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Gallows Party 2 By adavi123 and boronk Obligatory warning= This story contains mature sexual themes, death, and asphyxiation snuff. All characters are of legal adult age.

Forward- So awhile back a really nice guy named boronk contacted me on Fur Affinity, he really liked my Gallows Party story and asked me if I would be interested in doing a roleplay with him where we took turns writing parts of a story. I was excited since I had never done a roleplay before and was interested in giving it a try. Since boronk enjoyed my snuffy ghost story I suggested we do a sequel which he was happy to do and that is how this story came to be. I came up with the characters of Artimus, Tina, Ashley, and Jeremy, while boronk provided the characters Jumoke and Paul. I would recommended you read the first Gallows Party first but it isn't a strict requirement to enjoy this story. Finally if you enjoy this story give some thanks to boronk, thanks man for creating this story with me, I had a lot of fun doing it!

Chapter 1 Suicide

The sound of knocking on his door drew the attention of the Landlord, reluctantly the cheetah got up from his chair and made his way to the door. The feline opened the door and found an otter boy standing there. The Landlord looked over the boy, he was a tall brown furred otter wearing a plain white tee and a pair of jeans he didn't recognize.

"Excuse me, are you the owner of this building?" The young otter asked.

"Yes I am, is there something I can help you with?"

"I need to ask you about the University students who died."

The Landlord immediately tensed up at the mention of University students, he knew exactly who the young otter was talking about and it was not a subject he was eager to discuss. The Landlord looked at the boy suspiciously and a frown crossed his brow.

"Why are you asking about that? I already talked to the cops and the newspaper and I got nothing else to say." The cheetah moved to close the door but the otter put his hand on it.

"Sir wait, please I need your help. My name is Artimus, my sister Annie was one those students. I know my sister, and I know she and her friends wouldn't commit suicide like that. But the police won't tell me anything. Sir please I just need to know what happened that night."

The Landlord looked into the eyes of the otter boy, he seemed sincere and desperate. The cheetah gave another sigh and opened the door again.

"Look kid, I really don't know what happened. The whole thing has left me in dire straights. I got a lot of tenants thinking about leaving because of what happened and I really don't want to talk about it anymore."

"I just don't believe my sister would kill herself. Sir please, you must know something."

The otter boy said while looking at the cheetah with pleading eyes. After a minute of standing there the cheetah sighed and opened the door completely and beckoned the otter to come in. The cheetah lead the otter to his living room and had him sit down in an adjoining chair.

"All I know is that one of my tenants was having a little party, something about the University team winning a big game or something."

"Yeah the Varsity team had a victory over Platt, my sister's boyfriend Zachary was on the team and he wanted to celebrate it with a few friends. She said it was just going to be a little get together with our friend Louis who lived here."

"Yeah I remember Louis, he seemed like a good kid. Bit of a slacker sometimes but still not a bad kid. Well anyway at some point during the night somebody started screaming and there was banging from inside. Scared the right piss out of everyone in the building that did."

"Did you go see what was going on?"

"Course I did, but the damn door wouldn't open for some reason and nobody responded when I yelled in. Then some cops showed up and said someone had made a 911 call and when they checked out the apartment, well you know."

"Was the door locked?"

The cheetah went silent and shifted his gaze away from Artimus, he had a deeply concerned look on his face. Something was obviously bothering him.

"Um, sir? What's wrong?" Artimus asked.

"Well it's just.... when I went to open the door it just wouldn't open. I did try my key and I'm sure the door was unlocked but it just wouldn't budge an inch. Somehow though when the cops came they opened the door without any problem and they didn't find anything wrong with the door when they checked it later. I just.. don't know why that happened. And that's all I really know kid, I'm sorry about your sister but I have my own problems to worry about."

"Can I ask just you one more thing? Is it really true this apartment is haunted by a serial killer?" The cheetah looked at Artimus with a tired look.

"So you heard about that."

"My sister told me. Annie was kind of an occult buff, she loved ghost stories and urban legends. She was really passionate about it, she even loved holding seances and all that. She once told me this story about how our friend Louis lived in an apartment that was the home of a serial killer who still haunted it."

The cheetah was quiet again and just stared at Artimus, making the otter uncomfortable.

"Honestly, I think this whole building is cursed. Did you know the guy who owned this place before me killed himself? Seemingly no reason for it either, just hung himself out of the blue one day and didn't leave a note to say why or anything."

Now it was Artimus who gave the cheetah a very long stare.

"....Tell me. When they found the previous Landlord.... was he.. smiling?"

"....Yeah, he was."

A day later back at the university cafeteria.

Jumoke, a whitetail doe was sitting next to Paul. The girl wore some black emo skirt and top. She had her fingernails painted and a bit of make-up applied. Paul was quite the contrast with his colorful bermuda shorts and blue t-shirt.

"Hey Ju!" Artimus, the otter headed towards them with a filled tray in his paws. Both looked up, a bit surprised. He sat down next to the two.

"What do you want..?" The girl asked a bit suspicious. The otter usually didn't hang around with girls like her. She wasn't one of the sports fans and usually ignored the fuzz around that Varsity team and all. And even though he was Annie's brother, he usually ignored her. It was even worse. After the police stated Annie and her friends had committed suicide, some pointed at her, because of, well...

"It's about Annie.."

"And...?" She looked into his eyes. Paul poked with his fork into the salad in front of him.

"Y.. you know, the stuff about that.. haunted house and all.." Artimus started after some moments.

"And..? Annie told me about that before they went to that party..." The doe answered.

"What did she tell you exactly?" The otter got a bit closer.

"Why should you care? It's all 'emo bullshit' as you said last time we talked.." She almost spit out.

"I.. I am sorry", Artie apologized. "You know, I can't explain why she would commit suicide. And well.. it's strange, so..." He stuttered, unsure what to say.

"Well!" Ju layed herself back. She had nice firm breasts showing below her pushing top.

"You probably already know about the story of Martha Sanders who killed some boys in there.. and that strange suicide of the previous landlord.."

"Yes.. but.. is there more?" The otter continued asking.

"Not much more.. she had some really old Ouija board she said she had from her grandma.. did you get that back?"

"No.. but maybe the police still got that.." The otter answered.

"Now for serious.. you won't try to tell me you think that Martha killed our friends?" The girl grinned.

"I don't know, but.. I can't believe it was suicide.." Artimus now sounded even more desperate.

"Ok, boy..." Ju bent forward, getting close to him. "To find out we have to get inside there and see what we can find. Paranormal investigation and all.. but I won't do that alone, we should take our friends along..."

"Ok.." The otter nodded.

"Wait, what?" Paul suddenly looked up. "You want to break in there like thieves?"

"Sure." The girl smiled. "And you will come with us..."

Ashley plopped herself onto the bench in the locker room with a loud thud and held her head in her hands. Today had just been miserable, she couldn't focus and had messed up bigtime at practice. The red salamander girl sobbed and tears began running from her eyes, she looked up when she felt someone tap her shoulder. Daryl a white furred wolf stood over her with a concerned look on his face.

"Ash? You alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine, I'm fine..." The salamander girl said while wiping back some tears. Daryl sighed and took a seat next to Ashley.

"Ash look, it's okay, we're all hurting about what happened to Zach and Butch."

"No it's not okay Dar. It is not okay! I just don't understand..." Ashley sobbed some more and the wolf just looked mournfully at the floor.

"Annie asked me to go to that party you know, but I had already promised I would be at Jack's party and I... just.. Why would they do that!? Why!?"

"I don't know Ashley, I really don't know." Daryl said while giving the crying salamander girl a hug.

