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Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Victor was slouched and nearly asleep in the car as the he and his beautiful young brown haired mother were going down the highway towards the Estate that she had recently inherited from some dying or dead relative that he had never actually met. He rolled over for a better position before speaking in a tired tone, so, how long are we going to be there? He asked his young mother curiously, leaning over to get a look at her thin frame, and pronounced breasts. They were actually on their way to do a series of paranormal investigations at this estate, while also digging up family history, which Victor was hoping could lead to a rather interesting new lifestyle.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal looked curious. I'm not sure sweetness. Father just wished we keep the manor clean and upkept. I've never been inside it. He refused to step foot there after my aunt's death. I'm curious about it. She explained, taking the very last turn down the long driveway of Amity Manor. Her father had been updating the mansion as the times changed, so now it was comepletely state of the art. The only thing left untouched was his sister's bedroom, which he couldn't bear to remodel. He knew that his sister, had she not killed herself, would have likely done the same.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Well if you're curious about, I am too, Victor said with sleepy smile before rolling back over. think we can turn into a hot spot for my parties? He asked her curiously, he was well known in the tabloid circles for throwing parties that involved naked women, booze, and famous bands. He started to sit back up though as they went through the mile or so long driveway, passing lion statues, and a giant lake for a front yard where fish occasionally jumped out, and ducks swam about. Damn, he said with a wolf whistle, if only I knew how to fish, he said jokingly.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal chuckled. Perhaps. Mother and papa used to say that my aunt used to love parties. When the war happened and her fiancee was killed, she became very depressed. Legends say she still haunts the halls of the house, waiting for her fiancee to return somehow. She explained, parking the Mercedes at the stairs of the manor. It was a large marble and brick manor, with dragons at each railing. Papa says uncle was fond of lions, but auntie was fond of dragons. She added flippantly, getting out ofbthe car. A cold wind past by her. She felt like she'd lived there her whole life.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

We'd have gotten along great then, Victor said as they got out of the luxury vehicle, maybe we could have a party even the dead would want to rise up for, he said jokingly. He eyed the dragon statues with awe equal to his reaction to the lion statues and looked back at his dark haired mother, this place makes our swanky mansion look like a duplex, he joked with her, and noticed that she had gotten a bit chilled, as her nipples were starting to poke out. Here mother, he said and slipped off his leather jacket to wrap it around her, then he took her hand and started towards the front entrance.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Yes, I think we would have. Krystal admitted with a smile, though she wasn't quite sure why she said it. Something about this house felt much to familiar to just be because it was one of the family homes. She let but a chuckle at his next comment, though her expression showed she wasn't s sure about that. Her father would not have liked her to desecrate this almost sacred place, but she was much to curious for her own good. There was just something calling her here, there always had been. Krystal gave her son a soft smile. Thank you sweetness. she said softly, walking with him up the stairs of the manor. Meanwhile, a pretty transparent figure watched from the shadows. Her metaphorical heart beat so fast when she saw Victor walk closer. Her voice was nothing but a whisper. Sebastian... you've come back for me like you promised
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

You're welcome mother, Victor said as he held the door open for his cold, nipping matriarch and realized how thick and heavy the large frame was. He got his first glimpse of the innards of the foyer as a long forgotten breeze swept past the two of them. The tiled flooring was shined and polished, lookomg down, Victor could make out his mirrored reflection almost flawlessly. The furniture and decorations had satin white sheets placed over them to protect their value, even when not completely in use, the forks in the kitchen were worth quite a large amount of cash. This place looks amazing, he observed, and walked over to a hanging portrait, intent upon taking off the sheet that covered it up.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal smiled as she looked around. Even if some it had reasons to be covered, this place felt like home. She pulled off a sheet of a nearby loveseat, revealing a wroght iron upholstered dark blue loveseat. She sat daintily, flipping the lightswitch nextvto her. The foyer came alive, including the fireplace which burned blue fire. It really is. Seems auntie had an affinity for the color blue as well. She admitted with a chuckle, watching victor. She was curious of what the painting might hold, and when he would remove its covering, she'd see herself and a man who looked older, but like her son. Her aunt and uncle.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

