she was drunk and everybody else was doing it. Before she knew it, he pulled her closer to himself and pressed his lips down against hers. Kaitlyn almost immediately parted her lips with a moan, permitting him to deepen the kiss. He kissed her with desire like he wanted every part of her. Kaitlyn reciprocated this energy. It registered in her mind that she was kissing a stranger

We turned the corner, floating above a dumpster that smelled like the world’s worst secret. “A dead body,” Adrian said, “is just an empty body. No soul. No personality. No emotions. Just a vessel. When we take over, our soul fills it. So our personality becomes the default.” Oh. That… actually made sense. “So the body can’t change who we are?” I asked. “Nope. We change it.” I nodded slowly. “Okay… that makes me feel better.” “Good,” he said, puffing his ghost chest. “Because look...”

Extraordinary. More.

Ivy frowned. "I know, and that's how it often is. But well, I'm something of a hippie. I think sex is just that. And no piece of metal on a finger or piece of paper with a stamp on it means you give up your body amenity." I explained. "Body what?" she scrunched her nose. "It means that no one decides what you do with your body but you. Not a spouse, a parent, a friend, a judge, a doctor, the President, or God him-fucking-self gets to tell you what to do." I snorted.

Lois remembered then proceeded to change but the both of them were in the same room, it felt awkward for Lois she forgot that legally she was his wife for then. Lois loosened her robe's knot letting it fall to the ground, revealing her perfectly shaped body. Leo was dumbfounded, he knew she was beautiful but not to this extent. "Her body looks like it was moulded by the gods." Leo's thoughts were going wild. Lois had finished putting on her clothes, then she turned back to see Leo watching her. Lois' face turned red out of embarrassment, Leo quickly removed his face. The both of them were having an awkward moment. "Humm I'm sorry." Leo said, still facing down.

A dead body. ###

She asked as though she had just discovered a new treasure. "No. The bodies they possess die and they move on to other bodies except if they are expelled then they go back to hell". Her eyes widened at my explanation. "It's real?". "very real baby". From the way her eyes knitted together, I knew she wanted to ask more but I'd had enough talks of Zoe. I lifted her from the ground and threw her over my shoulder, striding towards the bedroom. I was going to make her forget Zoe.

But I want it to be. The transformed body is quick, quick and loud and alive and real and strong and uncontrollable and fast and real and more than I want to be, more than I should be, more than I am supposed to be. My body is and it fills the world like it is the world, like it is the night, like it is the air, like it is the forest. The strength is a shock, a shock that I can’t contain, can’t contain and can’t cover with my humanity, with the fragile parts of my humanity.