The entire University had been shocked at the news of the suicides, but the varsity team and especially Ashley had taken it the hardest. Butch and Annie had been her closest friends, and the salamander couldn't help but think she could have stopped them if she had been there. The image of her friend's smiling faces in the coffins at their wakes had haunted Ashley. That was the one thing above everything else she couldn't understand, why they had died smiling like that. After consoling her for a few minutes Daryl stood up from the bench.

"Ash don't beat yourself up over it, nothing good can come of that. Listen if you ever need help you can talk to me okay?"

"Yeah okay." Ashley said while brightening up a little.

"That's better, now I gotta get outta here before someone catches me in the girl's locker room."

"Heh, you're lucky no one else was here or coach would let you have it!" Ashley said with a small laugh.

After Daryl left Ashley got up to take off her gym clothes and change back into her casuals. She put on a light blue tee and a pair of jeans and got ready to leave, but before she could she was suddenly greeted by another familiar face.

"Hey ya Ashley!!"

A brown furred squirrel girl with a bright bubbly smile and big shapely breasts had snuck up on Ashley.

"Oh, um, hey Tina. What's up?"

"Artie wanted to know if you could come to his dorm today. He said he has something important to ask you!" The squirrel girl said with a big toothy smile.

"Huh? What is this about?"

"I dunno, he just said it was important and to come get you and meet up at his dorm."

Ashley was a bit hesitant but reluctantly agreed and followed the girl. Ashley was curious what Annie's brother could want with her. As she walked toward the dorm where Artimus stayed with his roommate Jeremy she couldn't help but let her eyes wander to Tina's big swishing tail. Tina was a bit of a ditzy party girl but she was a sweet friendly girl who always had a sunny disposition and a smile on her face. She was currently wearing a tight red tube top that really put her large breasts on display and a really short skirt. Being an amphibian Ashley had no breasts and sometimes she felt a little envious of mammal girls for that. Now that Ashley was looking she couldn't help but notice that Tina also had a really sweet ass as well. It was nice and plump and Ashley suddenly wanted to feel Tina up. The salamander shook her head and chastised herself, she really must be desperate for comfort if she was leering at her friend like this. On the other hand Tina was Bi and loved to sleep around maybe; no some other time. Maybe when Ashley had gotten her head on straighter. Finally after a long walk Ashley and Tina arrived at Artimus and Jeremy's dorm room.

The small dorm room was crowded. Art and Jeremy were there, both sitting on their beds, but also two others they knew, a doe, Jumoke and a pony, Paul. Paul sat on the floor and Jumoke on one of the chairs. Ashley knew that emo girl since Annie hung around with her from time to time. The salamander girl took place next to Art on his bed.

"Thank you all coming!" The otter started the conversation. "I think we know each other, being friends or relatives of the ones who recently died. I can't believe my sister would commit suicide at that party. I'm sure you all agree."

The others nodded.

"My sis was a bit of a paranormal girl and Ju here is into that stuff too. That apartment has a long eerie background..."

Artimus told the others the story of Martha Sanders, a once world famous psychic who communicated with the dead and helped the police with her powers. Everything fell apart for her when she got involved in a case involving a little rat girl who had been raped and murdered. The man she had accused of being the killer had an irrefutable alibi and even went so far as to denounce Martha as a fraud. The man successfully sued Martha and reduced her to financial ruin and she was forced to move into a low rent apartment, the very same one that their friend Louis had moved into. Some years later Martha suddenly killed herself for no apparent reason, she had died of asphyxiation and for some reason had a smile on her face when she died. When Martha's apartment was searched by the police they discovered a hidden room in the basement which contained the corpses of 19 men. Most if not all of the men had been strangled by a rope, bizarrely even after searching the entire apartment building top to bottom no rope was ever found. People believe Martha's ghost haunts the old apartment and there have been many sudden and mysterious suicides in the decades since. The previous landlord being one of them, like Annie and their friends he too had a smile on his face when they found him.

"And you really want to us to believe that some ghost killed our friends?" Jeremy threw in after the otter had finished his story. The rabbit boy pushed his glasses right and looked sceptical.

"Well, I don't know but I have to check it out. I want to propose to you guys that we enter the apartment and look for what hints we can find. Just.. the police stopped the investigation but we all Annie, Louis, and the others well enough to know they would never kill themselves. Maybe just getting there will give us a feel for what happened and why.."

"Look Artie.." Ashley began with a sigh.

"I don't really want to believe Annie and the others committed suicide either. But I really don't see how we could possibly prove otherwise. Breaking and entering is a serious crime you know, we would be in a lot of trouble if we got caught."

"I know that Ashley but there is a reason we need to go there. Jeremy? Why don't you tell her what you found out."

Artimus's roommate and friend Jeremy adjusted his glasses and gave a little ahem. Appearance wise Jeremy looked every bit like a major nerd, he wore big square rimmed glasses and a white shirt with a pocket protector. He was a little chubby but he was nowhere near as bad as the typical nerd you saw in movies or on TV. Artimus had a bit of rocky start with the rabbit when they first became roommates since Jeremy was super serious about studies most of the time and Artimus was a lot more laid back and lackadaisical. After spending a year getting to know each other better they had become very good friends, to the point where they became friends with benefits and occasionally had sex together. While Artie had tried to keep this secret both his sister and his friend Tina had caught on to it and had playfully teased him about it. Artimus insisted they were just good friends.

"I managed to get a copy of the police reports."

"How the heck did you manage that?" Ashley asked very surprised.

"That's not important, let us just say I had to call some friends and do some favors. You seriously owe me big time for that Artie, and I really hope you're ready to pay up when we're done with this." Jeremy said the last part with a bit of a mischievous smile on his face.

"Yeah I know, thanks again Jer." Artimus said while blushing a little.

"Ohhhhh! Are you gonna make him wear leather again?" Tina asked with a big eager smile.

"I was thinking something a little different this time, but enough of that we're getting off topic. Anyway as I said I got copies of the reports made by the police in the initial investigation. Most of it didn't say much we didn't already know. Cause of death was asphyxiation caused by an unknown weapon believed to be a rope, but no pieces of rope were found anywhere in the apartment building. Their deaths do show frightening similarity to the alleged suicide of the psychic strangler Martha Sanders. As strange as that is however what really caught my attention was a glaring inconsistency between the reports made by the two responding officers and the ones made by the crime scene investigators. The two police officers, a Ms. Hunter and a Ms. Dow both swore that at the time they first entered the room they had seen a Ouija board on the floor of the living room where four of the five victims were found. However the crime scene investigators apparently didn't find any trace of a Ouija board and it was not entered into the evidence..."

"Annie's Ouija board is missing?" The deer girl Jumoke interrupted. She had a look of wonder and excitement on her face.

"Now this is starting to get really interesting!" Jumoke said with a big excited smile.

"I looked in Annie's dorm room and it wasn't there so I know she took it with her to that party." Artimus said.

"And what, you think if we find it it'll tell us what happened?" Ashley said quizzically.

"I don't know but it must have disappeared for a reason and at this point I am willing to try anything." Artimus said with strong conviction in his voice.

"Then, when we will go there?" Ju asked.

"In two days. We meet at the Burger King downtown, 11pm. All in dark clothes and then we will try to get into that building... ok?" Artimus looked into his friends eyes.

"And how will we get in without destroying some doors?" Jeremy asked sceptical.

"If necessary, yes." Artie sounded serious. "But we just need to sneak into the building. Louis had his second apartment key given to my sister. In case he would lock himself out..."

"Ah!" the rabbit nodded. "Well.. then why not.." he shrugged.

Chapter 2 Burger King

Two days later, 11pm, Burger Kind, Down Town.

