Tiffany the Teen Witch: The Conclusion

by Orb

 

            Her bedroom had become a sweet sanctuary from the terrors of the outside world.  Naked, on her bed, Tiffany was pressed firmly against Vesper’s soft skin.  The feeling of her nipples being cushioned by another girl’s breasts was strange but wonderful.  Why had they been at odds for so long? Their bodies were so alike.  Their lives were so alike.  They were the only teen witches in Beachcoast.  They knew each other’s secrets.  Now, they were sharing a deeper part of themselves.  Their new found love was beyond the means of a simple spell.  The love potion had become a catalyst for the repressed desires that had always existed.  As a rule, opposites attract.  Vesper and Tiffany were like night and day in appearance and demeanor.  Amongst the covers, the blond, tan “California girl” was melding with the fair-skinned, raven-haired waif.   Tiffany’s sunny disposition was the perfect compliment to the melancholy beauty of Vesper Locke. 

 

            Tiffany closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Vesper’s.  Her hand slid down her pale, slender body and cupped her mons pubis.  Vesper let out a soft moan.  Tiffany felt Vesper’s index finger tracing along the folds of her inner labia. 

 

“I love you Tiffany.”  Vesper breathed.

 

“I love you so much Vesper.”  Tiffany moaned.

 

            With tears of passion running down their cheeks, the girls found each other’s clitorises and together began a methodical, magical march towards climax.

 

******************************************************************

 

            All was dark and quiet at the Fairmont house when Eve arrived.  Clutching the Staff of Athena, she opened an iron gate and cautiously walked down the path that led to the backyard.  She was prepared for the sight that greeted her.  The lounge chairs were occupied by gestating teens.  The poor girls had been violating and impregnated by sex demons.  Now, they laid on their backs with bloated bellies.  The girls groaned as they struggled to squeeze slimy eggs out their hairy, over-stretched vaginas.  The eggs, once laid, grew to the size of large watermelons. 

 

            The Guardian of Purity was imbued with a clarity of purpose.  Eve wanted to make this world safe for sweet girls like Vesper and Tiffany.  Safe from the lustful advances of creatures from the nether world. 

 

            In the dim light, Eve saw dozens of full-size, mud-brown eggs. One at her feet began to wobble and twitch.  Its occupant smelled her sex.  The egg cracked, unleashing a sulfurous odor.  Without hesitation, Eve aimed the Staff of Athena.  A brilliant, white light emanated from the tip.  An egg was reduced to a pile of gray ash.

 

“Octocrons!” She scowled.

 

She couldn’t imagine a filthier demon.

 

“I don’t want to miss a single one of these eggs.  I’ll have to cleanse this area with a more sweeping spell.”

 

She stood still and concentrated as the tip of her staff began to glow. 

 

“O’ Staff of Purity, Rod of Power....”

 

Glittering lights interrupted her thoughts.  Opening her eyes, she saw a shiny silver ball gleaming above her.  Suddenly, the back-yard lights came on as disco music filled the air.

 

“What took you so long?”  Candy Cain coyly asked.

 

Before Eve could reply, she found herself losing control of her movements.  The music.  It was filling her head.  She let go of her all-powerful staff as she began to sway to the sexually provocative music.  It rattled onto the poolside cement. 

 

“What happening to me?!” She exclaimed.

 

“It looks like you’re starting to get funky!”  Mocked the villainous demoness.

 

Eve danced awkwardly as her cape came undone by itself.  

 

“My garments are coming off.  I’m.... I’m being stripped.....!”  She gasped.

 

“You are sooooo observant.” Candy sarcastically replied.

 

Moments later, her bra unsnapped and fell to the ground.  The voluptuous goddess’s firm DD’s bounced about freely.

 

“Without your precious staff, you’re as helpless as little girl.  And you know what we do to little girls.”  Candy smirked.  “I’d like to introduce you to an old acquaintance.”

 

The black pool waters bubbled as a massive eye broke the surface.

