Annie swallowed hard. Her limbs shook as she crossed the threshold.
Camping next to the Old Chateau was not her idea of a fun Halloween trip.
Annie and her friends had been planning this for months. They were going to spend a weekend at the creepiest place in Sinnoh at the creepiest time of year and it would be the best trip ever. Annie however, had an immense fear of all things even remotely creepy, including Ghost-type Pokémon. Even some Dark-types were pushing it. As October drew to a close they'd packed their things and made their way through Eterna Forest, pitching their tents just outside the abandoned mansion. Gathered around their campfire, scary stories and drinks had been shared. Eventually, the teens settled on a game of truth or dare which started off tame until Annie picked dare on a whim.
"We dare you to go inside the Old Chateau!" Nat had squealed as Annie's other friends gasped and giggled at her terrified expression.
So here she was, having been shoved forcefully inside, shaking like a leaf. Annie trembled as she tried the door again, but her friends were all holding it shut from outside, she could hear them laughing through the wood. The hallway was dark, what little moonlight there was filtering through the windows caught the edge of the twin staircases. Annie fumbled with her flashlight with shaking hands. Finally able to flick it on, the beam cut cleanly through the darkness and her heart skipped a beat as it illuminated a figure against the opposite wall.
Her breath caught in her throat as the flashlight revealed it as a bust of a man, perhaps the once owner of the mansion. Exhaling shakily, Annie steeled herself and took another reluctant step forward. The floorboards creaked beneath her as she walked. She crept forward until she was level with the bottom of the staircases. Shining her torch upwards, she took in the first floor.
Something behind her fell with a bang.
Annie screamed and whirled around, waving her flashlight looking for the source of the noise. Her gaze came to rest on the bust of the man again, except now it lay face down on the floor.
"H-hello?" she said, her voice quivering with fright. The darkness gave no response until two glowing red eyes appeared accompanied by a cheshire grin. Annie screamed again and fled upstairs, dropping her torch as she ran, filled with terror. Unable to see where she was going, she felt her way along the walls, taking turns and crossing rooms, too terrified to remember which way she came.
She found herself in one of the bedrooms on the first floor. She slammed the door and leaned against it, her breath came ragged and labored as she sank to the floor. Her heart pounding, she glanced around the room. Weak moonlight filtered in through the small window and she could just about make out a bed, a bookshelf and a painting on the wall. A painting which turned its head, eyes glowing red, and looked right at her.
Annie screamed again, turned and grasped for the doorknob but before she could find it, shadowy arms extended from the wall and gripped her wrists, pinning them to her sides. Frozen in terror, Annie breathed heavily, straining against the grip on her arms. The red eyes slid off the painting and traveled around the room, sticking to the shadows until they finally peeled away from the wall and hovered in front of her.
"P-please! Let me go!" Annie's voice shook as she trembled with fear "I-I'm sorry!"
"Gengar…" the Cheshire grin appeared below the eyes once more as the shadow took on more definition.
"O-oh, you're a G-Gengar." Annie trembled as the Pokémon's face drifted nearer to hers.
"Gengar!" its voice cut through her, as if acknowledging the obvious answer to her question.
"I-if you let me g-go." she said holding back tears as best she could "I can j-just leave you t-to…whatever i-it is that you d-do." The Gengar snickered, the noise filled the room and Annie shut her eyes tight, straining harder against the grip on her wrists.
She jumped and screamed again as a cold, wet sensation pressed against her cheek. The Gengar's tongue dragged up her face and into her short black hair, leaving behind a trail of saliva. Or was it ectoplasm? Annie didn't know and she didn't care to find out. Gingerly she opened her eyes. Gengar's face still hovered before her in the darkness, its long tongue hanging from its open mouth as it studied her.
Its tongue extended again, this time Annie leaned as far away as she could, eyeing it nervously.
"P-plea-!" her plea was cut short as the Gengar's tongue dove into her open mouth. She cried out, her voice muffled by the muscle.
Its tongue began to explore her mouth, circling it, taking in every nook and cranny. It slid over her own tongue, pressed up against the inside of her cheeks and worked its way to the back of her mouth. Annie turned her head this way and that, attempting to get further away from the Pokémon but to no avail, the slimy appendage had seemingly no limit and extended impossibly from the Gengar's mouth. She gagged as it pressed against the back of her throat, investigating her uvula. Coughing and spluttering around the probing organ, tears streamed down her face. Here she was, in a place she despised, that she never wanted to visit, being violated by a Ghost-type Pokémon. Her own personal hell.
Finally, the tongue withdrew from her mouth. A tendril of fluid connected it to her mouth as she coughed and sucked in deep breaths. Although more viscous than saliva, the substance coating Gengar's tongue strangely had no taste. She locked eyes with the Pokémon. The smile on its face grew wider as he finally released her wrists and faded into the shadows once more.
Still panting, Annie swallowed the viscous liquid in her mouth and reached for the doorknob again. As she did so, she felt the same cold grip around her ankles instead.
