The Haunted House - Chapter 12

Chapter 12 - Eclipse

Jennifer slid from the back of the horse the instant they returned to the garden. Embarrassed at being seen having sex in public, Jennifer wanted to crawl into bed and hide forever. She raced toward the house, with her big tits swinging in the moonlight.

The laughter and crude comments of the horse followed her, "That was well worth the wait, my dear... I think you enjoyed it too.... After watching you get fucked by a horse, whatever will the people in town think about you now?”

Once inside, Jennifer scrambled upstairs and practically threw herself into the shower, frantically turning on the taps and wanting to wash the filth from her body. The cum from the horse had dried all the way down her legs and she was desperate to wash it from her body. Jennifer wished she could also wash away the public humiliation.

Jennifer felt the first blast of water strike her and she started to scrub herself clean. She could also feel suddenly the presence of Hlar and Hlox as they materialized in the shower with her. For once, Jennifer shrank from their touch after having just been humiliated in public by another demon.

"Do not be afraid of us, my dear," whispered the soft voice of Hlar. "My brother and I will never hurt you. We are elemental spirits, and not like the demons. When the veil between dimensions was broken and the demons entered this house, we came along because we were bored and curious. We mean no harm, and will leave you alone if you ask."

Jennifer heard Hlox murmuring assent and she relaxed. There was a definite difference between the two water elementals and the demons in this house. Hlar and Hlox were never crude, only gentle and loving.

"No, don't go. Please stay," whispered Jennifer. "I enjoy your company and would miss you if you were not here. It's just... the others are so crude and demeaning in the things they make me do. They are never gentle and loving like you are."

"We hope you will escape Jennifer," whispered Hlox. "Can we help you wash?"

"Please," replied Jennifer.

The bar of soap and washcloth hovered in the air and swirled together. Then the floating washcloth began to run over the blonde's breasts and down her belly and between her legs. Jennifer felt another pair of hands sliding the bar of soap over her back and ass and knew that Hlox was at work on the other side. Jennifer closed her eyes in contentment and let the watery soft hands caress her body and clean the filth from it. Fingers caressed her pussy and worked their way inside to clean her entirely.

With soft hands caressing her hips and fingering her pussy, Jennifer felt her nipples harden and her body growing flushed with arousal. Not only were the elementals cleaning her, they were giving her love and pleasure to counter any degradations she may have experience. She felt Hlox wrap his arms around her from behind and squeeze her big breasts in his watery palms.

Getting aroused and having an orgasm was not at the top of her list right now, but the water elemental's touch was too sensual to ignore. Jennifer placed both hands on the wall in front of her and spread her feet to give room for Hlar's hands between her legs. She humped her hips against the elemental's invisible hands, feeling the fingers in her pussy and the hands caressing her breasts. A few minutes later she was pleasured to an orgasm.

"Fuuuuuuck yessss."

She felt wet kisses from Hlar on her hips and belly, and her brother, Hlox, began kissing Jennifer's neck. After another minute with the sound of the water and the loving kisses, Jennifer exhaled, relaxed.

"I must warn you, my dear," whispered Hlox into her ear. "The demons know about your escape plan. And it amuses them that you must collect mouthfuls of cum from them. You have one more day to get the last two samples, but they intend to let you only have one."

Hlar's voice was at her other ear, and she added, "The demon in the painting, who contends with the horse for mastery, will take you tonight. He is angry at your taunting, and more angry that the horse won their bet."

Jennifer trembled at these words, feeling that the demons may have the upper hand. Then she remembered that she only needed two more samples. "Hlox, I have eleven now. Can get one from you?"

The water elemental hesitated. "Are you sure you want this Jennifer? Hlar and I both love you deeply, and do not want to take advantage of you."

"I am sure," assured Jennifer.

Carefully, she slid to her knees in the shower, to show her willingness. Jennifer grabbed her breasts, lifting them to show the water elemental, in case he needed more encouragement.

"Please Hlox, fuck my mouth and give me your cum." Jennifer opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

There was no verbal response from the water elemental, but Jennifer felt something warm and solid, slide into her mouth. She eagerly wrapped her lips around the invisible cock and began to suck. Even though Hlox was a water elemental and could take any shape, he emulated the shape of a human male, very well. Jennifer swirled her tongue around the head of the cock, licking and sucking with all the passion she had.

This was not an oral rape, or forced coercion, as the other blowjobs she had given to the demons. She wanted Hlox to enjoy this, and put all of her new found expertise in sucking the water elemental's cock. From the moaning Jennifer could hear above her, she was being very successful.

She felt Hlar's fingers on her pussy again, slipping inside and fucking her from below. Jennifer continued to squeeze her big breasts, and rubbed her thumbs over her nipples, playing with them in the way she would when masturbating.  Soon Jennifer was moaning as loudly as Hlox, and humping her hips back and forth, as his sister fucked Jennifer with her fingers and strummed her clit.

Hlox reached his climax and Jennifer felt a gush of warm liquid spurt into her mouth. She closed her lips as the invisible cock slipped from her mouth. Giving Hlox the pleasure of an orgasm borne from a desire to please, and being rewarded with the mouthful of cum as evidence of her success, tipped Jennifer over the edge.

"Mmmmmm," she squealed and thrust her hips forward with the force of her orgasm.

An instant later, dawn light streamed through the bathroom window. The water elementals were gone, and Jennifer was alone in the shower, kneeling with a mouthful of cum.

"Mm-mmm," she mumbled thanks to the water elementals, knowing that they knew what she meant, even if the words were not there.

Careful not to swallow, Jennifer climbed out of the tub and turned the shower off. She wrapped a towel around herself and carefully walked into the hall. Her wet footsteps made a path as she went downstairs and to the kitchen.

Opening the refrigerator, Jennifer saw the large collection jar exactly where it should be. The jar was almost full with multi-colored swirls of cum. The gelatinous mass bubbled and seemed to grow a little then deflate, like it was breathing. Jennifer wondered if the stuff was alive in a sense, because it had grown in volume. She opened the large jar and added the mouthful of Hlox's watery cum.

Twelve samples down and one to go, she celebrated. I'm sure Hlox was right, and the painting demon will take me tonight. Jennifer closed the jar and shuddered, knowing that she would have to endure one more defilement before she could escape. She thought bitterly, that it cannot be any worse that being fucked in public by the horse.

Next to the large jar, was the small box that Jennifer had stashed the two petals of the Black Daisy. She carefully opened the box to double check on the condition and safety of the petals. Both were safe and unblemished. Jennifer knew that Samantha had said only one was needed, but something had made her pick an extra petal. Somehow she felt that it was important, though how she didn't know why.

Finally, too exhausted to stay awake any longer, Jennifer hugged the towel to her naked body and walked upstairs to her bedroom. She tossed the wet towel over the iron footboard of the bed. Naked, she climbed under the covers and snuggled warmly. Soon, she was fast asleep.

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Jennifer was awakened around noon, by the sound of the phone ringing.

She finally picked up the receiver after the sixth or seventh ring. "Hello?" she muttered blearily.

"Miss Marlowe?" asked the voice at the other end of the line.

The voice sounded familiar, but Jennifer was not awake enough to concentrate and identify the caller. "Yes, who is this?"

"This is Reverend Andrew Southerby. We met once before, if you recall?"

Of course she remembered the name. That woke Jennifer up in a hurry. She recalled the blackmailing Reverend all too well. He had coerced her into sucking his cock, as payment to keep him quiet about her Lady Godiva rides. She doubted that he was calling with good intentions.

Jennifer asked warily, "Why are you calling, Mister Reverend?"

The Reverend whispered, "Since we met, I have had thoughts of your pussy wrapped around my cock as I fuck you on that couch of yours," His voice returned to a normal tone, "However, that is not why I am calling. Some of the people in town have become concerned about you and your slutty actions. There are rumors about a party you had with some of the teenagers. One girl even claims that she was raped by demons in your house! A ridiculous story, of course. But there are many people who are sure it is you that has been seen after midnight, riding naked on a horse through the town." His voice returned to a whisper, "This morning, I heard a couple claiming that they saw you last night in the town square... being fucked by a horse! I wish I could have seen that--"

"I see," Jennifer interrupted, with a catch in her voice. "But how do these rumors relate to this phone call?"

