Within the dark of the night, a shadow staggered as it walked close to
a wall, occasionally using it as a support to avoid stumbling.

The shadow struggled through until it finally reached a makeshift
refuge of wooden planks and cardboard boxes. Turning on a flashlight
hanging down what could be considered a roof, the shadow revealed
itself: it was a frazzled girl with uncombed long, brown hair; black
eyes with large, dark bags underneath; a dirty shirt that used to be
white and a frayed short skirt the only things covering her
embarassment.

Unwrapping some stale bread from underneath her shirt, the girl sat on
the ground below the cold white light and began to slowly nibble at
it, fruitlessly trying to make it last longer.

Suddenly she stood up, dropping her food as she tensed every muscle of
her frail body. She then held her head between her hands and shouted:

“Get out! Get out!!! Get out of my head!!! Get out, get out, get out,
get out!!!”

With every word she shook her head, trying to jerk something off
her. Then, her body jumped slightly and stopped still; her hands
slowly descended revealing a calm expression unlike the panicked one
she had just a few moments earlier; her dark irises now featuring a
white sparkle, glittering in the light.

“You are still resisting. Please stop, you are hurting us.”

She proclaimed with an imposing tone in her voice, her demeanor the
opposite of the girl struggling to even eat some stale bread. The
spark in her eyes vanished and her meek self returned.

“Us!? There is no us! Get out of my head! You ruined my life! My job,
my friends, my family… everyone is gone and I don't even know why or
how! I don't even know who I am anymore…”

She began to cry, but it did not last long as the spark returned.

“What do you mean you don't know? We are one and the same, I am you
and you are me. We are Jelly!”

The meek girl regained control of her body, and resplied to the other
entity:

“No! There is no Jelly! I am… I am…”

The girl struggled as she tried to recall her name. Cursing in her
breath she started searching the room for something, panicking.

“Say it! We are Jelly!”

“No! I am… Alice!”

Able to recall her name, the frail girl managed to resist the takeover
from the alien entity. Exhausted from the mental battle, she let
herself go on a pike of old blankets that could, with some
imagination, be called a bed.

She was getting ready to fall asleep when she felt her body moving on
its own. She saw her arms unsteadly rising and moving; she tried to
get them back under her control, but she was too tired to concentrate
and had to give up.

“Looks like you still have some in you… I guess I will have to change
my tactics!”

The intruder entity once again stole control of the girl's vocal
chords to issue the ominous warning. Terrified, the girl tried its
best to control her body, but it ignored her orders blindly following
the will of the invader.

She helplessly saw her arms slowly making way towards her clothes,
lifting her shirt up until her breasts were bare and unbuttoning her
skirt so it could slide down her legs. One of her hands then toyed
with the small tits, squeezing and massaging them until her erect
nipples stood proud on top of the pillowy mounds. The hand then
flicked and pinched them; arousal gradually overcoming the girl's
senses.

Meanwhile, the other hand made its way downwards, caressing the
famished belly until it reached the girl's nether region. Weeks of
living as a destitute didn't allow to be particularly tidy: a luscious
brunette bush protected the pink entrance from prying eyes. Slowly,
her own fingers trekked through the lavish forest until it reached the
yearned for crevice.

Her lower lips were spread wide and the hand then began to work her
genitals, inserting her whole fingers inside or by playing with her
pink clit. Slowly but steadily, the girl's arousal became unbearably
strong and she completely lost control of herself. Her vision became
cloudy and her thoughts fuzzy as all she could feel was the playful
tickling on her nipples and the violent insertions in her pussy.

The limbs controlled by the entity picked up the pace, going faster
and harder, as the two minds simultaneously reached their
climax. With an impressive arching of her back, the girl tensed up
every muscle as she basked in the powerful orgasm, her pussy spraying
juice all over her hand.

When the sensation subsided, she let go of her erogenous zones and
fell asleep immediately.

“Good girl… don't worry, I'll take good care of you from now on…”

The entity ominously reassured the girl, as the sparkle in her eyes
now had a noticeable azure glow around it.