The Pumpkin Disturbance

Story by:  JJNBlade
For  DessertBrownie
Staring Brownie

A bit of backstory, when Brownie was a teenager she was way into the witchcraft. When she was about thirteen she found a strange book at her favorite occult book shop and borrowed it, summoning up a big tentacle creature that impregnated her. Many therapy sessions later when she was about twenty-five one of the creatures began to form and became part of her. He made himself known to her, calling himself Khos. He would help her out and she would keep him safe. Brownie showed the tentacle symbiotic to the owner of the occult book shop, Ascella, who happens to be a witch that keeps the balance of the town together. Ascella recruits Brownie into her coven (which only consists of herself) She explains to Brownie that shes getting old and her powers are waning. Brownie takes up the mantle and starts helping out the old goat, while training to use her magical powers. One little hitch, to provide the energy for Brownie to use her magic, Khos must consume the seed of man. OK we are mostly caught up.

Brownie sat in the occult bookstore, rearranging the books. Not many people come in which had the Brittany Spaniel thinking how the old goat was able to pay her every week. She shook her head, probably best not to think about it. Brownie finished up the books on the shelf and walked back to the counter. She pulled out her cell phone and started playing on it. The sun was setting and twilight was looming over the city. Brownie had been on a couple of “missions” to preserve the balance and she thought back on them for a moment, day dreaming.
Hey stop messing around, shes behind you.
A familiar voice in her head, it was Khos, the symbiotic that had turned her body into his personal apartment. If she had to explain how he voice was it would be like a less enthusiastic Danny Devito. The Brittany Spaniel turned in her chair to see Ascella, an old black furred goat wearing some brown robes.
“You finished the work in the shop?”
Brownie pointed to the book shelf,
“All done.”
The goat nodded then turned and motioned for Brownie to follow,
“I may have something that needs to be mended. Follow.”
Ascella shuffled off to the back of the shop and Brownie followed.

Every time Brownie came back into Ascella's “workshop” it felt like she was in a different dimension. Wall to wall shelves with books that were deemed too powerful to sell and potions not meant for the living world. A standard calderon with green water swirling about. Noxious fumes floating above the pot. Ascella was back at a shelf and she was grabbing some component. She turned around and shuffled over to the calderon, dropping the component. The water in the calderon changed from green to light blue and the goat lent over and inhaled. She looked up, her eyes shifted from red to white.
“Khos, we need you and your host to silence a disturbance in the local pumpkin patch. Strange necromancy powers seem to be emitting from that place.”
Brownie shifted a bit then felt her tentacle friend moving around in her. She hated this part as Khos slithered up her throat and peeked out from her mouth. The dog started breathing from her nose as it was harder to breath through her month when the tentacle did this. He spoke to Ascella,
“Is this the work of that corrupted god?”
“It is unknown at the time, please make haste to the patch.”
Khos pulled himself back down into Brownie and she gasped, coughing a bit.
“Hate when he does that.”
You rather I come out your pants?
“Yes.”
Ascella's trance faded and she shuffled back to the shop. Brownie followed.
“So you want me to do that thing now?”
The old goat looked up at Brownie,
“Yes dearie, as you heard, make haste.”
Brownie gathered up her things and headed to the door. She looked back at Ascella. Feeling like she wasn't given too much information but shrugged and left the shop.

It didn't take the Brittany Spaniel long to get to the local farm, which was location at the edge of town. It kinda just popped up overnight 3 days ago. Brownie parked her car and stepped out into the cold autumn night. She was wearing black pants and a white t-shirt with a brown jacket. A dark red scarf around her neck. She huffed, a puff of warm air appeared showing that it was that cold outside.
“Let's get this fixed up before it gets too cold.”
She walked into the pumpkin patch. Suddenly lights on the other end of the patch turned on and the door of a car opened, a light from a flashlight.
“Oh crap, well I thought this would be easy.”
A light blue wolf walked over clad in a gray uniform and black pants,
“What are you doing here?”
Brownie gave a weak smile,
“Getting a pumpkin?”
The guard wasn't amused,
“This late?”
“Best time to get one, beat the crowds and all.”
Brownie chuckled. The guard wasn't having any of it.
“Can I ask you a question.”
He sighed then nodded. She was genuine in ask him something,
“Have you noticed anything strange going on here?”
He lowered his flashlight a bit, thinking then responded,
“I haven't been here that long, today is my first time. The guard before, something happened to him but he hasn't said anything about it. Just didn't want to be at this site anymore.”
Brownie nodded then looked over to the patch itself, which had a strange purple aura emitting from the pumpkins.
“Has it been doing that all night?”
The guard rubbed his eyes and looked,
“To be honest I haven't really looked up from my tablet but now that I'm here I don't think so.”
The two walked over to the many pumpkins scattered about. Brownie occasionally looked over to the guard, who was a light blue wolf with white hair. He was kinda cute.
Now is not the time to be fantasizing about this guy, this aura seems very familiar.

