Chapter 28: Guise
The night whisperer wasn't human.
She was a human witch, partially, but she was also something else entirely.
Her skin continued to shed, not too long after she had taken April as her hostage. Junk was furious. This fuelled him to charge toward the situation and to save her right away.
"Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Or I end her pathetic life," the night whisperer projected her voice right into his mind. Whispering to him. Her sensual voice could still be heard aloud. Heard by April, who was standing right in front of her. But ironically, the one who heard him the most was the the guardian, Junk. It was almost as if she was communicating to him through his mind. Never leaving it. Anchoring herself into his spirit.
Junk froze. He understood that the life of April was at risk. He didn't want to be responsible for her life ending. He didn't want her to die. Not here. Not now. She was much too young.
"We don't have to do this. Don't hurt her," Junk said.
"Who are you, really?" the green-haired elf asked her.
"I already told you. I am the night whisperer," she replied.
"I don't mean your title or name, but what are you really?" the young woman explained. Bringing up a much better question.
"I don't understand what you mean, young girl."
"Come on now. You might be working for the guild of witches, but let's face it: With this kick I gave you. I can hear your fake skin cracking and fissuring. Come on. And you just said it yourself. You are shedding your skin. So, the question now is… What are you if you are not human?" she elaborated on what she meant by this.
"There is something else that I find weird. Why would a lone witch be working in the guild of witches? Aren't all of them supposed to be real collaborative witches who all worked together or something?" Junk pointed out.
"You are right about this, young boy. I am no regular witch, as you already know. I am the witch who defeated September and caused her to lose everything. I am a unique witch who is not truly working for the guild. Sure, I was sent by them to find September and hunt her down. But I do what I do for special services from them. I'm using the guild to get what I want, such as ultimate power. My task was to dethroned September. Now, it's to me to bring her back to the village and to make sure she stays there for the rest of her life. As a prisoner. As a slave. And if she tries escaping one more time, I won't hesitate to destroy her. And if you choose to help me find her, you will both be treated as heroes in the eyes of the village. You can trust me," the night whisperer replied to the young guardian and explained to the both of them as she continued keeping the green-haired, busty elf as her hostage.
"If you let April go and swear that you won't hurt her, I promise you that I will do everything I can to bring September back to you. I can tell you that much," Junk had radically changed his mind regarding this. He wasn't interested in losing April. A person that was much purer than the former Witch Queen could ever dream to become. If he had to send September to the slaughterhouse in order to save April and make sure she was going to be okay, he was going to do it. No matter what. He had made his final decision.
"No, Junk! Don't do something like this. She's a liar. I know it. You can't trust her. Let me die. Let her kill and seize that opportunity to get out of here. Save your own life! Do whatever you can to find September again and go on with the mission!" she yelled.
"No. I can't do something like this, April. I can't."
"I'm glad that you are finally beginning to understand, guardian. If you go through with this promise of yours, I can guarantee you that no harm will be done to your precious girl here."
"Precious? I barely know her. I just met her a week ago or so. I just don't want her to be hurt. That's all. April doesn't deserve to hurt because of this Witch Queen thing," Junk explained to her.
"Oh. Is that right?" the night whisperer asked him.
"..." the boy didn't say anything. He simply nodded.
"Genial. In that case, if you truly don't want to see her get hurt because of the Witch Queen, then that means that I can still treat her any way I want to until you bring this cursed September to me. I don't care," the night whisperer surprised him with how reckless she was.
"What?" Junk no longer knew what to expect at this moment. He opened his eyes wider than ever.
"It has been a while since the last time that I had an elvish woman as beautiful and voluptuous as her. Also, this dress that I picked for her while you were both unconscious is working wonders on her. It fits her perfectly. And you what? I can't resist her anymore," and then, before Junk could do anything or react at all, the night whisperer stepped back from April for a second or two. For a short moment, April thought she had been freed by him. But she couldn't move any further away from the actual reality. The green-haired elf slowly spun around as the fake skin was cracking and shedding even more all over the whisperer's face and then the rest of her body. She was taken back. She didn't know what to do at first. The next moment, the night whisperer's body had totally changed. She fully shed her skin and revealed the true horror that had been lying underneath the phony surface. April was right all along. The night whisperer wasn't human. She was something else. She was in reality a monster girl.
The whisperer was still a gorgeous woman. She was still a beautiful and thick witch, yet, by revealing that she was not human, she unveiled that she was a snake woman creature underneath the human disguise.
April felt absolutely drawn toward her for a brief moment as she first laid eyes on her and on her true form.
April froze as the snake hypnotized her for a beat.
The night whisperer was tall and imposing while still staying quite a beautiful and sexy woman.
Seizing this opportunity to attack April, the snake woman swoop toward her!
Right before it was too late. Junk arrived and placed himself between the two of them!
Saving April at the last moment!
