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Elvira and the Witches Kids ch.2

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Having been enslaved by her young charges by a magic feather
whitch tickled her into submission, Elvira is now free. But
she is about to find out that getting out of the Carrion
Mansion is harder than she thinks.





Elvira Peterson and the Witch's kids.

by Mark S. Ogilvie

Part two: Aunt Petunia


Elvira had Helga pinned on her stomach. With one hand
she was tickling the girls feet, with the other she was
struggling into her own cloths.
"Stop!" Helga commanded.
"When you tell me where your brother got to." Elvira
replied. She pulled the brown danskin on and then pulled up
her skirt. Her black belt completed the outfit. Reaching
over she picked up the polaroid Helga had shot of her. It,
along with the camera had landed on the floor. The picture
showed a slightly startled, topless young woman. Her
shoulder length brown hair a bit disheveled. The hair framed
a rather square face, with arched eyebrows over brown eyes.
Her breast were a little on the small side (or at least
that's what her girlfriends told her). The aeroles were a
little to big, too red and the nipples exaggerated knobs.
Thankfully the photo was only a head and breast shot, Elvira
hated to be reminded her hips were too wide. Helga had taken
the photo after her brother Jeremy had tickled their baby-
sitter into submission with a magic feather. The feather now
lay on the floor, soaked in wine and Elvira was steaming mad.
"Where'd he go?" she demanded, tickling Helga some more.
"I don't know, but he'll be back." she gasped out
between laughs.
"And here he is!" the shout took Elvira off guard as a
the table cloth was thrown over her head. She pulled it off,
but Helga had time to squirm away from her. Jumping up
Elvira faced the twins. They both looked at her defiantly.
Two red haired, green eyed monsters. Both too young to
give her any trouble. At least that's what she had thought a
few hours ago. Jeremy was holding a super squirt gun and it
was pointed at her.
"What's in there?" Elvira demanded, getting ready to
jump.
"A complex compound that I like to call," he fired, just
missing her, "Contrahere Aqua."
If I ever get out of this house I'm going to learn
Latin, Elvira swore, dodging behind the table. For the next
few minutes he fired at her, always missing. Elvira had no
idea what the liquid would do, but she was taking no chances.
He paused for a moment to pump the gun up and she attacked.
The twins scattered, and Elvira grappled with Jeremy. She
was winning, forcing the gun on him when Helga jumped her
from behind. Grabbing her arms the determined girl pulled
Elvira off balance and they both fell to the floor. Helga
was quicker this time though, she scrambled away before her
Baby-sitter could grab her. Left vulnerable Elvira had no
time to dodge the shot from Jeremy's squirt gun.

The liquid felt like cold water as it hit her chest.
But it had an effect. Suddenly Elvira was seeing the world
as if it were lit by a strobe light. Her sight fading in and
out she was conscious of a light, almost orgasmic feeling in
her body. Her cloths got looser, and then fell from her.
She ended up in a heap on the floor, struggling to climb out
of the tent she had somehow ended up in.
A giant hand reached down and picked her up. Elvira
looked into the face of a child, but it was a child large
enough to bite her head off. Jeremy smiled.
"You think any of your Lucretia dolls cloths will fit
her?" he asked.
Suddenly Elvira realized she was completely naked, and
despite he danger she was in the young girl blushed.
"Put me down you little creep!" she screamed, her voice
suddenly high pitched.
"No problem." Jeremy said calmly opening his hand and
letting her fall. Elvira suddenly realized how far up she
was. Thankfully she only fell a few heart wrenching feet
before Jeremy grabbed her again. With dizzying speed she was
brought over to the table and dropped into the sugar bowl.
Elvira lay there for a moment, the sugar sticking like sand
to her body.
"Maybe this will make you a little sweeter." Helga said.
I'm going to get big again and kill her, Elvira thought,
just for that joke.
"Well, now that our height is reversed do you still feel
so superior?"
"I'll get you for this you little..." leaving the rest
unsaid Elvira climbed out of the sugar bowl and started
dusting herself off.

