Judy and Raziel

Judy had trouble relating to her roommate Shawn. He was obnoxious and self-absorbed. Their interests were also on opposite ends of the spectrum. Shawn was enjoyed sports and parties, whereas Judy was more into reading and was fascinated by the occult. She often read books on psychic phenomena and ghosts. When she would tell Shawn about her readings, he would simply roll his eyes and say that they were just books full of brain rot. Judy would respond that the brain probably rots faster from the pounding his head takes in sports.

As much as they annoyed each other, it was hard for Judy to ignore Shawn's attractiveness. Her eyes would trace their way up his muscular legs and admire his firm buttocks from behind. Sometimes, he would walk around the apartment shirtless, giving her a view of his finely sculpted torso. It was hard for her not to fantasize about him in a sexual way, even if his personality left a lot to be desired.

Judy much preferred the company of her best friend, though he was a bit unusual. Her best friend was a ghost by the name of Raziel. She met Raziel through the use of her Ouija Board. When she first met him, she was so excited to feel the planchette in her fingers being guided slowly to different letters and numbers on the board. She asked him all types of questions and wrote down everything in a journal. She learned all about the different realms on the other side and what realm he was from. She learned he had lived as a farmer named Peter in the 1700s and that, after death, he slowly moved up the ranks of the spirits to become a powerful being named Raziel.

Judy would tease Raziel by suggesting he was only bragging to impress her, but then he would demonstrate his power by making objects move or make thumping noises. He could even make the planchette move without Judy touching it. She would tease him purposely just because she loved watching his powers take effect.

Overtime, he started to appear to Judy in her dreams. He was a towering figure, with three sets of long, beautiful red wings. In the dreams, she would touch them, and they seemed like velvet. He wore plate armor over his muscled torso and legs.

Judy was utterly infatuated with her otherworldly suitor. She would sketch him all day in her notebook. She would daydream of him crashing into her college classroom and flying away with her. In her dreams, he would tell her that her crystal blue eyes were hypnotic beneath her glasses. He would tell her that her slender human frame beckoned his embrace and left him with a longing ache when she wasn't near. He told her he wanted to feel his fingers run through her wavy blonde hair.

Judy soon felt a longing of her own, which she could only partially satisfy when she touched herself in bed or in the shower. For when she was done, she still felt a longing to be held by Raziel.

One evening, Judy was using her Ouija board to speak to Raziel when Shawn walked into the apartment.

"Sorry," he said sarcastically, "Didn't know you were busy talking to Razor Blade."

"His name is Raziel," she corrected rather curtly.

Shawn laid down on the couch and turned on the television, the noise of the football game annoying Judy.

As Judy looked down, the planchette began to spell out a phrase by itself. It said, "Prepare for my arrival."

"What do you mean?" Judy asked.

The planchette spelled out "Watch."

Shawn suddenly turned off the television. "Hey," he said, "I think I might need a doctor."

"What's wrong?" Judy asked standing up.

"I don't know," Shawn said, "I just feel all tingly."

All at once Shawn's whole body spasmed and twitched violently.

Judy gasped and stepped back as he went to the ground.

He writhed wildly, and then, all at once, laid there silently. His eyes stared blankly into space.

It was only a moment, but it felt like an eternity. Then, Shawn sat up, and again, he sat there for what felt like a long time.

He looked up at Judy and said, in a voice not his own, "It is I. Be not afraid my dearest. I have now entered your world." Shawn slowly stood up.

"You mean it is you Raziel?" she asked.

"Yes," Raziel said through the body of Shawn, "I have taken possession of this weak mortal to be with you at last."

Shawn's body leaned forward, and he let out a series of grunts as three set of vibrant red wings emerged from his back one at a time.

"It really is you," she gasped.

He moved forward and wrapped his arms around her waist. "At long last!" he exclaimed, "I can claim you as truly mine!" He pressed his lips against hers, passionately kissing her as his wings wrapped around her like his arms. She enjoyed the velvety softness of their touch, as well as the masculine firmness of his embrace.

Her tongue became entangled with his as she pulled her glasses off and set them down. Raziel began to suck on her tongue as his hands reached the bottom of her shirt and slowly ripped it open up to the top, exposing her breasts to the open air. Her breathing became heavier as he began to trail kisses down the side of her neck. His hands massaged the two feminine mounds on her chest, his fingers gently teasing her nipples until they hardened. After they became hard, he began to lick circles around them as he sucked on them one at a time.

Judy felt her body twitching with excitement as her hand clawed into his exposed back. His soft wings rubbed against her body as she grinded against him. Her hand went down and felt the solid mass in his pants longing to get out. She undid the button and unzipped the front before gently tugging them down, exposing his throbbing and veined manhood.

"I am far from done playing with you my pet," he said. He lowered his wings and told her to hold onto the top set. His top two wings lifted her up, allowing her legs to wrap around his neck. He lifted up her skirt and tore her panties open, exposing her flower mere inches from his face. He began to flick his tongue against the clitoris rapidly before slowly dragging it up and down the outer folds of her pussy.

Judy moaned loudly as she felt his tongue slither inside of her, exploring the walls of her pussy as his hands squeezed her thighs. She grasped his wings tightly as he started to suck on her clitoris, allowing his tongue to flick it rapidly when it was in his mouth. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her legs began to shake. His hand squeezed her ass to help him push his face deeper into her womanhood. She looked down and saw his cock twitching beneath her and felt herself wanting it badly.

"Please Raziel," she moaned out, "I love you so much. I need to have you inside me. I've wanted it for so long."

Raziel smirked and pulled his head back. He told her to lower herself down to his middle set of wings. He reached down and grasped his member, guiding the tip to her pussy. He rubbed it against the folds gently before slipping it inside, making her gasp as he fucked her with his wings holding her in the air.

He thrusted his cock in slowly at first, making the walls of her pussy stretch from his girth. Soon, he pumped his cock in much more fervently, making her breasts bounce as her mouth hung open from a protracted moan. He grasped her hips firmly to help him go as deep into her womanhood as his rod could go. She could feel him pulsing inside of her with each forceful thrust. She began to spasm aggressively against his rod as her pussy milked it.

Raziel let out a moan as he shot a load of cum deep within her, marking her as his own.

"I wish we could be like this forever," she said, wrapping her arms around him as she clung to him.

"We shall," he said retracting his wings back into his body, "There is no Shawn anymore. This body is now my permanent vessel."

So it was that Judy and "Shawn" became a couple, much to the confusion of all the people that knew them.