Erika took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. The tension in the room was incredible, everyone staring at her. Her next action would decide at minimum the fate of her friends' lives, and possibly the lives of everyone in the world. Would she be able to pull this off? Could the Mad Witch of Minot really succeed, where so many others before her failed? Only fate knew, but she had to try.
Erika raised the pink sparkly dodecahedron to her lips, giving it a gentle kiss for luck before throwing it out onto the table in front of her. The object bounced across the table, spinning in all three dimensions as it went, bouncing over a miniature figure before pausing on the edge between choices for a long second.
In the tense silence, a faint buzz was audible, but only for a fraction of a second before the die nded. Erika leapt to her feet, screaming in joy. "NATURAL TWENTY! That has to hit, right?" She turned, high-fiving the other three women sitting on her side of the table, who grinned at her. Erika turned, awaiting the response, her pixie cut dyed pink hair swirling around her sharp cheekbones as she did. Blue eyes stared confidently, a smug smile on her lips as she crossed her arms under modest breasts.
The fifth woman in the room, sitting across from the first four, grimaced, gncing down. She was cd in a dark robe, a cardboard screen in front of her, concealing a ptop and a tablet as well as a stack of papers and multiple empty soda cans. Her long bck hair hung in messy strands, greasy from an evening of sitting in a basement, drinking sugary beverages, and eating junk food. With a sigh, she acknowledged the roll. "Yes, that hits. Roll for damage."
Erika scooped up five twelve-sided dice, blowing on them and rolling them out across the table. The dice spun wildly then settled, Erika rapidly doing the math in her head. "That's 31 points of radiant damage. Suck it, lich!" She gesticuted wildly, thrusting her hips and waving her arms toward her crotch.
"And with that, the lich crumbles into dust, your party having sin him for the st time after having destroyed his phyctery earlier in the campaign. Well done, heroes!" The women broke into cheers, hugging and high-fiving each other again. Over the next few minutes, they packed their books, dice, and other supplies into backpacks, preparing to depart the dingy basement. It was nearly three o'clock in the morning, and they were all exhausted, though the thrilling conclusion of the campaign had them buzzing. It had been a long six months of py, three times a week, but the women enjoyed their gaming sessions and prioritized it above all else.
"Thanks everyone, it was a lot of fun! Please take some leftover pizza with you on the way out. I'll be upstairs in a few minutes, just have a few things to clean up. Erika, if I could have a word please? No, go ahead everyone, we'll be up in a few." The dungeon master, Wendy, shooed the other three women upstairs.
"What's up, Lost Girl?" Erika asked, calling Wendy by a pet name she'd just made up on the spot. Wendy frowned at her, clearly upset and not liking the familiarity. Erika winced, maybe it wasn't the best time to try out new nicknames.
"Erika, what was that buzz during the final attack on the lich? Are you somehow cheating with the dice?" Erika flushed, embarrassment and anger mixing on her face.
"No! Of course not, I would never cheat on dice rolls."
"I'm not sure if I can believe you. What was it?" Erika shifted on her feet, gncing around the room. "If you don't tell me the truth, I'm going to have to ban you from pying here."
Erika leapt forward, protesting. "No, that's bullshit, that's not fair. I'm not cheating!"
"What was the buzz? It wasn't a phone, I know that much. What was it?" Erika looked at her feet, mumbling something. "Huh?"
Still staring at her feet, in a barely audible voice, Erika said, "Bullet vibrator in my panties."
"WHAT?" Wendy shrieked. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Erika continued staring at the floor. "You're fucking serious? You were sitting here masturbating in front of us all night long while we pyed, in my house?" Erika nodded, ashamed. "Get the fuck out. Get out of my house, get out of our gaming club, just get the fuck out. You are henceforth banned from the Minot Witches Gaming Club. That's beyond inappropriate."
Erika glumly walked the stairs from the basement to the main floor of the house, situated on the outskirts of Minot, North Dakota. She could feel the vibrator in her panties pulsing, but now the feeling had turned sour. Erika wished she could turn the damn thing off, but there was no way that Wendy was going to let her use the bathroom at this point. She wasn't sure why she thought it had been a great idea to wear the bullet vibrator to their st gaming session, but clearly it had backfired on her. If she was being honest with herself, she got off on the excitement of being surrounded by the attractive women in the club and the fact they didn't know she was creaming her panties while staring at them. It wasn't the most ethical thing that Erika had ever done, in hindsight.
