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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 11, 2020 10:52:26 GMT -6
Ryan acknowledged his stepsister once he slipped his iPhone X, replete with a 007 logo on the outer casing, back into his trouser pocket. He checked his watch, a Rolex that was given to him as a Christmas present 3 years ago. The time was now 10:15, much to his stepmother’s relief.
"This is the church? Thought it’d be bigger." Ryan asked quizzically. The majority of churches in his native England were brick and mortar and stood the test time in the ever-changing world. In his eyes, this looked small and unassuming in the early spring sunshine amidst the backdrop of leafless woodland, more fit for a shotgun wedding than Sunday service.
"Sometimes less is more, Ryan. Now let’s not keep everyone waiting." Anna encouraged, followed by a sullen Bella and a disinterested stepson.
They ascended the eleven short steps towards the bright red wooden double doors. Anna opened them to reveal the interior of the church. Rows of wooden pews lined the aisle, the tiled floor covered by a long red mat. A wooden pulpit sat at the very front of the room. Today’s congregation was mostly Middle America families with their children, several senior citizens, a few random Bible bashers obsessed with converting everyone and anyone they see, and the obligatory overbearing African American women obsessed with following the path of the righteousness.
"The nightmare begins." Bella muttered to herself, to no one, folding her arms.
Ryan’s green eyes scanned the church, not recognising a single face he may have seen from around town, school, or the neighbourhood. Absentmindedly, he placed his hands in his pockets, already less than impressed.
"More like a waiting room for hell." Ryan declared, met with a gaze that read "Be nice" from Anna, her brown eyes warning her children to respect the house of god.
A man in his early forties approached them. He was dressed in a standard issue long sleeved black cassock with 33 buttons and a clerical white collar. His hair was short brown and he had blue-gray eyes. This was Father David Hamilton, the man in charge of the church’s traditional weekly service.
"Miss Thomas. What a pleasant surprise." Father Hamilton smiled warmly, shaking her hand.
"Father." Anna spoke back kindly
"Is this your first time today?" He asked.
"Yes. Just me, my daughter, and my stepson." Anna revealed, introducing Bella and Ryan, a pair of half-hearted smiles on their faces.
"Well, you’ve picked a very fine day, Miss Thomas. I know it’ll seem like a shock to their systems at first, but this day will change their lives and show them why it’s important to have faith." Father Hamilton wisely spoke.
Bella rolled her eyes, looking decidedly out of place in her black long sleeved dress and witch brim hat. She hoped no boy present in the church would chat her up, because that was the last thing she wanted.
"Please, take a seat. The service will start in the next 35 minutes." Father Hamilton smiled, walking away to greet other families.
"This day will change their lives. It’s important to have faith." Bella mocked, mimicking Father Hamilton’s voice like a cartoon character.
"Bella, just please be respectful." Anna lectured.
"Respectful?! In case you haven’t noticed, Mom, I’m not exactly fitting in right now!" Bella cynically sniped.
Ryan, on the other hand, felt a sense of vague uneasiness wash over him, unsure of its cause. Though he couldn’t be positive, it felt as if someone was watching him from inside the church. His fears were about to become confirmed, much to his annoyance.
Cheryl Mansfield sat at least 6 pews ahead to the very front of the church. Her chubby face framed by greasy brown hair in a bob style cut, surrounded by her equally overweight mother and father. She wore an ill-fitting yellow dress that did little to hide her overweight figure. Her amber eyes, as if guided by radar, spotted Ryan several feet away and she rose up from the wooden pew to wave a chubby hand at him, smiling a hideous brace-filled grin. She believed herself to have a crush on Ryan at school, though he never reciprocated this mutual feeling. This caused her to be consumed by jealousy at the fact that she heard that his current girlfriend was the slimmer and more beautiful Tina Rose, but that didn’t stop her from annoying him at school.
"Great. She’s here...... Ryan grumbled, hoping Bella didn’t have the same misfortune as he did.......
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 13, 2020 3:02:43 GMT -6
I felt like I was forced to go to a religious school, only on Sundays. From the moment we walked inside the “The Lord’s House” - what normal people would call a church sometimes - I knew I didn’t fit in. Rows of wooden pews lined the aisle, the tiled floor covered by a long red mat. A wooden pulpit sat at the very front of the room. Today’s congregation was mostly Middle America families with their children, several senior citizens, a few random Bible bashers obsessed with converting everyone and anyone they see, and the obligatory overbearing African American women obsessed with following the path of the righteousness.
But at least I’m out of the sun for an hour. so I can’t really complain. I felt like a total outcast as half of the church goers stared at me, mostly in disgust or disturbed at my appearance, like I had just returned from a funeral or a halloween party as the iconic Wednesday Addams. I took that as a compliment, staring back at them with a "Meh" look on my face, not caring what what they think of me. Anna, Ryan, and myself continued to walk across the long red mat towards the first front row pew of the church, just a few feet across from the wooden pulpit in the center of the room behind the three sets of stairs.
The wooden pulpit had a crucifix display in the center and two candles on each side, along with a bible displayed on top of pulpit. Behind the pulpit was a glorious wooden pipe organ.
As we were about to sit at the front row of the pew, I noticed that Ryan was slightly annoyed by the sight of someone who was also inside the church.
I asked him, “Who?”
Ryan’s eyes narrowed behind us as I turned around to see Cheryl Mansfield sitting at the very front of the church, on the right hand side. Her chubby face framed by greasy brown hair in a bob style cut, surrounded by her equally overweight mother and father. She wore an ill-fitting yellow dress that did little to hide her overweight figure. Ryan internally shuddered at the sight of her.
I recalled Cheryl shyly trying to make failed attempts to get Ryan to notice her everyday at school, mostly during lunch hour or when they share the same chemistry class which Tina was also in. Her presence secretly built jealously within Cheryl, and I almost felt bad for her, only because I can relate when it comes to being treated differently because of our appearance or our shy personality. That all changed after Ryan revealed to me that she would stalk him through the school corridors, especially outside the mens room, waiting for me to come out so she can talk to him. Ryan would wait for the next bell to ring and patiently wait for Cheryl to leave the hallway before it was safe for him to leave the restroom to attend class, or come home.
“Oh…….” I realised, seeing the unwanted object of my stepbrother’s affection sitting across from us on the right side of the church. She was sitting next to her equally overweight parents. Ryan, Anna, and myself sat on the left pew of the church.
“Oh no……Not this kid…..” I muttered, hiding part of my face with my witch brim hat after I turned around to witness a familiar geek like figure walking into the church with his conservative looking parents towards the second pew on the left side of the church behind us……..
