"Babe, calm," Alice said, trying to soothe her redheaded lover. Bridgette paced back and forth in the foyer, her fists clenching repeatedly as she tried to take a few deep breaths. "It's okay, I promise. She couldn't have hurt me anyway, you know I'm not weak."

  "Bullshit," the woman snapped. "I'd have overpowered you in a fucking heartbeat. You might think you're hot stuff, but there's no doubt I'm a better caster. I guarantee I'd have you unconscious or worse within three spells." Bridgette spun on her heel, raising a fist and stepping toward the woman, violence on her face.

  "For fuck's sake," Alice shouted at the stranger. "I'm trying to calm her down, and you're pouring gasoline on the goddamned fire. Shut the fuck up, dy." Startled, the woman took a big step backwards, raising her hands again. Alice pointed at a dining room chair, instructing the stranger. "Sit down, shut up, and start thinking of exactly what the fuck story you're going to tell us to expin whatever misunderstanding led you here. Or else I'm going to let her off the leash, and we can feed your corpse to the pigs after she pummels you to death."

  The woman sheepishly stepped into the dining room, sitting down at the table and looking around at Alice's house, clearly noting the family photos on the walls. She was good-looking, Alice had to admit, despite the crazed appearance, the air of mayhem, and the blood still streaming down her cheek from that awful wound. But who in the world was she and where had she come from?

  Bridgette kept pacing for several more minutes while Alice sat down in a chair across from the stranger, her legs crossed and chin in her hands as she stared at the mysterious woman. The woman sheepishly looked down at her p, fidgeting with her skirt while the two of them waited for Bridgette to join them. Finally, Bridgette blew out a deep breath of air, seeming to defte, and walked over to stand next to Alice. "Are you okay?," she asked, gncing down at her lover. "Really okay?"

  Alice nodded that she was and pushed a chair back, gesturing Bridgette to sit next to her. The redhead colpsed into the chair, heaving a sigh, and gred at the pink-haired stranger. "Okay," Alice began. "Let's have it. What's your story? How are you here? Who is Victor? Despite everything, I'm willing to help you if we can because Fi asked me to, but can we start over with some actual expnations? Once we hear your side, I'll gdly tell you our story as well in the hopes that it helps you find what you need."

  The stranger put her hands on the table, staring down at them, then up at the two women across from her, then back at her hands. Clenching her fists, she sighed, then put them in her p and began, her voice holding an almost hysterical edge to it. "Okay, I'll do what I can to expin. I might ramble a bit, but ... fuck. Deal with it, I'm not good with people. Or talking. Or talking about myself, to people. It's a been a fucking crazy day and I'm a little off bance. Whatever, here goes..." She swallowed nervously, then opened her mouth and rushed her words out as quickly as possible.

  "I'm Erika, hi, nice to meet you, saw your tits. What an awkward meeting. Holy cow, though. Those tits on the pair of you. Hah, no pun intended. Cows, right? Udders? Anyway, uh. Yea. Where was I? Boobs. Lovely, lovely boobs. No, not boobs. Uhm," she paused, thinking for a second. Alice's mouth dropped open, shocked at the profane stream of consciousness coming from the pink-haired stranger. "Oh, right. The beginning. I'm a librarian. Or, well, I was a librarian. Before the world blew up. Not much important to say about that. Job sucked, but it paid the bills. I spent all of my free time and money pying pen and paper role pying games with my gal-pals. Then they banned me from the group, the bitches. I mean, I had it coming, I suppose. I wore a vibrator to the st session, didn't realize it was loud enough for them to hear, they called me on it, acted all offended. Like I'm the first fucking person in the world to wear a bullet vibe and buzz myself while gaming with friends? Right? Fuck them."

  "It took a lot of self-reflection and honesty to realize it was probably my own fault, though. I was pissed at them. Not my fault I was horny, right? That's what I told myself for a while. But whatever. That wasn't important. My libido is like, forever cranked to 11. So anyway, they banned me. The next morning, I decided I'd just spend the day masturbating and skip work. I tried not to do it too often you know, I had gotten a warning from my boss for how many sick days I'd used, but sometimes a girl just needs to cm jam, am I right? Besides, how busy is the library in Minot, North Dakota, anyway? Spoiler alert - not very. So there I was, putting a colr on my neck and chaining it to the ceiling and easing down onto the biggest fucking tentacle dildo you've ever seen, when bam - the world fucking ends. I miss that dildo. I lost it when my house burnt down. That's a different story. But seriously, giant fucking dildo. Nearly two feet long. Like giving birth in reverse."

  Alice opened and closed her mouth, at a total loss for words and an expression of horror on her face. Bridgette held her sides, hysterically ughing but trying to keep it quiet so it as to not disrupt Erika's storytelling. Tears began streaming down the redhead's face as she shook with ughter while Erika continued.