She stalked to her car, a twelve-year-old compact that was not holding together well after so many winters in North Dakota. She was going to have to repce it fairly soon, but her sary as the junior librarian at the Minot Public Library was not exactly going to be supplying her with a top tier automobile. The other women had stayed indoors, Wendy discussing "The Erika Situation" with them as she performed the walk of shame down the sidewalk. Thankfully none of them were coworkers, but Erika was going to have another long and boring day sitting in the library tomorrow, only now without the escape of gaming to break the monotony.
Erika climbed into her car, staring at the steering wheel. "FUCK!" she yelled, pounding her fist against the steering wheel. The horn honked as she accidentally struck it. She saw a light from Wendy's neighbor's house turn on, someone she'd accidentally woken up. Oops!, she thought. Wendy leaned her head out of her front door, stage-whispering as she yelled, "Shut the fuck up! It's the middle of the goddamned night!" With a fit of rage, Erika turned the car on, revving the engine and honking the horn a few more times, jauntily waving her middle finger toward the house and yelling at the top of her lungs, "Bye Wendy! Thanks for the great gaming session!" She hoped it woke up the whole damn block. Fucking bitch, banning me from gaming.
An hour ter, Erika unlocked her front door and walked in to her house in Antler, North Dakota. There was absolutely nothing for her here, but it was cheap, which honestly was the key consideration when looking at her annual sary for the library. She walked into the small house, the bullet vibrator continuing to buzz insistently against her clitoris. Erika had already decorated for Halloween, or maybe her house was just in a constant state of Halloween, she wasn't sure which considering it was mid-August - it really depended on how honest she was being about her general ziness. Pstic cauldrons, skeletons, witch apparel, and ghosts littered her front porch and living room.
As she entered her bedroom, she flipped on her lights and gnced around. She'd rewired the house when she bought it - her friends thought she was weird, but rather than a standard overhead light and fan combination, she had repced the fan with some eyehooks in the ceiling, and then installed spooky green lighting around the base of the room. Erika stripped naked, flinging her clothes into a giant pile of unwashed undry in the corner, making a mental note to deal with it on her next day off. She turned off the vibrator, pcing it on her bathroom counter, before crawling into bed naked. Worst night gaming ever, she thought to herself. Maybe Wendy won't be so mad in the morning. They are literally the only other people in this part of the state that py, they can't really kick me out, right? Erika sighed, closing her eyes, and drifted off to a sexually frustrated oblivion.
The light of morning hadn't improved Wendy's mood, unfortunately. Erika awoke to a group text from the Minot Witches, Wendy speaking on behalf of the group. "Erika, we talked it over and agreed, you are banned for life from gaming with us. Grow up and quit acting like a slut. It's seriously gross."
"Fuck," Erika said, staring at the phone. "FUCK!" The twenty-year-old stepped out of bed, staring at herself in the full-length mirror on the wall. Erika was fairly good-looking, she thought, but she definitely leaned into the goth type, which wasn't super popur up here in North Dakota. Not enough gothy lesbians around, she thought glumly. She was five and a half feet tall, definitely on the shorter side, but thin with pale skin. Perky but modest B-cup breasts pointed straight forward, barbell piercings ensuring her nipples were always visible regardless of the weather. Her short pink hair framed a pleasant face, tattoos tracing down her shoulders, arms, and stomach. She had splurged her inheritance from her grandparents on a lot of ink, various magical symbols drawn by one of her favorite artists sketched out across her body. A giant tentacle monster was positioned on her upper torso, its tentacles draped around her breasts. Her legs were decorated with winding poison ivy vines, colorful twenty-sided dice mixed among the leaves.
"Fuck," she said again, unhappily. Now I won't have anyone to game with. Her gaze drifted around her bedroom, trying to find something to counter her spiraling depression. As she was about to give up, she gnced through the bedroom door into the living room and spotted the giant delivery box she'd left on her couch the prior day, right before she'd had to run to work and then the gaming session. "Yes!" Erika pumped her fist in victory, having forgotten all about the package in the rush of the previous day and this morning's unfortunate news.
