Candace’s Visit (Full Version)
(Been keeping this hidden in Drafts, and Tumblr’s just going to delete this anyway, so consider this as my official “swan song” for this site)
(WARNING: The following story is of a much greater sexual nature than usual - as in, there’s actual sex in it. Reader discretion is strongly advised.)
Candace’s shift at the hospital was just reaching its closure. She has been anticipating the release of the new anime for nearly two months, as shown from the mark on her calendar.
Upon clocking out, Candace hops into her car and rushes straight home. However, nearly halfway in, she gets stopped by a nice line of other cars waiting on a raised bridge. Realizing that it may take a while, she places her car on ‘Park,’ pulls out a magazine, and starts reading it. It was a brand new issue that came in just the other day.
Candace facepalms as she comes across an ad showing a girl with an outlet for a mouth, warning people about the costs of smoking. She quickly flips the page, worried she would lose her sanity. She then stumbles upon a page displaying a jumpsuit with a video game theme on it. Interested, she picks up a pen and pad and writes down the information for it. She hopes that there will still be some available by the time she gets the money for it, since she just paid rent.
By the time she finished reading the magazine, the bridge had finally lowered. She puts the magazine away and shifts the gear back into ‘Drive’ just as the gates start to raise. She just barely starts to drive over the bridge when she is suddenly greeted by a pair of flashing red lights just on the other side of the bridge, signifying an incoming train.
“Good…Mother of…God!” Candace grumbles under her breath as she bangs her head against the steering wheel. To little surprise, the one vehicle that was approaching from behind made a lightning-quick U-turn and bolts back onto the expressway. Meanwhile, Candace tries to fight back a steaming fury as she is forced to wait several more minutes for the train to pass. And if things weren’t bad already, she suddenly found the need to pull her seat belt from her abdomen.
“Oooookay, gonna need to get home very soon—OH GOD DAMMIT!”
And just to her luck, a second train came, except this time; it’s a freight train…a very slooooow freight train. She immediately starts praying that the train doesn’t stop before it passes. During this time, she starts fidgeting, hoping the police sedan behind her turns around and heads elsewhere.
“C’mon, I don’t have all day…!”
Thankfully, the trains pass in only ten minutes. Candace turns her car back on and takes off, but right at that moment, blue and red lights start rapidly flashing behind her. She screams in agony as she moves her car into the parking lot of what used to be a small grocery store. However, the lights zipped right past her.
Having rid of the fear of getting a third ticket on an already suspended license, Candace continues on her path home, with her legs gradually becoming more and more familiar with each other along the way.
After three quarters of a hour of taking detours and being abruptly stopped by traffic, Candace finally arrives at her apartment. By then, she was already reaching her breaking point. She slowly gets out of the car and walks toward the door. Thankfully, her apartment is on th ground floor, so she wont have to worry about climbing any stairs. The only downside is that it is all the way on the other side of the complex, far from where she parked her car. She slowly walks toward her apartment, clinging to the wall along the way. When she finally arrives at her door, she quickly slips her key into the knob and turns it. The second she opens the door, she shoves off her boots and marches straight to the bathroom, when…
Candace was greeted by a happy face who leaps out at her, knocking her onto the hard wooden floor. She struggles to get up, but is held down by a mighty hug. She tries to squeeze herself out, but their grip was all too great.
“Fine, just fine. Now can ya let me go now? My lemonade pitcher’s filling up a lot and it’s ABOUT TO BURST…!”
Candace eventually manages to break free, but was just as soon recaptured, this time with her legs bound as well. She eventually found it pointless to keep fighting, so she stopped – only because she had a slightly bigger issue to deal with.
“Oh my God, would you let me go,” Candace thought to herself as she gently places a hand between her legs. After a short while, the grip against her legs starts to soften. Seizing the opportunity, she quickly frees her legs and turns over onto her back. She then lifts her legs high into the air and pulls up her skirt. “Oh GOD I can’t hold it anymore…!”
Just as she reached for her panties to try and pull them down, a hand grabs her and pulls them right back up. Still a bit furious from the events from earlier, she aggressively yanks the grip on her panties from the person, pulls them off and tosses them. She then lifts her legs high into the air, holding the bottom of her skirt with one arm, as she prepares for the dam to break. “It’s coming, it’s coming…!”
Just as Candace opens her gates with the other hand, the other person picks up the panties she threw and attempts to put them back on her.
“Ugh, fine!” Candace snarled as she decides snarled as she puts teenties Candace threw and attempts to put therm and to let the person put the panties back on her. Just then, the dam finally breaks. It starts as a tiny dribble, but then it started to intensify. “I can’t believe this is happening…!”
The person watches in awe as Candace’s crimson red panties quickly became…well, red. A tiny puddle started to form right underneath her. Already embarrassed, she pulls her panties barely halfway down to show the action. She opens the gates again with two fingers and starts to force out the contents of her aforementioned ‘lemonade pitcher’, completely ignoring the massive river she’s creating on the floor.
After less than two mintues, the stream as stopped.
