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Witchcraft and literature. They made strange bedfellows as far as hobbies went. Yet, for Monika, engaging with them both equally came as second nature. It was simply a matter of her family heritage of magic mixing with her own found love of poetry. Both involved an essence of creativity, and she found fulfillment in the art of putting words on paper and the art of mixing ingredients and indicating spells. All together, it just gave her the sense that she was putting her mark on the world in her own way. That was what it came down to at the end of the day.
Despite her background in the macabre and taboo, no one would guess it from observing her in public. She kept that secret work to herself at home, and at school she was the perfect image of a bright young woman. Popular with everyone, never too above it all or mean. She got good grades, and she ran a small after school club for literature. Said club had only attracted four other members, but that was just fine by her. It was a low-key environment where she had made fast friends with the others. And more than friends with one of them in particular.
Monika blushed as she thought about MC, her boyfriend. A friend of the first addition to her literature club, Sayori, she had formed a deep connection with the boy quickly. She fiddled with one of her magical implements in her room. There had been much debate in her mind as to whether or not to do what she was planning on doing. But she resolved herself to go forward. Her boyfriend, along with her three best friends, all deserved to share with her in both of her lifelong loves. And as it was October, there was no better time to let them in on the most secret and sacred part of her life.
Indeed, there came a time in every young witch’s life where it became prudent to start a coven. And rather than seek out other witches her family might point her towards, she thought there would be no better way to solve this problem than to induct her beloved club members into her secret life. With Halloween coming up, it would prove the perfect guise and mood setter for just such an occasion. She smiled to herself, and felt the excitement build up. It would go perfectly, she knew it. All she had to do was make sure the festivities went right, show off her skills, and then explain to them just what they could all do to get closer together.
That party was coming up quick, though, and she needed to get to work. That was why she was preparing a special spell she hadn’t conjured up before: The summoning of a familiar. If there was anything that would show off just how real her magic was, it was that. She carefully laid out the magical circle in chalk, and counted each exotic ingredient she had gathered. Normally, this was something she’d need to attempt under the guidance of one of her parents, but she wanted to keep this secret. They might not agree with her intention to bring ‘normal’ girls into their life, and so she wanted to surprise them with it once it was too late for them to object.
Reading from her tome, Monika made sure she was getting each step in the process finished up right before she would start the actual ritual. The circle was drawn to the diagram’s specifications, and now she had to place the offerings in each spot exactly in order. She did so carefully, handling each bit as gracefully and gently as she could. Then, she stood back and looked to the book to remind herself of the incantations she needed to chant out. Sounding each syllable in her head over and over again until she was sure she could get it right, she steeled herself and stood at the edge of the circle.
Finally, she took in a deep breath, held her hand out, and started incanting the spell. Her fingers wriggled, and a spark of energy built up at their tips. The ingredients she had spread out across the circle began to shake, and then a white flash nearly blinded her. When she opened her eyes back up, the offerings had all gone up in a puff of white smoke. It was then that the chalk lines began to glow brightly, and she could see a form manifesting in the middle. Excited to see her familiar apparate before her, she looked closely with bated breath.
The form took shape, vaguely humanoid, It was small, coming up to about her knee. Obscured by the glowing light, it spread out arms and floated up into the air. When the glow finally dimmed, Monika was left looking at some kind of small purple skinned humanoid, completely bald. It had long ears, long fingers, and small wings on its back. Coming back down to the floor, it was hunched over, before standing itself up and looking at her with beady yet docile eyes. She had expected some kind of animal, so seeing it form into this thing was very surprising to her, and she had to rub her eyes.
“Well… aren’t you an impish little fella.” She said, looking it over. “Oh!”
