Mounted on the Broom
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So where are we supposed to find this Billy Gruff?
“I would imagine where Davis said, by the old stone bridge,” Penelope replies. “Weren’t you listening?”
I was, but it was hard to concentrate with you using us as a pocket pussy for the dorky guy back there.
“I didn’t hear you complaining about it.”
That’s because you weren’t listening.
“You complain a lot,” Penelope says with a frown. “And to think I wanted you as a catgirl.”
I wouldn’t complain so much if I wasn’t stuck with you in one body. Plus, it wouldn’t be so bad if you didn’t fuck Davis. I don’t see how you’d even consider doing it again.
“I like big dicks, what can I say?” Penelope says with a shrug. “Plus, I find the geeky guys more attractive.”
Figures, the cute girl would pick out the ugliest guy.
“Yeah well, he lasted a good while, which is more than I could say for a male cat.”
I wouldn’t know. I’ve never been laid by one.
“I didn’t know you wanted to,” Penelope says, stopping. “I figured that when you licked me, you were into girls.”
I am into girls. That’s why I licked you. Had I known you’d do something crazy like this I wouldn’t have.
“It’s not my fault, okay?” the witch pleads. “Anyway, why didn’t you do that before?”
I wanted to, but that damn toy you always use scares the shit out of me.
“Really?” the girl asks. “The Rampant One scares you? Is it the size?”
Size? Really? You really don’t know anything about cats do you?
“Sure I do,” the girl argues. “You’re lazy. You eat a lot. You only want attention when you want it.”
Hey, I cannot help that is how nature made us.
“Yeah, I guess I can’t blame you there,” she says with a shrug before continuing on the path.
We’re loyal, which is why we make good familiars. And we’re always there for you when you need us.
“And you lick good pussy,” the witch adds. “Hey! A pussy that licks pussy!”
Are you trying to be funny now?
“Hey! I’m always funny,” Penelope protests.
Yeah, about as good at being funny as you are at casting spells.
“I’m good at casting spells,” she argues. “I’m a third year...”
Yeah, yeah. You’re a third-year witch. You learned basic spell casting the first year. How else did you get to third year if you didn’t know how to cast spells?
“Yeah.”
Well, I don’t know how you did it. Maybe you blew your teacher or something.
“I fucked my teachers because I wanted to, not to be moved to the next level,” Penelope says angrily. “I resent that you would ever...”
“Can I help you find something?” a deep voice says, interrupting the girl. “You seem a little lost, in more ways than one.”
The young witch spins around to where the voice came from. Sitting perched on a large rock is a goat, chewing on some grass. He looks much like her; human-looking but in a goat form. “Um ... I didn’t expect to find anyone in a situation like me.”
“A situation like you?” the goat repeats. “What kind of situation are you in?”
“Well duh, I screwed up a spell that merged me with my cat and this is what I got,” Penelope quickly explains, displaying her body to the goat.
Well, I never expected you to admit you screwed up. The girl growls her retort.
“I’m sorry, I don’t quite follow,” the goat says. “You seem to have me confused with some other goat round here.”
“Are you Billy Gruff?” she asks.
“Senior,” he answers. “The one and only. And who am I to make the acquaintance of?”
“I’m Penelope and I’m a witch,” Penelope says proudly.
“Since you’re coming from that direction, I assume you’re from the East School of Witchery,” he says sagely.
“That I am.”
“I wasn’t aware that the school was accepting catgirls.”
“They’re not,” the girl informs. “They only take on pretty human girls.”
“Wait, don’t tell me,” Billy Gruff says. “You were with someone familiar and you got turned into a catgirl. Now you’re trying to escape by pretending you’re a witch.”
Penelope huffs and drives her fists into her hips. You’re real smooth at this, ain’t you? Ignoring the voice inside her head, she says, “Look. I’m a real witch. Through some crazy alignment of stars or some moron erasing part of the spell, I merged with my cat and this is what I got. My friend sent me to find you in hope that you knew something about the book I need.”
“A book you say?” the old goat ponders.
“Yes, the second volume to this one,” the girl answers, producing her book from her bag.
“Oh, well I don’t tend to carry around books, especially magical ones,” the goat admits. “Being the unmagical type, I don’t see a need for them. I can’t even read, you see?”
“No, no, no,” the girl says, stamping her foot. “I hoped you would know where the second book was.”
“Oh. Why didn’t you say so?” he asks.
“I did,” she says.
Actually, you didn’t.
“Well, I’m a little old you see, and my mind ain’t what it used to be,” Billy Gruff says. “Maybe there’s a way you can help jog it a little.”
Oh, no. Don’t tell me he talking about what I think he’s talking about.
“What do you mean?” Penelope asks, referring to Hazel rather than the goat on the rock.
