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    Oblivious Demon
    Oblivious Demon
    Oblivious Demon
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    Oblivious Demon

    By Aaron Pery

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    When Matt Kane suffers a fatal heart attack while shopping in a supermarket, the young woman standing behind him at the checkout counter tries to help by giving him CPR before the arrival of the paramedics, but to no avail since he was declared dead upon their inspection. Moments later, Matt regains consciousness and is shocked to find that his mind had survived--not in his old body but in that of the young woman from the supermarket, whose name is Roxy, a simple-minded janitor who supplements her meager salary as a whore and doing quite well financially at it.
    For the next few days Matt is unable to affect any of Roxy's activities and goes through many indignities inflicted on him by her personal habits, of which the worst is servicing her clients' sexual needs. Then, once her he is able to expunge Roxy's mind from her body and control it with his own mind, he realizes that his mind had been so influenced by her strong feminine hormones that flowed through it, that he had become a real woman in mindset as well as in body.
    Rather than bemoan his strange fate which, no matter how hard he tried to find the reason for it and couldn't, Anne, as he calls himself now in order to differentiate between her new self and old Roxy, accepts her new reality and tries to create a life for herself as a woman.
    Please note that this book is based on my previously published series, Butch Bitches, and contains many of its erotic elements.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAaron Pery
    Release dateFeb 6, 2014
    ISBN9781311276544
    Oblivious Demon
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    Aaron Pery

    As most authors might claim, I was always been a natural storyteller and voracious book reader. Somehow, I also knew that some day I would sit down and write a book, which I did quite recently.When I finally sat in front of my computer monitor to do just that, the words literally came pouring out. Before very long, I had written many books in various genres.At first, my prolific writing was mainly for the pleasure and self-entertainment involved, until I discocered Smashwords and ebooks, and here I am, a published author with a long list of books to my credit. And many more to come.

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      Oblivious Demon - Aaron Pery

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      Note: This work contains material of explicit sexual nature that is only suitable for those over the age of 18.

      Oblivious Demon

      Chapter One

      The line at the checkout counter moved at an annoying snail’s pace. Matthew Kane had stopped at the supermarket to buy a few items and joined the fast-moving ‘cash only’ line, moving to another lane when he realized that he did not have enough cash to cover his purchases. He then became quite irritated when the new cashier worked very slowly on a large order.

      They’re all just as bad so if you move you are gonna have to start all over again. A deep but quite feminine voice behind him said with a chuckle.

      Matthew turned and smiled at her. You’re right, of course. She was about twenty-five, he thought, tall, and beautifully curvaceous. He quickly averted his eyes from her large and well-exposed breasts, his face turning red when he realized that he had stared at them so openly.

      The woman laughed when she saw Matthew’s discomfort. Don’t feel bad about sneaking a look at my boobs because I wanted you to see them, that why I opened my blouse so low. For you, really.

      She leaned forward until Matthew saw her very erect nipples, each surrounded by a huge circle of black aureoles. Fascinated by the sight and the fact that despite her size she did not wear a bra, Matthew smiled. I try to be a gentleman, my dear young lady, especially when confronted with such an enticing décolletage.

      She giggled, which made her breasts undulate in an extremely sensual way. I love how you said it. She extended her hand. My name’s Roxy Harris.

      Matthew Lord. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Roxy.

      She held on to his hand and whispered in her sexy, husky voice. You like my titties, Matt?

      Despite his embarrassment Matthew responded instinctively. You have the most exceptional breastwork I ever saw.

      The woman gave him a curious look. You sound like a soldier. Are you?

      I used to be a Marine.

      Officer?

      Yeah. But that’s been a while ago. Now I’m just a history professor, and even that’s about to change because I’m retiring on Friday. Why am I giving her such personal details, he thought, wondering if maybe he was about to succumb to her tempting looks and attitude.

      You a married man, Matt?

      I was, Roxy. To the same wonderful woman for almost forty years until she passed away last year.

      You telling me that you wasn’t the fooling around kind of man, and still aren’t? There was a clear note of disappointment in Roxy’s voice.

      Matthew was pleased with her reaction. That’s a very kind thing of you to say to an old man.

      Old? What’s age got to do with it? You’re a handsome devil, Matt, and I bet women try to jump your bones all the time.

      Flustered by her response, Matthew turned to look at the cashier, who had just finished with the customer ahead of him. Oh, it’s my turn. It was nice chatting with you, Roxy.

      Likewise, Matt. I hope we bump into each again.

      That would be nice.

