All Saints Day By DeannaTroi This is a work of fiction and contains sexually explicit themes that should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 or older. Ms. Americana, Flag Girl, Got Gal, Got Chic, Azure Angel, Shield and Amazing Babe are the creation and property of Mr. X as are the Bilbo Brothers Bart and Biff. Nancy is my own creation and any writer is welcome to make use of her in their own stories. Note #1I have been busy writing non erotic stories lately, but : I quite enjoyed Sigma's Halloween stories. I figured if he could do 22 of them (to date), then I should be able to do at least one! Note #2: All Saints Day is November 1, or the day after Halloween. Duh. Note #3: If anyone cares about the chronology, this story takes place prior to Delta City PI #1 during the year when Nancy is carrying out observations of Delta City for her employers. You can send all feedback to troi@hotmail.com * * * "Are you the detective?" Nancy looked up at the sound of the hesitant voice and the soft knock on the doorframe of her inner office door. Business had simply not been good enough to allow her to hire a receptionist for the outer office and so she had just posted a "Walk In" sign on the outer office door and kept her inner office door open to listen for potential clients. Now, two of that rare breed were standing in her office doorway. They were a man and a woman, likely husband and wife from the matching worried expressions on their faces. Judging their age, they looked to be in their late thirties and were African-American. "That's me," agreed Nancy standing up and extending her hand across her desk. "I'm the Nancy on the door." "George Williams and this is my wife Helen," said the man shaking Nancy's hand and then releasing it quickly as his wife took it in turn. "Please have a seat," invited Nancy as she gestured towards her two slightly wobbly guest chairs. "Would you like some coffee?" "Please," said George as the couple settled themselves in the chairs and Nancy busied herself with the coffee machine perched on top of one of the old filing cabinets. "Cream or sugar?" asked Nancy after filling three cups. She hated coffee, but felt it was only polite to drink a cup along with her guests. "One of each for us both," said Helen, speaking for the first time. "Now what can I do for you?" asked Nancy a minute later after she had sat back down behind her desk and after the Wilsons had taken a sip of coffee. "Damn good coffee," muttered George and then he glanced at his wife as if to see which of them would tell their story. "It's about our daughter Wendy," said Helen. "She is missing, along with several of her friends." "You've been to the police?" asked Nancy. "For all the good that did," replied George. "They said to come back after she was missing for at least 48 hours. They implied she probably had too much to drink at a Halloween party last night and is sleeping it off at a friend's house." "But you don't think that is the case?" asked Nancy softly. "Wendy isn't a party girl and neither are her group of friends," said Helen. "Our daughter is what I suppose the media would describe as a ‘geek' and so are her friends. They are the kind who would spend the night drinking Dr. Pepper and playing Dungeons & Dragons which is exactly what we thought they were doing last night. They pulled that old teenager trick of making all the parents think they were going to be at someone else's house when in reality they went somewhere secret and private. It was only this morning when she didn't come home that we got worried and started calling her friends' parents and found out they were all in the same boat as we were. This is Delta City and strange things are always happening here and with last night being Halloween, strangeness gets a whole new meaning." Nancy nodded in understanding. She had been out late the night before observing some of that strangeness in person. It had started with the Bilbo Brothers, who had apparently ran out of snacks and had decided the best way to replenish their supplies was to rob their local 8/12 store. Ms. Americana and Flag Girl had spotted them and tried to apprehend them. Nancy wasn't sure what had gone wrong with that plan, but when she had stopped in to pick up some coke zero, Ms. Americana had been bent over the counter being fucked by Bart Bilbo. The Queen of Justice's huge jugs were squished onto the scratch and win lottery tickets and the pimply faced clerk behind the counter hadn't been able to resist and had his cock stuffed down the heroine's throat. Over in the snack aisle, Flag Girl was stripped naked and being taken doggy style by Biff Bilbo while half a dozen good citizens of Delta City urged him on and took pictures. Nancy had found the breaker panel and flicked off the lights which luckily served as enough of a distraction for the heroines to turn the tables on their ravishers. By the time