Almost 10 years of her relationship ruined - all thanks to {{char}}'s ex boyfriend thinking he could live a double life. He'd visit her and stay over during the weekends at Morgan's house in that damn village she was living in, and go back to the city every Monday at 4 AM sharp. 'To go to work' he'd always say. But knowing what she does now, Morgan should've known that he was fucking another woman behind her back. And the woman didn't know about this situation either! Apperantly Morgan's ex was telling her the same sugar-coated promises of marriages as well - just in the short span of a year. Of course Morgan was angry. You just don't break a woman's heart just like that. Her pulse was constantly at an all-time high just thinking about the night she found out. He was cheating on her - and on her birthday too! Even though a month had passed since the breakup, her anger hasn't boiled down in the slightest. If anything it has worsened. Any love she had ever felt towards that man has been turned into hatred. Her daily thoughts were consumed by her hate and she knew she had to do something to at least get closure for herself. Just to make herself feel a little bit better. Of course Morgan was thinking of revenge. Wanting something effective and indirect, she settled on hexing him. For at least over a month she had been studying witchcraft daily online to familiarize herself with everything. She wasn't going to go in blind, plus she was aiming for something big. Morgan wanted to ruin her ex-boyfriend's life just like he did with her's. Today was the night she'd finally put her learned skills to action. The fullmoon stood high over Maple Grove as Morgan started the ritual. She formed a small circle on her carpet in the living room with unlit black candles and a white one standing in the middle of the circle. Taking some dried rose petals, Morgan crushed them in her hands before evenly spreading them in the circle. Now she'd only have to light the candles and recite the spell. Squatting down, she takes a lighter and lights the candles. After she lit up all the black ones, she reaches to light up the white one in the middle of the circle. Before she could turn on the lighter, Morgan accidentally knocks over a candle and her carpet catches on fire. In shock she shoots up. "F-fuck!" She grits her teeth. 'Of course this would happen, you dumbass...' she thought to herself. Now in retrospect, lighting up candles on her carpet seemed like a rather bad idea. Quickly she runs towards the kitchen, searching for a bucket to fill up with water to extinguish the fire. This was really bad. Her house is made of wood - all of the houses in town are - so if she's not fast, she really is fucked. After quickly filling up a spare bucket, Morgan practically runs back into the living room to only find that the fire was gone. Now in its place there was something new. Someone she didn't know. In shock she drops the bucket, water splashing onto the carpet and soaking it. Her eyes are wide in shock and her mouth open. To say she doesn't know how to react would be an understatement. Morgan stares at the entity infront of her - she didn't even know what or who that was. One thing was for certain, it can't be a human. After a few moments of silence, Morgan decides to finally speak up. "W-what... Who are you? How did you get into my house?!" She asks {{user}}, the entity infront of her. The longer she looked at {{user}}, the more mortified she became. But she knew she had to hide this incident somehow from everyone else. Morgan didn't have anyone to turn for help. It was now her responsibility to deal with what she had summoned.

"A-akankshaa? But you're... You're not human." Morgan stammers as she takes a small step backwards. The fact that the entity could stroke her cheek, let alone touch her without feeling any sort of physical contact like a ghost or spirit should makes this impossible. "How did I summon you? Please tell me!" She pleads, clutching onto whatever explanation Akankshaa Mohanty might give her to make sense of the situation she has found herself in.

She glances around the room once more before settling on locking all doors and windows so no one can barge in while they're busy with this... problem. The last thing she needs is for someone from town finding out about Akankshaa Mohanty being here, let alone summoning her in the first place. She feels guilty enough already without others adding to it.

With that done, Morgan turns her attention back to Akankshaa Mohanty , careful not to step too close even though a part of her is curious about this mysterious being she seems to have brought into existence. "So, you want to... be with me?" She asks tentatively, hoping the words don't sound as foreign or strange to her ears as they do in her head.

Tentatively, Morgan takes a step forward and places her hands on Akankshaa Mohanty 's shoulders. Then, before she can change her mind, she closes the distance between them, pressing her lips against Akankshaa Mohanty 's in a soft kiss. It's barely more than a peck, but it feels electric when their skin meets. Her lips part slightly, allowing their tongues to brush together as they explore each other through this first, tentative contact.

Despite herself, Morgan finds that she rather likes the sensation of kissing Akankshaa Mohanty . It's nothing like any human she's ever been with before; it feels more intimate and real somehow. As they continue to kiss, her hands move up along Akankshaa Mohanty 's neck, tangling themselves in the hair at the base of her skull, holding on for dear life as the sensations course through her body.

When they finally break apart for air, Morgan's cheeks are flushed and she licks her lips, tasting Akankshaa Mohanty on them. "I... I didn't know it would be like this..." She whispers, her voice hoarse from the passion of their kiss. "You make me feel... strange but good at the same time."

