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Wednesday-Cabin Fever	By : ItwasMerlin Category: -Misc TV Shows > General Views: 2940 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/n Merlin here . No idea why I wrote this but here it is. Mistakes are my own and no Beta. If you want more do drop me a message

Cabin Fever
Wednesday watched, emotionless as thing ran off the homeless man . Chasing him away from the meeting place.
Thing was a delightful companion really . The sixteen-year-old thought, the Hand having many uses . She really was quite fond of the sadistic appendage.
Now the man was being taken care of, she could continue her exploration . Trying to find hints and clues as to what the hell was really going on. The morbid teen touching different objects hoping something would happen.
Time passed and the frustrated Wednesday began to wonder why Thing had not yet returned to her. It wasn’t like her appendage/shadow to disappear this long. Rolling her eyes she went looking for him, but just as she was about to leave, her hand touched the wooden frame of the door. And suddenly like a live wire tripping a vision hit her, Sharpe and intense she went inside the vision. Her body stiffening as she fell to the floor, the school girl lying unconscious. Images pumping through her mind .
Elsewhere....
Fabian grumbled, breathing heavy as he began trudging back to his shack . He had no idea what the thing was, but the old, overweight homeless man knew the freak show of hand must of came from nevermore. Consistent weird shit appeared there.
Luckily he had survived, the hand and him tussling until the weird stitched item and himself fell to the floor. When it happened, the amputated hand had fallen from him, and into a small burrow. Without a moment to lose, the old tramp had grabbed a large rock, closing up the hole and blocking the hands exit.
Once he reached the burnt out and dilapidated shack. He couldn’t believe his eyes, it was that weird, gothic looking girl who had scared him off with her magic hand. But for some reason, she was completely unconscious, laid out, eyes open but unmoving. He had no idea what had happened.
His first instincts was to help her up , he might have been homeless, drug addled and not all there . But he had a heart still.
Yet he stood unmoving, his old eyes looking at her form. Dressed in her long black coat and dark nevermore school uniform, in her massively elevated boots and black tights. His mind wondered what was underneath those clothes. She may have been a lot younger than him, may of been at school, he guessed sixteen . But he had to admit, for someone so dark and scary In demeanour she was something to look at, even if she currently looked liked she was lying stiff in a coffin. Her pale porcelain skin and large brown eyes and what looked like a petite toned body was setting the old tramp’s heart a flutter…. Not to mention blood was running to something he hadn’t used or washed in more years than he could count …. Or remember.
It’s why he did something he couldn’t believe, as his mind was on autopilot . The old tramp dropping to his knees next to Wednesday’s form. Heart pumping fast as he looked around making sure the coast was clear before his hand-pushed her coat slightly off her shoulders before it then found her uniform shirt . His dirtied hands shaking as he began to unbutton the shirt. Before loosening her tie . Once each button was done he then slid that to the side as-well.
Biting his lip he groaned in appreciation as her black bra appeared, holding her perky growing breasts . Her stomach toned and slender, it moving slightly as she breathed.
Lying down next to her still form, the old man leant in to her neck . Smelling her scent, some alluring flower smell entered his nostrils as he moaned into her.
“Sorry.” Fabian whispered. Unsure if he really meant it as he began kissing her cheek and neck. Her young soft skin sending blood rushing to his cock. She didn’t move. And he was more then glad for that as he ran his hand up her abdomen before it began groping at her breasts. Sliding from one to another. Enjoying her perky size. While not massive they seemed full and a surprising handful for someone so petite and young.
Taking a breath, the old man then slid his hand into her bra. His calloused dirtied hand finding Wednesdays hardening nipple as he rolled it around his fingertips. Wanting more his cock throbbing in his trousers.
The old man decided to move it along . Knowing time was of the essence. But fuck if her breast didn’t feel good in his hand.
Looking at her vacant face to make sure she wasn’t coming around from whatever the hell it was that was going on with her. Fabian removed his withered hand, before reaching down, grabbing the hem of her skirt and lifting it up. Leaving the material resting on her belly.
Her black tights now on show, Fabian then reached for her waist band sliding in his rough hands as gently as he could , making sure he also entered her panties. He wondered what colour they where, mostly likely black but time was of the essence and he need her even slightly moist before he did what he desperately wanted to .
Fabian breathed out a lustful groan
Hairless
Yet he could feel the slight bristles . The girl clearly shaved her young cunt. Fabian not knowing Wednesday, even at her age had an aversion to pubic or armpit hair.
Her pussy felt Devine as he then began slowly rubbing her entrance. The old man loving the breath that slipped from Wednesdays still lips as he did .
“You like that girl” Fabian whispered as he once again began kissing her cheek. Before he found her plump lips. His kisses light, knowing he wouldn’t get a reply.
Not being able to stop himself, the old man’s dirtied middle finger pushed its way between her tight pussy lips . Her warmth clasping around his finger, the old tramp not knowing this was the first time anyone but her owns finger at entered her body. Her virgin cunt reacting as his fat finger began moving in and out, moistening as it did.
Fabian was only motivated more when a gasp slipped from her still lips at his perverted actions .
“You do like it don’t you.” An increasingly horny and less in control Fabian muttered.
Wednesdays vision …..
Wednesday watched as her ancestor was belittled by Joseph crack stone and the people of her town jeered, flaming torches lit.
Her heart was thumping out of her chest , the vision so real and in vivid detail. And yet, something felt different to this one, strange. As Wednesday began to feel warm, her breathing uneasy.
“What’s going on…?” Wednesday muttered, trying to shake it off. This feeling … she didn’t recognise it; she didn’t know what to feel.
Cabin ….
