Chapter 05: Wednesday Addams [1]
[Opening a Gateway]
[Input world]
I typed the word Wednesday into the screen with a mental command and searched for the Netflix show, of course. There's a simple reason; I as a teacher of course desire some students.
'Heh. So, let's see, Wednesday and Enid. Who else? I'll see when I'm there.'
A screen appeared in front of me, asking for the place I want to open the Gateway at.
This could be important.
It seemed that I could select the timeline as well as the time.
I could use this to my advantage. I just needed to be at the right place at the right time.
After much deliberation, I input the time. I could do this very easily since the timeline that I chose was the Netflix show. Choosing that led me to a screen where the show's events were laid in front of me, I chose the woods where Enid fought Hyde in her Werewolf form.
After that, I chose the time and then placed the gateway in the East of my cabin.
Point A of this Gateway opened in the forest on my cabin's West, and Point B was in the woods that were in the show.
The Gateway was swirling, it would open soon enough.
I made my way to the Gateway leisurely, admiring what I'd created in the meantime. When there, I observed through the Gateway what I could see on the other side.
Although the Gateway wasn't fully open yet, I could see what was happening on the other side.
Tyler's body began to contort and grow, his face changing shape spasming as he writhed until he emerged from the cocoon of his human skin, now a snarling, slavering beast with elongated teeth and dripping saliva. His fingers extended like talons, and with one swift motion, he grabbed Wednesday by the throat with such force that she gasped for air and tried desperately to loosen his grip. Then, he slammed her against a tree trunk. She kicked and fought, her hands clawing frantically at his grip, her face contorted due to lack of oxygen, but he wouldn't relent.
After a while, Enid loped into the clearing on all fours, claws sharpened and growling ferociously, her werewolf form shimmering in the pale red moonlight. She leaped onto Hyde with a loud snarl, and he crashed to the ground, the air forced from his lungs as she pinned him beneath her powerful weight.
Wednesday fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
As Enid and Hyde fought, I felt a big chunk of my MP seeping away.
[-500 MP]
I was down to 356 MP now… I sighed.
This is exactly why I needed women.
Wednesday lay on her ass, her tongue lolling out of her open mouth as she panted; a faint blue light began to emanate from the Gateway, and she squinted her eyes.
The Gateway appeared suddenly with an electrifying spark, causing Hyde and Enid to jump back, startled.
Hyde's eyes widened in terror, and he emitted an ear-piercing screech, his lips pulled back into a feral snarl. I was confused; why was he scared?
The monster lunged at Enid with enough force to knock her into a tree; she gasped from the impact and spat out a mouthful of dark blood.
Hyde turned his attention to Wednesday. He then spun towards Wednesday, swiping his claws at her stomach before she could manage to roll away. His claws raked deep across her stomach, leaving a gash of glistening crimson in their wake. She gritted her teeth in pain - though she didn't show her pain in her expression aside from the initial hiss - as a gush of hot liquid oozed from the deep wound left by Hyde's claws.
Wednesday writhed and hissed under the monster's grasp, desperately trying to escape its iron grip.
I was about to step in, but Enid slammed into Hyde, tackling him away. Then, as my eyes met Wednesday's through the Gateway, her eyes flickered with consideration — she seemed to be thinking, and as if she came to a conclusion, she rolled towards me and entered through the Gateway.
I smirked; she'd fallen right into my trap.
[General POV]
Wednesday Addams was having quite a rough day, or should she say night? Not only had it turned out to be true that Tyler was Hyde, but she had also underestimated how wrong this could go, and that resulted in him attacking her, leaving quite a big injury on her stomach.
…Her friend, Enid, might not be safe either. Although Enid had 'wolfed out', her fur was matted with sweat and fear as this was her first time facing someone like Hyde and he wasn't really someone to mess with.
Wednesday's mind raced as she scanned the area for a way to save them both. Her eyes fell on the portal — which had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and somehow startled Hyde even more — that seemed like their only escape.
Not having any choice, in a fraction of a second, as her eyes locked onto the mysterious figure on the other side of the amethyst portal, her gears turned as she quickly formulated a plan.
