Blackwater Cove II A Neighborly Affair
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Welcome to Halverton, your average small city nestled away in the Rocky
Mountains. Halverton was established in 1807, it was nothing more as a
roadhouse for road weary travelers starting to settle the west. The city
grew fast as travelers started to fall in love with the city and the
surrounding area. The entire city itself was booming and it was decided
that for the future a section of land will be designated as protected
land and no one could build or do anything there. The cities fathers were
happy with their choice as it promised a green grassy area for
generations to come. In fact most of the citizens were happy with the new
park, well everyone except for one eccentric elderly woman.
Agatha Smithton lived in Halverton as long as anyone could remember. She
lived in a tiny cottage on the edge of town near the small lake called
Black Water. The lake was called Black Water because well the water truly
was black as the night sky. The water was amazingly clear but for some
unknown reasons the lake, no matter where on it, was pitch black. Agatha
was quiet and kept to herself, and for the most part people left her
alone. She protested briefly about the new park because her home would be
in the farthest corner of the new park. Fortunately for Agatha the city
granted her special permission to keep living on the land and also
promised not to touch anything near or around Agatha's home.
The one exception to the no building rule was a small heavily wooded
trail near the old woman's home called "The Black Water Trail." It was a
picturesque trail going around the tiny lake and coming out on the other
side. It avoided Agatha's cottage by at least 100 yards, so she had no
complaints. Over the next eighty years the city continued to prosper as
the late 1870's brought heavy amounts of travelers due to the gold rush.
The largest problem with these travelers was their general disrespect
towards the cities cleanliness and wholesome environment. Most of these
men wanted to drink, fight, gamble, and find some form of intimate
encounter no matter if they had to pay for it or not. During this time it
had been long thought that Agatha had passed away many years ago, as she
hadn't been seen in many years and her cottage had almost collapsed from
age.
It was in the summer of 1888 when the rumors of an evil old lady stalking
The Black Water Trail. Men supposedly had wandered down the trail, never
to be seen again. Most people from the town laughed off the suggestion of
an evil old lady making grown and very tough men disappear. The citizens
of Halverton never really used the trails as it was creepy as hell and
there wasn't much to see on that end of the park. So they truly could not
say if they had seen the supposed evil old lady.
One late summer day a large group of prospectors came rolling through
town. There were roughly thirty men in total and they were looking to
have a good time and didn't care what kind of chaos they were going to
cause. After exhausting the local saloons hospitality and the patience of
the citizens, the men decided to go fishing at the Black Water. Three
days passed when half the men returned sober, frightened and upset. The
men had claimed they were fishing and enjoying their time and when they
awoke in the morning half of them were gone. The men, shaken up, decided
to spend a few days waiting for their friends to return. No one dared
enter the trail in fear of what was in there.
The 15 men lasted a week before they moved on without their fellow
prospectors. Not once was a trace of those men ever found again.
Strangely enough about two weeks after the 15 men left a nice European
lady showed up in town to start a gentlemen's club. The City allowed her
to set up shop and after setting it up the lady went away for a few days
and returned with 15 beautiful girls. The girls were gorgeous and quite
popular in town. For a small fee you were welcomed in the club to watch a
dance show, have a few drinks and for a bit more money a nice night with
one of the featured ladies.
Some of the citizens joked about the amount of girls that came with the
lady, being coincidentally the same amount of men who had went missing.
Halverton itself prospered throughout the years. The brothel/gentlemen's
club always had new girls every few years and the cities population grew
and grew and grew. There were still rumors about people going missing on
the trail but as always no trace of the missing were ever found. Most
people assumed that the missing people had moved on to a larger place,
not caring to tell anyone.