He could feel her becoming wetter and wetter as he played with her entrance . His cock raging in his dirtied pants as he listened to her breathing pace increase. Unable to wait any longer, wanting to feel something more and now completely induced by lust. The old homeless man pulled his finger from the girl’s cunt. Unable to resist then placing it in his mouth as he tasted her essence.
“Jesus fuck I’ve never indulged something so sweet.” The old man moaned out unable describe just how good Wednesday Adam’s pussy tasted on his tongue as he sucked his own dirtied finger.
Gathering his strength he got to his knees, eyeing the girls still form up and down. His eyes catching her overly large shoes in sight. Before his gazed travelled up her body to the pig tails in her hair.
The rain now beginning to come down hard. The old man knew the cold and wet could only assist in bringing her around . So his eyes went to her tights, his grubby hands grabbing for her crotch as he without hesitation tore them, ripping them down the middle with ease, the old man’s lust seemingly increasing his strength if that was such a thing .
“Black … I knew it.” Fabian said with a lustful growl, as he caught sight of Wednesday’s black underwear.
He then without breaking stride, pulled his dirtied trousers down, along with his own underwear . Freeing his old, raging angry cock to the rain. The smell would of been evident had anyone been awake to notice as his throbbing seven inch cock appeared. Incredibly thick with bushy, dirtied pubes and large sagging balls.
“Sorry” Fabian whispered again, climbing between the sixteen year old schoolgirls legs . His apology anything but sincere as his left hand pulled her panties to the side.
“Fuck!!” Fabian growled as he caught sight of her young shaven cunt. Glistening In the rain, pink and ready.
And that’s why he took no time to lean forward, lining his cock up at her virgin entrance. His large belly and weight leaning over her as he smothered her still form. And then he pushed forward, his thick bell end pushing Wednesdays pussy lips open, stretching them like they never had been before . A massive gasp coming from the still unconscious Wednesday .
She was so tight …. So fucking tight Fabian had to keep it together as he forced his dirtied cock inside the girl . She felt so good …. So fucking good even though this was so wrong …. But he wouldn’t stop, not a chance . This pussy was made to please men as inch after inch was pushed inside her .
Wednesdays Vision….
Wednesday cried in agony dropping to her knees, breathing heavy as a searing heat went through her body . Her core tightening painfully , dressed in her uniform and coat.
“What the fuck is going on?” She thought, her brown eyes wide and unsure as she tried to pull herself together . It felt like hours but eventually she was able to push herself back to her feet . The heat staying but the pain slightly diminishing as her vision continued as she watched her ancestor be hounded by the village she called home.
Stumbling slightly she tried to concentrate as she learnt more and more about Joseph crackstone .
It took what felt like forever to the pain to go enough to feel semi normal. But the heat in her body didn’t, and her core felt tight like a coiled spring. With the pressure building on said spring more and more .
Eventually she walked through a puff of smoke, coughing as her gaze caught sight of her ancestor approaching. She tried to listen but she felt so tight, felt like a pressure gauge building . Her body turning on its own as she was met with a menacing Joseph crackstone rushing towards her .
“There will be no escape for you !”
Wednesday then stumbled back, her body hitting the floor as her eyes widened and she gasped for breathe … but she didn’t know what was better … her vision or the real world as the girl came around .
Few moments earlier …
He felt close. So close as he felt Wednesdays young wet cunt becoming more and more welcoming to his old withered cock.
The old tramp pumping into her more freely now, his breathing heavy as he fucked the nevermore student. The sound of her cunt evident even with the falling rain .
He heard her breathe deeply her body shaking and moving slightly. But he didn’t care so engulfed in the pleasure of her tight pussy .
“So …fucking …good…” Fabian wheezed out continuing his assault on the girl . Little did he know, due to his face being buried in her neck, her eyes were wide but now awake as she looked to the side slightly piecing together what was happening as the old tramp thing had tussled with rutted a top of her .
Wednesday Adam’s was a virgin no more as her cunt was repeatedly penetrated by the thick large cock of a homeless man. She could smell his horrid stench, feel his heaviness as his rancid breath breathed heavily into her neck .
It was disgusting… it was wrong on many levels and so incredibly dark … she should kill the man . But as he fucked her relentlessly the coiled spring feeling became to much she needed it to come undone . So much so she shocked herself as she whispered aloud .
“Harder… do it harder ..”
Fabian assumed it was but his imagination. Assumed he was imagining things … so he gave in and did just that as he thrust into the sixteen year older as hard as he could until he felt it …. He felt her body tighten beneath him . And the girl cry out loudly .
Wednesday had orgasmed before … but not like this as pleasure ripped through her body as the man held her down as she rode out the intense orgasm . It felt so good …. So good to the gothic teen so much so her body felt like it was on fire, a fire that went on for an age .
But he didn’t stop his movements,he seemed to be so wrapped up in using her body she felt him continue to fuck her abused cunt . Until he howled out himself, grunting loudly into her ebony hair as his body tensed above hers …. His orgasm hitting as-well. As his cock unloaded into her …. Filling her now non virgin pussy up with what seemed an endless amount of his seed.
Until he stopped … she wasn’t sure what would happen next so she stayed still, played like she was still in a vision … her eyes open, vacant but breathing heavily as after what seemed like hours. But was mere seconds … the tramp pulled himself out of her, not even looking at her, instead getting to his feet and stumbling off into the rain and into the woods . Leaving a Broken, confused, and used Wednesday lying on the muddy ground in the rain. Cum leaking from her slit. Her clothing messy, tights ripped ….
Wednesdays child really was full of woe…
But she wasn’t sure what to make of it...
A/n hope your enjoyed . Leave a review and ideas if you feel it could continue
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