Chapter 126: Born Again
Inside the casket, there was a tall and muscular, red giant.
Well, not exactly a giant, he was bigger and even taller than Junk was. The monster was dead. It wasn't rotting, but it didn't have any breath. The skin of the creature was red. The chair around the cock and the balls were squeezing him so tight that he couldn't move them. He was hardly ensnared. His eyes were shut. And he was buck naked as well. Junk didn't think much of the creature. It was dead.
There was no trace of life in this casket. But… Then… Why were the cock and balls of the creature chained up like this? It didn't make any sense. However, quite typical of him, he didn't care too much to investigate and attempt to find out more about any of this. So, the Minotaur shrugged his shoulders and turned around. He turned back to the busty, ghost lady and moved on to something else already…
"So, what now?" The impatient Minotaur couldn't wait to have sex with the ghost. Even though she didn't have a real, physical body, not right now anyway. He sure hoped that there was a way to make this work somehow.
"And how would we do that exactly?" she asked him.
"Hey, it's up to you to figure it out, okay? You told me that if I followed you and came here, and opened the doors of the church and opened this stupid coffin, that you'd let me have sex with you. So, fulfill your end of the deal. Let me have a little ghost adventure with youI know you want to," the Minotaur said as he reached for her and tried touching her, but the fingers of his right hand passed right through the see-through and ghostly body of the deceased woman. He couldn't touch her. He couldn't reach her. It was useless to even try. He couldn't be with her, really.
"Oops… I want to fulfill my end of the deal, I swear, but as you can see… I can't. I don't have a body. I'm dead. In case you didn't understand by now," the ghost lady explained to him in the church.
"Then, you lied to me? Why did you want me to come here in this church and open this coffin so badly, anyway?" the Minotaur asked her, curious to know why he was woken up in the middle of the night. But then, exactly as he was finished asking her this question, and right before she could reply to him, the red monster, who previously was lying down there, dead, suddenly came to life and rose up from the interior of the coffin. He suddenly grabbed on to the Minotaur's left shoulder and pulled him backward, closer toward him. While Junk was quite surprised at first, he was successfully able to push him away from him and stepped back. Creating some additional distance between him and whatever that monster was.
"It's alive?" Junk asked the ghost lady as he moved away from him. The red creature was sitting up inside the coffin. He was looking straight at the bull. Well, that was what he thought at first, but it all panned out that it wasn't the case. The red monster was staring at someone else: The busty, floating ghost. He came out of the coffin. He could get out of it. Well, he would be if his cock and his balls weren't chained up. The ghost floated closer to him.
"Guardian. It's me, Gisa. You are freed. After all these years, you are freed," the ghost addressed herself to him and welcomed him back to the world of the living after sleeping for so long in that box.
"Free?" the red monster uttered, confused, lost, doomed.
"What's wrong?'' Then, she saw his chained up cock and balls. Understood everything. Finally, he understood what was wrong here. "You are chained up. We have to free you, poor baby. Oh, I know!" she lowered her head, took a look at the Victorian-era looking dress she wore. Smiled. Grabbed the tip of the bust region of her dress and pulled it down.
Allowing her big breasts to pop out of her dress. Her naked, ghostly, pale, white breasts. The red creature positively reacted to her big, naked, bouncing boobs. His cock hardened and his balls jiggled. His members became stronger. Again. Then, a few seconds after he hardened, he was able to break free from these chains which were ensnaring him. He destroyed all the chains with his huge dick and massive balls. He then climbed out of the coffin.
He was freed.
Liberated.
Truly liberated this time. The floating ghost smiled. She tried hugging him as he walked toward him but the tall and muscular red monster passed right through her. She forgot. For one second, she forgot that she was a ghost. Not only that, the red monster never tried hugging her back. He simply walked right through her and left.
"Guardian?" she called her that again as he left her.
"Looks like he has to go somewhere," the Minotaur said.
"He has to guard us. He has to guard us all," she said.
"Why? Against whom?" Junk grew tired of being confused.
"Against the Autumn witch," she replied to him.
"September? Why? What's so wrong with her? Hold on. I take that back. There are plenty of things wrong with her, but why do you need this red monster to protect you from her?" he asked her.
"Because she's the one who captured and collected my soul. She's the one who holds me captivated. She's the one who holds us captivated," the large-boobed spirit explained to him.
"Us? They are more of you?" he directly asked her. But then, before she could even answer him, the Minotaur felt something, emerging all around him. Presence. Auras. Spirits. In the many, many windows of the small church, he noticed many silhouettes, dark shapes, looking through those windows. Staring right at him.
"Yes. There are many of us," she finally replied to him.
"But who are you?"
"We are souls. We are the souls that were collected by the Autumn witch over the years."
"So, you're the soul that she has and keeps in her boobs?" he asked her.
She nodded.
"Yes."
"Then, how come you are all here, and not in her tits?"
"Because tonight is the night of the moon of sorrows."
"Damn. That's exactly what April was talking about…"
"Hold on. Where is the guardian?" she asked. She looked around. He wasn't anywhere to be seen. And the doors of the church were wide opened again.
"Oh, he left earlier," Junk informed her.