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Younger (Halloween Havoc no. 12)

by Sigma

I – The Swamps Outside of Murky Marsh. Late 1800s.

Camilla Nox, Witchfinder, Huntress of Evil, trudged through ankle deep water with a sword covered in black blood in her hand. Her outfit, a black duster, leather pants, a simple blouse, had all been shredded by the horrors that lurked in the swamp. Those same horrors now lay dead beneath its dark depths and Camilla trudged on, her bruised, naked curves on display. Her blonde hair was matted to her head, and her face was a mask of rage as she closed in on the fading fire she spied through the twisted trees.

She reached the small clearing to see a gaunt figure, pale skinned, with long, messy, dark hair laying by the fire, breathing heavily. The woman glanced at Camilla, her golden eyes flashing as she bared rotted teeth and tried to sit up.

“Your madness ends here, witch,” Camilla said, pointing her sword at her enemy.

“It is your journey that ends here, whore,” the woman spat. She had a bloody wound in her side but remained defiant. “Many of a foolish agent of the Church and the Holy Order alike had tried to end Ursula Barlow and they have all failed!”

Camilla gripped her sword and stared at Ursula, who slowly rose to her feet.

“Come on, then,” Ursula said, holding out her arms. “Have at me.”

Camilla growled and charged. She got within striking distance of Ursula, the tip of her sword mere centimeter’s from the witch’s throat.  But she stopped, her every muscle frozen. Camilla gritted her teeth and looked down, seeing a glowing symbol under her bare feet. “No…” she gasped in horror.

“Yes…” Ursula grinned. “You came so far, just to come up short all the same.”

“NOOO!” Camilla screamed.

Ursula caressed the side of Camilla’s face. “You’ve hunted me long enough that you know what comes next. I promise I will take good care of this exquisite body,” she said, caressing Camilla’s naked breasts. She then grabbed some of Camilla’s blonde locks. “I always wanted to be a blonde…” She then leaned in and kissed her enemy, and there was a flash of light. When it subsided, Ursula was in glowing, spectral chains and Camilla stepped back, looking at her palms.

Ursula struggled against the chains and then looked at Camilla, or rather Ursula now occupying Camilla’s body.

“You evil bitch!” Camilla screamed with Ursula’s voice. “I swear, if it takes me all of eternity, you will pay for this!”

Just then, a portal formed in the air behind Ursula and a horned figure stepped through, accompanied by the overwhelming stench of sulfur. The demon folded his muscular arms over his broad chest and looked down at Camilla in Ursula’s body.

Ursula in Camilla’s body motioned. “As per our agreement.”

“A strong soul indeed,” the demon spoke, looking at the captive. “The contract is extended.”

“No!” Camilla screamed. “No! Please!” she begged as the demon grabbed her by her hair and dragged her, kicking and screaming, through the portal.

Ursula smirked and then caressed her younger, healthier, more supple body, before wandering off into the swamp, whistling a haunting tune.

II. Delta City. Now.

“This is a terrible idea…” Yumi Wong, Azure Angel, said, looking at the dilapidated house in front of them.

“Almost as terrible as that fanny pack,” Jessica Lockhart, known as the heroine Amazing Babe, teased and pointed at Yumi’s waist.

“Shut up, Jess! I keep important things in here!”

“Where’s your sense of adventure, hmm?” Anita Jackson, Got Chic, said, putting her arms around Yumi. The young black teen grinned and looked at Jessica. 

“I could’ve been at a Halloween Party…” Jessica sighed.

“You two are just scared!” Anita teased. “The others said they had the night handled and that we could go have some fun. That’s what Tanya told us all. We’ll hit the haunted house, then go back to campus and get ready for the Halloween parties,  so come on!” she said, pulling Yumi along.

Jessica looked at the flier in her hand that Anita showed them when she brought the idea up. “I’d rather be fighting bad guys than wasting my time in some dumb kiddie attraction…” Jessica groaned before following the others.