"Let me." Helga said running out of sight for a moment.
When she returned she pushed Elvira over with one finger.
Holding the diminutive baby-sitter under her thumb she
produced a feather duster.
Sounds of laughter soon filled the hall as Helga and
Jeremy took turns tickling Elvira. She writhed and squirmed,
but she was helpless. All it took from either of them was
one finger on her stomach or back and she was trapped.
When she was all dusted off Helga picked Elvira up and
dropped her in the bowl again.
"Keep her going." Jeremy said, getting up and heading
toward the kitchen. "I'll get the icecream and the cool
whip."
"Don't forget the banana's." Helga called after him.
Icecream and cool whip? Banana's? Elvira had no idea
what the boy scientist was planing with the first two, but
banana's definitely scared her. It was time to leave.
"Come on, climb out."
"No way." Elvira said, sitting down crosslegged in the
sugar. "What's he gonna do with the icecream?"
"Something we saw in a Bugs Bunny cartoon." Helga said.
Reaching into the bowl she grabbed Elvira around the chest
and lifted her out.
"Not so hard!"
Startled by the screech Helga let go and Elvira fell
onto the table. Before the girl could react the baby-sitter
was up and running, sliding down the tablecloth onto the
floor.
"Come back here!" Helga demanded.
Elvira ignored the order, though a part of her wondered
why Helga even gave it. Who in her position would follow it?
She ducked a swipe of the child's hand and ran over to
the Polaroid.
"Gotcha!" Helga announced. She was on all fours arm
outstretched.
"Not tonight you witch!" Elvira said, triggering the
shutter on the camera. The flash lit up Helga's face and she
tried to stand up, hitting her head on the bottom of the
table. Elvira hit the shutter a few more times, then ran.
Out of the corner of her eye she had spotted a whole in the
wall. The young woman didn't know what was beyond the whole,
but she knew what was behind her. She was halfway across
when Jeremy came back into the room. He wasted no time with
words, but his arm was just a little too short. Elvira
vanished into the wall and into darkness.

Elvira slowed and stopped, looking back over her
shoulder. One giant hand had squirmed through the whole.
That was all though and it was too far away to worry her.
Relieved she looked around, her eyes adjusting to the dim
light. The passage was lit by Christmas tree lights. Blue,
green and amber alternated down the tunnel.
"Now what?" she whispered.
"Elvira come back." the volume of Jeremy's voice
startled her and she flattened herself against the wall.
"Don't make me come in there."
"Come right in!" Elvira shouted back, knowing that he'd
have to shrink to follow her.
"You won't like it in there."
"Like I'll have a lot of fun out there with you two?
Forget it SuperGeek. I'll just look around until Monday."
"You better come back or Aunt Petunia will get you."
Helga shouted.
Elvira didn't reply, she just started walking. From the
lights strung down the tunnel she could tell the kids had
been there before. Probably shrunk themselves down every now
and then just for the fun of it. She doubted that anything
that could harm them would have been tolerated. Besides she
wanted to be out of range when Jeremy or Helga thought of
using a broom handle.

A while later Elvira stopped to rest by an electrical
outlet. The lights had led her down more and more corridors,
taking more and more turns. By now she was completely lost.
Still she was not going to stop. Jeremy was still looking
for her somehow, and she was not going to be caught. Elvira
had no wish to be the plaything for a little boy. Normal
little boys were bad enough, small mad scientist were the
worst. With a shudder she remembered little Malcom Frink.
Peeking carefully through the electrical box she saw a large
room with hundreds of plants. Dangerous looking plants.
Elvira's stomach jumped as she saw a Venus flytrap devour
some unlucky insect. If she made one mistake that could very
easily be her. As if to confirm her fears there was a sudden
scraping sound behind her. Elvira nearly broke her neck
whirling her head around to see what it was. She was
astonished to see a small tank, one of the GI-Joe set if she
remembered right. It was equipped not with a gun, but a
giant grabbing arm. The arm opened and closed like a set of
hungry jaws. With a mouse like squeak the baby-sitter took
off down the tunnel. The machine followed.