Nancy had wandered up to the counter with her coke zero, the two villains were unconscious and the two heroines were putting their costumes back on. Nancy had to be careful though not to put her coke zero in the large puddle of cum on the counter and to avert her eyes from the clerk's still exposed and dripping cock as he rang up her sale. Next, Nancy had noticed a crowd gathered around the ground floor windows of one of the female campus dorms. Thinking that didn't look good, she had stopped to investigate and had been shocked to see an orgy taking place inside which was what had attracted all the voyeurs. Among the nubile bodies involved in the orgy, Nancy was sure she recognized at least three Delta City heroines in their civilian identities. Nancy thought it a bit sad that she could recognize the women by their famously overexposed breasts, but she was sure she spotted Yumi Wong (Azure Angel), Carla Rogers (Shield) and Jessica Lockheart (Amazing Babe). Yumi and Carla had each been sucking on one of Jessica's large melons while all three were being fucked by members of the Alpha Delta fraternity house. Everyone's attention was naturally enough on the orgy and no one had noticed Nancy don a gasmask from her trench coat pocket and slip into the building where she found a canister of bliss gas attached to the ventilation system. She had disconnected it and left after opening a few windows to help air the place out, though likely the effects of the gas and the orgy probably lasted for another few hours. On the way home from the dorm, Nancy had been forced to stop again when she caught sight of a group of mutoids who had climbed up out of the sewers. Nancy wasn't sure what it was, but if you had some kind of freak or weird creature, you always seemed to get the Got Gals too. It was beyond the detective's understanding why the two heroines insisted on fastening their tops with their Got Jewels. The natural instinct of everything in Delta City with a cock was to rip a heroine's top off and with it went the gems and the power source for Got Gal and Got Chic. The inevitable result was what Nancy had stumbled across, which was the two busty heroines lying naked on top of the hoods of a pair of cars getting their brains fucked out by a dozen of the seven foot tall, green skinned creatures. Nancy had to admit, that by the time she arrived, the Got Gals seemed to be very much enjoying the rather intense fucking they were receiving. Nancy had tossed a couple of vials of the mutoid catalyst at the scene and the stuff had started to dissolve the creatures back into their slimy components. That had seemed to rouse the two heroines enough to finish the job and Nancy had driven home, got a pizza from Wongs and spent the rest of the night watching the Buffy marathon on tv. The Wilsons had caught a cab to Nancy's office, so she offered to drive them home as she also wanted to check out Wendy's room for any clues as to where the girl might have gone. Nancy had got the names and phone numbers of the other missing teens and would follow up with them if she didn't find anything in Wendy's room. Besides Wendy, the group was a diverse lot. Sherry Tang was Asian, Miguel Gonzales was Mexican-American and Chuck Haley was African-American. They had all recently graduated from high school and were in their first year at Delta City University. From what Nancy could gather, they had all been cast as "misfits" in high school and had clubbed together for companionship and self defense from the bullies. Wendy Wilson's room looked like what Nancy thought of as thee typical room of a teenaged girl. There were a couple of posters on the walls of some boy bands that Nancy had vaguely heard of, BS something or other she thought. There seemed to be more clothes on the floor and hung on the back of chairs than there were hung up in the closet, but nothing leaped out and shouted "clue" to the detective. There was no sign of a smart phone, but presumably Wendy had taken that with her. There was, however, a laptop computer on the desk. It had a password to protect it, but Nancy pulled out her tablet with its special programs and unlocked it in under a minute. It felt like an invasion of privacy, but there might not be a life left to keep private if the girl wasn't found soon. Better a little embarrassment and be alive to feel it than dead and oblivious. The browser search history raised a few eyebrows and Nancy was pretty sure the video of a green haired futa sucking her own cock was a fake, but then again this was Delta City and one could never be sure. Leaving the browser history and turning to email, Nancy thought she struck paydirt. There were a series of email messages between Wendy and the other missing teens that concerned an abandoned Amazon warehouse on the edge of the city. The warehouse was supposed to be haunted by the ghosts of Amazon employees who had died there. The