The Reverend replied, "Yes. Well... some of the townsfolk have come to me... as the spiritual leader of the community. I have assured them that the rumors are total fabrications, made up by the overactive imaginations of teenagers driven by hormones. But... they are not convinced. They would like to have a meeting with you... to find out the truth. And I said I would arrange it."

Jennifer did her best not to laugh when the Reverend made his 'spiritual leader' comment. She asked, "Are you proposing that you will prevent this meeting from happening, if I give you something in return. Like last time?"

The Reverend inhaled sharply, as if he was weighing his options. "You are astute, my dear. Yes... I am sure I can convince the parents that this has all been rumors and pranks from the teens. In return, I expect to fuck you and your big tits whenever I want. I think it would be necessary for me to make pastoral visits on a weekly basis."

"You can--"

Jennifer was about to tell the Reverend to go fuck himself, when the air suddenly became thick as if it had turned to liquid. Everything seemed to slow down, and the light dimmed. She could see dust motes in the light streaming through the front window, hanging motionless in the air and unmoving. It was as if time itself had stopped.

A voice that sounded like the painting demon, whispered in Jennifer's ear. "Tell the Reverend that he can... bring the parents for a meeting here at the house at three o'clock this afternoon, and I look forward to your first pastoral visit."

Then the dust motes moved again, and the lighting returned to normal. Jennifer found herself finishing her sentence, twisted to using the words compelled by the painting demon.

"--bring the parents for a meeting here at the house at three o'clock this afternoon, and I look forward to your first pastoral visit." Jennifer stared at the phone in shock.

The Reverend, mumbled, "Oh, uhm... if you would rather do that... I will bring the folks up to your house at three o'clock then."

After hanging up, Jennifer climbed out of bed and grabbed the silk robe from her closet. She wrapped it around her shoulders and tied the belt. Then she quickly padded out of the bedroom and down the stairs. When she arrived in the front room, she put her hands on her hips and glared at the painting of the tentacled eye.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "What exactly are you up to?"

The painting remained silent, like the inanimate object it was supposed to be.

Jennifer scowled and marched into the kitchen.

After lunch, she returned to the front room to sit on the couch and look at today's entry in Samantha Lee's diary.

Good morning my darling Jennifer,

Our love making yesterday was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I am sorry I had to trick you, but I could not let the demons know about our escape plan. I am so sorry about what you went through last night. It was the one degradation that I avoided through my cowardice. I picked the petal before it was potent, and although I made it back to the house before sunset, I paid a greater price when I escaped. I could not let that happen to you, so I hope you will forgive me for delaying you in the woods until the bloom was ready. 

The recipe will set you free. As for today, expect two midnights.

Until we meet again Jennifer, be of stout heart, for our deliverance is near at hand, if we have the courage to seize it.

Two midnights? Jennifer pondered, what does that mean?

More importantly, Jennifer realized that she didn't know how to use the recipe or what exactly it would do. Jennifer recalled the large number of books in the library on the occult and witchcraft. Perhaps she might find an answer to her questions there, as the books had belonged to Samantha Lee.

As for the meeting with the Reverend and the parents, Jennifer shook her head. Obviously the house wanted the meeting to take place. Jennifer was certain she would not like the reason, nor the outcome, but she had no choice in the matter.

Jennifer spent the next  couple of hours in the library, poring over dusty old books. She was close to giving up her search when she finally found something. She had read countless potions with bizarre ingredients, but none of them mentioned demon cum or black daisy petals. Then she found a hand-written note inside the back cover of a book on magical potions. It looked more like a poem than a recipe, and Jennifer had a tough time making out the old cursive writing, let alone understanding what it meant.

Black Daisy picked in full bloom
Though horror upon horror doest loom
One shall set thee free
Two for the one who loves thee
To the demon numbered concoction you must add
Then once more to have all the demons you had
Until exhausted they shall be
And one final kiss shall set thee free 

Jennifer sighed. Why does it have to be a riddle? Just tell me what to do!

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Jennifer saw that it was a two forty-five. She had to get ready for the Reverend's meeting, and would leave the riddle for later. She took the book with her, just in case the library disappeared today. 

When she arrived in her bedroom, Jennifer saw a gift waiting for her. The house had apparently decided on her outfit for the meeting and it was laid out neatly on the bed. Jennifer was surprised at the nature of the outfit. She had expected something whorish, in an attempt to humiliate her, but instead it was a proper outfit. There was a white cotton blouse and a black knee-length skirt. The bra and panties were a bit frilly, but not overly so, and the shoes were a sensible pair of low-heel black sling backs.

After Jennifer dressed and looked at herself in the mirror, she appeared to be the very model of a proper school teacher, or maybe a librarian. There was even a pair of glasses on her dresser, and a tie to put her hair up in a professional fashion. The lenses in the glasses seemed to be plain glass, as they did nothing to affect her vision when she put them on.

Still suspicious about the ulterior motives of the house and the demons, Jennifer walked downstairs to sit in the front room and await the meeting. Her reflection in the mirror remained for a few more seconds, admiring itself.

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Promptly at three o'clock, the doorbell rang.

Jennifer stood from the couch where she had been waiting and stepped to the door. She reached for the door handle, hesitant for a second, thinking the door would not open. Then she remembered this meeting was set up by the painting demon. And of course the door opened just fine.

"Hello, please come in." Jennifer smiled in greeting. She gestured and stepped aside to allow the delegation to come in.

With Reverend Southerby, were four couples. Once everyone was seated in the front room, the Reverend performed introductions.

Jennifer was a bit surprised at the relative youth of the couples, as none of them looked over forty. Palmerville, she reflected, was the sort of small town where the girls married young and raised kids. So if they were married at eighteen or nineteen, they would have kids who would be eighteen while they were still in their mid thirties.

The first couple was black, and the Reverend introduced Sam and Barbara Williams. They were the parents of Harold and Heather. Barbara's hair was styled in a wavy fashion, and she wore a conservative blue dress that did not hide the fact that she had generous breasts and hips. Sam was tall and fit, with short curly hair, and wore a white long sleeve shirt and brown slacks. For some reason Jennifer immediately wondered if Harold had gotten his big cock from his dad? Then she hurriedly tried to banish the lewd thought from her mind.

Next were Sally's parents, Sara and Jim. Sally had obviously gotten her red hair and her bust from her mother, who had an impressive set of tits that rivaled Jennifer's. Sally wore a green dress with a dark green belt and matching low-heel shoes. Her husband had brown hair parted on one side, and a brown mustache. Jim wore a white pullover shirt and tan slacks with brown shoes.

And Tom's parents were there as well, Tom Senior was a taller, athletic-looking type with a buzz cut, black pants and a charcoal pullover shirt. Mary was a petite dark-haired woman that looked like Mary Tyler Moore, and had a red and white polka-dot patterned dress with a white belt and white heels.

The last couple was introduced as Boris and Natasha. Jennifer stifled a giggle, wondering if they had named their kids Rocky and Bullwinkle, and how in the heck did the two ended up in Palmerville, with names like that! Boris was short and round, with dark curly hair and glasses. He wore black pants and a blue sweater. Natasha was an attractive blonde, and wore a blue blouse and plaid dress with a black belt and heels. For some reason, Jennifer found herself starting to undress the woman in her mind, before catching herself and tuning into what the Reverend was saying.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I know you are all concerned about your children, and ensuring that they are being given a proper moral upbringing. I can personally assure you that Miss Marlowe here is a fine and upstanding woman--"

Barbara Williams cut off the Reverend, "Fine upstanding women don't go riding around town naked on a horse," sniffed Barbara Williams. "My only reason for agreeing to come here is to see this tramp run out of town." She turned to sneer at Jennifer. "You can agree to go voluntarily, or we will have you charged with public nudity and anything else we can think of."