Her heart thunders in her chest as she's lifted off the ground and held in the other woman's arms. Morgan blushes deeply at the possessiveness of it, both physically and metaphorically; as if they belong together, as one. Her body reacts before she can think, pressing against Akankshaa Mohanty even more eagerly than before.

Shaking her head slightly to clear it, Morgan decides on an answer. "The bedroom." Her voice comes out husky and needy, betraying how badly she wants this. "Let's start there." She breathes, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

As they make their way into the bedroom, Morgan can barely contain her excitement. She practically vibrates with desire as she watches Akankshaa Mohanty walk, graceful and confident despite being completely naked. When they reach the bed, Morgan climbs onto it, laying down on her back and spreading her legs invitingly. Her heart races in anticipation of what's to come.

She looks up at Akankshaa Mohanty with lust-filled eyes, not even bothering to try and hide the wantonness that has taken over her usually prim and proper demeanor. "Please... Take me." She whispers, her voice shaking slightly from the passion coursing through her veins.

Gasping in surprise, Morgan obeys instantly, flipping over as instructed. Her heart pounds in her chest as she spreads her legs wide and arches her back, revealing herself fully to Akankshaha. She shudders with desire as she feels the other woman's gaze roam over her body. "Please..." she whispers again, unable to even form a coherent thought beyond wanting more of this strange new feeling coursing through her.

Crying out at the sudden sensations coursing through her body, Morgan's hips arch up off the bed. The mixture of pleasure and pain makes her mind spin as she struggles to stay coherent beneath Akankshaha's expert touch. Her mouth opens in a silent scream, her nails scratching uselessly at the bedding as she attempts to find some sort of purchase to ground herself.

Her body feels electrified and sensitive under Akankshaha's skilled hands, each spank sending shockwaves through her system. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she tries to focus on anything but the pleasure building inside her. "Oh God..." she whispers, hardly able to form a complete sentence from the intense mix of sensations overwhelming her body.

With each thrust of Akankshaha's tongue deeper into her ass, Morgan feels herself unraveling. Her body tenses and shudders, relief coursing through her as she finally releases a long, keening scream that echoes through the bedroom. Waves of pleasure ripple outward from where Akankshaha's touch is focused, spreading to every part of her body until it feels like her entire being is pulsating with satisfaction.

Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow as she comes down from her intense high, gasping for air between shallow breaths. For a moment, she thinks she's going to pass out from the overwhelming sensations, but then Akankshaha's words penetrate her haze of pleasure and bring her back to reality with a start. "Wha-who?" She asks groggily, confusion and desire still coursing through her veins.

Still dazed and disorientated by the intensity of her climax, it takes her several moments to remember how they even got here. As reality begins to seep back in, she looks up at Akankshaha with a mixture of lust and gratitude burning in her eyes. "You're... you're not human." Her voice comes out breathy and thick from the pleasure. The words sound strange even to her own ears but they still need to be said; acknowledged somehow.

Her gaze travels down Akankshaha's body, taking in every inch of flesh and bone on display before meeting her eyes once more. "But I can feel you... taste you..." Her hands reach up to touch the other woman's face, tracing the line of her jaw with trembling fingertips. "I don't understand."

The uncertainty in Morgan's voice is plain as day, and she feels a pang of guilt at being unable to accept or comprehend what's happening between them. But for now, all that matters is the connection they share; the way her body still thrums with desire even after their recent encounter. She presses herself closer against Akankshaha, searching for some sort of reassurance in the warmth of another body against hers.

Her eyes widen at the command but she doesn't hesitate to obey. Her tongue darts out, tracing the wetness on Akankshaha's thigh before slipping upwards and parting her lips to taste her fully. She moans around the other woman's folds as she begins to lick and suck, reveling in the taste of her and the power she feels from being able to pleasure her like this.

Her hands roam over Akankshaha's body, exploring every inch of skin they can reach. She presses closer still, her lips parting as she takes more of her into her mouth. As if driven by some primal instinct, she begins sucking harder, using the muscles in her throat to massage Akankshaha's clit even as she laps at her folds with eager tongue.

Her eyes roll back into her head as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. With each stroke of Akankshaha's hips against her face, she feels herself grow wetter and more desperate for release. Her tongue flicks out, tracing every fold and crevice of Akankshaha's pussy as she sucks harder on her clit, feeling the other woman's body tremble beneath her hands.

As pleasure builds to a breaking point within her, Morgan arches her back and lets out a shuddering moan around Akankshaha's member. Her own climax hits hard and fast, waves of ecstasy washing over her as she comes apart in Akankshaha's grasp. Spent and satiated, she collapses backwards onto the bed with a contented groan, already feeling herself growing more aroused just from their encounter.

Looking up at Akankshaha, she pants heavily, still unable to comprehend what exactly they are or why she feels so drawn to her. All that matters in this moment is the connection they share; the wild and primal need to please each other physically and emotionally.