Artimus and Jeremy were there quite early, had ordered themselves two Whoppers and waited for the others to appear. Both wore black Jeans and black hoodie shirts.

"I still don't think this a good idea..." Jeremy said as they were sitting down in front of their plates full of stuff and french fries. He grabbed into the bag with the fries and put some into his maw.

"We have to do something serious!" Artie answered. "And even.. for my sister, I can't just let this thing pass without knowing the truth..."

At that moment, Jumoke and her friend, Paul entered the restaurant. The doe headed towards the otter and sat down next to him. Paul followed her, standing next to the table and smiling.

"Hi!" Ju greeted Artie and Jeremy.

"Hi! Glad you two could come!" The otter answered, smiling. "Now, get yourself something to eat and then let's wait for Tina and Ashley!"

The goth girl wore just a black very short french maid skirt with some quite sexy push up corsage. Jeremy just stared at her and needed a punch in the side from his roomie to get back on track.

"Bring me the usual stuff!" The girl ordered Paul and the pony nodded obediently before trotting away. Paul had just black sports trousers and a black t-shirt. His firm muscular body was quite visible and Jumoke looked after him at his swaying butt as he went off.

"He looks very obedient.." Jeremy stated in a dry tone.

The doe turned towards him, smirking. "He had a curse on him and I took it off.. since that time, he helps me..." she answered, almost staring at the rabbit-nerd.

The nerd boy nodded unbelieving. "Oh really?"

Ju bowed towards him, almost whispering. Her breasts now only a bit away from the rabbit. "But don't ask him.. it's a bit embarrassing for him and his ancestors.." she whispered.

The rabbit laughed and turned back to his food getting another paw full of fries as Paul came back, smiling and sat down next to the girl. He handed her a chicken burger and a salad.

"By the way Jumoke.." Artimus cut in.

"Yes?"

"I noticed when we had our meeting the other day that you got really excited when you heard Annie's Ouija board was missing. I know she always said that thing was special but.."

"Hmm, oh yeah it is very special. Did you ever see it?" The doe said as she shoved some salad into her mouth.

"Yeah and it was certainly ornate."

"Ornate? What do you mean?" Asked a surprised Jeremy.

"Well most Ouija boards are just pieces of cardboard but the one Annie had was made of real wood. It was a lot heavier than a cardboard one and it had a lot of these very intricate carvings. It used to belong to our Grandmother and Annie inherited it when she died. I don't know if you know this but my Grandma was a psychic medium a lot like Martha, she traveled all around the country investigating hauntings and all that."

"Huh, I didn't know." Jeremy said as he took a bite of his whopper.

"I never really took that stuff seriously but Annie sure did. She always said she wanted to meet a real ghost someday. Anyway about the Ouija board.." Artimus turned his attention back to Jumoke.

"Well as I said earlier that Ouija board was very special. It wasn't a cheap cardboard toy like the ones sold by Mattel, no this one was the real deal. It was made with wood from a tree that vigilantes used to hang outlaws to death with during the days of the old west. They didn't have a lot of organized law back then and it wasn't uncommon for people to take justice into their own hands. This particular tree had seen a lot of dead men hang from it, dozens of them and maybe not all the men hung are believed to be guilty. And with all that death seeped into it's wood the Ouija board was very powerful indeed." Jumoke explained excitedly with a big smile on her face while breathing heavy with excitement.

Artimus suddenly remembered why he didn't like hanging out with Jumoke. While his sister's love of the supernatural was more playful than anything, she mainly loved scaring others with ghost stories, Jumoke was a different story. The doe loved tragic stories full of gore and death and seemed to get a sexual thrill out of telling them. The way she talked now with her face blushing brightly as she described the Ouija board's morbid history was more than a little unsettling. Indeed when Jumoke had learned about Annie's death she was as upset as everyone else was at first, but when she heard the details of exactly how and where Annie had died her grief slowly turned into a weird fascination. She actually started sounding and acting jealous of her dear friend for getting to possibly meet and be killed by a ghost. In fact Jumoke actually did have a fetish for death, the possibility that she and the others might end up killed by whatever force or spirit that had killed Annie had crossed the doe's mind and the thought of it over the past few days had made her super excited and extra horny. Something Paul could definitely attest to if he had wanted.

Artimus and Jeremy sat in silence, they were both a tad put off by Jumoke's excitement. They hoped Ashley and Tina would show up soon if only to ease the tension they felt a bit.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long for the girls to arrive, Tina was giggling in excitement.

"Hi boys!" Tina announced as the two reached the table with the four friends. "You mind if we get something for dinner too?"

"Of course!" Artie nodded. "We have all night!"

"Great!" She and Ashley left. Both wore rather easy clothes. Simple black pants and shirts. Tina's shirt had big words saying "Party Girl!" in pink letters on it while the salamanders one was pure black.

"I don't think Tina is taking this whole thing seriously." Jeremy said when the girls were out of earshot.

"Jeremy, has Tina ever taken anything seriously?" Artie asked.

"Yeah good point."

The girls both came back after five minutes with their trays full of stuff and set down left and right of the group.

"So.. here we are.. now.. when do we do it?" Tina bend forward asking almost whispering.

"Just finish eating, then we will head off.." Artimus explained. Jumoke looked at the two girls, inspecting their bodies with a strange intensity.

"Um, what's up?" Ashley asked after she noticed the doe's staring. "Are you still hungry or something?"

"No..noo.." the whitetail said apologizing. "It's fine... I am just too curious.." She licked her lips and turned back to Paul, putting her paw on his firm butt. "I can wait..."

Chapter 3 Apartment

An hour later on the roof of Louis's apartment building.

Getting the ladder of the fire escape down took some doing, Tina had to stand on Paul's large shoulders to reach it. Being a cheerleader Tina was good at maneuvers like this and Paul was a pretty strong guy it turned out. That done the group made their way carefully up the fire escape and onto the roof. The roof was pretty barren, it didn't seem anyone had been up here in a long time. Approaching the door Jeremy pulled out a set of lockpicks he had prepared beforehand.

"Alright guys leave this to me!" The slightly pudgy rabbit whispered excitedly.

Then Ashley opened the door, turns out someone had left it unlocked.

"Aw what!? But I wanted.." Jeremy said in disappointment.

"Yeah sorry, maybe next time man." Artie said with a chuckle.

Moving through the darkened halls of the apartment building was a little scary and nerve wracking but they made it to Louis's old apartment without running into anyone. Artimus opened the door with the spare key Louis had given Annie and the group scurried inside.

"Alright we need to find that Ouija board, it's gotta be here somewhere if the police didn't find it." Artimus told the others in a hushed voice.

The three boys and three girls spread out to look around the apartment. The living room had not changed much since that fateful night, the leftover food had already been thrown out by the landlord before it could spoil and the only remains of the party were a pair of lonely unopened beer cans. No doubt they had both gone bad at this point. As he walked around the living room Artimus stopped and stood looking over the couch where his sister had been found dead. Memories of his sister and friends came flooding back and brought a little tear to his eye. Bringing his mind back to the present, Artimus pulled the cushions off the couch hoping to find something but had no luck. The search of the living room turned up nothing, but just then Tina emerged from the bedroom.

"Uh guys?"

"Did you find something!?" Artie said in an excited whisper.

"Um, well yes and no, um just.." Tina held up a pair of panties.

"Tina, why are you showing us your underwear? This is really not the time for kinky stuff as much as I would love that." Ashley said with a little blush on her face.

"They're not mine!" Tina said with a pout. "They were in the bedroom and there is a lot more in there!"