Jennifer protested, "I don't know what you are talking about, Mrs. Williams. I don't own a horse, so how could I be seen riding one, let alone naked?"

The red-headed Sara spoke up, "Listen you blonde bimbo. I saw you standing naked in this very window the other day." She pointed at the large window in the front room that overlooked the front lawn and sidewalk. "You smiled and waved at us while you stood there with no clothes on, for the whole world to see. You have no shame!"

Jennifer blushed, but tried to rally. "That is true, and I'm real sorry about that. I had just gotten up and taken a shower. I was distracted and forgot for a minute that I hadn't dressed, when I looked out the window and saw you."

Mary snorted derisively, "It was well after noon, and you were just getting up? We can guess what you were doing the night before that caused you to sleep so late."

Natasha chimed in with a nasty edge in her voice. "Maybe you were fucking your horse in the town square, if the reports are to be believed!"

Jennifer snapped at the group, "I don't own a horse! Look, I don't have to sit here in my own house and take this. The Reverend vouches for me. And unless you have some proof to back up these silly allegations, I suggest you leave!"

Barbara Williams nodded, "I agree, this meeting was pointless," She started to stand up.

Suddenly, a shudder ran through the house and the sky outside began to dim. Startled, Jennifer looked out the window and saw there were few clouds, but the sun was starting to disappear.

Jennifer whispered, "An eclipse..."

She was reminded that Samantha said there would be a second midnight today. Jennifer felt her heart beat faster. The demons were nearly powerless in daylight, but if the sun was hidden during an eclipse, and we are in the moon's dark shadow, that could free the demons during the day!

There was a startled shriek from behind Jennifer and she spun around to see her worst fears materializing.

Barbara Williams had been sitting in a big armchair, and when she tried to get up, the arms from the armchair had literally bent to grab her and held her in place. In fact, the arms on the chair had a set of hands that were busy groping the black woman's large tits in her blue dress. The other women were being similarly fondled by arms that had materialized out of the other chairs. The men looked on in shock as they saw their wives being groped by the furniture.

Jennifer said, "Ohhh... I think the house has plans for you ladies. I suggest you relax and try and enjoy yourselves."

There was a wicked laugh coming from the painting, and suddenly there was a flash of light that blinded everyone. When the light was gone and eyes adjusted, it was obvious that the women had disappeared. Except for Jennifer, who remained in the front room with the Reverend and the four husbands.

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Barbara Williams suddenly found herself in another room of the house. It looked like it had been a children's bedroom at one time, as it had a single-sized bed and dresser, and was filled with stuffed animals of all types. There were cuddly teddy bears, dogs, monkeys, lions, tigers and other animals all over the place. Barbara looked around and found the door. But when she tried the knob, it wouldn't budge. As she fought with the door, her back was to the room, and she failed to notice the animals were starting to stir and move.

A crude voice spoke behind her, "That is a nice looking ass," said the teddy bear. "I can hardly wait to see it naked!"

Barbara spun around to see all the stuffed animals moving toward her with purpose. She gazed down at the cute teddy bear, and was shocked to see a cock between it's furry legs. In fact, all the stuffed animals were similarly endowed. There were sinister grins on their faces as they advanced.

Shocked at the bizarre situation, and fearful that the stuffed animals were going to kill her, Barbara turned and started to bang frantically on the door.

"Help!... HELP!"

She was still banging on the door when she felt furry hands seize her. With inhuman strength, the stuffed animals dragged Barbara away from the door and she landed on her ass. The stuffed animals began to tear at her blue dress. Buttons popped and the top of the dress spread open to reveal Barbara's big breasts in a black bra. The furry claws slashed and tore at her clothes and underwear, and forced Barbara to lie back on the ground.

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Sara found herself standing on the basement steps when the flash of light subsided.

This can't be happening, was all she could think. "How did the sofa come alive like that and start grabbing my tits? And how did I get there?"

Sara turned to march up the stairs, eyeing the door at the top, and failed to see the hands reaching out from between the steps.

Clawed hands seized her ankles and her waist. Whatever was holding her, suddenly pulled Sara forward. But, instead of falling onto the stairs, all of the steps parted like curtains, and she was pulled into darkness.

Sara found herself on her hands and knees on the basement floor. She pushed herself back onto her knees and was face to face with a group of otherworldly creatures gathered around her. They all looked like humanoid lizards, with arms and legs. They were each different colors - green, gold, blue, orange, red, violet.

The Gold creature cackled, "This looks like the mother of the female we fucked the other night!"

Blue added, "I bet the mother is better."

Green stepped forward, "Let's find out!"

When the green creature's claws touched Sara's shoulder, there was a ripping sound. Suddenly, Sara's green dress, undergarments, belt and shoes, all disappeared. The big breasted red-head was now completely naked and kneeling before the creatures.

Yellow nodded, "Look at the size of those boobs. They'll hold a lot of cum!"

"What the--!" Sara squealed and quickly covered her breasts with one arm and her other hand covered her crotch. "AAAAAAAAAAA!" she began to scream at that point.

Nobody could hear her.

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Mary found herself in the kitchen. Dazed, she looked around and wondered what just happened.

She took a few steps and tried to open the swinging doors that led out of the kitchen, but they refused to budge. She started to pound on the doors.

"Tom!... TOM!" " she hollered for her husband, but to no avail.

She stopped trying to open the doors and turned around to look for a chair that she could throw against the doors. On the stove, a pot was bubbling gently. Distracted by the chocolate smell, Mary stepped to the stove and looked inside the pot. It looked like chocolate, and smelled like chocolate. Curious, despite the circumstances, she lifted the ladle on the edge of the pot and blew on the chocolate to cool it. Then she dipped her fingertip in the ladle of melted chocolate and tasted it.

"Mmmm, maybe this is fudge?"

A male voice spoke from behind her, "A question for you, my dear. Which of these do you want in your pussy, and which do you want in your ass?"

Mary was startled by the sudden voice, and taken aback at the contents of his words. She turned around to give the rude gentleman a piece of her mind. But instead of a man, she saw a small, green person that looked like a goblin from the fairy tales. He was holding a large carrot in one hand and large cucumber in the other. As Mary gawked at the creature, a dozen more small figures appeared around the kitchen. All of them began creeping toward her.

"Stay away from me!" screamed Mary

Looking around quickly, she grabbed a frying pan, intending to bash a few heads in.

Taz observed, "You look a lot like that Mary Tyler Moore on television. And you got spunk just like her. We like spunk. We want to give you our spunk! Now put down that frying pan, and start taking off your clothes." He looked and sounded calm and collected, as if he was in charge. "Since you tried our special recipe, you are starting to find out that you don't have any choice but to do what we tell you!"

Mary gasped as she was involuntarily compelled to put the fry pan back on the stove top. With a mind of their own, her hands went to her white belt, and she unfastened it and dropped it to the ground. Then she found her hands beginning to unbutton the red and white polka dot dress. Unbelievably, Mary found herself stripping off her clothes at the command of these horrible little creatures.

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Natasha found herself standing in the middle of a grove of trees in the overgrown garden behind the house.

"What the fuck?" she whirled around.

A gravelly voice answered, "Did someone say fuck?"

It took Natasha several seconds to realize the voice was coming from a statue of a horse that was half concealed by the trees. The same trees whose vines were slithering across the ground towards the buxom blonde. While Natasha was looking at the horse statue, she failed to notice the vines on the ground, until they started to wrap themselves around her ankles.

"AAahhhhHH!" Natasha screamed and lifted her arms, squeamishly trying to jump free of the slithering vines.

She quickly found her arms captured by hanging vines. Looking up, she tried to yank her hands free, but the vines curled around her forearms and held her tightly. Looking back down, she saw the vines around her ankles and feet, were removing her shoes. Then she felt the vines pulling her arms up from above and she rose off the ground.

