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Part 1 Three Cheers Pt. 2

Brenda got home pretty late. When cheer practice ended, she bolted to Slim's, a terrible night club that she frequented because all the guys there bought her drinks. She hated the place, but none of her classmates or teachers went there, so it was ideal in that sense. Tonight was a good night. There were about six willing customers. After that last drink she had to head home or she'd pass out at Slim's. She put her keys down on the counter. Dad was off on another business trip, she was 18 so she was given a lot of free reign over the house. The fox girl undid her hair tie and threw it somewhere. Then she undressed, throwing her clothes on the floor, her bra and panties she draped over the couch. Then she clapped her hands twice. No lights came on.

"Damnit." She noticed that not even the microwave clock was on in the kitchen. She hadn't had a power outage in a long time. She rolled her eyes, her plans of sitting on the couch in the buff and watching old cartoons was out of the question now. She sighed again, going to get the candles out from above the fridge. If anything, she could at least read something by candle light, and indulge on those chocolate strawberries she was saving for a rainy day. She reached back and grabbed her tail, running her hands over it and straightening out the fur. It was going to be okay, she just needed to relieve some stress, that was all.

She lit three candles, and looked up to see a big, white, horned mask staring directly at her. She let out a screech of surprise, dropping the grill lighter and taking three steps back, covering her breasts on instinct.

"Who are you?!" She yelled at him, going behind the counter and reaching for the knife block, pulling out whichever one she could get her hand on first. Thankfully, it was the big butcher knife. "Get out of here or I swear I'll use this!"

That was when the small-framed man in the suit reached into his pocket. Her worst fear was if he pulled out a gun, but no. He pulled out what looked like a small rag doll in a cheerleader outfit. It was in the shape of a fox, and there was a terrible moment when she realized that he had made a voodoo doll in the shape of her.

"Are you serious right now?! Get the fuck out of-" She was interrupted as the short man put his hand on the arm of the doll, and then flicked the end of it. The knife in her hand was shot to the ground as she felt a horrible pain on the back of her wrist. She yelped, and held her wrist tight.

Before she could ask anything else, he started to rub the doll's chest, and it began to glow a sinister, purple light. That was when she felt a presence inside of her. Her breasts began to tingle as some invisible entity began to caress them. Her face turned bright red, and she let out a quiet moan, her arms crossing over them. The man pulled the voodoo doll's hands to either side of it, and her arms mimicked it. Then his middle fingers began to rub the nipples of the doll. She called out as her nipples hardened to their very fullest, and she squealed as her areolas felt such a wonderful sensation.

The man released her arms, and she instantly began to rub her own chest, she let out a high pitched sigh as the presence inside of her became stronger, and her own eyes began to glow with the purple light. She began to pinch her own nipples, sweating, and smiling with abandon. Her tongue hung out of her mouth, and she whimpered with delight as she started to feel her crotch grow hotter. Her juices began to run down her legs, and she looked at the man in the mask, he was now using his pinky to rub against the doll's crotch. Her pussy was sopping wet, and it wasn't long before she was on her knees.

She leaned onto the ground, her hands desperately rubbing her pretty pink lips. Two fingers didn't seem like enough, so she started to finger herself with three of them. She began to moan openly now, almost screaming in lust. She wallowed in her dirty position, she owned it. She even started rocking back and forth so that her tits could wobble some.

The man had already put her voodoo doll back in his pocket, and now he watched her. He was still as a rock, and his eyes never left her as she reached back behind her, and entered a finger into her ass.

"Ah! YES! Fuck me!" She shouted as both her hands did their work, pumping one after the other in her dripping pussy lips, and her big, juicy ass. It wasn't long before she came, but that didn't stop Brenda. She kept going harder, cumming for a second time only a minute later. Her body couldn't stop, she wouldn't stop until everything was satiated.

However, that was when the voodoo doll came back out of the man's pocket. He held it up, and she got to her feet. He held her wide, and she widened her legs, and brought out her arms to either side of her. She gazed at him, her eyes were now pale, almost completely white if not for the very light blue irises that still remained. She gazed out into the nothingness that she could see, and the man grinned from behind his mask.

