“I was a little bit jealous when she put her hand on your thigh.” Talia said softly and licked Connie’s nipple. She sucked on it as much as her mental energy would allow, but she wanted to prolong it as much as possible.

“Now I’m not sure I like the fact that I have to share you with her.” Talia said as she pursed her lips. “So strange. It was her I wanted to protect, and now I feel like I am the one you protect. I’m fond of her, and even attracted to her.” She leaned down and licked her left nipple again. She had laid on Connie’s left side so she wouldn’t be interrupted when Coral slipped into the bed.

“But when I see you, and though you look so much like me, I know you’re not me. I long to belong to you.” As her mental strength began to wane, she sensed the timid presence that made her smile.

Coral stopped at the door, which made Talia lift her head and watch her. She crossed the room, looked down at her bare skin, and bare breasts. Coral smiled and looked at those breasts hungrily.

“You must be warm, Talia.” Coral whispered. She slipped into her bed, and sucked on her right nipple. Talia was not about to be outdone, and sucked on her left. Once again, if Connie could see what happened, Coral had her head over her right, while Talia was invisible, and her left nipple was pulled upward a bit. Her breast lifted, as this time she used her teeth.

“One day, I feel the both of us will eat you up, Connie.” Talia murmured and ran her hand down Connie’s firm abdomen, smiled as she caressed her muscle, and let her fingers go down over her shorts. “So warm. Oh, I wissshhhh” Talia disappeared before she could finish her thought.

She lasted a lot longer this time, as her mental energy continued to get stronger day by day. Coral was absorbed with the flavor of Connie’s flesh, completely oblivious that Talia had been with her the entire time.

Connie murmured as Coral lightly bit her nipple, but then moaned as her hand slipped down into her shorts. She was bolder, but also timid. She didn’t want to be caught.

“Naughty dream.” Connie said, her eyes narrowed with desire and her mind fogged with sleep. She rolled on top of Coral and pinned her beneath her. Her tongue delved within her mouth, while her left hand slipped beneath Coral’s hips and held her to her thigh. Coral moaned into her mouth, felt her focus dissolve, but she also began to fill with fear.

“Be good, naughty dream.” Connie whispered. “Corrie is too fragile. Shouldn’t dream of pretty Corrie.” She slipped her tongue into her mouth again, and kissed her so deeply, even when Connie lifted her lips, and pulled Coral to her front, Coral couldn’t catch her breath.

“Mm.” Connie moaned a bit and snuggled with the girl who was still a bit confused as to what happened. She looked up and sighed.

“She fell back asleep.” She pursed her lips. “Should I try to wake her up?” In the end, memories of being forced, and pushed face down to the mattress so they could do what they wanted to her, ended up being too strong.

Coral fled back to her own room and ended up with the pillow hugged to her chest, and her tears freely flowed.

“She’s right. I am not ready yet.”

*****

“Morning, Talia.” Connie yawned and gave Talia a greeting. She felt a bit of pressure on her lips, and a bit of warmth.

‘Good morning, Connie.’ She felt a bit of warmth with those words, like she just felt a lover’s warm breath near her mouth, and an additional bit of pressure on her lips. ‘Tired, but kiss worttthhh” Connie’s eyebrows lifted.

“She kissed me good morning?” Connie couldn’t help but smile a bit. “Now I know that I am going to fight to keep you.” Connie used her arms and hugged her own body firmly. Her eyes flashed with a brief bit of light, and imagined Talia held within her arms.

“Make sure you fight as well, Talia.” Connie could not see, but that flash was the reflection of a ghostly pair of scissors, formed by her own will. Those scissors cut another strand of the massive rope that tried to tear Talia’s essence out of the space within Connie’s soul.

As strong as the destiny of this reality was, it was no match for Connie’s willpower.

*****

Talia rolled towards the left then the right, just like a teenager in love, her cheeks red, and a large smile on her lips.

“I kissed her! Oh, those lips are so amazing!” Talia giggled a bit, then looked around. She tilted her head slightly.

“My room is bigger?” She sat up and turned. She could put her feet down, and frowned slightly. The floor felt soft and warm. She looked down, her eyes slightly widened.

“Warm and soft?” She reached down, and felt the floor. It was not only warm and soft, but it was also moist. “I’m inside her real body? Or is this the representation of her soul?” Talia looked down at herself. “Am I dressed, or are these even clothes?” As she thought to herself, she watched the bed flicker, as well as her clothes.

“I see. I receive the things I desire. A bed to sleep on. Clothes to wear. I wonder what it would feel like to be deep within her, buried within her body?” Talia closed her eyes and felt the room shrink, and push her into a ball.

It was warm, damp, soft, and for some reason, comforting. Talia smiled, and went to sleep. Immediately, the bed returned, her clothes came back, and she was able to stretch out again.

The room returned to it’s previous size, as her concentration lapsed. Inside Talia’s soul, she could experience things like she was in a dream state, with lucid control. The bed was the comfort the space provided naturally.

The stronger Talia’s mental energy became, the stronger the space became, and more things became possible.

Due to Talia’s exhaustion, she had fallen asleep before Connie exerted her will, determined to separate her from her fate.

If she had not fallen asleep, she might have felt a ghostly hand brush her hair out of her eyes, and lightly comb through her hair.