This choice: Head Back To Taylor's Home • Go Back... Wearing his new body with a devilish smirk, Jonny sauntered out of the recording booth, leaving the two clones to their own devices as he rummaged for her phone. It didn't take long to find it stashed in her handbag. A quick fingerprint scan later and he was pulling up the camera app to look at his new vessel.
He'd wanted to possess a celebrity for a long time now. Sure, he'd hopped a few D Listers before but never anything in the A grade. Now, he was looking back at the reflection of one of the worlds most famous singers, pouting her lips playfully to appeal to him. She was the idol to many girls and pure sex appeal to many men. Now, he had the complete package to himself.
"I knew you were trouble when you walked in..." He gently sung to himself in a low register. The joke made him chuckle. He couldn't give two shits about her music. He just wanted her body and reputation.
"Oh Taylor, if only you'd known how much trouble baby..."
He began to run his slender new hands over his body, reveling in her soft skin and twiddling her blonde locks. Eventually his hands made their way to the goods as one gave one of her tits a firm squeeze whilst the other snaked its way up her thighs toward her crotch.
"I really am a nightmare dressed like a daydream now..." He half laughed, half moaned. It was only another moan coming from the booth that snapped him back into the room. He could only smile at the sight of his clones feverishly going at it in their stolen bodies, "Tanisha" currently kissing up "Naomis" neck as a hand sunk beneath the waistline of her shorts.
"Having fun in there are we?" "Taylor" asked over the sound system.
"Well you've made us behave in these bitches" Naomi began, finding the will power to brush the other girl off and make her way to Taylor. It didn't take long before she was only the singers lap, ready to tongue wrestle her.
"I want to fulfil this fantasy boss..." she began, her lips inches from Jonny's new red ones.
"Mmm, as much as my new pussys saying yes, it's maybe just a bit cramped in here for me" Jonny politely declined, bringing his hand to the black girls lips. It didn't stop his clone sucking on one of his slender new fingers though.
"So where are we taking this little bit of fun then?" "Tanisha" asked, now sitting on the mixing deck with her hand down her panties.
Jonny resisted the raging heat between his legs, pushing his clone off lightly as he delved into Taylor's mind.
"She's got a place in the hills not far from here. Nice and cosy" he began to explain. "I say we beat this place and head there".
The clones were in agreement as Jonny called a car. The agency were a little confused at her short stay, but he was able to spin some bullshit using Taylors mannerisms. Eventually, a notification pinged to signal the car was waiting outside the studio.
As he left the studio with the two backing singers, they almost walked straight into the producer from before.
"Oh, where are you 3 off too? He asked, confused by their swift exit.
"I realised I'm double booked" Jonny lied behind Taylor's face. "Sorry to waste your time. Here, take this and enjoy the afternoon". He handed a decent wad of cash from Taylors purse to the Producer. That, and the thought of an afternoon off, seemed to quelle any protests he had as the girls sauntered off.
He gave a wink to the clone in the cute Latina intern at the desk as they neared the exit. She blew them a kiss from her chair before falling briefly unconscious as Jonny recalled his minion.
The three climbed into the back of the large, blacked out SUV outside as the driver took them back to Taylor's. He was either doing his own thing or had been told not to disturb the singer, so left Jonny to his own delving as he flicked through his hosts phone.
"Fucking hell, look at some of the contacts she has!" Naomi gasped as she looked over the singers shoulder.
"On good terms with a lot of them as well" 'Taylor' smirked as she scrolled. "We could throw a fun little party on a whim".
The perverted ideas kept flowing through Jonny's mind as he reveled in his new position as the influential singer.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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