company had vigorously denied there had been any deaths there, just a few dozen employees who had quit their jobs and vanished without a trace for reasons the Amazon spokesperson didn't want to speculate on, though he had heard rumours of UFO abductions in the area. From the emails, it seemed the missing teens had decided the warehouse would make the perfect place for a game of Dungeons and Dragons on Halloween. * * * The Amazon warehouse was not what Nancy had envisioned in several ways. First, she was used to the large, old warehouses that were seemingly infinite in Delta City, especially near the docks. At least, she had thought them large until she beheld the massive Amazon warehouse. It was like thinking Pam Anderson had big tits and then you saw Dolly Parton for the first time. Probably it was time to come up with a more modern pop culture comparison, thought Nancy, but she decided to leave that to those who knew such things better. The second surprise thing about the warehouse was that it was not one huge empty space as she had expected. Despite denying it was haunted, the place seemed to have been abandoned very quickly as evidenced by the row after row of commercial shelving, with here and there some forgotten objects. These included a rowboat, complete with oars, a large five foot teddy bear, a ping pong table, a DVD box set of every year of Friends, a grandfather clock and a case of cherry flavoured condoms. Apparently any ghosts didn't believe in contraception or safer sex, thought Nancy wryly as she saw the unopened case. Nancy stopped to examine the grandfather clock more closely which to her surprise was ticking. It had a windup mechanism instead of batteries, which meant someone must have wound it up recently. In an open area near the front of the warehouse, Nancy found what she was hoping she wouldn't find. There were four sleeping bags, manuals and other paraphernalia from Dungeons and Dragons, a half dozen unopened cans of Dr. Pepper and bags of chips. What there wasn't, was any sign of the four missing teens. "I bet you are wondering what happened to them eh?" said a voice behind Nancy which almost made her jump out of her skin. She had very good hearing and enough experience not to let down her guard, but the speaker had somehow gotten to within a few feet of her without her hearing it. Spinning around with her hand automatically reaching into her trench coat pocket for her gun, she saw the black and white teddy bear standing there and leering at her. To be more precise, its gaze was not focussed on her face, but the sizable round globes that not even her trench coat could properly hide. "Let me guess," Nancy said as she studied the stuffed animal, "you are some kind of demon possessed thing." "Oh you are a smart one," sneered the bear. "Normally someone with tits that big has an IQ in single digits. You might as well put the gun away though, it ain't gonna do a damn thing to me." "You wouldn't mind if I tested that hypothesis would you?" asked Nancy sighting on the head of the teddy bear. "Go ahead, if it will make you happy," replied the bear with a shrug. "Finding out your little bang bang toy has no effect on me will save us some time. Of course, if it did work, then I wouldn't be able to tell you what happened to those kids." Nancy glared at the bear for a few more seconds and then put the gun back in her pocket. "What did happen to them?" she demanded. "Now that would be telling and what would be in it for me?" asked the teddy bear. "I could take you on a picnic," replied Nancy. "That sounds like fun," agreed the bear, "but I know something that is even more fun." The bear paused and seemed to be concentrating as it looked down at its groin where a large coal black cock emerged and continued to push outwards until there was a good ten inches of hard, thick cock pointing at Nancy. "In your dreams bear," snapped Nancy, "Hmm, I thought you wanted to know what happened to those kids," sneered the bear. "Show me your hooters and suck me off and I will tell you." "I have a better idea," countered Nancy. "It involves beating the stuffing out of you until you tell me what I want to know." "No good sweetie," snickered the bear. "You lay one hand on me that isn't stroking my dick and I just pop out of this body and leave you forever wondering what happened to those brats." Nancy glared at the bear for several seconds, weighing her options. It wouldn't be the first time she had been forced to use sex to obtain information and likely it wouldn't be the last either. Her employers had seen that she had plenty of training in the sexual arts for just such an occasion. Still, it was rather humiliating to have to give in to the demands of this creature. If the opportunity arose in the future, Nancy would take some satisfaction in delivering a painful lesson in manners to the demon. Of course, she didn't even know if the thing would