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Brenda was found outside of school grounds, near the gym entrance. She was completely naked, and standing in the same wide stance. She did not move, and she was barely even breathing. A counsellor found her, and was about to shout an entire storm at her, up until he saw her eyes, and her blank expression. He called an ambulance, and she was taken to the hospital.

The school was abuzz with the news. One cheerleader was already in a coma, and now it looked like Brenda was in a completely catatonic state. Ariel, the fox ghost, was mortified. She floated in the hallway, unseen by anyone, and listening to the morning announcement.

"Attention students of Baker North Highschool. It has come to our attention that another student has fallen victim to a heinous crime. All students and faculty are to report to the gym for an emergency assembly with Baker's own Sheriff Woodard. Teachers, please lead your students into the gym at this time. Thank you."

Ariel floated there, her ghostly ethereal form stayed in one spot while student after student walked through her in the hallway. She was already too late. Whoever was using this magic already got Brenda. She never knew if her tears were real when she was in the spirit form. She looked at her hands, those see-through, whitish sheets. Her eyes had no pupils, did that mean she wasn't real? It was a question that haunted her, she had no idea why she was here, nor who she was before she died. To her, she had no purpose, and she had no reason for existing, and it was times like these that it really started to get to her. As far back as she could remember, she chose this form of herself. She molded herself into this, so who she was before was clearly not who she was as a ghost. Or perhaps she did remember when she died, and that's why she chose this form? It was all very confusing, and thinking about it at that moment wasn't helping. She needed to focus now.

The assembly began in the gym, every student filled up the bleachers that covered three of four huge, high up walls. The principal of the school stood in the center, along with the sheriff. The two of them were talking as the last of the students were entering the gym and taking their seats.

"Take your seats." Principal Myers said, and all of the students became silent. He nodded to the Sheriff and he took the mic.

"Good morning, my name is Sheriff Jeremiah Woodard, and I'm here to give you the details we know as of now. We know that there have been two high school students who have been assaulted in the past two days, and we know that both times, the students have been hospitalized." This caused a bit of a stir in the crowd. "Now, what we are not going to do is panic. Panic can only make things worse. What we are going to do is set up a two-person policy schoolwide. Now, what this means is that at all times, while you are at school, you will be accompanied by either a peer, or an adult."

This caused many unhappy grunts and whispers throughout the crowd. However, Ariel was not listening to any of it. She floated beside the Sheriff, and she was staring at the crowd. First, she needed to find a good host body to work with. Then, she needed to find a suspect, and that had to happen today. With these attacks happening so fast, Ariel had to be at the top of her game. She noticed that a lot of the cheer squad was sitting near one another.

So far both victims were cheerleaders, and if she were to get into the action, that would be her best bet. She measured all of them up, and came to the conclusion that the best candidate was Jessica, the fox girl. She looked at the older fox girl, her expression was somber, and it was clear that her state of mind was not at all a good one. She wasn't stupid, and she didn't look tired at all. In fact, she looked like she was very thoughtful, which wasn't good. Ariel needed someone who was either really stupid or very tired. She found that she preferred someone who was sleepy.

That was when she flew over to Jessica and got a much closer look. She was exhausted! Big black bags were under her eyes, and they were quite bloodshot. The somber expression was that of fatigue and great sorrow. Perfect. That was when she stopped, and looked down at her backpack sitting beside her leg. There were several buttons pinned into the fabric, and on the blue and white patch in the middle, it read "Jessica Jet." First, that sounded like a porn name. Second, that must have meant she was the quarterback's sister. She looked across the crowd to see him, Kyle Jet.

This was a little frustrating. Now she had to choose between her higher morals and fucking the senior quarterback of Baker High. Her head almost spun with how fast she was looking at Jessica, then Kyle, and back and forth. She stopped, thought for a moment, then jumped into Elise, the only other senior Cheerleader.