So, giving Hyde a taunting glance, she bit down on her lip as she felt the searing pain from the deep cuts on her stomach and pushed herself onto her feet. Keeping her firm gaze on Hyde, she grit her teeth through the agony and rolled into the portal.
Her eyes were quite hazy at this moment; quite a lot of blood had seeped out of her.
But her plan had worked; Hyde was suddenly motivated to follow her and he lunged forward, pushing Enid aside and entering the portal.
For a few seconds, everything went still as Wednesday looked around at the dark and grungy forest in mild disbelief that it had actually worked. But, it didn't last for long. Within moments, Hyde's eyes began to glaze over with what could only be described as maniacal rage-like madness as if a wild animal was about to be unleashed from within him. His lips curled back as he showed his fangs. His claws were extended as if ready to tear apart anything that came close to him. He growled as he moved towards Wednesday, his claws outstretched ready to end her.
Wednesday's heart raced suddenly, was this it?
Death?
Wednesday's heart pounded in her chest as she felt a strange thrill course through her veins. She had always been drawn to the mystery of death, and now here it was — on her doorstep. The eerie familiarity of the moment sent shivers down her spine.
Her expression, however, was still as bland as ever, and her eyes were as wide as ever, unblinking.
She could see the portal shrinking in size, swiftly closing on them as Hyde continued to walk towards her.
Her eyes grew blurry and her eyelids heavy; too much blood was lost. She fell on the ground on some herbs of sorts, and then started breathing heavily, inhaling the herbs' scent which smelled quite weird.
They smelled so sweet, like a bouquet of wildflowers, sweet and intoxicating. Ah, was it starting to get hot in here, or was it just her?
The warm air seemed to wrap around her body like a blanket, and she felt herself flush with an undeniable longing. Her clothing felt suffocatingly tight against her skin, as if the grass(?) outside was calling out to be caressed by her naked body. A sudden, wild impulse made her fantasize about ripping off all her clothes and rolling around in the grass with abandon.
"Damn it," she murmured under her breath, her voice tinged with frustration. She didn't know what she had inhaled but whatever it was; it made her feel aroused. She clenched her fists, determined to maintain control over herself, to fight off the desire that was slowly enveloping her.
But she felt her body responding in ways it hadn't before, a deep pulsing in her core spread throughout her limbs. Her heart fluttered and she could scarcely draw a breath as the sensation of longing coursed through her veins.
Her mind raced with conflicting thoughts as she struggled to maintain her composure. 'Focus, Wednesday, focus,' she urged herself. 'You can't let this overpower you. You're stronger than this.' She squeezed her eyes shut, desperately trying to regain control over her senses.
Despite her thoughts, the warmth of desire hardened her nipples and increased blood flow to her most sensitive areas, resulting in a level of arousal that was almost overwhelming. Her skin tingled with heightened sensitivity. Each breath seemed to send shivers of anticipation through her body, and she fought to stifle a gasp.
'What is happening? Is it the herbs? Weird...'
Seeming to be losing consciousness; Wednesday saw the mysterious figure take a step forward from the shadows; she couldn't see his facial features, but she could feel an overwhelming sense of power radiating from the said mysterious figure.
'This isn't fair,' she whispered internally, her voice trembling. 'I've always been in control... always been able to keep my emotions in check. But this... this is pushing me to the edge.' She nibbled on her bottom lip, her mind warring between restraint and surrender, as she saw him through her hazy eyes.
With a wave of his hand, he sent a strange energy that surrounded Hyde, more specifically the ground beneath him, which resulted in big roots jutting out and clasping around the monster, rendering him immobile and unable to move.
The energy gradually grew stronger and stronger, and so did the roots around Hyde as he tried to fight back against their powerful force, but it was no use — he was frozen on his spot, unable to move, suspended by the power of this strange being.
Strong...
Wednesday was mildly surprised at what she saw — the person who saved her was no ordinary person.
He saved her. Her…
Blood rushed to her cheeks as the mysterious figure stepped forward into Wednesday's line of vision, revealing himself; he had a long mane of white hair that stood out against his skin and piercing amethyst eyes.