She took notice of a detail that had somehow escaped her until she got this closer look. Between her familiar’s legs was an extremely thick and long phallus. It was veiny, and stood up at attention looking entirely disproportionate to its stature. Perhaps she would be more appropriate referring to it as ‘him’, given this revelation. She blushed a bit, and tugged at her collar. That was actually very distracting, looking at it. Still, she needed to start giving it orders, lest it just stand there staring at her inquisitively and patiently forever. After shaking her head, she gave it a simple command to clean the circle up.
As the familiar began to get to its duty, Monika decided to take a look in her tome and check exactly what kind of helper she had summoned When she found a picture of it later in the book, she got to reading about its attributes. It was a powerful one, it seemed, which made her happy. Her abilities surprised even herself. Going over its specialties, she could see it had all the qualities she would expect from a familiar, in addition to certain powers. Notably she picked out a predilection for illusory magic, which should prove useful for keeping him hidden from her parents and the outside world. And below that, the tome listed… subjugation.
“Huh…” She wondered aloud.
Before going to read further on that, though, she felt a tug at her pants. Looking to her side, she saw the imp pointing at where the circle had been to show that it had been completely cleaned up. That was fast. She smiled and congratulated it, remembering being taught that a witch ought to be nice to her familiar. As she was about to get back to reading, a thought tugged at her. That wasn’t all she owed her familiar for a job well done. She looked back over it, eyes especially drawn to its huge swollen penis. She could suddenly swear recalling that there was another duty she had. Something in her said it didn’t seem right, but that thought was quickly quashed.
She trembled a bit. “M-maybe just a closer look…”
MC had a pep in his step as he walked towards his girlfriend’s house. She had invited him over, asking for help working on the preparations for the Halloween party at the literature club. It sounded like fun, and he just couldn’t help being a bit giddy. After all, he could still scarcely believe that he had actually landed a girl like Monika in the first place. She was the model of the perfect student, beautiful and wise. That he had chanced into her from just joining a small club at the behest of his best friend was still amazing to him. Even more so that they had managed to grow so close. He must be the envy of a good amount of the boys in school.
When he got to her house and knocked on the door, she called out from within that it was unlocked. He let himself inside and followed her voice to her bedroom. Her parents didn’t seem to be home, but she certainly was. He could swear he heard her practically panting, and expected to walk in on her doing some kind of intensive workout. Instead, when he reached her open bedroom door, he found her laying down underneath her covers. Her face poked out from them, head against her pillow, as she smiled at him. He smiled back, a bit confused as to why she was laying down instead of working on what she had invited him over to do.
“What’s up? Why’re you in bed?” He asked.
“O-Oh! Just felt a little tired from all the work I was doing, haha…” She answered with her face a bit flushed. “Could you, ah, take over for me? I’ll tell you what to do…:
Her voice trailed off as she stifled back something, perhaps a cough. MC worried that his girlfriend might have worked herself sick, and so he nodded and agreed to get right to it while she laid back and got some rest. He went and looked at some of the banners she had made, designed with fitting images of jack-o-lanterns and scarecrows. He started to replicate her designs, grabbing the right materials according to her direction. She had to be prompted for every step, her mind seemingly wandering whenever he wasn’t talking to her. And all the while, her breathing remained rather loud and heavy.
It was odd that she was making those noises, but she must have been pretty tired. If Monika had genuinely worked hard enough to be out of breath in her bed, then MC definitely needed to take over. She told him to go gather some materials in her closet, and she let out a soft whine as he went over there. Looking over his shoulder at her in concern, he was met with a bright smile and an assurance that nothing was amiss. So, he kept at it, gathering some orange streamers, a few plastic pumpkins, and some black markers.
There were odd movements underneath the covers that coincided with her letting out her odd soft noises and heavy breaths. She was a little red in the face, he figured she was embarrassed that she was letting him do all the work. And she seemed to be fidgeting with her legs, moving her knee up and down if the blanket’s shuffling was anything to go by. Still, he decided not to draw attention to it. Better to just be a good boyfriend and do what was needed than interrogate her about something that may just cause her to become flustered or ashamed.
