I held John in my upper left hand, looking down on him. He was terrified, and afraid of what I was gonna do to him.
I wanted to shush him, to assure him that it's ok, but I couldn't.
Bec was primarily in control, leaving me barely able to take any action.
As I brought him closer to my face, I tried to whine, but Bec turned it into a growl, scaring John even more, him now covering his face.
My other four arms pawed at the one Bec was using, desperate to stop whatever it was planning.
Bec's conscious was weakening, as I was fighting to take over our body. I hoped he'd give up soon, but I could feel his determination.
He forced my mouth