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Originally posted by ScreamPaste
Zoey also wins for being in Zoey x Witch porn.

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Originally posted by FinalAnswer
Hello there, you uninfected humans reading this. I am Lia and I'm a witch . . . with a good functioning brain. Well, except for a few defects. I can only speak French, but I can think of many different languages.

I had been experimented on my some survivor scientists. They were the definition of mad scientist. I had been trapped in that hell hole for only god knows how long. I had escaped when one night they had given me this new shot that had made me super powerful.

But other than the talking thing, the inhuman strength and speed, I was still just a witch. A plain, innocent, witch.

. . . .

I walked the lonely streets of Kansas. What I was doing in Kansas I had no idea. The clouds above were dark, ready for a storm. I knew I was going to have to find a place to hide, I didn't really like storms.

I heaved a sigh and then I noticed the light foot steps . . . foot steps of a human. I slowed down my walk and hid into a a shadow.

A human girl walked past me, gun at ready. She spotted me just when she was 5 feet away from me.

A low growl escaped my throat.

She pointed her gun at me, ready to fire.

I screamed and charged at her. She fired rapidly at me, luckily I was fast enough to dodge all the bullets. Super human/super infected speed type of thing.

I surprised her by tackling her from behind. I took her down to the floor with me, and that's when I heard thunder. I shrieked and yelled, "Pluie!" Rain! And then ran under the small roof that held little shelter.

The woman looked at me strangely. What? Hasn't she ever seen a witch that could talk? Oh yeah, I was the only one, and the only language I could speak was French. Oh the joy.

"You can talk?" She asked while lowering her gun.

"Le puits ouais, peut ainsi vous." I said. Well yeah, so can you.

"I guess you don't speak English." The woman muttered.

"Non non."

She stared at me for a while. "Would you like to come with me?" She asked.

I stared at her. Me? Come with this human? HELL no.

I just glared at her and then spat, "Humain dégoûtant." Filthy Human.

She held out her hand innocently to me. I stared at it and then to her warming eyes.

Alright, so you want me to go with you after you tried to kill me? OK.

I took her warm hand and she pulled me into her. Wrapping her arms around me.

What is this? Why is she doing this? Is she trying to trap me in her arms? But I got this warm feeling coming from her and I knew she had no intent to kill me.

But she just held me in that warm embrace and then, the strangest thing happened. The woman kissed me. Kissed me . . . or at least this is what my thought process brought this up to be.

But I was confused? How do you kiss? I thought the logical way to kiss was to kiss the person of the opposite sex . . . she was a woman . . . and I was a woman . . . witch type thing. So why was she kissing me? And now I found myself kissing her back.

She gripped her hands around my waist. The rain poured on us, but I didn't care. This . . . this human gave me this overwhelming warm feeling that I haven't ever enjoyed before. It felt . . . so goooood.

The woman held me closer and closer until there was no more room between us. Her tongue lightly brushed against my lips and the first reaction for me was to let her in. When it entered my tongue was brought up to hers. He toyed around with it for a while.

Then, this feeling, this warm feeling was broken as she pulled away for air. She was gasping and so was I. I've never kissed someone in my entire life. Not a human, not a woman, nor another witch. And that-that was just the best thing in the world . . . I wanted more.

"Name?" I managed to ask in English.

"Zoey, yours?"

"Lia." I smiled.

Zoey brought me up into another kiss. Another sweet kiss.

Her hand lingered down my thigh and I noticed the sudden lack of clothes. Well the extreme lack of clothes . . . I wasn't wearing a single thing.

Her ran up and down my thigh, sending small shivers up my thigh. Her hand reached down lower and I let in a sharp gasp that broke the kiss.

She only smiled at me. "I wont hurt you." She told me.

And I knew that she wouldn't. I knew I could trust her. Her feeling towards me were warm and loving. I had no fear for her.

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Originally posted by FinalAnswer