However, all that said, he couldn’t help but worry about her. If she was twitching like that, red in the face, and breathing so heavily, she might be genuinely ill. Would ignoring that be something he could do in good conscience, even if it was to help her save face? As he drew in faces on the plastic pumpkins, he thought about that. Those thoughts grew even more conflicted as he heard her make an odd groan, and stifle back a yelp. Noises like that were very weird to hear from someone who was just lying in bed for a quick rest. MC couldn’t help himself, he had to check on her.
Standing up, he turned towards her. “Monika, I’m worried you might be sick. Can I feel your head?” He asked, concern in his voice.
“Ah! Uh…” Her eyes darted side to side. “No, no, I’m fine! Really!”
“I’m not sure that’s true.” He cocked his head and crossed his arms.
“No, it’s- nnf!” Monika seemed to wince, closing her eyes and biting her lip. “Hey! Could you get me some water?”
With an eyebrow raised, and concerns not quite sated, he decided to oblige and head out to the kitchen. As MC got some bottled water out of the fridge, he could hear her make more of those strange noises. There was also the sound of further shuffling against the bed, things being moved. Briskly walking over back to her room, he walked in to find her sitting up on the mattress, blankets wrapped around her waist as she flashed him a wide smile. She was swaying back and forth, rocking the bed a little bit, and her face was even more flushed than before.
“Water! That’s just what I needed.” She said as she took the bottle and quickly drank from it.
MC stepped forward and put his hand on her forehead. She widened her eyes a bit and blushed, ceasing the rocking of her hips below for a moment. It looked like she was concentrating on something, her lips shut tight and her legs trembling beneath the blanket. He felt at her head, and murmured to himself. It didn’t feel like she had any kind of fever. Certainly, she seemed to be hot in the face, but that didn’t extend up to her scalp. He sighed and removed his hand, conceding that she was well enough, even if she was acting weird.
“Guess I’ll get back to the pumpkins…” He said, still unsure of what was going on with his girlfriend.
After he sat down, Monika resumed rocking herself back and forth on her bed, panting a little. She overlooked him as he resumed drawing the jack-o-lantern faces on the plastic shells, and gave the occasional high pitched ‘mhm’ and ‘yeah’ as he did so. Whatever had made her so lethargic as to be laying down like that must have passed, because now she seemed to be practically overflowing with energy. She was bouncing on her mattress, and she reached down to bring her sheets up to her chest as she craned her head back and whipped her ponytail out. It was a quick turnaround, so he figured she must be excited to get back into the swing of things.
“Any more and I’ll-” She softly whined out to herself, before shooting her eyes open as MC looked over at her. “G-good work! You’re doing great! Any more and I’ll, ahh… need to give you a gold star!”
Flashing her winning smile again, she nodded as she bounced up on her bed. Beneath the blanket, her chest was heaving and her legs were constantly shifting towards and away from each other. She was having trouble keeping her mouth closed, and her tongue kept swaying against her lips and almost lolling out on occasion. It was giving MC an odd feeling, one that he couldn’t quite place as he dutifully filled in the mouths on the pumpkins with the black marker. He knew she was excited about the upcoming Halloween party, but this level of enthusiasm from sitting on her bed behind him was unlike her when she was normally so composed.
Perhaps Sayori had been rubbing off on her, he recalled his friend would often bounce on her bed like this when she got excited, usually with some kind of big stuffed animal. Monika had never struck him as the particularly buoyant type, but if this was a hidden aspect of personality she was just now comfortable showing him, then maybe he should feel happy. It was cute, the way she sucked her breath in and puffed out her reddened cheeks while rolling her hips around beneath her blanket. That thought assuaged him. There was nothing wrong or amiss with her, she was just happy to get these party preparations underway. So, he put more of his effort into getting these plastic pumpkins all dolled up.
