"They look to be enjoying themselves," a deep booming voice said into the room.
"I understand that they are siblings however?" a new voice added. This one was more feminine in quality.
"Yes. Blood siblings, that is why the aura is so strong," the first voice responded again.
From the corner of his eye, Jeremy could see two figures in the shadows near the fireplace but he couldn't turn his head. He tried to speak but nothing would come out. His heart began to race as the reality of his situation soaked in. Here he was, frozen like a popsicle, with his cock rammed deep into his sister's pussy... He looked down at Micheal Anne's back. She wasn't moving either but he couldn't see her face. Had time stopped? And who were these people watching them. He could almost make out what they were saying.
"I don't think we have ever had a wish granted so quickly and close to the well," the second voice spoke again.
"We have, but you would have been too new to remember it. The man that owned this cabin."
The second paused, as if in thought. "What shall we do to start with?"
Jeremy had returned to looking at the pair out of the corner of his eye. They took form as they began to move closer to him. They looked vaguely human-shaped but then again they didn't. Like shadow creatures from his imaginations or his nightmares. He heard them speak again and he recognized the deeper voice immediately as that from the well.
"Release their heads so they can speak," he boomed.
The tingling returned but he could turn his head and look at them fully. He heard Michael Anne whimper in her own fear.
"Don't speak," the second said. Now that Jeremy could see it more clearly he saw that it looked female. That is to say it had breasts, high firm looking breasts that bounced when she moved which was confusing since he could nearly see through her. The longer he looked the more of her seemed to appear. "I am Jaswana and this is Verton," she said by way of introduction. "You are confined in time. We are allowing you to move your heads and mouths so that we can speak." She looked at Jeremy, "You made a wish in our well, and we granted it, but such things come with a price much greater than the coin you tossed."
"I didn't make a wish," whimpered Michael Anne.
The one named Verton smiled in sympathy. "But you were the one to fulfil it and we need two."
Jaswana continued, as she walked closer to Jeremy stroking a hand over his frozen body. "You will give us life again."
Jeremy's heart raced, "How?" he squeaked. |