Puzzled the group filed into the bedroom. They quickly discovered that Tina had not been lying, some of the drawers in Louis's bedroom were stuffed with women's underwear. There were also pantyhose and garters and lace stockings among others, many had clearly been worn.

"What....the....fuck?" Was all Artimus could say.

"You think that's shocking come take a look at this!" Jumoke called to the others from the closet.

In the closet hung a french maid outfit, a really risque and sexy one complete with a maid cap and even a little feather duster. Artimus, Ashley, and Jeremy all stood slack jawed and stunned by what they saw.

"...I've known Louis since we were kids, we went to kindergarten together." The otter said in complete and total disbelief.

"Got to say I'm a little surprised too, I would have never guessed Louis was such a girl!" Jumoke said with a chuckle.

"Louis was a girl!?" Tina said wide eyed.

"Um Tina, no. Louis was not actually a girl, he just liked dressing up as one apparently." The salamander corrected her friend. Jumoke thought to herself a moment and then turned to Paul.

"Hey Paul, you've been kinda quiet all night. What do you think? Want to try it out?"

"Um, I don't think that thing will fit me and..." The pony started to say.

"Yeah you're right it would never fit you... but I think it would fit Artie just perfectly!" The whitetail girl said with a very devious smile.

"Hmmm, you know I think you are right for once!" Jeremy said while also sporting a devious smile.

"Jeremy, no. I don't care how much I owe you I am not wearing a maid outfit!" Artimus said while giving his pudgy roommate an angry glare.

"Oh we'll see about that." The rabbit said with a grin.

"Can we just get back to searching please!?" The otter was eager to get out of this pointless conversation.

Sadly, after another half hour of searching it became clear that the Ouija board was not in Louis's apartment.

"Damnit now what do we do?" Ashley asked the group.

"Well there is one other place we could search." The whitetail said coyly.

"Where?"

"Oh I think you already know." Jumoke said with a big grin.

Of course everyone knew what she meant, the basement of the apartment. Where Martha Sander's victims had been found.

The basement entrance was a trap door in the kitchen. Just below the table there was a metal ring on the floor. Artimus knew about it because Louis had shown him the basement once.

"There it is!" he pointed at the spot. "May one of you guys help me open it? It's usually a bit heavy!"

"Sure!" Paul nodded, grabbed the ring and opened the door. A musty smell emerged from the dark way down. Wooden stairs guided into the darkness.

"We need torchlights?" Paul asked as he looked down.

"Nope.. there is a switch!" Artimus bent over and fiddled around the side and suddenly an old light bulb illuminated the dusty lower part of the apartment. Ashley shivered while Jumoke felt a tingle of excitement in her lower body.

"Was it down there that Martha dumped her victims?" Paul asked.

"Well, about.. that's for storage." Jumoke pointed down. "You'll see all kinds of stuff laying down there."

In the basement was an old TV, an unused fridge, parts of the heating system and canned food on shelves. "The dump must have been a second room there..." She breathed and then took a step down. The stairs made creaking sounds as each of the friends stepped down the cold basement. The group looked around at the shelves of canned food and other stuff around them. A small bench with tools. But no visible second door or like that.

"Let me try something!" Jumoke said while fiddling a small pendulum out of her bag and lifting it up in front of her friends. It was a small crystal on a chain she held in her paws, making it dance in circles around her face. She closed her eyes, obviously concentrating. Jeremy frowned shaking his head while the others looked curious as the dancing jewel first circled then swung back and forth before pointing towards an old wardrobe.

She whispered something to Paul who went to inspect the wardrobe. Paul opened it and discovered the backside was open. Only two dusty jackets were hanging inside covering the entrance to a second room.

The hidden room had a door to close the backside of the wardrobe. A light switch for a bulb in the ceiling. There were mattresses on the ground, forming a circle. A tiled floor and a drain in the middle. The sidewalls were decorated with weird obscure symbols. And, more importantly Annie's oujia board was there, laying between the mattresses set up as though it was ready to use.

The group slowly filed into the room, all of them shocked and looking around the room in wonder.

"What is this..? Why are these beds here?" Ashley said in a frightened voice.

Artimus slowly came forward and bent down to inspect the Ouija board. It was definitely Annie's, he could see the little signature she had carved into the old wood a long time ago. The board itself was exactly the same as he remembered it, it's intricate carvings were still as mesmerizing as ever.

"Um guys? I think we should get out of here! Look at these beds they are completely brand new and they have no dust on them at all! They shouldn't be here!" The salamander girl cried in a shrill frightened voice.

Even the skeptical Jeremy and the laid back Tina were freaked out by the implications that the beds presented. There was no way a thin guy like Louis could have carried all these mattresses down here by himself but someone had to have brought them here and very recently no less! Artimus picked up his sister's board and prepared to leave but Jumoke called out.

"Wait we can't leave yet! Don't you see? Annie must have put these here! She wants to talk to us and we can only do that in here! If we leave now we will never get a chance to learn the truth!" The whitetail cried out.

"No, I don't want to know anymore! I just want to get out..." Ashley was frightened and tried to leave. Jumoke stopped her, clamped her hands on the salamander's shoulders and looked deep into her eyes.

"Don't you want to hear your friends final words? See her one last time? Do you really want to abandon the one chance you have to see your friend again in this life?" The salamander girl hesitated while peering into the doe's caring eyes.

"Listen, everything will be fine. All we have to do is listen to what the ghosts have to say that's all. I know this is what Annie would want you to do. Trust me okay?" Jumoke gave Ashley a warm smile that calmed the poor salamander down.

"....Alright, I guess we have come this far we might as well finish what we started." She looked at the others and while they were reluctant too they nodded.

"Good, now there are three beds so we should take partners and get in a circle." The whitetail said with a pleasant smile.

What Ashley and her friends didn't realize however was that there was something sinister behind Jumoke's smile. Jumoke had dealt with spirits before, she knew that dealing with restless ghosts was very dangerous. Truthfully she knew for a fact that if they contacted the spirits in this room with the Ouija board, they would all be killed just like Annie had. And that was exactly what she wanted, to die at the hands of a spirit had been Jumoke's greatest desire. It had taken all of the whitetail's willpower to hide her sexual arousal and stop herself from reaching her hands down to stroke her aching pussy. She was already wet with excitement for what was about to happen, her dark fantasy was finally going to come true. While Ashley, Artimus, Jeremy, and Tina hadn't realized that Jumoke was knowingly about to get them all killed Paul did. He had followed Jumoke and known the whitetail for a very long time, long enough to know exactly what she was thinking. Could he have said something and stopped her? Certainly, but he didn't and had no intention to. Paul did not want to die and he didn't want to lead the others to their deaths, but the truth was he loved Jumoke more than anything in the world. If this was her desire, if this is what she truly wanted to do than he would not stop her. He was scared as hell to die yes, but at the same time he was happy that he would get to die with his beloved whitetail. The group paired themselves and took their places on the mattresses, Paul sat with Jumoke, Artimus sat with Jeremy, and Tina sat with Ashley.

"Is everyone ready?" Jumoke asked. The others nodded and the whitetail leaned back and took a deep breath, her loins were aching harder than ever now.

Jumoke put the Board just in the middle of the friends and laid the pointer on it.

"Now everybody put their paw on it.." she asked her friends.

All of them did, even after Jeremy needed a demanding look from Artimus.

"Oh.. wait.. I forgot something!" The doe got up and fetched some candles she had been keeping sandwiched between her breasts and lighted them around the Ouija board. The group looked at Paul who just gave a shrug. Then Jumoke got up and turned off the electrical light before coming back.

"Ok now.. everybody concentrate and think of Annie.. her goods and bads. Close your eyes, relax..." she whispered and then started some soft humming almost like singing.