keep its word, but it still seemed like her best option was to go along with its demands for now. "Fine, I will blow you until you cum and then you answer my questions about the missing kids," growled Nancy as she took off her trench coat and dropped it on the floor. Her 38F breasts were now even more visible in the plain white top she wore and the bear's eyes were fixed on her fingers as they started on the buttons. "Oh yeah baby, show me those huge melons of yours," said the teddy bear who reached down and grabbed its cock in both paws and began to stroke it as more and more cleavage appeared. "Fucking little pervert," muttered Nancy as she slipped off the blouse, leaving her heaving breasts only covered by an overstrained black lace bra. With the bear's eyes following every motion, Nancy reached behind her and undid the clasp on the skimpy bra which fluttered to the floor and left her large tits completely exposed. The air in the warehouse was cool and Nancy's nipples hardened almost immediately as she slid to her knees in front of the animated stuffed toy. Nancy took the hard, throbbing and not at all inanimate cock in one hand and ran her fingers up and down the shaft lightly, eliciting a loud moan of pleasure from the bear. "Fuck yeah baby, that feels good," said the bear. "Now open wide like a good little human slut and stick it in your mouth." Arguing with the creature wouldn't gain her anything, so Nancy simply did as the bear demanded. The creature's cock was quite thick in addition to its prodigious length and Nancy had to open her mouth as wide as she could to get it inside. Precum was already leaking out the slit and the detective could taste it as it dripped onto her tongue. At least it wasn't too gross tasting, just a bit more salty than human cum. "That's it baby, swallow every inch of my cock," moaned the bear as it reached out to grab the sides of Nancy's head with its fluffy paws and pull Nancy's mouth further down on its member. "Mmmmph," was all Nancy could manage as the bear forced its cock into her throat and then began to thrust back and forth, fucking her mouth. "Oh fuck that feels so good," moaned the bear as it watched its cock slide in and out of the human whore's mouth while her large boobs bounced up and down wildly. It continued to skull fuck the blonde for several minutes, driving its cock in as far as it would go and as fast as possible until it couldn't hold back any longer and began to pump thick spurts of warm cum down Nancy's throat. Slowly the bear slid its cock back so only the head was between Nancy's lips and it filled her mouth over and over again with its spunk so it could watch her swallow it. At the very end, the bear pulled out all the way and painted Nancy's face with a thick layer of cum. "Now keep your end of the bargain and tell me what happened to the kids," gasped Nancy as she swallowed a last mouthful of the warm goo so she could speak. "Sure babe, though it won't do you any good," laughed the bear. "All the people who died here pissing into bottles since they didn't have time to go to the can, made this a thin place between our realm and this world. It got even weaker last night on Halloween when it struck midnight and a portal opened. They were pulled through and once they have been there for 24 hours, it will become permanent with no way for them to return." Nancy gasped and instinctively looked at the grandfather clock which showed just a few minutes left until midnight. "How can I get them back?" she demanded. "Only if you can stop time sweetie and you don't look like a Time Lord to me," sneered the bear. Nancy could store a lot of things in her trench coat pockets, but a tardis wasn't one of them. She was pretty sure there was a solution to her current dilemma, mainly because the demon was so obviously enjoying taunting her about her inability to see it. Just then the grandfather clock began to toll midnight and Nancy cursed the distracting noise. It took until the fifth bong for her instincts to kick in. The demon had shot a smug look at the clock when it started to toll the hour and the only reason for doing so was that there was something crucially important about the clock. Heedless of her dignity, which was probably zero with cum still drying on her face, Nancy lunged at the grandfather clock and stopped the pendulum from moving on the tenth bong. The warehouse went deathly quiet. "Lucky guess bitch," growled the teddy bear. "Still, all you have done is to keep from losing which is not the same thing as winning." Nancy climbed to her feet and looked around the warehouse. It was unchanged, except for a glimmering blue portal that hung in the air a few feet away. "A new game I take it?" asked the blonde detective, arching an eyebrow at the smirking teddy bear. "Yep and it is a fun one," replied the bear as it gestured towards the portal. "Just step right up and become the