Witching hour
Added 2025-10-29 23:14:47 +0000 UTC"Please... let me in."
Her sultry voice croons through the eerie silence of the night.
She's warmly pressing her juicy breasts and swollen belly; pregnant and full of life, against the cold window glass in the dead of the night.
Not only am I supposed to be deep in the woods by myself and not a soul around for miles on end, but we're also two and a half stories up.
Yet here she is once again. Levitating and beckoning me to open the window for her welcome.
I never knew what she was. A ghost? An alien? Some kind of creature from myth? Was she even real? No, she had to be.
I first encountered her during my first night at the abandoned lodge near the end of January.
I'd let the nubile entity in and although she was a 'girl' of few words - it was clear what she wanted from me, to which I eagerly gave to her by breeding her several times through the night. By dawn she had mysteriously vanished.
Nearly nine months had passed since our passionate encounter and she was back by the witching hour just like last time.
I guess it's time for another sticky reunion.
Happy Halloween!
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