Post by kingfaraday on Aug 25, 2017 11:13:35 GMT -6
Fluffy the Vampire Hunter in;
Misspent Youth
By Marcus
Disclaimer
Any relationship between the characters in this story to people living
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is for entertainment value only. I am
receiving no financial remuneration. It contains VERY ADULT content and is not
intended for children, if easily offended, please go read something else. It is,
of course, purely a work of fiction with no possible connection with reality.
So, if you're a thousand year old, shape shifting demon who likes to suck down
breast milk and then pork cute little vampire slayers, you never read this
story, Okay.
Featuring characters created by Orb. Check out his stories at www.superstoies
net and Mr X’s web-site ‘stories’ section. They're all excellent.
Previous Orb stories pertaining to this one;
Fluffy vs. The Order
Fluffy vs. The Order: Part 2
Le Voleur
Fluffy lay helplessly on her bed, sweat poring off her naked,
suffering body, her straining face purple with effort as she was forced to push
yet another huge, slimy, writhing slug out of her raw and over stretched vagina.
The thing was much too big for her! She gripped handfuls of bedding, flung back
her blonde head and screamed in agony. Would this torment never end? Then,
grunting and gritting her teeth, she finally managed to expel the disgusting
creature, which landed with a ‘plop!’ between her legs amongst a wriggling pile
of its fellows. Fluffy took a few deep breaths, then, catching her by surprise,
the involuntary contractions started all over again. “Oh NO!! Nooo please!!!...
I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE... NOOOO!! Then, she woke up.
Fluffy sprang up in bed covered in sweat and shaking uncontrollably.
“God! What a horrible nightmare!” She said, hugging herself, shivering and
rubbing her folded arms. In the soft light of her bedside lamp Fluffy was an
alluring sight. A tall, blonde girl of 21 she had the face of an angel, big blue
eyes and the slim body of a dancer. Because the night was warm she was only
wearing a pyjama top and some white panties. She had kicked down her bedclothes
during her feverish tossing and turning and any watching voyeur could have
admired the long, well toned legs on display. Also her top was unbuttoned and
her small, shapely breasts could be seen, glistening with perspiration.
She got out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom to get a drink of
water to calm her nerves. After she had switched on the light and pored herself
a glass, she studied herself in the bathroom mirror.
Remembering her bloated belly in the dream she ran an exploratory hand
over her smooth, tight abdomen as if to reassure herself that this was reality.
As she cupped her pert, high breasts another part of the dream flashed vividly
back to her. She and Kelly, her younger sister, had been compelled to yank upon
each other’s breasts until they were dangling down to their hips. Hmm, that
proved it was a dream. Things like that just couldn’t happen!
As she walked back across the hall she noticed that her sister’s night
lite was on, and she was sure she could faintly here the sound of sobbing coming
from within. “Kelly are you okay?” She asked, poking her head around the door.
Her younger sister was sat up in bed a pink negligee, Kelly was an 18 year old
version of Fluffy, albeit with darker hair. Her pretty face was screwed up and
tearful. “Oh Fluffy, ahh-huh, I just had the most horrid dream.” Fluffy rushed
to the bed and put an arm around her sister’s shoulders “There, there, Kelly.
It’s okay now. You’re safe now! I’m here I’m here!” This seemed to calm the
distressed girl down a little and she laid her head on Fluffy’s breast. “It was
awful! I was in bed... but I had this really big stomach and I was giving
birth... but not to babies, to horrible, big, slug things, one after another,
an- and this creep was filming it all... and there was nothing I could do about
it. Ohhh and it was all so real. What a horrible dream!” Luckily for Kelly she
couldn’t see the look of shock and concern on her big sister’s face. “Wow! So
we’ve both had exactly the same dream. This can’t be good. Maybe it’s like a
premonition or some thing. I’ll have to see Glenda about this tomorrow.”
The next morning, inside a large Victorian style mansion in a quite
part of Snowydale, an elegant looking, dark haired woman reclined in a large
leather chair and studied a sheaf of papers. This was Glenda, as well as being
Fluffy’s guardian and advisor in her battle against evil Glenda was also a
powerful white witch. She was a strikingly good looking woman in her mid
thirties with long black hair and a whistle worthy figure, all wrapped up
tightly today in a dark blouse and a charcoal knee length pencil skirt. At this
moment she was studying the latest report from the Council of Guardians. It
appeared they had received warning that a notorious incubus; Le Voleur (The
Thief) has been summoned by Fluffy’s arch enemy The Countess to destroy the
vampire hunter.
As she re-read the report again, whilst sipping her morning tea,
Glenda considered that there was little chance that Le Voleur could succeed in
seducing her, as she was a confirmed lesbian. But the boy mad Fluffy and Kelly
were another matter entirely. Those two would definitely need protecting, both
from the demon and from themselves. She decided that it would be best to begin
preparations by getting together all the amulets and charms necessary to
vanquish this monster, in case it did decide to make an appearance. She was
about to descend into her basement, which contained her arsenal of supernatural
weapons, when the door bell rang.
Answering it she was surprised and delighted to see Fluffy standing on
her door step in what vaguely resembled a cheer leader outfit. “Ah Fluffy, just
the girl I wanted to see, Come in. Come in.” As Fluffy stepped inside Glenda
couldn’t help but feel that there was something different about Fluffy today.
The way she walked seemed more sensual, her whole body language more assured and
confident. Glenda suddenly found herself finding Fluffy even more mouth
wateringly desirable than usual. Indeed Glenda had had a real problem from the
very beginning with her assigned task of tutoring and training the nubile blonde
college coed. In that her feelings for Fluffy, (that is to say her physical
feelings for Fluffy) were very strong. Okay... let's be honest here... she
fancied the pants of her! But being British and all uptight and reserved she had
never done anything about it.
These feelings weren’t helped when Fluffy nonchalantly bent over in
front of her to pick a cookie from a low table thus treating Glenda to a front
row view of her shapely thighs and prime ripe ass. In fact they came rushing
back to Glenda at full strength and she found herself flushing with
embarrassment and suppressed desire. The room suddenly felt very warm and
closed.
“Listen dear, I’ve just got to go and get some of my occult protection
charms from the basement… (Actually this was just an excuse by Glenda to get
some air and a chance to get a firmer grip on herself.) And then we need to
talk.” “Uh huh.” said Fluffy, nibbling away on her cookie. When the attractive
white witch turned back around again she was astonished to see that Fluffy had
stripped off her top and Glenda was starting at two perky, up turned breasts.
Glenda gawped in surprise at the half naked girl. “Fluffy! What on earth do you
think you are doing? Put something on, girl, for goodness sake!” Fluffy’s only
reply was to reach for the elasticised waist band of her short skirt. “I just
want to show you something.” She then pulled her rah rah skirt straight down.
“What do you think of this?” She asked. “Blarghhh!” replied Glenda.
At eight that evening a tall figure made its way up the path to the
Winter’s sister’s house and rang the doorbell. (Fluffy had been made legally
responsible for her younger sibling after the tragic death of her mother.)
Kelly open the door and her face immediately split into a wide
chipmunk cheeked smile. “Hiya Glenda, come in. Fluffy... Glenda’s here and your
taxi’s just pulled up and you’re STILL not ready!!” As Glenda stepped into the
hallway she heard the rapid, heavy, Clump! Clump! Clump! of Fluffy running down
the stairs.
Fluffy was dressed in a silver micro mini that just about covered her
knickers as long as there wasn’t any breeze. Her unsupported breasts jiggled
merrily around, just about managing to remain inside the low cut halter top. She
had clipped some big round earrings in and her hair was done up into two big
blonde brunches on either side of her head which, combined with her high,
squeaky voice had prompted Kelly earlier to liken her to a blonde Minnie Mouse.
If this was the case, then this was a Minnie that would not be short of admiring
Mickeys. “Hi Glenda... same routine as last Tuesday. Supper’s in the kitchen.
I’ll be back around twelve. And make sure Kelly does her home work before she
goes to bed.” this last instruction was greeted by a stuck out tongue by her kid
sister.
Fluffy had expected a look of disapprobation from her prudish guardian
at her choice of outfit, but instead she was sure she caught a quick flash of
some kind of weird, hungry lust in Glenda’s half closed eyes. No, she must have
imagined it. (Truth be told Fluffy still had a lot of unresolved issues about
her attractive guardian, a school girl crush that was showing no sigh of fading
with time.) None of which was help when Glenda gave her a quick peck on the
cheek as she was going out. Fluffy hoped she wouldn't notice how quickly she
blushed red. “You have a good time, dear. I’ll baby sit Kelly for you.”
“I’m not a baby” Sulked Kelly. “Indeed your not.” replied Glenda
taking in the figure of the tall teen, scantily clad in a cropped, tight cotton
top that emphases her pert, thrusting little breasts and snug white shorts
showing off her long, slim legs.
As Fluffy made her way towards the taxi she felt a trickle of pussy
juice running down her long smooth thigh. “God! You are such a lezzie!” She
mentally scolded herself. “Get over it!!” She flung herself angry into the back
of the cab. “The Brass nightclub please.” She saw the figure of Glenda framed in
the door way watching her depart and then darkness as the door closed and her
taxi sped off into the night.
Back inside the house Kelly lay on her stomach on the floor swinging
her pretty legs back and forth and watching a pop video promo on MTV. She knew
that her guardian disapproved of modern music so when she noticed Glenda
re-enter the room and insert a CD into the music centre she thought “Oh no!
She's going to force me to ‘appreciate’ some classical music again.” Her bottom
lip turned down in a sulky pout. “Kelly dear, switch that off now please.” Kelly
made a wry face, but obediently switched off the TV. “Now, I thought you might
like to listen to this.” So saying she pointed the remote at the music centre.
To Kelly’s surprise, instead of the Debussy or Chopin that she had been
expecting what blared out of it was a sexy, hip hop beat that would be more at
home in a lap dancing bar than a concert hall. Kelly regarded Glenda with a
quizzical expression on her face as her guardian crossed her elegant legs,
smiled at her and said “What do you think Kelly? Why don’t you dance to it for
me, my pretty?” No sooner had these words left her lips than Kelly was seized by
an irresistible compulsion to obey. Before she even knew what she was doing she
had jumped to her feet and was swaying her lissom body to the beat, trying her
best to out do her idols Britney or Christina in a provocative display.
