What are Your Hidden Intent

Chapter 9

He pulled the bottle of pink liquid out of his pocket, turning his head as he unscrewed the plastic lid. The smell was unbearable. He titled the bottled down towards his skin; but all of a sudden its vile contents spilled onto Dipper's wrist.

Fuck! Lyssa clearly stated no more than a drop, and this was definitely more than a single drop, it was more than twenty drops. He hastily rushed towards the sink to wipe off the contents. Shit! Now what was he going to do, the pink liquid stuck to his skin like a thick tar.

Dipper slowly crept into Candy's living room, unsure of the effect the incubus formula would have on her. She turned to him right away.

"Oh my goodness? What is that smell?" She asked.

"Oh um. I don't smell anything," Dipper nervously chuckled.

"It smells... Delicious!" she said.

"Whew!" he thought, "at least she doesn't think I smell like a garbage sewer."

She got off the couch and walked towards him, wrapping her hands around his arms. "I feel strange," she said.

"Strange how?" he asked, he gulped. This was it.

"My body... it tingles,"

Dipper became concerned. "Should I call an ambulance?"

"No," she whined. "I'm fine. I'm just..."

"Just, heh... Just spit it out" Dipper said trying to move her body away from him

Candy lunged at Dipper, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his lips to hers. She kissed him with a vicious appetite.

"Extremely aroused!" she replied finally, after breaking their kiss.

She lunged at Dipper again, kissing him with too much love. She pushed him slowly back towards towards her bedroom. Dipper's legs went out from under him as they reached her bed. Candy fell directly on top of him, never stopping her attack of kisses, she began to ride him in a teasingly erotic way.

Her kisses were pleasurable, though very dangerous. He needed her essence, but not at the expense of his soul. The incubus formula had taken complete control of Candy's mind. There was no stopping her, Dipper had to get out of there, and fast!

"Candy!" Dipper screamed as he gasped for air. "This is amazing and all, but I need to leave."

"You can't go!" she ordered. "I need you to be inside me!"

Candy resumed her kissing while attempting to undo his pants. He struggled against her, tossing her to the side.

"I'm sorry Candy!" he stated as he stood up. He walked out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom, that's when Candy tackled him and hissed, Dipper can almost see fangs coming from her mouth. He struggled to get her off of him when suddenly he felt a heavy blunt object hit, he thought it was a lamp. That's when his worldview became dark.

Dipper opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling, his hurt was still throbbing. He tried to move his arms, but they wouldn't budge. Dipper soon realized that he was tied. His legs would not move either. Dipper looked down towards his feet. Indeed, his ankles were tied the say way as him arms. He also noticed he had been stripped of all his clothes.

His vision began to focus, noticed something in between his legs. The blurred figure came into focus. It was Candy, and she had been sucking his cock while he had been unconscious, Dipper noticed that she wasn't wearing her glasses.

"Candy! Stop!" Dipper pleaded.

Candy stood up, "I can't! My body wants to be inside of you. I need you to make me cum! To make the tingling stop!"