A spooky house: The Witches Choice.
2:20PM on October 21, 2009
This started out as a choose your own adventure story on CHYOO. Ive included two of the endings
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You wander through the woods wishing you hadn't been so stupid. You should have checked the weather forecast before going for a hike. Now you are completely lost and soaking wet. You try to watch where you are going so you don't trip but it is so dark you can't really see.
You stop to catch your breath when a branch catches your sleeve. You try to pull away but all you mange to do is tear your shirt off. You grab the wet material from the branch and march away. Now your pissed off and scared. You look and finally see a ray of hope. There is some light in the distance. You run towards it and see an old mansion. There are lights inside but it looks like it's run down. You knock but no one answers. You try the handle; the door opens with a loud creak. You stick your head in and look around.
"Hello, anyone here?" You call but you get no answer. You enter anyway; it has to be nicer inside than it is outside. You walk into the foyer and look around. The furnishings are antique but nice and well kept.
"Hello," a woman's voice calls from the top of the stairs.
You see an matronly woman at the top of the stairs, She matches the house her clothes look Victorian but they are made of expensive fabric and are spotless and wrinkle free.
"Welcome, my dear, please come in out the horrid weather." She walks up to you and takes your hand. She gently leads you to a small couch.
"Please, sit here while I get you a robe and something hot to drink, you must be chilled to the bone." She hustles away before you can protest about soaking her nice furniture. A few minutes after she leaves you hear a strange laugh. It seems to be coming from the hall closet.
That is just too weird; you think as you stand up and open the closet door. Inside is a very large black cat. It runs past you and almost knocks you over. You steady yourself and go back to the couch, shaking your head. A few minutes later, the lady comes back in with a mug and the cat follows behind her.
"I hope Mr. Whiskers didn't scare you. He's always getting into trouble."
"Umm, no, He's quite large and it was his size that startled me." She nods and you take a sip of the hot chocolate. It's quite good but surprisingly spicy.
"My sister thinks it's because he spent too much time as a man."
"Huuuh." It comes out slowly because your head is spinning a little.
"You, Poor Dear, must be so tired. Mr. Whisker's will take you to your bedroom. Sleep well." She kisses you on your forehead and then your lips. Your head rolls and you see Mr. Whiskers change into a very large and naked black man. He picks you up and throws you over his shoulders as if you weigh nothing. As he walks, he strokes your butt. He stops and opens a door. He brings you into a large bedroom and carefully lays you down.
"You may leave. I shall undress her." You hear a feminine voice say. A woman's face appears into your field of vision. Her hair is pure white and her features are rather strong. She is one of those women whose features might be described as handsome.
"Don't worry. We want you to join our little group." She pulls off your shoes and socks. "We have waited for a long time to find a maiden. As you might have guessed, we are witches. There is just my sister and I. There needs to be three, and we hope that is you." She undoes your pants and slowly pulls them off.
"Tomorrow night when the moon is full, you shall be tested." She undoes your bra and pulls it off.
"If you are worthy and pure, you will become one of us." She moves away for a moment.
"We will speak more of this later. Now you must be bathed. Mr. Whiskers." She calls and you hear the door open.
"Give her a bath but no more than that." He picks you up, throws you back over his shoulder, and takes you into a bathroom. He sits you on the toilet and you immediately start to urinate. You're glad you managed not to soil yourself. As you finish you hear a tub being filled. Mr. Whiskers picks you up and puts you in. It feels so good and you feel more alert. You start to move your arms and you can hold your head up.
He starts to wash your hair. You let him. You had always enjoyed going to a saloon to have your hair washed. He does a good job and doesn't pull your hair too hard. He pulls down the sprayer and rinses your hair. Then he gets a poof and pours some sweet smelling soap on it. He starts by soaping up your breasts. Your nipples harden as he pays extra attention to them. Then he works up and down you whole body. You aid him by turning over so he can get your back and butt. He scrubs them thoroughly; despite your wants, he does nothing more than wash you. You stand up when youre done and he wraps you up in a large pink towel. He points you to a nice make up table and you sit on the plush seat as he dries and brushes your hair.
He picks you up and carries you back to the bed where you fall instantly asleep
You wake up feeling wonderful. You had slept very well in the soft bed, despite all the weird things that had happened yesterday. You stand up and stretch, you are still naked and you don't see any clothes around.
"Good Morning. I'm sorry about drugging you yesterday, but we needed you to listen and don't even tell me that you don't feel great." It's the matronly woman, across her shoulders is Mr. Whiskers in his cat form.
"I do feel good but I would have listened even if you hadn't drugged me. Do you have something I can wear?"
"Once again, I apologize. Here's a dress for you, you need to be careful in it because it's also for tonight." She hands it to you. The dress is pure white and made of very soft cotton. You put it on and look in a mirror. The dress looks almost innocent until you put it on. It's cut very low in front and the slits in the bottom are so high that if you lift the skirt you'll be fully exposed.
"How about some underwear?"
"Oh, you won't need that tonight." She gives you a knowing smile.
"I still haven't agreed to this." You tell her and her smile fades. Something in her eyes scares you.
"Please, it won't hurt and you'll have a lot of power."
"Yes, I will." Something about saying it makes you feel very excited. You know you just made the most important decision of your life. She kisses you it's a pleasant kiss but it's like being kissed by a relative.
"The ceremony will be tonight, please follow me into our little Zen room so you can meditate. You follow her up three sets of stairs and go into the attic. It's quite pleasant. It warm and there are thick mats everywhere. In the background, there is some pleasant flute music and it puts you at ease. She puts on a meditation cd as you settle down on one of the cushions. It guides you into balancing your chakra. You are careful to visualize as it directs. After it's over you fall into a deep restful state.
"Wake up, it's time." Your sisters have come to get you. You stand and stretch, you don't think you have ever felt so good. They lead you into the back yard and from there you go into a small graveyard. You lay down on the cold stone altar in the center of the graveyard. You think you should feel worried about this but all you feel is calm. Your sisters walk around you in a wide circle and call the elements to watch. They stand outside the now glowing circle and repeat something that sounds like a name in Latin.
The chanting reaches a feverish pitch and out of nowhere, there is a demonic looking man on top of you. He has fiery red skin and goat horns. You can see every inch of him because he is completely naked. You look down half expecting that his lower half will be that of a goat, but it's like a mans but you don't think any man ever had a penis quite like his. It's huge, long, and there are bumps all over it.
"Be ye a virgin pure?" His deep voice startles you with its timber."
Choice A
"Oh my god, I've
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