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Here is a collection of tales of your Stranger Things Favorites....
Where anything is possible and all is... well in celebration of spooky season...
Things will go bump in the night....
Monsters can bite....
Let's...
Trigger Warnings: smut, oral (f) receiving; (m) ass play; fingering (mutual); multiple orgasms; riding position & a lot of biting; p in v, bullying, mention of cult & witch stuff.
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Alright boys and girls, let's settle down the first story... Now, I normally would start my tales of creeps and monsters with a bit more of a bloody tale.... But this will do, ease your pretty little head into the idea of what's to come...
Actually, with this tale it may be you who... cums...
A story is supposed to hold a beginning... but theirs, well they lived with a certain set of rules. They were never accepted and more so they have never been loved. The rules of witches and men have been told over centuries. The same old stories of broomsticks and pointed hats. Of black cats and crystals. Of cauldrons and spiders.
There is an old tale of a house in Hawkins, a home to the famous Marx sisters. It's funny how every child knows the tale of the sisters, the murders and all the violence. What never gets told is how these women are all connected, they are all the same, a history of witchcraft, a boredom... women banded together in sisterhood, immortality and more boredom.
They thrived on sex. Power... then more sex...
A coven of women all with intense... needs. And with that comes the most favorite of pastimes, seduction. These witches. These women, roam from town to town, they choose a partner for the night, one or two, then decide what the night will be for... will the partner be in for a night of pleasure... or will it end in blood. Only the heart can tell, and the heart wants what it wants.....