"Annie... dear friend, I am calling you..." She begged in a chanting tone while she pushed the pointer of the board slowly in circles. "I know you are here..." she continued softly. "... please answer me!"

She kept on humming. "Is it you, Annie??" she asked again. Then suddenly the pointer pushed firmly to "YES" on the board. Everyone opened their eyes in surprise when they felt the firm push. Between them, a ghostly figure was floating above the Ouija board. Ashley shrieked as she saw the ghost in front of her and the others looked startled.

"Annie!!!!" The doe shouted in joy.

The otter-ghost nodded while giving her friend a big toothy smile. "Hello Jumoke.. It's.. nice tooo see you.." she said in a spooky voice, almost whispering.

"Is.. this really you?" Artie shouted approaching his sister. "Annie!!!" he stumbled over and fell through the ghost onto the floor.

"Artimus you silly boy!" she laughed. "You can't touch me!"

"O..ok..." the boy got up again and rubbed a tear from his eye. His voice was trembling. "Th... this is not a trick, is it?"

"Nope..." Annie smiled back. "I'm right here!"

She floated in the air, sitting next to her brother as he got up again.

"W..who killed you?" Artie asked.

"Martha.. she.. strangled us.. it was wonderful!" the otter girl explained. She moved her semi translucent paws around her brother's throat, then floated to Ashley and Tina, who still looked rather in shock.

"T..the ghost killed you?" Jeremy asked, pushing his glasses.

"We died with a smile. She gave us a great present." the dead ottergirl touched the two girls. Tina gasped as the ghost paw moved through her lower body. "Now we can repeat that whenever we want... every night..." a giggle sounded through the room. The candles flickered.

"Why would Martha do this? She was a good person once wasn't she? How did she become a killer?" Artie asked.

"Martha fell into despair after she wasn't able to catch that one murderer... and had to move into that cheap apartment..." Annie explained, moving towards Ashley with the same naughty move. "Then she met the ghosts who haunt this place and begged them to help her take revenge on the bad guys. With their help she took vengeance on the man who killed the little rat girl and ruined her life. But it didn't end there, she felt so good she couldn't stop and sought others to kill..."

"But only bad guys right?" Artie asked nervously.

"In the beginning it was only bad guys..." Annie continued. "But over time it got to be an obsession and she eventually targeted others. Eventually however one of the ghosts here decided that enough was enough, turned on Martha and finished her off... making her one of the haunters..."

Annie moved to Jumoke, floated closer and put her paw into the lower belly of the doe. The whitetail moaned as a shiver of excitement ran through her body. "I know why you are here..." the ghost whispered. "You will get what you want..."

"Y..yes.." she nodded.

"B.. but why do you talk like you think she is still a good person!?" Jeremy asked.

"Because she still is.." Annie floated to the rabbit and grabbed his package.

"S.. stop that!" the rabbit tried to move back, but the bulge was quite visible. "Don't touch me like that!"

"Martha... Martha just wants to give everyone warmth and pleasure.. make them happy... that's why she killed us."

"But that's still murder!" Jeremy almost shrieked.

"Don't worry she'll show you!" now Annie's voice got cold. With a loud slam the door to the hidden room shut itself closed. Ashley jumped from the bed and ran towards the door, and frantically tried to open it.

"We're locked in!" she shouted and kicked against it. "Damn!"

Annie's ghost floated towards the salamander and caressed her body with her ghostly form. "Shhhhh..." she said. "It's all nice and warm..." she grabbed her hand and guided the girl back to the bed. "Martha will be here soon and then..."

"Yes?" Jumoke asked excitedly.

"She'll show you all.... just how wonderful it is.... to die."

"Yesssssss I willllllll makkkeee youuuu all warmmmm!" a voice called out in a bizarre drawl. Then to everyone's horror a new spirit rose out of the Ouija board. It's form was vaguely human shaped and semi translucent. In life Martha supposedly had been a woman with unearthly beauty and in death this became literally true. Her face was fuzzy and difficult to make out but her body was as sexy and shapely as it had been when she was alive.

As the group watched in silent horror Martha's ghost approached Tina and before anyone could say anything both Martha and Annie's forms dissolved into smoke. Then Martha's smoke form poured itself down Tina's throat while Annie went down Ashley's.

The two girls suddenly clenched, looked around in shock and began gagging. Both girls started to let out hideous rasping noises from their mouths and their necks showed marks as though a tight rope had wrapped around their necks and started crushing them.

Jumoke smiled.

"Tina! Ashley!" Artie shouted, getting up while Jeremy just sat there in shock. The two ladies fell back onto the mattress, and went almost stiff. Then suddenly their clothes ripped apart at the seams. Quickly, as if someone cut them open and with sheer force ripped them off, exposing the girl's naked bodies.

Ashley's breastless body looked firm, muscular, but not too much. Her pussy was a small slit between her legs, now a bit open and obviously moist. She kicked hard, still fighting the invisible rope. Her paws reached up to her neck, trying to pull it away. She pushed her legs into the ground, then raised her hips, spreading her thighs far open while her tail was slapping like crazy.

Tina was quite the different girl. Her cute, nice face was twisted into an expression of agony and her large full breasts bounced wildly as she was struggling. She had her maw open wide and was desperately gasping for air. Her tongue pushed out and flew about wildly. She kicked, also spreading her legs and putting her pussy on display.

Ju was just watching. She grabbed Paul and held him tight. "Watch boy.." she whispered. Her nipples were hard with excitement as the girls deadly struggle developed.

Tina and Ashley lay on the same bed. Both rubbed their naked bodies along each others while they were fighting their last fight.

The pattern of their moves suddenly changed as their air depleted. Tina first, with open maw and pushed out tongue moved her paws to her breasts and started to pinch her nipples before gently rubbing and massaging her own breasts. She stopped fighting and thrashing completely and instead began acting like she was in ecstasy. At the same time, Ashley made the same change. Even with her maw open and her tongue pushed out, Ashley also began touching and caressing her own body sensually. Their tongues and lips slowly started turning blueish and the then the girls sat up and looked at each. The dying girls suddenly grabbed each other's bodies, pressing them against one another. Ashley kissed Tina, sucking her tongue while both spasmed with pleasure. The lack of oxygen was starting to make all their moves more uncontrolled. Quickly the salamander girl's tail slipped between the squirrel's thighs, rubbing her swollen and moist pussy lips.

Both started to spasm harder now, moving along each other, like two lovers their naked bodies caressed each other, while at the same time they struggled in deadly agony. Gagging sounds came out of their maws while saliva dripped from their tongues. The girl's eyes almost popped out while their necks looked unnaturally tightened, really thin where the ghostly rope strangled them merciless. Yet both of them had their lips curved into a very bizarre smile. Ashley pushed her friend below her, raising her tail and showing off her pussy and tailhole while she rubbed her upper body against the breasts of the squirrel. Ashley buried her face in Tina's large breasts and licked them to the best of her waning ability while Tina wrapped her arms around Ashley and held her tight like an eager lover.

Then suddenly hard spasms of intense pleasure ran through both of the girls. The salamander girl's pussy squirted hard as she came and quickly after Tina did the same, spreading her legs far apart. Tina's pussy spasmed and sprayed a huge amount of femcum and then stayed wide open. With one last gurgling sound Tina clenched and then fell limp, her head fell to the side and pee rushed out of her pussy as her bladder relaxed. Ashley died some moments later, she also lost her bladder control as a last shiver of delight ran through her lean sexy body, messing all over the mattress and then she fell still onto the big breasted girl beneath her, eyes still open and her tongue still glistening with drool.

