Witch Out of Time

"Um, Claire, it is Halloween, and you've been MIA for over a month."

Her eyes widened in horror for a moment, then she started trembling.

"That fucking gnome did it. Smiley loves to torment me. Please, keep it away," she begged.

"Greg, listen," Spirit whispered into my thoughts. "Smiley has done terrible things to her. Judging by her scattered memories, he has been manipulating her for more than a year. We don't have time to explain what's going on. I'll put her to sleep so she can rest. We need to save Rutland."

Spirit touched Claire's eyes, and she drifted off to sleep. My heart broke knowing she had been in trouble right under my nose for so long. I planned to make Smiley regret setting foot in Rutland. He was hurting everyone I cared for. I carried Gilda upstairs, and she pointed me into the shower room. Surprisingly, no one was in there.

"Spirit, show Greg the fastest way to restore my energy."

"Gladly," he smiled.

I lost control of my body at that point. Spirit put me in passenger mode, but I could still see and feel everything that was happening. He quickly placed Gilda on the closest bench. Then he pushed her black dress up off her thighs and spread her beautiful legs, exposing her swollen pussy to me. An instant later, my cock was out of my pants and sliding into Gilda's dewy red slit. Her hot skin lovingly squeezed my aching shaft, sending euphoric tingles all over my body. Fucking while possessed was on another level. I couldn't begin to describe the sensation. Gilda groaned in ecstasy as Spirit plowed my cock inside her, restoring her energy and turning my thoughts to mush. A shock of tingles made me cum embarrassingly fast. While I exploded inside of Gilda, I could see magic rush all over her body. Her eyes flew open with a gasp, and she was suddenly glowing again, and I couldn't fuck her hard enough. Spirit doubled his pace, making my eyes roll back from the scorching friction. Gilda cried out and squeezed her gorgeous tits through her dress. They were shaking wildly from the manic fucking. I came again on the tail end of the first orgasm, flooding her tight cunt a second time. A sex puddle formed under us and quickly stained our clothes, giving us a good reason to remove them. Spirit reached up and ripped open Gilda's dress, freeing her tits from the tight fabric. He effortlessly ripped the dress off her body and tossed it on the floor. He did the same thing to my uniform. I knew Spirit was strong, but he didn't flaunt it until he effortlessly tore my pants right off my legs. It felt good to be naked with Gilda and flooding her slit like a fire hose again. With Spirit's energy, we could fuck all night, and I hoped it would actually happen.

Gilda was brimming with magic as she squirmed on the bench. I loved watching her luscious round tits heave and bounce. Her red lips were parted as she gasped in ecstasy. Then she relaxed and groaned in satisfaction. She quickly sat up and pressed her soft lips to mine. Kissing her literally tasted like dessert. I would have to ask her how she did that.

"Mmm, thank you, Greg and Spirit. That was perfect. It's time for us to work our finest magic and encourage Rutland to fuck as if their lives depend on it. Has the potion had time to work?"

"Yes. Everyone should be gently tripping and lucid enough to enjoy what they're doing. It's a perfect combination to strengthen the veil, and we have fifty minutes to pull it off."

"Perfect. Let's get sweaty."

Gilda hopped off my cock so we could leave the shower room. We found the gym members sitting on the floor, looking confused and embarrassed, but they weren't freaking out. The potion was working.

"Unbelievable!" Gilda announced as she strolled through the center of the crowd. "What are we all doing here? And why are we covered in cum? This has to be a dream," she smiled.

"I think we were all having sweaty sex on the floor," Spirit announced, hijacking my body again. "Group sex is an incredible workout, after all. It's part of a special program called Marathon Sex Training. This is the only gym in the state that offers the class, and we all signed up for it."

"Really, we did? Was it expensive?" asked a young lady on the floor, she looked very concerned by the sudden turn of events.

"It was," Spirit nodded. "We should stop wasting time and get our training in before the class is over."

"Good idea," Gilda nodded and stepped over to me.

She matted her fingers into my hair and kissed me passionately for a moment, then she dropped to her knees in front of me. Spirit relinquished control of my limbs right as Gilda sucked my cock deep into her throat. I grunted and shuddered as she did shocking things to my genitals. Was she using her teeth? Fuck. My skin felt hot with embarrassment and arousal as I looked at the shocked faces of the gym members. I never had my cock sucked for an audience before, and I didn't have time to decide if I liked it or not. Gilda was suddenly tormenting my tip between the roof of her mouth and the back of her tongue. It was black magic if I ever felt it. She wanted me to cum embarrassingly fast, so I gave her what she wanted. I grunted and exploded down her throat with impressive volume. Spirit's power had amplified Gilda's potency spell tenfold.

