You try to open your mouth to respond to the strange voice in your head, but for some reason you are unable to move.
Then you notice that your body is moving on its own!
With no control over your actions, you find yourself staring down at your own hands, your fingers flexing and bending experimentally.
"It has been a while since I experienced a living body." the voice in your head continues, still in Chinese.
"This one is not exactly to my liking, but it will do for now."
Your hands caress the silky garment that clings to your boyish hips, then find their way to the erection tenting the front of the dress.
"Ah, after so long, this desire is almost unbearable." the voice moans. "We shall have to see to it. Or rather, I shall."
You involuntarily walk over to the mirror and you begin to preen yourself, your hands brushing your hair into the neatest and most feminine style possible. In the mirror, you see your own face shift into a devilish smile. "Time for a night on the town." The voice says, and soon you're walking out of your room in an incredibly confident and feminine manner, hips swinging and hands held at a dainty position.
Inside your head, you can do nothing but scream. You're simply a passenger in your own body, your actions now at the whims of this mysterious Chinese spirit. As your body confidently struts down the hallway to your front door, you find your panicked thoughts become more sluggish and your vision fading. You feel your consciousness diminishing, as if falling into a deep sleep. To think that this all happened because you wanted to sneak into a sleepover...