 

“Cephallus!  I thought I recognized your foul stench!  I warned you that if you as so much set a single slimy tentacle on this plane, you‘d pay dearly.”  Eve declared.

 

“That’s some tough talk.“ Candy smirked. “Look down Eve.  Your muff is about to get puffed.”

 

She snapped her fingers.

 

KAPOOFFFF!!!!

 

Eve stared down at her puffed-out panties with curly blond hairs jutting out the edges.  As she discoed, her white bottoms slid off her hips and down to her ankles.   Wearing only her high-heels, Eve could not believe her eyes.  Her fluffy, over-grown crotch hairs looked like a giant pubic dandelion. 

 

“What the?!  What have you done to me?!”

 

“It looks like someone voted for Bush!”  Candy laughed.

 

“You’re making a big mistake!  I’m going to make sure that you live to regret....”

 

“Be quiet, you fool!”  Candy yelled.  “Let me tell you what’s on tap for this evening.  First, you’re going to get a poke in the whiskers.  Once your virginity is stolen, your magical powers will be gone for good.  Then, you’ll be seeded like all these other silly sluts.  And finally, as a bonus, I’m going to enjoy watching you get your big fat tits sucked dry.”

 

“Cephallus!!!!  FUCK HER!!!”

 

“No!!!”  Eve cried.

 

The music stopped.  A sticky leaf-tipped tentacle emerged from the water; it whipped about in the air before slapping into her bush.  Eve looked down.  Her pubic hairs were stuck to the tentacle as if it were flypaper.

 

“Yes!!!!  You’ve got her by the cunt hairs!  Reel ‘er in!”  Candy commanded.

 

Eve was in shock.  She looked down.  The Staff of Athena was out of reach.  Hunched and straining, she was forced to enjoin in a humiliating game of tug-of-war.

 

“I can’t lose like this!   I’ve got to think straight and use what little power I have left.”

 

Her efforts were fruitless.  The Guardian of Purity was pulled by her pubes to the pool’s edge.  There more tentacles greeted her.  They wrapped around her limbs and lifted her high into the air. 

 

With his giant yellow-eye,  Cephallus looked up at a most precious sight.  Eve’s bare bottom was directly above.  The luscious vixen writhed and struggled, as her legs were forced apart.  It was time for her impregnation.

 

“I don’t have much time left.  This is my last chance!”  She thought to herself.

 

In a final act of desperation, Eve summoned her remaining strength.  The devilish music no longer clouded her thoughts.  Reaching out for her staff, she cried.

 

“For I am pure in thought and deed.   Come to me in my time of need!”

 

There was a sudden gush of wind.  Candy gasped as the Staff of Athena flew into the air and soared straight to Eve’s right hand.

 

“Ah ha!!!  You thought you’d won, but good always triumphs over wickedness.  Now, evil doers you are going to be sorry!  Prepare to beg for....  ngh!!!” 

 

Unfortunately, Eve’s second of delay was costly.  Directly underneath her exposed vagina, a phallic tentacle rocketed upward and into her privates. 

 

FOOMP!

 

The shock of it caused her staff to fall from her hands.  It splashed and sunk into the black waters below.

 

“Oh no! My staff!”

 

Eve looked down at the unblinking eye. The head of the cock-tipped tentacle spread her labia, as the upward pressure increased.

 

“Oh my god!  My maidenhead!   It‘s....  it‘s going in me!”  Eve cried.

 

Candy was full of mock pity. 

 

“Oh! Too bad!  You almost got away, but it looks like Cephallus is going to pop your cherry.  Then, you won’t be a Guardian of Purity any more.”

 

Eve’s mind raced.  She remembered her last encounter with Cephallus.  It was the 70’s.  In the deep South, a group of college girls had found a secluded creek and decided to skinny dip.  The young coeds had doffed their jean shorts and undies and dove in, unaware of the creature lying in wait at the murky bottom.  She had arrived a minute too late.  From the water’s edge, she watched the girl’s chests heave forward as their heads flew back.  One-by-one the southern beauties cried out as their peaches were plundered.