"Holy fuck," I whimpered as I shook again and again.

Gilda greedily drank the first two bursts, then she leaned back and allowed the rest to splash in her mouth, on her tits, and down her stomach. Did I say splash? I meant to say drench. I have no idea how that much cum came out of me. Gilda was watching me like she was in love. Then she groaned and squeezed her cum-soaked tits before reclining on the floor.

"Fuck my brains out, Greg. The rest of you slackers need to get to work," she ordered.

I heard a few yes ma'ams before everyone sprang into action. I quickly laid down on Gilda's slippery body and shoved my cock into her dripping slit. I pounded inside her as I watched the orgy unfold around us. I knew too many people in the room. Meagan, the cute blonde that owned the bakery next to the gym, was getting her ass invaded by Doug, the manager of the hardware store that we swiped the wheelbarrow from. Next to them were Bonnie, Rutland's top realtor, and Frank, the country coroner. Gilda giggled at my distraction and stroked my cheek, pulling my eyes to hers.

"Greg, focus on me if the crowd is bothering you," she purred. "Better yet, get under me and fuck my ass while I put on a little show."

I happily did as she instructed. I pulled out of her and lay on the floor beside her. She quickly climbed over me in reverse-cowgirl and guided my cock into her anus. She groaned and panted as she slowly worked my hard meat into her tighter hole.

"Fuck yes," she breathed as she sank down on me.

She took a deep breath before she reclined, allowing her warm back to rest against my chest. She grabbed my hands and guided them to her busty tits. I happily squeezed them. They were still slippery with cum. I thrust into her ass, allowing the cum on my cock to lube her up a little more. She groaned and squeezed my meat with her anus.

"I love your cock, Greg. Now I need the closest redhead to sixty-nine with me," she called.

I watched as Barbara, the strawberry redhead who worked at the bank across the street, climbed out from under her personal trainer and stepped over to us. She smiled before she straddled Gilda's face, offering her a taste of her swollen pink pussy. Gilda eagerly lifted her chin and lapped into Barbara's wet slit, catching a little white drop on her tongue. My body ached as I watched her enjoying another woman. Barbara moaned in delight as she carefully lowered herself down on top of Gilda. Gilda gasped softly when Barbara's tongue lapped into her own pussy. Thanks to Spirit's presence, I could sense what Gilda was enjoying, and it was making me feverishly aroused. The threesome was too spectacular to rush, but I knew we were tight on time. I took a deep breath and thrust into Gilda's ass. She groaned in enjoyment as she continued to lap inside of Barbara. I chewed my lip as I watched Gilda's tongue disappear between Barbara's swollen labia, working little white drops out of her pussy. They were smearing down Gilda's tongue like egg whites. The sight was too much for me, and I quickly gasped with orgasm. I tensed and groaned as a flood of cum burst out of me and filled Gilda's ass. The slippery flood made everything hotter. Gilda gasped and squirmed as she enjoyed my release. An excess of cum dripped out of her and soaked my crotch before puddling under my ass.

"Mmm, I need two more cocks!" Gilda called. "One should go in Barbara's pussy, and one should go in mine. Get moving, slackers," she ordered.

The closest men slipped away from their partners and approached our pile. I recognized Charley, my old high school buddy, as he straddled Gilda's head and guided his cock into Barbara's pussy. I watched in amazement as he fucked her slowly while Gilda flicked her tongue against his shaft and Barbara's clit. I couldn't see the man penetrating Gilda's pussy, but I felt the extra pressure as his cock invaded her. She groaned in delight to be double penetrated. Her enjoyment was fueling my own. Gilda squeezed Barbara's round butt cheeks as she vigorously flicked her tongue against her clit. Charley picked up his pace, giving the redhead a proper fuck. Arousal oozed out of her stuffed pussy and onto Gilda's tongue, and I was about to cum again. The potency spell mixed with Spirit's power had turned me into a fire hose, and I was loving every second of it. I could hold back if I wanted, but why would I?

