Trapped for the past 27 years, Jenny Denbrough could only watch from the sidelines as Pennywise the Dancing Clown decides to terrorize the children of Derry once again. The news of Its awakening bring the Losers Club back home once again in order to...
"You're not going anywhere, Jenny!" Pennywise's voice echoed. His gloved hand yanked my ankle which got me to fall on the sewage floor.
I began screaming as I tried to find something to hold on to. But my hands couldn't find anything on the slippery floor. I even went as far as using my nails but all it did was leave scratch marks.
"Jenny!" Bill screamed. He grabbed my hand and tried to pull me back but our hands were so wet that we kept slipping and letting go.
My body was dragged inside the well but I used my arms to hold myself up as best as I could. Pennywise kept laughing at me as he continued to drag my body in. I held my hand up for Bill as he ran toward me but I could feel myself slipping.
"Bill!" I cried one last time before being dragged into the well completely.
I clutched my head as I tried to forget that terrible day. It's been almost 27 hellish years since Pennywise took me away from the last person I've ever cared about. 27 long years trapped inside this well and to make matters worst, I didn't age because I'm supposed to be dead. When Pennywise dragged me inside, I hit my head on the floor and it snapped my neck. But instead of being reunited with Georgie, I woke up here in this dark abyss with no company besides that stupid demonic clown who keeps trying to get me pregnant.
"Jenny," Pennywise's voice echoed.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed. I can hear Its voice but It never showed up.
"What's wrong, Jenny? What's got my bride so upset?"
"Are you fucking serious? I'm stuck here with you when all I want is to be free and go see my brother. But instead, I've got some clown who won't leave me ALONE!" Tears came down my cheeks as I started to heave. Every day, every single fucking day, I think about Bill and his friends. Are they doing ok? What are they doing right now? What would we have done if we just lived normal lives before this clown came into it? "I want to go...home."
"But you are home, Jenny. You're here with me. And I'm not going to let you go ever again."
"Never?" I repeated.
What's the point? Even if I wanted to go home I can't. I'm dead. I can't go to college, get a successful job, get married, have kids, and live happily ever after. This is life. My sad pathetic life that came straight out of a horror movie.
"It doesn't have to be just us, Jenny," Pennywise said. I heard tiny wheels coming toward me. A small tricycle emerged from the dark walls. A bright red tricycle with a little bell stopped in front of me as a small ding came from the bell.
This is what my life has become? Trapped with a demon in this well forever until It gets hungry again. I - I can't do this anymore. Ok, I give up.
"Fine," I cried. "Whatever. I don't care anymore. Do whatever you want to me?"
I felt two gloved hands grab my arms which made me scream when Pennywise appeared in front of me. "After all these years," It sang. "I can finally have what I've been craving the most." It bit its lip as drool pooled down the side of its mouth and down its chin. "It's going to be delightful."
I jumped when It stuck its tongue out. Shivers crawled down my spine as I felt its cold wet tongue go down my neck. My eyes went shut as Pennywise moved one hand from my arm and lifted the hem of my shirt over my chest. I wanted nothing more than to gag when I felt its tongue move toward my abdomen and slowly trailed up. To actually hold in my gag and hold back more tears, I placed my hand over my mouth as my other hand reached up and grabbed its sleeves.
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"Wait," Pennywise said. "This can only work if we both give into the pleasure." My brows furrowed when Pennywise's voice changed. "Does this work for you, Jenny?"
I opened my eyes and looked up. Instead of the clown, I was face to face with a handsome man. If it wasn't for the fact that I know he's really It then I would have said that he was hot.
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"What are you doing?" I questioned.
"For the ritual to work, my bride needs to feel the same amount of pleasure I do. And I know it won't work if I'm in that form."
"It doesn't matter what form you're in. Man? Woman? Clown? Giant spider? I'll just do what all my friends have done."
"And what's that?"
"Fake their orgasms."
It obviously didn't like that because he gripped my arms again, a bit more rough this time. I looked down to see Its claws slowly peaking out of his hands. I winced as I tried not to show how much its really hurting me.
"You won't be faking anything," It said. He leaned close. I felt his tongue lick my ear before its teeth bit my earlobe and pulled on it. "I'm going to fuck that pretty pussy of yours raw until I have you creaming all over my hand."
My eyes widened. I felt my body being tossed over his shoulder before he walked deeper into the shadows.
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A/N: No smut for this book. What they're doing now is just a one-time thing. And I guess you guys can figure out the outcome of what happened.
