Gather a Conciousness

Marion tried to gather her consciousness even though she only returned halfway. She could feel a heat being wrapped around her body.

Is she currently in hell?

No, not in hell, but in another heaven—where this man took her. There was a different sensation she felt in the niche of her neck. Tickled but made her moan in half-consciousness. She tried to open her eyes and found a figure who was now sniffing the pheromone scent in her body.

"W-what are you doing?" asked Marion weakly. Tried to find a grip, but nothing could support her body that seemed to be floating.

However, in the next second, her smile stretched out of control. Sometimes, she sighs. She then grabbed the body of the man who was still enjoying his own game, either intending to get Marion to get up and open her eyes and allow the game to continue or at least say hello to the man.

"Oh, you're wearing a great costume!" she screamed. "And . . . you're hairy. I like that."

She was still in two dimensions. Then, the hairy man seemed to want to pull Marion into another, deeper dimension. It might just be her and the man.

The man who was now on top of Marion's body seemed to be trying his best to contain himself. However, in the end, he couldn't. He, who had originally turned into a terrible creature, suddenly turned back into his original form—a charming man with a sturdy body and without clothes.

It was too much for him, especially since he couldn't hold it anymore.

He gives one attack as a start and the way for another attack. However, his actions were stopped by a muffled shriek that sounded from Marion's lips.

"No, no. Don't stop; you've knocked on the door, so you can't run. Trick or treat," the girl mumbled, looking sweaty because of the heat from the man's body that was still on top of her, as well as from the desire she had felt since the man started the game.

Marion was not fully aware, but the opposite was with the man. Marion's rant was a sign that the girl gave what she had willingly.

Of course, the mysterious man didn't let the opportunity slip by. He resumed his halfway game, forcing the attack to penetrate the defense of the beautiful girl who was still not fully conscious of making the right decision. However, he didn't care.

The girl, even though she looked in pain, couldn't let the man stop.

"I told you, you can't just stop, Sir. Go ahead and finish. I'm looking forward to it."

The man who really couldn't contain the desire—shook his head. "You might regret it, Miss."

"Just do it. Now!" the answer is short.

Of course, this man was greeted with pleasure. He launched another attack after breaking through the girl's seal. He admitted that this was the first time he had done it because he was unable to contain the urge of desire that came from nowhere.

All this time, the woman who approached him was even more attractive than this girl, but for some reason, this girl with brown hair seemed to have a magical charm that managed to cast a magic spell so that he was tempted to fulfill his desire for her.

The two beings of different types and genders finally managed to achieve extraordinary release simultaneously after chasing the climax for quite a long time.

Screams and groans filled the room where they were now. It was the man who was the least able to withstand the sensation of it all. There was a feeling of pain and pleasure that appeared at the same time until his fingernails unknowingly stuck and scratched several surfaces of nearby objects, including Marion's flawless skin.

The man almost threw himself next to the girl, but he couldn't when he heard a knock on the door.

The man glanced at the door for a moment, then at the girl, who quickly fell back asleep after successfully making the mysterious man release all his bullets inside her without being able to be controlled by him.

Now is the time for him to go. He has got what he wanted. No, not like that!

At first, this was not the purpose of his coming to the annual party at his office, but indeed for work matters, as well as for eating matters. However, finding Marion among many more tantalizing foods somehow got him drunk even though he had not drunk alcohol at all.

The man got up and covered Marion's body with his coat. He then put on his tattered shirt, opened the window and jumped nimbly towards the outside, having previously turned to Marion, wishing the girl well after he left.

***

Marion squirmed, squealing as she felt a crushing feeling run through her body as if a heavy object had just hit her. She opened her sticky eyes. It must have been the result of the few glasses of alcohol she had drunk. Her head still hurts. However, it was as if she found herself naked, only covered in a work coat, that she didn't know who it belonged to.

She cupped her arms across her chest and felt pain in several parts of her body, especially in her core part.

Marion got up and then went to the mirror in the room. She noticed the scratch marks on some parts of her body that still looked new and red.

"What is this? Ouch!" she screamed. She scanned the entire room, finding her shapeless shirt. What happened? She didn't even remember the details at all, except when she accidentally vomited her guts on the shirt of a man she didn't recognize and couldn't even remember what he looked like.

"Damn it! What happened to me?" The groin felt sore, and she felt sore in the core. "Did I just ... impossible."

So far, no one had ever touched the girl, and she even thought it might be better if she took care of it and gave it only to her lover or to her future husband. She didn't even care about Shana's banter, who had even set Marion up with Andreas, her handsome cousin.

Unfortunately, Marion refused because Andreas had asked Marion to make love to him even in the first meeting. And now ... ah, what a fool! She even made love to a stranger who she didn't even remember the face and details of what happened.

What a shame!

Marion took out her cell phone and then dialed Shana, who immediately received the call.

"Oh, my God, where have you been, Marion?! I've been so panicked looking for you since last night."

"Oh, yeah? You haven't even received my call, no matter how many times. But it's okay, Shana. Because I need your help right now, this is serious."

"Whatever it is, say it, Marion. I'll help as best I can."

"I'm in room number 305, 12th floor. Please come here quickly. Don't forget to bring me a set of clothes, okay? Thanks."

Shana's eyes widen. "W-what are you doing there, Marion?"

"I can't tell you now. Later, I promise. But please bring me what I asked."