The guard moved his flashlight around the patch then started to walk into it. Brownie followed. Suddenly a massive light green vine erupted from a pile of pumpkins on a hill. The guard was swatted away by the massive tendril. The big vine wavered around then exploded into smaller vines and rained down on the pumpkins.
“Khos! We are surrounded by pumpkins!”
Only thing I can thing of is to start using some fire magic. So do that!
Brownie put up her hands and fire started shooting out the palms. She sprayed the ones around her with fire, destroying the pumpkins and vines. A light green vines from behind her grabbed her and pulled her into a pile of pumpkins. Couple of them were carved and had vines spilling out of the mouths. The smaller vines started pulling her clothes off.
“No wait! Stop!”
The canine cried out but the vines didn't listen. She was naked with some smashed pumpkin over her body. She squirmed and tried to get out but the vines wiggled around on her, holding her tightly.
“Khos! I can't move!”
one vine began to slowly slip into her mouth, making her drool as it went down her throat to silence her. Brownie's arms and legs were tied up in vines, they slowly began to spread her legs. One vine even pushed its way into her pussy, grabbing Khos and pulling him out. The purple tentacle shivered as he was exposed to the cold night. The vine wrapping tightly around the tentacle, he was almost out. A voice, Brownie heard it booming through the air,
You have been hiding in this girl hm? I shall take you powers like I have taken all from your kind.
Brownie struggled but nothing worked, she was only burning off her energy faster as she tried her hardest to get loose. She felt the tip of Khos wiggling in her, trying to maintain himself.

Just when all seemed lost a bright light flashed, destroying all the pumpkins in the patch. Just a mess of pumpkin pulp all over the place. Brownie was covered in the orange goo as she lay in the dirt. Over her stood Ascella, in her regular brown robes. She was looking to the horizon. The goat offered a hand to Brownie and the dog took it pulling herself up. She was still naked and started to shiver.
“I have a spare robe, here.”
Not looking back the goat pointed her finger at Brownie and a white robe covered her. Off a bit was the security guard, he had been knocked out. Brownie walked over to him as she did Khos was wiggling back up into her and she let out a moan. Brownie knelt over the wolf and held her hands down over him. She started to heal him. From the looks of it he might have had some broken bones from the fall. She finished healing him and looked over to Ascella, who was now examining one of the vines and some pumpkin pulp.
“Did you find anything?”
The gray goat bleated then dropped the vine,
“Something I have to talk with Khos about but other then that whatever was here I have dealt with it.”
Brownie grunted,
“Why did you even have me come here?”
She was just showing you the powers you have to deal with.
Ascella nodded and offered her hand to the dog,
“Come, we shall return to the shop for now.”
Brownie took her hand and the two teleported away.

Back at the shop Brownie had an extra pair of clothes and put them on, returning Ascella's robes to her. The goat shuffled off into the back and the young canine followed, feeling Khos wiggling in her throat as she did. Once in the back the tentacle slipped out from her mouth and began to speak,
“This is the definite work of HIM.”
Brownie had never heard Khos sounding so stern, maybe slightly afraid. The voice did mention that it had taken from Khos's kind before. Ascella nodded and faced Brownie, her mouth opened and a white tentacle slipped from her mouth and spoke,
“I am the real Ascella, I have been using this host for so long. She is just a husk.”
Brownie blinked as she say the white tentacle from the goat's mouth, swallowing past Khos. The purple tentacle craned up to look the canine in the eyes,
“Ascella and I are the last of our kind. She can't make anymore offspring and well I refuse, but what you heard at the pumpkin patch, well he has been taking our kind and absorbing our powers.”
Khos moved back down and touched the white tentacle then wiggled back into Brownie's mouth and down her throat. The white tentacle did the same, returning back into the safety of her host. The goat body quivered then regained itself.
“You know how Khos gets his powers. I would ask if you could provide me with some if you have any left.”
Brownie made a face then nodded,
“I'm sure you could find some old guy that would love to stick his cock in you.”
She felt kinda weird saying that to her mentor. The two returned to the shop, it was late so Brownie ended up leaving and Ascella closed,

The End.