In 1988, one hundred years after the missing prospector incident, the
Black Water Trail was still a legendary spooky place. The City of
Halverson had grown immensely. The Cities population had blossomed to a
healthy 250,000 people and growing. No matter how much growth took place
within the city, the Halverson City Park remained untouched. As with most
cities Halverson had a bit of a drug problem and it was common knowledge
to avoid the park after dark, especially the Black Water Trail. Even one
hundred years later rumors of people going down the trail and never
coming back remained. Fortunately most of the missing persons were not
good people. A plethora of drug pushers, criminals, and just generally
bad people were the ones who have went missing. Still the Trail for
honest hardworking people was a thing of fear. No one wanted to dare
enter the trail after dark and even in daylight it was not heavily used.
Victor Heidel was your typical young punk, quit school at fifteen in and
out of jail since then. He had no care for anyone but himself and his
wallet. He would rob anyone and everyone, from robbing homes to mugging
little old ladies brave enough to brave the night. Victor himself was
feared in Halverton, he was avoided like the plague. Using his
intimidation powers Victor started a small gang; they were very small
time but still were a feared bunch. Drug dealing was the gangs preferred
money maker. They would use the free sample method. You know give someone
just enough to make them addicted and they had guaranteed repeat
business. Of course sometimes the addict would get in way over their head
and get into heavy debt with Victor and his Crew.
Patrick Hobson was a good man, his younger brother Billy fell prey to
Victor and his gang. Becoming horribly addicted to heroin Billy ran a
50,000 dollar debt with the gang. To spare his brothers life Patrick hid
his brother by sending him to rehab on the other side of the country.
Victor, finding this out, was furious and arranged to have Patrick
whacked to fulfill his brother's debt. Patrick was getting into his car
after a late night at work when the gang grabbed him. They hit him over
the head with a mallet and threw him in the trunk of Victors Car. Patrick
awoke with a massive headache and knew right away what had happened to
him. After what felt like hours the car finally stopped and the trunk was
opened.
"Well you stupid son of a bitch, time to pay your brothers debt. Unless
you have fifty grand right now, we are going for a little walk," Victor
calmly told Patrick. Patrick shaking in fear didn't want to piss of
Victor anymore then he was followed his instructions. "Well Pat, this is
the Black Water Trail. A lot of men have went down this and never came
back, you're about to become one of them. Now come on and let's go there,
quicker the better."
Patrick went with Victor knowing full well these were his final moments
of his life.
"Was I a good person? Did I live a good life?" was all that was running
through Patrick's head.
The two men walked through the infamous trail for about a half hour.
Finally they stopped. Victor ordered Patrick to get on his knees as he
pulled out his gun. "Any last words moron?" Victor asked a now sobbing
Patrick.
"Just do it you fucking pathetic coward," Patrick sobbed to the laughing
Victor.
Suddenly a voice neither man recognized yelled out from the woods,
"Victor Heidel drop your gun right now, or face the consequences."
Victor, shocked someone would even dare mess with him, yelled back, "Fuck
you, whoever you are. When I'm done with pussy boy here you're next."
Then out of the woods an elderly frail looking older woman appeared.
"Patrick, go home, you are a good person and do not deserve this fate."
Victor clearly enraged with the old lady's audacity towards him, cocked
his gun and pointed it at her. "Listen here you old bitch, no one and I
mean no one interferes with my business. You have 30 seconds to disappear
or I will kill you too."
The old lady didn't flinch or lose her icy glare at Victor. Victor pulled
the trigger only to discover that somehow it was unloaded.
"Patrick, please leave now," the old lady sternly told him. As Patrick
got up to leave Victor attempted to lunge at him when he fell to the
ground in severe pain. Patrick ran out of those woods leaving the old
lady and Victor alone.
"Victor, Victor, Victor, I have been waiting a long long time to punish
you. My name is Agatha Smithton I am over three hundred years old. I was
born here on the shores of the Black Water Lake. I am a great and very
powerful witch; I keep to myself unless someone decides to dishonor my
land."
Victor tried to talk back to her but found that he lost the ability to
speak.
"I did that to you so that you will listen to me. When the town was first
settled my body had aged, so most figured I was just a strange old lady
living in her nice little cottage at the lake. When the cities founders
decided to make this area a park I made sure that my place was protected
forever. People over the years assumed I had passed on, although the
truth is I remained here in my home enjoying my life. Many years passed
and occasionally some rude and thoughtless man came and dishonored my
land, so I punished them as I am going to punish you." Agatha started to
disrobe while continuing to talk.