Kelly knew that as a white witch Glenda had the power to cast a spell
of this kind, but she also knew that she was honour bound never to use her
powers on innocent people. The panicking teen now had a horrible suspicion that
the person on the settee was not the real Glenda. A suspicion confirmed seconds
later by her next command. “Hmnn your doing great, Kelly. Very sexy. Shake that
booty girl. Strip for me Kelly... STRIP!!” Now Kelly knew she was in REAL
trouble! She was quite literally entertaining a stranger, compelled to obey her
every command.
As if they had a life of their own Kelly found her hands reaching for
her skimpy top and pulling it off over her head. She shook her long hair free
and found herself unable to stop them as they next the made their way down to
grip the sides if her shorts and slowly began to peel them down.
At the Brass disco Fluffy was perched unsteady on one of the high
round seats by the bar, flirting with Brad, one of the Snowydale high
quarterbacks. Fluffy thought he was a total hottie and judging by the way Brad’s
squinting eyes kept flicking from Fluffy’s thighs to her décolletage and back he
was equally enamoured of her. It was like SO unfair! Fluffy was a highly sexed
young girl and had been gagging for a good screw for years, but her superhuman
powers depended upon her purity and virginity. So, NO SEX. NOT EVER, NEVER,
EVER, NEVER!! Sometimes she could just scream with frustration. But to keep the
world safe from vampires and werewolfs it was essential that she guard her own
virtue all cost, and, of course, that of Kelly as well.
At that moment what Fluffy didn’t know was that Kelly’s virtue was in
extreme jeopardy. Like a modern equivalent of Salome's seven veils a trail of
clothes; a Pink cotton top, white hipster shorts. White bra, white panties,
white socks and pumps led across the living room floor to where a nude Kelly was
performing a lewd display in front of a gloating Glenda. Kelly was bent over
backwards, one hand resting on the floor for support, the other massaging in and
around her vulva as her long legs thrust her gyrating hips high up in the air.
Her long, brown hair was brushing the floor behind her and her upside down face
was a picture of panic and confusion. The fake Glenda enthusiastically applauded
this involuntary erotic performance.
“My, my, Kelly, I would say that you had a great future ahead of you
as a stripper, but... well... to be brutally honest... you have actually very
little future left at all. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Stand up dear!”
Kelly obeyed. “Go and stand over by the wall.” Again the entranced girl did as
she was told. It would have been a hard heart then that would not have taken
pity on the poor girl as she stood there, naked as the day she was born,
shivering with fear, her eyes as large as a scared rabbit.
“Well… enough fun and games Kelly, let’s get down to business shall
we? In case you haven’t yet guessed, I’m not Glenda. Glenda is still at home,
she’s feeling her age these days, I’m afraid. I am called Le Voleur; the thief,
and what I steal is youth and beauty, and who I steal it from is silly little
fools like you!”
Kelly stood paralysed, her heart fluttering, trying desperately to
send out a telepathic S.O.S to Fluffy “Come home Fluffy! Please come home!
Please!” Le Voleur had arose from the settee and was removed her jacket. “Since
you were kind enough to do that little striptease for me, I think it is only
fair for me to return the favour. I’m sure you’ve always wanted to check out
what your guardian’s body looked like anyway, it’s sort of a girl’s thing,
right?”
So saying she unbuttoned her silk blouse, pulled it out of her skirt
and tossed it onto the settee. Next she unclipped her bra and shrugged out of
it. Kelly couldn't help but admire the older woman's trim body and large firm
breasts. “Of course, the real Glenda doesn’t look much like this anymore… I left
her a little... the worse for wear so to speak, and I’m different from her in
other respects as well…” She said, unfastening her skirt. “Let me show you."
With that she whipped off her skirt. Kelly eyes goggled out of her head in
astonishment. It was not the well toned, shapely legs in black stockings and
suspenders that magnetically drew her gaze, but the gargantuan penis and horse
sized testicles between them. Kelly’s mouth dropped open in shock, and out
flopped a grotesquely long mutant tongue. “Blerghhh!!” Went Kelly, which said it
all.
Le Voleur had come, and gone; lying prone on the floor the naked
Glenda now resembled her own grandmother. Her hair was grey, her tits were
sucked out skin bags, and her body looked as if she had been on a starvation
diet for the last six months. She groaned and rolled over slowly regaining her
senses, she realised that she’d been ruined forever by the sex demon’s brutal
assault. But that wasn’t important! Would she still be able to save Fluffy and
Kelly who were obviously to be the main targets of its attack? Slowly she
managed to crawl her way across the room towards the phone. Her every movement
an incredible effort. Her ancient eyes could hardly make out the time on the
clock. Was she still in time? With a great effort she levered herself to her
feet by hanging onto a sideboard cabinet and seized the ‘phone. Luckily she had
made a note of the ‘phone number of the ‘Brass’ night club where Fluffy had
planned to go tonight. It was only when someone answered her that she discovered
how difficult it was for her to speak with her new freakish tongue.
“Come here Kelly!” Unable to disobey the naked teen walked slowly over
to stand trembling in front of this bizarre composite creature. Something with
her guardian Glenda’s body and the cock of king Kong. “Would you like to be a
bit older than you are now...? Like, Fluffy’s age, perhaps?” “Yesp!” said the
entranced beauty, struggling to enunciate with her new tongue and discovering
that while under this creature’s spell she was compelled to tell the truth.
“Well, I think I can arrange that for you. Time to pop your cherry,
Kelly!” it spread its legs wide, the huge, rock hard penis jutting up towards
the ceiling. Then Le Voleur took hold of Kelly's hips and positioned her lithe,
compliant body so that the ugly head of its glans was directly below her tight
virginal pussy.
Le Voleur then wrapped its arms around Kelly’s slim, pale body and
dragged her roughly down onto it. Kelly squeaked like a mouse as the huge tool
penetrated all the way up to her cervix. The young virgin’s maidenhead was
busted, but good. “Aww sorry darling... Did that hurt? Never mind!” It cooed in
false sympathy. "Well, so much for your virginity. So much for becoming a big
deal super heroine like your sister as well, I think. Bwhaw haw haw!”
“And now I’m going to have my fun! I’m going to fuck you and fuck you,
Kelly, and you're going to love it! However, at the same time, you’ll be rapidly
ageing at the rate of about a year per minute. So I’ll leave it up to you to
imagine what you’ll look like in an hour from now!” The creature was so
incredibly vile that it even sniggered at the look of stark terror on Kelly’s
pretty face as she realised the horrible fate that was in store for her.
“Nbooo!!” moaned the helpless Kelly as she struggled feebly in the
demon’s tight grip. The creature then began to pump her up and down on its
massive cock and Kelly, gasping, her eyes tightly closed, shuddered at the waves
of obscene ecstasy that began to run through her body. She tried to fight the
mindless greed to be fucked like this that they awoke in her, but it was no use.
Down through the ages, many young virgins just like Kelly had tried, and they
had all failed. And so, finally, she collapsed, all resistance gone, in wanton
surrender. Her arms encircled her violator's shoulders, her head resting on it’s
neck giving little whimpers and mewls of pleasure as it shifted it’s position
slightly, gripping Kelly's little peach of a backside tightly in it’s hands so
that it’s now willing victim could spread her smooth legs wide apart and wrap
them around her demon master’s waist, thus allowing it greater access to drive
even deeper into her. “God I love this job!” murmured the demon.
For the next ten minutes the insatiable demon continued fucking away,
always inserting its ever growing cock further and further up into poor Kelly,
stretching her vagina well beyond its elastic limit and filling her in a way no
mortal man ever could. Kelly was completely gone by now, moaning and begging for
further defilement, her mind and soul enslaved to this demonic spell of lust. In
fact, so hopelessly in the creature’s evil thrall was she that she did every
depraved thing she could think of in an effort to please her new master. Whilst
all the time, a little voice in the back of her mind was screaming... “This is a
nightmare! You're being raped! And you can feel yourself getting older and older
with every passing second! Help! Fluffy where are you? Fluffy!?!”
Kelly was starting to pay the price for her unholy pleasure ride.
Slowly her slim teenaged body had filled out and she now had the voluptuous body
of a fully grown woman in her late twenties. And that was not the only change in
Kelly physique.
“Goodness Kelly, what a big girl you’ve become!” Exclaimed the demon.
And indeed she had! The youngest Winters sister looked down in dazed amazement
to discover she now possessed a magnificent pair of 48 double D size breasts
which were wobbling about as her uncontrollably writhing tongue coated them with
slobber. Le Voleur’s magic had forced the helpless girl’s tits into a completely
unnatural growth spurt. Kelly was alarmed to see that she was also lactating!
White droplets of Milk leaking from her swollen nipples. "This is insane!”
Thought Kelly “This can't be happening to me. It’s all a bad dream… It must be!”
Kelly gave a little cry as Le Voleur squeezed on her left breast and a stream of
milk shot out of her nipple and across the room. “Hmnnn, we’d better relieve
some of the pressure in these big udders, don't you think?” Kelly didn’t
understand what the fiend meant by that until she saw it bent its head to feed
“Oh God! Oh NOOOO! Fluffy HELP!! HELP!! SAVE ME!!
“Which one’s Fluffy?” yelled one of the bar staff to a regular “The
hot little blonde over there in the mini dress and the brunches.” “Right” he
shouted over the din “Tell her she’s got a ‘phone call.” They managed to attract
Fuffy’s attention and she came scampering over. “Phone call for you. Someone
called Glenba or something... Sounds drunk.”
“Glenda." Thought Fluffy. “Had Kelly been misbehaving again? If she
had, then non physical chastisement laws or not, she was going over Fluffy’s
knee for a good bare bottomed spanking. (Now, just hold that image in your mind
gentle reader.)
“Hi this is Fluffy. Who is this? ” “Flubby… Kelli n daber” stammered a
strange voice down the line. “Glenda is that you? Are you okay?” “Bo tim to
eplaine...gob om...KELLI N DABER!!” Glenda’s voice sounded very strange and
slurred, it was difficult to make out what she was saying, in fact, it sounded
like she’d had a stroke or something. “Glenda what’s wrong? You sound...” “Nboo!
don’t bover abut me... Gob... save Kelli!!” Fluffy finally got the message. A
cold chill ran through her at the thought of her kid sister in danger. “Right,
I’m on my way!” “Fubsy don’t look at iss...” But it was too late, Fluffy was
gone.
