Snowflake story pt 3

It had been about a week since I left Ambre’s, and I was in desperate need of shelter. So it’s no surprise that I chose the “abandoned” mansion. When I got inside, I could smell fresh strawberries. Normally, alarms would have gone off in my head, but I was too hungry to listen. On the floor, there was a plate full of them. I ran towards it. As soon as I picked up the biggest berry, a box slammed down over top of the plate, trapping me inside. I cursed myself for my carelessness.

“Well, this is dumb,” I said to myself as I sat down. “Eh, I might as well,” I said as I took a bite of the strawberry in my hands.

“Hee hee hee,” I heard something laugh. “Oh, I think it’s really quite clever, don’t you, Snowflake?”

I jumped to my feet. “H-h-how?”

“Oh, my master knows everything about you, little neera,” the voice continued. “For example, I know you long for a romantic relationship, but you push anyone who is in love with you away.”

“Th-that’s not true!!” I yelled.

“Oh, it’s not? I bet Ambre would beg to differ…..”

“Who are you? What do you want from me?” I asked, growing more and more terrified.

“Oh, it’s not what I want. It’s what SHE wants,” the voice said playfully.

“Who-who is SHE?” I asked. Just then I felt something wrap around my leg. I was pulled through a portal that appeared below me. “Nooooo!” I screamed.

Once I was through the portal, I found myself hanging upside-down somewhere that was hot as Hell, because, well, it was Hell.

“Well, well, well,” a voice cooed from behind. “What do we have here? A Snowflake in Hell!” I was spun around and found myself hanging in front of a succubus’s face. She smiled with amusement at her little joke.

“What do you want from me? I haven’t done anything!” I cried. The demoness chuckled.

“Oh, don’t you worry, little one,” she said as she tickled my belly with a massive claw. “You’ll find out soon enough.” The next thing I knew, I was stuffed between her enormous breasts.

“H-hey!” I yelled. “Get me out of here!” I cried, as I struggled to get free. But it was no use.

“Oh, don’t act like you don’t enjoy this,” the succubus said as she walked to a table in the middle of the room. “ I know you love it. I can feel it,” she said with a laugh. “But it’s time to take you out, anyway. The curse is ready.” She took me out and set me on the table.

“C-curse?” I stammered. “I-I don’t w-want to be cursed!”

“Great!” my captor said cheerfully. “That means it’ll work even better!” She poured a flask of green liquid on my head, and chanted something I couldn’t understand.

“Feel anything?” she asked.

“N-no….”

“Good. That means it’s working.” The succubus picked me up and brought me to her lips. She opened her mouth and her forked tongue shot out and licked my face. “Mmmmm,” she sighed. “Sonja, you’ve done it again. Another perfectly delivered curse.” Then she set me on the ground.

“What are you-” Then I saw her raise her foot. “NOOO!!!” I shrieked.

“Enjoy your curse, Snowflake!” Sonja laughed as she brought her heel down and smashed me into paste.