It was Henry Winkels. He was a skinny and fragile boy. with a fair skin tone. He sported thick black round shaped reading glasses over his green eyes and short greasy brown hair that was covered with gel and combed back for a clean look. This failed to hide his geekiness as his choice of outfit; a light brown suit with a red braces over his white buttoned shirt with a red bow tie. He carried an inhaler in his right hand to help with his asthma, but it was too late. He spotted me and I gasped quietly, hearing his heavy breathing and watching a creepy smile of delight flash across his face, internally delighted to see me. He took his inhaler and breathed into it for 2 seconds, calming himself down.
The first time I encountered Henry was last year. We shared the same science class before we officially met face to face after I saved him from former bully, head jock and my stepbrother’s arch enemy, Bradley White, and his jock colleagues. They picked on Henry by tripping him up and causing him to fall into a trash can in the cafeteria. I decided to check up on Henry to make sure that he wasn’t physically or mentally broken, because I was once like him when it comes to being bullied myself. I helped him out of the trash can, brushed the garbage off of him and found his broken reading glasses, secretly using my magic to restore them and give them back to him. Henry thanked me as I smiled and walked away. Ever since that moment, Henry believed that I liked him as he had a developed a secret crush on me. Though I saw him as a friend, but never felt the same way for him, I would constantly remind him that we’re just friends, forcing to distance myself farther from him as he wouldn’t leave me alone. Not even after I had made that clear with him multiple times, but he still insisted that I had deep feelings for him too.
“Hi, Bella……I so happy to see you today.” Henry’s annoying geeky and nasally voice spoke from behind me, breathing through his inhaler again to control his asthma, especially after seeing me. The sight of me made him feel even more excited, my appearance literally taking his breathe away. This disturbed me to learn he still has this twisted crush on me.
“Hello, Henry……” I quietly muttered, burying my face in my witch brim hat even more to avoid making a scene, because I really don’t want to hurt the kid, but it was really hard not to when someone I don’t like won’t leave me alone…….
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 13, 2020 9:09:03 GMT -6
Bella, sitting in between Anna and Ryan, regarded this geek with a hidden look of contempt from behind her witch brim hat, barely masking her disdain for Henry. No matter how hard she tried, he still wouldn’t take no for an answer.
"I’ve never seen you at church before. This is so exciting!" Henry cheerfully exclaimed, flashing obscenely pearly white teeth at her, breathing heavily.
Bella shuddered, then turned her head back around, adjusting her hat atop her head. Deep down, she wanted to be somewhere, anywhere, but at church right now. Being half Wiccan didn’t help the accusing stares and fearful glances from most of the churchgoers. Due to her advanced senses, she could hear every disparaging and hurtful remark directed towards her.
"Look at the state of her."
"I’d never let my daughter dress like that."
"That little missy needs to let the Lord in."
"If that was my daughter, she’d be punished."
Bella couldn’t take anymore. Instinctively, she grabbed her mother’s hand next to her in a rather uncharacteristic manner. Every disparaging remark and chatter amongst the congregation had clearly unnerved her.
"Mom, can we sit somewhere else? Please?" Bella begged, her blue eyes pleading up at her solitary guardian, hoping she would notice her distressed look.
"Bella, what’s wrong?" Anna asked, acknowledging her daughter’s distress.
"I don’t feel comfortable here, Mom. It feels like everyone’s watching me." Bella revealed, her own blue eyes glancing to the right at the pews several rows back. A few conservative families were giving her accusatory glares, trying to clearly rattle and upset her.
"Just ignore them, Bella. I promise that once this service is over, we will return home. Now, please. Not another word until it is appropriate to say so." Anna lectured, too busy trying to respect the house of God rather than be a protective mother.
Bella slumped back on her spot on the pew, feeling defeated. As if the one parental figure in her life didn’t care, even if that wasn’t the case.
Ryan, on the other hand, had noticed how uncomfortable Bella was, picking up the glares and stares from several churchgoers. He returned the favour and stared back like a hawk with a look that spoke "Leave her alone or you deal with me." while shaking his head as a warning. He even stared down Henry behind him, who gulped in slight fear while taking a breath from his inhaler.
"Don’t worry. I’ll make sure they get the message." Ryan whispered to his stepsister, showing just how much he had matured in the space of four years. Anna noticed this, a brief look of guilt crossing on her face.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 15, 2020 2:48:36 GMT -6
“Thanks, Ryan. They looked as if they never seen a real witch before.” I sarcastically whispered back to my stepbrother sitting beside me on the right. Anna sat on the left side next to me. Deep down, I felt a little relieved that Ryan was reminding the churchgoers to mind their own business without harassing me because I was, allegedly, born evil just because I’m half Wiccan after my secret advanced senses overheard gossip from churchgoers around us from our pew where we were sitting.
For the record, not all witches are wicked. Besides, I’m only wicked to those who disrespect me, or my family and friends. That’s when I would cross the line, such as casting a spell upon them, which were mostly harmless spells? I swore a long time ago to never use black magic of any kind to harm or kill others, only using my white magic to protect myself and others who are important to me.
Meanwhile, Cheryl, who was sitting on the right side of the pew on the opposite side of the church with her parents. continued to stare at Ryan from the distance, a disturbing and lustful smile across her chubby face.
I wasn’t the one to judge a book by it’s cover. If Cheryl wasn’t such a creepy stalker to Ryan, then she should know by now that he’s currently in a relationship with Tina Rose. I could tell by Cheryl’s expression that she doesn’t care, and that she’ll do whatever it takes to make Ryan hers and hope that he will leave Tina for her instead.
While Cheryl’s parents socialising with other churchgoers around them, Cheryl waved at Ryan. He noticed this as she even blew him a kiss. I could see in Ryan’s green eyes that he was absolutely disturbed by it, nearly shivering to disgust.
So I turned my head to look at Cheryl across from us. She eventually noticed me with my head and face still shielded by my brim hat, staring back at me back like she was looking at a poisonous snake and not an actual witch.
“What are you looking at, freak?” Cheryl asked in a quiet and arrogant voice, so that her parents wouldn’t hear her talking to me.
I kept staring with a grim look that sent an ice-cold chill down Cheryl’s spine as she went from snobby to frightened, her eyes widening in horror by my dead-eyed stare that burned right into her soul, warning her not to look at my stepbrother.