For a few moments everyone stood in silence just staring at the bodies that had once been their friends. Cautiously Artimus stepped toward them.

"Ashley? Tina?" The otter said while trembling like a frail leaf in heavy wind.

He placed his hand on them, both the salamander and squirrel's bodies were still warm. Artimus wrinkled his nose as a powerful odor consisting of the girl's cum, sweat, and urine assaulted his nostrils. Tears streaming down his face he reached out his hands and searched for pulses, there were none. Ashley and Tina were dead and they had both died with a smile on their faces.

"Are they really.." Jeremy stammered his knees shaking and his body quivering.

A loud moan of pleasure shot through the air and both Jeremy and Artimus turned to look in its direction. Jumoke could no longer hold back her lust, any minute now she was going to suffer the same fate as Ashley and Tina. Soon her breath was going to be taken away forever by the ghost of her dear friend Annie. She imagined her corpse lying on the ground among the others and the realization that it would soon be a reality was driving her mad with sexual frenzy. The whitetail doe stroked her aching pussy with one hand while massaging her rock-hard nipples with the other, her face blushing brightly and her breathing heavy. Artie and Jeremy could only stare in absolute shock at the whitetail.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Artimus shouted.

Jumoke smiled blissfully back at Artimus.

"I've waited a long time to meet such a powerful spirit, so I could receive from it the cold but sweet bliss of death. Ohhhhhhh yes! I am so fucking ready to die!" The whitetail doe shouted happily.

The rabbit and otter just stared blankly at Jumoke, then a horrifying revelation dawned on the rabbit.

"You knew.... you knew this would happen! How could you do that to your friends!? You.... BITCH!"

With a speed and fury Artie had never seen the pudgy rabbit display before Jeremy launched himself at the whitetail. He was stopped dead in his tracks by Paul, who violently shoved him to the floor. The pony looked away and just stared mournfully at the floor.

"Enough Jeremy, it doesn't matter anymore. It is too late to escape now. We're all going to die here and there's nothing anyone can do about it." Paul spoke in a flat tone of resignation.

Wispy smoke emerged from Ashley and Tina's still open mouths which coalesced into the forms of Annie and Martha. They immediately began floating toward Artimus and Jeremy and both backed away in horror.

"No.. please! I don't want to die! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!" The rabbit screamed in terror.

"Don't be scarrrrreeeed booooooyyyy." Martha droned as she approached Jeremy.

"Annie..... why?" Artimus said while tears streamed down his face. Annie giggled as she approached her brother.

"You'll understand soon Artie, losing your breath is the most wonderful feeling in the world!"

Before Artie could scream his sister's ghost dissolved back into smoke and shot down the otter's throat. Martha likewise flew into Jeremy's mouth. Immediately the two let out a hideous gag and clutched their throats as phantom nooses crushed their necks. Artimus found himself stumbling back toward the bed where Jeremy was laying and fell backward onto it. The otter and rabbit began thrashing their feet as the pain in their chests grew. Suddenly Artimus felt dozens of hands grab onto his body, looking around him through bulging eyes he saw people standing over him. There were many of them, men, women, and even children, they all were smiling at him and had nooses coiled around their necks. Among the many faces he didn't recognize there were two he did, his friends Butch and Milo were in the crowd of ghosts and like them also bore nooses around their necks and wicked smiles on their faces. The dog and mouse boy took hold of Artimus's clothes and tore them asunder leaving him naked. Looking over he saw that Jeremy had also been striped naked by the ghosts, he also saw that the rabbit now had a massive boner. Artimus then realized that he also had a boner, his otter cock jutted straight up like a missile as he writhed around on his back.

The pain in the otter's chest quickly grew to a hideous burning, his body screamed in agony and his limbs started to feel heavy and sluggish like they were made of lead. The gagging noises coming out of Artimus's mouth sounded hideous and alien to the boy, he heard ringing in his ears as blood rushed frantically in his head. When was this torture going to end? But then something unexpected and bizarre happened, the pain suddenly stopped completely and was replaced with a feeling of intense warmth and euphoria. It was a feeling more intense than any pleasure the otter had ever felt before, the boy relaxed and ceased struggling. Artimus felt someone rubbing against him, it was Jeremy and even though his vision was steadily tunneling and fading he could see the rabbit's face. Jeremy's face was turning purple and his tongue hung limply from his muzzle yet he bore a great big smile. Artimus felt an intense feeling of lust well up inside his loins, he was horny as hell and the rabbit's rock-hard cock looked extra juicy. The two boys shifted position to lay on their sides while facing each other's cocks, reaching out their arm's weakly around each other's asses the otter and rabbit began 69ing each other. Neither boy could suck or swallow but they eagerly stroked their tongues over each other's cocks, large amounts of salty pre pumped from both of them and coated their drying tongues.

Jumoke watched the dying boy's raunchy display with rapt attention, her moans louder than ever as the anticipation for her turn grew to bursting. She had already striped herself in advance and was panting heavily while the otter and rabbit furiously licked each other's rock-hard cocks. The boy's movements began to slow as both of their faces turned completely blue. Brilliant stars exploded in front of the otter's eyes before everything gradually faded into darkness. Artimus felt his seed well up in his cock before gushing forth like a built up hose someone had stepped on, his whole body exploded with pleasure as he shook from the orgasm. The otter had never felt so good in his whole life, it was literally a climax to die for. Seconds after Artimus came, Jeremy shot his load into the otter's mouth and felt his own explosion of pleasure. With the last of their energy spent the boys started to relax, their mouths overflowing with each other's cum. The otter felt his bladder relax and release his piss all over the bed while Jeremy did the same, a little of Jeremy's pee landed on the otter's face but he was so happy and content he didn't care about the mess. The last thought that went through Artimus's brain before he died was, damn I.. really... want to... swallow....

Paul watched in silence as the two boys went still, he felt bad for allowing this to happen but took solace in the fact that they had died in bliss and that he would soon join them. Beside him his beloved Jumoke giggled excitedly and hugged him tight, pushing her now bare supple breasts against him.

"It's finally our turn Paul! I am so excited! And I'm hornier than a cat in heat! He he he! I hope I get to cum too right before I die, that would be so awesome." The whitetail said with smile.

Jumoke didn't have to wait long, Annie and Martha emerged and made a beeline straight for the the pony and whitetail. Annie came up in front of her old friend and took her body into her ghostly arms. She gazed lovingly into the whitetail's eyes.

"Is it everything you hoped for Ju?" The ghostly otter asked.

"Better than I could have ever dreamed!"

"Are you ready to die?"

"Yes! Oh god yes!!" Jumoke shouted while blushing brightly.

Annie leaned forth and gave her dear friend a long kiss, Jumoke felt her ghostly tongue explore her mouth and she moaned in pleasure. Then Annie dissolved and vanished down the whitetail's throat.

"W..wait!" she managed to ask before looking at Paul and in fact, Annie didn't start. Paul was sitting on the bed looking at her, with a mix of sadness, love and nervosity.

"Paul.. " she looked at him breathing heavily in excitement.

"Ju..." the pony nodded. "I.. I don't want to die.. but..." he hesitated. "I.. love you and this is what you want... so I am happy to be here with you." he confessed to her, looking from her face to their dead friends laying on the beds, all four with smiling faces and weird looking tongues showing between their lips.

Ju got a bit close and stroked the pony's mane. Then she kissed him. "I know, Paul. You are my best friend and I am glad you will do that for me..." she moved her paw down to the boy's crotch and began rubbing his bulge.

"We need to get you naked before.. and I want your huge cock inside me while the ghosts kill us..."

