Alissa could not give a fuck. She enjoyed the power she had over the clown.
She walked around the house, with or without Pennywise's presence, in her loose shirt and underwear. The first time she did this, she was on the couch getting cozy while it rained outside. Alissa was enjoying a movie playing on her laptop, a blanket covering her, completely ignoring Pennywise's demand. The demon clown expressed its impatience. It said that she could not avoid copulation with It as it was bound to happen.
Alissa kept ignoring Pennywise as if she could not hear It. It was petty, she thought, but she did not care. She was busy watching a movie, she reasoned. Pennywise stood right in front of her and she looked up. "No." She responded, but Pennywise smirked evilly while it looked down at her, standing an inch away from her.
"You little brat." The clown growled, its claws ripping through its gloves in anger. As a response, Alissa removed the laptop from her and placed it beside her. She removed her blanket and stood right in front of the clown in her big shirt and her underwear.
The tension grew between them. She felt herself throb down there, and she felt her heart skip a beat when she did it. Pennywise only stared at her, Its mouth slightly open, she could almost see the drool waiting to drip out of Its mouth while It looked down at her bulging breast and short shirt,
"What are you gonna do about it?" She taunted the clown,
And It did nothing but stare right back into her eyes. Its eyes gleaming red.
She said nothing, turned around, grabbed her laptop, and left.
This time, she was in the bathroom. Alissa finished showering and was looking at her reflection in the mirror. She wasn't wearing her pants yet. She thought if she should continue teasing the demon clown and maybe it would lose its mind and beg her. She laughed at the thought. What is she doing with her life?
She was supposed to come home at her parents house after the first semester. She had the choice to leave but she decided not to. She couldn't bring Paul into her home back with her parents. She told them that she was busy working on a project to be submitted on the next school days. They trusted her and believed her, not knowing their daughter was liable of passing eternal power into a demon.
Alissa decided to dress decently. She took off her shirt and wore her night gown instead. She was just going to sleep, she thought. She didn't need to wear anything fabulous. So what if Pennywise was there? The clown isn't going to rape her. Again, if It would do so, It would have done it.
Alissa tussled on her bed, trying to shut her eyes and sleep. Finally, she laid on her back, wide awake. During the night, Pennywise was nowhere to be found. It always left her alone during the night, and she knew because many times she tried to do something, she could not even feel its presence.
She turned her head to one side and took a deep breath. Alissa started thinking about Pennywise.
Was she ever going to give away herself? Was she ever going to be ready?
Alissa tried to brush the thought away, shut her eyes, and tried not to move. Yet she couldn't sleep. She kept her eyes closed and finally allowed the thought of the clown in her head free. She thought of It. She thought of images of It. She thought of the possibility of allowing herself to give into It's demand.
She imagined it all in her head.
Her eyes still closed, Alissa sneaked her hand under the blanket. She moved her hand to her lower abdomen and started tracing her fingers on her skin, caressing herself. She hesitated, until finally, she decided to touch herself lightly. Alissa shifted lightly on her bed while she rubbed her fingers gently on herself. She felt a strange sensation, imagining what if it were someone else's hand touching her. What if it were Pennywise? Would It do the same to her?
She started rubbing a little harder and faster. She felt herself tighten inside. She kept going, unconsciously biting her lower lip and keeping her eyes tightly shut. Alissa softly moaned when she felt a strong sensation ready to erupt deep inside.
She kept a pattern, rubbing sidewards with only her three fingers. Alissa imagined how it'd feel like if she allowed It. She stopped touching, grabbed one end of the blanket and wrapped it around her three fingers and rubbed her bare flesh. Alissa could not help but moan when she felt a quick feeling shoot down her spine. She kept going, and going, and going, until she felt like bursting into a wonderful feeling of pleasure.
Alissa bit her lip hard and finally, she released herself free and sighed in pleasure and relief. After a second, she heard a light creak in her bedroom. She instantaneously opened her eyes and glanced at her door, realizing it's been open the whole time.
She sat up and stared at the door.
"Penny?" She managed to call out, but there was no answer. She must be paranoid, she thought. She could not get caught, she thought. If she did, she'd be pissed at herself for being such an idiot.
Alissa slowly laid down again, closed her eyes and felt way more comfortable, ready to rest. She closed her eyes and fell asleep in just a matter of minutes.
Her door was left open, just enough for Pennywise to see through it while It was in its invisible form. Pennywise shook its head and clicked its tongue, surprised of what just occurred in front of It. The demon clown felt its obsessive nature erupt into pleasure. It grew impatient, almost wanting to jump on Alissa and take her. But it couldn't. It stayed there outside her door left to enjoy nothing but a show.