“Leave him alone, Cheryl. Say anything else or I’ll haunt you in your sleep!” I warned, using my telepathic powers to speak into Cheryl’s mind, seeing her face turning ghostly pale at hearing my voice resonating in her head before it disappeared. She silently turned her head away from us and remained silent before her parents noticed that she looked terrified, as if she just seen a ghost. When they asked her what’s going on, she didn’t utter a word after insisting she’s fine in a whispering fearful voice, refusing to look at me or Ryan.
Anna noticed this as she silently stared at both of us with a expression of guilt across her face, placing her right hand on her forehead and shaking her head, feeling embarrassed, but doing her absolute best to not let it interfere with her emotions.
She first whispered to me, “Bella, what did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything…..Just reminded Cheryl to leave Ryan alone.” I whispered back, a sarcastic smirk unfurling on my face as Ryan smirked back as well, deeply appreciating what I did for him. We would always have each other’s back, even if it means going as far as to import drastic measures to remind people not to mess with us. We’re not exactly a normal family, something that Anna needs to understand, despite her intentions to have us live a normal life.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 15, 2020 6:10:07 GMT -6
"Bella, I’ve told you a thousand times. You’re not supposed to use magic when we’re out in public." Anna retorted, her voice as low and unassuming as possible, hoping nobody would hear.
"What’s the big deal, Mom? I was only being subtle." Bella insisted, defending her use of telepathy, a talent she often used to read people’s thoughts, with most of them being resoundingly negative and critical of her overall look. Especially when she was at the mall with Emily or being stared at by the cheerleaders at school.
"I just want you and your stepbrother to behave yourself. We’ve less than 10 minutes before the service begins, so please don’t ruin this important day for us all." Anna reminded her daughter.
Ryan, on the other hand, was once again viewing photos of Tina on his iPhone, preferring to wind down the last few moments. Some photos ranged from Tina in her gothic clothing amidst classy black and white backdrops, as well as ones of her dressed as Catwoman and sitting on Ryan’s lap at last year’s annual Halloween gathering. He smiled happily, knowing that the beautiful short haired goth girl was his.
"She’s beautiful, isn’t she?" He asked, silently showing Bella a few photos of Tina in her lacy black lingerie, complete with a pentagram harness over her chest, fishnets covering her legs and a garter belt. She posed on her knees, atop her bed, with red lipstick on her lips and smoky eyeshadow around her eyes.
"Wow...... I wish I could have that sort of confidence." Bella sighed, fearing that deep down, she would never find someone who would understand her half Wiccan ways and give her the encouragement to be herself. For now, her blue eyes admired the gothic design of Tina’s bedroom from which the selfies were taken.
"Her room looks just like mine." Bella smiled, spotting an ouija board duvet cover and posters of The Crow and The Lost Boys on the wall behind Tina, who entrusted Ryan to keep these photos strictly private, which he did so in a mature manner. His firm dislike of social media meant it wasn’t hard to keep them private.
Ryan then selected the photo of her as Catwoman and sitting on his lap again, which was taken by Enzo, one of his best friends. "Remember this night?" He chuckled, knowing that his stepsister would remember how she took revenge on her chief tormentor, Chloe, in the most satisfying manner possible. Casting a spell that made the stuck up blonde violently sick caused a smirk to cross Bella’s face.
Maybe Sunday Service wasn’t so bad after all......
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 19, 2020 3:12:54 GMT -6
“I sure do……” I whispered with a devilish smirk across my face, recalling the moment when Ryan first met Tina at the Halloween School Dance last year. We met up with my best friend, Emily Dale, along with Ryan’s friends, Enzo Castaldi, Jake Harrigan, Liam O’Grady, and Max O’Grady.
At the Halloween Dance last year, Ryan wasn’t really into the Halloween spirit when we entered, claiming the whole party to be pointless. That was when Tina, clad in her Catwoman suit, came into his life, taking him to a corner of the party for some company. My bully in chief, Chloe Summers, made a failed attempt to humiliate them. It backfired, so she began to harass me instead. But she realised that she made another big mistake to not only mess with my stepbrother. but also had the nerve to mess with me. I performed a prank kind of spell that made the stuck up blonde vomit. When she tried to lunge at me, she slipped and landed in her own vomit.
While all of this was going on, Ryan witnessed the incident that I had secretly caused to Chloe. Deciding that it was time to flee the scene, he took my hand and we ran out of the school, but not before he said goodbye to Tina amd they exchanged numbers. Tina thanked him for a wonderful time that night, despite my wicked, but yet sweet. revenge on Chloe. Even Tina knew that Chloe had it coming. Needless to say, it was a good time for both me and Ryan. He landed a new girlfriend and I got my revenge on my bully that I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.
During the last 10 minutes before the service began, Ryan secretly showed me through several private photos of Tina on his iPhone, revealing her in her Catwoman suit sitting on Ryan’s lap during the Halloween Dance last year, with other private photos of Tina wearing her dark, but beautiful lacy black lingerie, complete with a pentagram harness over her chest, fishnets covering her legs and a garter belt. She posed on her knees, atop her bed, with red lipstick on her lips and smoky eyeshadow around her eyes.
10 minutes later, the Liturgical church began to play the song called, “Jerusalem” through the pipe organ that echoed around the church. Mrs. Betty Cross, who was the church’s musician, was in her early 60’s with her short curly gray hair, round-shaped thin glasses, and wearing a light blue flower hat, a light blue blazer and matching light blue skirt that goes down to her knees, with a white blouse and black Mary Jane flats. Father Hamilton, in his black priest suit, walked across the long red mat with a bible in his hand.
“Ryan…..Bella……Please pay attention. The service is about to begin.” Anna whispered beside me and Ryan, whom quickly set his phone to vibrate so a mere ringtone wouldn’t disturb the congregation. All church goers around us began to stand up from their pews, bible books in their hands. They began to sing.
During the first Christian song, Anna gestured for us to stand up as she began to sing to the lyrics of the song through the bible in her hands. Ryan and I were the only ones not singing, choosing to stay silent throughout the whole song with our arms folded and emotionless and annoyed facial expressions at the same time.
3 minutes later, the song ended.
“Please be seated.” Father Hamilton requested, raising his arms up, giving us permission to sit back down onto the pews again. The service was about to begin.
“I don’t know how much longer I can take this.” I thought, already feeling anxious and desperate to get out of this place. I could see through’s Ryan’s eyes that he secretly wasn’t enjoying today either.
“Let us bow our heads in prayer.” Father Hamilton tsaid as we were ordered to kneel down on the stools below the pews to pray.
“Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen. Hail, Mary!” Prayed every single churchgoer, including Anna. Ryan and I still remained silent, struggling to pay our respects towards the “Lord” for the sake of Anna, so we wouldn’t upset her. We were than told by Father Hamilton to sit back onto our pews again as he opened his bible book to the chapter of Lectionary: 473.
“Brothers and sisters, You were dead in your transgressions and sins in which you once lived following the age of this world, following the ruler of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the disobedient. All of us once lived among them in the desires of our flesh, following the wishes of the flesh and the impulses, and we were by nature children of wrath, like the rest. But God, who is rich in mercy, because of the great love he had for us, even when we were dead in our transgressions, brought us to life with Christ, raised us up with him, and seated us with him in the heavens in Christ Jesus, that in the ages to come he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in his kindness to us in Christ Jesus. For by grace you have been saved through faith, and this is not from you; it is the gift of God; it is not from works, so no one may boast. For we are his handiwork, created in Christ Jesus for good works that God has prepared in advance, that we should live in them.” Hamilton read through his bible to all the congregation.
This nearly made Ryan and myself fall asleep, barely able to keep our eyes open. It felt like we were slowing dying of boredom, the entire sermon sucking the life out of us.
30 minutes passed, which felt like eternity. I finally decided that enough was enough. I couldn’t take this anymore. I hate to upset my mother at times like this. but I knew that if I don’t get out of here, I may go insane. Even Ryan wanted to leave this prison as much as I do. So I came up with a last minute solution that would solve both mine and Ryan’s problems, a hidden smirk across my face. I sneakily peeked into my handbag, remembering that I had my “Alice Adventures In Wonderland” storybook with me.
“I know what to do to get us out of here.” I thought, smirking to myself. I turned and glanced at the red door behind us, before looking down to my stomach with an idea.
"I hope this works." I thought, quickly beginning to act nauseous, moaning and groaned softly, trying to grab Anna’s attention as she heard me beside her.
“Bella, what is the matter with you?” Anna whispered, not pleased by my reaction.
“Mom……I don’t feel so good…….” I paused, holding my mouth with one hand, my other hand gripping my stomach. I secretly elbowed Ryan’s shoulder beside me.
“Bella, what the….?” Ryan asked, seeing my sick reaction, not sure what to make of it, He realised that it was a sneaky attempt for us to escape the service as I secretly winked at him to play along.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 19, 2020 6:29:06 GMT -6
Ryan was quick to catch on that Bella was pretending to be sick. Though he secretly wanted to escape the dreary monotony of church as well, he felt secretly guilty about having no choice but to play along in this ruse. A short and sharp elbow digging into his shoulder was all the motivation he needed.
"It those eggs I had for breakfast, Mom.... I don’t think they agree with my stomach." Bella falsely winced, covering her mouth to prevent from being sick.
"Bella, I swear. If you so much as run away while this service is happening, I will...." Anna impatiently whispered, grabbing her daughter’s wrist angrily and moving it from her mouth, forcing Bella to use her right hand to cover her mouth again.
"Anna, I think she really might be ill." Ryan interrupted, his voice as low as possible as Father Hamilton continued his sermons. Bella pretended to gag and prevent herself from being sick, convincing her mother that the breakfast she had consumed earlier was done so with a little too much gusto and eagerness.
Anna’s brown eyes regarded her step-son quizzically, then looked at her daughter. Bella was so convincing that her mother had fallen for her act. Hook, line, and sinker. The half Wiccan gagged under her breath, keeping up this charade.
"Please, Mom. I’m not making it up!" Bella pleaded softly, her display causing a few churchgoers to stare in the direction of her and her family. Anna could feel a wave of embarrassment washing over her, her sanity in danger of fading on the day of the Lord himself.
"Ryan, take her outside and make sure she’s okay. Promise me that both of you will come right back, or you will both be grounded." Anna warned us under her breath.
"Promise. Just give us a minute, okay?" Ryan promised, rising from the pew and gesturing to Bella to follow him. To her credit, the teenage witch was still convincing nearly everyone that she was unwell.
Father Hamilton stopped his sermon mid sentence, watching the 19 year old British adult usher his stepsister down the row of pews, accusing glances from bible bashers and conservatives following him.
"Little worse for wear, I’m afraid." Ryan laughed half-heartedly, the aftermath of an embarrassed grin falling across his face. This failed to assuage the death glares he was receiving, despite his smile.
Ryan opened the wooden red double doors, stepping out into the early morning spring breeze as he ushered Bella outside. Once the doors closed, he breathed a sigh of relief. Bella dropped the act, a victorious expression etched on her face.
"That was a little too close. Next time, don’t act so convincingly and make me seem like your babysitter." Ryan declared.
Bella looked around the area outside the church as she walked down the small fight of steps. "Come on, Ryan. I think I might know the way to get out of this." She urged, preparing to send them to a land where everything and anything they ever fantasied about, was about to come true......
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 21, 2020 3:40:02 GMT -6
Back inside the church, after Ryan and I had left, every churchgoer, including Henry and Cheryl and their parents, all stared at Anna. My mother was silently ashamed and embarrassed at my reaction, even though I was secretly faking it and they never noticed. This was not how Anna wanted our Sunday morning to happen. Whether or not I truly felt sick, Anna was not sure how to respond with from multiple stares from parents in the congregation. She confidently stood up and stared at Father Hamilton.
“I’m terribly sorry, Father. Bella didn’t mean to cause a scene. She just has an upset stomach. I’m sure she’ll be alright. Ryan’s taking care of her right now. They’ll be right back I promise.” Anna reassured the sermon paused mid sentence.
“Fear not, Mrs. Thomas, you have nothing to be ashamed of. God is very forgiving to all of his children, no matter what. May the Lord bless your young one with health, love, and care that she may need to recover as you are the most loving caring mother that your children are thankful to have upon this earth.” Father Hamilton smiled warmly, looking back at everyone else, continuing to read his sermon as Anna sat back down on the pews.
“Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.” Father Hamilton read.
The churchgoers, including Anna, all responded, “Amen.”
“I hope they’re okay……” Anna thought, listening to Father Hamilton’s sermon while waiting for Ryan and myself to return once I feel better with the help of Ryan’s support……
Outside the church, I had a secret plan to get us not only out of the Sunday Service, but also away from reality and into the land of imagination. We needed to find a private spot for me to perform this special spell in order for this to work.
“Bella, I’ll be honest. That was genius.” Ryan smirked, impressed at my acting skills and how I looked so convincing when I acted sick in front of everyone in church like I had stepped off the “The Exorcist.”