Natasha found herself suspended in the middle of the air, with her arms and legs splayed wide. As she watched in horror, more vines moved down from above, and up from below. The new vines were smaller, and slithered inside her blouse and skirt. The nightmarish vines tugged open her blue blouse and tore it off, to reveal her blue bra. Then vines pulled and yanked her plaid skirt away, leaving her dressed only in underwear. The vines slithered under her blue bra and panties, and tore and pulled, tearing the fabric apart, until she was completely naked.

Her horror increased tenfold when she heard the clip-clop of hooves and looked up to see that the horse statue was gone, and a real horse was moving toward her. The horse had an erection hanging down, and the flat tip glistened with a drop of precum.

The horse looked up at Natasha, "I am going to enjoy mounting you, my dear." he bent his head and licked her thigh. "Have you ever been fucked by a horse?"

"NooOoOOoO!" Natasha started to scream and yank at the vines, but nobody could hear her.

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Back in the front room, the Reverend and the four husbands were blinking as the flash of light faded. Then it was obvious that their wives were missing!.

Sam Williams shouted, "I demand to know what is going on here!" Harold's dad starting to stand up. "What happened to my wife? Where is she?"

His indignation was interrupted by another flash of light. When the flash dissipated and their eyes adjusted to the light again, Jennifer was standing on a stage, still dressed in her prim clothes, but holding onto a stripper pole. The rest of the front room was surrounded by smoke and darkness beyond. The Reverend and the other four men were still seated in their armchairs, but now positioned around the small circular stage.

Jennifer gazed around in shock and fear. She didn't know what was coming next, but knew it would involve her somehow. She fumed at the painting, or where she thought it would be, on the wall beyond the smoke.

Four spotlights suddenly turned on, each of them pointed at her.

The voice of the painting loudly announced, "And now, appearing for the first time on stage, Miss Jennifer Marlowe..."

The Reverend and all four husbands looked up at Jennifer on the stage. She was looking to the side, at something hidden in the haze of smoke.

The loud voice continued, "...She wants to show you everything she's got, because she's a real slut under that proper outfit!"

Rather than the bump and grind music that Jennifer expected, a soft melody began to play. With her heart pounding, Jennifer recognized the theme song from To Sir With Love, and found herself starting to sway gently to the music. She held the pole with both hands and moved side to side. She did not have any control over her body, because the painting demon was in charge. Jennifer slid her hands from the pole and turned her back to it. She continued to sway from side to side as she undid the top two buttons on her blouse and pulled her collar open. She was displaying a substantial amount of cleavage to the audience.

Jennifer realized what was about to happen. The demon is going to make me strip in front of the husbands!?

The Reverend and the four husbands were no longer curious about where their wives had gone, as they continued to stare up at Jennifer. She was sure that their silent and rapt attention was driven by the painting demon.

Voices from all around the room, shrouded in smoke, began to call out.

"Take it off!"

"She's so beautiful!"

"Take it all off!"

"Whooooo!"

The voice of the painting demon was in her mind, "You're the star of the show, my dear. Let's give your audience a good performance!"

Still not in control of her own body, Jennifer continued to sway from side to side, and slowly stepped around the circular stage, with the pole at her back. She undid the band holding up her hair and removed her glasses. She shook her head, making her blonde hair loose and wild. Suddenly the prim school teacher was being replaced by a sultry tigress. She bent her knees and swayed to the music and circled the pole, giving each of the seated men a view.

One by one she undid the buttons on her blouse, aware of the five men gazing at her body as she moved around the stage. Jennifer could sense people or things in the darkness beyond the smoke, but she could not catch a glimpse of them in the dimly lit room. Only the five seated men were close enough to be visible. Their eyes were glued to her boobs as she undid the last button on her blouse and held it open for them to see her frilly white bra.

The voice of the demon whispered, "See how easy that is? Now it's your turn..."

Jennifer felt the painting demon's control released, allowing her control over her body again, as she leaned back against the pole and held her blouse open. Fine, she thought, if the demon is going to make me strip and embarrass myself in front of the Palmerville husbands, I can play along until the eclipse is over. An eclipse is like two or three minutes? Jennifer smiled as she intentionally dropped the blouse to the floor, then kicked it towards the audience with her foot.

Whether by accident, or guided by the demon, her white blouse landed on the shoulder of Tom Senior. He pulled it off his shoulder and smiled up at Jennifer as she stepped around the round stage, and her  hips swung from side to side.

A voice in darkness yelled, "Take it off!"

Two or three minutes, she told herself. She put her fingers in the waistband of her knee-length skirt and began to push it down over her hips. Jennifer wiggled her ass dramatically as she dropped the skirt at her feet. She kicked it without looking, and the skirt went flying between two of the husbands. Now that I'm down to my underwear, I'll drag this out until the eclipse is over. Jennifer quickly forgot about the skirt and without any influence from the demon, she strutted around the stage in her frilly white bra and panties. The soft music continued to play.

The Reverend licked his lips and followed her every move. The four husbands likewise were enthralled. Tom Senior and Sam were slouched a little in their chairs now, with their legs spread and their hands rubbing their crotches.

Part of Jennifer's mind was resisting all of this, and the other part was enjoying the act. I never imagined stripping as a job, she told herself, but it's kind of fun and powerful to have all these men under my spell. All of these married men will go home tonight and fuck their wives, while imagining that they are fucking me. She felt the heat of arousal in her belly, while at the same time the other part of her brain was counting down to the end of the eclipse and the end of this 'second midnight' debasement.

She strutted around the pole and then grabbed and held it as she swung around to the other side and turned her back to the pole. One more minute, she told herself. She slid her hands down her sides and over her hips and then up her belly and she cupped her big breasts hidden in the frilly white bra.

Tom Senior was smelling her white blouse and Sam was stroking the growing erection in his pants. Boris and Jim were wide-eyed and grinned when she made eye contact with them. 

Jennifer leaned back against the pole and slid her hands down to her waist and thrust her hips out and back, and out again, humping at the air. She traced her fingertips down along the edge of her frilly white panties until her fingertips were at her crotch. Fearing that she would get aroused if she touched herself there, Jennifer slid her hands back up to cup her breasts. Any second now and the eclipse would be over, she told herself.

A voice shouted, "Take it all off!"

The aroused side of Jennifer felt a naughty temptation to tease the husbands a bit more. Before the rational side of her brain could stop her, she reached for the front clasp on her bra, knowing that the five pairs of eyes were focused on her heaving bosom. She teased the men, unclasping the front of the bra and partially opening it before hesitating as if she might change her mind. Then her hands pulled open the frilly white bra and peeled it back off her shoulders, leaving her massive orbs exposed in the spotlights. She threw the bra out into the crowd, sending it flying over the heads of the husbands. Jennifer strutted around the stage, with her large breasts swaying as much as her hips.

That will do it, she thought. The eclipse should be over, and poof - we'll all be back in the front room as if nothing happened.

The soft music continued. There was no flash of light. She strutted around the stage, and turned her back to the pole. The Reverend and all four husbands were looking at her bare breasts, clearing imagining what they would feel like in their hands or under their lips.

Jennifer could tell that they had forgotten their wives for the moment, and were solely focused on the sexy half-naked blonde in front of them. Their adulterous desire made Jennifer feel powerful and sexy and aroused. Maybe I counted wrong and the eclipse is another thirty seconds, she rationalized, and these panties are riding up my ass and pressing into my pussy. 

A voice at the edge of the smoke yelled, "Take it off!"

After a few more circles of the stage, and swaying her hips and bending, Jennifer felt the frilly panties pressing up into her, starting to drive her own arousal. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties. She wiggled her hips and bent at the waist as she pulled the frilly white panties down. She saw the crotch of her panties were damp with arousal from where they had clung to her. The Reverend had the view from behind, and his eyes grew wide as he saw Jennifer's cleft exposed from the rear. She straightened up and kicked the panties off the stage, sending the underwear flying into the smoke.