He wore a gray cloak that fluttered in all directions as he moved closer towards her. He slowly moved his hand down towards her body, hovering over the area of the wound.
She winced, but then exhaled in relief as his fingers glided across her skin. A tingling warmth spread from his touch and settled deep within her, causing a gradual rise in her arousal.
She could feel the warmth radiating from his palm and a strange sensation of pleasure began to wash over her. As he touched her skin; her entire body was alight with desire, and moisture pooled between her legs.
His palm seemed to glow with an amethyst hue, healing her in a way she could only describe as 'somehow'.
She felt her eyelids flutter like butterflies as the darkness slowly began to lift. It was as if the warmth of the sun broke through, and a sudden rush of energy filled her. Her heart raced and her breath quickened as an electric desire coursed through her veins. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt herself melting into the moment.
She blushed and stared hazily at the man, having an intrusive thought.
'I wonder if he'll roll on the ground with me, naked...'
She couldn't be sure of what she was thinking of now.
Mmm. That would be so much fun! She thought, but then hesitated. Would it be too forward to invite the mysterious stranger who had saved her — saved her! — to come roll with her on the ground? She felt a thrill race through her veins at the thought, but quickly pushed it aside. After all, this hero in gray had saved her from a horrible creature, and she should thank him properly for his bravery. Thoughts of 'rewarding' him kept creeping up into her mind, and she couldn't help but feel guilty about such naughty musings.
She was ecstatic that the mysterious stranger had rescued her, but embarrassed to think of asking him to join her in a game of 'rolling'. How should she thank him for saving her from the nasty monster?
She squirmed at the thought that was so naughty, but couldn't help thinking of it-
Her eyes twitched awide, and she violently shook her head, crawling away from the man.
What the fuck was going on with her?! Why was she thinking about all of that?!
It was those herbs!
What was that?!
She felt herself growing wetter.
"No," she groaned, moaned even, her voice laced with both resistance and longing. "I won't succumb. I refuse to become a slave to these sensations." She pressed her trembling hands against her temples, trying to quell the overwhelming need that consumed her.
But as the herb's effects intensified, Wednesday's willpower began to crumble, it chipped at her, slowly driving her on edge. Then, a wave of pleasure suddenly surged through her body, which led to another soft moan.
Wenesday's eyes filled with a mix of defiance and surrender.
The man smiled, neared her slightly, and said something that sent a chill down her spine. What was he saying? Her ears weren't listening, she was numb to sound… She couldn't help but feel the heat radiating from him. When he got dangerously close and whispered in her ear, her whole body trembled with anticipation. Then, his hand moved slowly towards her thigh and she could barely breathe as he neared the edge of her erogenous regions, making her feel both terrified and excited at the same time. The urge to move closer was so strong, yet the will to resist was so fierce. However, oh fucking god, she wanted this man so badly!
She wanted him more than anything, but she wasn't sure if she should let her desires take over; if she should give in, or push him away.
'N-no...'
No, she shouldn't!
She swallowed hard, a battle waging inside her between what she knew was right and what she wanted more than anything. Her mind screamed 'no,' yet her body yearned for his touch and made it nearly impossible to ignore. Her heart and mind both begged her to stay away, but her body still ached. Her determination wavered as the wanting intensified. She was torn between giving in to temptation and doing what was right.
When his hand touched the top of her thigh and she felt his fingers probing her wetness through her panties, the pleasure was almost too much for her. She recognized in that moment what she wanted from him - to be held, to be tasted, to feel his body against hers, to be fucked, to be manhandled. She didn't pay the slightest bit of attention to what he said, she just wanted him to take her!
Her desires fought with her doubts until all she could do was sit there, motionless.
"Fine," she whispered hoarsely. "If this is what it takes... then let go, Wednesday. Just... let go." And with that admission, she surrendered to the temptation, her body and mind succumbing to the intoxicating effects of the herbs, or was it the man?
She wouldn't know, she was drowning too much in the depths of pleasure to have a single coherent thought not crumbled away by his manly actions .
AN: I'm officially legal 😔 Thus the lack of a chapter yesterday.