Determinedly coloring in the black mouth on the orange plastic, MC was hard at work. He could hear his girlfriend letting out a pleasant hum, as she observed him getting to it. She was rolling her hips around and around, sucking in her breath and gripping tight onto the blanket that covered her. Then, she arched her back and let out a long sigh as she craned her head to look at the ceiling. When she hunched over again, she was huffing out again, one of her eyes closed. He looked her way, and she opened it back up, before nodding and grinning.
She wasn’t using words anymore, for whatever reason. Instead she just looked on at his work and gave him a good nod whenever he looked over his shoulder. That didn’t mean she was silent, though. Monika let out a lot of odd noises as she rose up and down and rocked back and forth on her mattress. High pitched hums, muffled squeals, the occasional grunt. It made him curious as to just what was going on with her today. Even Sayori didn’t get like this when she was excited. In any case, he was almost done with the pumpkins. All that was left was to color in these last two eyes.
It was good timing, as just when he finished that last one up, his phone buzzed. MC went over to check it as his girlfriend hunched over and breathed out raggedly. It was something from his parents, asking him to pick up something for dinner. He looked back at the plastic pumpkins, all decorated with their scary faces, and at the streamers and banners that laid around them. Then, he sighed and stood himself up before putting his phone in his pocket and looking at the bouncing lady on her bed. She slowed her movement as he looked at her, her face red as she curled her trembling lips into a smile.
“Sorry, but I need to go pick something up for my folks.” He explained, and she nodded.
“D-don’t worry! Go ahead, ah, most of the work is done!” Monika said as her whole body seemed to shudder.
He raised an eyebrow, but started towards the door. “Alright, cool. I’ll come back tomorrow, alright? Rest up!”
She quickly shook her head up and down and waved him off while clutching the blanket to her chest with her other hand. MC left her room, and she stayed hunched on her bed for a few moments until she heard the front door close shut. Once he was gone and out the house, Monika immediately knocked her head back and let out a long guttural moan. Picking herself up and dropping down, she got back to bouncing herself on the bed. Her panting grew faster paced, and much louder, her tongue lolled out of her mouth before she shook her hair out.
Dropping the blanket, she let it slide off the bed to reveal her purple skinned impish familiar lying beneath her. He stared up with his beady eyes, while his erect cock was lodged deep in her pussy. It had been torture trying to keep her voice down around her boyfriend while she had been giving the imp his proper service. Of course she couldn’t just reveal what was happening. It wasn’t nearly time for MC to learn about her witchcraft, after all. She had forgotten she had even invited him over, that was how absorbed she had become in her work. There was something else that kept her holding back, that she couldn’t quite place, though. Some nagging thought in her mind of something terribly amiss…
The familiar bucked up hard, and that thought was banished from her mind. Monika could feel his huge hot dick throbbing and twitching inside her walls. It wouldn’t be long, now. The best place for him to deposit his load would of course be right inside of her. That was only right, he had done his work, and this was her part of the contract. She rode him harder, grinding herself down into his crotch and rolling her hips around. Her moans grew to a quick pace, and an electric surge made its way up through her body. Her chest started to heave, and her eyes rolled up into her head as she grit her teeth.
Finally, her devoted imp gripped onto her creamy thighs and started to pump his seed deep into her womb. Her mouth hung open, and she let out another long moan. Shoulders slumping, her body shaking with the spasms of pleasure, she cried out as his hot cum flooded her pussy. It was all she could do to not fall backwards off of his dick, instead making herself lurch forward as she gasped. She had to keep all his sperm inside her, the proper way to treat it according to… something she read, she was sure. With her walls plastered white, she looked down at the docile familiar, and let out a long breath. She’d sit atop him for a while longer and let his load seep into her body.
“Maybe I do need rest…” She muttered to herself.
