There was nothing but a blinding white light. No sound, no scent, no tactile sense. It was an ocean of void. I closed my eyes and held them shut, opening them slowly to see nothing but cold, lifelessl light. An untold amount of time passed in this state. Slowly I blinked my eyes hoping to escape from this ethereal prison, hoping to rouse from this waking nightmare. Closing my eyes one more time, pausing for a few seconds I lie there, eyes glued shut. Before opening them the deafening silence is broken. The sound of the leaves being carried by the wind, tumbling against the ground as they drift by. An owl coos as it flies away. A wave of frigid air sweeps over me. My eyes shoot open. The void is now replaced with the dead of the night and the silhouette of tall trees illuminated by moonlight. I look around in astonishment. "Is the nightmare over?" I say to myself as I scan the environment. Every object becomes a thing of wonder when you've spent so long in a void. Looking down, my excitement dissipates quickly. I observe that my body is translucent and corporeal. I still have appendages but they are hazy and lack defined borders. I try to touch my face and my hands go straight through. I try to reach out to something, to anything, and it's the same. I phase through everything with ease, cutting through objects like a plane through a cloud, not feeling a tactile sensation. I am panicking now, fleeing as fast as I can, I start to run. Moving with great haste towards the first sight of civilization I realize I'm not moving too fast to be running. I look down and see that I am in fact not, but gliding across the ground. Now in shock, I rush into the first building I see, phasing right through the door. It's a packed restaurant. People fill the room, sipping in drinks, and sharing stories, completely oblivious to my presence. No matter how loud I scream, no matter what I do, I go unseen, like smoke into the night. Realizing the situation I went back outside. I decided to walk. I could do nothing but walk. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, as I silently observed the world around me, envious of those on the physical plane of existence. Despite being a wisp in the wind, I still had human desires. I heard a song, but could not sing. I hungered but could not taste. I wanted to touch, but could not feel. Mostly of all, I lusted…

  This story focuses on the idea that my Character is a spirit that has roamed the earth for an untold amount of time. Suddenly they discover that they can possess people and leave them without a trace of an idea of what happened. My character uses this to fulfill their dark desires. Your character would be a series of different women, each one in a different scenario for which they unf find themselves. I could send some of the ideas if you'd like. Please Dm with kinks and limits.

My kinks include, but are not limited to :bondage/ bdsm. Degradation, humiliation, exhibitionism, filming, extortion, rough, non-con, toys, sub/dom, torture, pet, animal play, forced, props and toys, race play, odd insertions, anal/painal, restraint, forced oral, resisting/fighting back, non consensual recording, crying, begging, object insertion, massive insertion. My limits are :underage, extreme and gratuitous violence, gore, and bathroom play.