Elvira stopped following the lights, hoping that the
tank couldn't follow her. She was wrong and it started to
speed up, snapping on flood lights. A dim corridor shooting
off to her left caught her attention. The opening was barely
large enough for her, for the tank it would be impossible.
She dove in and took three steps before falling.
Warm air rose up to meet her and the Baby-sitter hoped
she wasn't falling into the furnace. In the next moment the
fall stopped and Elvira felt rope beneath her. Without
thinking she grabbed tight, but the rope didn't need to be
grabbed. It stuck fast to her skin. Desperately the girl
pulled and tugged. But it was like being tied up with bungy
cord. The rope would stretch to her limit, then slowly pull
her back. But it wasn't rope, it was webbing. She was
small, naked and helpless in a spiders web.
A light suddenly flooded the chamber. Elvira blinked,
trying to see something besides spots.
"My, you aren't what I expected at all." The voice was
cultured, with a lilting tone complementing a British accent.
Looking to the center of the web Elvira saw it's owner.
"What the hell are you?" she blurted out. The creature
crawling toward her did look human, sort of. She was taller
than Elvira (at least at her present height) and definitely
one of the Carrion family. Her red hair was cut short, and
it framed a delicate face with deep green eyes. But her body
also had six arms. She was naked, with only two breast,
large globes that trembled as the creature walked along the
web to her. Elvira saw a red wire mesh between her legs.
"I must say for someone who is a guest in my web," she
paused, running her hand across Elvira's stomach, "and
completely helpless, you are not very polite."
"I'm sorry but I've had a rough day." Elvira said,
struggling to keep her voice. The creatures hands had moved
up to her breast and were softly stroking them. One of the
other hands repositioned Elvira's head, freing her hair from
the web. "Your aunt Petunia right?"
"The same. And you?"
"Elvira Peterson, I'm the baby-sitter."
"Not THE Elvira? Mistress of the Dark?"
"No, not that one." Number three on things to do if I
survive this, Elvira thought, change name.
"Pity." Petunia said, one of her other hands starting to
stroke the hair between her captives legs.
"Hey!" Elvira protested, trying to twist away from her.
"Lively." Aunt Petunia said. She took hold of the baby-
sitters arm and squeezed gently. "But tough. I'm not sure
if there is enough seasoning in the world to make you
palatable."
"Trust me, there isn't." Elvira said, suddenly aware
that sexual assault was not the top item on her worry list.
"Perhaps you can serve in other ways." the aunt said,
letting her fingers stroke the girls side. Elvira started to
laugh, and kept laughing as both sides of her chest were
tickled. While she was laughing Petunia bent down and took
one of the girls breast in her mouth. She slid her tongue
along the areol, playing with the nipple. It became stiffer,
and Elvira could feel her body react.
"Oh no," she gasped out between laughs, "not more
tickling!"
Petunia withdrew and Elvira lay in the web gasping for
air. She was hot, and that bothered her. A woman was bad
enough, but this thing was too much. Still her breast stayed
hard, the feeling between her legs did not subside.
"I do like to bring other people laughter." Petunia
said. Hanging on the web with two of her hands the woman
reached over and started tickling Elvira's sides. At the
same time Petunia's feet, impossibly formed to bend that way,
Elvira thought, started to tickle her feet. Helplessly the
Baby-sitter twisted and turned, all the time laughing as she
had never laughed before.
Petunia leaned inward, her mouth closing around Elvira's
right nipple, even while another one of her hands massaged
and pinched her left one. Assaulted from all sides Elvira
wondered if the creature wasn't suddenly growing more arms.
Another hand started to rub her pussy, tenderly probing the
boundaries of her feminine doorway.
"Stop!" she pleaded, then snarled. "If you don't stop
I'll crush you when I get back to full height!"
Suddenly Petunia stopped and leaned back. A strand off
webbing came from her hand and she dropped off the web,
hanging a few feet away.
"You know," she said, a slow grim smile spreading on her
face, "you might be tasty after all."
"Great, a cannibalistic rapist." Elvira snapped. In