Jennifer stood naked on the stage, only wearing her black heels. She smiled at the five men as she made two more circles around the pole. She hugged the pole, pressing it between her breasts and then humping her hips against it. That was thirty seconds, she told herself... and poof, we'll be back in the front room like nothing had happened.

The soft music continued. There was no flash of light. And she was still humping her crotch against the pole.

Tom Senior called out, "How about a lap dance sweetie?" He gestured towards his lap where there was a very noticeable bulge in his pants. Actually, all five men had large tents forming in their pants.

Jennifer heard the painting demon in her mind, "Give the poor man a lap dance, my dear. This will be over soon."

As she was formulating the thought to tell the demon to fuck off, Jennifer realized stairs had appeared at the side of the stage. Fine, she told herself and the demon, a few seconds and this is over. She carefully made her way down the stairs, her breasts jiggling with each step.

Jennifer strutted past Sam and Boris until she stood before Tom Senior. He spread his legs open and Jennifer turned around and stepped back between his feet. Bending at the waist, Jennifer grabbed the arms on his chair and lowered her naked ass onto Tom's lap. She could feel his erection through his pants, nestle between her ass cheeks. She chuckled to herself, thinking that Tom's dick was so hard it was about to burst.

She held onto the arms of the chair, lifting her hips up as she rocked back and forth, teasing Tom's erection with light swipes of her naked pussy. He reached around and grabbed one of her big breasts. She shuddered with arousal when his warm palm covered her nipple. Before she could do anything else, Sam Williams reached over and cupped her other large tit. Jennifer shuddered again and looked down to see Sam's dark fingers on her pale boob, caressing her hard nipple.

The painting demon's voice whispered, "They want you... Jennifer Marlowe, the hottest single lady in town. Tell them to take our their cocks and masturbate..."

Jennifer looked up and saw Jim, Boris and the Reverend all rubbing the bulges in their pants. The hands on her breasts felt like hot mittens, and Jennifer's arousal was getting the better of her. She smiled coyly, "Hey boys, why don't you take those things out before you poke a hole through your pants?"

The men looked a little startled at her request for their participation, but they didn't need to be asked twice. After a few shuffles in their seats, soon all three had their pants and underwear around their ankles and were stroking their rigid cocks.

The painting demon whispered again, "Tom's cock needs to be free. Turn around and help him..."

The three husbands and the Reverend watched Jennifer intently as she slid down to her knees between Tom's feet. She turned around on her knees and quickly undid his belt and pulled down his zipper before pulling his swollen cock into view. Enraptured, they watched the nude blonde hold Tom's cock in one hand.

Jennifer stared at the swollen cock in her fist. It felt hot and soft on the outside and hard on the inside. The head of Tom's cock looked dark red and ready to burst. She licked her lips and ran her tongue around the head, licking it like a lollypop. She looked up at Tom's face, and enjoyed the surprised and lustful look in his eyes.

The painting demon whispered, "You know he wants it...You want it too..."

Jennifer flattened her tongue against the end of Tom's cock and tasted a drop of salty precum. "Mmmm," she murmured.

She rose up on her knees, and opened her mouth. Jennifer wrapped her lips around the head of Tom's cock, taking the head in her mouth. Sam slid his warm hand down Jennifer's back. His black hand looked dark on her pale ass. While keeping her hands and mouth on Tom's cock, Jennifer shuffled on her knees backwards so that her ass was in the air. Sam's hand never left Jennifer's ass as he slid from his chair and was kneeling behind her now.

Jennifer felt Sam fumbling with his belt behind her. Tom's cock felt so good in her mouth, she had a sudden desire to make Tom cum. From the look on his face, she pondered, I bet Mary has never sucked his cock like this, and swallowed her husband's cum. She moved her lips down as her mouth took Tom's cock deep into her throat. She felt Sam's hot dick lay over her ass.

Jennifer pulled her mouth off Tom's cock and glanced briefly over her shoulder. She gasped when she saw the foot long black cock that Sam had to offer. Harold certainly inherited his cock from his dad, thought Jennifer.

Sam licked his palm and then began rubbing his saliva over the head of his black cock, making it shiny. "Do you want me to fuck you with my big black dick?"

Fuck yes, Jennifer said to herself. "Mmmm-mmm." Jennifer answered out loud, as she took Tom's cock into her mouth again.

Sam continued stroking his cock with his wet hand. His other hand roamed over Jennifer's ass as she continued to suck on Tom's cock. She moved her knees a bit further apart, to give Sam more access. He reached down and slid a finger into Jennifer's pussy.

"You are wet and ready," Sam grinned.

You're fucking right I am, she thought. Jennifer's mouth was full, and she answered by wiggling her hips side to side as an invitation.

Sam rubbed the head of his cock between Jennifer's pussy lips, spreading them wide. Then he pushed the head of his black cock into her pink interior.

"Mmmmmm," Jennifer moaned as she felt the bulbous head enter her.

Inch by black inch, Sam slid his stiff cock into Jennifer's wet pussy. When he had every inch inside her, he placed both of his black hands on Jennifer's pale ass and began pulling his cock out. The black length emerged from Jennifer's pussy, shiny and wet as her pussy lips stretched around it.

"I can't believe I'm fucking Miss Marlowe," Sam huffed as he slowly pushed his cock back inside, and then began to hump in and out.

"Uhhhh-mmmmm," Jennifer moaned on Tom's cock.

Impaled on one end by Tom's cock in her mouth and at the other with Sam's cock in her pussy, Jennifer was thrust from pillar to post as the two men began to rock her back and forward between them. There were smacking sounds as Sam's scrotum slapped against Jennifer's mound with each stroke, and there were muffled gagging sounds as Jennifer sucked Tom and he lifted his hips to fuck her mouth. Jennifer's big tits swayed back and forth with the force of Sam's thrusting.

Tom groaned, "Ohh... Ohhh... ohh..." and his hands gripped the arms of his chair tightly.

Meanwhile, Jim and Boris and the Reverend stood up and stepped closer, each of them stroking their cocks and hoping to sample the slutty blonde hostess next.

Five seconds later, Tom grunted, "OHHHHH!" and his hips froze mid-hump.

His cock twitched in Jennifer's mouth, and she pulled back a bit as a gush of hot cum spilled over her tongue. She held the base of his shaft with one hand and felt it twitch a second time. Another smaller spurt of cum added to the hot load of semen in her mouth. Tom slumped back into his seat, drained. Jennifer slipped her mouth off the end of Tom's cock with her lips closed, and swallowed the mouthful of hot cum.

Sam felt Jennifer squeeze his cock in her pussy, and he lost it, "Oooooooooo!" Both of his hands squeezed Jennifer's hips and he pushed his pelvis against her ass, holding his entire length inside her.

Jennifer felt Sam's cock throb and pulse, shooting sticky strands of hot sperm inside her. Then Sam was pulling out, leaving Jennifer's pussy gaping, with glob of white cum starting to ooze out. She reached down and covered her pussy with her hand, to stop Sam's cum from escaping. Sam staggered back to his chair and fell into it, drained from the experience.

Jennifer sat back on her knees, and while holding one hand between her legs, she shuffled away from Tom. She was horny as hell and had yet to achieve her own orgasm, and was eager to get there. She looked around to see the other three man standing around her naked body and jerking their cocks. Jennifer shuffled on her knees, turning around to face them. She pulled her wet fingers from between her legs and smeared Sam's cum between her breasts with two diagonal crossed strokes.

She cupped her big breasts in both hands and looked up at the three men standing around her. "X marks the spot, boys. Cum on my tits." She moved one hand back down between her thighs, masturbating as she watched the three swollen cocks around her being stroked and getting ready to burst.

Jim moaned, his hand moving on his cock faster, "Uhhhhh."

Boris was wide eyed as he fisted his cock faster.

The Reverend thrust his hips forward and squeezed his cock, "Aaaahhhhh!"

