Chapter 10

Betty moaned when soft hands caressed her breasts, and she truly enjoyed the gentle sucking on her firm nipples. She slid her fingers over the slippery labia of her sopping wet pussy and sighed of pleasure when her thumb gently pressed against her clit.

She loved the gentle teasing, but she longed for a hard cock to plunge into her wanton pussy, and she bucked her hips, in the hope she would get her needed relief. She shuddered when a blunt head of a hot member finally probed her pussy and she arched her back when her channel was stretched to the limit, giving her a satisfying feeling of being completely stuffed with cock.

She moaned softly when her lover was pounding her body into the mattress, and it didn’t take long to reach the threshold of no return. Her whole body tensed, and with a silent scream she came, causing an avalanche of shivers to roll up her spine.

Her lover started to buck and rammed his massive girth deeper into her to release his seed into her womb. It was as if a fountain of hot water was flowing over Betty’s body and with a hoarse scream she sat up.

Dazed she looked for the guy, but she was alone! She took several deep breaths to calm herself down a bit. She felt with her fingers that her pussy was completely soaked, understanding she did have an orgasm. She closed her eyes to concentrate, and she recognized the pleasant numb sensation in her pussy.

What she had dreamed must have happened!

Only then did she realize what she had experienced, her link with Frankie! Being in a dream state herself must have pulled her into his wet dream.

She chuckled. At least she truly had enjoyed it, and she secretly hoped his cock was as delicious as in her dreams. She knew she probably would have sex with him in order to fix their little problem.

She yawned and lazily climbed out of her bed. Her heart skipped a beat when she felt something sliding down her inner thigh and couldn’t believe her eyes when she scooped a thick glob of sperm from her soft flesh.

It was now absolutely clear she definitely needed to fix her mistake. Luckily, her period was due in a few days but still she cursed softly, “Crap, crap, crap!”

With a satisfying sigh Winnie looked at her face. Her magical applied makeup looked perfect, now that she finally started to get the hang of it. She remembered the exact words to color her hair in a vibrant red and as soon as she was finished her spell, her beautiful blonde locks were instantly changed to Jessica Rabbit’s neon red hair. The long dress made it necessary to wear high heels, but she didn’t mind; it actually forced her to stand straight and that made her look even more regal.

She chuckled when she remembered how her mother’s mouth fell open last night when she glided into the living room as Jessica Rabbit. She was happy because her mother liked her outfit and this morning Betty told her that her mother had ‘approved’ the Harley Quinn costume, even though the skirt was too short.

The day at school was strange because most of her classmates were totally hyped up about Halloween. All conversations were about who was wearing what and about the general complaint about how ridiculously expensive the costumes had become. Both she and Betty decided just to listen and occasionally give their opinion about something that was blatantly obvious.

Winnie sighed deeply when she slid her arms in the purple opera gloves. She wanted to show Nana the complete outfit, especially because her Nana had been a guinea pig for practicing the hair coloring spell. She giggled softly when she remembered how funny Nana looked with the red hair. It was amazing how her tutor managed to pull off the look.

Her heels sounded loud on the stones when she followed the path to the cottage. She chuckled because it was the first time she’d ever worn high heels while visiting Nana. She felt the gentle touch of the ward and with a healthy dose of excitement she stepped into the cottage.

She was surprised to see the living room was darker than normal. All the normal lights were switched off with the only light coming from the large candles.

“Oh my,” Nana said in awe. “You look just like the picture you showed me! It’s truly amazing, Winnie.”

Winnie swirled around, showing her great grandmother the sexy dress. “Mrs. Moonshine gets all the credit,” she said meekly. “I’m glad you like it.”

Nana sniffed. “It takes me back to the time when I met my husband. It was such a thrill to dress up for a fancy party.”

Winnie rushed to her and as she hugged her, she said softly, “I’m sorry, Nana. I shouldn’t have come to you in my Halloween costume.”

“Nonsense, my sweetheart,” the old woman said with a trembling voice, “I’m just happy to see how self-assured you’ve become the last few days.”

“Oh, I don’t know.”

“But you have, and I know your friend Betty had a part in it as well,” Nana said soothingly, “which I think is just wonderful. It’s rare to find such a solid soul bond. She will be your friend; your mate and you rock for tough times.”

Winnie moved away from her to look the old woman in the eyes because she didn’t like what she just heard.

Her great grandmother nodded. “My lovely child, ever so vigilant.”

“Nana,” she whispered, “what is going on?”

With remarkably firm hands Nana cupped Winnie’s face and pulled the girl to her forehead. Winnie gasped when her body became rigid and before she could react her vision blurred. A moment later she lost consciousness.

“Oh, my head,” Winnie groaned.

“Oh finally, ” a familiar voice reverberated in her head, “you took your sweet time.”

Winnie needed a few moments to know she was lying on the floor in Nana’s cottage. The sparse candlelight gave the cottage a strange vibe and as she tried to stand, she remembered she was wearing heels and the long strapless dress.

“Just use the spell, sweetie, ” echoed in her head.

Strangely enough she knew exactly what the voice had just told her and with a few words her body suddenly was a lot lighter. She sighed happily when she stood sturdy on her feet again and looked at Nana who seemed to have fallen asleep.

Only then the penny dropped; someone was talking to her in her head. She gasped when she suddenly recognized the voice, Nana!

“Nana?” Winnie said aloud, in the hope her great grandmother would stir in her sleep.

“I’m here, darling.”

“What?” she shouted. “What is going on Nana?”

“Well, brace yourself Winnie, ” said the voice in her head calmly, “I have transferred myself into your mind.”

“You did what?” hollered the blonde girl.

“I know this is hard to understand sweetie, but for generations Davenport witches have perfected the ritual to transfer all the knowledge to the next witch in line. That means you have all the knowledge and experiences of your ancestors including mine.”

Winnie sat down on the bed as she tried to grasp what her tutor had just dumped on her. She looked at Nana and asked, “Are you still alive, Nana?”

A soft sigh sounded in her head. “I have used the last of my reserves to move myself to you. I’ve loved the body you’re looking at, but the last few years were hard. I never expected I needed to wait this long.”

“So officially you’re dead,” Winnie croaked, “I need to tell mom.”

“Listen to me sweetheart, ” Nana said soothingly, “It’s Halloween and you need to celebrate that you are a full-blown witch now. My body is just an empty husk, and it really doesn’t matter when your mum discovers I’ve moved on.”

“Nana?” Winnie asked, “Are you going to be in my mind permanently?”

“God no!”

“Good,” the girl sighed with relief.

“Actually, it’s a blessing you’re still a virgin, ” the old lady echoed in her head.

“What do you mean by that?”

“At least now I can explain it to you. I had no clue what my grandmother did to me. It was quite a shock to find out my head was full of all kinds of witchcraft knowledge.”

“So, you never had the chance to talk with your grandmother about it before she died?”

“No, not really. We tried to converse during dreams and once she contacted me directly when I was in mortal danger, ” Nana said soberly, “but I can tell you, important details are always lost when you’re dreaming.”

Winnie nodded and shook her head as she understood what her great grandmother had prepared and how Betty’s awakening had forced her to change plans. “So, Betty received the same knowledge?”