Control

As she got out of her car, Pamela suddenly froze. She was worried, and it only got more worrisome when her body started moving again -- only she wasn’t controlling any of the movements. She wanted to scream, “What’s happening!?” But she was unable to move her lips to speak.

“I’ll tell you,” She heard her own voice say responding to her thoughts, “I’m taking control of your body.”

“You can’t!” She thought as loudly as he could.

“I’ve already done it. For the moment, you are a voice in my head, but soon enough even I won’t be able to hear you. You’ll just be along for the ride, and believe me, it’l be a ride. I’ve always been curious what it would be like to be a woman.”