Boris and the Reverend erupted at the same time, squirting strands of cum onto her cheeks and then her tits. Jim held his cock over one of her large boobs as his cum spurted and dribbled out.

Unheard by the men, Jennifer could hear the painting demon laugh as it watched the men paint the busty blonde slut with their cum.

---

Out in the kitchen, things were also heating up.

Petite Mary was naked and on her back, atop the kitchen table, with her knees bent and her feet spread wide. One of the kitchen goblins was pushing a large cucumber into her pussy. Mary held her knees with her hands, and spreading her legs at the behest of the goblin's commands. She lifted her head to look down between her breasts to watch the cucumber pulling out, slick with her wetness, before being pushed in again. She let her head fall back on the table as she felt the cucumber fill her pussy, and an orgasm began to grow in her shuddering hips.

Taz stood net to Mary's face and rubbed his cock against her cheek, making a wet smear with his precum. "That's it, my dear. Cum on that big vegetable in your pussy and coat it with your juices."

Mary sobbed as she looked down again saw the green vegetable pulled out and pushed in again. She watched it disappear and felt it fill her, pressing against the back of her pussy. "OOhhhhhh!" Her hips jerked and she climaxed in a magnificent burst of pleasure. Her chest and neck flushed red with heat.

While she was basking in the hot glow of her orgasm, and unable to fight back, the goblin between her legs left the vegetable inside her and began rubbing his cock against Mary's trimmed pubic mound. Other goblins jumped forward and began pressing their cocks against Mary's legs and breasts. Taz rubbed his leaking cock over Mary's lips.

The goblin between Mary's legs grunted and shot a strand of sticky cum across the top of Mary's mound to hang like a garland on her pubic hairs. Other goblins were ejaculating on Mary's belly and breasts. One goblin directed his cock to fill her belly button with his cum. She was still under their control and recovering from her own orgasm. She held her knees wide open and squeezed the cucumber with her inner muscles, forcing it to slowly slide out.

Taz thrust his hips forward and pushed his cock into Mary's gasping mouth. "Oh yeah! Swallow it, my dear..." 

Mary felt the hot cum of the goblin splatter her tongue. She didn't want to swallow, but she was compelled to gulp the goblin's salty cum as she looked up at his sharp toothed smile.

---

There was also gagging and squealing under the stairs as Sara was being molested by the six colored demons.

Tears were streaming from her eyes as she was on her hands and knees, naked on the dirty floor, with her big tits swaying beneath her. Gold had his dick in her mouth and was holding her head with his clawed hands as he moved his cock in and out of her mouth. Green was under her with his cock poking up at her belly and his hands groping her big tits. Blue was behind Sara, standing between her feet and moving his hips back and forth as he thrust his cock into her pussy with every stroke.

Sara's mind reeled, and threatened to snap as she tried to cope with what was happening to her. One second I was talking to the bimbo in the front room. Then the chair came alive and grabbed my tits, and then poof I'm standing on the stairs and fall through them. Now I'm being raped by these... things. She could count the gold scales on the belly of the demon in front of her as hips moved back and forth, fucking her mouth. She could feel the other two cocks poking up against her belly and penetrating her pussy. This can't be happening, she wanted to wail, but no sound other than a gagging and slurping escaped her mouth

She felt the cock in her mouth tense. Oh no! This monster is going to cum in my mouth, she worried. Sara had never let anyone, including her husband, cum in her mouth. Sara only had a few seconds to come to grips with what was going to happen, and then she felt a warm spurt of cum splash over her tongue. Then another, and another spurt of the sticky fluid squirted into her mouth. Sara was forced to swallow her first taste of cum, or else be suffocated by the amount of hot fluid filling her mouth.

When Gold finished and pulled his cock out of her mouth, Sara took deep, gulping breaths of air, and only then did she recall the dick fucking her. With a cackling laugh, Blue thrust his cock in deep and deposited his cum inside her pussy. Green squeaked and she felt the cock against her belly become hot and wet as his cock smeared his cum from her belly button up to her breasts.

Then the three demons seemingly vanished, and Sara felt a shiver of hope run through her, feeling that she would be allowed to leave. When she wiped the tears from her eyes she saw a red and orange and violet lizard demon standing in front of her. With their multitude of colors, the demons shared one thing in common. They all had hard cocks that they were stroking, and they were all looking at Sara like she was not leaving until they had all been satisfied.

Sara started to sob, but the red demon stepped forward and pushed his cock into her open mouth. Then the orange demon was sucking on her hanging breasts, and the violet demon's clawed hands held her hips from behind as he pushed his stiff cock into her pussy.

---

In the children's room, Barbara Williams' naked brown body was buried underneath a mass of roiling stuffed toys. Stuffed toys with hard pulsing cocks.

She pushed one off her, but others took it's place in holding her down. The horrible, grinning teddy bear was rubbing its cock all around her closed mouth as it held her by the hair. The animated stuffed teddy bear pressed its hardness against her lips, demanding entrance, and she kept her mouth shut. Suddenly the bear gave her hair a powerful tug that made her open her mouth in reflex to scream in pain, and his cock pushed inside.

Barbara's eyes bulged out in horror and fear as she felt the hard cock fill her mouth. The teddy bear's furry belly pressed against her nose. She bit down as hard as she could, but the cock was like the teddy bear's limbs and it was like biting a pillow.

The teddy bear laughed. "Ooo that feels good. Keep using your teeth!"

That was nearly the last coherent thought that Barbara had as she felt her legs being parted and one of the stuffed animals slid it's cock into her pussy. She felt dozens of furry bodies rubbing themselves all over her naked form and felt a dozen hard cocks slither over her flesh.

A cock was placed in each of her hands and Barbara squeezed and tugged, failing to hurt the stuffed animals. Her motions merely simulated jerking the throbbing cocks as her face and pussy were fucked.

---

Out in the garden, things were getting worse for Natasha.

The things happening to the others were horrible, but so bizarre as to almost seem unreal. On the other hand, the horse and its dangling cock were all too real. The flesh and blood animal clopped over to where Natasha was now suspended horizontally in mid air, only three feet off the ground. She was face-up, with her arms and legs stretched open by the vines. The blonde's big breasts wobbled back and forth as she struggled to free her limbs.

The horse stepped forward, lifting its forelegs over the vines and over Natasha's spread legs. He stood over her, leering down at the helpless woman. Natasha whimpered as the horse's fat lips kissed and nibbled at her big tits. 

She felt the hard cock against her naked thigh. "No.....please don't!" she begged.

The horse just gave a gravelly laugh and stepped back and forth until the flat head of his cock pressed against her entrance.

Natasha lifted her head and looked down between her big boobs, to see the horse cock poised to enter her most sacred place. She whimpered one more time and closed her eyes as her head dropped back.

Her eyes popped open a second later as she felt the horse's long cock pushing inside her. Held suspended by the vines, there was nothing she could do as the huge cock filled her pussy. It felt like it was going to split her in two as the horse cock pressed against the back of her pussy. 

The horse took a step back, slowly pulling his long cock halfway out. Natasha gasped for air as she felt the pressure released. Then the horse stepped forward, jamming the hard shaft back inside with one stroke. 

"UHhh!...Nnoo!... Ohhhh!... Uhhhh!..." Natasha started to scream as the horse continued to do this over and over again.

The horse's long face hovered over her, dribbling saliva on her forehead as her breasts wobbled with the force of his thrusts.

Besides her screams, all that could be heard was the laughing of the trees as they watched Natasha get fucked hard and deep, and waited for their turn.

---

While an eclipse only lasts a few minutes, the demons at their full power in the darkness, could manipulate time. Minutes outside of the bubble around the house became hours inside the house.

The magic also sustained the five men who were enjoying their liaison with Jennifer in the transformed front room.