Waking up in the morning from a wonderful dream involving his girlfriend, MC smiled as he ate his breakfast and scrolled through his phone. He sent Monika a message to ask how she slept. He was still unsure of what to make of how she acted yesterday. The way she had flipped from tired and lying down to buoyantly bouncing on her mattress while making those weird noises was hard to explain. And then there was how red her face was. It could have been illness, embarrassment, some mixture of the two. Either way, it was important to him that he revisit her today. In fact, he might as well get there early.
After finishing his food, he got up and put on his coat before heading out the door to walk to her house. His phone buzzed, and he checked to see a message from her showing that she was awake and feeling fine. That was good. He told her he was on his way, and she responded she still needed to eat breakfast and shower. That was fine, he told her. He could just get back to working on the decorations while she took care of her own morning routine. He stretched his arms up and started pumping them as he walked with more purpose.
MC arrived at her house, and knocked on the door. This time, Monika answered it herself and welcomed him in. She gave him a quick hug, and told him what needed to get done today. She was wearing a white shirt and pajama pants, which she was a bit embarrassed by. He just smiled and asked where to get to work. She pointed out some stuff she had been doing at the dining room table while eating her breakfast. Nodding, he followed her over. Really, he was just happy to see that she seemed entirely normal today. Whatever was going on yesterday must have been some rare off-moment for her.
There was something he took notice of, however. It was something he was remiss to bring up, but he could swear that she looked a little different. Something about the sway of her hips in her walk, they just seemed more shapely. And her chest seemed to strain against her shirt a bit more. Like it was a size too small. He fought back a blush and internally scolded himself. It was a line of thought that he wouldn’t typically go down, but it was hard not to think about it when he looked at her. He always thought she was beautiful of course, but they hadn’t really done anything too physically intimate yet. So of course he wouldn’t dare bring this up, especially if it was all just his imagination and some pent-up sexual thoughts getting to him.
Monika leaned back, pushing her half finished bowl of cereal down the table. “Alright, I think I’ll go shower now. Just write a few passages down from that book over there onto the papers, okay?”
MC nodded. “Simple enough.”
He tried not to stare at her chest, but it was hard to keep his eyes away. Thankfully, she didn’t notice, and just got up out of her chair to walk to the bathroom. For some reason, she didn’t bother to fully close the door. MC was going to say something about that, but froze as he saw a mirror through the opening of the doorway. From this far, it was a little difficult to make it out completely, but the sight of his girlfriend pulling her pants down was unmistakable. He knew he should be a gentleman about this, and tell her to just shut the thing, but his hormones got the better of him. Clamming up, he just stared at her bare rear and watched her pull her shirt over her head.
She pulled the white ribbon out of her ponytail, and let her long brown hair fall down. Then, she turned a bit to open the shower door, and he caught a glimpse of the side of her breasts. He gulped, feeling something strain against his pants, putting one leg over the other as he tried to calm himself. Monika seemed to hesitate for a moment, as she looked at something in the shower. She looked around, and he put his head down. Peeking up after a moment, he watched her step into the shower, still seemingly unaware of the slightly open door and mirror in view of it. She shut it, and she was just a silhouette to him now.
With his head back down in the papers, a blush on his cheeks, he expected to hear the water come on. Instead, she heard some faint words from her that he couldn’t make out. Like she was murmuring to herself. Or maybe not? From the tone it sounded like she was speaking or reacting to someone else. He couldn’t help but look back up. For a brief moment, he could swear there was some small silhouette just above her form, sort of hanging from the shower nozzle. Rubbing his eyes and checking again, it was gone. She was just looking up at the showerhead with her arms crossed over her chest, saying something that was inaudible to him.
After a moment, she turned on the shower. The sound of running water entered MC’s ears, and he shrugged off whatever that might have been, to get back to work on transcribing the passages he was meant to. It was mostly quotes from spooky poems and the like, plus a few lines he couldn’t quite place. Maybe they were some originals that Monika had come up with that she thought sounded appropriately seasonal. Contained a few nonsense words, though, which escaped him. After copying the first few down, he had to get to repeating them on the following sheets. It was a repetitive task, but that was what he was here to do.