She helped Paul out of clothes, exposing his sexy, firm body and his huge horsecock with his firm round orbs below in his sack. The cock quickly unsheathed as she touched the base and caressed it with her lips.

Paul looked at her like a lover, softly moaning as his member raised until finally standing straight. Then she patted at his shoulder to show him to lay down, legs spread.

Her firm breasts had hard nipples showing perky up in the air as she moved her hips along his legs just up to his cock being in front of her belly.

"Paul, you are ready now?" she asked, smiling at the boy.

"I am when you are!" he nodded, breathing hastily, knowing what will come.

Jumoke raised her hips and put the boy's cock tip just below her pussy. With a slight back and forth movement over her tender body, she rubbed the tip along her folds, slowly letting herself slide down. The huge tip parted her lips and entered her tight and wet doe pussy. She moaned as the huge member split her body, sliding into her slim form and filling her doeheed with it's sheer volume.

"Oh god..." she whispered and Paul let out a long soft moan as she finally reached the base.

She panted, waited for some further moment, enjoying the filling mass in her vagina.

"Annie, Martha, and all the others... we are ready!" she announced.

It took only moments and the doe felt the tight grip of a merciless rope around her throat, pulling it tight and crushing her windpipe. It did hurt and quickly her body demanded air.

The girl gagged, but at the same moment she felt Paul. The pony reared up below her as the merciless, deadly grip of the ghosts pulled his throat tight and the boy started to panic. He pushed his hips upwards, thrusting it even deeper into the girl's hole.

A wave of pleasure ran through Jumoke's body. She was in terrible pain but tried to stay calm and not freak out like the others. She knew from watching the others that she would only have to endure the pain for a minute. She eagerly awaited the hot sensation of breathless death approaching her. Her tits bounced with each of Paul's moves.

'Only a few more moments' she thought, feeling her tongue getting pushed out between her lips, unable to get it back in again. Paul's hands were at his neck, trying to ease the pain, but no avail. His tongue looked like hers, weird, pushed out, saliva dripping. The eyes of both met. He looked suffering, but full of love.

The girl's cute tail was raised and flicked around, exposing her nice white round butt and her ever so tight tailhole.

Then, the asphyxiation effects kicked in. The pain vanished and a deep down lust emerged as a warm feeling from her womb. Her pussy clenched now and even Paul's moves became less panicked and more erotic. Waves of explosive pleasure washed over the bodies of the two lovers as the sweet bliss of death Jumoke had craved for so long enveloped the both of them.

She put her paws on his shoulders now and began fucking him in earnest. His hard horse like cock inside her. Drool glistened from her tongue as her face turned blueish.

Sweat made both the boy's and girl's fur damp. Gagging they both fucked each other for what they knew would be their last time in this life. Ju bowed down, kissing the boy's lips, licking his pushed out swollen tongue with her own forced out one, looking into his staring eyes as she felt her vision slowly grow dimmer.

Paul started to clench and spasm as the last of his oxygen vanished and he slowed as death approached, his nervous connections dying away. His hips thrusting hard as Jumoke clenched, Her thighs squeezing the boys hips. Then in perfect harmony both climaxed. Paul sprayed a huge amount of cum inside the tight doe's pussy making a big jet, some spilled out there was so much of it. The girl's pussy clenched hard around the pony's hard cock inside her as the explosive orgasm raked her whole being.

They stayed moments like that, looking at each other.. then their eyes lost their fixation and Jumoke fell over, her upper body slapping onto the boy's body while his cock stayed inside her.

One last shiver ran through both, then Ju's pussy filled with Paul's pee, the overflow messing both of them. Jumoke had never felt so wonderful and happy in her whole life, she felt content as the cold but comforting darkness claimed everything that remained of her mind.

The six students were all dead. The small candles in the middle of the room, next to the Ouija board were still burning.

Tina, the big breasted squirrel girl was laying naked on the bed on her back. Her head had fallen to the right, her blue lips and blue tongue being pushed out of her maw. Her eyes were closed and saliva glistened off her tongue. The girls legs were spread, exposing her wet pussy with excited, swollen lips.

Her right arm hang limp down the side of the bed while the other one was a bit squeezed between her and the girl, Ashley, laying on her. The salamander girl had died with her face laying on Tina's breasts.

Ashley was even more exposed. She had her butt high in the air the moment she died and then slipped to the side, still with her buttcheeks spread wide. Her tail had fallen to the side, giving a nice naughty view of her tailhole. The ring muscles were open about the size of a small finger. Her pussy below her was wet and moist and still dripping.

The necks of both girls were crushed and had even been stretched a bit longer than would be natural as though they had been hung by a noose.

Both had smiling faces as much it is possible with a puffy strangled tongue being pushed out their mouths.

Next to them, the two boys were laying in their own pile. Jeremy, the chubby bunny boy and Artimus the otter. Both were naked too with their cocks unsheathed and still semi erect hanging next to each others face. They were laying on their sides, their tails hung limply down showing off their tailholes.

Both faces were smiling, cum soaked and wet from the mess that happened as the boys gushed their last fluids at each other in the throes of their final climax, dying with the ghostly rope strangling then.

They had their paws still gently wrapped around each other's asses like two lovers.

Jumoke lay dead on top of her lover, Paul. As she sank down on him with the last spasms to run through her body, she managed to keep his softening cock inside her pussy. The huge horse cock managed to keep her lower body up, with her legs spread in a naughty fashion, showing her white lower side. The folds of her pussy were still stretched and moist. Her head lay on his shoulders, turned awkwardly to the side with her tongue touching the mattress, forming a wet spot. Of the six Jumoke had died with the biggest smile.

Paul's pony head was bent back with his maw wide open and his tongue fallen to the right. His eyes were still open and his paws around Jumoke, holding the dead girl's corpse in a tight embrace.

Epilogue

Sometime later in another place....

"Ugh." Artimus groaned as sleep slowly left his eyes.

The otter rubbed the rest of the weariness out of his eyes and slowly got up. Looking around he saw that he was in an unfamiliar place, he was sitting on a fancy ornate love seat in a large foyer. The foyer was full of expensive looking furniture, it looked like he was in a mansion of some sort. Looking down at his body he saw that he was dressed again, his favorite blue shirt and a pair of jeans. This was all very strange, was he in heaven now? Somehow he had always imagined it would look a lot different than this. Slowly the otter got up to his feet, as he did he heard a faint humming coming from a nearby room. Curious he crept up to the door and peered inside, in the other room was a large dining table set with many sets of plates and silverware. There was a young man happily cleaning the chairs with a feather duster, a black and white tuxedo cat wearing a very sexy and revealing french maid outfit. Artimus entered the room and came up behind the cat boy.

"Louis? Is that you?"

The tuxedo cat gave a gasp of surprise and almost dropped his feather duster, before turning to face the otter.

"Oh! Artie you're awake! You scared me a little there." Louis said with a smile.

Artimus looked over his friend's thin lean body.

"Wow, I gotta say you actually look pretty hot in that thing."

"Really? Aw gee thanks." Louis blushed a little while scratching the back of his head.

"So how come you never showed me this side of you before?"

"Well, you know, I was worried you guys would think I was weird or a freak."

"Hey come on Lou I'm your friend! I would never do that! In fact, forgive me for being so forward but... I really, really want to fuck you now." The otter said seductively while taking Louis into his arms. The growing bulge in Artie's jeans rubbed against the tuxedo cat's thighs causing Louis to shiver in delight.

"Oh la la you naughty otter boy!" The cat spoke in as good a french accent as he could manage.