But Old Gruff interprets it as she is talking to him. He picks up a stick and poles it under Penelope’s dress, lifting it up a little. “I think a little of the magical pussy could do wonders on my memory.”
Oh no, he means what I thought he meant.
Penelope drops her head, looking a little shy. Her eyes dart down to the welcome package between his thighs.
Oh, don’t you even think about it.
The young witch smiles and starts to peel out of her clothing.
You are. You’re not seriously going to...
Like a flash of lightning, Old Gruff is off that rock embracing the naked witch. He immediately cups her under in his hand. He hasn’t touched an ass like hers in a good, long time. He pulls her close and has her feel something of his own that is as solid as her ass. Penelope bites her lower lip, feeling his old goat cock pressing against her.
You think he uses some kind of herb to get that thing up?
After sticking his tongue down the girl’s throat, Old Gruff lifts her off the ground and over onto the rock. He places her on it and then lies on top of her. Instantly he goes for her breasts, sucking and licking them.
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Sanosuke: Well, it was kind of a gamble whether you'd come to Kyoto or not. When I thought about it, I didn't know if you'd set Kenshin on him yourself or what. Hey, you could look a little more pleased to see me. I did some training on the treacherous Nakasen Way. Saitou:? Sanosuke: Thanks to my getting lost, this guy pushed me a lot farther than I really needed to go. (turning to the audience) When I checked with Kenshin, I found out he went by the easy Toukai Way, so think about that...
When Penelope returns to the place where she met Nedkid Woodflayer, she finds the vampire hunter propped against a tree stump asleep. Now there’s a sight, a mighty vampire hunter catching his Z’s. “Don’t be hard on him,” the witch says. “He has to stay up all night doing battle.” With a hard-on like that I’m surprised he isn’t using it as a sword. The girl giggles and it is enough to wake Ned. The man jumps to his feet, pulling out a stake from beneath his coat. “Who goes there!” he...
Finding the castle turns out to be easy, perhaps the easiest thing Penelope has had to do since this journey began. As big as it is, reaching high into the sky, it could easily found if not for the spell placed over it. It wasn’t until she stepped through the barrier that it appeared. It was not there one moment and then there the next. She felt the stirrings of the magic and it made her remember one of the lessons in class. “I know what the riddle means now,” she says, standing outside the...
Penelope reaches the landing at the top of the stair and pauses before a large, heavy door. This is where God said Starkey spends the majority of his days. The castle if large with many, many rooms, but this room is the only he uses. In fact, according to the golem, it is the only one decorated with anything. The rest lack tapestries, furniture and anything else one might expect in a castle. What are we waiting for? It’s not like were meeting royalty. You didn’t even act this way for King...
Penelope leaves the castle about midday, merged back with Hazel the moment they stepped out of the room. Both had hoped that maybe it wouldn’t happen and that they could just go back home and get on with their lives, but it didn’t. “I can’t believe he wouldn’t tell me any more about my mother,” the witch complains, walking in the direction toward Arseus’ stronghold. It’s not surprising. “Why do you say that?” Because it is probably too much for you right now. “Well, he may not have...
So what was that about last night? “I don’t know,” Penelope says, gazing up at the trees along the path. “At least we’re out of that dark forest. The birds are even singing.” Don’t change the subject. And don’t talk about birds. You know I can’t chase after them. “I really don’t know,” she repeats. “Do you really think he would have eaten us?” Of course he would have. He was a vampire. All that could have been avoided if the vampire hunter would have done his job. “I wonder where he...
Hey, wake up! Come on girl, get up! Penelope shifts, groggily moaning. “W-where are...” Where are we? Beats the hell out of me. I can’t see until you open your eyes. The witch tries to open her eyes. “W-what, what...” What happened? Damn, I’m getting good at this. The girl groans and her eyes flutter open. There isn’t much light so it makes it easier for her. All her senses seem to be coming back and she feels the coolness of the stone that she is lying on through her fur and onto her...
Penelope lifts her head, blinking away the brightness from her eyes. “Is it over?” she asks aloud. The only thing that follows is silence. She exhales, ready to lift herself off the cold floor when a pair of lips covers hers. The young witch gasps with surprise. Then the kisses deepens, pressing harder. She whimpers and then kisses back. Hazel’s lips are soft, her breath warm against her mouth. When the tip of the cat’s tongue glides over her lips, Penelope parts them, moaning as her tongue...
The next morning, Harley rose early and headed down to the city jail. When he got there, he was greeted with hostile silence. "Where's my prisoner?" he asked. "He was released this mornin'," a skinny little man in a policeman's uniform stated. "Who released him?" Harley demanded. "I did," a familiar voice said behind him. Harley turned and found himself looking into the squinty eyes of Lester Beaudine. "You don't have any authority to release anyone from the City Jail"...
Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...