Her possession was also quite easy. She was also quite exhausted. The bunny had not slept either, and after one single thought of last night, she found out exactly why.

There were images of sitting on Jessica's bed, crying and comforting one another. Then Jessica pulling her tits out and allowing Elise to suck on the nipples softly. Both of them caressed one another and took off their clothes. After a heartfelt talk on how beautiful their bodies were, Elise took her by the legs, opened them wide and started eating Jessica out, hardcore porn style.

Ariel's new body's eyes widened a lot, and looked over at Jessica. The fox looked back at her, winked, and smiled. Ariel returned the smiled, making it as cute as she could. This may impair her chances of getting Kyle, but it may have just become better than she expected.

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She was in. The assembly let out, and she was now in the hallways again, this time in the form of Elise. She loved the feel of bunny ears on herself. And judging by Elise's mind, she loved having her ears stroked and nibbled on. Just the very thought of them being played with made her a little wet. She reached up and poked her ears as she walked through the crowd to get to her next class, which by accessing Elise's memory banks, was English IV. She walked toward Mr. Ivan's room with her eyes downward, and a small frown on her face. Her thoughts turned to Brenda, with whom Elise didn't like, but still felt sorrow for.

Now that she was in, she needed something to go off of. She had already visited the police station, and gotten the information she needed from the report. There was semen found in her vagina, so it was definitely sexual assault by a male. The strange thing is, there was no DNA, which seemed wacko, but given the type of magic they're dealing with, it wasn't that far fetched. She was looking for a guy, and with a body like Elise's, that was not going to be that much of a problem.

"Ummm, Elise?"

Ariel stopped, and looked back to see a dog boy behind her. He wore a "POWER UP" t-shirt which had blond, spiky hair, so he was obviously one who enjoyed his electronics. Elise's memories proved that. They were filled with this dear young man who followed her from Freshman year all the way to Senior year, trying to get her to notice him as a man, rather than a nerd who only enjoyed anime. Then there were visions she saw through Elise's mind. Elise was bound and gagged. Her breasts tied up with rope, and a vibrator put in her pussy, set to high. There was Bradley, tightening the rope around her tits, and undoing her gag. Once her gag was undone, he began fucking her face. All of this flooded back in through her memory, but there was something strange about it.

"Hi, Bradley." She smiled at him, and it caused him to brighten up quite a bit. "How are you today?"

"Oh, I'm okay, I guess." He pushed up his glasses and scratched his head. "But I was just making sure you were okay, and if you needed someone to be your second person on your way home today. You know, there's no cheer practice, obviously." Ariel found it darling how red his cheeks were getting. He was obviously never this forward before. "And since we live so close, I could take the few extra steps from your house to mine."

"Brad, that's so sweet." Ariel said, and his eyes widened as she stepped closer to him. "Of course you can walk me home today."

His excitement was poorly masked, and his heart beat could be heard for miles.

"R-really?"

"You've always been so kind to me, and it's just so nice that you worry about me so much." Her hand went over his cheek, brushing against it ever so slightly. She whispered in his ear. "Thank you." Then gave him a little peck on the cheek. "Meet you in the back parking lot after 5th period?"

"Yes, yes, yes I will be there." He stood there and watched her walk away back to her classroom.

For Brad, it was a long, long day of class. Every single hour past by, and he looked at the clock more than once for each. It was slow, and it wasn't long before he broke out in a sweat, waiting for this damn day to end. The final bell finally rang, and he was the first one out of the building. He left through the back of the school, and then the last minutes of his waiting were absolutely cringed, clenched, and nervous.

"Hey, Brad!" Just when he thought that she was simply playing him for a fool, laughing at him for actually being there. Then, there she was, Elise, that beautiful bunny girl. It was like he was in a dream.

"Oh, hey Elise. I suppose you want to get going?" Brad scratched the back of his head and smiled at hr.

"Of course! Let's go." She took his hand and started walking. She took his hand, yes, her hand actually grabbed his. It was amazing. They began walking. Sometimes he would see her walking home, especially when she wasn't going anywhere after class, and he would be too nervous to ask her anything.