With a broad smile, Erika unpacked her new acquisition, throwing the empty box to the side and marveling at the object inside. An enormous pink and purple tentacle dildo sat on her kitchen table, fifteen inches from base to tip and nearly as wide at the base as it was tall. She ran her hands up and down the tentacle's length in awe, excited. As she stood in her kitchen, she gnced out the front window of her house. There wasn't much out there, just country roads, farms, and the Canadian border. Erika did enjoy being able to walk around nude all the time, one of the few nice perks about living in fucking nowhere.
Erika walked back into her bedroom, tentacle tucked under her arm, as the still-nude girl gnced around. In order to properly welcome the tentacle to her house, she was going to need to set the scene and really commit to this one. This deserved a celebratory rite, an earth-shattering orgasm to break in the new toy, while helping her move past the previous day's negativity. Erika stepped over to her bed, stripping the comforter from it and leaving her bck satin sheets exposed. With a practiced hand, Erika grabbed pre-cut lengths of rope and attached them to the bolts in the ceiling, velcro cuffs dangling above the bed.
She stepped over to her dresser, lighting several witch-themed candles she had purchased online and turning on her spooky bedroom lights. She pulled an authentic "Evil Witch" hat from her closet, pcing it jauntily on her head, while also grabbing a colr which she affixed snugly around her neck. Erika then reached into her bedside table, rummaging around and withdrawing a chain, which she clipped onto one nipple, gasping at the pain, then threading it through a ring in the colr before reaching down to her other nipple. The chain was intentionally just a little too short, so both of her breasts were painfully tugged upwards, the nipples straining against the cmps.
Gncing around to ensure everything else was ready, Erika raised the tentacle above her head, marching toward her bed. "I call forth the ancient and unseen, the tentacled horror that slumbers in the depths of maidens' dreams! Let the eldritch power coursing through my loins resonate with you and awaken you, bringing you forth into this mortal pne! Summoned by my desire, I call forth the tentacle monster to join me in my carnal rites, ravishing my body!" She smiled as she did so, briefly breaking character, but quickly affixing a serious expression back on her face. Erika grabbed a remote control from the bedside table, pressing a button and turning on loud music, the thumbing bass vibrating her bones, then she pced the enormous tentacle dildo on her bed, climbing over and standing above it. She reached up, grabbing one of the ropes from the ceiling and attaching it to her colr, then quickly cuffed both of her wrists, attaching herself to the ropes on the ceiling.
Erika looked down at the tentacle dildo. It looked way bigger from this perspective. She gulped, suddenly doubting herself and her ability to take such an object into her vagina. No, no more doubts. I can do this! I want to do this! Erika slowly lowered herself down, the tentacle's tip teasing her swollen and wet lips. She braced her hands against the ropes, continuing to ease herself down onto the tentacle. Oh FUCK, she thought, her mind starting to go crazy with lust as the tentacle's suckers ribbed into the walls of her vagina as Erika slowly eased down on the dildo. So good.
Erika felt a thrumming sound - deep in her bones - as everything seemed to freeze, the enormous tentacle dildo almost seeming to wriggle as she slipped, her body sinking down deep onto the massive appendage. The sound intensified, doubling in volume and rattling her teeth. Her vision faded to white, then violently shifted through a range of colors she couldn't even describe, ending at a pid-patterned purple that seemed to vibrate in time with the thrumming sound, before finally there was a loud pop that knocked her unconscious and everything went bck.
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She opened her eyes, blinking slowly, as she felt the tentacle writhing inside of her. Erika screamed in surprise, orgasming, as she filed against the ropes that held her. Gncing around, she saw herself in the mirror - witch's hat, pink hair, colr around her neck and wrists chaining her to the ceiling, nipples cmped painfully, and a fucking tentacle visible against her abdomen, writhing back and forth, as she moaned, her body spasming again.
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Pink text floated in her vision as she colpsed forward, the ropes holding her limp body in pce, the tentacle continuing to thrust inside the exhausted girl. She could feel the little nubs on it rubbing against her clitoris, the enormous length hitting her g-spot, filling her beyond belief. A steady "shlick" noise was audible in the room as it continued pumping in and out. How in the hell did a dildo do this? she thought. What the fuck? Erika moaned, orgasming yet again, the tentacle relentless against her sex. Best purchase ever.
Time passed, Erika unsure how much, as the girl rode the waves of lust, each crest an orgasm, each trough a moment to breath before ascending again to the next screaming orgasm. Eventually, she felt the tentacle withdraw with a slurp, her body limp against the ropes, dangling from the ceiling of her bedroom. She felt the pull on her arms and on her neck, realizing it probably wasn't a smart idea to chain her neck to the ceiling of her room. It felt like a good way to end up dead, but still pretty sexy. Erika hoped the EMTs who found her corpse at least appreciated the scene.