The three teen heroines stepped through the front door of the building, a large manor with a nearly cavernous entryway. Once inside, they spread out and looked around. The surfaces were caked in dust and cobwebs, floorboards creaked, and an eerie wind seemed to whisper throughout the house.

“Hello?” Anita called out. She felt a twinge in the Got Gem hanging between her healthy, brown tits, but ignored it when she noticed someone standing at the top of the steps. It was a tall woman, older, with a curvy body and long, graying hair that had once been blonde. She wore a simple dress that barely contained her curves, and the lines of her face shifted as she smiled while approaching the girls.

“Good evening, ladies, and welcome. You have set foot in Barlow Manor. I am Ursula Barlow, proprietor.”

“This place is so creepy!” Anita beamed. The others remained silent, watching their surroundings.

Ursula smiled and held out her arm. “Please, feel free to explore to your heart’s desire. I think you’ll find its terrifying delights to die for.”

Anita squealed, took Yumi’s hand and ran off. Jessica sighed and followed them. “So corny…” she sighed.

Ursula watched them go and fixed her gaze on Anita in particular. “Her...she’ll be my meal,” she said to herself before looking around. “Do with the others what you will,” she said before walking off in the other direction. The house itself seemed to groan in response.

***

The teen heroines were met with long, cold, empty hallways and silent rooms as they moved. The halls were lined with old paintings and grotesque statues that were slowly losing the battle against time, much like the rest of building.

Yumi looked around. “Something isn’t right about this place…” she said.

“Yeah,” Jessica said. “It smells weird. Why didn’t we pay anything to get in here? And what was with that creepy old lady? She’s like, my mom’s age!”

“Will you two chill out?” Anita said. “This place is perfect. I mean...look at this!” she said, motioning to the decaying squalor. “Who knows what lies around the...corner…”

The three paused when they looked ahead and saw a hulking figure standing at the end of the hall. He was a giant made of solid muscle with an iron mask on his face and an axe in his hands. He began lumbering toward the teens, his heavy footsteps thudding on the wooden floor. Anita squealed happily and started running, pushing the others along and encouraging them to do the same.

Yumi was the last to follow and a look of concern crossed her face when she saw the glint of the axe in the man’s hands. “Uh...guys…”

“Come on, Yumi!” Anita said with a laugh, pulling the petite Asian behind her.

Jessica ran a few more feet before stopping. “All right, hold on!” she said. “This is lame!”

The others paused, and so did the axe-wielding hulk.

“I mean...guys, come on,” with what we see every day, we’re supposed to be scared of some actor with a toy axe?” she taunted, standing with her back to the hulking figure, who cocked his head to the side. “Girls, let’s just get out of here.”

“Why do you have to kill the vibe?!” Anita chastised. “God, you’re such a dick sometimes, Jess!”

“I’m a dick?! You dragged us here when we have better things to do!”

They went back and forth, arguing in raised voices and ignoring the axeman, but Yumi kept her eyes on him, every instinct she had causing her muscles to tense up. He lumbered toward them, raising his menacing weapon overhead as he approached Jessica, whose back was to him.

Yumi’s eyes then went wide and she rushed forward, pushing Jessica out of the way as the axe came down and left of deep, deep grove in the wooden floor.

“T...that’s a real axe?!” Jessica asked.

“Oh, this is amazing!” Anita screamed in delight.

The axeman pulled the weapon free and charged at them.

“Run!” Yumi said, pushing the others ahead and forcing them to go. As they ran, Anita cackled in glee and took the next right turn. When the others reached the same turn, it was suddenly a solid wall. They barely had time to process before the axeman caught up to them. They continued on when the floor just ahead of Jessica dropped. Yumi grabbed the back of Jessica’s shorts and kept her from falling in as the floor closed.

“Oh crap! Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!” Jessica screamed.

Yumi turned and looked back. “Jess, we have to fight. We have to take him down before we can look for Anita,” she said, unaware of the panel in the ceiling that opened behind her. Thin strings snaked down, wrapped around Jessica’s limbs, and pulled her into space. Yumi spun around just as Jessica screamed and she saw the busty blonde’s legs vanish.

