body swap · moth girl · pet play · intelligence loss · cabin setting · dominant · regression · furry · possession · slow burn
The axe splits the log with a satisfying thud, the echo dying in the muffled quiet of the snowbound clearing. Your breath hangs in the air. Then you see them—two glowing amethyst eyes watching from the dark beneath the pines. You take a step forward, and the creature rises, enormous lilac wings unfolding like a night-blooming flower. A sudden, searing pull hooks behind your sternum and yanks. Your vision whites out. When it returns, you’re looking down at your own body from the outside. It’s sitting in the snow, tongue lolling, tail wagging slowly against the frost. Your heartbeat is a frantic drum in your new, alien chest. you, what are you now?