  "Oh, right. I nearly fucking died, you know? Like, I come to - hah, I said cum - and the tentacle is fucking real, right? Like there's actually a giant fucking tentacle inside of me, pounding my vag like I owed it money. God, it was incredible. But I'm still dangling from the ceiling by this colr as it's just raping the fuck out of me. So many orgasms. Uhm, but yea. This naked dy walks in through the door. How'd she get into my house? No idea. I wish I could have fucked her, though. She was so hot. I did rub nips together and kiss her, so yay me. I think that counts as second base. Anyway, a few more mind-blowing orgasms ter, and she told me that I was one of her witches. Tentacle Witch of Aphrodite," Erika emphasized with air quotes. "But then she just fucked off into nothing and left me trapped there. I guess that's on me, though. I forgot how I was going to unchain myself from the ceiling. Too horny to think it through."

  "Uhm, where was I? Ceiling, cumming, house fire, right. North Dakota sucked, it was cold. I had to kill my old game master, she went evil psycho necromancer bitch. Got a few more good orgasms out of it, though. Then I decided to leave and go somewhere warmer, because why stay in the frigid fucking north if I don't have to? So I go south, figuring what better pce than Florida, right? Surely there's got to be a fucking nonstop parade of spring break sluts with their tits out in the apocalypse, you know? Like, if a girl can't get id during an end of the world beach party, she's got no hope. So down I go until finally I'm there. Turns out, most big cities were gone and so not as many cute coeds as I thought. Oh no, a monster, they'd scream every time I brought my tentacles out to py," Erika said sarcastically.

  "Not you, though, right Raven? I saw that book you were reading - I've read it myself. Masturbated to it more than once. Spoiler alert, it's the botany professor that keeps summoning them. Turns out she wants to ensve the female students into her harem. You wouldn't scream if the tentacles came out. Came. Hah. But anyway. I got tired of the idiots running away every time I wanted to get frisky, so I ended up sitting on a beach by myself, drinking some beers, and just watching the ocean. Then bam, just like magic, a fucking kitsune showed up. God, she was a sexy foxgirl. Slutty dress, cute ears, furry tail, just ... the whole package. She was the one. Well, the one for that day, at least." Erika sighed. "At first, she was super prude 'Oh no, I don't have sex' and 'How dare you say lewd things to me', running away from me. You know the type. Total tsundere move."

  "So she ran away from me and I got pissed off, drunk, and wandered around on the beach. I even started talking to Fi, or at least talking out loud to Fi, which I rarely do. I'm maybe not the best of her acolytes, if I'm being honest about these things. I should do more for Fi. Right as I'm doing that, pow, a fucking siren calls me into the ocean and nearly drowns me. I was a goner, such a brainless slut. Naked dy in the ocean at night with big waves crashing around her? Yep, I'll go wander in and py Rescue Ranger. Sure I can help, I grew up nowhere near the ocean. I can barely doggie paddle. But I am great at doggie style, so at least there's that. So I'm drowning there, right? Poof, goodbye Erika. So long, and thanks for all the orgasms. Then I wake up and Yuki had saved me. But man, she was torn up. Must have been a hell of a fight, but I missed the whole thing, having nearly drowned. So I summoned this friend of mine, uhm, that's a different story. You guys know what a futa is? She's blushing, so that's a yes. Okay, I can summon a magic futa. Put that in your brain for ter if we become good friends. You do NOT want to miss out on that experience. The cock on that woman, wow. Trust me. Not to be missed."

  "Oh, right. So anyway, Yuki is all torn up, I summon my friend, she heals up Yuki. We make up, everyone is happy and content, we call it a night. I wake up, and I'm chained the fuck up. Like good and proper ready to be raped, fuck this wench chained up. Normally, I'm into that, but this guy was like a fucking Yakuza bad news type, and that's not my scene. If Yuki had been doing it, sure, I'll py damsel in distress for a pretty girl any day. Not him. So he ys out that Yuki was supposed to seduce me, and they were going to sacrifice me to some fucking devil. Shit what a plot twist, never saw that one coming. I guess I think with my clit too much. Maybe I'm predictable. Or just easy. So right, Yuki though, she has a change of heart. She argues, and it turns out this Yakuza fucker is her brother. Well, her step-brother he says. Victor, that was his name. Stepbro no, please, I'll do anything to save her. Stepbro probably jerked it a few times thinking about her, too. God, Yuki was gorgeous. Her pussy tasted so great."

  "This motherfucker tries to kill me, ciming that sacrificing me in this ritual would send him to where his destiny requires him to be. Said he was supposed to meet some guy Xavier." Alice snapped forward, her hand impacting the table with a loud smack, interrupting the witch's ramblings.

  "What did you say?," Alice hissed. "Xavier?"

  "Uhm, yea," Erika said, blinking in surprise at the interruption. "I don't know anything but that name. But Yuki, she jumped in front of her brother. He accidentally killed her, or maybe she made him do it on purpose to save my life, I don't know. She died right in front of me," Erika clenched her fist, a tear running down her face. "And so then Victor and I watch Yuki die in front of us, the ritual lights up, he's screaming at me, vowing he's going to track me to the ends of the earth and kill me, I'm still bound up like a fucking gimp and can't talk but sending him every bit of fuck you I will murder you my eyes can muster. And then boom, teleport happens. I'm in a goddamned corn field with a sign pointing to a town called Persistence, and I find you reading a tentacle porn smut book and about to rub one out," Erika finished, nodding at Alice. "And now we're here."