Chapter 1: Introduction

This is the first installment of my first series Supernatural which is inspired by the Ariana Grande song of the same name as well as the shows Stranger Things and the x-files. Chapter one is mainly an introduction to the protagonist that features edging, nipple play, fingering, and a blow job with supernatural elements. I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think in the comments! I love receiving feedback and ideas for what to write next!

Chapter 1: Close Encounters of the Best Kind

Halcyon Phillips came home from work after a particularly long shift working overnights.

"I can't believe they expect that road to be done by the end of the month. They are working us to the bone!" she sighed to herself in exasperation.

After dropping her keys on the counter she walked the length of the same old single wide and flopped face first onto her cozy mattress. She breathed out deep into her comforter. After pulling three night shifts in a row she was exhausted. With a deep sigh she got up to have a smoke. She put on her old leather smoking jacket, pulled out a Marlboro cigarette, and shut the door with the squeaky hinges behind her. Taking a long drag in the cool West Virginia October air she thought about her life in the way that only sleep deprived people do.

She looked up at the clear October sky and thought to herself how she always thought she could have done more, could have been more, if only --. She secretly wished for an escape from the relentless monotony and utterly ordinary nonsense of life. She wished her best friend Stella was around to talk to. God how she missed getting to talk to Stella when she got like this on days that just seemed to drag on for too long. Hallie just sighed and took another drag of her quickly fading cigarette. Standing here every harsh thought too heavy to carry rushed to the forefront of her mind. But never mind all that, she was way too tired to be thinking of all that right now.

"Fuck, I need to get some sleep," she muttered to herself.

There was something eerie in the air that night, it snuck up on her suddenly. It made the skin on the back of her neck stick up and pulled her right out of her ruminating thoughts, sending a shiver down her spine. She quickly smushed the dead cigarette into the well-used ash tray and then rushed back into the trailer, squeaky door crashing behind her. She locked the door, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and made her way to the bedroom. Using the bottle opener on her bedside table she popped the top off the Budweiser and took a swig. She started to put an old porno into the VHS player and pulled out her trusty vibrator from her bedside table.

"People have such weird fantasies," she muttered to herself, "Seriously, aliens?"

She shrugged, it could have been worse. She pulled off her Carhartt bibs until she was down to her underwear and started touching herself over her cotton panties, but by the last swig of her beer she felt too tired to continue and fell asleep face first on the comforter, feet dangling off to the side.

Hallie heard a sound like the door unlocking, checking her alarm clock she noticed it was 2:00 AM and rolled over to go back to sleep. After all, she didn't have to come in to work until noon tomorrow because it was her late day at Freddie's Mart where she picked up extra hours on the weekend. Then she heard the door to the trailer open and shut.

"What the fuck? I know I didn't imagine that," she whispered to herself.

Spooked, but still sleepy she perked up, rubbed her eyes, and slipped on her boots. Stepping carefully she grabbed the baseball ball in the corner of her room and peeked out into the hallway. She walked through the kitchen to check the door. It was open, but nobody was there. She was creeped out, but decided she was too tired to investigate any further. She grabbed the plaid blanket off the couch and made her way back to the bedroom. She flopped back onto the mattress and curled up again and tried her best to go back to sleep, though her mind wandered thinking about what could have opened the door when she could have sworn she locked it.

Suddenly, a bright white light shined through the sheer, tattered curtains of the bedroom window. Hallie glanced at the alarm clock, it was 2:45 AM.

"Fuck, not again!" she said aloud angrily. "Who the fuck is coming home this late at night and shining their headlights in my bedroom window?? I swear, can't a bitch just get some sleep around here?"

She slipped on her boots, and pulled on her leather jacket and thought she might as well go out and have a smoke. She set another cigarette between her lips in preparation and made her way down the hall to the kitchen. Her jaw fell open, cigarette falling out of her mouth.

"What in the hell?" she cried.

The light grew brighter and stronger and was shining through the front door. It was cracked again, and she knew she had closed it. It was so blinding that she couldn't see anything past the dirty coffee pot on the kitchen counter. Hallie covered her eyes like a visor.

She called out lazily, "Who are you? Why is it so brigh--"

Trailing off she suddenly felt like she was in a dream and fell gently to her knees. For the first time in forever she felt light as air. No burdens weighing her down. Everything she was worried about felt so far away, she wasn't thinking about it at all. It was like her mind just froze as she gave in deeper to the warmth of that piercing supernatural light. She realized something was lifting her now up off her knees and drawing her close to the source of the light. She felt a strange sense of comfort wash over her as she felt completely safe and embraced. Slowly, carefully, she fluttered her eyes open. It no longer burned her eyes to look at the light. She could hardly make out a figure, a strange blue outline in the mist.

Hallie was floating in midair, but fully supported by this force that she couldn't explain, yet felt so at peace with. She felt so attracted to this blissful, powerful light, and didn't even stop to question it. In her mind she heard a voice, soft and subtle, but powerful.

"I heard you, Hallie, I heard your quiet desire to escape this modern absurdity, and I've come for you..." the voice inside her head cooed.

The voice was coming from within her, but it was not her own. Then, a touch landed, softly, like running water over her breasts. With no hands and sheer force of energy, it pulled down the straps of her silky pink bralette. The source of the light flicked her nipples gently, delightfully and massaged her mounds like a spooky breeze. Her nipples perked up and those delicate hairs on her breasts pricked up in arousal. She could feel her heart skip a beat, and in this dreamy haze she even thought just for a moment that maybe it actually did. She could feel the blood pumping toward her needy, unloved pussy that hadn't been touched since she and Stella had played with each other's pussies that one summer night so long ago.

The gooey, watery, feathery touch made its way down the curves of her abdomen to the hairy brown curls of her most private area. She tried to release a breathy sigh of pleasure, but her mouth was covered by another feathery hand of this unexplainably lovely force. Gently it massaged her folds bringing her closer and closer to the edge. It sent vibrations of warm pleasure up her spine and deep into her belly. Hallie didn't care about how weird this was, in fact she wasn't thinking about anything at all, as her mind had gone completely blank in the giddy quiet haze of the moment. She needed release, she was begging for it, and this force, however strange, was there for her. It seemed to want nothing but to provide her with the deepest comfort and pleasure.

She gave herself over to the light force deeper and deeper. Her body floating here in the beams of supernatural light craved, in a way she wasn't even sure how it was possible, to be fingered by this force, to be penetrated by it, deep into her soul. She wanted this force to claim her, she somehow trusted it completely, and desired it to take her places beyond her wildest dreams. The force kept rubbing her soft wet pussy faster and faster, petting it, and making it sloppy, juicy, warm, and dripping with want.

Then suddenly, the feathery hand of the light that was covering her mouth began penetrating her mouth slowly, passionately, building in intensity. She instinctively suckled on it, her tongue intermingling with the softness of the light as she closed her eyes savoring the feel of the force that was invading her mouth. She felt a sweet and warm liquid fill her mouth, dribbling out the sides. Just when she was right there and felt she was about to cum, the light force rubbed her clit faster and faster until she reached her peak and the sensation of sparkles and ultimate pleasure left her breathing hard and gasping for air, longing for more. She saw the light force and its faint blue outline start to fade and it began to loosen its grip and lower her down gently. Hallie swallowed what was left from the deposit in her mouth.

"Please don't go..." she whispered softly.

The last of the soft supernatural light was snuffed out and she fell into a peaceful, deep sleep.