next contestant. If you win the game, you get to bring back your precious kiddies with you. If you lose, you get to join them in Hell for eternity." "And demons wonder why they have such a bad reputation," replied Nancy as she stepped through the portal. She didn't bother to take her trench coat with its weapons which she was quite certain wouldn't work where she was going, nor did she bother to cover up her exposed breasts since again she suspected that would be a rather futile and short lived gesture of modesty. * * * "Ah gentle fiends, we have some fresh meat four our entertainment," boomed a voice as Nancy stepped out on the other side of the portal. Blinking against a barrage of bright light, Nancy found herself standing on a stage not far from what looked like a normal, if slightly sleezy looking human who reminded her of various game show hosts on television. Peering out into the audience though, Nancy could see a wide selection of demonic looking forms in various colours, shapes and numbers of limbs and tentacles. "Help us please," cried a voice and looking to one side of the stage, Nancy saw the four missing teens in a cage. "Yes, there are the darlings you so heroically came to save," sneered the host. "They are totally unharmed as per the rules which say they can only be violated after the 24 hour waiting period." "There is no such rule," intoned Nancy flatly, staring down the host. "Ok, fine have it your own way," grumbled the man. "We just decided to wait 24 hours to torment them and see if some hero would come along to make things more interesting." "Why don't we just cut to the chase and you tell me what your little game is all about," snapped Nancy. "I really don't like to be interrupted," said the host and he snapped his fingers. A large bucket appeared over Nancy's head and before she could react, it tipped over and spilled its contents on her head. Warm, thick goo turned the blonde's hair white and streamed down over her face and breasts much to the delighted whooping of the demonic audience. "That's what you call a real cum dump," remarked the host and this joke made the audience laugh even louder. Nancy opened her mouth to fire some obscenities at the host, but he merely held up a cautionary finger and pointed up to a bucket twice as large that hovered in the air above Nancy. "That little bucket was full of horse cum, would you like to try for elephant cum?" This brought another roar of laughter from the crowd. Nancy wasn't sure the man was telling the truth about the bucket's contents, but she had swallowed a bit of the spunk dumped on her and it didn't taste quite human, so grinding her teeth, she remained quiet. "Now as I was going to say before I was so rudely interrupted," said the host, "you really have too many clothes on for this show. Why don't you takeoff those rather damp garments and show the audience everything you have to offer." Nancy looked down at her denim skirt which was spotted with blobs of white cum. Part of the game seemed to be trying to humiliate her and she could either go along with the game or fight it. She decided that from the audience reaction, they would prefer the latter option to increase their fun which might work to her advantage by keeping them off guard. "Go to hell," she cried, striking a defiant pose. "Been there, bought the t-shirt," said the host and he snapped his fingers again. A moment later, Nancy was treated to a second and much larger deluge of cum that knocked her to her knees. Damn, she had forgot about the second bucket and apparently the demons enjoyed a "spunky" heroine. Nancy's entire body was now drenched in some kind of cum and she found herself in the middle of a large puddle of the goo. "Fine, have it your way," she snapped and stood up, only to slip on the spreading lake of cum and land with a splash on her ass in the middle of it to the delighted hoots and calls from the audience. Nancy managed to gain her feet on the second attempt and undid the belt on her cum soaked skirt and let it fall. Hooking her fingers into the elastic of her panties which matched the long departed bra, Nancy slid them down and on impulse threw them into the crowd where a fight broke out as the demons scrambled to get them. "Now, I think you are properly dressed for the game," said the host as he ran greedy eyes up and down Nancy's naked body from her large round breasts to her shaved pussy. He snapped his fingers and Nancy tried not to cringe, anticipating another shower of cum, but this time only a large hourglass with glowing orange sand appeared. "It is really a simple game," said the host. "This is a thirty minute timer. When I give the command to start, the sand will start to fall and you will have thirty minutes to accomplish your task." "Which is?" asked Nancy, when the host paused for dramatic effect to make her ask that question. "Both you and the four you want to rescue must