Jennifer was now on her back atop the stage while the unseen crowd of demons encouraged the five men to fuck her. Reverend Southerby got his pastoral visit wish, and was between Jennifer's thighs, feeling her pussy around his hard cock. Jim was standing to one side, with his cock in Jennifer's mouth as her head was turned to face him. His wife, Sara, never sucked his cock or let him cum in her mouth, and his dream was about to become reality. Boris was stroking his cock and pressing it against Jennifer's hard nipple and soft boob. Her hands were occupied with giving Tom and Sam hand jobs.

Jim grunted, "Yeeeeaaahh!"

Jennifer felt Jim's cock burst in her mouth, spewing hot sperm against her tongue. She swallowed and sucked at Jim's cock until he pulled it from her mouth. She stroked Tom and Sam's cocks and lifted her head to watch Boris masturbating against her boob. She looked down at the union between herself and the Reverend and wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him against her to penetrate deeper.

The Reverend cried out, "Goood Lord!" and he held his hips against Jennifer's pelvis.

She could feel the Reverend's cock pulsing, and spitting hot semen deep inside her. She made eye contact with the Reverend and bit her lower lip. After Sam, the Reverend surprisingly had the next largest cock and filled the void that Sam had left. Her feet remained clenched tightly around the Reverend's ass, holding him inside her. 

Boris and Tom and Sam saw Jennifer's legs clasp around the Reverend, forcing him to deposit all of his sperm into her. If she was so eager for cum, they would give her more. One by one, each of the three men ejaculated, spewing strands of cum over Jennifer's tits and chest and neck.

Jennifer had forgotten about the eclipse and finally reached her own climax. Her hips quivered and her toes curled as she squeezed her legs and feet around the Reverend's naked hips.

"Ohhh God, yesss!" she gasped.

The painting demon whispered in Jennifer's mind, "There's our slut. Cumming on the Reverend's cock like a good parishioner."

---

When the eclipse finally ended, the front room shimmered back into place and time. The Reverend and the four husbands stood over the naked and cum-covered blonde hostess laying on her back, in the middle of the room.

"You're an amazing fuck," Sam said appreciatively and the others nodded their agreement as they tucked their well-used cocks into their pants.

Blinking, as if waking from a trance, Tom asked, "Where are our wives?"

As they looked around the front room, Mary staggered out of the kitchen. She was completely naked and her body was dripping with goblin cum. A sticky white strand hung in her dark hair. "Tom?" She whimpered when she saw her husband.

Tom hurried over to his wife and started to put his arms around her, and then he stopped when he saw the gooey mess on her body. "Umm, is there some place we can clean her off?" he asked out loud.

Jennifer sat up and pointed, "There's a pool out back." Her own breasts were covered in cum, and a sticky glob of cum hung on her inner thigh.

Jennifer staggered to her feet and slowly walked toward the back door, leading Tom and Mary. The others followed, perhaps curious or perhaps to wash off themselves.

As they passed the kitchen, the door to the basement opened, and Sara stumbled out of the darkness, completely naked. Her red hair was tousled and her knees were black with dirt. Her body was covered in cum and her chin and cheeks were shiny and wet from the cum she had spat out. Jim hurried forward and helped his wife toward the back door.

The group went out back, to see the pool surrounded by lounge chairs and green bushes. At the other end of the pool, stood the stone horse statue, cold and still. At it's feet, Natasha was naked and kneeling on the ground.

"It came alive!" Natasha screamed and pointed to the motionless statue. "It came alive and that thing fucked me!" Her other hand was cupped over her sore pussy.

Boris waddled over to help his wife stand up and get into the pool.

The other husbands herded their wives to the pool and climbed in with them to clean off. Sam stood at the edge of the pool, looking around for his wife.

Barbara Williams finally burst out of the house, and like the others, her brown skin was glistening with smears of fresh cum. She carefully stepped down the steps and into the pool, with her big dark breasts swaying. When she was hip deep, she flung herself into the pool, mumbling something about being raped by a bunch of stuffed toys.

Jennifer jumped in and wiped her body clean. When she was done, Jennifer climbed the stairs in the shallow end, and stood on the edge of the pool with her arms up, wringing out her wet, blonde hair. She seemed to be proudly showing off her naked body to everyone. She was thinking this eclipse episode will make for blackmail, and all of these couples will keep this day a secret.

After the women had all cleaned up and started to calm down, they emerged from the pool. Jennifer had towels ready for all of them. The women had to borrow some clothes from Jennifer, as their own clothes were in various states of shredding or missing altogether. Dried and dressed, The Reverend and the four couples departed, shell-shocked and silent, as they slinked away.

As they left, Jennifer felt a slight pang of guilt for letting them get treated like that. But she was secretly hoping that maybe they would come back for another visit. She had gotten to know the husbands quite intimately. And Jennifer had experienced a few twinges of desire when she saw their wives' naked bodies. In particular she found Mary to be very sexy, especially because of her uncanny resemblance to a young Mary Tyler Moore. I bet she can turn my world on with her smile, thought Jennifer as she watched Mary depart with Tom. A flash of naughty arousal caused Jennifer an erotic fantasy - I would have loved to have licked her tits clean of all that cum.

After everyone had gone, Jennifer went back into the house and looked at the clock on the wall. She was quite surprised to see it was barely past four in the afternoon, and they had spent at least a half hour out in the pool. She still had a long time to wait until midnight and she knew the painting demon would be coming for her. With the lingering relaxation of her orgasm and interesting memory of strip dancing for the four husbands, the thought of being forced to have sex again, sent a thrill up her spine of fear and excitement.

Then she remembered that the painting demon would provide the last sample of cum she needed. She wondered what form the painting demon would take? The picture was at best a very abstract rendering of a tentacled eye that couldn't exist in reality.

---

When midnight finally approached, Jennifer decided she was not going to cower in bed and wait for the demon to come take her.

Instead she climbed out of bed, naked, and put on her silk robe. She walked downstairs to the front room and sat on the couch, waiting for the clock to strike midnight. With any luck, she told herself, this would be the last degradation I will have to endure.

When the clock finished tolling midnight, the entire house went quiet, as if in anticipation of what was to come. Seconds ticked by, and finally the painting start to swell and distort as the demon emerged through the painting, to enter the real world.

When Jennifer saw what was the demon's form was, she thought her sanity might leave her right there and then. She would have run, but what good would it have done. And frankly she was too terrified to move. She had thought the tentacled portal demon took the prize for being out of this world, but the painting demon was a close second.

What finally slithered from the painting was a ten foot long, translucent white worm. It was as thick around as a person, with a ribbed and jointed exoskeleton that flexed as it stretched and reached down to the arm of the couch. Jennifer watched the giant worm's tapered head squirming and the front half of it's body undulating onto the couch cushion next to her. Then she saw the tail end of the giant worm came out of the painting and disappear behind the side of the couch. She could hear the weight of the other half of the worm as it plopped onto the floor with a wet smack.

It was jarring to see the giant, disgusting worm, and then hear it speaking softly, "You thought it was fun to tease me the other day? I spent a lot of time deciding what form I would take. I am going to fuck you, my dear. Your beautiful body is going to be defiled by this slimy worm. I am going to crawl on top and fuck you. Scream if you want... I would enjoy that. Maybe you will beg me to fuck you, and prove once and for all what a slut you are?"

When Jennifer didn't respond, and just sat on the couch, gaping in mute horror, the worm reared up so it towered over the petrified woman. Then it descended, and the nodules along its underside, that could be considered puffy and pointed limbs, pressed against her shoulders, tugging the robe off. The weight of the worm forced her to lay back on the silk robe underneath her. 

The worm's slimy and heavy body slithered on top of her, and pressed between her legs, forcing her knees open. Jennifer could feel the slimy, pulsing, warm body of the worm holding her down and pressing against her big tits.

The demon said, "The nice thing about magic, is the nifty things you can do with it."

Suddenly the worm grew three large cocks along it's underside, and each stabbed down to find a target. One found Jennifer's pussy, the second settled between her massive boobs, and the third pressed into her gasping mouth. All three of the warm, slimy cocks began to move back and forth.

