Chapter 18

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Wherever she was, had been sent, had ended up...it was warm and nice. It was perfect. Felt like she was floating yet somehow on a beach in the sand and sun. It was peaceful and magnificent. Heaven. She didn't want to leave or for any of this to ever stop. The blinding light started to dim and she felt her bare feet on warm sand under them. Wiggling her toes through it. She could smell the ocean, see the sun over her head, head the birds and smell the tropics, the salt water, everything around her. No longer in that horrible clown makeup and costume she was back to looking like herself. Complete with a bikini. Her hair back to being chestnut brown, hanging down to her waist. The breeze blowing through it nicely. Very refreshing in the heat. She headed for the water and let it wash over her feet and legs.

"You like this?" She heard his voice from behind her. ITS voice. She turned quickly and gasped when she saw him. He was the human looking version of himself. Not the clown. Though, it wasn't like that was much better. He still had all the weird features of the Pennywise persona just without the makeup. It was almost more surreal to see him like this. The wind blowing just enough to be able to tell he was kind of balding.

"You can take any forms you want, any at all, and this is what you choose to look like? This or that clown thing." She pointed out.

"I-"

"Yeah I know you like it." She muttered and turned to look back out over the ocean. He wasn't dressed appropriately for the beach at all. In fact, he was in some weird suit that oddly reminded her of a circus performer from the 1800's or something. Complete with pocket watch. She wasn't sure why she thought circus performer specifically but there was something about it that just made sense. That or they were so connected it wasn't a thing he had to say out loud to her. "Do you have a name for this form?"

"Robert Gray," he replied. At least his voice was a bit more sane when he looked human. He came towards her wrapping his arms around her from behind and pulling her close. He was aroused but she guessed given how she looked at the moment she couldn't be shocked by that either.

"Where are we?" She asked.

"Where are you," He chuckled smelling at her hair like some dirty old pervert. She shuddered feeling simultaneously disgusted and aroused by this weird behavior. "Deadlights."

"Dead...lights?" She asked slowly.

"You were irritating so I needed to calm you down a bit," He said starting to stroke her hair roughly. Even though she couldn't see his hans she knew that they were dirty, somehow, maybe it's because of how she could tell her hair was sticking to his fingers any time he moved them back. None of that even mattered, though, considering she didn't know what in the holy hell he was talking about.

"What?"

"Don't question it too hard, little one." He said. She pulled out of his grasp gently and turned to look at him. He reached to stroke her cheek and that's when she could tell his hands definitely were covered with something and they didn't smell too nice either. Since it wasn't blood and it was brown, and in some areas black, she didn't want to even attempt to question what might be on them.

"Were you a real...guy once?" She asked looking him over. "Like...in a circus?"

"That's not important either." He dismissed. Well, they were getting nowhere fast with this line of questioning but since it was abundantly clear in that outfit that he was aroused, because his pants were basically forming their own type of circus tent around his erection at that point she pretty much knew this was going to end in sex.

"If you mate with me in here...what is this? My mind? Something...a dream...?"

"Close to a dream, yes, what you humans call dreaming in any case." He said casually taking another step towards her. He ran his greasy hand over her tits and down towards the waistline of her bikini bottom. As horrified as she was of this kind of weird, groping molestation thing he was doing it was turning her on and she hated that too. He was just pawing at her body like he owned it and it was so hot but so nauseating. She backed up a bit more into the water but he just followed her as if it were literally no problem that he was getting his suit wet doing this. "No, this won't do little girl, come here and let Daddy feel you up properly."

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