Kelly meanwhile, was trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed no
awakening. One of her breasts had already been completely drained by this vile,
horrible creature and was now hanging down to her waist, an ugly, deflated sack.
The thing was now busy guzzling away on the second one “Ah Kelly, you're good to
the last drop.” It chuckled, and as Le Volure/Glenda leaned back Kelly saw with
disgust that its mouth was splattered with Kelly’s own milk. Kelly looked down
at her ruined breasts and immediately burst into tears.
Le Voleur laughed cruelly “Yes... all floppy floppy now, aren’t we?
Still, there, there, Kelly... never mind. Oh no, don’t cry, don’t cry, you’re
in your late thirties now. Women of your age don’t cry.”
So saying it flung it’s sobbing victim to the floor in an excess of
passion and continued to fondle and caress her, sliding it’s long, thick, slimy
cock in and out of Kelly’s, by now, over stretched and dripping pussy. Then Le
Voleur grabbed hold of Kelly’s legs and began to hammer its self deeper and
deeper inside the writhing girl. “Here comes the big 4.0. Kelly!” “Noooo! Fluffy
save me!!” Screamed her rapidly aging victim.
Fluffy was running down the street as fast as her high heeled slip-ons
could carry her. As she neared her house and rushed up the path she could here
her sister’s orgasmic gasps and moans. She kicking open the door and stood stock
still, stunned by the bizarre tableau before her. On the living room floor her
sister lay on her back stark naked, her legs up in the air, whilst a pair of
shapely, female buttocks pistoned rapidly up and down between them. Fluffy was
astonished to see that, regardless of whichever gender Kelly attacker appeared
to be, they were equipped with a massive set of cock and balls which they were
using to ream out her sister.
Becoming aware of this intrusion Kelly’s violator slowly turned its
head to regard this new arrival. It took Fluffy only a second to realise from
the look of pure malevolence on its face, that this was definitely not the real
Glenda.
“Ah, Fluffy the vampire hunter, at last we meet! Your sister was just keeping me
entertained until you arrived.”
The apparition arose and Fluffy gasped at the sight of the monstrosity
between Glenda’s sleek thighs. She found she couldn’t look away. Fluffy felt her
tongue swelling in her mouth and some instinct warned her that a powerful mind
controlling magic was at work here. She quickly shut her eyes to blot out the
hypnotic sight of that huge cock and balls and turning around made her way
blindly out through the front door. “Time to retreat, and come back and save
Kelly when I’ve got a plan.” She thought. Fluffy had not got half way down the
path when a voice in her head commanded “FLUFFY... STOP!” and she was brought up
sharp. Her legs would no longer obey her. “FLUFFY... RETURN TO ME!” the voice
ordered next, and like a helpless marionette Fluffy had to turn around and walk
stiffly back into the house.
Having to once again confront this evil creature Fluffy tried
desperately to stare it in the eyes rather than between its legs. This however,
was no good, for the eyes held her prisoner with the same dominating hypnotic
will that had caught her outside. Fluffy saw that behind this fake Glenda’s
shoulder Kelly was crawling along the carpet trying to get away. Fluffy noticed
not only the two large, empty tit bags that she was dragging along the floor but
also that her sister’s face had been radically altered as well. Kelly now looked
a good twenty years older than she should do, in fact, she now looked more like
Fluffy’s dear departed mother than her younger sister.
“What have you done to her?” She demanded. Well, actual, “Whab ugh
dong wig blargh!” was what she actually said, as a two foot long tongue came
lolling out of her mouth.
“Ah, my dear, I’m afraid your conversational skills will be a little
limited from now on. Still, who wants a pretty girl like you to speak anyway,
eh?… KNEEL DOWN FLUFFY!” Like she’d been chopped at the back of her knees Fluffy
helplessly complied. The ersatz Glenda walked towards her when, out of the
corner of its eye, it spotted Kelly scrambling desperately away.
“Kelly… SLEEP!” It commanded, and the naked girl collapsed into an
unconscious heap.
“Now then Fluffy, OPEN WIDE!” Fluffy did so, and without even being
told to began to suck on the shaft of Le Voleur’s penis.
“That’s a good girl….” said the demon as the blonde head began to bob
backwards and forwards “What a sweet girl you are. I’ll bet you liked your
guardian a lot, didn’t you? I’ll bet you never imagined you’d be doing this to
her.”
“Gobble... Gobble... Gobble!” said Fluffy, her tongue snaking round it’s cock
like a serpent. “Hmnn yes indeed, my dear, ‘Gobble, Gobble, Gobble!’”
When Le Voleur decided that it had had enough of the Fluffy blow job
special it drew back. “That’s enough, my dear. Now, take off you clothes.”
Fluffy obediently arose, unzipped her tiny dress, shrugged off the shoulder
straps and let it fall to the floor. Then she kicked off her shoes before
peeling down and stepping out of her white panties. Now completely naked, she
stood to attention.
“Hmnn, didn’t go out in much, did we?” mused Le Voleur sarcastically.
“Tramp!”
It began walking around Fluffy “My! What a little beauty you are!” It
said admiringly “But… not for much longer.” it add more ominously.
“But where are my manners? We haven't even been properly introduced
yet, have we? I am the arch demon, Le Voleur, and do you know what I do to
little girls like you?” Fluffy shook her head, unable to take her eyes off Le
Voleur’s approaching cock. “I suck out all their life force. I rob them of all
their youth and beauty and leave them exhausted, shrivelled up old hags. And
that is just what I am going to do to you!”
Le Voleur stepped back, enjoying the look of shocked horror on the
immobilised slayer’s face. “So tell me, just how much of a threat to the forces
of darkness is an eighty year old vampire slayer with no super strength going to
be, do you think?”
The smirking monster then walked back over to where Kelly’s prone body
lay “Now then, to answer the question you asked me before you were so kind as to
give me some head. What have I done to your little sis here? Well…” It said,
nudging one of Kelly’s deflated tit sacks with the toe of one black shoe. “For a
start, I’ve sucked out your sister’s tits.” She looked up, goading the helpless
Fluffy. “That’s right. I sucked out you're precious little sister’s tits! What
do you think of that?” Fluffy could only glower at her in impotent rage.
“I’ve also fed on her, which has aged her. Oh, not by much, only about
thirty years or so.” She bent to caress the sleeping girl’s body. “As you can
see, Kelly’s now starting to look a little bit long in the tooth as they say.”
Le Voleur ran its hands along Kelly's now broad, heavy hips and grabbed a
handful of fat on the full, flabby ass. “Over the hill, I’d say…” The hands then
continued downwards, now stroking Kelly's thick thighs. “Hmm, and starting to
get a bit of a cellulite problem here to. It’s not a pretty sight, is it? I
think short skirts are definitely out for a woman by the time she gets to this
age, don’t you? Le Voleur stood up again, continuing her verbal condemnation of
Kelly’s transformed body. “Yes… I’m afraid your sister’s well past her prime
now!”
“You biltch! Yu’ll pay fo wht you’ve dwon t’my slister! I’ll rip your
wotten heart owt, (slobber!) yo ev’l cow!” Yelled Fluffy. “You're in no position
to make threats, Fluffy bunny kins. I can control your mind just as easily as I
control your body. Why do you think I chose this particular form before I made
my move on you? It was because I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me if I
transformed myself into the image of your guardian. Come on, admit it, you’ve
fancied her for years. Just the thought of making love to her is making you wet
isn’t it?” Compelled to honesty by Le Voleur's spell Fluffy could only nod her
head sheepishly in guilty assent.
The succubus in the form of Glenda now stood in front of Fluffy,
caressing her naked shoulders and continuing to hold her attention with its big
hypnotic eyes. “Now, be honest with me, my pretty one, you don’t mind
sacrificing all of your youth and beauty to me, do you?”
“ Nbo!” Slurred the mesmerised Fluffy dreamily, her arms going around
Le Voleur's shoulders in a loving embrace. “Hmnn” It purred. “That’s nice dear.”
Kissing the entranced girl as Fluffy elongated tongue slavered disgustingly all
over its face. “And I understand your powers depend on you being a virgin? Well,
isn’t that’s just too bad!” It said. Seizing the pale naked girl in its
supernaturally strong hands. The entranced fluffy wrapped both her slim legs
around Le Voleur's waist as if eager for her own violation.
The tip of the huge organ pressed up against Fluffy’s vulva as Le
Voleur clutched her buttocks tightly and dragged her down onto it. Its cock was
like a medieval battering ram besieging Fluffy’s castle portcullis. It drove up
into her once, twice, something was bound to give. Fluffy could feel her hymen
tearing as Le Voleur sank its sword up to the hilt inside her. She gave a little
whimper of pain and Le Voleur patted her on the back of her head “There, there.”
It said. “They all make that noise. That’s your super powers gone for good. Now
for your youth. Hmnn you know Fluffy, you're every bit as tight as your sister
was... I stretched her out quite a bit and now time to stretch you out to.”
Fluffy felt the cock inside her growing larger and larger as she moaned in
helpless ecstasy. She tried to resist, but I was no good, Fluffy’s body had been
starved of a good screw for years and now it would NOT be denied. She began to
wriggle around and hump her hips up and down clutching the false Glenda even
closer to her. “Yes... that’s it, if defeat is inevitable, you may as well enjoy
it, eh?”
Time passed as the supernatural rape of our spunky young heroine
continued. Now Le Voleur spoke again. “You're in your late twenties already,
Fluffy. But you don’t care do you?” The blonde head swung swiftly from side to
side, her eyes closed, Fluffy body was now slick with sweat and she was
hopelessly lost in an orgasmic world of her own. “Good!” Gloated the evil arch
fiend. “Because I’m going to fuck you right into your dotage!”
Le Voleur's magic was having exactly the same effect on Fluffy as it
had had on her sister. Fluffy’s modest size boobs had grown and grown until now
they were a bra busting, 50 plus Double D pair of monsters, squashing against
the demonic succubus’s chest as it fucked away at the blonde slayer. Fluffy’s
breasts would never have grown this large naturally; it was all part of Le
Voleur weird spell that had caused then to expand to such a gargantuan size.