She had eyed him all over when he wasn't looking, and there was no sign of black magic of any kind, but she had to make absolutely sure. She had nothing to go off of, and if he wasn't the one, she had no idea where she would go next. She kept up conversation with him, and he had a lot to say. Brad was after Elise, hard, but to her recollection,he hadn't said much to her at all for a long time, but mostly because she didn't seem at all interested.

"So..." Brad looked at the part of the street they were on, and saw that they were coming up on his house. "Wasn't your house back that way?" He pointed his thumb over his shoulder.

"Yep!" She said, smiling at him. "I'm all alone at my house, and I would be ever so scared to stay in my house all by myself. You don't mind if I stay in your house for a little bit, do you?"

"No, no, not at all. That'd be fine. I'm sure my Dad wouldn't mind at all." His cheeks went flush, and all of the sudden, the collar of his shirt seemed a little too tight.

Brad opened the door with his key, and was surprised to see Elise get into his house instantly and start looking around. It was a middle class pad, the living room was in the front of the house, and the kitchen connected directly to it.

"Wow, nice place, Brad!" Elise said and she looked over at him to see that he was picking up empty beer bottles, and quickly throwing them away. The dinner table was just a card table with an ashtray in the middle of it and a still-open dorito bag. The house was trashed, and he knew that she was just being nice. He had no idea that she would want to come here, he tried to keep it clean, but his Dad was not exactly Mr. tight-lace. He left his dishes in the sink even if the dishwasher wasn't running, and he never took out the garbage, even though he volunteered for that chore.

"Ummm, yeah, it's okay, I gu-- where are you going?" The dog boy asked as she took the first two steps up the stairs.

"Well, to check out your room, silly." She said, and it was obvious that his heart was pounding out of his chest as he got up behind her and followed her up. So far, Ariel saw nothing, even when she transcended Elise's eyes and looked through her own view, there was nothing in this house. However, she still held hope that whatever evidence there was, was in his room. Boys did everything in their rooms, and their privacy was everything to them unless they had guests coming over. Hence, why she did a surprise visit to his house. She wanted to catch him unawares so that she could have the upper hand when she found out his dirty little secret! Now, it was time to see what he was hiding!

She put her hand on the knob of his door, and turned it. It was obviously his door because she doubted that his dad watched a whole lot of Giant Robot Anime, much like the poster he showed on his door. It opened.

Everything was straight. His comic books were in a series of boxes, his highly-detailed action figures were displayed throughout his room, desk, shelves, dresser, and so on. His DVD's and Blurays were above his graphic novels and books, and the only thing that was even slightly dirty about it was there were entirely too many posters covering up every inch of his wall.

"Ummm, yeah, this is my room. I don't know if you're into this kind of thing, but if you want I could put on some Plasma GX 7." Brad said, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and his tone was meek. She turned to him, and put her hands on either of his cheeks.

"No, not Plasma GX 7, the dub was so mundane and boring, even though the animation was quite good. No, we're watching Micro Max Movie 3, the one with the uncensored shower scenes. I saw it on your shelf." To her surprise, Elise knew all of this beforehand. It seemed she was quite the closet nerd. There was a whole bunch of different anime and comic book knowledge in there. It seemed that all of the books and videos were in the bottom of her closet.

His face was that of awe. She even knew about the censored shower sequences in the original American dub. His heart pounded, and he felt that he may have a stroke. Was this real? He had to question his entire consciousness at that point because he really only day dreamed about this stuff.

He moved to go into his room and set it up, but she grabbed his arm, pulling him back to her.

"Popcorn." She said, and smiled.

"Oh, right." He said, and scurried back downstairs.

She hurried through his things. She looked for fingerprints, lint, a dark cloak, anything that would indicate anything. His closet was even neatly laid out. Whose closet was ever clean at that age? She sighed, and ran her hands over Elise's rabbit ears, and hair. She had the wrong guy. Still, now was not the time to give up.