 

Now, Eve was about to experience the same loss of innocence.  She bit her lip and winced.  Although, she couldn’t see past her massive bush, she could feel the hardened member pressing itself into her vagina.

 

“No!  Stop..... oh.....”

 

It gave a short, quick thrust.

 

SPOP!

 

The deed was done!  The tender fabric of her virginity had given way.  Like the southern belles, Eve’s chest heaved outward as her head rocked backward.  As Candy Cain had promised, the Guardian of Purity received a dreaded “poke in the whiskers”.  

 

“That’s it Cephallus.  Her powers are gone forever.  Fuck her and fill her with seed!” Candy laughed.

 

SLAP, SLAP, SLAP

 

Eve’s pussy was rhythmically pumped as the last remnants of her hymen were torn away.

 

“ngh! ngh! noooo....” She moaned.

 

Sex was a foreign concept to a Guardian of Purity.  It was strictly forbidden.  Now, Eve felt the primal lust of the centuries-old sex demon flowing into her.   It had all happened so quickly.  Her mind was in a state of shock.

 

“This can’t be happening.  I’m a Guardian of Purity.  My powers are far beyond that of any demon.  How could I have been defeated? oh!  oh my god!  I‘ve never felt anything like this before!” She thought. 

 

The tentacle tantalized her pink interior.  She opened her mouth to scream, but out came a cry of ecstasy.    The once graceful goddess had been reduced to a sex-crazed animal.  Pulling on the tentacles restraining her, Eve grunted and thrusted her hips in beat with the piston in her pussy.  Soon, she felt the cock head reach her cervix.

 

“oooooo!” She cooed.

 

With the ovipositor buried in her furry snatch, she felt a rumble down at the base.

 

Grrbbllll!! Blorp! Blorp! Blorp!

 

A series of lumps appeared.  They were traveling up the tentacle to her unprotected vagina.  The tendrils around her tightened.  Resistance was futile.  Eve felt the first egg reach her the lips of her pussy.

 

FOOMP!

 

“noooo!” She moaned.

 

SLOOP!

 

With a quick contraction, it was pushed inside of her, followed by another and another and another.  The eggs continued their journey up her vaginal canal, making their home in her fertile womb.  Eve looked down at her belly bump.

 

“Oh my god!  I’ve been impregnated!”

 

Her knew her ordeal was not over as she watched two cone-tipped tentacles emerge from the water.   They were milk suckers.  Each of Candy’s promises were coming true.  Her defeat was going to be three-fold.  Phase 1 was defloweration.  Next, was Phase 2: impregnation.  Now it was time for phase 3.... humiliation. 

 

“Please don’t...”   She whined.

 

Cephallus took delight in watching her twist and turn, trying to evade them.  As they approached, her nipples felt the rush of air from the suction.

 

FOOMP!  FOOMP!

 

She watched as her massive mammeries were drawn into the leathery cups.

 

“oooooo!  The suction is incredible!”

 

Her nipples hardened.  Milk began to come out in long, warm spurts as the cups squeezed and pulled on her lactating tits.

 

SLURP!!!! SLURP!!!!!!

 

It was what she had been told.  Sex demons offered a moment of unworldly pleasure followed by a lifetime of shame and regret.  The milkers were relentless.  Her once beautiful breasts were now streaked with veins.  They were being drained before her very eyes.  The insatiable suckers pulled, tugged, and twisted until the last drop of milk was wrung from her chest.  The cups released their hold, leaving Eve’s wrinkled, sagging sacks swaying down to her waist. 

 

“My breasts!  They’re ruined!!!”  She cried.

 

Sexually exhausted and dizzy with morning sickness, the defeated heroine was deposited on a poolside lounge chair. 