Junk was brave because he performed this heroic prowess as he was still in his human form without his demonic armor.
Thump!
Junk managed to push her away.
"Don't touch her."
"Junk?"
Poof!
The next second, the demonic Halloween armor was summoned by him and he was already wearing it!
His huge cock was erect as he laid eyes on April, checking to see if she was okay.
"You're okay, love?" Junk politely asked her.
"I am," she nodded.
"Good."
She was more than fine thanks to him.
Junk then turned back to the snake witch. His eyes were now locked on her.
"One more time… What are you?" April asked him.
"A guise," she replied to her.
"A guise?"
"And I just finally shed my weak-ass human disguise."
"What the hell is a guise?" Junk finally asked her.
"An obscure species. Once believed to be extinct," April murmured, telling Junk one of the few things she knew about the kind of people known as 'guises'. She blushed a lot as she spoke.
"That's right. That's why we have to repopulate. As much as possible," the guise-snake-witch unveiled that she had been hiding underneath the human's face and body this entire time.
Then, without allowing Junk any time to plan for a good attack, the guise rushed to him. She grabbed him by the shoulders. Held on to him. Junk couldn't move away. He had to do something. He tried. However, he couldn't get away from her hold.
"What do you think you are doing?" Junk asked.
Meanwhile, the creature who had just shed her fake human skin and took control of Junk's shoulders was soon stripped before his eyes. The Victorian dress she wore was peeled off of her body at the same time as her organic disguise came off of her. The snake witch was not only in her true form now, but she was also completely buck naked. Her huge breasts, her beautifully pussy, and her small boxy ass all unveiled. Junk could see everything.
They were now face-to-face. She was intimidated, to say the least. Her cheeks were on fire. She didn't know what to do when confronted to such a good-looking man such as Junk. The bad girl was accidentally being seduced by him, which was not originally part of the plans. Not at all.
"You are a pretty alpha male Junk," the snake witch complimented him.
"What do you mean?" he asked her.
"Are you trying to seduce my Junk?" April shot at her.
Then, the next step for her was to take him. All for herself. She leaned forward as she continued to hold him by him shoulders. The attraction and the arousal were real between the two of them. Especially the arousal. The snake witch guise inserted her long and nightmarish, disturbing, snake-like tongue inside of his mouth and kissed him. The green-haired elvish young woman didn't like seeing that one bit, but Junk enjoyed it happily. The sexual aura the shapeshifting creature was unleashing all around her was so strong that he had completely forgotten that he was supposed to be against her in every aspect. Junk fell for the snake witch. April was still right here, not too far from there at the garden center of this maze they had been brought to. Watching. Blushing. Hoping Junk had a plan. But Junk became harder and more aroused. The snake witch's tongue made love to his mouth. French-kissing him. Then, when that part was done, she was the one who savagely pulled her big snake tits up and directly showcased them to him. They were sent flying in the air. Bouncing up and down for the entertaining and sheer sexual pleasure of the guardian. She intentionally lifted her tits closer to his face. Her snake-like tongue swiftly wrapped itself around one of her own nipples, teasing him some more.
Junk was pulled forward, closer toward her. He kissed her boob. Licking her nipple. Sucking on it with great, great pleasure. Junk enjoyed himself even more.
The guardian continued sucking on her nipples. Swapping nipple now and then until he finally pushed her against the wooden bench that had been partially destroyed earlier because of the strong Spring kick of the dress-wearing elf. Half of the bench could still be used for sitting. At least one person could use it to sit on it. And that was exactly what happened when the snake witch was pushed and fell down on top of it. She sat down on it after falling. She sat with her legs fully closed. Elegantly. Like a proper lady. Junk could have his way with her, and that was exactly what she was hoping for. Meanwhile, April continued watching, blushing some more, enjoying herself as well. Loving this, in fact.
Junk dominated the snake witch. He opened her legs. She was looking forward to this. The guise was erotically boiling for him. The blood that was running in his veins was heating up. His big dick with the oval-shaped glans had been throbbing for the past several minutes for her. She saw it. She had been staring at it for a long time, ever since he summoned his demon armor. And this muscular thing she was seeing between his legs was simply massive. Erected, Junk was thirty-eight inches long. Both the snake witch and April were salivating at the mouth for it. The guise was hoping and expecting to be forced to suck on his big cock before doing anything else. Junk immediately went for the throat. He suddenly rushed everything and pushed his gigantic penis against the snake witch's vaginal lips. Her wet pussy lips.
"Why are you even interested in me?" Junk had to know.
"She's a witch. Of course, she's attracted to you," all of a sudden, a confident woman's voice was heard behind him.
Everyone shockingly spun around as Junk first penetrated the snake witch.
There she was.
They looked up.
Hovering above their heads in the sky.
Seductively sitting on the edge of her flying witch's broom.
September.