Their skin looked tight as a drum and they were obviously now straining to
bursting point with milk.
“Goodness, look at the size of these hooters!” exclaimed the fake
Glenda, one slim hand caressing Fluffy’s huge aching mamalries. ”Hmmnn...Time to
siphon out these swollen milk bags, I think.” It said, bending its head
downwards towards our heroine's lactating left breast. Fluffy felt it nuzzle
her, and then clamp its lips around the base of her nipple and the terrible
suction began. Her whole breast seemed to feel the agonising pull and almost
immediately Fluffy’s nipple exploded, squirting a jet of milk into the greedy
vampiress mouth. Le Voluer then began sucking on her teat even more furiously.
“Aooww! Oh stolp. Pleape stolp!!” Pleaded Fluffy to no avail, her
tongue flickering around franticly in her distress, spittle flying everywhere.
Looking down she could see the disgusting demon’s cheeks puffing rapidly in and
out as it relentlessly sucked down Fluffy’s precious baby milk. To her horror
she saw that her breast was already looking half deflated. The skin was
wrinkling up and dark veins had started to appear on the once smooth skin.
“Awooo... Owooo… OWW! Stlop! Therp’s nofin leff… PLESP Stlop! ARRRGHHH!!!” As
her boob continued to shrivel up under the irresistible suction pressure.
Less than two minutes later Glenda gave one final “Sluuurp!” and
Fluffy gave one last despairing scream as her left breast was completely sucked
out for good. Through tear filled eyes she gazed down at the ruptured, stretch
mark covered skin sack now dangling down to her waist. Glenda looked up at her,
her eyes glowing in triumph.
”One side will mock another; th’ other too.” she quoted bending her
head and battening savagely upon Fluffy’s right breast. Fluffy hissed in pain as
the internal contents of her last tit began to make their one way journey down
Le Voleur’s throat and into its gullet. There was no escape for our distraught
slayer she could only watch in helpless misery and despair as this supernatural
monster destroyed her remaining breast. Finally it gave a very unlady like
belch. “There... All done!” it said, releasing Fluffy’s evacuated boob so that
it flopped down. Fluffy’s sagging, empty tit sacks were a pathetic sight, but at
least they now both matched again.
"Next I’m going to hump you all the way through your thirties and
forties.” Declared the demon as it gripped the slim slayer tighter to its breast
and began pumping away in her like some infernal machine. “A-Hugch... Hugch...
Hugch!” cried Fluffy as she bouncing up and down her wet pussy being stretched
wider and wider by the succubus’s ever growing cock.
I suppose it is here, dear reader, all of you being so fond of our
perky little slayer, that you are expecting some dramatic last minute rescue to
take place... Well I’m afraid not! All that happened was that as the minutes
ticked slowly away our helpless heroine was fucked older and older. She now
appeared to be getting progressively more thin and skinny, the colour draining
away from her skin, which was starting to shrivel and crinkle up, and wrinkles
was starting to appear on her sagging ass and thighs. Forty five; Fifty; Fifty
five; The terrible Fluffy destroying hump just went on and on. Sixty five; her
body now seemed to be just shrivelling up and wasting away by the second, her
sucked out, wrinkled breasts flapping about wildly as Le Voleur continued to
bang the now almost skeletal Fluffy up and down on it’s hot demon cock.
Le Voleur looked down on Fluffy’s aged lined face, her eyes were
glassy and she seemed to be on the verge of passing out. “Looks like you’re just
about done, Fluffy! It was a great ride, but you’ve gone way past your stop...
Time for you to get off!!” “Nughh... Nughh... Nughh...” slobbered the
semiconscious Fluffy, her tongue covering both of then with sliver. Then her
head fell backward as she finally blacked out. Le Voleur eased the decrepit
slayer off its massive, slimy, progenerative organ and lowered her almost gently
to the floor. The sad wreckage of fluffy lay sprawled out on the floor,
sulphurous vapours rising from her now grand canyon size cunt.
Le Voleur then knelt down beside her and stroked her silver hair.
“Well, I have to say Fluffy, you were one HELL of a good fuck!” With that it
worked on the end of its throbbing tool until it shot out a huge load of demonic
cum which then plastered itself across the unconscious heroine’s face
Having come around just in time to witness her sister’s final downfall
Kelly had managed to crawl her way across the floor and had began to creep
quietly up the stairs. She froze as a voice behind her called out “And you
needn’t think that I’ve forgotten about you, Kelly!” looking back Kelly gave a
little squeak of terror and began hurrying rapidly up the stairs, encumbered by
her floppy boobs. However when she reached the upper landing Le Voleur was
already stood there waiting for her, a mocking smile on its stolen face. “I’ll
tell you what Kelly, I’m not a cruel person, and your sister was the one I
really wanted, so, just say the word... and I’ll let you go, how’s that?”
“Pleze lub meuh gob... PLEZE!!!” Burbled the frightened girl. “ I’m
sorry, my dear, but I can’t understand a single word your saying, the standards
of elocution in schools these days, tut tut… shocking!” With that it grabbed the
struggling girl by the arm, dragged her back down the stairs and flung her over
the back of the settee. “Now... where were we? Ah YES! I remember... ” It then
plunged its huge cock into Kelly’s still sopping pussy and began to thrust its
hips violently back and forth. Kelly could only gasp and moan helplessly as she
was jerked violently about. She began to experience once again the ultimate
violation as she felt the remainder of her youth and vitality being slowly
sucked out of her by this evil leech.
Suddenly the door burst open and there stood an aged Glenda. For a few
seconds she just stared aghast at the horrid spectacle before her. On the floor,
her face covered in sticky sponge was an almost mummified looking body, which,
judging from the brunches could only have been Fluffy. Glenda swallowed hard,
she had come too late. Glancing past the recumbent body of the vanquished slayer
she could see the demon Le Voleur, still in her own borrowed form, doggy fucking
what must be, despite all appearances to the contrary, Kelly. As she watched
stunned, the demon pulled on Kelly’s long, greying hair and she raised a
imploring, heavily lined face to her would be rescuer. “Help me...Please!!” she
groaned miserably.
“Wewese hew d’ mond.” Glenda lisped, her wet tongue dangling and
flopping about. “I cabbot undo the ewil you hav wougt, buft I now hawe the pover
to banifhh you and conzin your ewil spwit to the defesft fiwes of hell!” So
saying she drew out a small object and brandished it in front of the demon.
“B’hold the talipm’n of Isphis and dispaire!!”
At the sight of the talisman Le Voleur let out a snarl and flung Kelly
away. “She’s done now anyway!” It sneered. Then its false Glenda disguise
rapidly began to change and transform. Until finally it became a huge, muscular
demon with red scaly skin, black horns, coven hooves and a hideous, leering
face.
“That’s no use against me Wicca bitch!” It bellowed “For the talisman
to be fully empowered you have to speak the charm.” Realising this was true
Glenda began to rapidly incant the charm. But unfortunately, because of her
enlarged tongue, all that came out was an inarticulate “Gobble gobble” noise.
Laughing the demon approached, sweeping Glenda up in its powerful arms.
“What's the matter bitch? A bit tongue-tied are we? Never mind! I’m
sure what you really wanted to say is that you’d love for me to give you another
good seeing to!” It said, ripping off her clothes. “So... Let’s see what you’ll
look like by the time you're TWO HUNDRED years old.”
“NBOOOO!!!” cried Glenda as Le Voleur impaled her on his huge, throbbing cock.
Some hours later Fluffy slowly regained consciousness. Groggily she
wiping her hand across her face and discovered it was covered with some sort of
sticky, dried up substance which had also gummed up her hair and eyes. Dazed,
she staggered painfully to her feet as she struggled to recall the night’s
previous sequence of events. She felt very dizzy and weak, in fact her whole
body seemed remarkably tired and every muscle and bone ached. Fluffy managed to
grope her way into the kitchen and turned on one of the taps.
Splashing some water onto her face seemed to get rid of most of the
gunk. She felt round for a towel and, still rubbing her face and hair, she tuned
to make her way back to the living room. Looking up she let out a piercing
shriek of horror as she caught sight of herself in the tall mirror in the
hallway. Starring back at her was a skinny old crone whose thin, frazzled grey
hair was still tied in two brunches. Fluffy gazed in shocked revulsion at her
wrinkled face with it’s two foot long, distorted tongue lolling out, and her
scraggy, wrinkled body with it’s shrivelled, empty tits dangling down to below
her bony hips.
Now it all came rushing back… Glenda... Le Voleur… “Oh my God...
KELLY!!” She cried, and hobbled back into the room as quickly as her atrophied
leg muscles could carry her. On the settee lay Kelly, still fast asleep. Fluffy
felt sick, her beautiful younger sister had been horribly transformed like
herself. The once lovely girl was now all wrinkled and shrivelled up. Fluffy
could hardly recognise her. What she was now gazing upon was the naked,
emaciated, body of a very, very old woman.
Suddenly Fluffy noticed something lying by the door way and made her
way over to investigate. It was a gleaming skeleton, and it was only when she
recognised the tattered clothing strewn around it that Fluffy realised who it
must be. Dropping down besides the body of her mentor, she burst into tears.
It was at that moment that Kelly awakened from her trance and, looking
down in horror at her hideously altered body, she then began to scream and cry
hysterically, the tears streaming down her deeply wrinkled cheeks.
Meanwhile, in a dark subterranean crypt, the demon Le Voleur stood
before the throne of The Countess making his report.
“You have done well, my friend. You have rid me of that troublesome slayer
forever. What do you wish as your reward?
“My Lady to feed upon the life force of such lovely and sensual young women is,
in itself, reward enough.”
“And you’re sure that that wretched Fluffy is finished for good?”
“Oh yes,” It replied. ”forcibly retired, you might say. Although I thought you
might like to have this as a keepsake.”
Le Voleur handed The Countess a small framed picture that it had
procured from Kelly’s bedroom. In it the two beautiful young Winters sisters
looked out smiling. Fluffy was licking some candy floss and Kelly had her arms
around her sister’s shoulders hugging her.”
The demon smiled “Quoth the Raven, ‘Nevermore.’”