 

Candy gazed downward with a look of satisfaction.  “Well done Cephallus!  The look on her face, the moment you nailed her, was priceless.”

 

In a triumphant display, a tangle of tentacles splashed upward.  Cephallus was holding the Staff of Athena.

 

“Don’t...”

 

Candy didn’t have time to finish her sentence.

 

The tentacles snapped the wooden staff in two.  There was a howl of frigid air.    The pool was frozen solid.  Cephallus looked like a twisted ice sculpture entry in a winter carnival contest.  One of his tentacles broke off at its base and shattered.  Candy’s mouth fell open. 

 

“You stupid squid!  I could have told you not to do that!”

 

******************************************************************

 

An hour later...

 

Two girls tiptoed up to the front door of the Fairmont house.

 

“What!?  Are we just going to ring the doorbell?”  Vesper spoke in a loud whisper.

 

“No.  Of course not...um, maybe.... I’m thinking....  The lights are on, but don’t hear any voices.  I can’t tell if Eve’s inside.”  Tiffany replied.

 

“Let’s sneak around back Tiff.”

 

“Yeah.  Good plan.”

 

Just then, the front door creaked open. 

 

Vesper gulped. “I think someone knows we’re here.”

 

Tiffany tried to remain calm. 

 

“Well, think of it this way.  Maybe Eve was victorious.  If not, she needs our help.  That’s why we came.  Either way, we should go inside and find out.  Come on!”

 

With Tiffany holding her wand and Vesper grasping her emerald necklace, the pair reluctantly entered the house.  Strangely, the living room was empty. 

 

“Where is everybody?” Tiffany asked.

 

Vesper tugged her arm.  “I don’t like this.  Let’s go.”

 

With a puff of smoke, Candy Cain was standing before them in her schoolgirl outfit.  On either side of her stood a handsome incubus. 

 

“Hello girls.  It’s so nice to see both of you again.  Let me offer you a bedtime snack.”

 

The incubi’s trousers fell to the ground.  Tiffany and Vesper’s eyes were drawn downward.  Their thick cocks hardened into erections. Candy softly coaxed the shy teens.

 

“Get on your knees girls.”

 

The demoness was unaware that they had both imbibed a lesbian love potion.  The sight of the male anatomy was revolting.

 

“Never!” Tiffany cried.

 

She fired a force bolt from her wand.  Candy was knocked backward. 

 

“What have you done with Eve?  Tell us!” Vesper demanded.

 

“Well, I see we’re going to have to do this the hard way.” Candy replied.

 

She snapped her fingers.

 

Tiffany and Vesper looked down as the buttons on their low rise jeans unsnapped.  Their jeans and panties promptly dropped to their ankles as if pulled down by invisible hands, exposing their privates.

 

With her wand, Tiffany quickly cast a circle of protection.

 

“That will keep us safe for a few minutes.  Now Vesper!”

 

The girls pulled up their pants.  Soon, Vesper began to whisper something in her soft low voice.

 

Candy was furious.  With a wave of her hand, the incubi left the room.  She snapped her fingers.  Nothing. 

 

“The spell is still holding, but for how long?” Tiffany worried. 

 

She wanted to tell Vesper to hurry, but that would break her concentration.  Candy snapped her fingers again.  This time more loudly.  Nothing.  Vesper was quivering with her eyes closed, as she continued with the counter spell.  One mistake and all would be lost.  With a sigh of relief, she opened her eyes and stood up straight. 

 

“That‘s it?”  Tiffany asked.

 

Vesper smiled and gave a short nod.

 

The girls looked at Candy Cain, smiled, and waved goodbye.  The sex demoness was perplexed. Her sweet demeanor evaporated. 

 

“What have you idiots done?”

 

Tiffany cleared her throat.  “Let me explain.  My new b.f.f., Vesper, just recited, in your presence,  the entire invocation that brought you here..... backwards.”

 

“You tricked me, but now the spell is broken.  You and your creepy pals have to go.”  Vesper added.

