Night of the Living Pussy Chapter 2

*Two hours later*

Stephanie woke on the floor and slowly began to rise. She turned her head to look at the clock, which read 11:23pm.

“Shit…..” she muttered as she slowly picked herself up off the floor. Once on her feet she yelped as she felt a familiar stir between her legs.

“About time you woke up, haha. Did you have sweet dreams?” Her pussy taunted.

“Oh god….no no no no no”, this can’t be happening to me. I mean, I must be going crazy. You…..you can’t be alive I mean it’s impossible. It doesn’t even make sense.” Stephanie stammered.

“You make it sound like it’s a bad thing. I know you enjoyed yourself. Not bad for a first orgasm huh?” Her pussy taunted yet again as she stumbled over to her bed.

“Yes….okay I admit it felt amazing I guess, but it’s only a matter of time before I’m a lab experiment.” Stephanie said, feeling strange as she talked to her crotch.

“Honey I can be very discrete. It’s not like I’m going to start talking to everyone you come across. I don’t want the attention either, but then again I can’t promise I won’t be a little naughty here and there.” Her pussy smirked as her right boob squeezed and her nipple tweaked itself.

Selena’s Book of Shadows

The end of the day was creeping ever nearer and Kate couldn’t wait. All day she had eyed the clock on the other side of her uncle’s antique shop rolling her fingers on the side of the cash register. “5:00 pm”, it displayed seemingly teasing her as the last thirty minutes of her shift slowed to a crawl. She couldn’t complain too much since it helped pay for college and it was only for the summer after all.

The store was all but vacant, so Kate walked around to check things out. It had been a year after all since she had started and there were possibly new items she had yet seen. As she neared the back, a black Gothic antique mirror caught her eye. It was a full-length mirror nearing her height from the floor and had cobras carved into the sides.

Selena’s Book of Shadows Chapter 2

Kate woke up naked in the middle of the floor, still questioning in her head if what happened really happened. She rubbed her eyes and looked around the room to see her outfit neatly folded on the bed along with the naughty sheet that probed her.

“What the…” Kate muttered to herself before she was cut off by a tiny voice behind her.

“Wakey wakey sleepy head.” The tiny voice said with a giggle. Startled, Kate spins around and nearly fell back down at the sight of a tiny winged female perched on her mirror. Speechless Kate stands there with her mouth agape at the creature before her.

“Surprised to see me I see. You know I’m getting a lot of that lately. Humans have really forgotten about us fairies huh?” The fairy said.

“Wait… you’re a fairy? Of course. Why wouldn’t you be? I find a working spell book and shortly after I meet a fairy. I’m dreaming still. That’s the only explanation. Clothes can’t come to life and fairies don’t exist.” Kate began to laugh hysterically. The fairy began to wear a puzzled look on her face.

Descent into Darkness

For over a thousand years, the growth of urbanization and industrialization has all but destroyed many forests around the world.  The more humans advanced, the more they destroyed the world around them.  Many woodland type creatures have either been trapped inside preserved wildlife areas or gone extinct as a result. 

Unfortunately, though, there are creatures mostly unseen by human eyes who are also dying out as they lose their homes.  These creatures, of course, are fairies.  Governed by spirits of nature they were strictly forbidden to commune with humans due to the apparent lack of respect of the earth that they held.  For this reason, fairies were seen merely as creatures of myth or folklore in modern times, and if one were to make itself known to human eyes, they could be captured for experiments or worse.

One day, Arianna, a lone woodland fairy, traveled nearby lands looking for another fairy colonization.  Most of her tribe had died out with the loss of its home and no longer heard the call of the spirits around them.  Those that survived decided to disperse and search neighboring lands for signs of other fairy life and would call to each other if they found anything.  Without the power of the woodland spirits filling them, their lives were falling short, and Arianna felt it.  She slowly fell to the ground as she lost the energy to fly.

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Selena’s Book of Shadows

The end of the day was creeping ever nearer and Kate couldn’t wait. All day she had eyed the clock on the other side of her uncle’s antique shop rolling her fingers on the side of the cash register. “5:00 pm”, it displayed seemingly teasing her as the last thirty minutes of her shift slowed to a crawl. She couldn’t complain too much since it helped pay for college and it was only for the summer after all.