      Matthew was about to write the check for his grocery purchase when he felt the first constriction in his chest. The pain became so intense that the pen dropped out of his suddenly numb hand as a series of hammer-like strikes pounded his heart. He began swaying as black circles began swirling in front of his eyes before falling backward, and the last sound he heard before the blackness in his head became total was that of Roxy gasping loudly.

      The cashier and the customers looked with horror as he was caught by Roxy, who gave him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation until the paramedics arrived. One of them asked her once they put Matthew on a stretcher. You know this man?

      No. We was just talking in line and when he fainted and I thought I could help by giving him CPR.

      I see. You took a course?

      Yeah, at work but a long time ago. Is the nice old gentleman dead?

      You did everything you could but I’m afraid he was beyond help the moment he fainted.

      Roxy did not react as she suddenly looked downward and her heavy, labored breath sounded very loud in the confined space between the two cashier stalls as her eyes turned inward. The paramedic grabbed her before she fell and, with the aid of his partner, gently put her down on the floor.

      Poor kid, One of them commented while broking a vial of ammoniac under nose. Having someone die on you while you’re trying to save him.

      Yeah, but I’m sure she’ll be okay in a minute. The other said as both watched Roxy regain consciousness slowly.

      You okay, Miss?

      Roxy got up shakily and gave the paramedic a strained look. I think so. All I need right now is to lie down.

      You want us to take you to the hospital? You shouldn’t be driving right now.

      Don’t need to ‘because I walked over here. I live just two blocks away.

      Okay, Miss. Just be careful.

      Matthew was utterly confused when he regained his senses. A thought crossed his mind that maybe the paramedics had arrived in time to save his life, but he quickly dismissed the notion as absurd. I died, I know that for sure, he thought, but being able to think means that I’m wrong so maybe the crap I’ve been told about life after death is true. No, I don’t believe that’s possible so there’s something else going on that I must find out about. Is it possible that the paramedics were wrong and when we got to the hospital the Emergency Room doctor found out that I wasn’t really dead? Yes, that must be it or I wouldn’t be able to think.

      He breathed in deeply in an attempt to discern his location and, to his great surprise, instead of a hospital smell of disinfectant, what he sniffed was a mixture of very feminine perfumes. This is crazy, because it means that I’m in a woman’s bedroom rather than the hospital or a morgue, and I’m definitely s not in my home, that’s for sure.

      His location was instantly verified when Matthew opened his eyes and saw a canopy stretched over a four-poster bed, and gaudy wallpaper covering the strangely decorated bedroom. Closing his eyes in an attempt to make sense of his situation he felt something strange—an unfamiliar weight on his chest that was stretching his skin sideways on both sides.

      Fearing the answer to what he already suspected, Matthew nevertheless jumped out of bed and rushed to stand in front of the full mirror on the closet door. The image he saw sent shivers through him because it was that of the naked body of the woman from the supermarket, whose huge breasts were undulating as the result of his rush over.

      A scream filled Matthew’s mind when the memory of what had happened to him just before the paramedics had left came back. I became confused, he thought, when they addressed me as Miss, which made me look at myself and all that I could see were huge tits, the very same that I see still jiggling in the mirror. And the shock of seeing them was so upsetting that I fainted. So what’s going on, and how can this be?

      Matthew looked at himself from every angle, groaning loudly when he saw that the body he had thought such a short time ago was so utterly sexy, was in reality quite gross. It had a protruding stomach that was covered by a thick mat of red hair extending down to the crotch and the thick pubes below it, huge round buns and breasts, thick ankles, and fat thighs. And, worse, widely spread labial folds through which he saw glistening pink flesh beneath a huge clitoris.

      Matthew dropped heavily into a chair, gasping when his breasts bounced painfully up and down as a result of it, which increased the volume of his crying. It took him nearly thirty minutes to come out of the utterly desperate feeling and his sense of loss. Disgusting, to cry like a ninny when I should be happy to be alive, he mumbled, even if I do look like a fat Valkyrie. But never mind that right now because I need to think things through calmly. The fact is that I really died, but not all of me, just my tired old body. And since Roxy and I were physically linked when she gave me CPR my mind must have scrambled out of my worn out body and invaded her young one. It’s an outlandish idea but it’s the only possible explanation to why I now exist in her body. Yes, that’s got to be it—my superior mind taking possession of a body that belonged to a lesser one, much lesser as I’d noticed in our short conversation. But then, if that’s what happened, where did Roxy’s mind go to?

      The growling sound that came from his stomach so startled Matthew that he sat up straight, which made him look directly at the electronic clock on the bedside table. Jesus, it’s Friday—six days after my physical death. And now, oh my God, I got to piss in the worst way, too.

