Investigative Report: Emeryville Mall

Overview:

For an unknown period of time, Entity 047, or at least a part of it, inhabited the Emeryville Mall in ████████, United States. The Emeryville mall is a large, two-story complex with various large department stores and other small shops located inside. H.E.C.C. was first alerted to 047's presence at the locations when reports of a "horny poltergeist" was intercepted by one of our field agents. Despite various efforts by H.E.C.C., traces of 047 continue to inhabit the Mall, and it is unclear if it is possible to fully remove the entity's presence from the facility. 047's influence appears to have effected Emeryville Mall for several decades, and investigations are still underway to the extent that it's presence affected the building and the civilians within.

[The following is a compilation of witness statements, interviews, and recordings following incidents involving 047 at the Emeryville Mall]

Cindy Lovelace, Store Patron, 06/07/20██:

It was around two in the afternoon when I got to the mall. I was shopping at Leather and Lace because I had some time to kill, and I wanted to see if I liked any of the lingerie they had on sale. It was a decently warm summer day, so I was wearing an orange sundress and white sneakers. The store was relatively empty while I was there, I think there may have been only two or three other shoppers inside, not counting the staff of course.

It all started about five minutes after I entered the Leather and Lace department store. I was looking at the racks in the back of the store, near the changing rooms, when the back of my dress suddenly lifted and flared up behind me, exposing my ass to anyone who might have been nearby. I don't know how else to describe it, it was like a ghost or something just pulled it up to see what I was wearing underneath. I was wearing a red lacy thong, if you were curious. I let out a little gasp and immediately pushed the skirt back down before turning around to make sure no one had just seen me. As far as I could tell, no one was nearby. I told myself that it must have just been the wind, so I turned back to what I was doing. Then the **** came back.

As soon as my attention was back on the racks of lingerie, I felt some sort of tingling **** swirl up my legs with excited energy, causing my dress to billow and fly up like a miniature hurricane had just erupted beneath it. As I was fighting to get my skirt back under control, the ****, or whatever it was, swirled up my waist before diving down into the back waistband of my underwear. The storm trying to fling up my dress subsided, but I froze as it was replaced by a new sensation. From where it had slipped down into the back waistband of my thong, I could feel that tingling, energetic **** flowing within the fabric of my underwear as it quickly stretched and spread out from where it had entered.

"Oh. Oooh..." [Ms. Lovelace's verbal reaction was captured by a nearby security camera.]

The tingling **** flowed down between my legs and up around my waist, traveling along the fabric of my thong. The devilishly humming sensation continued its spread down between my legs before flowing up over my crotch where it was joined by its other extremities finishing their expansion around my hips and waist. When the forces met at the gusset of my underwear, the entire garment seemed to tighten against me as it hummed with excited, ticklish energy.

Despite the bizarre nature of what was happening, I could not deny that whatever **** had just possessed my underwear felt good. Like, really good. I quickly looked around to see if anybody was watching, or better yet, causing whatever this was, but I was still all but alone in that section of the store. Biting my lip, I gently pressed a hand between my legs to try and get a better sense for this strange **** was, my fingers pushing down against the skirt of my dress. When I did, my possessed thong hummed happily between my legs, before the feeling of a ghostly, tingling finger pushed out from the inner fabric of my underwear and sensuously traced down my slit, feeling the wet arousal already forming there.

"Holy shit..." [Ms. Lovelace whispered in a breathily manner]

I knew the situation was crazy, but I was getting really turned on. I never knew I had thing for horny supernatural forces, but in that moment my body was telling me that I did. However, if I was going to let this continue, I was going to need to find someplace more private.

As if whatever was currently humming between my legs could read my mind, a door to the closest changing room creaked open on its own. I could feel a small tugging **** from my underwear urging me towards the stall, eliciting an incredulous nervous chuckle from me.

"Is that for me?" [Ms. Lovelace seemed to ask the air around her.]

The **** in my underwear answered my question quite directly. My thong began to hum and tingle with even more ****, causing the skirt of my dress to once again begin to billow and flow around me. Then, to my shock, my underwear actually managed to lift me off of the ground until I was riding the **** between my legs with my feet hovering about a foot off the ground. The **** wasted no time, and I was zipped across the tiles, riding my humming possessed underwear through the air until I was flown into the changing room where the door quickly closed and locked shut behind me.

Once we were inside, well, let's just say whatever that **** was, it knows how to show a lady a good time.

Researcher's Notes on the above described incident:

Despite the fact that it was against several local, state, and federal laws, there were multiple cameras within the changing room described above that captured the incident. Strangely, these cameras were nowhere to be found when the store was searched by H.E.C.C. personnel. As well, other camera recordings recovered by H.E.C.C. involving these changing rooms only seem to have captured events involving 047. It is unknown if 047 had a hand in these recordings, or if some third party was involved.

As for Ms. Lovelace, these cameras captured in explicit detail what transpired upon her entry into the changing room. The full recordings are included in file addendum ███████. In summary, Ms. Lovelace was subjected to intense sexual activity for over ninety minutes at the hands of 047. Aside from the portions of 047 that had insinuated itself into her underwear, it appeared that more extremities of the entity were waiting in the changing room to engage with the woman. In no uncertain terms, the woman was fucked on the walls, the ceiling, in the air, on the bench, over the bench, against the door, and several other positions that were frankly impressive feats of acrobatics, even with the supernatural forces applied by 047. The amount and intensity of Ms. Lovelace's orgasms have not been tallied, but suffice it to say, it appears that she is correct in that 047 "knows how to show a lady a good time".

After this incident, Ms. Lovelace has been noted to have returned to Emeryville Mall on many other occasions, seemingly with the explicit intention of interacting with 047. From our investigation, it appears that she did indeed do so. Further interviews and research into Ms. Lovelace may be forthcoming, as she appears to have an abundance of experience with 047 that may assist with further research.

As a final note, as Ms. Lovelace was leaving the department store after the above described incident, the back of her dress was recorded being lifted once more. A visible hand print can be seen appearing on her exposed rear, eliciting a small jump from the woman before she looked back over her shoulder with a smirk. Further analysis of the footage by H.E.C.C. researchers under an electromagnetic spectrum analyzer has revealed that Ms. Lovelace's underwear in those moments emitted the type of 'shimmer' that has been associated with objects under control of 047. It is unclear if Ms. Lovelace was aware of this, or if she was knowingly leaving the premises while her underwear was still under the thrall of 047's forces.

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