We walked down the small flight of steps out of the church grounds together.
“Thanks, Ryan. That was phase one. Now we’re moving to phase two. Follow me.” I suggested, encouraging Ryan to follow me as we walked across the parking lot at the front of the church towards the dense forest nearby.
“Where are we going?” Ryan asked. We entered the boundaries of the forest until we were surrounded by trees and could no longer see the church behind us from the distance.
“Bella, I’m serious. What’s going on? Is this one of your wicked rituals?” Ryan asked, starting to get suspicious of my strange plot as our feet stepped across dead leafs from last autumn, the morning sun still shining above us so it didn’t seem as dark as it was at night.
“Don’t worry, Ryan…..We’re almost there…..” I paused, finding an inconspicuous area to perform my spell. “That looks like the perfect spot! Right there! Come on!”
The weeping willow tree in the center of the forest. A good place to start.
“Bella, wait up!” Ryan called out, running after me until we reached the tree and sat underneath it to rest, shaded from the spring sunshine.
“Now what?” Ryan asked, resting by the tree’s roots beside me.
“You’ll see……” I smiled excitedly, reaching into my handbag and pulling out my witchcraft spell-book, a pentagram star symbol on the center of the hardcover. I then pulled another book out of my handbag - “Alice Adventures In Wonderland.”
“Remember the classic tale of Alice In Wonderland?” I asked Ryan, holding up the storybook to show it to him.
“Yeah....when I was a young lad…..I never read the book, but I heard of the Disney movie……Why?” Ryan asked.
“What if I told you that I can take us to Wonderland?” I winked, hinting to him that I can use my magic to teleport us to OUR Wonderland.
“Wait..... what? Okay, I’m used to you performing your usual witchcraft magic every night, but that sounds crazy!” Ryan retorted, believing that it’s impossible for me to perform such a spell if there is such thing as our own Wonderland, “Unless…..You’ve done this before?”
“I may have……” I blushed, recalling some nights in the past when I would secretly escape into my Wonderland whenever I had a bad day from school or work. Just to briefly escape from my troubles of reality in my sleep.
“One way or another, Anna will find out that we’ve been gone. You heard what she said. We’ll be grounded.” Ryan warned, knowing that Anna will eventually find and punish us for who knows how long.
“Not to worry, I got that taken care of too.” I confidently said, beginning to flip through the pages of my spell-book until I found a time spell chapter in the book.
“We’re going fast, let the time move slow, and maybe in the present show, this moment stop, this time be still, for this will be, my only will.” I chanted.
The incantation began to work. All of a sudden, it seemed everything around us was literally frozen in time. From an innocent robin fluttering nearby to a squirrel frolicking in the trees, we were the only two people on the planet that where unaffected by the spell.
“Bella…….What the hell did you do?” Ryan asked, seeing that even the time on his iPhone was frozen. It had stopped at 11: 45 AM.
“I used to the spell to freeze the space time continuum, Ryan. “ I proudly said, “So we have literally all the time in the world to do whatever we want until I decide to reverse the spell.”
“Okay……I suppose you’re right……” Ryan said, still overwhelmed by the spell, “So what’s next?”
“Now for the fun part.” I smirked, picking up “Alice Adventures In Wonderland” and opening to the first chapter of the book - “Down The Rabbit Hole.”
“Take my hand, Ryan.” I said.
“I’m not sure about this, Bella.” Ryan said, having second thoughts.
“You’re not backing out, are you?” I asked.
“Its just…..Being frozen is strange enough…..But the idea of going to Wonderland…….That sounds impossible, Bella. I’m sorry, but we all know that there’s no such thing as Wonderland.” Ryan denied, trying to convince me and himself that Wonderland doesn’t exist.
“It’s okay, Ryan. I know how you feel. I once felt the same way when I first found myself in Wonderland too. I thought it was all a dream, but it wasn’t.” I said.
“What do you mean?” Ryan asked.
“That’s what Wonderland has always been about, Ryan……To escape from reality to live in the world where all our dreams and fantasies can literally come true and become reality. It’s more than just a storybook, Ryan. This is our chance to experience our deepest desires. Have you always wanted to escape reality and live your fantasies just this once? You deserve to be happy too, Ryan. I know you need this just as much as I do. So what do you say?” I asked Ryan, reaching out my hand in hope that he’ll accept my offer and trust that everything will be alright and that he can trust me on casting this spell to assure him that nothing bad will happen to us.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 21, 2020 12:42:15 GMT -6
Ryan looked down at Bella’s hand, apprehension seeping into his conscience. He always thought his stepsister’s compulsive need for magic was a pastime that only the dark and most strange of society dabbled in. But that all changed when he actually witnessed her freezing the time space continuum. Everything around them, from fading sunlight to small animals, had been temporarily stopped. That also included everyone in church, but even that was the farthest thing from his mind right now.
"Okay, Bella. Let’s say this works. So we end up in our own private Wonderland and have free rein to do whatever we want, right?” Ryan asked.
"Yes, Ryan. Everything and anything we want. That’s the beauty of our own private world." Bella promised, her voice seemingly truthful.
"But what if it all goes wrong? And Anna grounds us for two, maybe three weeks?" He asked again, aware of the repercussions of their truancy on the Lord’s Day. Anna would most certainly punish the pair of them and take away their privileges until they took responsibility for their own actions.
"She’ll never know we’re gone. My magic will make sure of that." Bella winked, knowing that her mother will remember everything right up to the moment that time was temporarily halted. Her concentration levels were helping this spell maintain it’s potency.
"You say you’ve been there before, Bella. If what you say is true, and it does exist away from the real world, then how often do you dream?" Ryan enquired, probing deeper for more personal questions.
"A lot. Sometimes......" Bella acknowledged, briefly looking away and blushing again. If her stepbrother found out about her sensual nature and love for pleasing various personalities in Wonderland, he would be very surprised.
"So you’ve seen mine as well......" Ryan discovered, hoping that his stepsister didn’t see the kind of heroism he was involved in.
"Let’s just say both of us are in high demand." Bella spoke, speaking in a cryptic riddle to flummox her stepbrother. "And we have many friends as we do enemies."
"If what you’re saying is true, then count me in." Ryan spoke, straightening himself up, offering his hand to Bella.
Bella smiled. It was time to escape to their own private world.......