I chewed my lip as I watched Barbara's body squirm and twitch. Gilda chuckled and flicked harder against her clit, quickly pushing the redhead out of control. Her hips bucked as she cried out. Then Charley groaned and fucked her deeper. I saw his cock swell and his balls tense as he filled her with cum. Gilda groaned and lapped up the extra semen as it dripped onto her face. I lost it at that point. The lewd closeup was just too much. I thrust hard into Gilda's ass and filled her with another gush of cum. Where was it all coming from?

"Fuck," I groaned as her anus squeezed my twitching shaft.

Gilda moaned and tensed as the cock in her pussy doubled its pace. Once the haze of my last orgasm cleared, I resumed pounding her anus. I reached up and squeezed Gilda's amazing tits. They were perfectly squished against Barbara's soft stomach. I used them to hold her steady as I pumped wildly into her ass. She instantly cried out and sank her nails into my arms. Her hips bucked as she rode two cocks through a powerful orgasm. I loved feeling her lose control. I added to her enjoyment by releasing another load of cum in her ass. I could do it at will by that point. The cock in her pussy twitched and exploded a second later. We both fucked her deeply as her body squeezed our throbbing shafts. Then she relaxed and melted against my chest. We were all panting from the workout. My body was wet with sweat and cum as I lay at the bottom of the pile. It was a good place to be.

"Damn, Greg, you're a natural," Gilda chuckled.

"You know I can't take all the credit."

"True, but don't underestimate yourself. We need to get moving. Four more orgies to go."

We carefully slid away from our sex partners and stood. Gilda grabbed Charley and Barbara and ordered them to keep the orgy going until midnight. Then she raised her hands and began whispering a familiar incantation. She was casting a potency spell over the entire gym.

"Wow, does the spell affect women too?" I whispered to Spirit.

"It does, and with this many people, they're going to need new carpet."

The orgy was in full swing as we left the gym and crossed the street to the grocery store. Confused, naked citizens were wandering the aisles, struggling to make sense of their embarrassing situation. A few frisky individuals were already making out as others watched.

"Hmm," Gilda hummed. "They're too spread out. We need to get them together and in the mood fast. We have less than forty minutes. This is your world, Greg. Any ideas?"

"Um... the PA system!"

I hurried over to a cash register and found a radio on the counter. I picked it up and gave it a quick "testing, one, two, three." My voice sounded loud and clear all over the store. It was time to have a little fun. Spirit, give me strength...

"Happy Halloween, citizens of Rutland! This is Deputy Higgins of the Bramble County Sheriff's Office, and I'm here to announce a thousand-dollar grocery giveaway to the kinkiest couple on the premises or the kinkiest group! Don't limit yourselves when it comes to kinky sex. You heard me! I want to see bodies rolling in the aisles. I also want to hear screaming orgasms with multiple cum shots and multiple penetrations! This is your dirty dream, folks! So don't let yourselves down. Go flirt with that neighbor you've been crushing on. Now is the best time to ask them for sex! Your lives literally depend on it! If you can't do it for yourself, then do it for the grand prize! If you need motivation, we'll be in the produce section fucking on a bed of lettuce."

Gilda was laughing as I grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the lettuce stand. I bent her over the leafy greens and shoved my cock in her pussy. She cried out as sensually as possible as I pounded her into the produce. Onlookers crowded around us to enjoy the show, and in no time at all, they were joining in on the fun. Soon, the lettuce stand was covered in sweaty bodies and dripping with cum. A lot of it was mine. I seriously needed a drink of water. Spirit's power was the only thing keeping me from passing out.

Once the second orgy was in full swing, I grabbed two sports drinks and chugged them as we ran down Second Street and entered Perky Jane's, Rutland's only strip club. It was packed, and it didn't need our help. We smiled in approval to see sweaty, cum-soaked bodies on the floor, bent over the bar, and stacked on the stage. The place was naturally inspiring when it came to sex, so we left and headed across town to the Civic Center. The sign on the door announced a Halloween-inspired knitting contest. We weren't surprised to discover an auditorium full of naked women. That was problematic since they weren't all lesbians. Gilda was a sexy goddess in my mind, but even she didn't know how to turn twenty-six women into lesbians in less than thirty minutes.

"Hey, I have an idea. There was a costumed baseball game scheduled for tonight at the park next door. That's a good place to find some men."

"Perfect!" Gilda smiled and rushed out of the door ahead of me.