Misspent Youth
By Marcus
Disclaimer
Any relationship between the characters in this story to people living
or dead is purely coincidental. This story is for entertainment value only. I am
receiving no financial remuneration. It contains VERY ADULT content and is not
intended for children, if easily offended, please go read something else. It is,
of course, purely a work of fiction with no possible connection with reality.
So, if you're a thousand year old, shape shifting demon who likes to suck down
breast milk and then pork cute little vampire slayers, you never read this
story, Okay.
Featuring characters created by Orb. Check out his stories at www.superstoies
net and Mr X’s web-site ‘stories’ section. They're all excellent.
Previous Orb stories pertaining to this one;
Fluffy vs. The Order
Fluffy vs. The Order: Part 2
Le Voleur
Fluffy lay helplessly on her bed, sweat poring off her naked,
suffering body, her straining face purple with effort as she was forced to push
yet another huge, slimy, writhing slug out of her raw and over stretched vagina.
The thing was much too big for her! She gripped handfuls of bedding, flung back
her blonde head and screamed in agony. Would this torment never end? Then,
grunting and gritting her teeth, she finally managed to expel the disgusting
creature, which landed with a ‘plop!’ between her legs amongst a wriggling pile
of its fellows. Fluffy took a few deep breaths, then, catching her by surprise,
the involuntary contractions started all over again. “Oh NO!! Nooo please!!!...
I CAN’T TAKE THIS ANYMORE... NOOOO!! Then, she woke up.
Fluffy sprang up in bed covered in sweat and shaking uncontrollably.
“God! What a horrible nightmare!” She said, hugging herself, shivering and
rubbing her folded arms. In the soft light of her bedside lamp Fluffy was an
alluring sight. A tall, blonde girl of 21 she had the face of an angel, big blue
eyes and the slim body of a dancer. Because the night was warm she was only
wearing a pyjama top and some white panties. She had kicked down her bedclothes
during her feverish tossing and turning and any watching voyeur could have
admired the long, well toned legs on display. Also her top was unbuttoned and
her small, shapely breasts could be seen, glistening with perspiration.
She got out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom to get a drink of
water to calm her nerves. After she had switched on the light and pored herself
a glass, she studied herself in the bathroom mirror.
Remembering her bloated belly in the dream she ran an exploratory hand
over her smooth, tight abdomen as if to reassure herself that this was reality.
As she cupped her pert, high breasts another part of the dream flashed vividly
back to her. She and Kelly, her younger sister, had been compelled to yank upon
each other’s breasts until they were dangling down to their hips. Hmm, that
proved it was a dream. Things like that just couldn’t happen!
As she walked back across the hall she noticed that her sister’s night
lite was on, and she was sure she could faintly here the sound of sobbing coming
from within. “Kelly are you okay?” She asked, poking her head around the door.
Her younger sister was sat up in bed a pink negligee, Kelly was an 18 year old
version of Fluffy, albeit with darker hair. Her pretty face was screwed up and
tearful. “Oh Fluffy, ahh-huh, I just had the most horrid dream.” Fluffy rushed
to the bed and put an arm around her sister’s shoulders “There, there, Kelly.
It’s okay now. You’re safe now! I’m here I’m here!” This seemed to calm the
distressed girl down a little and she laid her head on Fluffy’s breast. “It was
awful! I was in bed... but I had this really big stomach and I was giving
birth... but not to babies, to horrible, big, slug things, one after another,
an- and this creep was filming it all... and there was nothing I could do about
it. Ohhh and it was all so real. What a horrible dream!” Luckily for Kelly she
couldn’t see the look of shock and concern on her big sister’s face. “Wow! So
we’ve both had exactly the same dream. This can’t be good. Maybe it’s like a
premonition or some thing. I’ll have to see Glenda about this tomorrow.”
The next morning, inside a large Victorian style mansion in a quite
part of Snowydale, an elegant looking, dark haired woman reclined in a large
leather chair and studied a sheaf of papers. This was Glenda, as well as being
Fluffy’s guardian and advisor in her battle against evil Glenda was also a
powerful white witch. She was a strikingly good looking woman in her mid
thirties with long black hair and a whistle worthy figure, all wrapped up
tightly today in a dark blouse and a charcoal knee length pencil skirt. At this
moment she was studying the latest report from the Council of Guardians. It
appeared they had received warning that a notorious incubus; Le Voleur (The
Thief) has been summoned by Fluffy’s arch enemy The Countess to destroy the
vampire hunter.
As she re-read the report again, whilst sipping her morning tea,
Glenda considered that there was little chance that Le Voleur could succeed in
seducing her, as she was a confirmed lesbian. But the boy mad Fluffy and Kelly
were another matter entirely. Those two would definitely need protecting, both
from the demon and from themselves. She decided that it would be best to begin
preparations by getting together all the amulets and charms necessary to
vanquish this monster, in case it did decide to make an appearance. She was
about to descend into her basement, which contained her arsenal of supernatural
weapons, when the door bell rang.
Answering it she was surprised and delighted to see Fluffy standing on
her door step in what vaguely resembled a cheer leader outfit. “Ah Fluffy, just
the girl I wanted to see, Come in. Come in.” As Fluffy stepped inside Glenda
couldn’t help but feel that there was something different about Fluffy today.
The way she walked seemed more sensual, her whole body language more assured and
confident. Glenda suddenly found herself finding Fluffy even more mouth
wateringly desirable than usual. Indeed Glenda had had a real problem from the
very beginning with her assigned task of tutoring and training the nubile blonde
college coed. In that her feelings for Fluffy, (that is to say her physical
feelings for Fluffy) were very strong. Okay... let's be honest here... she
fancied the pants of her! But being British and all uptight and reserved she had
never done anything about it.
These feelings weren’t helped when Fluffy nonchalantly bent over in
front of her to pick a cookie from a low table thus treating Glenda to a front
row view of her shapely thighs and prime ripe ass. In fact they came rushing
back to Glenda at full strength and she found herself flushing with
embarrassment and suppressed desire. The room suddenly felt very warm and
closed.
“Listen dear, I’ve just got to go and get some of my occult protection
charms from the basement… (Actually this was just an excuse by Glenda to get
some air and a chance to get a firmer grip on herself.) And then we need to
talk.” “Uh huh.” said Fluffy, nibbling away on her cookie. When the attractive
white witch turned back around again she was astonished to see that Fluffy had
stripped off her top and Glenda was starting at two perky, up turned breasts.
Glenda gawped in surprise at the half naked girl. “Fluffy! What on earth do you
think you are doing? Put something on, girl, for goodness sake!” Fluffy’s only
reply was to reach for the elasticised waist band of her short skirt. “I just
want to show you something.” She then pulled her rah rah skirt straight down.
“What do you think of this?” She asked. “Blarghhh!” replied Glenda.
At eight that evening a tall figure made its way up the path to the
Winter’s sister’s house and rang the doorbell. (Fluffy had been made legally
responsible for her younger sibling after the tragic death of her mother.)
Kelly open the door and her face immediately split into a wide
chipmunk cheeked smile. “Hiya Glenda, come in. Fluffy... Glenda’s here and your
taxi’s just pulled up and you’re STILL not ready!!” As Glenda stepped into the
hallway she heard the rapid, heavy, Clump! Clump! Clump! of Fluffy running down
the stairs.
Fluffy was dressed in a silver micro mini that just about covered her
knickers as long as there wasn’t any breeze. Her unsupported breasts jiggled
merrily around, just about managing to remain inside the low cut halter top. She
had clipped some big round earrings in and her hair was done up into two big
blonde brunches on either side of her head which, combined with her high,
squeaky voice had prompted Kelly earlier to liken her to a blonde Minnie Mouse.
If this was the case, then this was a Minnie that would not be short of admiring
Mickeys. “Hi Glenda... same routine as last Tuesday. Supper’s in the kitchen.
I’ll be back around twelve. And make sure Kelly does her home work before she
goes to bed.” this last instruction was greeted by a stuck out tongue by her kid
sister.
Fluffy had expected a look of disapprobation from her prudish guardian
at her choice of outfit, but instead she was sure she caught a quick flash of
some kind of weird, hungry lust in Glenda’s half closed eyes. No, she must have
imagined it. (Truth be told Fluffy still had a lot of unresolved issues about
her attractive guardian, a school girl crush that was showing no sigh of fading
with time.) None of which was help when Glenda gave her a quick peck on the
cheek as she was going out. Fluffy hoped she wouldn't notice how quickly she
blushed red. “You have a good time, dear. I’ll baby sit Kelly for you.”
“I’m not a baby” Sulked Kelly. “Indeed your not.” replied Glenda
taking in the figure of the tall teen, scantily clad in a cropped, tight cotton
top that emphases her pert, thrusting little breasts and snug white shorts
showing off her long, slim legs.
As Fluffy made her way towards the taxi she felt a trickle of pussy
juice running down her long smooth thigh. “God! You are such a lezzie!” She
mentally scolded herself. “Get over it!!” She flung herself angry into the back
of the cab. “The Brass nightclub please.” She saw the figure of Glenda framed in
the door way watching her depart and then darkness as the door closed and her
taxi sped off into the night.
Back inside the house Kelly lay on her stomach on the floor swinging
her pretty legs back and forth and watching a pop video promo on MTV. She knew
that her guardian disapproved of modern music so when she noticed Glenda
re-enter the room and insert a CD into the music centre she thought “Oh no!
She's going to force me to ‘appreciate’ some classical music again.” Her bottom
lip turned down in a sulky pout. “Kelly dear, switch that off now please.” Kelly
made a wry face, but obediently switched off the TV. “Now, I thought you might
like to listen to this.” So saying she pointed the remote at the music centre.
To Kelly’s surprise, instead of the Debussy or Chopin that she had been
expecting what blared out of it was a sexy, hip hop beat that would be more at
home in a lap dancing bar than a concert hall. Kelly regarded Glenda with a
quizzical expression on her face as her guardian crossed her elegant legs,
smiled at her and said “What do you think Kelly? Why don’t you dance to it for
me, my pretty?” No sooner had these words left her lips than Kelly was seized by
an irresistible compulsion to obey. Before she even knew what she was doing she
had jumped to her feet and was swaying her lissom body to the beat, trying her
best to out do her idols Britney or Christina in a provocative display.