Giggling like a schoolgirl Louis led Artimus back into the foyer and to the love seat. As soon as they had taken their clothes off the otter pounced on top of the cat boy and pinned him to the cushions. They looked into each other's eyes dreamily and kissed, both moaned in pleasure as their tongues explored their mouths. They tongue wrestled for a good five minutes before breaking off, Artie then got back and lifted the cat boy's legs to expose his tailhole. Louis mewled out in pleasure as Artie inserted his hard otter cock into his tight boy cunt. Strangely it was amazingly easy to slip in even though they hadn't put any lube on. The otter moaned as he slid deeper into the cat boy's wonderful ass and began rocking his body back and forth. Louis clenched his muscles around the otter cock inside him driving Artimus wild with pleasure. While holding onto the cat's legs Artimus slipped his hand around, wrapped it around Louis's hard cock and began lightly sliding up and down the cat boy's shaft. Louis mewled in delight, his body shook with hot waves of pleasure. An instant later the cat boy gave out a gasp as his seed erupted from his cock, some splattered onto Artie's hand while the rest went into Louis's belly fur. Artimus let out a cry as his own cock shot his load deep into the sweet cat ass he was buried in.

For the next few hours Artimus and Louis made hot love on the foyer's love seat. Neither seemed to get tired no matter how many times they came. When they had their fill both boys lay still on the love seat while cuddling in each other's arms.

"That was amazing." Artie finally said.

"Yeah." Louis agreed.

"Say Louis, where are we anyway?"

"You know I'm not actually sure. Annie had some theories about it. She thinks this place might be some kind of memory, you know like a recreation. She says this place resembles Martha's old home."

"Martha lived in a place like this?"

"Apparently yeah, she used to be quite rich. Course that was way back when she was a famous world renowned Psychic."

"I can see why she would be pissed about losing it and being forced to move into that shitty apartment."

"My apartment wasn't that bad was it?" Louis looked up into Artie's eyes, while the otter smiled back.

"Yeah you're right, that place was shit." Louis finally said with a laugh.

"So is everyone else here?" Artimus asked.

"Yeah they're around here somewhere. Last I saw Ashley and Tina they were getting busy together in one of the bedrooms. I think Milo and Butch are outside playing on the gallows."

"Gallows?" Artimus asked surprised.

"Oh don't worry it's not they're gonna die or anything!" Louis gave a hearty laugh.

Just then one of the door's to the foyer opened and the two looked up to see Jeremy entering the room.

"Um, hey guys." The rabbit was a little surprised to see his friends naked together.

"Hey Jer, so tell me you still think ghosts aren't real?" Artie asked while giving his friend a cheeky smile.

"Really, you're gonna ask me that now?" The boys all laughed.

"Say Lou, you know Jeremy was going to try to get me to wear your maid outfit."

"What, no way!"

"No really he was."

Louis scoffed at the rabbit.

"That's just stupid Jeremy! Artie doesn't have the hips to pull that look off like I do!"

"And what the heck is that supposed to mean!?" Artimus said with a laugh.

The sound of knocking drew the Landlord's attention. The cheetah opened the door and was greeted by a pair of female police officers. He recognized both of them, they had been the ones who discovered the dead university students.

"Hello sir, sorry to bother you." The mouse officer said while sighing a little. The two women looked a little drained, neither of them had been getting much sleep lately.

"May I help you ladies?"

The Badger police officer held up a sheet of paper and handed it to the cheetah. He brought the sheet up to his face and looked at it, on it were a group of ID photos showing the faces of three boys and three girls.

"Have you seen any of these kids lately sir?" The badger woman asked. After looking closely at the group of photos he did see a familiar face.

"The otter, he showed up here a while back."

"When was this?" Officer Cordelia asked.

"It was just last monday, he was asking me about the students who killed themselves. He said one of them was his sister. Did something happen?"

"Have you seen him or any of these kids since then?" Jacqueline asked.

"No, I haven't."

"I see...." The woman sighed.

"You see sir, these kids have all gone missing. They were last seen at a Burger King down the street from here but no one has seen them in days."

"Oh..." The cheetah was taken aback.

"If you see or hear anything please contact the police okay?" The mouse woman said.

".....Yeah, yeah I will." The cheetah said before closing the door.

After pacing around his office for awhile the Landlord found he just couldn't shake this horrible feeling he had. Grabbing his master key he rushed to the apartment where one of his tenants and his friends had committed suicide in some time ago. He quickly threw the door open and stepped inside. It only took one glance for him to see that his premonition had been correct. Both the living room and bedroom showed signs that someone had turned the place upside down looking for something, and very recently no less.

The cheetah found his heart pounding in his chest as he approached the trapdoor that lead to the basement. He lifted the trapdoor and nervously made his way down. The basement didn't have anyone in it but then he noticed the wardrobe door open. The Landlord had known about the secret room but being a superstitious man he never went anywhere near it in all the years he owned the place, and he had certainly never told Louis about it. The cheetah heard his heart pounding in his ears as he opened the second door, darkness greeted him on the other side.

The Landlord fumbled his hand around the side looking for some kind of light switch, after he found it and flipped it on he immediately regretted it. The man let out a terrified gasp as he beheld the bodies of six young people scattered on the floor. It was the university kids the cops had just been asking about, and they were all clearly dead.

"Oh.... my.... god.....!!!!!!!!!"

They were all naked and laying on mattresses in pairs, they all had blue puffy tongues sticking out of their mouths and their necks had been crushed and stretched as though they had been hung to death. And they were all smiling.

The otter boy was laying on one of the beds with a slightly chubby rabbit boy, they lay on their sides with their faces near each others still slightly erect cocks. Their faces were both messy with dried fluids and they were embracing each other, it looked as though they had been sucking each other's cocks when they died.

A dead salamander girl lay on top of dead squirrel girl, the former had her face still snuggly buried between the other girl's large breasts. The salamander had a lean but muscular figure while the squirrel had a nice hourglass frame with a pair of large shapely breasts that were now still. Large ugly stains blanketed the mattress near the girl's still open pussies which were both on display.

Lastly a dead whitetail doe was laying on top of a large muscular pony boy with black and white checkered fur. The doe had the pony's cock in her vagina and was bending over on top of him with her face in the boy's chest while her ass bent up slightly, exposing her tailhole. Congealed fluids covered the boy's groin and his arms were wrapped tightly around the doe.

The more the cheetah man looked around the more he realized there was something very wrong with this whole scene. For some strange reason, none of the bodies showed any sign of decay even though they had clearly been here a couple days. There was no smell of rot, no flies or maggots, nothing. The bodies felt lukewarm and had no signs of rigor mortis, like they had just died a few minutes ago instead of a few days. The cheetah was no forensic expert but he was sure that this was unnatural, dead bodies don't remain so pristine and perfect like this so long after death. Was this the work of supernatural forces?

This was not the only strange thing he noticed. While all the dead kids were naked only the doe's and the pony's clothes were intact, as for the other four it appeared they had their clothes ripped off them with alarming strength. From what the Landlord remembered a similar thing had happened to Louis, his boxers had been shredded in a similar manner when he was found dead.

Lastly in the center of the room between the three mattresses were a ring of melted candles. They had long since burned out and become puddles of wax on the floor. The space in the center of the ring of burnt candles was empty, had there been something there? If so where had it gone?

Now was not the time to think, he had to call the police immediately. The cheetah Landlord turned to leave and came face to face with a ghostly translucent woman.

"Helllllloooooo boyyyy" Martha droned.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" The Landlord cried in as he backed away in surprise and terror. The cheetah got backed up against the wall.

"No, no you can't be....!"

The ghostly woman laughed madly as she approached the terrified Landlord. Then the door to the chamber slammed itself shut and the light went dead.

The end.....for now..