"N-no!" it pulled her feet out from under her, and Annie fell forwards, her chin smacking against the floorboards. She saw stars, pain throbbed through her head as she felt herself dragged further away from the door, into the darkest part of the room. She struggled and wriggled, clawing at the floor desperate to get away. But the Gengar's grip was too tight.
Sharp claws tore at her clothes as she screamed and struggled, easily shredding the simple sweater and jeans she had brought with her and Annie shivered as the cold October air hit her naked skin. A familiar grasp gripped her wrists and she found herself spread eagle, face down on the floor, unable to move her arms or legs. She turned her head, desperate to catch a glimpse of the Pokémon, her ample breasts heaving against the cold wood. She froze as she felt something cold and wet press against her leg.
"P-please! Don't!" she trembled as the Gengar's tongue traveled up the inside of her thigh, coming to rest against her lower lips. She shuddered and redoubled her struggling to no avail.
More shadows gained texture and substance in front of her thrashing head, gripping both sides and holding her still. Annie's eyes were wide with fear, the grip was tight against her head and the cold, moist feeling of its tongue pressed against her vulva, coating it in that viscous liquid. She panted and cried out in fear and as if it had been waiting for the chance, something slipped into her mouth again. Her cries immediately stifled, the foreign object settled in her mouth as she realized it was different from a tongue. If her eyes could get any wider they would have as a new wave of terror and disgust washed over her as the Gengar's cock rested against her tongue.
A cackle emanated from the darkness and slowly, it applied pressure at both ends, forcing its slobbering appendage inside her and pressing its member into her reluctant mouth. She tried to scream or make any sound around the shadowy cock in her mouth but the vibrations seemed only to egg the Pokémon on as it slid against her tongue, advancing towards her throat. Gengar's tongue on the other hand, pushed into her pussy, stretching the opening around the wide, flat muscle and began to explore. Unwillingly, pleasure shot through Annie's body at the sensation as Gengar's tongue slid easily against her inner walls. She felt her abdomen bulging as it pushed inside her, filling her pussy and reaching her most sensitive areas.
She moaned at the pleasure its tongue was giving her, feeling disgusted with herself for her body's acquiescence to the Pokémon. Gengar's cock had begun to gently thrust in and out of her mouth. Unable to do anything more substantial than struggle against its grip (which sent jolts of pleasure through her as the tongue inside her shifted and rippled) she tried to bite down on the organ in her mouth. As she did so, she felt her teeth crash together painfully as Gengar's cock became momentarily incorporeal. Opening her mouth again in surprise, it once again materialized on her tongue and began pushing deeper. She gagged once again as its cock brushed against the back of her throat, filling her mouth entirely. Thrusting faster into her the tip kissed her throat with every thrust.
Meanwhile, Gengar's tongue had reached its limit. The tip swirled against her cervix as the rest twisted and pulsed against her inner walls. She couldn't help but squirm as her own juices mixed with Gengars'. Annie had never been this full and the pleasure was quickly mounting. All the sensitive spots inside her were being manipulated expertly by the Shadow Pokémon and her legs began to shake as she felt something build inside her. In comparison to the seemingly endless tongue, the cock in her mouth had reached its limit. The tip slipping into her throat, Gengar's balls smacked against her chin as the Pokémon thrust into her mouth. Still gagging and spluttering, it seemed to take the vibrations as encouragement as she felt it grow even harder in her mouth.
With a final thrust, Gengar filled her mouth, its balls resting finally on her chin as its cock tensed and released a rush of fluid straight into her throat. She had no option but to swallow its cum, as thick and viscous as its saliva, she felt it sink into her stomach as Gengar rode out its orgasm in her mouth, its cock and balls tensing and throbbing.
Annie didn't have long to recover from the sensation as Gengar removed its cock with a soft pop from her mouth, its tongue continued its ministrations inside her now throbbing pussy. Panting and moaning from the sensation, Annie felt her walls clamp down around the tongue inside her, the tip still circling her cervix. She let out a guttural moan as she came, trembling and gasping her pussy gripping the Pokémon's tongue in a vice as she spasmed under its touch.
As her orgasm subsided, Annie attempted to catch her breath. Gengar's tongue slithered out of her, once again leaving a thick coating of viscous fluid behind. Her pussy still trembling, her throat sore, she cried out weakly against the darkness. The grip on her arms and legs never lessening, she felt herself being turned over. Still spread-eagled, she faced the ceiling instead, her chest heaving. Out of the darkness came those burning red eyes and that smile again and Annie shuddered in fear. With another cackle that burrowed into her ears, she felt a familiar pressure press against her soaked pussy and knew that she was in for a long night.
Hours later, Nat and Annie's other friends had ventured into the abandoned building. It had been a fun prank at first but when Annie didn't reappear, even after they'd stopped holding the door closed, they grew worried.
An army of flashlights and teens calling Annie's name descended on the building. Eventually, on the first floor they found her. Laying naked in a shadowy corner and covered head to toe in a thick, clear fluid they found her asleep. No one knew where her clothes had gone and Annie would never tell them what had happened but from then on, some of them thought they saw strange red eyes and a wide grin peering out at them from Annie's shadow.