Hunting the Gaggle of Geese

It did not take a lot. It really did not.

John had little difficulty in getting Samantha to his home. She fainted half a moment after he had said “Hi” covered in the blood of that man. He had thought of maybe appearing as the man himself and maybe have some fun with Samantha but he was getting used to his mum’s body. And he was enjoying it.

It took him one quick movement to grab onto Samantha and hold her inside himself. Another quick movement to quietly flop out the window onto the empty night street, leaving an empty room with just some blackish ooze and blood stains as his “mark”. Whether someone appeared after he had left, he had no clue or care. He was out of there and he had Samantha with him. And her phone.

His next stop was her gaggle of geese.

Slinking inside through the back window, he crawled over to the basement and silently set Samantha down, having brought her to the place, a resounding success. He still had around a little less than a day to grab however many he wanted. He looked around, morphing into his mother’s form, clean of blood and ooze. The cool air of the basement bit across her nipples. She chuckled and stretched her arms and neck. Not because it was needed but because it felt deserved. She looked at Samantha, the phone fallen nearby her. He picked it up, grabbing her hand and unlocking Samantha’s phone using her fingerprint, he went through her contacts.

One… Two… Three… Four.

“Five geese.”

John smiled to himself. He stood straight in the basement, Samantha’s **** body lying on the floor before him, covered in ooze. He morphed from his mother’s body into his own, for the first time. A sigh of relief escaped his lips. Glancing down at his member and fondly remembering Mrs. Kellie’s throat, he sported a chub.

The group chat was the first thing he went to. He smiled as he saw three profiles still online. Quickly, he typed out a message,

“Any1 up?”

It took a moment but then there was a ding and then another.

“Yeees~~”

“Sup, Sammy?”

John thought for a moment. Coming to an end in his thoughts, he typed out a message and sent it.

“Meet me rn, this location im sending. All u k?”

There was no response. Probably cursing Samantha and her antics, he chalked it up.

“rn? Im dressed fo bed…”

“mE too..”

John typed again,

“Me too, I promise y’all don’t wanna miss this”

That should get them thinking, he thought. The last profile lit up, a typing indicator.

“Gurl, I’m in the middle of shagging”

“Idc, get here NOW”

John waited. If Samantha was anything like he thought… these “friends” of her won’t be testing her.

“8, heading out”

“Same”

“Better be good bruh”

John looked to Kylie’s profile. He was about to type when…

“Aight ugh, he’s done, im not, lets get this shit over with then”

He smiled. He sent the address of his house and a kissy face emoji before locking the phone. He looked at Samantha again, bending down to her face, his cock hanging out and reaching the stone cold floor. He reached his hand out and brushed a slimy strand of hair out of her face.

“You’re such a bully… Cleo’s going to love you so much for everything~”

He said to her face. As he remained, he began to shift, his figure morphing and bubbling as his hair grew out and his chest ballooned into two boobs. Not long after, John had become the spitting nude image of Samantha. And it didn’t take much longer for him to remove her bed clothes and put them on himself. With a sigh, he stood up and headed up the stairs, switching off the light and then shutting the door behind him.

Heading towards the front of the house, he switched off the lights, reaching a tentacle into the kitchen and the bathroom. He giggled as he flicked off the dining room lights and then stepped out the front door, heading towards the latched gate.

He waited in the night, lying down in the grass, thinking of his mother and himself, the time they spent together, how she raised him as a solo parent… Maybe something about becoming an eldritch monster changed that part in him, that differentiates right and wrong. If it was still there, he probably wouldn’t have **** his new body onto his mother… or into his spawn point but he did. And boy, did it feel good for him. He felt his mother feel the tingling sensation, the prickling of stimulation and pleasure... Maybe she liked it.

Maybe she didn’t. He didn’t really want to know.

Before he knew it John fell into a slumber under the night sky, lying on the grass.

...

“Ugh, is she even here?”

“I don’t know… She said to meet her… here?”

“This house? Whose is it?”

“No clue… text her.”

Before they could, “Samantha” stood up and brushed herself off, taking a moment to grope her own boobs before heading towards the gate silently. Coming up to the path barefoot, she looked at the girls on their phones and then bounced up, saying,

“Boo!”

The girls shrieked back in fright as they clutched their chests, Samantha laughing as she looked on at them. It took the girls a moment to calm down, after which they looked around the neighbourhood, a little worried they may have woken someone up. Surprisingly, they didn’t. Samantha stepped up to the gate,

“Took you long enough, let’s go in!”