What is it with you girls, and the color blue? Victor asked of his lounging mother before pulling off the sheet. What was revealed was rather shocking at first, it was an oil painting of his mother's dead relatives, but yet they looked like himself and his mother. Okay, I don't remember getting that family photo taken, he said as he stepped back to join Krystal on the loveseat.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal chuckled. Blue is a very calming color my dear. I find it speaks to my soul. She said, staring at the painting for a moment as she though. Her father had always told her she was the spitting image of his twin, but she hadn't believed it completely until now. That's auntie and uncle. Papa always did say I looked like her. She said with a chuckle, snuggling close to her son. She missed having contact with people.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Victor snuggled up close with his thinly framed mother, wrapping his arms about her waist and rested his head upon the pillows of her chest. This act was something they always did when just chilling about, yeah, Victor said with a sigh, feeling the breast on his cheek, apparently she was going bra - less today. we have some rather attractive ladies in our family, he said teasingly to her.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal relaxed with him near her. she could never quite explain it, but the woman had always shared a deeper connection with her son than she admitted. A dormant feeling she couldn't put her finger on. It was almost as if she saw him as more than her son, yet she to afraid to admit to even to herself. the woman was much to uptight for that. yeah, we do. now I know why papa named me Krystal. she said with a soft chuckle, letting out a contented sigh.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Why do you think he did that? Victor asked her out of curiosity, he yawned a little loud and shifted his position on his mother. I'm kind of sleepy, maybe we can do some ghost hunting tomorrow night instead, he said and wrapped his arms around his mother. Holding her as close and as lovingly as he could, the picture of the dead relatives staring down upon them as they drifted off into their dream worlds.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Krystal shrugged slightly. Probably because I look so much like her. its almost uncanny. she admitted, snuggling close. She wouldn't admit she felt closer to him than she did to anyone else. It wasn't just because she gave birth to him. There was something else there that pulled her to him, especially now that she was in her aunt's mansion. She couldn't put her finger on it though. perhaps more time in the house would help. What she doesn't know though is that a certain ghost is planning something big with her and her son. Krystal's ghost roamed the mansion as they slept, just pacing. She wasn't sure what she wanted to do now. She stroked the cheek of victor softly, muttering in Romanian. Oh my dear Sebastian.. Te Iubesc, inima mea! I have waited so long for you to return to me! she said softly, dancing around the room dramatically before kissing victor straight on the lips. What the man would feel though, was a cool breeze. She was not tangible just yet. That would require her niece. I love you, my heart
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Victor dreamt ever onwards, occasionally stirring on his mother's bosom as a cold draft swept over his face. He could feel her breasts harden beneath him from such a drastic temperature change. Oh mom, he said quietly under his breath as he dreamt of a kiss with a woman without a face. This mystery woman smelled like an angel, at least in his dreams she had, and periodically he would wake up to find himself shifted on his stretched out mother, his hands on different points of her body before going back to sleep with his hands under her shirt and resting on her belly, his groin pressed against her leg.
Thread: Ghosts of Amity Manor (Krystal x thatguy1)

Ghost Krystal watched from the sidelines, curious of the woman that her Sebastian slept with. Why does she look like me? The ghost asked herself, watching as sebastian, now known a victor, slept peacefully near this woman who looked like her. She stroked down his body, a soft sigh escaping her. Oh my sebastian, if only I could touch you. She lemented, watching the pair sleep. If one were to awaken, they wouldn't see her. She was invisible right now.
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

Brian Hitchcock was 6'1, with mouse-brown hair and blue eyes. He wasnt over-weight, but more through genetics than any real effort on his part. He was mostly skin and bones, slim and scrawny despite his tall frame. He was also currently sitting wearily in the basement of his parent's house, nursing the injuries for yet another beating. Brian swore, gingerly holding a cold-pack to his bruised face, thankful that for once, the beating hadn't broken his nose. Despite the fact that he was 21 years old, and was just starting the last year of college, He was STILL being beaten up fairly regularly by the football team of the local high school. The quarterback had started the tradition back when he'd been a Sophmore in High school, and while Brian thought it would stop when he graduated, apparently giving him a monthly beating had become sort of a tradition for the team. He'd gone to the police, but in the small town he lived in, the good spirits of the local team seemed to be far more important than the health of one nerdy kid. Unfortunately for Brian, his walk to and from the local college took him right past the High School, making it just about impossible to avoid running into members of the team. With a groan, Brian rose from the chair he'd been in and went over to his shelves. He rooted through them listlessly for a bit, and then grinned slightly as he found the old, leatherbound book a friend had gave him for his last birthday. It had been a joke gift, obviously. The book was supposedly a spell book, but everyone knew that crap wasnt real. Still...It would probably be fun to work some kind of spell for revenge against the football players. It might not actually do anything, but it would be a great way to vent some of his frustration. With a grin, Brian wandered up the stairs to make sure his parents weren't home. An hour later, Brian had finished copying the pattern on the page next to the spell he had chosen. If this were real, supposedly it would conjure some sort of demon, which as long as he'd drawn this design right, he would have the power to command. As he compared the book to his chalk drawing on the concrete patio in his parent's backyard, he noticed a few mistakes in his work. But whatever, there was no way any of this was going to mean anything anyway. With a short laugh, he held the book open to the right page and began slowly reading, chanting in a language that sounded a bit like latin, but definitely wasn't. He wasnt positive he was getting the words right, but supposedly he was summoning some lesser helper-imp from the nether realms. When he shouted out the last word, Brian jumped backwards, falling on his ass as he heard a loud crack of thunder, and a huge dark cloud formed within the magic circle he'd drawn.
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