“Nope. I wanna see your body.”
Candace lets out a heavy sigh, seeing she has already encouraged them by showing them her goods. Plus, she is in desperate need of a change in clothes. “You are sooo lucky…!”
Candace proceeds to strip herself of every piece of clothing except her bra and the scrunchie tying her hair together and toss them in the bathtub.
“Hey, wanna shower together?” the person asks.
“Not gonna happen, buddy. That shower hasn’t worked since I got this place. Plus, I have all of THAT to clean up—hey, I have an idea. Take this bucket and fill it up with some soap and water.”
“If you reward me with something.”
After only ten minutes passing, Candace hears a knock on her bedroom door, just as she puts on a random set of clothes she dug up from her dirty pile. Upon opening the door, she looks at the floor and starts to laugh hysterically.
“Well, while I thank you for cleaning my floor, this wasn’t what the bucket was for.”
Candace dumps the water into the bathroom sink and fills it back up with soap and water. She then takes her soaked nurse dress and hauls it down to the laundry room to be washed. Upon returning, she locks the front door and approaches the person.
“Now, for your reward,” she says with a grin. She picks up the soaked panties and holds them with one finger. “You want these as they are or do you want me to do something with them?”
“I want you to use them.”
Candace takes off her jeans and slides the soaked underwear back on. Then she staggers.
“Wait, what do you mean by ‘use them’?”
Candace thought to herself: “Is he seriously asking me that after he just saw me power wash these things—Oh…!”
Having an idea spark in her head, Candace makes a grin as she slowly pulls the person into her room.
“So, where do you want it?” The person asks. “Do you want it in your mouth? Front? Back?”
“Actually, I have an even better Idea.”
Candace slams the person on the bed and seats herself on his face.
“Aww, I thought you WANTED my wet panties in your face…!”
Candace scoots her body forward so that the person’s lips are firmly pressed against her gates. She flinches at first, but gradually became used to it.
“Well now, this is even better!”
“Oh, nonono, this is only the start.”
Candace starts to rock her body back and forth on the person’s face. “Don’t go numb back there!”
Meanwhile, she unfastens the person’s pants and quickly became appalled by what she saw. “Briefs? What are you, eight?”
…And just as much surprise when she saw what was underneath them. “Oh. My. God.“
Candace stares at the long wooden pipe sticking up from between the person’s legs like a cactus in a desert. She was too afraid to do anything with it at first, but then she comes up with an idea. She reaches inside her dresser, takes out a latex glove, and wears it over her right hand. She then takes her left hand and pulls her soaked panties to the side to reveal her gates, and then re-plants her gates firmly on the person’s nose. "Now this should be VERY interesting.”
Candace starts rubbing her gates against the person’s face, while simultaneously massaging the wooden pipe with her hand. She plays around with it for a while, and then starts to feel particularly cheeky.
Candace leans forward and sticks the wooden pipe inside her mouth. The person flinches, but then retaliates by cramming his tongue between her gates. Candace starts grunting in pain.
"Not so rough!“
"Ah ah ah, you shouldn’t talk with your mouth full.”
Candace grows stern. “Oh, so you like rough roleplay?”
Candace starts to aggressively drive the wooden pipe inside her mouth. The person’s mind starts to go blank as the tip of the wooden pipe continually pokes her throat. She starts off slow but progressively starts gaining speed. It got so bad that the person stopped licking her completely.
"I'I’m gonna–!“
Candace suddenly stops, realizing the can of worms she had just unleashed inside her throat. She starts to choke.
"Are you okay?!”
Candace couldn’t reply, as her airway has been completely clogged. She desperately places both hands around her neck and starts retching. The person quickly gets behind her and wraps his arms around her waist and presses his wrists hardly above her stomach, as if stabbing her with a knife. The next moment, Candace starts to loudly spit up the special product onto the quilts…along with her last meal.
"You’re gonna be okay?“
"Oh, I’m gonna be, all right.”
Candace forms a fist with her right hand, ready to slug the person who almost killed her. But she came up with an idea. She lays the person on the floor, making sure she can see his pretty face. She then pulls her panties off and tosses them to the side. She forms an evil grin as she squats above his head.
"What are you gonna do to me?“
"Oh, you’re about to find out.”
Candace positions her tailbone so that the back door is just above his neck. The person looks intently at her gates, thinking about what she’s planning. A small trickle escaped from the gates, but that was it. She starts to grunt, as if trying to push something. The person starts to realize what it was!
"OH CRAP–!“
It was too late. By the time he caught that the back door was opening, a brown snake had already started coiling onto his neck. Candace pins his head onto the floor as the second snake makes its way out of the back door and makes a landing on his chest. As the second log successfully makes its escape, Candace stares intently at the near-terrified look on the person’s face.
"That’ll do,” Candace says as she pats the person on his head and kisses him on the cheek. “That’ll do.”
The two went to the bathroom to clean up, and then the strange person was sent on his way home, his pants soaking wet from his own golden nectar. Meanwhile, Candace makes a note on her calendar to have a security system installed in her home.
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