      Suddenly, in the midst of getting up to rush to the bathroom, Matthew lost control of Roxy’s body and fell heavily back into the chair. It was as though his contemplation of a moment earlier about where her mind went to had awakened it and brought Roxy back to control her motor abilities and now, no matter how hard he tried to move any part of her body, he could not do it. Yet, though no he was longer in control, Matthew still retained all of his own senses and could feel the chill of the morning on the skin that was no longer his, hear the noise of cars passing in the street, and smell the scent of body odor and her perfume.

      A moment later, responding to her body’s need to relieve it, Roxy got up and began walking toward where Matthew assumed the bathroom must be located. On her way past the bed Matthew looked again at the electronic clock on the bedside table, and confirmed to himself that indeed he had been in oblivion for nearly a week while Roxy went on with her normal life.

      Chapter Two

      Roxy walked through a short corridor led to the bathroom, where she quickly dropped onto the toilet seat. Matthew was fascinated to watch as she spread her legs widely and pulled her skin folds apart before releasing her bladder. He chuckled when the loud, gurgling sounding spray of hot urine hit her thighs and matted pubic hair, and her almost futile attempt to clean herself up with toilet paper that kept tearing up and soiling her hand.

      His amusement stopped instantly when a dire realization hit Matthew like a hammer. If what I think happened to me is true, and I’m pretty sure that it is, then from here on I’m going to get splattered with hot piss every time I have to go. Yes me, not Roxy, who didn’t seem to care about getting wet because that’s how she’d always been pissing so she thinks nothing about it unlike me, who felt every drop landing on her thighs like they were really mine. And that’s a fact, just as I suddenly have a pussy instead of a cock between my legs. Oh, shit, and a pair of tits as big as balloons.

      The loud sound of Roxy breaking wind while defecating stopped his trend of thoughts since he was uncomfortable being an observer, actually a participant in her toilet activity, especially when the resultant foul smell filled the bathroom. Silly to feel this way, he thought, because everything that she’ll be doing from now on will be just as much mine as hers. Everything? God, I hope not.

      Refusing to think of other activities that Roxy might engage in, Matthew observed with fascination as she showered, after which she put on her panties and a bra. He thought she used too much makeup and that it was much too loud, but he had to admit that it matched her short blond hair to perfection. I wonder what she does for a living that she needs to get so carefully ready, Matthew thought, watching as Roxy returned to the bedroom to finish getting dressed.

      Roxy’s car, a well-kept recent model Pontiac Trans-Am convertible, which Matthew appreciated since it had a manual transmission and was just as powerful as his Corvette. Then he was pleased when she stopped at a small coffee shop, where the man behind the counter placed a steaming coffee mug and an ashtray in front of her. By the time Roxy finished her heavily creamed and sugared coffee and stubbed out her cigarette, the man brought her breakfast plate over. This is Nirvana—a cig with my coffee, plenty of eggs, bacon, ham, and pancakes he thought as he dug in, haven’t had such a large delectable breakfast in twenty years.

      His earlier delight was dampened a little when Roxy parked in a lot of a heavy manufacturing plant, where she punched in before going to her office. It wasn’t really an office but a broom closet filled with cleaning supplies and implements. After checking her stock she loaded a cart and pushed it into the adjacent men’s bathroom, where the smell of urine and feces was horrendous.

      Roxy applied herself to cleaning the mess without minding the smell and filth, and thirty minutes later the bathroom was sparkling clean. The women’s bathroom was just as dirty, as were the other three sets of bathrooms, all of which were diligently cleaned. She must be a total moron to have to do this kind of ghastly work especially since there must be less degrading jobs even for people like her, so why is she doing this?

      Matthew’s question was answered during Roxy’s lunch break, when she returned to the broom closet and pushed a loaded cart out of the way to reveal a narrow cot. To his surprise she quickly undressed and lay on the cot in anticipation of what he knew was to be her first customer of the day. And sure enough, moment later, a worker entered the room and dropped his pants to expose his engorged cock and climbed on top of her.

      His mind shrieked soundlessly at the sensation of the man’s throbbing cock penetrating Roxy’s pussy and began pumping vigorously. He tried unsuccessfully to block the appalling physical and emotional feelings that filled him when the man came and filled her with his hot semen which further revolted Matthew as he felt the thick fluid drip out of her pussy, which Roxy wiped off with a damp towel that she kept on a stool next to her. Jesus, he thought when her next customer mounted Roxy a moment later, she must be a real dummy not to use condoms while fucking these dregs of humanity.

      To his utter disgust, by the time Roxy serviced her third customer, reaching

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