“Oh, come on!” Yumi cried out. She then turned back to her opponent before unzipping her fanny pack. She suddenly had a pair of kunai daggers, traditional ninja weapons, between her fingers. “My fanny pack’s not so terrible now, Jess…”

The axeman narrowed his eyes behind his mask, let out a growl and charged.

Yumi ran and slid at the last moment. She was small enough to go under and between his legs and end up behind him. She then threw the daggers, sinking both into his thick back. She jumped to her feet, running at him and hitting him with a flying kick. 

He staggered and turned around, rolling his shoulders as Yumi rolled back and jumped to her feet.

“Well met, warrior of the Eastern lands,” the hulk said, reaching behind him and pulling the daggers free. “I am Titus Clovius Arius, Lord of the Arena.”

“You’re a Gladiator?! Like, a real one?!” Yumi gasped.

Titus gave a single nod. “The Witch Ursula Barlow has granted me long life and the chance to face new opponents. So long as I spill blood I will not fall victim to the ravages of time, per our contract.” He gripped his axe and stepped forward. “You will meet your glorious end by my hand, but I will take you first, before I kill you...as I have all female opponents.”

“Wonderful…” Yumi groaned before putting up her fists.

***

“Hello?” Jessica called out to the darkness. She stood in a space surrounded by 5 foot tall marionettes, all of them standing perfectly still in rows that stretched in every direction. They were men and women of all races, and all kinds of different outfits.

“Ugh...creepy…” the blonde teen said.

“They’re not so bad…” a voice said. Suddenly, one of the puppets lifted his head. It was a puppet of a middle aged man with brown hair. He wore a green sweater over a shirt and tie and brown slacks. He approached Jessica, his dead eyes fixed on her the entire time. “My, but you are a beauty. Ursula told no lies when she said you would be a delight.”

Jessica stepped back. “Ursula? That old lady at the front?”

“That’s no way to talk about her. She’s a wonderful woman,” the puppet said. “But...where are my manners? I am Tobias Sharpe,” he bowed. “And these…” the motioned to the other puppets. “Are my friends.”

Jessica looked around, dread settling in when she realized she was completely surrounded. “That’s nice...but I have to go find my friends.” She started to walk away, but stopped when Tobias grabbed her hand. She looked back at him and saw his eyes glow red. His wooden jaw moved up and down, mimicking laughter.

“We are your friends now,” he said.

“Let me go!” she protested, pulling against his surprising strength. She then screamed when hands grabbed her legs and made her fall. More of the puppets reanimated and stood over her as Tobias ran his hands across the smooth curves of her skin.

“So supple...so warm…” Tobias said. “We shall enjoy this before the conversion.”

“Con...conversion?!” Jessica screamed.

“Oh yes,” Tobias said. “If you are to be our friend, you must be like us. Everyone here learned that lesson in time,” he motioned to the other puppets. “Some had to be taught more harshly than others, of course. But I am patient. Eventually, everyone accepts because this way because no one gets old and we can be friends, forever and ever and ever.”

Jessica screamed as some of the puppets grabbed her and began dragging her away, with Tobias leading them. She threw punches and kicked her legs, knocking the puppets away and sending them flying.

“Oh my…” Tobias said. “It looks as though this will be one of the hard lessons.”

Jessica was on her feet now, and the puppets had been beaten back to the point where they were hesitant to keep attacking. Tobias walked forward, standing a few feet from the busty teen heroine who towered over him.

“Now now, young lady, am I going to have to give you a spanking?”

“Try it, you little creep,” Jessica threatened.

The puppet held out his arms, opening himself up. Jessica growled at being taunted and clenched a fist that she launched at his face. The punch stopped a few inches short of connecting and Jessica looked. “Wh...I can’t move!”