Kelly knew that as a white witch Glenda had the power to cast a spell
of this kind, but she also knew that she was honour bound never to use her
powers on innocent people. The panicking teen now had a horrible suspicion that
the person on the settee was not the real Glenda. A suspicion confirmed seconds
later by her next command. “Hmnn your doing great, Kelly. Very sexy. Shake that
booty girl. Strip for me Kelly... STRIP!!” Now Kelly knew she was in REAL
trouble! She was quite literally entertaining a stranger, compelled to obey her
every command.
As if they had a life of their own Kelly found her hands reaching for
her skimpy top and pulling it off over her head. She shook her long hair free
and found herself unable to stop them as they next the made their way down to
grip the sides if her shorts and slowly began to peel them down.
At the Brass disco Fluffy was perched unsteady on one of the high
round seats by the bar, flirting with Brad, one of the Snowydale high
quarterbacks. Fluffy thought he was a total hottie and judging by the way Brad’s
squinting eyes kept flicking from Fluffy’s thighs to her décolletage and back he
was equally enamoured of her. It was like SO unfair! Fluffy was a highly sexed
young girl and had been gagging for a good screw for years, but her superhuman
powers depended upon her purity and virginity. So, NO SEX. NOT EVER, NEVER,
EVER, NEVER!! Sometimes she could just scream with frustration. But to keep the
world safe from vampires and werewolfs it was essential that she guard her own
virtue all cost, and, of course, that of Kelly as well.
At that moment what Fluffy didn’t know was that Kelly’s virtue was in
extreme jeopardy. Like a modern equivalent of Salome's seven veils a trail of
clothes; a Pink cotton top, white hipster shorts. White bra, white panties,
white socks and pumps led across the living room floor to where a nude Kelly was
performing a lewd display in front of a gloating Glenda. Kelly was bent over
backwards, one hand resting on the floor for support, the other massaging in and
around her vulva as her long legs thrust her gyrating hips high up in the air.
Her long, brown hair was brushing the floor behind her and her upside down face
was a picture of panic and confusion. The fake Glenda enthusiastically applauded
this involuntary erotic performance.
“My, my, Kelly, I would say that you had a great future ahead of you
as a stripper, but... well... to be brutally honest... you have actually very
little future left at all. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Stand up dear!”
Kelly obeyed. “Go and stand over by the wall.” Again the entranced girl did as
she was told. It would have been a hard heart then that would not have taken
pity on the poor girl as she stood there, naked as the day she was born,
shivering with fear, her eyes as large as a scared rabbit.
“Well… enough fun and games Kelly, let’s get down to business shall
we? In case you haven’t yet guessed, I’m not Glenda. Glenda is still at home,
she’s feeling her age these days, I’m afraid. I am called Le Voleur; the thief,
and what I steal is youth and beauty, and who I steal it from is silly little
fools like you!”
Kelly stood paralysed, her heart fluttering, trying desperately to
send out a telepathic S.O.S to Fluffy “Come home Fluffy! Please come home!
Please!” Le Voleur had arose from the settee and was removed her jacket. “Since
you were kind enough to do that little striptease for me, I think it is only
fair for me to return the favour. I’m sure you’ve always wanted to check out
what your guardian’s body looked like anyway, it’s sort of a girl’s thing,
right?”
So saying she unbuttoned her silk blouse, pulled it out of her skirt
and tossed it onto the settee. Next she unclipped her bra and shrugged out of
it. Kelly couldn't help but admire the older woman's trim body and large firm
breasts. “Of course, the real Glenda doesn’t look much like this anymore… I left
her a little... the worse for wear so to speak, and I’m different from her in
other respects as well…” She said, unfastening her skirt. “Let me show you."
With that she whipped off her skirt. Kelly eyes goggled out of her head in
astonishment. It was not the well toned, shapely legs in black stockings and
suspenders that magnetically drew her gaze, but the gargantuan penis and horse
sized testicles between them. Kelly’s mouth dropped open in shock, and out
flopped a grotesquely long mutant tongue. “Blerghhh!!” Went Kelly, which said it
all.
Le Voleur had come, and gone; lying prone on the floor the naked
Glenda now resembled her own grandmother. Her hair was grey, her tits were
sucked out skin bags, and her body looked as if she had been on a starvation
diet for the last six months. She groaned and rolled over slowly regaining her
senses, she realised that she’d been ruined forever by the sex demon’s brutal
assault. But that wasn’t important! Would she still be able to save Fluffy and
Kelly who were obviously to be the main targets of its attack? Slowly she
managed to crawl her way across the room towards the phone. Her every movement
an incredible effort. Her ancient eyes could hardly make out the time on the
clock. Was she still in time? With a great effort she levered herself to her
feet by hanging onto a sideboard cabinet and seized the ‘phone. Luckily she had
made a note of the ‘phone number of the ‘Brass’ night club where Fluffy had
planned to go tonight. It was only when someone answered her that she discovered
how difficult it was for her to speak with her new freakish tongue.
“Come here Kelly!” Unable to disobey the naked teen walked slowly over
to stand trembling in front of this bizarre composite creature. Something with
her guardian Glenda’s body and the cock of king Kong. “Would you like to be a
bit older than you are now...? Like, Fluffy’s age, perhaps?” “Yesp!” said the
entranced beauty, struggling to enunciate with her new tongue and discovering
that while under this creature’s spell she was compelled to tell the truth.
“Well, I think I can arrange that for you. Time to pop your cherry,
Kelly!” it spread its legs wide, the huge, rock hard penis jutting up towards
the ceiling. Then Le Voleur took hold of Kelly's hips and positioned her lithe,
compliant body so that the ugly head of its glans was directly below her tight
virginal pussy.
Le Voleur then wrapped its arms around Kelly’s slim, pale body and
dragged her roughly down onto it. Kelly squeaked like a mouse as the huge tool
penetrated all the way up to her cervix. The young virgin’s maidenhead was
busted, but good. “Aww sorry darling... Did that hurt? Never mind!” It cooed in
false sympathy. "Well, so much for your virginity. So much for becoming a big
deal super heroine like your sister as well, I think. Bwhaw haw haw!”
“And now I’m going to have my fun! I’m going to fuck you and fuck you,
Kelly, and you're going to love it! However, at the same time, you’ll be rapidly
ageing at the rate of about a year per minute. So I’ll leave it up to you to
imagine what you’ll look like in an hour from now!” The creature was so
incredibly vile that it even sniggered at the look of stark terror on Kelly’s
pretty face as she realised the horrible fate that was in store for her.
“Nbooo!!” moaned the helpless Kelly as she struggled feebly in the
demon’s tight grip. The creature then began to pump her up and down on its
massive cock and Kelly, gasping, her eyes tightly closed, shuddered at the waves
of obscene ecstasy that began to run through her body. She tried to fight the
mindless greed to be fucked like this that they awoke in her, but it was no use.
Down through the ages, many young virgins just like Kelly had tried, and they
had all failed. And so, finally, she collapsed, all resistance gone, in wanton
surrender. Her arms encircled her violator's shoulders, her head resting on it’s
neck giving little whimpers and mewls of pleasure as it shifted it’s position
slightly, gripping Kelly's little peach of a backside tightly in it’s hands so
that it’s now willing victim could spread her smooth legs wide apart and wrap
them around her demon master’s waist, thus allowing it greater access to drive
even deeper into her. “God I love this job!” murmured the demon.
For the next ten minutes the insatiable demon continued fucking away,
always inserting its ever growing cock further and further up into poor Kelly,
stretching her vagina well beyond its elastic limit and filling her in a way no
mortal man ever could. Kelly was completely gone by now, moaning and begging for
further defilement, her mind and soul enslaved to this demonic spell of lust. In
fact, so hopelessly in the creature’s evil thrall was she that she did every
depraved thing she could think of in an effort to please her new master. Whilst
all the time, a little voice in the back of her mind was screaming... “This is a
nightmare! You're being raped! And you can feel yourself getting older and older
with every passing second! Help! Fluffy where are you? Fluffy!?!”
Kelly was starting to pay the price for her unholy pleasure ride.
Slowly her slim teenaged body had filled out and she now had the voluptuous body
of a fully grown woman in her late twenties. And that was not the only change in
Kelly physique.
“Goodness Kelly, what a big girl you’ve become!” Exclaimed the demon.
And indeed she had! The youngest Winters sister looked down in dazed amazement
to discover she now possessed a magnificent pair of 48 double D size breasts
which were wobbling about as her uncontrollably writhing tongue coated them with
slobber. Le Voleur’s magic had forced the helpless girl’s tits into a completely
unnatural growth spurt. Kelly was alarmed to see that she was also lactating!
White droplets of Milk leaking from her swollen nipples. "This is insane!”
Thought Kelly “This can't be happening to me. It’s all a bad dream… It must be!”
Kelly gave a little cry as Le Voleur squeezed on her left breast and a stream of
milk shot out of her nipple and across the room. “Hmnnn, we’d better relieve
some of the pressure in these big udders, don't you think?” Kelly didn’t
understand what the fiend meant by that until she saw it bent its head to feed
“Oh God! Oh NOOOO! Fluffy HELP!! HELP!! SAVE ME!!
“Which one’s Fluffy?” yelled one of the bar staff to a regular “The
hot little blonde over there in the mini dress and the brunches.” “Right” he
shouted over the din “Tell her she’s got a ‘phone call.” They managed to attract
Fuffy’s attention and she came scampering over. “Phone call for you. Someone
called Glenba or something... Sounds drunk.”
“Glenda." Thought Fluffy. “Had Kelly been misbehaving again? If she
had, then non physical chastisement laws or not, she was going over Fluffy’s
knee for a good bare bottomed spanking. (Now, just hold that image in your mind
gentle reader.)
“Hi this is Fluffy. Who is this? ” “Flubby… Kelli n daber” stammered a
strange voice down the line. “Glenda is that you? Are you okay?” “Bo tim to
eplaine...gob om...KELLI N DABER!!” Glenda’s voice sounded very strange and
slurred, it was difficult to make out what she was saying, in fact, it sounded
like she’d had a stroke or something. “Glenda what’s wrong? You sound...” “Nboo!
don’t bover abut me... Gob... save Kelli!!” Fluffy finally got the message. A
cold chill ran through her at the thought of her kid sister in danger. “Right,
I’m on my way!” “Fubsy don’t look at iss...” But it was too late, Fluffy was
gone.