Brian swore loudly, Staring agape at the large, powerful looking demon that had just appeared on his parents' patio. He blushed as the demon called him out on his staring but..I mean really, who could blame him? The being infront of him was easily the most attractive male figure he'd even laid eyes on. He didnt swing that way, of course, but even Brian had to admit that the demon was almost overwhelmingly attractive. And that cock was....Well, enormous. Brian wrinkled his nose as she climbed back to his feet, the smell of sulfur thick in the air, with a lingering hit of something else. Something powerful, that was reminiscent of the smell of gym or lockerroom, but...stronger, and somehow even MORE masculine. It made him feel a bit queasy honestly, and...afraid. This was obviously an Alpha male, if the sheer size of his equipment wasn't already a tip-off. Oh...oh holy fuck that...that actually worked? Sorry, sorry, give me...give me just a moment, I'm still kindof processing here. Um, i honestly thought the stuff in that book was just silly nonsense... He trailed off, blushing as he had to tear his eyes away from where they had drifted back to, namely the thick, 11 soft cock. Uh...ahem...yes. Well...I mean, I'm not...I'm not really 100 sure how all of this really works? I mean, I guess i had some vague idea of asking for revenge? Theres...well, i mean, i dont even know if you have the experiences to understand this...I'm a nerd. A loser. I went through highschool being awkward and weird and i got picked on, a lot. Most of it came from the football team. Somehow, the team turned picking on me into a tradition, a favorite pass-time. I've been out of high school for 4 years, none of the kids going there even know me any more, and they still kick my ass any time they see me. Brian gestured to his bruised face as evidence. So uh, I guess, mostly, What I want is for them to get what they deserve. I want them to get FUCKED! I want to see them get fucked, hell, i want to be the one doing the fucking, y'know? Of course, Brian was too jazzed up and angry at this point to realize how vague, and easily mis-interpreted his phrasing was, but that was one of the perils of demon-summoning out of anger. Is...I mean i dont know if i only get to ask for one thing, or if this is more of a three wishes deal? If...I mean the first thing is most important, but...If it's something you can do, I'd like to be...y'know...really attractive. I'm sick of looking like a weak, nerdy, nobody. I want to be...Well kinda like you! Not, y'know, exactly I want to be a human still! But, I want to be that kind of attractive, where people are like No way that's real! but at the same time, it's obvious that it IS real, y'know what i mean? Like, so attractive that it ALMOST looks fake, but...not fake.... Brian shrugged and blushed again, trailing off. But uh, like I said, The first thing is way more important, so if you can only do one...
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

If there had been any chance of her earning some sympathy from the demon responsible for her condition it wasn't being helped by the fact that her pussy was so wet it had already soaked through the denim and her movements caused her to half moan when it her jeans rubbed against her. His cock was growing harder by the second, growing to its full magnificence right before her eyes, and he had noticed that her eyes weren't able to leave it very easily. He pinched one of her nipples between his claws to get her attention. I know what you meant, but the way you kept glancing down at my cock was pretty cute so I thought this would be better. Besides, as I just pointed out, you did fuck up the circle. I'm under no obligation to help you and here I am still granting your requests. He said with a smirk. Every deal has a price and trying to trick you out of your soul just seemed mean. This way you get everything you ask for and I get everything I want. Now... He smirked as one of his claws dropped to her ass, giving it a little squeeze. Aren't you going to invite me inside so you can clean off my cock for me? Understandably it get's pretty damn hot in Hell so there's a bit of caked on sweat to deal with. I figure you can start with the shaft and work your way down to the balls since they might be a little overpowering. He said with a shrug. Now, the line you're looking for is 'come inside Rylan, I'd love to clean your cock off for you'. He said with a smirk. It wasn't like it would have been any trouble at all for him to let himself into the home and he certainly didn't need her permission but part of this was training. If he was going to live here she needed to learn her place sooner rather than later, and while he did love watching people's reactions to his nutsweat he really did feel like he ought to have his cock cleaned before they went out into the world.
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

