"That's right, I can mentally speak to my host, you, as long as you're wearing the Mask. I am your alter-ego, Anna" Tyrell's voice echoed in her mind.
"That's insane! I really didn't see this coming and that Wizard made no mention of any of this!" Anna replied back, out loud.
"You don't need to actually speak out loud you know, I can hear your thoughts and plus, you don't want to look like you're talking to a ghost or something when you're in public, ha ha ha"
"I can't disagree with that," Anna says, now only mentally, "Okay, so you're like... an actual person, living in my head? I don't think I like that"
"I am an actual person, yes, but I don't live inside your head, I live inside the Mask. Like I said if you're not wearing the Mask we cannot speak. So I assume you want to talk about this, right? If so please do not remove the Mask!" Tyrell pleaded.
Anna raised both hands and gripped her fake face, contemplating whether to remove the haunted thing right now. Anna knew of course that this Tyrell person had all the reasons to persuade and plead at her to keep "wearing" him. This was an attempt at manipulation and she would not fall for it. "Tyrell? Before I say bye, don't despair we'll have our little talk about the sick weird queer shit you made me do, don't think I already forgot! However we speak tomorrow, I had my fill of... fucking being you for today!"
Tyrell knew she was about to take the Mask off and he didn't want to leave her off the hook so easily. "Sorry in advance Anna, but you really need to loosen up a bit. Here, you're gonna enjoy this!"
And with that Tyrell took full control of Anna's body but kept her fully conscious and aware. As her arms slowly released their grip on the sides of the face and lowered, she realized, in horror, that she wasn't the one controlling them. "What the fuck? STOP THIS!" She screamed internally but Tyrell gave no reply. She just watched, a helpless passenger in her own body, as she walked in front of the mirror.
With a cheeky smile, she pulled her tie tighter and then lowered her gaze down to see both hands grab the condom encased dick and begin to massage it slowly. She wanted to feel disgusted and contrary about this but the sight and sensation of the male member stirring and hardening back to an obscene black boner filled her with a guilty arousal. The very idea that she currently wasn't a woman, that she basically changed sex and is now a male, this was already highly exciting to the more perverse side of her mind. The idea that she's currently a horny teenage black dude holding her... holding his(?) pulsating, veiny cock about to jerk off in front of the mirror, was so intense that she couldn't resist. She sort of wanted this.
As the hands begin to pump faster on the member Anna definitely felt like a real guy and as she grunted and pumped faster up and down the condom clad shaft Tyrell invaded his brain with erotic flashing images of penetration and intercourse, both with men and women. This was too strange, too intense, too much for poor Anna and very soon she let out a deep, primal scream when she experienced her first ever orgasm as a male! Thick ropes of sticky, hot sperm ejaculated from the tip of the convulsing shaft and gathered in a disgusting white glob filling up the tip of the condom.
She had no doubt this was one of the most intense feelings she had ever felt and as she pants and huffs from the subsiding orgasm she tried her best to tell herself how much she actually hated the experience. Sure it felt great, but she felt... corrupted! Yes, corrupted both in her femininity and her sexuality. She hears Tyrell's voice chuckling faintly in her mind and realizes he released his grip on her body. She could move again of her own accord!
Anna jolted her hands up to her face and pulled the Mask off. Fortunately it came off with great ease and in only a couple of seconds Tyrell's frame dissolved off her body and retreated back into the inanimate, featureless plastic face mask. Anna gasped for air and chucks away the blasted magical object to the floor. She was sweaty, disheveled, her long dark hair a mess and her makeup smeared all over her beautiful face. The filthy, cum soiled condom laid on the hardwood floor where it fell as soon as Tyrell's cock de-materialized and Anna pinched her nose in disgust of how vile the smell was.
She almost retches as she picks up the filthy rubber and throws it in the trash bin. Anna then grabbed at the male clothes she was still wearing, desperate to be rid of them and discard them on the floor for now.
As soon as she's naked she steps inside the shower and cleans herself while trying not to think about the image of her as a black guy mounting a woman, penetrating her pussy with her big boner and shooting her load into her womb.