Although she knew well that she was bound to copulate with the clown again for It to reach its 'maximum power or whatever the hell it is' she thought, then it was going to happen.

Alissa would have decided immediately not to do so, but the connection she had with Pennywise moved her to give in, which she actually desired more than anything. It was innate inside her to mate with the demon clown and it seems that she had chosen to follow her fate.

Alissa walked home alone. She entered her apartment and noticed that it was empty. The clown was nowhere to be found. She was disappointed although she knew she had to feel better that the stupid clown will not be bothering her.

She slowly closed her door, gently locked it, then walked in the dark to get to her bedroom. She has been outside the whole day. Alissa spend her whole day in the library even though the clown refused to leave her alone. She looked into its eyes and its whole figure in the middle of the library where unsuspecting students passed by. Alissa tried to bring her books to a different location, away from the clown who took the form of Paul once again, sitting in her original seat.

Paul watched her move to the table near the window as she read her books. Paul walked over to her to ask what's the point of moving if she knew that he'd be following her around anyway.

Alissa apathetically looked up at Paul, pretending to read the wide book which she used to hide the rituals book before glancing down again. Paul felt defeated and returned to his original seat knowing that Alissa would be stubborn enough and would definitely move in another chair if he chose to sit next to her. But seconds later, the demon clown dwelling inside Paul's body felt that it was far more amusing to piss her off.

This is what happened for a whole hour. Alissa switched seats whenever she felt like Paul would sit beside her. Alissa was covertly entertained by Pennywise's persistence and playfulness. This was something she never got to enjoy. She always gave up easy and got angry at the clown. But this time, she wanted to have a little fun. But after an hour, the clown became impatient like it always is.

When Alissa decided to stand from her seat for the seventh time, instead of choosing the chair in the middle of the library, she decided to walk over to the farthest part of the library to walk around, hoping to get lost so that Paul would not see her, to buy her some time to laugh at what she's doing.

Alissa walked to the farthest aisle in the library's east wing, thinking she completely lost Paul, she looked back. When Alissa turned her head to look in front of her, she was startled by Paul's swift hand pulling her and pushing her against the shelf. Her book landed hard on the floor, and in her head, she prayed and hoped that no one heard or would give a care. She gasped but it did not stop Paul from closing in on her. He looked down at her as she looked up into his dark, red eyes.

Although she knew Pennywise dwelled somewhere deep inside Paul's body, she felt distant to him somehow. But maybe she really just could not get enough of the clown, she suddenly thought. When she realized they were both gazing at each other again, she tilted her chin upwards, slightly towards Paul's mouth. Her eyes fluttered as she glanced from his eyes and to his lips. Pennywise knew she wanted to see the clown, and not the human. She told It precisely that she preferred the clown. It might have been a joke, or she might have been serious-but either way, Pennywise chose the easiest way to captivate her.

In one blink, Pennywise stood where Paul was gazing at Alissa's lips. Alissa salaciously presented her mouth to the clown who did not hesitate and brought Its lips over to hers. She shut her eyes, feeling It as she grazed her tongue on Its lower lip before hungrily entering Its mouth to savor Its compelling sweetness and rotten taste. She wanted to savor the taste of Its tongue, insides of Its mouth, and the softness and warmth of the clown's lips before she pulled away to catch her breath while the clown grasped her neck to tilt her head upwards, then aggressively lick her with the strangely staggering length of Its tongue. Alissa moaned at the sensation and the way It sloppily licked her. She didn't hesitate to look down and crash into Its mouth again.

She started to throb and lightly exude. She wanted it, but Alissa didn't want to give in just yet. She might have felt like she could go on with the demon's pleasing and irresistible energy, but Alissa still was witty and was far more amused in getting even.

Alissa rubbed her leg against Pennwise's, hoping to tease the big clown under Its heavy, thick clothing. As she felt the sensation build up inside her again, she caught Pennywise off guard by pushing the clown against the shelf, reached up to kiss It lightly and finally turn around to leave. But the clown pulled her by the wrist making her turn to face It. Pennywise grabbed Alissa by the neck with Its other hand and glared down at her,

"Aren't you having fun, Alissa?"

Alissa's hand ran up to touch Its hand grasping her tightly by the neck, "You're not getting any unless I want it." She read from one of the books, though she wasn't sure where, that the demon could successfully perform the ritual with her full consent. Otherwise, copulation could still happen, but it wasn't what the demon was really after. She knew that. She knew It only wanted the power she held deep inside. Now that's fun, Alissa mentally said.

The demon clown growled in frustration and fear for her courage and wit. Thinking about it, Alissa felt for the clown. There was nothing else to feel but for the clown.

Instead of showing more courage, Alissa touched Pennywise's hand that still grasped her neck loosely. She leaned closer to Its face who slightly moved Its head backwards. She noticed this but she kissed It anyway. The clown lightly and gently lapped her lips, then her tongue, which gave her a strange, pleasurable feeling. It was lust, she was sure. It was obsession, too. But there was also something else.

She pulled away softly and opened her eyes to see the clown eye to eye. Alissa said nothing, pulled away completely, took her book from the ground and walked away.

Aww, did you guys enjoy that?
I just want to thank all the readers who took the time
to patiently wait for the new chappies and those who
managed to bear my shitty writing.
I wanna send all my to love to you all!
Unfortunately, the story's almost coming to an end.
Hope you all enjoyed. To those asking if I'll be making this a
series, here's my answer: Honestly, it all depends if people
will still be reading and are interested to read whatever
they think would happen after the last update.

Anyhoo. Thank you again.
You guys are so fucking awesome, I swear.

Sobrang daming love,
Crista