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 24, 2020 3:35:54 GMT -6
Chapter 2: Arrival
Looking back at nights when I would anxiously close my eyes and fall asleep until my conscious mind would enter a sleeping state and teleport me into my dream world away from reality to erase my troubles of my everyday life, there were moments when I would witness Ryan’s own secret fantasies in my own Wonderland, partly due to my serious case of curiosity. Essentially, I was this generation’s Alice. But I got curious after I saw Ryan’s dreams and fantasies whenever he was also asleep at the same time. I know that my stepbrother wanted to relive his fantasies just as much as I wanted to relive in my own.
Despite our age, it was never too late to experience the impossible that we always wanted since our childhood. An impossibility that we could never have in reality. Because in Wonderland, nothing is impossible.
“I knew you couldn’t resist, Ryan.” I smiled excitedly, “Get ready. Because this will be the dream that we will never forget.”
After I sprinkled a handful salt in the shape of the pentagram star, via a small packet of salt in my handbag, we stood in the center. I took Ryan’s hand in mine “Close your eyes……And let me work my magic.” I quietly warned in a sarcastic, yet serious tone of voice at the same time.
Ryan closed his eyes, and so did I. Taking a deep breath, I was ready to perform my dream spell chant as the world around us still remained still and silent. My mind was clear and in full concentration before I began the dream spell.
“Down the rabbit hole we fall, where madness rains from wall to wall. Through time and space we travel, where creatures greet and secrets unravel!” I chanted loudly and proudly, raising our hands up in the air.
At first, everything remained still and silent all around us. Ryan opened his eyes to see that nothing had happened...
“Bella, nothing’s happening……” He added.
“Yet. Patience, Ryan…..Wait for it……” I warned with my eyes closed, concentrating until…..
“What the hell was that?!” Ryan asked. A series of massive tremors vibrated beneath us, like a earthquake was just occurring in the wilderness of the woods.
“It’s working!” I smiled with my eyes still closed. Ryan looked down to see that the pentagram star that we were standing on was now forming into a giant hole below us. During the earthquake, the hole was now big enough to make both of us fall deep into the abyss of the infamous rabbit hole that I have casted.
“What the hell?!” Ryan yelled in shock. He could feel himself falling down deeper into the rabbit hole at massive speed, along with me still holding onto his hand tightly so we don’t lose each other. “What’s going on?! We’re falling, Bella!” He called out.
“Exactly!” I yelled.
Ryan took one last look up above him to see that the light within the rabbit hole was slowly disappearing as we fell deeper and deeper until the outside world from above was gone. This was the beginning of our journey away from reality.
“How far is this hole?!” Ryan asked, gazing at the bookshelves and furnitures floating all around us. Drink Me bottles and Eat Me mini cakes breezed past us on a table, just like in the original novel. Ryan’s eyes glanced everywhere to ensure that what he was witnessing wasn’t a fever dream, but it was happing too fast.
We tumbled down, down, and further down into the rabbit hole, but never closer to out destination.
“We’re almost there! Just hold on! Whatever you do, don’t let go!” I warned Ryan, urging him to keep holding onto my hand until we reach Wonderland together.
However, Ryan spotted something that caught his eye. He turned his head to get a closer look at a tall wall mirror that revealed a future image of a handsome young man wearing a black tuxedo, almost resembling in James Bond.
“Wait a minute……That’s……That’s me!” Ryan pointed out. The mirror disappeared as the brief distraction caused our hands to slip away from each other. I fell first below him!
“BELLA!” Ryan yelled, trying to reach for me, but I was already too far below him.
“RYAN!” I screamed, falling deeper within the rabbit hole before him until I was nowhere to be seen within the darkness.
“I find you! I promise!” Ryan yelled as he closed his eyes, remaining calm while continue to tumble within the endless abyss.
Suddenly....
Thump!
Ryan came falling down upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves in the woods. His fall was over, but the journey had only just begun……
Meanwhile, everything was black until...
Thump!
I slowly opened my half lidded eyes to see myself surrounded in light before my vision became clear again.
“What happened?” I groaned,vwincing in slight agony as I clutched my head with one hand before regathering my thoughts. Before I could even think of raising myself up, I noticed that I was back in a very familiar location from a dream I had last week.
“Could it be?” I mumbled to myself, looking down at my body to see that I was wearing nothing but gray Calvin Klein bra and panties and bra with white trim, while my long black hair stretched down to my back. I was laying on my side on top of what seems to be a long, soft and smooth light blue underbelly of a familiar creature from my childhood story book and my recent fantasies…..It was the Blue Caterpillar from Disney’s Alice In Wonderland. He had six arms and legs with six pink hands and six feet wearing yellow slippers, long big blue nose and half lidded blue eyes staring down at me with a calm and charming expression.
I realised I have truly returned to Wonderland.
“Master……It is you…..” I calmly said, almost in shock, smiling as my normal shy persona from reality began to fade away, revealing a seductive side that I could never express in reality without feeling shy or embarrassed. He was sitting with his back to some large cushions on his leaf like throne in his throne room, comfortably watching me regain my bearings. He extended his middle left hand to help me up to my knees, while his lower right hand rested behind my back to prevent me from falling off his lap in his throne room of his kingdom.
“Welcome back, Isabella Thomas.” The Blue Caterpillar smiled charmily, deeply excited to see me again, his blue eyes sparkling in delight to see my presence return to Wonderland.
It was only a matter of time before Ryan realised that this was no dream. I can only hope that he will find us soon.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 24, 2020 6:36:15 GMT -6
Ryan lay in a pile of broken sticks and fallen leaves, his green eyes squinting as his vision adjusted to his surroundings. A harsh taste of grass and soil in his grazed his mouth, small shades of sunlight filtering down around him.
"Ugh..... next time she asks, I’m going to just say no" He muttered, wincing as a short and sharp jolt of pain surged through his left shoulder. The earlier landing was awkward, but he ignored that numb feeling as he pulled himself up to his feet. Brushing several specks of dirt and dead leaves off his shirt and trousers, it took Ryan several minutes for him to realise where he was.
He was in the middle of a forest. Tall and mighty oak trees stretched into the sky, blocking out the sunlight in the azure blue skies above him. It’s deciduous range seemed to stretch for miles, the air rich with a fresh, almost invigorating breeze. The temperature was mild, like it was the middle of Spring itself.
"Bella? Bella, where are you?" He called out, hoping his voice would reach his stepsister. Their earlier descent had caused them to become separated, and there was no doubt in his mind that she could be in danger.
"Maybe I can...." Ryan hoped, reaching into his pocket and plucking out his iPhone. He input the passcode, but was greeted by a flashing No Signal message. All three bars on his screen were sufficiently unable to pick up any sort of signal in his area.