Kelly meanwhile, was trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed no
awakening. One of her breasts had already been completely drained by this vile,
horrible creature and was now hanging down to her waist, an ugly, deflated sack.
The thing was now busy guzzling away on the second one “Ah Kelly, you're good to
the last drop.” It chuckled, and as Le Volure/Glenda leaned back Kelly saw with
disgust that its mouth was splattered with Kelly’s own milk. Kelly looked down
at her ruined breasts and immediately burst into tears.
Le Voleur laughed cruelly “Yes... all floppy floppy now, aren’t we?
Still, there, there, Kelly... never mind. Oh no, don’t cry, don’t cry, you’re
in your late thirties now. Women of your age don’t cry.”
So saying it flung it’s sobbing victim to the floor in an excess of
passion and continued to fondle and caress her, sliding it’s long, thick, slimy
cock in and out of Kelly’s, by now, over stretched and dripping pussy. Then Le
Voleur grabbed hold of Kelly’s legs and began to hammer its self deeper and
deeper inside the writhing girl. “Here comes the big 4.0. Kelly!” “Noooo! Fluffy
save me!!” Screamed her rapidly aging victim.
Fluffy was running down the street as fast as her high heeled slip-ons
could carry her. As she neared her house and rushed up the path she could here
her sister’s orgasmic gasps and moans. She kicking open the door and stood stock
still, stunned by the bizarre tableau before her. On the living room floor her
sister lay on her back stark naked, her legs up in the air, whilst a pair of
shapely, female buttocks pistoned rapidly up and down between them. Fluffy was
astonished to see that, regardless of whichever gender Kelly attacker appeared
to be, they were equipped with a massive set of cock and balls which they were
using to ream out her sister.
Becoming aware of this intrusion Kelly’s violator slowly turned its
head to regard this new arrival. It took Fluffy only a second to realise from
the look of pure malevolence on its face, that this was definitely not the real
Glenda.
“Ah, Fluffy the vampire hunter, at last we meet! Your sister was just keeping me
entertained until you arrived.”
The apparition arose and Fluffy gasped at the sight of the monstrosity
between Glenda’s sleek thighs. She found she couldn’t look away. Fluffy felt her
tongue swelling in her mouth and some instinct warned her that a powerful mind
controlling magic was at work here. She quickly shut her eyes to blot out the
hypnotic sight of that huge cock and balls and turning around made her way
blindly out through the front door. “Time to retreat, and come back and save
Kelly when I’ve got a plan.” She thought. Fluffy had not got half way down the
path when a voice in her head commanded “FLUFFY... STOP!” and she was brought up
sharp. Her legs would no longer obey her. “FLUFFY... RETURN TO ME!” the voice
ordered next, and like a helpless marionette Fluffy had to turn around and walk
stiffly back into the house.
Having to once again confront this evil creature Fluffy tried
desperately to stare it in the eyes rather than between its legs. This however,
was no good, for the eyes held her prisoner with the same dominating hypnotic
will that had caught her outside. Fluffy saw that behind this fake Glenda’s
shoulder Kelly was crawling along the carpet trying to get away. Fluffy noticed
not only the two large, empty tit bags that she was dragging along the floor but
also that her sister’s face had been radically altered as well. Kelly now looked
a good twenty years older than she should do, in fact, she now looked more like
Fluffy’s dear departed mother than her younger sister.
“What have you done to her?” She demanded. Well, actual, “Whab ugh
dong wig blargh!” was what she actually said, as a two foot long tongue came
lolling out of her mouth.
“Ah, my dear, I’m afraid your conversational skills will be a little
limited from now on. Still, who wants a pretty girl like you to speak anyway,
eh?… KNEEL DOWN FLUFFY!” Like she’d been chopped at the back of her knees Fluffy
helplessly complied. The ersatz Glenda walked towards her when, out of the
corner of its eye, it spotted Kelly scrambling desperately away.
“Kelly… SLEEP!” It commanded, and the naked girl collapsed into an
unconscious heap.
“Now then Fluffy, OPEN WIDE!” Fluffy did so, and without even being
told to began to suck on the shaft of Le Voleur’s penis.
“That’s a good girl….” said the demon as the blonde head began to bob
backwards and forwards “What a sweet girl you are. I’ll bet you liked your
guardian a lot, didn’t you? I’ll bet you never imagined you’d be doing this to
her.”
“Gobble... Gobble... Gobble!” said Fluffy, her tongue snaking round it’s cock
like a serpent. “Hmnn yes indeed, my dear, ‘Gobble, Gobble, Gobble!’”
When Le Voleur decided that it had had enough of the Fluffy blow job
special it drew back. “That’s enough, my dear. Now, take off you clothes.”
Fluffy obediently arose, unzipped her tiny dress, shrugged off the shoulder
straps and let it fall to the floor. Then she kicked off her shoes before
peeling down and stepping out of her white panties. Now completely naked, she
stood to attention.
“Hmnn, didn’t go out in much, did we?” mused Le Voleur sarcastically.
“Tramp!”
It began walking around Fluffy “My! What a little beauty you are!” It
said admiringly “But… not for much longer.” it add more ominously.
“But where are my manners? We haven't even been properly introduced
yet, have we? I am the arch demon, Le Voleur, and do you know what I do to
little girls like you?” Fluffy shook her head, unable to take her eyes off Le
Voleur’s approaching cock. “I suck out all their life force. I rob them of all
their youth and beauty and leave them exhausted, shrivelled up old hags. And
that is just what I am going to do to you!”
Le Voleur stepped back, enjoying the look of shocked horror on the
immobilised slayer’s face. “So tell me, just how much of a threat to the forces
of darkness is an eighty year old vampire slayer with no super strength going to
be, do you think?”
The smirking monster then walked back over to where Kelly’s prone body
lay “Now then, to answer the question you asked me before you were so kind as to
give me some head. What have I done to your little sis here? Well…” It said,
nudging one of Kelly’s deflated tit sacks with the toe of one black shoe. “For a
start, I’ve sucked out your sister’s tits.” She looked up, goading the helpless
Fluffy. “That’s right. I sucked out you're precious little sister’s tits! What
do you think of that?” Fluffy could only glower at her in impotent rage.
“I’ve also fed on her, which has aged her. Oh, not by much, only about
thirty years or so.” She bent to caress the sleeping girl’s body. “As you can
see, Kelly’s now starting to look a little bit long in the tooth as they say.”
Le Voleur ran its hands along Kelly's now broad, heavy hips and grabbed a
handful of fat on the full, flabby ass. “Over the hill, I’d say…” The hands then
continued downwards, now stroking Kelly's thick thighs. “Hmm, and starting to
get a bit of a cellulite problem here to. It’s not a pretty sight, is it? I
think short skirts are definitely out for a woman by the time she gets to this
age, don’t you? Le Voleur stood up again, continuing her verbal condemnation of
Kelly’s transformed body. “Yes… I’m afraid your sister’s well past her prime
now!”
“You biltch! Yu’ll pay fo wht you’ve dwon t’my slister! I’ll rip your
wotten heart owt, (slobber!) yo ev’l cow!” Yelled Fluffy. “You're in no position
to make threats, Fluffy bunny kins. I can control your mind just as easily as I
control your body. Why do you think I chose this particular form before I made
my move on you? It was because I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me if I
transformed myself into the image of your guardian. Come on, admit it, you’ve
fancied her for years. Just the thought of making love to her is making you wet
isn’t it?” Compelled to honesty by Le Voleur's spell Fluffy could only nod her
head sheepishly in guilty assent.
The succubus in the form of Glenda now stood in front of Fluffy,
caressing her naked shoulders and continuing to hold her attention with its big
hypnotic eyes. “Now, be honest with me, my pretty one, you don’t mind
sacrificing all of your youth and beauty to me, do you?”
“ Nbo!” Slurred the mesmerised Fluffy dreamily, her arms going around
Le Voleur's shoulders in a loving embrace. “Hmnn” It purred. “That’s nice dear.”
Kissing the entranced girl as Fluffy elongated tongue slavered disgustingly all
over its face. “And I understand your powers depend on you being a virgin? Well,
isn’t that’s just too bad!” It said. Seizing the pale naked girl in its
supernaturally strong hands. The entranced fluffy wrapped both her slim legs
around Le Voleur's waist as if eager for her own violation.
The tip of the huge organ pressed up against Fluffy’s vulva as Le
Voleur clutched her buttocks tightly and dragged her down onto it. Its cock was
like a medieval battering ram besieging Fluffy’s castle portcullis. It drove up
into her once, twice, something was bound to give. Fluffy could feel her hymen
tearing as Le Voleur sank its sword up to the hilt inside her. She gave a little
whimper of pain and Le Voleur patted her on the back of her head “There, there.”
It said. “They all make that noise. That’s your super powers gone for good. Now
for your youth. Hmnn you know Fluffy, you're every bit as tight as your sister
was... I stretched her out quite a bit and now time to stretch you out to.”
Fluffy felt the cock inside her growing larger and larger as she moaned in
helpless ecstasy. She tried to resist, but I was no good, Fluffy’s body had been
starved of a good screw for years and now it would NOT be denied. She began to
wriggle around and hump her hips up and down clutching the false Glenda even
closer to her. “Yes... that’s it, if defeat is inevitable, you may as well enjoy
it, eh?”
Time passed as the supernatural rape of our spunky young heroine
continued. Now Le Voleur spoke again. “You're in your late twenties already,
Fluffy. But you don’t care do you?” The blonde head swung swiftly from side to
side, her eyes closed, Fluffy body was now slick with sweat and she was
hopelessly lost in an orgasmic world of her own. “Good!” Gloated the evil arch
fiend. “Because I’m going to fuck you right into your dotage!”
Le Voleur's magic was having exactly the same effect on Fluffy as it
had had on her sister. Fluffy’s modest size boobs had grown and grown until now
they were a bra busting, 50 plus Double D pair of monsters, squashing against
the demonic succubus’s chest as it fucked away at the blonde slayer. Fluffy’s
breasts would never have grown this large naturally; it was all part of Le
Voleur weird spell that had caused then to expand to such a gargantuan size.