Zoning out from writing a bit, his eyes went up when he heard a small gag come from the bathroom. Despite himself, he looked at the mirror to see his girlfriend’s silhouette, as she bobbed her head back and forth in a rhythmic motion. He raised his eyebrow, unsure of what to make of that. Perhaps it was just her way of getting the water to flow through her hair comfortably. Then, he heard a gasp from her as she craned her neck back. He figured the temperature of the water must have fluctuated and caught her off guard. And then, just as his eyes were about to drift back down to the paper, he saw her bring her hands up to cup her breasts.
That motion, obscured as it was, was enough to force him to keep paying attention. They seemed bigger than he had imagined before, even when they were straining against her shirt earlier. And now, she looked like she was playing with them. She bounced them up and down, and then slowly began to massage them. She let out a just barely audible sigh that he could hear, and his pants tightened up again. He tried not to have these thoughts, but how could he stop his mind from going places when presented with a sight like this? A sight he maybe shouldn’t be so gung-ho about taking in, but it was right there in front of him and he couldn’t stop.
Monika bent her head down as she pushed her breasts up, and it sounded like she was starting to suck in the water that was dripping down onto her. Crossing his legs again, MC really tried to stop himself from going down this thought spiral. She was just playing in the shower a bit. Maybe somewhat uncharacteristically childish, but it was normal. Sayori probably did the same stuff, and he never needed to make thinking about her too sexual. And besides, she probably thought she had the door closed, and he shouldn’t be taking notice of any of this anyway. He tried to get back to work.
Still, those slurping sounds continued, as the water ran and he slowly penned each letter. Dividing his focus between getting this work done and fighting back lewd and lascivious thoughts from his mind was definitely dragging this process out. The occasional hum from her sounded out as well, the same kind of humming noise she was making every so often when he had been over yesterday. A noise that still confounded him, as he couldn’t settle on what exactly it was supposed to signify. Some kind of excitement, some kind of satisfaction, he really just couldn’t place it. Of course, he looked up again.
The silhouette of his girlfriend had an arched back, as she made a few careful steps. He could only imagine the water running down her body as she kept her hands at her chest. Another gasp came from the bathroom, and she let out some kind of low groaning noise. Then, she almost seemed to collapse backwards. Startled and concerned, he piqued up, but saw her come to a stop before sinking down onto her knees. He wondered if he should go and ask if she was okay, but then that would reveal he had been watching. As she whipped her head around, before apparently lying down on her back and disappearing behind the tub, he closed his eyes and shook his head. If she was just going to have a lie-down there before coming out, then he better really get some of these papers done before that.
In the shower, as water poured down on them, Monika tried to adjust her head as the purple familiar on top of her vigorously fucked her tits. It was lying against the tub, which wasn’t the most comfortable place to be, but she had to suck it up to service the imp. And speaking of sucking up, she remembered to open her mouth so the tip of his huge cock would enter past her lips. He slid his thick, long shaft well into her throat as he shoved through the underside of her cleavage. She was gagging, trying not to swallow too much of the running water, and kneading her breasts against his length.
When the imp grabbed hold of her generous mounds, he bucked forward and twitched against her soft flesh. A torrent of cum then spurt out down her throat, and her eyes widened as he forced her to arch her back and crane her neck. He pulled his cock back and sprayed her face with his white seed, before decorating her tits. Several strands covered her nipples, and she shuddered and moaned after swallowing his load. Finally, he dismounted her chest, and disappeared somewhere to leave her to clean up the mess. It was a good thing she was in the shower already, with a towel not too far away.
