A/N: Hey everyone, I'm sorry again for the late chapter. I was hoping to finish it in February, but again I got distracted. I've been a bit tired lately and I'm a bit concerned about the Coronavirus outbreak. I'm extremely concerned with it, even though it hasn't hit where I live...yet. So I hope ya'll have been keeping healthy, it doesn't hurt to be careful about this and try not to panic.

I wish I had a better segway into this chapter, but I don't. A shame really, such a cheery monster girl gets such a morbid intro. Hopefully the chapter itself will lighten up this dower opening. Sorry to be such a fucking downer, but that's just how I've been feeling lately.

Chapter 60

I'm Damon Richman, I play as the third baseman for the Frankfurt High baseball team, junior varsity. I'll admit that while I do enjoy the sport I never considered taking it up as a career. But I was happy enough to be playing the game. But there was one minor issue I had.

"Yeah, go Damon! You're looking so good out there! Wooooo!" a girl shouted.

That. That was my issue. Ashley Potter was a grade under me and one day, out of no where she turned up to one of my practices dressed as a cheerleader. Except, the baseball team didn't have a cheerleading squad. Come to think of it, I don't think Ashley was on the cheerleading squad.

No, I think the real reason she started doing all of this was because of me. As for why, I don't know. Maybe she's hoping I'd become her boyfriend or something. Yeah, like that'll happen. This fucking blows, why couldn't I get a hotter fan girl? No, instead I get a shrimpy little Familiar as a fan girl.

Practice ended and I wanted to get off the field as quickly as possible. However, but I could get far Ashley stopped me.

"Hi Damon! Did you hear me cheer?" she asked.

"Pretty sure the whole school heard you." I said dryly.

"Hahaha! You're so funny Damon." she said snorting a bit.

"Listen, I don't know what you want but I want you to leave me alone." I said.

"Got it, you probably want to go shower off. Shower off that hot...muscular...sweaty..." she said her breathing becoming heavier and her cheeks turning red.

Holy shit this is one creepy bitch. I need to distance myself from her, although I get the feeling that it's easier said than done. I left her to whatever freakish fantasy she was in visioning.

I showered off and got changed when I was approached by a couple of my teammates, Ian and Malcolm.

"Saw your little fan girl at practice today." Malcolm said.

"Hell you didn't need to see her, she was loud enough for everyone to hear her." Ian added.

"She's pretty cute though." Malcolm said.

"If you want her so badly why don't you take her?" I questioned.

"Not my type, besides she seems to be infatuated with you." Malcolm said.

"I know! That's my problem!" I exclaimed.

"Dude what's the problem? You got a cute as hell sophomore willing to jump your bones and you're upset about that?" Ian questioned.

"You wouldn't know what we'd give for an underclassmen to want to fuck us." Malcolm said.

"Again if you want her so badly you can have her. I just want to focus on baseball for a while." I said.

"Have you ever talked to her about this?" Ian asked.

"No, wouldn't matter if I did. I feel whatever I say would go in one ear and out the other." I said.

"Why not talk to Salem about this?" Malcolm suggested.

"Who?" I asked.

"She's a Witch, often hangs around Ashley. Witches and Familiars are often close like that." he explained.

"Wait, aren't they close because they're cousins?" Ian asked.

"Hmm, maybe. I thought maybe it was a coincidence that they had the same last name. Regardless, if you don't want Ashley hanging around you you're safe bet is Salem." Malcolm said.

"Worth a shot I guess." I said.

Later, I went searching for Salem. I had little confidence that she'll do anything. But at this point I'll take what I can get.

"Um, Salem?" I asked approaching her in her classroom between classes.

"Yeah, can I help you?" she asked looking up from a book she was reading.

"You probably don't know me, but I'm Damon Richman. I'm on the junior varsity baseball team." I said.

"Oooh, your that Damon." she said adjusting her glasses.

"I guess you have. I'll cut to the case then, I need you to reel in Ashley for me." I said.

"Ash? Why? Did she do something?" she asked.

"She's always showing up to practice dressed up as a cheerleader, it's really embarrassing and I just want her to stop." I said.

"Ash as always been...eccentric. But she doesn't mean any harm. Besides, she's cute as a button, why wouldn't you not like her?" she asked.

"Could you please tell her to back off? I'm not in a good place to be thinking about girls right now." I said.

"Have you tried talking to her?" she asked.

"I figured you'd be more effective than me given how close you two are." I said.

"Alright, I'll see what I can do. But I promise nothing." she said returning to her book.

"Thanks, I'll appreciate it." I said and left the classroom.

The next day, I was at practice again and so far no sight of Ashley. Good, maybe her cousin talked some sense into her.

"Damon! Damon over here!" someone shouted.

I turned and in the stands was Ashley in her cheerleading uniform wave at me. Son of a bitch! As soon as practice ended, I marched right over to her.

"What are you doing here?" I asked gritting my teeth.

"I came to see you silly! Salem told me you went to her yesterday. She also said something about wanting me to distance myself from you or something? I wasn't paying attention." she said.

"Well maybe I can tell you what she wanted to say to you. Fuck, off! I don't want you showing up to practice! I don't want you looking at me! I don't want you period!" I shouted angrily.

"But...but I love you." she protested, tears filling her eyes.

"Well I sure as fuck don't! So piss off!" I shouted.

Ashley began crying and ran off. Shit, did I over do it? No, I didn't want her around me and that's what I got. Yet, why do I feel so shitty? Oh well, at least I can get back to focusing on baseball.