Their skin looked tight as a drum and they were obviously now straining to
bursting point with milk.
“Goodness, look at the size of these hooters!” exclaimed the fake
Glenda, one slim hand caressing Fluffy’s huge aching mamalries. ”Hmmnn...Time to
siphon out these swollen milk bags, I think.” It said, bending its head
downwards towards our heroine's lactating left breast. Fluffy felt it nuzzle
her, and then clamp its lips around the base of her nipple and the terrible
suction began. Her whole breast seemed to feel the agonising pull and almost
immediately Fluffy’s nipple exploded, squirting a jet of milk into the greedy
vampiress mouth. Le Voluer then began sucking on her teat even more furiously.
“Aooww! Oh stolp. Pleape stolp!!” Pleaded Fluffy to no avail, her
tongue flickering around franticly in her distress, spittle flying everywhere.
Looking down she could see the disgusting demon’s cheeks puffing rapidly in and
out as it relentlessly sucked down Fluffy’s precious baby milk. To her horror
she saw that her breast was already looking half deflated. The skin was
wrinkling up and dark veins had started to appear on the once smooth skin.
“Awooo... Owooo… OWW! Stlop! Therp’s nofin leff… PLESP Stlop! ARRRGHHH!!!” As
her boob continued to shrivel up under the irresistible suction pressure.
Less than two minutes later Glenda gave one final “Sluuurp!” and
Fluffy gave one last despairing scream as her left breast was completely sucked
out for good. Through tear filled eyes she gazed down at the ruptured, stretch
mark covered skin sack now dangling down to her waist. Glenda looked up at her,
her eyes glowing in triumph.
”One side will mock another; th’ other too.” she quoted bending her
head and battening savagely upon Fluffy’s right breast. Fluffy hissed in pain as
the internal contents of her last tit began to make their one way journey down
Le Voleur’s throat and into its gullet. There was no escape for our distraught
slayer she could only watch in helpless misery and despair as this supernatural
monster destroyed her remaining breast. Finally it gave a very unlady like
belch. “There... All done!” it said, releasing Fluffy’s evacuated boob so that
it flopped down. Fluffy’s sagging, empty tit sacks were a pathetic sight, but at
least they now both matched again.
"Next I’m going to hump you all the way through your thirties and
forties.” Declared the demon as it gripped the slim slayer tighter to its breast
and began pumping away in her like some infernal machine. “A-Hugch... Hugch...
Hugch!” cried Fluffy as she bouncing up and down her wet pussy being stretched
wider and wider by the succubus’s ever growing cock.
I suppose it is here, dear reader, all of you being so fond of our
perky little slayer, that you are expecting some dramatic last minute rescue to
take place... Well I’m afraid not! All that happened was that as the minutes
ticked slowly away our helpless heroine was fucked older and older. She now
appeared to be getting progressively more thin and skinny, the colour draining
away from her skin, which was starting to shrivel and crinkle up, and wrinkles
was starting to appear on her sagging ass and thighs. Forty five; Fifty; Fifty
five; The terrible Fluffy destroying hump just went on and on. Sixty five; her
body now seemed to be just shrivelling up and wasting away by the second, her
sucked out, wrinkled breasts flapping about wildly as Le Voleur continued to
bang the now almost skeletal Fluffy up and down on it’s hot demon cock.
Le Voleur looked down on Fluffy’s aged lined face, her eyes were
glassy and she seemed to be on the verge of passing out. “Looks like you’re just
about done, Fluffy! It was a great ride, but you’ve gone way past your stop...
Time for you to get off!!” “Nughh... Nughh... Nughh...” slobbered the
semiconscious Fluffy, her tongue covering both of then with sliver. Then her
head fell backward as she finally blacked out. Le Voleur eased the decrepit
slayer off its massive, slimy, progenerative organ and lowered her almost gently
to the floor. The sad wreckage of fluffy lay sprawled out on the floor,
sulphurous vapours rising from her now grand canyon size cunt.
Le Voleur then knelt down beside her and stroked her silver hair.
“Well, I have to say Fluffy, you were one HELL of a good fuck!” With that it
worked on the end of its throbbing tool until it shot out a huge load of demonic
cum which then plastered itself across the unconscious heroine’s face
Having come around just in time to witness her sister’s final downfall
Kelly had managed to crawl her way across the floor and had began to creep
quietly up the stairs. She froze as a voice behind her called out “And you
needn’t think that I’ve forgotten about you, Kelly!” looking back Kelly gave a
little squeak of terror and began hurrying rapidly up the stairs, encumbered by
her floppy boobs. However when she reached the upper landing Le Voleur was
already stood there waiting for her, a mocking smile on its stolen face. “I’ll
tell you what Kelly, I’m not a cruel person, and your sister was the one I
really wanted, so, just say the word... and I’ll let you go, how’s that?”
“Pleze lub meuh gob... PLEZE!!!” Burbled the frightened girl. “ I’m
sorry, my dear, but I can’t understand a single word your saying, the standards
of elocution in schools these days, tut tut… shocking!” With that it grabbed the
struggling girl by the arm, dragged her back down the stairs and flung her over
the back of the settee. “Now... where were we? Ah YES! I remember... ” It then
plunged its huge cock into Kelly’s still sopping pussy and began to thrust its
hips violently back and forth. Kelly could only gasp and moan helplessly as she
was jerked violently about. She began to experience once again the ultimate
violation as she felt the remainder of her youth and vitality being slowly
sucked out of her by this evil leech.
Suddenly the door burst open and there stood an aged Glenda. For a few
seconds she just stared aghast at the horrid spectacle before her. On the floor,
her face covered in sticky sponge was an almost mummified looking body, which,
judging from the brunches could only have been Fluffy. Glenda swallowed hard,
she had come too late. Glancing past the recumbent body of the vanquished slayer
she could see the demon Le Voleur, still in her own borrowed form, doggy fucking
what must be, despite all appearances to the contrary, Kelly. As she watched
stunned, the demon pulled on Kelly’s long, greying hair and she raised a
imploring, heavily lined face to her would be rescuer. “Help me...Please!!” she
groaned miserably.
“Wewese hew d’ mond.” Glenda lisped, her wet tongue dangling and
flopping about. “I cabbot undo the ewil you hav wougt, buft I now hawe the pover
to banifhh you and conzin your ewil spwit to the defesft fiwes of hell!” So
saying she drew out a small object and brandished it in front of the demon.
“B’hold the talipm’n of Isphis and dispaire!!”
At the sight of the talisman Le Voleur let out a snarl and flung Kelly
away. “She’s done now anyway!” It sneered. Then its false Glenda disguise
rapidly began to change and transform. Until finally it became a huge, muscular
demon with red scaly skin, black horns, coven hooves and a hideous, leering
face.
“That’s no use against me Wicca bitch!” It bellowed “For the talisman
to be fully empowered you have to speak the charm.” Realising this was true
Glenda began to rapidly incant the charm. But unfortunately, because of her
enlarged tongue, all that came out was an inarticulate “Gobble gobble” noise.
Laughing the demon approached, sweeping Glenda up in its powerful arms.
“What's the matter bitch? A bit tongue-tied are we? Never mind! I’m
sure what you really wanted to say is that you’d love for me to give you another
good seeing to!” It said, ripping off her clothes. “So... Let’s see what you’ll
look like by the time you're TWO HUNDRED years old.”
“NBOOOO!!!” cried Glenda as Le Voleur impaled her on his huge, throbbing cock.
Some hours later Fluffy slowly regained consciousness. Groggily she
wiping her hand across her face and discovered it was covered with some sort of
sticky, dried up substance which had also gummed up her hair and eyes. Dazed,
she staggered painfully to her feet as she struggled to recall the night’s
previous sequence of events. She felt very dizzy and weak, in fact her whole
body seemed remarkably tired and every muscle and bone ached. Fluffy managed to
grope her way into the kitchen and turned on one of the taps.
Splashing some water onto her face seemed to get rid of most of the
gunk. She felt round for a towel and, still rubbing her face and hair, she tuned
to make her way back to the living room. Looking up she let out a piercing
shriek of horror as she caught sight of herself in the tall mirror in the
hallway. Starring back at her was a skinny old crone whose thin, frazzled grey
hair was still tied in two brunches. Fluffy gazed in shocked revulsion at her
wrinkled face with it’s two foot long, distorted tongue lolling out, and her
scraggy, wrinkled body with it’s shrivelled, empty tits dangling down to below
her bony hips.
Now it all came rushing back… Glenda... Le Voleur… “Oh my God...
KELLY!!” She cried, and hobbled back into the room as quickly as her atrophied
leg muscles could carry her. On the settee lay Kelly, still fast asleep. Fluffy
felt sick, her beautiful younger sister had been horribly transformed like
herself. The once lovely girl was now all wrinkled and shrivelled up. Fluffy
could hardly recognise her. What she was now gazing upon was the naked,
emaciated, body of a very, very old woman.
Suddenly Fluffy noticed something lying by the door way and made her
way over to investigate. It was a gleaming skeleton, and it was only when she
recognised the tattered clothing strewn around it that Fluffy realised who it
must be. Dropping down besides the body of her mentor, she burst into tears.
It was at that moment that Kelly awakened from her trance and, looking
down in horror at her hideously altered body, she then began to scream and cry
hysterically, the tears streaming down her deeply wrinkled cheeks.
Meanwhile, in a dark subterranean crypt, the demon Le Voleur stood
before the throne of The Countess making his report.
“You have done well, my friend. You have rid me of that troublesome slayer
forever. What do you wish as your reward?
“My Lady to feed upon the life force of such lovely and sensual young women is,
in itself, reward enough.”
“And you’re sure that that wretched Fluffy is finished for good?”
“Oh yes,” It replied. ”forcibly retired, you might say. Although I thought you
might like to have this as a keepsake.”
Le Voleur handed The Countess a small framed picture that it had
procured from Kelly’s bedroom. In it the two beautiful young Winters sisters
looked out smiling. Fluffy was licking some candy floss and Kelly had her arms
around her sister’s shoulders hugging her.”
The demon smiled “Quoth the Raven, ‘Nevermore.’”