There was a flash of light paired with shouts and screams from the crowd as onlookers to the scene were blinded the man holding the kid had apparently dropped him as Alex saw the kid manage to escape down an alley way. Alec felt slightly relived that the kid was able to get away, it would have weighed on his conscious knowing he got that kid in such serious trouble.
All this time Alec had continued walking along in the new body he possessed. He found that he was carrying a few jugs of what looked like wine and he was most definitely in the body of a woman this time around. He could feel the difference in his gait, there was more hip motion and is feet walked closer to the same centerline.
All that aside he was more concerned with the fact that he felt literally compelled to continue walking. He couldn’t stop even if he wanted to, the thought “I need to get back right away.” Kept echoing in his mind it made it hard to focus.
Before he knew it he arrived at a rather fancy looking building in an upscale part of town. The sign read “Velvet Flowers.” He walked in with no hesitation and like that the geas was released and Alec felt like he could move with his own will. He was still holding the bottles of wine however and needed to put them down somewhere. Alec glanced around and became immediately aware of the kind of place this was. He was in a brothel, and the wine now made a bit of sense but why had he been compelled to finish the delivery.
Before he could question further Alex had another urge take over him he was taking to long and needed to put the wine in the kitchen. His body took off again, it was an odd feeling, he wasn’t being automatically moved. He was the one taking the steps but at the same time he couldn’t control himself, and before he could ponder it any further he found himself in the kitchen where he promptly put the jugs down.
“Chandra that took you way to long.” He heard from behind him. Turning behind him he found himself facing a rather stern and imposing woman in a almost victorian dress. “I know you are new but that is no excuse.” She said in a short clipped tone. Alec couldn’t help but feel genuine remorse for letting her down, and this confused him what was going on a hosts body had never effected him like this before.
“I’m sorry Ma’am.” He finally managed to say in his new voice. It was a deep voice for a woman, but it had that husky tone that added to the sex appeal. This was not apparently what the woman wanted to hear as her eyes grew more stern and he nostrils flared.
“Some of you girls can seem to soak anything into your tiny whore brains.” She angry whispered at you. “ You are to call my Madam! I am the owner of this fine establishment, and you!” She was practically growling by the end of that. She grabbed the collar of Alec’s hosts dress and pulled it down exposing much of her breast and an ugly black tattoo. “This slave crest compels you to do what ever I say, I personally prefer to let you girls operate without having to leverage the magic, but with you new girls its good to remind you of your place. “ She gave Alec in Chandra’s body a cruel grin. “You are not to utter another noise for the rest of today unless its the noises your customers will hear while you are performing your duties. Now get to work you are already behind for today.” She said waving him off to which he immediately left and knew somehow that he needed to get changed.
How had this happened alec manage to possess not only a brothel whore but a slave too. Worst of all he was now compelled to follow the Madame’s every command, the worst of which was that he couldn’t talk all day. This effectively trapped him he couldn’t possess someone else without using the trigger word.
Alec found himself in a dressing room with various dress, lingerie, and nightgowns along with a table of makeup and several mirrors. Alec approached the mirror to get a better look at his situation and he was blown away.