 

Candy clapped her hands.  “Very good girls.  I’m quite impressed.   I must admit that I underestimated you.  Well done.  But, before we go, I like to leave you both with a parting gift.”

 

She snapped her fingers. The girls looked down and saw they were standing on a large plastic mat with multi-colored dots.  Looking up, they both shot a puzzled glace at Candy Cain.

 

“What?  You’ve never played strip twister before?  Since you’re both “best friends forever”, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

 

The incubi reentered the living room.  They were holding two large brown eggs. 

Candy spoke again.  “Eve says “hi”.  She’d love to join you, but she’s quite busy at the moment.  She laid these two eggs just for you.  The summoning spell is broken and we have to go, but the octocrons will be staying.  Being born of a human womb gives them special visa.  They’ll be waiting here for you after you’ve finished playing your game.  They’ll tickle your pink for awhile before they get serious.   Then you’ll join Eve and the rest of your schoolmates as fat and happy breeders.  Have fun girls!  Bye bye!”

 

Tiffany and Vesper were speechless.  Candy gave a quick wave and disappeared.  The incubi followed.  The girls were alone in the silent living room.

 

“What just happened?”  Vesper asked.

 

“I think we just won,...... and lost.”  Tiffany replied.

 

Vesper tried to move her feet but they were stuck to red and blue circles.

 

“I’m can’t lift my feet Tiffany!”

 

“I know.  Don’t worry.  We’ll figure a way out of this.”

 

Tiffany was trying to move as well, but without any luck.

 

“Tiff?”

 

“Tiff?”

 

“Shhh.  I’m trying to cast a teleport spell.”

 

“Tiff.  It’s your turn.”

 

“What?”

 

The teen witch looked up.  Mounted on the wall were two signs labeled “Tiffany” and “Vesper”.  Tiffany’s read “Left foot, green.”  Below those words, a counter had reached nil.  With a puff of smoke, Tiffany wand was gone. 

 

“My wand?!”

 

“I tried to tell you!” Vesper yelled as she lunged for a yellow circle with her left hand.

 

“Vesper you’ve got to use your necklace!”

 

“I can’t.”  Vesper grunted.  “Now, my left hand’s stuck.”

 

It was then that the girls realized the extent of their predicament.  The diabolical game did not give them time to think.  The timer sped up making a moment’s hesitation costly.  The young witches were on the constant move.  In addition, the positions of the colors constantly shifted.  It was as if the mat was consciously trying to weave their bodies together.  Soon, the teen’s limbs were intertwined.  Vesper was straining on all fours with Tiffany underneath; their lips just inches away.

 

“Right hand yellow”

 

Tiffany scanned the mat.  The yellow dot was just out of reach.

 

Poof!

 

Her jeans disappeared.  The girls stared at one another. Only their bras and cotton panties remained.  The girls continued as they were stretched and twisted to their limits.  Gradually, their positions shifted until each had her head between the other’s thighs.  Vesper watched as her bra evaporated.

 

“We’re almost naked!”  She whined.

 

“Think Vesper!  This is another of Candy‘s humiliating traps.  The purpose of the game is to remove all our clothes.  Those eggs are going to hatch any second and we‘re being served on a platter!”  Tiffany replied.

 

With Vesper’s bottom in the way, it was hard to see the sign. 

 

“What’s my sign say?”  She grunted. 

 

After a puff of smoke, Tiffany looked down at her pink nipples.

 

“Too late again.  We‘ve got to keep our panties on.” She fretted.

 

Vesper was struggling to reach her next target in time.  She failed.  In the next instance, Tiffany found her herself staring at her bare behind.  The circles released their hold on Vesper.  Her bottom landed on Tiffany face.  The distraction cost Tiffany her panties.

 

Poof!

 

The pernicious party-game had defeated the young witches, stripped them nude, and left them in the 69 position.  The girls clumsily stood up.  Tiffany turned to her friend.