Tobias looked her up and down, his empty eyes fixed on her. He then moved his arm, and when he did, Jessica’s arm moved in the same fashion.

“Hey!”

Tobias continued moving his limbs, and as he did, he controlled her movements, making her do what he wanted.

“Cut that out!” Jessica screamed, trying to fight back.

“Oh, the folly of the young, thinking they have control,” Tobias laughed. “I’ve been holding your strings all this time, child. Now be a good girl and play along,” Tobias said before jerking his hands back. Jessica cried out as her legs were pulled from under her and she was on her back, surrounded by Tobias and the other puppets. “Ms. Barlow gave me the gift of long life after illness was on the verge of destroying my original body. I have given that gift to my friends here and I simply wish to do the same for you.”

Jessica wiggled on the ground, trying to get up, but cold wooden hands began grabbing at her body, stripping her of her clothes and leaving her naked at the mercy of Tobias and his small army.

“Bring her along, friends. We have work to do,” Tobias said.

***

“This is amazing!” Anita laughed, strapped to a table somewhere else in the manor. Her arms and legs were held tight by iron bonds. She heard a haunting tune being whistled and then footsteps and turned to see Ursula Barlow emerge from the shadows with a smile on her pale face and her hands behind her back.

“Hey, Ms. Barlow! This haunted house is great!”

“I’m glad you’re having fun, dear,” Ursula said, running her hands through Anita’s dark hair. “I put a lot of thought into this.”

“Yeah, my stupid friends don’t get it. They’re being all sulky and moody. I should have just come here alone, to be honest.”

“Mmm…” Ursula said, running her hands along Anita’s captive body. She pulled at the neckline of Anita’s shirt and smirked. “Oh yes...you will do nicely. How old are you, girl?”

“19…” Anita answered, watching her. “Hey, what are you doing? I didn’t say you could touch me.”

“19,” Ursula repeated. “I hardly remember when my original body was 19. In fact, it’s been so long since I’ve taken one so young. And you’re an Aphrodite at that, just like this body...It means my magic can keep it alive longer than a normal body,” Ursula grinned. “I’ve had this body for almost 150 years and, resilient though it is, she’s beginning to run her course.” She ran her fingertips across Anita’s tits and then slid them down her flat stomach before fingering the edge of the girl’s pussy underneath the leggings she wore.

Anita let out a light gasp and a squeal.

“I should be able to keep this one for...oh, another 150 or so, I suppose. It should be a fun journey to see how much the world changes in that time.”

“Wha...what are you…” Anita bit her lip while Ursula slipped her fingers into her pussy and began toying with her insides. “What are you talking about?” she breathed. “What part of the attraction is this?”

Ursula blinked at the girl. “Oh...by the dark ones, you really think this is some haunted attraction?” Ursula pulled her fingers out of Anita’s pussy, the tips glistening with the girl’s juices, and licked them dry. She then climbed on top of her, straddling her waist. She put her hands to Anita’s tits and massaged them, pinching the erect nipples. “You foolish girl. Your friends are likely dead by now.”

Anita gasped and tried to get out of her bonds.

“Indeed...Titus has probably chopped the little Asian girl’s head off and Tobias has likely taken the blonde’s soul and trapped it in one of his puppets. I’ve given many people my gift over the ages, but those two are two of my most successful pawns.”  She then leaned in so their faces were inches a part. She pressed a finger to Anita’s nose. “I’m not going to kill you, though. No, I’ll be taking this immaculate body of yours as my own and will give you this one. Then, my patron demon will appear, drag you to his domain, and your soul will be his plaything for all eternity.”

“No!” Anita screamed, fully realizing this wasn’t a game. She tried pushing the witch off of her and getting free yet again, but Ursula simply laughed and grabbed her by the jaw.

“I do like it when you all struggle, but I have been doing this for centuries. This woman,” she pointed to herself. “...Was some sanctimonious witch hunter. I don’t even remember her name now. Your story will be the same: a nameless, forgotten wretch withering away in the void at the whims of the dark lords.” She sat up, lowering the straps on the simple dress she swore and exposing the curves of Camilla’s body, still perky and taut after over a century. “Still, I want to pleasure this body one last time before I throw it in the trash.”