Brad hurried, and even got cans of soda. The popcorn was not popping nearly fast enough! He urged the popcorn to hurry up, and when it finally dinged, he quickly poured it into a bowl. The neat-freak geek didn't even care when a few kernels dropped out of the bowl as he hurried back up the stairs. All of those thoughts took a backseat to current events. He saw that she closed the door, and he opened it.

His glasses fogged up, he dropped both cans of soda, and without even thinking about it, he placed the popcorn on his desk, as it was beside his door. Elise stood on her knees on his bed, one ear over one of her eyes as she smiled and waved at him, looking at him through the other one.

Her breasts were on full display right in front of her. Her arms hugged them close to her chest. It didn't take even a second for his pants to grow tight, and his raging hard-on to be on display through his pants. This was not the composure of a rapist, nor was it the mentality of experience. All of the thoughts of Elise being tied up and fucked by this young man were all her own fantasy. She wanted his cock inside of her in a bad way. Still, she was forced to keep up the charade of being a lesbian for both her status in cheer and to Jessica. Bradley was innocent. She figured that the poor boy must have been so frustrated all through high school, here he was still a virgin in his senior year while Elise longed for him to fuck her side ways.. Ariel figured she would cut them both some slack, he obviously tried so hard to get her attention, and she craved it.

She motioned for him to come to her, and he did without question. It took her one single second to get his pants off, and his rock hard-on flopping out of his boxers, pointed straight up.

"You poor young man." She said to him, and worked her hand over it, sliding it up and down. She looked him in the eye, and she saw a happiness in him that she seldom ever saw. It was a beautiful kind of peace that came over him, even though his heart was going a mile a minute. She bent down and put her mouth over the head, starting to lick it all around. His breathing became labored as she worked her mouth over his entire cock, which was already throbbing. She stopped as it was clear that the twitching got to the point where he would cum.

"Why are you-" She placed a finger on his lips, and pulls his shirt over his head.

"Don't question it." She whispered to him, and put his hands on her tits, allowing him to caress them as much as he wanted. His hands were so soft, and it was obvious he'd wanted to do this for a while. She got on her back and pulled him with her. "Mmmm you have quite a nice piece of meat down here..."

She rubbed her hand all around the shaft of his decently sized dick, and pulled it to her labia. It didn't take much convincing before he entered her very wet lips. It was obvious he hadn't done this before, because it took him a moment to get the right angle, and his legs in the correct position. However, when he was ready, she felt it. His cock went at top speed in her, and she found herself yelping in bursts of pleasure as his hands held her legs wide open. He had already cum inside of her, but he never slowed down. Her cheeks flushed and sweat gleamed off of her forehead.

Harder and harder, his diamond-hard cock pounded her, and she had to grip his sheets to endure the first orgasm, which only preceded the second one by a few seconds. Her arms wrapped around him as he kept going, her large breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Just then, the door busted open.

"I told you to turn down the porn, Br--" Both of them stopped, and looked over to see that Brad's dad was home. There was a moment, a very quiet moment as the larger version of Brad stood at the door, his eyes wide open. Brad's dad cleared his throat. "Dinner's at seven." He closed the door again.

Brad looked at Elise, who smiled back.

"Don't stop."

Bradley was able to live out some of his utmost fantasies that day. She let him fuck her tits as much as he wanted, she licked his balls and let him cum on her face. Then she introduced him to about five different kamasutra positions all in the span of thirty minutes. By the end, Brad passed out with a smile on his face, and Elise quietly left to go see if she could at least recon the area. By the time she left, the sun was already almost out of sight. Ariel looked at Elise's cellphone, and decided to text Jessica.

Jessica: Hey Elise! Want to come over?

Ariel thought about it for a moment, then she figured she could call Bradley tomorrow. Ariel had to keep up appearances as Elise. There was some hesitation, but she decided to go ahead. Brad was clearly not the one she was after.

Elise: Sure!

She pocketed the cell phone, but as she did, she thought about it for a moment. She was just going over to Jessica's house, and yet her vibes were extremely sideways on the matter. What was this feeling?