The store was all but vacant, so Kate walked around to check things out. It had been a year after all since she had started and there were possibly new items she had yet seen. As she neared the back, a black Gothic antique mirror caught her eye. It was a full-length mirror nearing her height from the floor and had cobras carved into the sides.

Brian and the Living Mannequin

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*This is a slightly modified version of one of my chapters to Enchanted Panties. I plan on rewriting the series and this chapter was somewhat out of place for that particular story but I wanted to keep Brian’s story. In this modified version, the story is written as a spin-off of Night of the Living Pussy. There may be more to this story in the future. Hope you guys enjoy :).*

Pleased with her achievement on Stephanie, the mischievous little lust fairy Arianna had her sights set on a department store manager at the name of Brian, who was in his mid-twenties and had lost hope finding love. Arianna had stolen a pocket pussy from a local sex toy shop and brought it to life with her magic. She sent it out in the middle of the night to sneak into the store.

“Go my new pet. Show Brain the time of his life.” Arianna giggled as she flew off into the night.

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My Remote Controlled Gothic Hottie

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Drew Robinson had just turned eighteen years of age and was halfway through his senior year of high school. He wasn’t a bad looking guy but his self-confidence was a little lacking and the fact that most girls in the school knew that he was a pervert kept him from scoring a girlfriend.

He lived with his Dad, who owned a lucrative sex toy business and had apparently had a breakthrough recently in product development. One day, Drew just happened to be a fly on the wall at the right moment while listening in on a conversation and knew when the samples of these products would be in. He snuck a box into his backpack and went to school, where he met his partner in crime.

“Dude, you brought it, right?” Brad asked Drew under his breath in study hall.

“Of course I brought it. I’ve been waiting for this thing to come in for weeks.” Drew rolled his eyes as he opened his backpack and pulled out a vial with clear liquid inside.

Alexis The Dark Fairy

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Vanessa had just turned eighteen and still lived at her parents’ house. She was very beautiful and could have any man she wanted, but it seemed that her standards were high for someone of her age. Her fetishes were all of that of the supernatural. She could be interested in guys or girls but she wanted something magical and could not settle for less. One day she was walking in the park alone and saw these middle school boys mercilessly torturing what looked like a dragonfly, except oddly enough it glowed.

“Hey, stop that!!” Vanessa exclaimed.

“What? It’s a humungous firefly we just wanted to catch it.”

“By throwing rocks at it? Honestly…” she reached up in the nearby tree and cupped the creature in her hands.

“Hey, girl, what are you doing? We found it first!” One of the boys yelled, but she ignored them and kept walking. She made her way home and found a jar to put it in while she went online trying to figure out exactly what it was. She put the jar on her desk in her room and began surfing online when she heard a tiny but yet faint voice.

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The Witch and her Runaway Wardrobe

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It was finally summer and April couldn’t wait to get home. She had just finished her freshman year of College and was packing up her dorm to leave in a couple of days. She did, however, secretly practice witchcraft with a coven close to her campus. Being that she was new, her first lesson was that to study potions. She had the choice to choose any potion she desired just as long as the potion she created worked as intended. She skimmed through the book to find one that was both fun yet useful. Her roommate was gone to a summer party so if anything went wrong she should be able to set things straight by the time she gets back.

“Let’s see, summoning potions, love potions, animation potion… Hmmmm”, she thought to herself. Interested in the animation potion she read on:

*If the below animation potion is executed correctly, the caster will be able to bring life to any inanimate object he/she chooses. The object will be at the complete command of the witch as long as the object was brought to life intentionally.*

Mirror of Fantasy

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My name is Vanessa. I am a thirty-year-old woman who recently

lost her beloved husband to a war overseas. I recently moved to

Washington state to this old house in the country, which was

previously owned by an elderly woman who, can I say is a shut-in.

She was getting down on her health as I understood it and went to

live with her daughter.

For this reason, she sold the house really cheap, about onehundred-

and-fifty grand, which is not bad considering the ten acres

of land and the three-thousand square foot home. The house is two

stories and completely furnished, mostly with old antique furniture.

I write this to document the strange occurrences going on in this

house since I moved in. I never was one to believe in ghost stories

or anything of the paranormal but over the past month, this house

may make me a believer.

Night 1

During the day, nothing happens that I can tell, the strange happenings mostly occur at night.