My latest story is posted in the donor lounge and updated. I’m posting this with permission to let readers know what’s inside the donor’s lounge.
[spoiler] [LEFT]“Are we gonna give the fleshies a good scare?”[/LEFT]
“What? Why? It’s Halloween! We always go haunting on Halloween! It’s been our tradition for over a century.”
[LEFT]“I know, but this year is different. I planned to get rid of the mortals squatting in my house, but then I met the boy. I changed my mind.”
Corey gasped at the sudden, unexpected impact. Vicky never hit him before. Her upper cut drove right into his stomach and squishy organs. He crumpled to the ground, clutching his midsection. His skirt pushed up, puffy, soggy diaper exposed. Soft, warm mush filled the seat of his diaper. The force of the painful blow pushed the mess right out of him; he was helpless to stop himself from pooping himself. He whimpered in pain, tears gathered in the corner of his closed eyes. [/LEFT]
Victoria snorted. “Ghosts aren’t real. Quit acting like such a freak. Maybe then I’ll admit to being related to you.” She stormed out of the room.
Hex looked at Hatty and grinned a very sharp, silvery grin. “We’re going haunting after all.”