"What did I do to the men? Well you soon will find out. It wasn't until a
group of drunken, ignorant, and very rude miners wandered through my land
that I came back to Halverton. The miners were drunk and just downright
disrespectful. Half of them passed out before they could do more damage
to my lands but the other half got even drunker and polluted my lake with
their feces and urine. So as the other 15 slept I punished the other 15
and believe me, they never harmed my land ever again. After their
punishment I decided to transform myself into a lovely European lady and
started my own Gentlemen's club." The old lady suddenly became the
European lady from 1888.
"Over the years I have been a brothel owner, a librarian, a teacher, and
even a lawyer. Do you remember a lovely young waitress named Belinda
Carter? Yup that was me." Then the old lady transformed into Belinda. By
this time Victor was frightened beyond belief.
"Well Victor I knew eventually you would slip up and commit some horrible
act on my land and today was my lucky day. Unfortunately I cannot use my
powers outside of the Black Water area, so someone has to do something on
my land for me to enact my justice. Victor, your time has now come, so
prepare for your punishment."
Victor had never been afraid of anything, but now he was crying, not
knowing what was about to happen to him. The old lady transformed back
into her old self and began shouting gibberish. Victor swore he saw pink
bolts of electricity coming from her hands. A very strong and powerful
tingling engulfed Victor's body; he never felt anything like this ever.
Victor's body slowly started to transform, his imposing 6 foot height was
rapidly shrinking. His dark dirty hair was growing longer and blonder by
the second. The changes were starting to come faster and stronger. His
body hair was sucked into his skin and his now oversized clothes were
falling off. A tightness in his throat was forming as his hands and feet
shrunk to perfect feminine proportions. His ass had ballooned out to a
perfect teardrop shaped ass. Suddenly a strong itch and heavy sensation
engulfed his chest as two perky breasts appeared. Finally a strong
pulling sensation pulsed from his crotch only to be replaced by a
pleasant warm feeling.
"My lord when you clean up do you clean up my dear," the old lady
exclaimed to the confused naked blond girl standing in front of her.
"Oh my god what did you do to me?" whimpered the former Victor in his new
girlish voice.
"Simple my dear, I turned you into a sex addicted girl with limited
intelligence who will soon be working for me at my restaurant." The old
lady who now was in the form of Belinda again gleefully told the new
girl.
"Bu..but umm I am not a girl, I mean I don't like other guys, you
demented old bat," the former Victor boldly told the witch.
"Bold words for a little girl; oh don't worry about that sweetie. The
spell is not over yet, you see in about a minute Victor in your mind will
seem like a weird dream. You will become Victoria Anders, a wannabe
actress with a tiny IQ and a HUGE addiction to sex." As the witch
finished saying that an odd glazed look came over the girl's eyes.
"Vickie? Vickie... Wake up sweetie pie, you like sooooo fell asleep out
here," Belinda told her newest friend.
"I'm like so sorry Beli, I had such a long night teehee I guess he took
all my energy from me. But you know I had like the weirdest dream, I was
umm like a guy and you were a scary witch and you umm like turned me into
a girl," Victoria said.
"Oh you're so weird Vickie, anyways come on, we so gotta get to work or
else we so will lose out on the big spenders," Belinda said as the two
girls giggled their way back to the restaurant.
Eventually Victor's old gang was led into the Black Water trail by
Victoria or Belinda and then transformed in the same way Victoria was.
The town itself was free of the gangs grasp. Just to make the punishment
worth it every time Victoria would have sex for about 30 seconds Victor
would come back inside Victoria's head just to witness his newfound love
of men. Occasionally some men go missing on the trail but there always is
an abundance of beautiful horny women at the Halverton Caf?.
So remember folks, if you ever are in a town called Halverton, that has a
huge park with a trail called the Black Water, just be kind to the land
because the owner of it has unique ways of punishment.
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