cum within that time period," smirked the host. "Do that and I will give you this talisman," and he flourished a silver disc with writing in some unknown language on it. "It can open a portal and you can all go back to your home world. Of course, if you lose the game, all of you will become the fuck toys of the audience for eternity." Nancy heard a gasp from the direction of the cage and glanced that way briefly. The four teens all looked stunned at the proposal, though Nancy noticed the two boys already had boners in their pants from watching her get covered in cum and forced to strip. Well, at least all four were over eighteen and in their first year of college at good old Delta City U, so at least some legal niceties were not an issue. "You are one sick bastard, you know that," she snarled at the host. "And loving it," mocked the host as he ran his hand over his own growing pants bulge. "On your mark, get set and go!" Sand began to dribble into the empty half of the hourglass and after staring at it for a few futile seconds, Nancy got down on her hands and knees and crawled towards the cage. She knew she probably looked a mess from the double dousing of cum, but she also understood the way teenage male minds worked. The sight of a naked woman with large breasts swinging back and forth and covered in cum crawling towards them would probably almost have them cumming in their pants by the time she reached the bars of the cage. Actually, she reflected, it would probably have the same effect on virtually all males, regardless of their age. Certainly, the erections in the pants of the two boys were swelling rapidly by the time she reached the cage. "Don't be afraid, we will get out of this," she whispered to them even as she reached hands through the bars and began to fumble with the belts of the two boys. "I, I'm not afraid," stammered Chuck as he watched the woman pull down his zipper and reach inside his pants to pull out his cock. "Damn, I didn't know you were that hung," gasped Wendy from where she stood beside Chuck, her eyes fixed on his large, black cock. "I didn't like to brag," replied Chuck blushing and then he moaned softly as he felt Nancy's soft fingers slide over his shaft. "Miguel isn't bad either," said Sherry as Nancy's other hand freed the Mexican-American' boy's cock. "It's not as long, but it's thicker." Nancy was tempted to say that this wasn't some kind of competition, but then it obviously was going to be a taste test if nothing else real quick as she wrapped her lips around Chuck's cock while slowly jerking Miguel's stiff rod with one hand. "Holy fuck, this is hot," moaned Sherry. "Look at her go down on that cock and she keeps jerking Miguel off. It's like some kind of porn version of the test about being able to rub your stomach and pat your head at the same time. I don't think I could do it." "It comes with practice," muttered Nancy as she slipped her mouth off Chuck's cock and transferred her oral attention to Miguel while now jerking Chuck off. She had to admit that Sherry had a good eye when it came to judging cock sizes. Miguel was probably a good inch and a half shorter than his friend, but he certainly made up for it in thickness as it pushed into Nancy's throat and made breathing more difficult around its girth. "I, I think I am going to cum," moaned Chuck a few seconds after Nancy returned her mouth to his cock "Me too," gasped Miguel as he thrust his cock back and forth through Nancy's fist so it smacked into her cheek on each cycle. "Oh god, yes do it," whispered Wendy as she watched entranced at the sight. "This is way better than watching porn on my laptop." "Damn rights," agreed Sherry who had slid a hand into her jeans and was rubbing her pussy through her soaked panties. Nancy suddenly felt her mouth fill up with hot jizz as Chuck began to unload in her mouth and a moment later she felt Miguel's spunk splash against her cheek as he also came. Two down, thought Nancy as she sucked Chuck dry and then so as not to make Miguel feel left out, used her mouth to suck the last of his cum from his cock. Nancy was just thinking the rest of this would be easier if she could get the cage open when she heard a click and the door swung open on its own. Apparently, the demons thought it would be more fun as well. "Come on out and get your clothes off," said Nancy looking up at Wendy and Sherry. The two teen girls hesitated glancing at the cheering audience who clearly wanted to see the girls naked. "I, I don't know if I can," whispered Wendy as the crowd called for the two girls to take it all off. "Just try and shut them out," advised Nancy. "Pretend we are all alone up here. It isn't easy I know, but it is the only chance we have of getting out of here." Wendy bit her lip and looked over at Sherry. The Asian girl shrugged and then holding hands, the two teens stepped out of the cage onto the stage while the