"Great. Looks like I’m walking." He huffed, glancing around and wondering where to start. A small Ping suddenly indicated that someone, or something, was messaging him! Instinctively, he grabbed his phone and was greeted with a rhyming message.
"Do not be alarmed, this won’t take a week. Head North, you’ll find the answers you seek."
With a quizzical look on his face, Ryan slipped his phone back into his pocket. At first, he thought his stepsister was playing a prank on him, wondering if this escape from reality was a mere test run that had failed. He’d never know until he found it, so he turned and began to head North.
"I hope Bella’s having more luck than me...." He mused to himself.
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Meanwhile, Bella was busy indulging herself. Clad in grey Calvin Klein lingerie with white trim, she remained on her knees across the lap area of the Caterpillar’s long and soft body. Her black hair cascaded down her back, black nail varnish covering her nails. She didn’t look 19 either. Her pale ivory skin complimented a flawless hourglass figure and ample D-Cup breasts, one that her six armed beau gazed upon with adoration. In his upper left hand, he held a hookah pipe, his throne a modest leaf-shaped design. Fit for a benevolent being like himself.
"It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Master?” Bella innocently smiled, looking down at how her body had developed since she arrived.
"A mere week, Isabella. Since you had abruptly left my presence, I have been pining for your return." The Caterpillar smiled warmly, content to admire the half Wiccan’s beauty with his own eyes. "Tell me. How do you like your new body?"
"I love it. Makes me feel that little more.... sexy." Bella purred, confidence in her voice as she placed her hands behind her head. a seductive look on her face as she posed for the charming Lepidoptera.
"The very same look you chose when I requested some privacy with you. Before your departure seemed to spoil the proceedings." He chuckled, remembering how he was mesmerised by the raven-haired goddess’s beauty until Bella woke up and reality hit her.
"How could I forget? Especially when you couldn’t get enough of me." Bella giggled, swaying her hips briefly in a playful manner. This was not the insecure teenage witch who doubted herself and had difficulty making friends in real life. This was a Bella full of confidence, seduction, bravery, and mystery. Just how she had envisioned.
"And now, my dear Isabella. Here we are. Just the two of us. Alone. And nobody around to disturb us." The caterpillar crooned, taking a drag on his hookah pipe and exhaling a plume of exotic red smoke. It formed the shape of a love heart, which made Bella giggle.
"Mmmm..... just how I like it." Bella purred.
"Lay and back and relax your body. Let your mind drift....." The caterpillar whispered huskily as Bella laid back, her soft back breaking out in goosebumps as it grazed her beau’s soft lap. She writhed around seductively, letting her inner seductress out to play.
"I think you could use a little R and R yourself, Master." Bella cooed, her slender legs gently snaking up the caterpillar’s chest to his face as she remained on her back. The soles of her feet began to playfully rub his cheeks, each toe tapping away playfully.
The caterpillar chuckled. Bella was now back in his presence and he could not be happier. Nor could Bella herself - gone was the shyness and insecurity. Now there was a seductive and sensual side to her. One that manifested in her dreams.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Oct 26, 2020 3:08:27 GMT -6
The luxurious throne room of the Caterpillar’s castle was located in Queensland, an area of Wonderland that was largely unseen by most eyes and surrounded by acres of lush green land. I began to unveil a new seductive and sensual side of myself, the shyness and insecurity I faced in reality fading away as I no longer had nothing to be ashamed of. In the real world, I had to deal with rejection and criticism from society because of who I am. I was no longer the insecure teenage witch who doubted herself and had difficulty making friends in real life. Since I’ve returned to Wonderland, I’m now full of confidence, seduction, bravery, and mystery. Just how I had envisioned as I laid back, my back breaking out in goosebumps as it grazed my beau’s soft lap. I writhed around seductively, letting my inner seductress out to play in my gray Calvin Klein lingerie, cavorting with the Caterpillar as my slender legs gently snakedup the caterpillar’s chest to his face while I remained on my back.
“My dear Isabella…..You seemed to be more inviting than the last time we met.” The caterpillar said, the soles of my feet continuing to playfully rub his cheeks, each toe tapping away playfully and massaging every inch of his face.
“What can I say? You brought out the woman in me, Master……” I giggled, swaying my hips left and right while still laying on my back upon my master’s lap, my legs snaking and caressing across his chest. My soft and smooth bare feet continuing to massage his cheeks, “You’ve done so so much for me and so I returned the favour……I’m ready to please you.” I whispered, playfully tapping my big toe on the tip of his nose in a “Boop” manner.
"Boop..." Bella giggled.
"Is this a game you’re playing, Isabella?" The caterpillar chuckled, smiling contentedly.
"I call it boop the snoot." I responded, my big toe playfully tapping the tip of my Master’s nose. My blue eyes displayed a hidden level of playfulness never seen before. Even as I drummed the rest of my toes on his face, hearing him chuckle again.
Though I seemed happy and relaxed, my mind was wondering what had happened to Ryan. Deep down, i knew my brother could take care of himself, but it would be a shame for him to miss out on all the fun this land still has to offer.
Sensing my apprehension, the Caterpillar used his third set of hands to caress my legs and thighs and ease my worries, my body melting within his touch as I closed my eyes and moaned softly.
“Something on your mind, Isabella?” The Caterpillar asked, his hot pink fingers delicately caressing my ivory skin, goosebumps breaking out in every direction as I felt that same feeling of sheer bliss return.
“It.... it can wait.” I sighed, still deeply worried for Ryan’s safety. This will be his first journey across Wonderland on his own until he reaches the castle.
While I was depending on assisting Ryan with my magic, the caterpillar decided to completely ease all my troubles and worries with his charm and irresistible touch to remind me that there is no place for stress in Wonderland…….
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Oct 28, 2020 16:21:07 GMT -6
"Come now, my dear. You can tell me everything I need to know. After all, I trust you now that you’ve returned to my service,." The caterpillar crooned, the fingers on his lower pair of hands kneading and rubbing the porcelain texture on a Bella’s thighs and calves, tracing small spiral motions on her skin.
"Long story short, Master. My....ooh...stepbrother, Ryan, decided to join me after a lot of convincing." Bella revealed, a small moan of desire leaving her lips as she felt the Lepidoptera caress and rub her left thigh.
"And where is he, pray tell?" The caterpillar asked, enraptured by the raven-haired goddess’s beauty as he began a brief massage to her left leg to soothe her concerns.