MC abstained from sneaking a peek at Monika in her towel once she exited the bathroom to go down the hall to her room. And by the time she was dressed and back out to see him, he had thankfully gotten himself to calm down. She thanked him for getting as much done as he did while she was showering, and started to get to writing the passages herself alongside him. Nothing about the cracked open door or anything like that came up, and he was fine with that. The rest of the morning was spent with his girlfriend, getting these preparations out of the way for the big day at the club.
Well over a week had passed, and it was a school night. Halloween was almost upon them. MC hadn’t heard much from his girlfriend in terms of getting everything ready for the club’s party. She insisted that she could handle the last bits of it by herself. So when he got a text in the evening asking if he could come over tonight, to go over everything once the night before, he was unsure what to think. It was going to be late, and they had to get to bed at least somewhat early considering they’d need to be up tomorrow. But, she was a brisk walk away, and she seemed to really want his thoughts. So he made his way over to her house.
When she greeted her, she was a sight to behold. There in the doorway stood his girlfriend, wearing a black and purple witch’s outfit, complete with the big hat. She smiled at him as she welcomed him inside, and he couldn’t help but take notice of the generous cleavage that the outfit exposed. And the way the tassels from the top rolled down her rear. Unless he was going absolutely crazy, her curves were definitely enhanced from what he had observed earlier. It was either that or she was good at hiding them, and this tight outfit was the first time he had ever reckoned with how big her assets were.
He cleared his throat. “Uh… in costume a day early?”
Monika laughed. “Well… something like that. Here, let me show you what I’ve got ready.”
She walked him over to a table with all the banners, streamers, pumpkins, papers, and all of the rest of the decorations laid out. As he went to look over them, whistling at just how much she had prepared, she took notice of something out of the corner of her eye. A blush came over her face, and she excused herself for a moment. He was confused, but nodded as she went to go check on whatever she had to check on. Then, she came back out rolling some kind of tall upright object behind her with a curtain over it.
“What’s that? A bit big to bring to school.” He asked.
“Oh, uh, it’s a surprise! Let’s just count everything together, okay?” She gave a crooked grin, before suddenly bending over. “Ooh!”
He stepped back, startled. “What was that?”
“N-nothing! Let’s count!” She restated in a high pitched voice.
MC looked over and saw that she had stuck her rear behind the curtain for some reason. He grimaced for a bit, before shaking his head and sitting down to look at all of what she had spread out before him. And furthermore, to be eye level with her exposed cleavage. Trying not to stare too openly at them as they bulged from her outfit, he got to mentally counting out the different items. She did much the same, holding out shaking fingers to each one. His attempts to keep his eyes where they should be were faltering though, as she began to heave back and forth a bit, giving her breasts a good shake right in his face.
Her breaths came out heavy, just like they did last week. And he shuddered a bit, the air feeling colder all of a sudden. In fact, he swore he could see her breaths fog up just a bit. Still, he tried his best to count everything out, when he came across an item he didn’t recognize. It was a strange sort of metal implement, with an ornate decoration to it. When he pointed it out though, she just told him it was part of the later surprise, and shook her head a bit before letting her tongue hang out. That sight got his mind right off of whatever the item might have been, but then she quickly clammed back up.
It definitely seemed like Monika was holding something back, biting her tongue as she rocked back and forth against the table and gripped hard onto the ridges. The way her breasts were swaying, it was like they were threatening to pop out of her outfit. If that happened, there certainly would be no way MC would be able to keep his eyes peeled away. Still, though he tried to tell himself that she was just making some erratic noises and moving like that because she was excited. After all, she had spent so long getting ready to make a very special Halloween for the literature club, and it was almost time.
She pushed herself up from the table a bit, and stretched an arm out while letting out a pleasant sigh. From the corner of his eye, MC could swear there was some kind of movement behind the curtains she was keeping her rear end behind. Yet almost as soon as he noticed it, it ceased. What looked like fluttering curtains were suddenly very still, almost unnaturally so as she continued moving herself back and forth. Her eyes shut and she smiled wide with closed lips, before letting out another big sigh that sounded almost like a moan, with her tongue hanging out from her lips again.
