This choice: Greta gets bored with Chris and goes in search of someone else to smooch. • Go Back...Chapter #5Greta's House of Horrors by: Sly F   The next thing Chris knew, he was in a daze, lying half-naked on the remains of a broken TV set, covered from head-to-toe in lipstick, bites, and scratches. Greta was standing in the window. She blew him a kiss, waved goodbye, and jumped out of the apartment.
It wasn't long before she found herself at a nearby amusement park. She was snacking on a half-empty bag of popcorn someone had dropped when she saw exactly what she wanted to ride: Steve.
He was a muscular man in a greasy white T-shirt, denim shorts, and a denim jacket with the sleeves cut off. He had a toolbox with him and was busy tightening the screws on the ferris wheel.
Greta came up with a plan. It was time for her to change outfits.
Steve entered the haunted house, eyeballing the plywood sets and animatronic ghosts and ghouls to make sure everything was running well enough that his boss wouldn't want to bother him to fix it.
He walked past the familiar rows of vampires, werewolves, and other depictions of assorted childhood fears. He was surprised when he saw what looked like a new mechanical monster he'd never seen as part of the attraction before. It was some kind of exaggeratedly feminine lizard monster, with scales and sharp teeth and big ears. But she also seemed to be dressed as some kind of sexy witch or vampire, which confused Steve. Dressing up a lizard monster as some other kind of scary thing? That was putting a hat on a hat.
Her huge lips were dark as night, slathered in black lipstick. She was wearing a very tight and sheer black dress that flattered a ridiculously hourglass shaped figure, with a wide collar to add a touch of theatricality to the look and a long, black wig that came almost all the way down to her feet. There was a bit of fake spiderweb and a fake rubber spider clinging to more than generous cleavage. That surprised him, too. This was supposed to be a family-friendly attraction. This thing was going to give a lot of little boys some very strange feelings that would take them years and years to fully make sense of.
Steve shook his head and kept walking. He thought he heard something. He turned his head and could have sworn that the lizard woman in the sexy witch costume had moved.
He shook it off and turned around the corner. When he scanned the next section of prepared jump scares, he saw an identical sexy witch lizard. Or was it the same one? Was it somehow following him?
He chided himself for being freaked out by a kiddie attraction, then made his way behind the plywood wall to a dark area where amusement park guests wouldn't be able to see him tinkering with the haunted house's many moving parts.
He crouched down to take a look at some wire-work, and then he felt something gently land on his shoulder. He nearly jumped out of his skin until he realized what it was. It was the fake spider that had been touching the goth gremlin's boobs. He swatted it off of his shoulder and into the darkness.
Then he saw something else over his shoulder and was startled again. Greta was standing right behind him, moving in a way that was definitely not mechanical.
"The scariest thing around here," she said, "is how much you're going to love me."
Then she puckered and smacked her thick, juicy lips. It was as if she wanted to . . .
Yep. She wanted to kiss him.
She grabbed on to him faster than he could react. When he jumped to his feet, she held tight to his shoulders, her big lips quickly covering his face in sticky black lipstick kisses.
Trying to shake her off, he collided with the back wall, and then with the back of the fake plywood wall, nearly knocking it over. She was still focused intensely, solely on one thing: covering him in as many moist, sticky kisses as possible.
He finally managed to shake her off, tossing her into the shadows and then abandoning his toolbox to run back into the middle of the haunted house. The kids and their parents gathered inside turned their attention away from the shaky mechanical werewolf to stare at the screaming man in the denim outfit, face painted in thick black lip prints.
Something tugged on his legs. He looked down and realized his legs were wrapped in long, thick strands of the fake spider web that covered every surface of the haunted house for atmosphere. They pulled his feet together and out from under him. He fell on his face, still shouting for help and trying to grab on to something that would stop him from sliding further across the floor. The thick strands of web kept pulling him back. Back out of earshot from the amusement park goers he had disturbed. Back into the dark areas behind the scenes. The webs were pulling him back into Greta's hiding place, like a fly being pulled to a spider.
Greta flipped Steve over on to his back.
"You can't run away from me," she insisted.
The big-eared goth gremlin climbed on to his chest and then leaned in to quickly give him more and more loving kisses.
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