 

“We’ve got to get out of here and.....”

 

Splursh!

 

Her mouth fell open.  A slimy, brown-speckled tentacled mass had attached itself to her friend’s crotch.  Vesper was looking down at it in a state of shock.  Tiffany looked over and saw that one of the eggs had hatched.  A moment later, the second egg burst open.

 

Whoosh!  Splursh!

 

Tiffany and Vesper fell backward onto the living room sofa with octocrons wrapped around their loins like writhing, rubbery panties.  The teens pulled and tugged at the creatures.

 

“I.... I... can’t get it off!”  Tiffany cried.

 

“It’s licking my....oooooh”  Vesper couldn’t finish her sentence.

 

The girl’s protests became muted as their breathing got heavy.   The octocrons had started their mating ritual.  Tiffany and Vesper felt hot wet tongues lapping up their slits.

The topless girls looked at one another with one last longing glance.  The lascivious creatures doubled their efforts and made a mockery of their love.  The blushing waifs looked away from each other and watched their nipples stand at attention.  The insatiable muff munching monsters flicked their hardened clits and tongued their twats.  The sex demons had an instinctive knowledge of the female sexual anatomy.   Soon, the young lovers appeared completely unaware of the other’s presence.  The freckled teens squeezed their small, firm breasts and spread their thighs wider.  Vesper was the first to be deflowered.  She felt her labia being spread apart and let out a high pitched moan.  Her octocron’s cock had penetrated her privates.  Tiffany was next.  Her tits shook as her octocron rammed its rod into her pink.  The whole experience was overwhelming.  Tears ran down their flush cheeks as the octocrons pumped their tender pussies.  The demons gradually worked their sex organs up the girl’s love canals. 

 

The beautiful witches were on their backs with their knees on their chests.  The octrocron’s cocks eventually reached the girl’s wombs, their final destination.  Tiffany and Vesper had run out of time and luck.  They were about to join Eve as mindless breeders. 

 

SQUIIIISSSSSS!

 

The squid-like creatures squeezed a dark, seed-rich tar into their fertile wombs.  The teens watched their abdomens begin to bulge.

 

Vesper gritted her teeth.  “Ngh!  It’s filling me!”

 

“Ugh!  We’ve been impregnated.  We’ve failed Vesper!” 

 

 The octocrons emptied their seed sacks into the girl’s vaginas.   With their mission accomplished, the creatures slid off and slithered away in search of another conquest.  Vesper and Tiffany stared at the ceiling in a daze while their stomachs continued to gurgle and grow.  An hour later, their bellies were stretched to absurd proportions.  One contraction followed another.  Tiffany’s tight little pussy was stretched to its limits as she struggled to birth her first egg.

 

SPLOP!

 

It fell on into the carpet with a dull thud.  A moment later, Vesper’s now monstrous snatch belched out an even larger egg.

 

SPLORB!!

 

The young heroines had failed to stop the invasion. 

************************************************************************

 

Tiffany’s friend, Lucy, was still fast asleep in her bed where Eve had left her.  The soft creak of her bedroom window opening did not wake her.   The eighteen-year-old tussled about in bed as if in the middle of  an erotic dream.  An octocron quietly slipped under her bed covers.  It gently pulled down her panties and affixed itself to her warm brown pussy.  The startled Latina sat up.

 

Whoorsh! Splat!

 

Another octocron launched forward and wrapped around the girl’s face.  From underneath, Lucy gave muffled cries until the octocron stuffed its cock in her mouth.  Like Tiffany and Vesper before her and the hundreds to follow, Lucy felt a hot wet tongue exploring her vulva.  She could hear her older sister’s moans coming from the adjoining bedroom.  Minutes later, Lucy laid naked on her bed with cum oozing from her slit. She had been ravished and impregnated. 

 

Candy Cain had succeeded.  Across the city, octocrons were sneaking into pink-colored bedrooms and defiling the daughters of Beachcoast. 

 

THE END.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.