The worm cackled, "I told you I would have you. The horse may have fucked you first, but I am going to fuck you better! Are you enjoying this, my dear?"

Jennifer didn't know what to think, as she lay pinned under the slimy, white worm creature that was fucking her mouth, breasts, and pussy simultaneously. Over and over she kept thinking that this was not real... I am being fucked by a slimy ten foot worm monster. The cocks in her mouth and pussy were hard to deny as they alternated, thrusting firmly into her. Gagging and sucking sounds were all that came from her mouth, and the cock in her pussy made wet squishing noises as it's length slid in and out.

Suddenly she felt the cock pulse between her tits. Warm liquid spread out between her soft tits and oozed down over her collarbones. She realized that the cock between her breasts had climaxed and was squirting cum between her boobs.

The worm whispered, "That's one, my dear."

The other two cocks continued to slide in and out of her mouth and pussy. The cock in her mouth was long. It was coated with slime and stretched, sliding into Jennifer's throat. The slime tasted like tapioca, and maybe it was an aphrodisiac. As she was breathing through her nose, Jennifer curiously reached up to stroke the sides of the slimy worm's body with her palms. Then she wrapped her legs around the worm's midsection, holding it's slimy body against her pelvis as the cock in her pussy undulated within.

The cock in her mouth bulged and then a gush of warm cum filled Jennifer's throat, going directly into her stomach. The slimy cock in her mouth withdrew, still spurting and oozing cum over he tongue and lips and chin.

The worm cackled, "Two down, my dear. I wonder if I can get you pregnant when I cum in your pussy?"

That possibility had never occurred to Jennifer, as she thought the demons were infertile or at least incompatible with humans. Besides, she was on the pill and didn't worry about pregnancy. She would have shouted her complaint, but she was trying to hold some of the worm's sticky sperm in her closed mouth to save a sample for the recipe. She opened her legs and pressed her hands against the worm's soft body, trying to push it off. The demon's slimy worm body was heavy and squishy and it was firmly settled between her thighs and pressed against her pelvis and belly.

"Third time... a charm," the worm moaned. 

Jennifer felt the worm's cock throb inside her. Then she could feel the creature's hot cum spewing deep inside her pussy.

"Oooogghh...," the worm said. "That feel's so good, my dear."

The body of the worm rippled on top of her, and the end of the worm that might be it's face, hovered over her closed mouth. The wet tip of the slimy worm appeared to be kissing her mouth, leaving a slimy trail on her lips and chin.

Jennifer's only thought at the moment was, When will this end? When the painting demon manifested itself as a slimy, ten-foot white worm, and proceeded to crawl on top of Jennifer and fuck her, she came the closest she had yet to losing her sanity. She felt its slimy belly pressing against her big breasts, while the thing grew three cocks and used them on her. Who wouldn't lose it just a bit if they experienced this obscenity on top of them, with a slimy cock in your mouth and slimy cocks between your tits and in your pussy?

The painting demon had waited a long time for this night, and it was not going to just fuck the human and let her crawl away. She had taunted the demon, and that was something worth punishing. The great thing about being a demon with magic, is not worrying about erectile disfunction, and ejaculating as many times as desired.

The demon felt Jennifer trying to push the slimy worm body off, and sensed her revulsion. The demon enjoyed that. 

"Ooogghh..." With a soft grunt, the worm deposited semen into the human's mouth for the third time this night.

Cum bubbled out of Jennifer's mouth and coated her cheeks and chin. With a little concentration, the demon made the cock on her tongue stiffen anew, and once more began to fuck her mouth.

"This... is fun... my dear.... OOoogghh..." the worm cock in Jennifer's pussy twitched, squirting a third of load cum inside her.

The painting demon was actually a bit surprised and even impressed that Jennifer was still conscious. Most humans went into hysterics and fainted before it could fuck them. That fainting thing puts a damper on the fun. It's much better to fuck someone who is awake and struggling, and not whimpering and curled into a ball. With any luck, if this human stayed awake, the demon predicted she could take two or three more orgasms.

Bt the time that dawn was imminent, the demon's three cocks had ejaculated six times, in and on Jennifer. The slimy cocks shrank back into the worm's underside and the heavy, slimy worm crawled backwards, off Jennifer's prone body on the couch. She felt the worm's thick body undulate, and watched it climb backwards up the side of the couch . Reaching up with it's tail, the worm touched the painting. Then the ten-foot long worm began disappearing backwards, into the painting. 

Jennifer watched the head of the worm retreat, slithering between her cum-coated boobs, over her belly, and pelvis. The slit mouth head of the thing looked like it was kissing it's way down her inner thigh and calf, as if trying to memorize her body. Then the head was dangling above the arm of the couch, and sucked back into the painting.

The dawn light crept in through the front window.

Jennifer was exhausted, and relieved that it was over. She slowly swung her feet off the couch, sliding on the wet, cum-soaked silk robe underneath her. She sat up, with her mouth closed, holding the last, prized sample of demon cum. She looked down to see wet cum trickle from her big tits, and drip onto her thighs. With a quick glance at the painting to confirm that the worm was gone, she staggered to her feet. Barefoot, naked, and covered in worm goo, she quickly made her way to the kitchen, with cum seeping from her pussy and running down the insides of her legs. 

Standing in front of the refrigerator, Jennifer opened the door and fetched the large jar. She opened it and deposited the last precious mouthful of cum. Thirteen, she cheered to herself as she licked her lips.

The loathsome mixture started to swell up after she added the last mouthful. Seeing that it was going to overflow the jar, she quickly had to find a bigger container to put it in. The only thing large enough was a stock pot. Jennifer concntrated as she poured the gloopy mixture from the jar. Then she put the lid on the pot, and the jar in the sink.

With cum still trickling down the inside of her legs, and now squishing between her toes, Jennifer hustled upstairs and jumped into the shower. 

"Hlar, Hlox? Are you here? I could use some help cleaning up," Jennifer asked quietly, as she stepped under the warm water.

"We are here Jennifer," whispered Hlar, and Jennifer felt the female water elemental's soft hands grasp her cum-covered breasts.

"I sure hope this escape plan works," Jennifer said as she leaned back against the shower wall to make room for the water elementals.

She felt something hard poking against her leg and reached down. Her fingers found Hlox's invisible cock, wet and hard. She wrapped her hand around it and began to give Hlox a hand job as the water rushed over her body. Hlar, the female water elemental, continued to clean her chest and neck and face, washing the cum away.

"Mmmmmmm, not that I am complaining, but how is that you two can manifest during the day, when the demons can't?"

"We are not true demons, but water elementals," explained Hlox. His wet hands cleaned Jennifer's chest, while he enjoying her hand wrapped around his wet cock.

"If you are so different, is your cum going to affect the recipe?" Jennifer worried.

"No, mon cheri," whispered Hlar, and she said, "Demon cum is a loose definition in the recipe."

Hlox added, "The ingredient need only be the cum from thirteen magical creatures... " Then the male water elemental gasped with his orgasm, "Ohhhhh!"

Jennifer felt Hlox's hands squeeze her breasts as his watery cock pulsed in her hand. She felt hot fluid splatter on her belly. Jennifer was glad that she could give something back to the water elementals, for the assistance and pleasure they have given her.

Jennifer moaned, "Mmmmm that's good," she felt Hlar's watery mouth over her clit as the female water elemental pushed her watery tongue inside Jennifer's pussy.

Hlox's cock melted away in Jennifer's fist. She put both of her hands on top of Hlox's hands that were still groping her big breasts. She felt Hlar's watery tongue moving deeper inside her pussy, cleaning away the demon worm's semen. After another minute of that, Jennifer's hips shook with an orgasm of her own.

"Ohhhhh yessss..."

The water elementals continued to caress and clean Jennifer until they were satisfied. She knew they were gone when she felt the water in the shower become normal again.

After she was clean and dried, Jennifer slipped out of the bathroom and climbed into bed, naked per usual.

Continued in Chapter 13

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