The stunning little teen that used to be Brian stared up at the demon. She bit her plump bottom lip and worried at the thick cock-pillow as she tried to reconcile what had happened to her. She could feel herself sinking into this body, feeling more at home in it by the moment. She had hazy, strengthening memories of a new life, one where she was born a few years later, and grew up as a girl. She didnt have time to examine them more fully, as she was drawn out of her little reverie by a sharp pinch to one smallish nipple, causing her to give a sharp yelp and jump slightly with the pain of it. R-rylan? That's your name? I....I....feel like I should have a name? Brian....I'm clearly not a Brian anymore. What....What's my name? She blinked her slightly too large eyes and shook her head as if to clear it, but everything felt a little...dreamy. Also, she wasnt sure how to feel about it, but she was fairly positive that her new self wasnt as....smart...as she used to be. Not stupid, really, but definitely a bit dumber, as if the new personality, the new wants...needs...kinks...that it had come with just didnt have room for the level of intelligence her male body had come with. She shook her head again, and came to a decision. I...C-clearly you're not going to change me back, so...so i guess i might as well get used to this. Ummm.....Please, come insdye Rylan? I'd.... She blushed, stammering to a halt, not sure she could get the next part out. But then her gaze strayed to his cock again, catching it just in time to watch as a drop of slick, greasy sweat rolled off of the thick, twitching shaft to drop onto the concrete of the patio. It was humiliating, and she KNEW she would never have wanted this before....but ..... Pleas, Rylan, I...i HAVE to clean your cock off, please? Come inside....I'll....Honestly, i dont know if i can wait to get your nuts in my mouth! She blushed heavily, and didnt look at the demon's face, too busy staring at that huge cock as she walked backwards, hands groping blindly for the doorknob to enter her parents home with this huge, dangerous being.
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

Rylan chuckled when she jumped at the pinch. There was this ominous buzzing sound that came from his throat when he laughed like that but it died away when he spoke up again. Yup. Well, at least the short version anyway. If we got into my full name we'd be here for a while. There are a lot of titles attached to it. He said simply. When asked about her name he shrugged a bit. How should I know? It's probably 'Amber' or some other stereotypical blond girl name. He said. He was still riding the wave of magic from his summoning. Transforming reality like this was usually a bit beyond the scope of his power unless he had some souls to work with. It's highly unlikely. He agreed when she decided he was unlikely to change her back to her old self. It'd fuck up the rest of your wishes too. He added, as if the fact that he'd been thinking up ways to make the rest of what she asked come true was actually a good thing. When she asked him inside he was about to speak up and agree to her kind offer when she started to beg. His cock had hardened quickly in response to her plight but that begging caused his shaft to surge to its full size in no time. You little goddamn whore. He growled with a smile that told her he was absolutely loving the new her. She wasn't doing well with the door knob so he stepped forward and scooped her up into his arms, using three of them to hold her comfortably as he shoved the other open with his free claw. Once they were inside he immediately began to tear off her clothing. He was surprisingly good at shredding the fabric from her body without leaving so much as a scratch on her. Then again, it helped that her pants were about to burst and her shirt was already torn open. When you beg to clean my cock I expect you to show it the proper respect. If you don't have any appropriate attire you damn well better strip. He told her for the next time they did this. And there would be a next time. He plopped down in her father's favorite recliner and dropped her a short distance onto her cushy rear. Now clean every inch. If you do a good enough job and remember to thank me often for allowing you to do this I'll make this a daily chore for you. He said simply, tapping his claw against the arm of the recliner as he waited for her to get to work.
Thread: The Broken Circle [SluttyLizzie & Yenpointfive]

Rylan chuckled wickedly when she complained about being dropped. If that's the worst pain your phat bubble butt experiences tonight you ought to count yourself very lucky indeed. He said before adding in. I'm glad you like it. He was sort of talking about both of them with that one. And she was going to quickly find that her body was absolutely made to service demon dick. Absolutely every bit of her was going to be a tight fit but if he'd done his job right there was little to no chance of him seriously injuring anything when he fucked her. It was going to hurt like hell though, but then again, that was part of the point. He sighed as she gripped his cock for him. You seem to have a knack for stating the obvious. He commented as she reminded him how sweaty his dick was. Her protests just seemed to excite him more and his dick throbbed hard in her hand as she declared how gross this was. You can say his name if you want. It only stings a little bit and I kinda like the tingle. Get too biblical and I'm dressing you up like a Catholic school girl and we're teaching you a whole new set of prayers. He said, though he did appreciate the effort on her part. He let out an excited little groan as she sniffed his dick. Enjoy it, slut. It's been marinating in sweat down in Hell, just for you. He said, smirking and letting out a soft groan as she licked his cock and moaned. See, I knew you were going to love this. He said as he reached down and gripped his cock. But you are taking a bit long for my liking. Maybe you two ought to get better aquainted... With that said he tugged her forward and smeared his sweaty dick across her cheek before delivering a playful soft cocksmack against her face. It wasn't intended to hurt, just to humiliate. Now hurry up and make out with my cock like it's the love of your fucking life or else you don't get dessert. And you're really going to love what comes next... The look in his eyes told her it was time to do what he said.