A nude woman walked in through her bedroom door, staring at the sweaty and exhausted Erika. An absolutely stunning blonde woman wearing nothing but a transparent nightgown that barely clung to her skin stood there, letting out a whistle of appreciation. The mystery woman personified sex: two incredibly perky and full breasts, nipples that were already hard, a small patch of blond fuzz above her pussy, smooth skin, blonde hair cascading down around a face that could unch a thousand ships - or boners.
"Now that's a sight I'd love to see a lot more of," the mystery woman said. "It's not every day you meet someone so eager for tentacles they'll summon me in the process."
"What? Who? How did you get into my house?" Erika managed, twisting in confusion as the ropes still held her. She gnced up, trying to undo the Velcro straps of the wrist cuffs, but somehow they had been repced by locking leather cuffs. Erika was trapped, cuffed to her own ceiling, unable to break free. "What the hell?"
The woman stepped forward onto Erika's bed, kneeling in front of the other woman, her nipples a millimeter from Erika's own, her breath hot against Erika's neck, as she reached up and grabbed onto the ropes holding Erika in pce. "Didn't you want me here? You asked me to show up. You're going to hurt my feelings, Erika."
Erika blinked, surprised. "How do you know who am I? What do you mean I wanted you here? I mean, fuck, you're gorgeous. You can absolutely stay. Do you want to have sex?" Erika winced at her boldness, not exactly the smoothest proposition she'd ever attempted. She leaned forward, trying to accidentally brush her nipples against the amazingly gorgeous woman's. The woman allowed it, leaning forward, her own body pressing against Erika's nude and sweaty frame.
She breathed into Erika's ear. "What do you say? Want to have some more tentacle fun?" Erika nodded, her brain barely able to process her situation. She could feel the mystery woman's hands running up and down her nude body, cupping her breasts, her ass, feeling something probing forward, spreading her pussy and asshole, as something slithered up her body, wrapping around her neck and entering her surprised and open mouth. She blinked, staring at herself in the mirror in shock, as a nest of pink tentacles erupted from the bed around her.
Erika felt the first tentacle spread her nether lips, gently teasing her clitoris, as she moaned into the tentacle that twisted around her tongue. A second tentacle pushed its way into her, pumping furiously as it entered her horribly stretched vagina, still recovering from the sheer size of the dildo. She yelped in shock as a thinner tentacle pressed into her asshole, but quickly was distracted by the tentacle throat-fucking her. Erika opened her eyes again, seeing the mystery woman still right in front of her, an outstretched hand resting on her jaw.
"You're going to do great things, Erika. But you need to work well with others. You cannot do this alone. Find my other champions and build your power together. Rule the world for me. Save the world for me. Bring my light to counter the darkness."
Erika blinked, unable to process the words that the mystery woman was saying, her body being absolutely abused by the tentacle monster. She moaned, continuous orgasms shuddering her frame, as the tentacles continued their efforts. She felt the tentacle in her mouth shudder, and she froze in shock, an unexpected load of thick cum bsting down her throat. Erika gagged, unable to deal with the massive influx of fluids pouring down her esophagus, and the tentacle slowly backed out of her mouth, continuing to pump its sticky loads into her mouth. With a coughing gasp, Erika tried to clear her airways as the tentacle pulled free.
Instead, it continued cumming all over her, pink fluids coating the bound woman, covering her face and body with its liquids. Erika coughed again, spraying the mysterious cum across her sheets. A distant part of her brain noticed that the cum appeared to be glowing, which was certainly weird. More fluids sprayed onto her, and she orgasmed yet again, the tentacles in her pussy and ass pounding back and forth, the rhythm threatening to tear her apart as she felt the twin thrusts cycling back and forth.
Fi stood, patting the cum-coated Erika on the cheek. "Great start, oh lusty disciple of mine. I'll be checking in from time to time!" The goddess stood, pivoting, and walked from the room, only pausing at the doorway to look back and blow a kiss at the restrained woman. A glowing pink lipstick kiss tattooed itself onto her forehead, right where a mystical third eye might be. Erika moaned, orgasming again as the tattoo took hold on her skin, the tentacles continuing to thrust deep into her body.
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