response Aunt Petunia clapped her hands and laughed.
"Foolish little girl, do you really think your going to
get out of this house? Even if I let you out of this web?"
"When my mother gets here on Monday..."
"She'll be told that you went for a morning run, or jog,
or perhaps my sister will take control of her mind and erase
all knowlege of you." Aunt Petunia drifted closer to her once
more. "The only hope you have of getting out of here is me,
and how much I like you." Leaning in she hugged Elvira,
using her extra arms to press their naked bodies together.
She kissed Elvira hard on the mouth. "Make me happy," she
mummered, "or your soup."
Elvira kept her lips tightly closed for a moment, then
relaxed and opened her mouth. Her tongue hesitantly sought
out the other woman's tongue.
"That's better." Aunt Petunia said. Another strand of
webbing came from her hand and she secured Elvira tightly to
the web, around her stomach and criss crossing the captives
small breast. She pulled the webbing tighter, forcing
Elvira's breast to balloon out. Playfully she sucked as she
tightened the webbing. Elvira moaned as her nipples seemed
to expand into the woman's mouth.
She ran her hands up and down Elvira's sides, causing
laughter, and her feet stroked Elvira's toes, causing even
more laughter. The laughter was soon mixed with moans as
Aunt Petunia continued to suck on her breast. First one,
than the other. Slowly she teased the nipples, both with her
tongue and teeth. Elvira fidgeted and twisted, but the
webbing held her. With deliberate slowness Aunt Petunia
moved away from the breast and down her stomach, stopping
between Elvira's legs. She was still tickling as her fingers
opened Elvira's vagina and her tongue snaked inside. The
helpless Baby-sitter gave a low growl as her insides were
explored. The growl quickly changed to a scream as Aunt
Petunia found her most sensitive spot. The older woman
managed a throaty chuckle and withdrew. But only for a
moment. She was soon back again and again.
"You are enjoying this aren't you?" she whispered,
withdrawing her tongue. Elvira was covered in sweat and her
breathing was deep but quick, as if she could cool her body with the
motion of her lungs. But she realized the sweat was
loosening the webbing on her arms. She moaned an affirmative.
"Good." Aunt Petunia said, twisting around. She was now
upside-down, and Elvira found herself face to pussy. "If you
make me happy, I'll make you happy." the woman said.
Without hesitation Elvira lunged forward, pushing
Petunia apart with her tongue. She drove into the woman so
relentlessly Petunia was stunned. The spider woman's hands
let go of the baby-sitter and started to caress and squeeze
her own breast. The other hands left the baby-sitter and
grabbed the web, using it to force herself higher.
Elvira did not let up, and slipping one hand out of the
webbing she pulled the other woman closer. By this time
Petunia was too far gone to notice. Nor did she notice when
Elvira's other arm was free. With both hands Elvira pulled
the lips of Petunia's pussy apart and, along with her tongue
probed the inside.
Petunia screamed and hugged herself, using all of her
arms to arouse her body. Elvira kept licking, probing, even
as she began to swing Petunia into the web. Finally Petunia
let out an orgasmic shriek, then lay still.
Elvira moved quickly, starting to spin the woman around.
Gently at first, then more quickly as Petunia realized what
was going on. But she was still coming down from the orgasm,
and the twirling made her dizzy, giving the baby-sitter time
to tangle the woman in her own web. Elvira was still secured
by the strands around her waist and chest, but her arms were
free. Petunia's arms were trapped against her. She started
to break the strands that held them but Elvira reached over
and ran her fingers along the soles of the other woman's
foot.
"Let's talk about soup." she said, listening to
Petunia's laughter. She kept the tickling up, and Petunia
was soon too distracted to free herself.
"That was incredible..." the now captive gasped. "I've
never gone through anything... How do you... Who..."
"Let's just say you can learn a lot from a Bundy."
Elvira said, not letting up on the tickling. "Now lets talk
about me getting full grown and out of here."

<The end for now, but Elvira isn't out of the house
yet.>
 
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