Anita tried to protest but Ursula grabbed her by her neck and squeezed. She then waved her hands, the bonds vanished, and Ursula stood up, holding Anita in her grip. She then threw the girl to the floor and dropped her dress, fully showing off her curvy body. She put a hand to her pussy, her palm glowed, and after a quick spell, a massive, throbbing cock grew between Ursula’s legs. She smiled and approached Anita, who got to her feet and clutched the Got Gem around her neck.

“What’s this?” Ursula raised an eyebrow, stroking her newly formed cock. The hairs on her arm stood up as magic charged the air. “Fascinating…”

There was a bright flash of light, and when it died, Got Chic stood in Anita’s place, her skimpy bikini hugging her ample curves. She put her hands on her shapely hips and looked at the witch. “You’ll find I’m now so easy to beat, witch!” she declared.

“Is that so?” Ursula said. She then moved faster than Anita could blink and smashed a palm into the teen heroine’s chest. She flew black and slammed into the wall hard enough to leave an impact crater and slumped over, stunned, with the air knocked from her body.

Ursula held the Got Gem between her fingers. “This is an interesting little trinket…” she then closed her eyes and opened them. “Oh...there’s another. A bigger one. Well I’ll have to go get it, won’t I?” she said before pressing it to her chest. It embedded in the skin above her tits.

Anita looked up, put a hand to her chest and felt the gem missing. “No!” she screamed, scrambling to her feet as Ursula approached her, cock stiff and predatory gaze in her golden eyes.

Ursula shoved her back into the wall and grabbed her neck. “Don’t despair. It was always going to be this way,” Ursula said while squeezing Anita’s neck. The heroine suppressed a cry as Ursula slammed her cock home and began fucking her right where she stood. Their tits pressed together, Ursula tightened her hold on the girl’s neck, and the witch used her free hand to toy with Anita’s clit while pushing her cock into Anita’s guts as far as the thick, swollen member would go.

Anita squealed, moaned, and whined, and Ursula thrust her cock in, ravaging the defeated teen. The witch threw her head back in throaty laughter as their hips slammed together and their tits mashed into each other. She rubbed Anita’s swollen clit, sensing the ecstasy building in the girl’s body, and she delighted in the suppressed scream that came when she bit down on Anita’s left tit, leaving her teeth marks behind before she moved down and began sucking on the hardened nipple.

Over the years, Ursula had gotten well versed in Aphrodite physiology thanks to Camilla’s body, and she intended on using every ounce of that knowledge to break Anita before she stole her body and cast her into the darkest depths of void. Urusla licked her lips as she kept pushing into Anita. Her golden eyes seemed to light up while Anita’s eyes rolled back in her head and her jaw went slack.

Ursula chuckled. “I will take your mind before I cast your soul into the void,” she promised. With every passing moment, every thrust, Anita was getting closer to orgasm. Cum was already dripping from her pussy, coating Ursula’s cock and dropping onto the floor. Anita reached up, putting her hands on Ursula’s bare shoulders, seemingly clawing at the pale skin. Ursula bit her lip and grabbed Anita’s jaw, making her look her in the eye.

“Don’t fight it. You belong to me. Soon, you’ll belong to my master,” she promised.

Anita rubbed her hands down Ursula’s chest, playing with the witch’s pale tits, and then ran her palm across her chest. She then gritted her teeth and grabbed the Got Gem, embedded in Ursula’s chest. The Gem seemed to hum and glow at Anita’s touch.

“I told you, I’m not so easy to beat!” Anita screamed.

“Wha…” Ursula said, looking down at the gem as it glowed between Anita’s fingers. She felt its power surge. “No!” Ursula panicked, trying to push away from the girl, but Anita reached down with her other hand and grabbed Ursula’s cock to keep her from getting away. “NO!” Ursula screamed as bright light filled the room.