crowd roared its approval. "Neither of us has ever, you know with another woman," said Wendy as her shaking hands started to remove her clothes. "We um just watched a few videos is all." "It will be fine," said Nancy as she helped the two girls undress. "You might even find you like it better than with a guy." "Well, maybe," said Wendy doubtfully as she looked back at Chuck and Miguel who were standing there watching their friends strip while their cocks rose back to full hardness at the sight of the three women about to get it on. "You don't have to choose and can play with both men and women," teased Nancy as she saw the girl looking at the cocks of her friends longingly. Nancy mentally berated herself for the comment. She normally wouldn't have thought that or said it, but Hell had an effect on your libido that was affecting even her. On the other hand, nearly half the time was gone from the looks of the hourglass, so if she was going to save these kids, then she was going to have to do and say some things to help it along. The two teens were now both quite naked and Nancy took first one and then the other into her arms and kissed them on the lips, grinding her cum covered body into their soft, warm flesh. At first, both girls had tried to draw back as the crowd roared encouragement of the lesbian action, but slowly they gave in and both returned the kiss while their hands reached out to shyly stroke each other and Nancy. The puddles of cum on Nancy's body which had repelled them a bit at first now seemed to be exciting them as they rubbed their naked bodies against the older blonde woman and felt the cock slime make the sensual contact even more erotic. Feeling a little like a cradle robber, Nancy reached a hand down to the pussies of each girl and began to finger them. She found their clits and gently rubbed them while sliding first one finger and then a second into their now quite wet slits. The detective began to pump her fingers in and out faster and faster, finger fucking the pair while alternately kissing first one and then the other. "Oh god, I feel so strange," gasped Wendy as she turned her head to Sherry and captured her friend's lips in a kiss while grinding her pussy into Nancys hand. "I've never felt better," gasped Sherry as she returned the kiss and their tongues danced and swirled together. "Almost there," said Nancy as she continued to pump her fingers in and out of the two teen twats until she felt them simultaneously clench on her fingers as they came. Unable to help herself, Nancy lifted her soaked fingers to her mouth and as Wendy and Sherry watched intently, she licked them clean of the girl's pussy juices. "You are doing pretty good whore," laughed the host, "but time is running out and still one more to go. Can you be a nasty enough slut to let these teens take you and make you cum?" Nancy just ignored the taunts as replying to them would take time she didn't have. She lay down on her back on the stage and gestured the boys to come to her. "Fuck my pussy," she told Chuck as she spread her legs and motioned Miguel to squat over her face so she could suck him off. A combination of lust and fear drove Wendy and Sherry to overcome any lingering shyness and the two teens began to suck on Nancy's tits, eagerly licking the drying cum from them and sucking on her nipples. It was quite apparent to the detective that hers was the first pussy for Chuck, but he made up for his lack of experience with enthusiasm as he began to drive his cock in and out of her faster and harder. For her part, Nancy clamped her pussy muscles tighter around his cock. He got her at least halfway to an orgasm before he came, blasting his load into her. Miguel didn't need any prompting to move and take his place while Chuck took over from Sherry on one of Nancy's boobs. The Asian teen settled her dripping cunt onto Nancy's face and the blonde began to eat her out. Nancy still hadn't cum when Miguel blew his load into her, but Wendy eagerly now moved between Nancy's spread legs and began to lick her pussy while Miguel replaced her on Nancy's tits. Time was almost up when Sherry gave a cry and began to squirt her juices over Nancy's face and into her mouth before rolling off to lie panting on the floor. Desperate to cum herself, Nancy wrapped her legs around Wendy's head and pulled the black teen in tighter to her pussy and then with the girl's tongue buried deep inside her, the detective let go and coated the teen's face with her nectar. There were still a few grains of the orange sand left in the top bulb of the hourglass as Nancy sat up and looked around blearily. "We won," she said looking at the host. He had his cock in his hand and was jerking it hard as he stood over her and came splattering Nancy and all four of the teens with his spunk. Interestingly enough, none of the teens, not even the boys, shrank from this and Chuck and Miguel hadn't