Except I couldn't. Practice after practice I couldn't stop thinking about how upset Ashley was. I saw her a few times, but she never said anything to me. I think the way I treated her was also affecting my game. Everytime I went up to bat I'd end up striking out. Everytime a ball would come my way I'd miss it or somehow drop it. As soon as coach ended practice, I sat down on the third base mound.

"Richman, the end happened to you? You were one of the best third basemen I've ever seen. Now? You can barely catch a grounder." coach Jamison said.

"I've uh...I've been thinking about some things. Coach, have you ever made a girl cry?" I asked.

"Are you saying that your poor performance is because of a girl?" he asked.

"In a manner of speaking, yes." I said.

"Look son, if you really feel bad about making a girl upset than go apologize." he said.

"What if she doesn't want to see me?" I asked.

"If they know you fucked up, they'll listen. Anyway, since you did so poorly today you can take the equipment to the storage shed." he said.

I stood up, dust myself off, and gathered up any discarded equipment. I brought everything back to the storage shed, and as I was about to leave I heard something. It sounded like a series of sniffling. I located the source of the sounds and it was Ashley. She was in the back of shed, curled up with her legs pressed to her chest.

"Ashley?" I called out to her.

"Damon? Please don't yell at me!" she cried.

"I'm not...*sigh*...I'm not going to yell at you." I said sitting down next to her.

"Then, why are you here?" she asked inching away from me.

"I was putting away some equipment until I found you. I want to apologize. I yelled at you and that was wrong of me. I guess I didn't want you around because I didn't want a relationship at the moment. I was angry and I took it out on you and I'm sorry." I said.

"I guess I did come on a little strong didn't I?" she asked.

"Maybe a little. Why do you love me anyway?" I asked.

"I was going home one day and you were having practice. A ball came flying at me and I thought it would hit me, until you caught it. So I started coming to your practices and watching you play. To me, you were just so cool that I wanted you to like me. But I guess I over did it, huh?" she questioned.

"Maybe a little." I said.

"You know my mom had a similar problem. See Familiars aren't always born, sometimes they're created by Witches. So my aunt Esther summoned my mom into the to help her get a guy she liked. While she was successful, she also had fallen in love with the man. She was heart broken, until she found out that he had an identical twin." she said.

"Interesting story and all, but what does it have to do with your relationship to me?" I asked.

"My mom lucked out with finding a man, I fear that I won't be as lucky." she said.

"I'm sure you'll find a guy who'll love you." I said.

"But not you." she said and her ears folded downwards.

I wanted to give some reassurance that it wasn't all. But I think that'll only make things worse...unless...

Seeing how I feel like a jerk for yelling at her, why not give her what she wants? I gripped her chin and turned her towards me. She seemed confused, but she caught on to what I was doing when I kissed her.

Her tender lips pressed against mine felt really good and I wanted more. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and could feel her tongue with mine. I had my tongue violently lash her's, almost as if I was trying to win dominance over her mouth. In my aggressive kissing I pinned Ashley to the ground, groping her body as we kissed.

Ashley at this point was moaning, and each moan made it sound like she was begging for more. I slipped a hand underneath her skirt and viciously started rubbing her pussy through her panties. Her moans grew louder and she squirmed underneath me. I felt the fabric become drenched in her juices and I slipped my hand down her panties and into her sopping pussy.

Her moans grew louder and louder as I aggressively finger fucked her, my kiss stifling her cries of pleasure. I kept fingering feeling my fingers getting soaked by her pussy. Yeah, bet that feels good don't it? Oh yeah, I'm getting so fucking horny imaging my cock inside you!

She came hard, her pelvis lifted off the ground and shook violently as my hand became coated with her cum. I released my lips from her's and she laid underneath panting and shaking from her orgasm. Her pupils which normally looked like stars were now in the shape of hearts.

"Damon...that was amazing." she said in a almost dream like state.

I didn't say anything, I lifted her up and ripped off her soaked panties. Seeing her bare pussy would've made me hard, if I wasn't already. I pulled out my rod and shoved it into her. Her tight pussy gripped around my cock and I folded Ashley into a mating press.

"Yes Damon! Fuck me just like that! Destroy my pussy with your huge cock! Ruin me for other men!" she screamed.

Yeah that's right you slut, say my name! Make me want to keep fucking you! Shit, I think I might be a little too into this. I slammed into her until my balls were slapping against her ass.

"Oh yeah Ash, your pussy is going to make me cum! I'm gonna cum so hard into you!" I said.

"Cum inside me! Cum inside me!" she begged.

I slammed down and poured an insane amount of cum inside her. She had a content look on her face with every drop I slipped into her. Even after releasing what felt like years of semen inside her and was still fucking horny.

I opened up her uniform jacket and shirt and began to pull and twist her nipples. She screeched with delight as played with her nipples. Her lips quivered as if she was asking me to kiss her again. I granted her unspoken request and kissed her.

I began assaulting her pussy with my hard cock. Ashley shook and her moans filled the tiny room we were in. Come baby, yell my name one more time. Just let out a good, solid cry of ecstasy for me.

"Damon! I'm going to cum again! Please make cum!" she begged.

That's a good girl. I slammed into her and flooded her womb once again with semen. Her insides clenched up and her body shook violently. I laid on top of her, sweat dripping from my face.

"Damon? Does this...does this mean that you'll be my boyfriend?" Ashley asked.

"I uh...I so?" I said unsure if I should answer her or not. But I did fuck her so I guess I have no choice.

I returned to practice the next day. I was doing a lot better than I have been the past couple days. In fact, not only was my game back to normal, but I was doing better than I was. As for Ashley, well...

"Go Damon! I love you! Wooooo!" she cheered.

I guess having my own personal cheerleader isn't so bad after all.