III

Yumi lay spread out on the floor of the hall, her naked body covered in cum and bruises. She breathed rapidly, trying to find the strength to stand. Her spread legs had a pool of cum under them, and every muscle seemed to twitch in the aftermath of the many full-body orgasms Titus had given her.

The hulking gladiator stood over her, naked except for his mask. His axe was buried in the floor next to Yumi’s head and his body was covered in kunai daggers and throwing stars. Thin wire that Yumi had used to try and strangle him hung around his thick neck and his cock, now flaccid, hung between his muscular legs, dripping the last of its contents onto the defeated teen.

“A valiant effort, Easterner. I salute you,” Titus said to her. He then grabbed his axe and lifted it. “Now, to meet your honorable end.”

“No...wait…” Yumi gasped, holding up a quivering hand. “Please…”

Titus paused and stared at her. He then lowered the weapon and looked ahead. “...I see…” He turned his gaze on Yumi one more time. “Farewell,” the giant said before turning and walking away with his axe over his shoulder.

Yumi sat up after a few minutes, her breathing still ragged, her sweat-covered, cum stained tits still heaving. She looked around to find the hallway empty.

***

Jessica hung in a T-pose from the ceiling, her arms held up by thin, nearly invisible strings and her legs dangling freely. She was completely naked, her skin bruised and tender by the continued abuse of Tobias and his friends.

The puppets all stood around her, staring up at her silently while Tobias approached, carrying a puppet carved in the blonde teen’s image. She weakly lifted her head when Tobias stood in front of her.

“A fine piece of work, if I do say so myself,” Tobias said proudly, looking at the puppet in his hands. “Look, I even made her anatomically correct,” he said, pointing to the round wooden tits on the Jessica puppet.

The defeated teen only whimpered when she looked.

“Well, no sense spending more time running my mouth. Let’s begin the conversion,” Tobias said.

The strings then let Jessica go and she fell to the floor. Several of the puppets swarmed and grabbed her, quickly subduing her when she used what little strength she had left to try and fight back. They pinned her down and dragged her in front of Tobias, who dropped her puppet to the ground in front of her.

“Don’t fret, child. The process is painless, and then you get to live forever. I…” Tobias paused and looked up. “Oh...I see. Well, that’s unfortunate…” The puppets all let Jessica go. “It appears it’s time for us to go, my friends.” Tobias said. He then led his puppets away, taking the Jessica puppet with him and leaving the flesh and blood teen heroine looking up, confused at what just happened.

***

Anita and Ursula stared at each other, naked and out of breath. The Got Gem lay on the floor between them and began glowing with a soft light. It shook and then flew back to Anita, fixing itself into the skin of her chest, just above her tits.

Before either woman could say anything, the temperature in the room dropped and a portal opened behind Ursula and the horned demon stepped through and scanned the room. He narrowed his eyes at the two women.

“The spell has been cast. I have been summoned…” he said. He stared at Ursula, then Anita, and then Ursula again before grabbing her by her hair and dragging her to the portal. “A strong soul to appease the Dark Ones.”

“No!” the woman he grabbed screamed and kicked in protest. “No, please, this is a mistake! This is a mistake!!” she screamed as the demon took her away and the portal closed behind him.

The remaining woman smirked and clutched at the Got Gem before getting up to leave.

***

Yumi and Jessica stood outside the house, listless looks on their faces.

“Do you think Anita’s okay…?” Jessica said.

“I don’t know…” Yumi said. “We should call for backup and go look for her…”

“Right,” Jessica said. Just then, the front door opened and Anita stumbled out and toward them. She went past them and kept going.

“Anita...are you okay?” Jessica asked.

Anita paused and looked back. “...Never better…That was amazing!” she said with a grin. “Let’s get out of here.”

She kept walking and Jessica and Yumi looked at each other for answers before turning back to Anita, who walked away while whistling a haunting tune.

The End