I am Herma, I am a very old spirit. I am from a kind of spirit that loves to be part of the sex life of humans, especially women. I don't have a body or shape of my own, We do not have our own body or shape, therefore, we have possess women to be able to participate in their sex life.
Like the other spirits of my kind, I am not a strong spirit, and the possessed woman always knows of my presence in her body, for I can talk to her, talking directly to her mind. Even though it is a weak spirit, it is extremely difficult for someone to expel us from a woman's body once possessed.
Ah! I was already forgetting the most important thing. Every woman, as soon as she is possessed, she grows a penis and balls, where I stay while I'm in her body. Now I won't know why, but some keep their vaginas becoming hermaphrodites, but some don't keep them and become shemales. Also, let's be honest, what matters for my species is sex, so we never studied to know why this happens.
Even though I possess the woman, the spirits of my species have no control over her actions or conscience, but we can tempt them to do perverted things. We also share all the senses of her body, as well as the sight and the hearing.
To wrap up my introduction, we are not staying in the same woman for several years. When the woman we're possessing fucks another that interests us, we manage to transport ourselves into the balls and get thrown into our new home with the cum. The penis and balls growing in the fucked woman signaled to them that I already possessed the other woman. With the woman I date, at least that I know, there are two possible happenings, which depend on how she feels. If she feels relieved that I am no longer in her body, her cock and balls will disappear, leaving only a vagina between her legs, just as it was before I possessed her. But if she believes she will miss having a dick, she will keep it.
Now that we've just talked about my kind of spirits, I'm going to start telling you a little bit about what brought me to where I am now. There was a time, many years ago, when many women began to surrender to us, to the point of becoming irresponsible and thinking only of sex. This caught the attention of the priestesses of the time, who took a drastic attitude and made no effort to remove me from the woman I was possessing, and because they were unable to eliminate me, I was sealed in a jewel, just as all others of my kind.
The years passed, the jewels in which we were hidden were found by some explorers. When removed from hiding, I could see (that's right, although I couldn't do anything, I could still see and hear everything that happened) ruins that indicated that the people who had sealed us no longer existed. After the jewelry we were wearing was taken out of hiding, they were eventually sold to several different people, and passed by several owners over the next few decades.
According to what I heard from the last owner of the jewelry I'm in, until I realized that I've been sealed in this necklace for about 1500 years. Now, after so long, I can feel that the seal has finally weakened enough for me to escape, I just wait for the right moment to own the first woman to become my owner.