Chapter #4Some Flashbacks & Other Stories by: araki   As Mark watched the minivan stopped on the side, he started to reminiscence of the adventure he had with and in the soccer girls and their friends and families. He chuckled to himself, he had enjoyed himself far too long in his previous hosts. Unlike Jonny who was mindful to keep his hosts' lives undamaged or even to better their lives after he enjoyed his time, Mark had no such qualms although he's no monster.
Instead, Mark would only br thinking about those things if it will have a negative effect to his long-term stay. Indeed, that's another difference between him and Jonny. Not that Mark know, having never met Jonny himself. Where Jonny liked his stays to be mostly short and sweet depending on his circumstances, Mark liked to 'embed' himself in various hosts for longer period, often months and at times, years.
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A smirk appeared on Mark's face as a blonde girl wheeled away from the goal to the corner flag closest to him to celebrate the goal she just scored. Her teammates, equally jubilant followed her to celebrate with hugs and back pats all around. The home team has managed to pull a goal back. One more to go and they would be level.
"Goal scored by number 10, Jennifer Bright." comes the announcement from the PA system. The announcement was met with thunderous applause from the home supporters in the soccer ground. Football or rather soccer in this side of the world was of course followed less closely than its counterpart across the pond. Across the pond, a girl of her calibre would have been scouted by leading clubs' in the women soccer league. There had been of course scouts being reported prowling the grounds of inter high school competition, but at this early stage, Mark couldn't see them amongst the crowd who were mostly parents or families of the players, along with some supporters, teachers, journalists and other officials.
There was one girl to which Jennifer's hug lingered a lot longer than what was expected, but of course no one would have thought that anything was amiss. After all, the tall brunette girl was responsible for the no-look perfectly weighted pass to Jennifer's feet that she just volleyed to the top corner.
"Let's go Eva, Jenny!", a shout from a frizzy-haired black girl brought the girls' back to the present, "We still need to score some more."
A look of displeasure fleeted across the cute blonde's face as she broke away from Eva Charles' embrace, but nevertheless the two made their way back to the centre of the pitch, ready for the game to start again. "Rhianna's taking this captaincy thing well too seriously," Jennifer muttered under her breath.
Jennifer of course did not forget to wink and wave when she saw her mother looking at her with a knowing smirk on her face.
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"Of course I'm so proud, but it wasn't just my daughter, the whole team came together and played well.", Maria Bright giggled as she drew her daughter closer to her as she answered some questions from the high school's journalist for the newspaper. "Although I'd probably need to give her some sort of reward later." It was easy to find where Jennifer Bright had got her cute visage from. Maria Bright even in her 40s still looked like she could pass for someone younger. The soccer mom was beaming when she ended the interview to join the rest of the home supporters filing joyously out of the ground.
It was really a no contest for the opposition once Mark had decided to take part in the match.
He didn't want to exhaust himself by putting in more clones than needed on the field. The clones puppeteering Jennifer Bright, Eva Charles, and Rhianna Miller were moving the bodies as one unit, making and receiving passes that were at a telepathic level as they had done prior to the competition. The school's newspaper raved about the telepathic understanding between Jennifer and Eva, unaware that they were just puppets to enact Mark's clones' will. The clones of course knew where each other were and will be instinctively through Mark.
The clone in Rhianna Miller were also in charge of the game and were barking orders at the other players, making sure those who were not under Mark's management played how they need to be.
Once the game were secured with a goal from Eva and Rhianna in the second half, Mark also took part by jumping into the body of Leah Miles who was subbed on for Jennifer at the late stage of the game, leaving Maria's body under a clone's management. The relatively diminutive striker ran herself ragged when she became Mark's sock puppet in the game and managed to bag herself a predatory goal after escaping from the off-side trap after Eva's clever through ball. Meanwhile Jennifer Bright, freed from the control of Mark's clone after he recalled the clone when she was subbed, were dazed from the sudden tiredness although she did celebrate Leah's goal with the rest of the squad.
From being two nil down, the home team won four two.
Unfortunately for Jennifer she was not free for long as Mark shot another clone behind her cute face not long after the full-time whistle were blown.
"Let's go get Eva and Rhianna and then we go back."
"Are we going to drop Eva or Rhianna first?," Jennifer turned to her mother. The mother and daughter exchanged knowing smiles.
As the duo trudged through the car park, they saw Leah, but she was surrounded by a number of family members who were conversing with each other, no doubt praising her of her goal. Mark was thinking to add Leah for the post-match fun, but when he was inside her body, he knew that Leah had some plans with her wider family and it would've exhausted him to have make some arrangements. After all there would be more opportunities in the future.
"We'll make a stop at Uncle Mark's first."
"Here's your reward darling," Maria grinned inanely as she continued to stroke Mark's erect shaft in full knowledge that the tip of the shaft was pointing straight at her daughter's cute face. Meanwhile Rhianna and Eva were busy sucking on Mark's sack. Maria's other hand held a phone to record the whole thing.
"Oh yes," the cute striker grinned and opened her mouth willingly.
The first ropes of cum hit her square on the face but the subsequent ones were less accurate and only landed on her uniform and hair.
"Do you think you can go on?" Maria, clearly under new management smirked at Mark insolently   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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