"We got separated in the rabbit hole when I cast my magic. I don’t know what’s happened to him." Bella revealed, slight worry creeping into her voice. Though this feeling was partially alleviated by her beau bestowing intense relaxation upon her slender legs, doubt continued to gnaw at her very soul.
"Fear not, Isabella. There are many eyes and ears in the woods that surround Wonderland. I have the utmost faith that they will help him find his way to the castle." The caterpillar reassured, his fingers kneading a very tender spot on Bella’s lower ankle.
"I guess you’re right. Sometimes I need to learn to..... oh my...." Bella gasped, feeling a pair of lips press onto her right ankle. For a moment, jolts of passion shot through her body like currents of electricity, awakening every sensory nerve in her soul. Her six-armed beau was kissing that same limb.
"Such beautiful skin should have only the correct hands touching. Especially skin as smooth and beguiling as yours." The caterpillar crooned.
Bella closed her eyes, letting the moment over take her. Her slender body writhed sensually on the blue insect’s soft lap, the toes on her left foot daintily tapping away on his cheek like a drum solo. She was enjoying every second of this, but still worried about her stepbrother being potentially lost.
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Out in the forest, Ryan was still starting his arduous task of traversing the never-ending terrain. With no way to call for help or a compass to point him in the right direction, he was effectively lost. And he wasn’t exactly dressed for the occasion either. The path he was on seemed to grow more and more wider with every step.
"Come to Wonderland, Ryan. It’ll be fun." He mockingly spoke, mimicking his stepsister’s voice. "Yeah, right. Knowing Bella, I’m going to be stuck on this infinite nature trail for the rest of my d*** life."
Ryan then heard the sounds of water, drifting into his ear as he turned his head and glanced over to the left. Negotiating the deciduous undergrowth, he found a large river cutting a path through the forest.
"If this river’s flowing where I think it’s flowing, I must be on the right..,," He mused, unprepared for what he saw in his reflection in the clear waters.
"GAH!" Ryan gasped, jumping back in brief shock. He then peered back into the water, seeing that he looked slightly different to then what he was in reality. His face was still slim, but he looked just as handsome as he did back in reality itself.
"That’s not me.... is it?" He mused, staring back at his reflection again, feeling his face. It took him a moment to realise that maybe Bella’s magic could speed up their ageing process now that they were in Wonderland.
"I’ve got to find Bella. Maybe she knows what’s going on." Ryan decided, his voice sounding different as well. He left the river and returned to the forest path, continuing his long journey.
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Post by Bella Raven - Crow Woman on Nov 2, 2020 4:35:30 GMT -6
“Mmmmm……Master………” I moaned, Worthing into the caterpillar’s irresistible touch of his lips traveling across my right ankle while I continued to playfully tap my toes on his cheeks like a drum solo. His second pair of hands gripped onto my right leg while kissing up my skin with his lips. My eyes widened and my face blushed beet red as my feet began to feel like jello, my body shivering in a pleasurable manner.
“Ah…….Your lips feel so soft against my body, Master…….” I moaned again, closing my eyes, submitting to this seduction pleasure that I have missed for so long. Everything about my previous life was fading away.
“Oh, how I missed you so much, Master…….” I moaned softly, slowly feeling arousal building within me, my body staring to warm up with intense attraction that I’ve been feeling since my return to Wonderland. Even the caterpillar could see on my face that I could never resist his charms or his unconditional love for me , despite the fact that he’s only a fictional character from a classic novel in the real world. But he’s real in my heart and soul.
However, the thought of Ryan’s whereabouts still circled in the back of my mind, despite the Caterpillar’s seduction nearly taking over me. His third set of hands caressed up between my hips and my thighs, his fingers nearly tracing around my derriere, which caused my eyes to snap open again. I felt even more aroused by his touches across one of my weak spots.
Somehow. my hormones and emotions had completely changed since I’ve returned. My body and my personality had drastically changed as I was now a fullly grown young woman, rather than a shy and insecure teenager back home. I loved this exotic feeling that I’m experiencing right now, never feeling anything like this before with anyone else in reality. My body felt warm and relaxed on top of the caterpillar’s lap with his lips tracing across my legs.
“Master, Maybe I should…….Oh…….” I paused, moaning, distracted by his love and affection for me to focus on Ryan being potentially lost. “There must be something…..Oh……We can do……Ah……To help Ryan find his way…….” I moaned between sentences and the distraction of the caterpillar’s touches. He realised that in order to ease the stress of my stepbrother’s well being, he will have to grant my request before our session can continue before his arrival.
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Post by LexingtonDeville1984 on Nov 3, 2020 6:52:17 GMT -6
"Of course, Isabella. Perhaps it is in your best interests if you provide the guidance for your stepbrother to arrive here before nightfall." The caterpillar decided, multitasking by continually massaging Bella’s ankles, calves, legs and thighs while lowering his hookah pipe down towards her.
"Do you still trust me with your hookah, Master?" Bella asked, raising one eyebrow while biting on her lip to suppress the sensation of her calf muscles being caressed by the caterpillar’s lips.
"More than anything in this castle, Isabella." The caterpillar winked, leaving another series of kisses across her ivory skin, especially her ankles. His second and third pair of hands maintaining a very slow and methodical massage to her hips and thighs.
Still laying on her back, Bella took a long and deep drag on the hookah, inhaling a calming and soothing mixture of harmless chemicals that swirled and spun within her mouth. She then exhaled small strands of wispy blue smoke, watching it seep out of the throne room and through the castle doors, drifting over the outside grounds and through the gates.
"This’ll help him find his way." She mused, knowing that her stepbrother would pick up on this smoke signal and find his way to their new dwelling before night would descend.
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In the forest, Ryan continued to head North, remembering the rhyming words from the message that was sent to his iPhone. He looked up at the skies, seeing that it was early afternoon.
"Noon. Can’t hang around here too long. I’ve got to find my way out of this maze." He muttered to himself, the path curving to the left and leading him deeper and deeper into the lush green landscape. Ahead of him, the landscape appeared to be changing. Either he was getting smaller, or everything was getting bigger.
Squinting his eyes, Ryan seemed to catch a glimpse of many brightly coloured flowers up ahead of him. This wasn’t the sort of day he had in mind. To go from attending Sunday church service to blindly trying to find his stepsister in the land formerly known as Wonderland felt like something out of a fantasy novel.
"Either those flowers don’t look natural, or I’m losing my grip on whatever remains of my mind." Ryan grumbled, walking towards the small gathering of colour. He had next to no idea whom he was about to encounter.....
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