Rule 6 - Tanis

IF YOU THINK IT'S WEIRD, IT PROBABLY IS.

I smacked Craven's back and the voice box inside whined and died. I sported a bright smile and looked at Damon, who was staring in confusion at the bear.

"Must have gotten a second little wind. Let me set my stuff in my room and we can go downstairs."

"Sure, hey, how about I leave Delia with Craven? It'll shave a few minutes off the trip and we can get some alcohol in our systems faster."

I breathed a sigh of relief and we finished our trek to my room.

"That sounds heavenly. I need a lemon drop martini stat." I unlocked my door and let Damon in first. I set Craven on the chair in the corner, like I always did when I had a potential caller. This time felt different though.

"Do you mind if I set her out?" Damon rubbed the back of his neck.

"Huh?" I blinked, my mind returning to the room.

"You put your collectable out, so I was hoping to let mine out of its suitcase as well. I only really put her in there to travel. It feels..."

"Stuffy?" I nodded and motioned to the chair. "There's plenty of room. Go ahead and set her up there and we'll leave. I have to use the powder room." I shot a quick dirty look at Craven before disappearing to pee and freshen my lipstick.

When I returned, Damon was stepping away from the chair, and we left my room, waving the dolls goodbye.

"I think they are a good fit together." I laughed.

"Perhaps their owners will be the same." Damon playfully nudged his elbow into my side, and I giggled. We took a seat at the bar and ordered our drinks. We sat silently until we had glasses in our hand, and then turned to each other, toasted to a great convention, and drank.

The bartender made my drink strong, and after three lemon drops, I was leaning on Damon, pushing my breasts against him and laughing loudly at everything he said.

"I am so glad to have seen you," I gushed. My vision blurred, and I blinked rapidly. It was like sitting beside Craven again. They did have a startling resemblance.

"Same here, Tanis. You want to go upstairs?"

"Do I ever!" I leaped and took his hand. He paid the bartender and we were off, our lips finding each other's the moment the elevator closed. We made out all the way up to my room. I threw open my door and flicked the lights on. I truly couldn't see straight anymore and wobbled to the bed.

"I hope you don't mind the mess," I slurred, falling onto the mattress.

"I think it's about to get a whole lot dirtier." Damon laughed. He flipped off his shoes and undid his belt, sliding his pants to the floor.

I turned my head to the chair, prepared for the talk that always came before this part. The part where everything would go to shit and the man I'd brought back as a body for Craven would get destroyed and I'd be forced to clean all night and then dump his body at the closest pig farm.

"Are you okay with Craven there?" I muttered. I'd never been this boozed up before.

Damon kissed me, shoving his tongue down my throat. "As long as you don't mind Delia. She likes to watch."

My heart sputtered and my panties melted. Damon lifted my legs and I let out a sharp squeal of delight. My heart was going crazy, unsure of what to do. I'd fooled around with other men, but I was still saving myself for Craven.

Damon paused and flashed me his megawatt smile. "I know that look. Don't worry. I'm not some two-pump chump. This is just an appetizer." He leaned down, running his tongue up my dampened panties. "And I like to dine on a full coarse meal."

I closed my eyes, and in my drunken state, it was easy for Damon to turn into Craven. I arched my back and helped him ease me out of my underwear, after which he attacked my freshly waxed pussy like he'd been just as starved for sex as I was. He ate me like it was his duty, his job, his full-time position and he was at risk of getting fired. I clenched the sheets as he swirled his tongue around in my wetness and sucked on my clit.

"That's right, Tanis, this is my redemption for not knowing how to handle a goddess like you way back then. All my life, I've been waiting for this chance. Come all over my face. Show Delia what she's missing."

What?

I was too close to the edge and far too drunk to fully grasp what he had said before I threw my head back and cried out as my body exploded into fireworks. I stiffened and shoved Damon's head deeper into my velvet folds as wave after wave of pure pleasure flowed warmth through my body. I came down, my chest rising and falling fast as I struggled to catch my breath.

"Holy hell," I gasped.

"I know, right?" Damon chuckled and moved up, placing a kiss on my lips. I could taste myself on him, which only made my body ache for more. He trailed his hand along my thigh. "And we're just getting started. I can eat pussy for days."

I let out a whimper as his fingers found my overly sensitive button and began teasing it, rousing heat from me again. I was ready so fast. This had never happened before.

He really was the one.

But... could I kill him? In order to transfer Craven's soul into Damon's, Damon would have to exit. And there was only one way to do that.

All night, Damon had been charming and funny and sweet. He'd told me that after he'd moved away, he'd spent his childhood stuck inside the house, taking care of his elderly grandparents. It was only after they'd passed, and his sister passed as well, that he was finally able to be independent.

"I'm making up for a lot of missed time," he said, nuzzling my ear. "How are you feeling?" he asked, pinching my clit. "Because I think I'm hungry."

I spent the rest of the night being tortured with delicious orgasm after delicious orgasm. I fought back the urge to scream Craven's name each time, and soon I began to forget about my boyfriend watching from his little bear body altogether. This man in my bed was a god.If only he could stop talking about Delia. The first comment had been a little confusing, but as the night wore on, he began talking to her, asking how she liked watching him fuck me, bringing me pleasure. Some of the things he was saying to the doll were making me blush.

Finally, my body collapsed entirely, and I fell asleep in Damon's warm, muscular arms.Whetherit was Damon or Craveninside there, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life in this burly embrace. I slept peacefully, and when I woke, I didn't move out of his arms. I stayed there, considering my options.

DidI kill Damon to save Craven? Or did I leave Craven as a bear?

Eventually Damon woke up, his ridiculously perfect cock poking my back. It was large and thick and looked like one I couldvery much enjoy the rest of my life.

I bet Craven could do wonders withpossession of Damon's body.

I reached back and stroked him. He rolled over and let me suck him off. When he grew close to coming, and his cock was pulsing, he demanded I let him come on my face.

"I need Delia to see what she's missing," he growled as hot jets of cum shot across my cheeks.

So, he was a little crazy. Aren't we all?

When he was sated, he stood, and I sighed, admiring his toned ass. I'd have to find another way, I decided. Damon was too kind a soul to kill, even if he was the perfect vessel for Craven. He went for his phone and unlocked it.

"Ha, orphans." He laughed at the screen.

"What?" Iasked. Heflashed me his phone, and I saw a group of children looking filthy and sad.

"It's that orphan prank. Classic. A guy goes to an orphanage and pretends hewants to adopt, then once the kid's picked out and is all excited, he changes his mind. It'shilarious. Here,watch!"

He shoved the phone in my face, and I glanced over at Craven.

Yeah, never mind. I'd kill Damon.