You Try To Break Up With Your Witchy Yandere Girlfriend (Patreon)

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You thought Mira was a little quirky ever since you met her at some weird solstice festival your friends brought you to, but you had no idea she was this weird or this creepy.   

Stone golems rolling about? 

Shadows phasing in and out of the walls, their conversations an unnerving clatter of whispers that give you shivers? 

Not to mention the variety of dead heads on the shelf in the basement, especially the human one whose fate she swears isn’t her fault.   

No, you’ve only been dating her for a month but it’s too much. 

You need to pull out.  

But it’s too late.  

Far too late.  

You tried to be polite and break things off in person like a proper adult but Mira isn’t about to let you ruin this special occasion.   

When she finds you eyeing the exit, she has the stone golem spike your drink and your world goes black.  

Awake in the dungeon, your eyes roll upon that ill-fated human head bobbing in the jar. 

Do those hollow eyes look upon you… pityingly? 

No, surely not.   

Right?  

Mira’s dark robes come into focus and you realize there are much more important things to worry about.  

You need to escape, but you can’t move a finger to get yourself off this large operating table.  

A paralysis potion lies on its side on the mobile cart beside you, the murky acid-yellow fluid having created a puddle at its mouth.   Needles, an IV drip, and swabs clutter the tray around it.  

A witch with a nursing degree. Just what were you thinking?  

Mira notices you’re awake and you notice you’re naked.  

Your clothes?  

Shredded.   

What does she mean you won’t be needing them?!  

Escape is looking more and more like a fever dream.  

Oh God, how you wish THIS were a fever dream.  

Mira’s talking, but you aren’t listening.   

You scream at her to let you go.  

Out comes the duct tape.   

Silenced.  

That human head on the shelf is it… is it grinning?  

Mira slides on top of your naked body, her pale skin a stark contrast to the black robes that envelope the rest of her. Her fingernails graze your hardening cock.  

You damn yourself for getting hard. 

Now that your will and body are no longer your own, you can only watch as your length disappears between her soft pink folds. 

You hate how much pleasure it gives you, how the heat of her makes you wish you were free of the paralysis potion – not to escape, but to thrust into her harder. 

Carnal desires take you over, lust cannibalizes on your last bit of reason.  

Maybe… maybe this isn’t so bad, you think to yourself. 

She isn’t THAT crazy, right?  

Right?  

It doesn’t matter.   

You need to cum.   

The way Mira’s wet slit is milking you makes it impossible to resist. You want to explode inside her, to feel her hot pussy clench around you as she cums on your cock. 

Sure, tomorrow you can plan your escape, but tonight?  

Tonight you are going to be forced to let an insane bitch of a witch take control of your cock and give you pleasures you’ve never had.  

The worst part? You're going to like it.  

Don't worry, you'll hate yourself in the morning - if you live that long.  

How deep does this rabbit hole go? Will you survive?  

Or will you end up like your good friend up there on that shelf?