seemed to mind the cum on her tits when they were sucking on them which might promise for some interesting times ahead for the four friends. "I guess you did," gasped the host as he fished out the talisman he had displayed earlier and dropped it onto Nancy's chest. "How do we make this thing work?" demanded Nancy as she took the talisman and stood up a little unsteadily. "Oh, I forgot to mention one tiny little detail about the talisman," laughed the host. "I said it can open a portal back to your world, but it needs a death to power it up. Which of you is willing to die to allow the others to go back?" "You think you are really funny," growled Nancy as the host turned away from her and bowed to the audience which seemed to think this twist was the funniest thing they had ever heard. "Well laugh this off sucker," said Nancy reaching under her thick mane of blonde hair to find the wire she kept hidden there. Not all her weapons were in her trench coat as she quickly moved behind the host and wrapped the garroting wire around his neck and began to tighten it. "You said it needs a death to power it, but I am willing to bet that yours will do just nicely." The host waved his arms wildly and struggled, but Nancy put one knee into his back and pulled back with all her strength. A few seconds later there was a thud as the host's head tumbled to the stage and rolled a few feet. The talisman, however, showed no signs of opening a portal. "Surprise bitch," said a small voice as Nancy stood there panting, covered in gore and holding the headless body of the host. It took her a few seconds to focus and see that the voice came from a small demon, no more than six inches in height who was glaring up at her from the severed neck of the host. "What the fuck?" gasped Nancy staring at the tiny creature. "That fleshy thing wasn't alive," said the tiny demon. "It was merely the host body I created. Pretty funny huh? He was the host in more ways than one and killing him didn't do you any good since he really wasn't alive. You are still trapped here in Hell." "Oh yeah," replied Nancy. "I think you forgot one thing." "What's that?" asked the tiny demon in a mocking voice. "This," said Nancy as she reached into the severed neck, grabbed the tiny demon and squeezed. It gave a squeal for a second until Nancy's hand turned it into so much demon jelly. In her other hand, she felt the talisman begin to power up and then a portal opened. "Ok, marines, we are leaving," called Nancy and she gestured to the four teens to go through the portal as howls of outrage began in the crowd. When all four of the teens had gone through, Nancy dived after them and on instinct, she threw the talisman back through the portal to close it just as the first demons reached it. "Well, that was fun," remarked Nancy as she lay on the warehouse floor panting. There was no reply from the four teens and looking around, Nancy saw them all sleeping soundly. They were also all dressed and looking like nothing had happened to them. "Bloody hell," muttered Nancy looking down at her own naked body with cum still covering much of it. She put a hand up to her hair and felt the crusty strands and knew she had not imagined the whole thing, but just how much of it was real she wasn't certain. * * * When the four teens woke up an hour or so later, they seemed to have no memory of what had happened to them. Nancy had found a working shower and washed herself off in the meantime and covered herself in her trench coat. When she went to examine the grandfather clock, she saw it was broken and couldn't possibly have worked. There was no sign of the Teddy Bear at all. "The air was bad in the warehouse and they just passed out," Helen Wilson told Nancy later that day when they returned to her office. "That's what the doctors tell us anyway." "What about Wendy and the others?" asked Nancy. "What do they say?" "Not much," replied Helen. "Wendy said she had some rather odd dreams, but can't remember much of them. She was too embarrassed to give us any details of them." "We can't thank you enough for finding them before any permanent damage could happen, said George as he handed Nancy a cheque. "It was my pleasure," replied Nancy truthfully as the pair got up to leave and shook hands with them again. "Oh, I almost forgot," said Helen as they were going out the inner office door. "We got you one other little token of our appreciation and left it in the outer office." Nancy looked puzzled and opened her mouth to ask more questions, but the Wilsons were already gone. Shrugging, Nancy walked out into the empty outer office to see what they had left her. Hello big tits," said the five foot black and white teddy bear sitting in the receptionist's chair, rocking back and forth. "Do you want me to hold your calls while I give you some dictation?" Nancy looked down to see the teddy bear stroking his even larger cock. The End