There was definitely some difficulty in counting out the streamers when he kept getting distracted by what he could swear was some kind of wet slapping noise. It was soft, but it was definitely there, and it was driving him up the wall as he looked around the room to try and place where it was coming from. Meanwhile, Monika just kept humming to herself and tracing her fingers along the items scattered across the table while her chest heaved and her eyes rolled back a bit. When he looked back at her, somewhat perturbed by the atmosphere around them at the moment, she quickly closed her eyes again and offered a grin.
Hard to argue with a smile like that, he had to admit. He got back to his counting, trying to trace back to his mental note of where had left off. He’d always heard superstitions about the night before Halloween, and he was almost starting to believe them. His mind was just playing tricks on him for some reason. The quiet dusk outside got ever dimmer, and he could feel the air grow colder. Looking at his girlfriend, he had to wonder if that was also just him. She was wearing much less than she was, and she looked like she was heating up, if anything.
Pressing her chest down into the table, Monika began to huff out more ragged and heavy breaths, as she looked over a few of the other, stranger items that had been laid out. She gathered them, her hands shaking, and took special note of them when placing them side by side. MC was getting more uneasy by the moment, yet also more and more distracted by her hot breaths and heaving chest. He wasn’t sure if he was feeling titillated or scared at this point. Whatever was going on, it was wearing out his ability to act like nothing was amiss. He had brushed off the last two meetings with her, but this was starting to get weird.
But that was a problem. He had no idea how, or even what, to bring up. If he sounded accusatory, she might get angry or flustered or both. Especially considering he had no idea what he’d even be accusing her of. As far as he could tell, all she was doing was rocking back and forth a lot and letting out strange noises. With the season being what it was, he could almost imagine it being possession. That was an obviously preposterous idea, but it was an idea. He wanted some kind of explanation for why things were so odd around her all of the sudden.
Just as he was shaking those thoughts from his head though, deciding it would be best to just accept that she had some quirks to her when she was at home, Monika shook her head and let out a long groan. He looked up, and she was digging her fingers into the wood of the table, shuddering as her heavy breaths escaped her throat. Her chest was heaving, her generous cleavage bouncing and swaying as she rocked back and forth. The air grew ever colder, and those strange items she had gathered all shook a little. He had long since lost count of the decorations, and something finally snapped in him, making him stand up.
“Monika, what’s going on with you? Things have been… they’ve been weird lately, and I don’t know how to feel!” He asked, desperation in his voice along with a little fear.
She froze up, before shaking her head and raising a hand. “I don’t know what you’re talking-AH! About~!”
As she gave her denial of anything being different or wrong, the imp that had disguised itself as a household object while hammering into her pussy bucked forward again. She fell forward onto the table, startling her boyfriend as she moaned out loud her whole body spasmed. Hanging onto her shapely ass, her familiar slammed forward, grinding himself against her and having his huge throbbing cock massage her inner walls. The electric surge of her orgasm overtook her, and she gushed out around his purple skin, wetting the floor beneath them. And as she did, he just kept thrusting, kept rolling his hips and slapping her rear cheeks.
When the purple devil thing came, he absolutely flooded Monika’s abused pussy. Rope after rope of hot cum poured into her womb, plastered her walls white, and dripped out around his balls. She slammed a fist down onto the table, shaking it and the decorations as she felt him pull out and coat her ass with strands of seed. The imp got on the floated above and behind her, still disguised, gave her another spank. She heaved against the wood, reaching down to grip her chest as she breathed out heavily, before looking up at a very scared and confused MC.
“What… what are you doing? What the hell was that?” He asked, trembling.
He looked to see smoke plume from where the curtains had once been, and looked back at his girlfriend as she put on a weak and loopy smile. “Oh… MC… I have something to show you…” Monika spoke with a dreamy tone. “...and someone I’d like you to meet.”