Just as I predicted, we found a group of confused and naked men wandering in the outfield. Gilda told them to follow her for a good time, and they happily obeyed. We brought them to the knitting club and inspired them to get frisky. It was surprisingly easy. I had no idea knitters could be kinky. There were also more lesbians among them than we first thought. Either way, the fourth orgy was in progress, and we had twenty minutes left to inspire one more. We went outside to observe the energy channels in the sky. They were loosening and returning to normal as good energy flowed through Rutland.

"Have we done enough?" I asked Gilda and Spirit.

"I think we have," Gilda smiled. "Wait a minute... what the hell is that?"

She pointed north at a tangled ball of black and purple energy. It was racing across the sky. Something on the ground was likely pulling the knot along with it. It stopped over a small subdivision on the edge of town.

"Shit, Greg. That knot is big enough to knock a hole in the veil and let demons through."

"What's causing it?" I asked.

"Smiley," Spirit answered. "I felt that dark knot hiding inside the bigger knot over the gym before we arrived. Smiley created it with the void spell. It must still be active inside somebody we saw at the gym. As a disembodied demon, Smiley needs the veil open to gain his full power in this reality. We won the battle, but he'll win the war if we don't stop him before midnight."

"Shit! Get us over there as fast as possible, Spirit," Gilda ordered.

Spirit smiled and effortlessly hoisted Gilda into my arms. Then, we were instantly racing across town like a lightning bolt. It was extremely disorienting. We stopped suddenly, causing Gilda to clutch at my neck.

"Shit.. let's not do that again," she stammered.

Spirit set her on her feet, and she staggered sideways.

"Oops, sorry," he smiled and grabbed her arm to keep her from falling into a hedge.

"No problem. I'm just dizzy. Where are we, Greg?"

"Hunter's Park Subdivision. Some of Claire's coworkers live here. Wait a minute... Jason lives here. Claire said he stole her phone and locked her in the gym basement, and Smiley said Jason was his human vessel. I spoke to him at the Sheriff's Office. His eyes glowed red. He said he was going to kill me. But a call from the high school came over the radio and scared him off."

"Do you know which house is his?" Gilda asked.

"I do. Come on."

I may have stalked Jason a little when I suspected he was sleeping with Claire. Claire was a wonderful person and never hinted at being unhappy with me, but she always acted off when Jason was around. I got the feeling she was afraid of him. She freaked out when I confronted her about it. Then she went missing for a month. I planned to beat Jason's and Smiley's asses for what they did to her.

"Greg," Spirit whispered into my thoughts. "Don't jump to conclusions. Jason may be an innocent victim in all of this. He's not the real enemy."

I sighed and nodded as we stopped in front of Jason's house. Judging by the flashing lights inside, a party must have been in full swing. Gilda tried the door to discover it was locked with magic. Spirit stepped forward and opened it with brute force, breaking the door off its hinges and shattering the spell. We were shocked by the scene inside. The spacious ranch house had an open floor plan. The living room flowed right into the kitchen, and naked people were fucking all over the place. Most of them were Claire's coworkers. The most shocking sight was Claire. She was levitating over the dining room table in a haze of purple static. The tiny electric storm around her was causing the lights to flash. A handsome blonde man was kneeling between her legs, pounding his cock into her pussy. Another man was underneath her, working his cock inside her ass. A third man was kneeling over her head, thrusting his cock into her throat, and a fourth man was sitting on her chest, aggressively fucking her swollen tits. The freakiest aspect of the scene was her lack of movement. She was hovering an inch above the man that was fucking her ass. They all had vacant looks on their faces, except for the man fucking her pussy. He was smiling as he enjoyed his masterpiece. It was Jason. He bit his lip and groaned as he pounded deeper inside her and flooded her pussy with cum. Then he smiled and turned his glowing red eyes on us.

"Oh, hello, Greg. You were right. I am fucking your girlfriend," he chuckled.

I clenched my fists and stepped forward, but Spirit hijacked my body again.

"Smiley, let that poor woman go and stop this nonsense," Spirit scolded. "We won't let you destroy Rutland or humanity, especially outside of your own reality. How could you betray Gilda like that? You helped us save Rutland once. I thought you had matured into a dignified demon. What changed?"

Jason rolled his eyes and hopped off the dining table. The purple haze flickered and grew weaker when he stepped down. He snapped his fingers and motioned another man onto the table to take his place. The storm recovered as soon as five people were on the table again. Claire was the anchor for the purple knot of energy over the house, and the mindless fucking was making it stronger.