Kylie stepped forward, holding onto the gate,

“Sammy, whose place is this?”

John thought for a moment. It took him some time… but he decided to come clean about it.

“Mrs. Doe. She gave me her key and told me to housesit for a couple days..”

The girls exchanged a look between themselves.

“Sammy…”

“What, there’s ****. And I think she has something in her.. Bedside drawer.”

Samantha said, whispering the last part. Kylie was the first to inquire,

“What something?”

Samantha gave a sly smile.

“Come in and find out~”

She unlocked the gate and walked back to the door, shaking her butt once she reached. With a giggle, she headed inside, leaving the door open. She peeked out at the girls before waving her hand and then disappearing behind the door.

The four girls exchanged a look.

“I didn’t expect this…”

“I mean… wine?”

“And maybe something more?”

“Yeah but like, Mrs. Doe? Since when did Sam become buddy buddy with her?”

There was a questioning nod from all. Kylie shook her head.

“I don’t care, if there’s anything to take my mind off the disappointments of tonight, I am heading in dropping my clothes everywhere.”

Saying that, she swung the gate open as her companions whispered unacknowledged protests. She stepped up to the door and swung it open, thinking whether she would curse or kiss Samantha for tonight. And as stated, she turned around and unbuttoned her top, taking it off as she stepped further inside the dark.

The three outside shared a look, sighed simultaneously and then headed inside as well.

“We’re coming…”

One of them said, heading inside the door.

“Sorry Mrs. Doe, pardon our presence…”

“In your absence…”

As they stepped in, they saw Kylie topless heading down the dark hall, her top hanging on the wooden post of the stairs. They giggled as they followed along, wondering where the light switches were.

Kylie opened the door, heading into the dark and skillfully navigating across the empty bed and to her drawer, pulling it out. Fumbling her hand around… she found it.

A big neon green vibrator dildo, twice the size of her pitiful boyfriend. She let out a lustful sigh as she caressed it. Her friends appeared at the door, lightly knocking on it to get her attention. She turned around, topless and smiled, waving the tool at them in the dark. They giggled.

“Where is Sam?”

“Here~”

Came a sing-song voice from the hallway door leading to the basement door. As the three turned around to look at it, it shut closed, more giggling as footsteps descended down the stairs.

They shrugged their heads, motioning for Kylie to follow, who was already rubbing the vibrator over her pants and giggling to herself. She got off the bed, strutting over in the dark to her friends and then looking where they looked.

“Well. She’s down there.”

“I have got to kiss her!”

Kylie exclaimed as she pushed past the tree and cheerily opened the basement door and put her head forward and shouted down,

“Samantha! Thank you so much for this! You have the wine down here, right?”

“Absolutely! And pizza!!”

Samantha giggled. The three looked at each other and finally relaxed. A ‘girls night in’ didn’t sound all that bad, even if they had school tomorrow. They came up to Kylie, one of them reaching out and stroking the neon vibrator much to the mock anger of Kylie. They giggled as they entered the basement, going down the steps in the dark.

“Say Sammy, why’s everything so dark?”

One by one, they reached the bottom of the steps and stopped, an unnatural darkness enveloping the basement. As they looked around for Samantha, her voice came out, rather watery, as if she had a full mouth,

“Because…”

The basement door shut with a bang, making the four girls shriek in fright, Kylie dropping the vibrator. She groaned and bent down to pick it up.

“The lights come on… now!”

Click.

The yellow bulbs flicked on immediately, illuminating the basement from the center. The sudden light made the girls blink and squint. As they got a glimpse of “Samantha”... their eyes widened. The hair on their neck stood on end. They lost control of their bladders, looking on in deathly fright.

Kylie grabbed the vibrator and as she looked on, she saw her friend’s pants dampen.

“Hey!”

She looked on as a puddle formed at her feet. She stepped away, looking up at their faces, holding the vibrator. Following their gaze, she spoke,

“What’s the big… ide...a…”

She froze up.

There stood in the center of the basement, Mrs. Doe, holding a terrified and naked Samantha up with slimy black tentacles that wrapped all around her and her mouth, showcasing her struggling oozed limbs. She was shouting out something but it was entirely muffled.

A tentacle slid back from the top of the stairs, coming around Samantha. It hovered near her face before the one that was wrapped around her mouth pulled away.

“Get out of he-”

The tentacle shot inside her mouth, thrusting down her throat. The figure of Mrs. Doe looked to the four girls and gave a tentacled slime.

“Time for fun!”