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Halloween Camp Out	By : Lennox Category: +S through Z > Simpsons Views: 22578 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Simpsons. The characters are the property of 20th Century Fox and I am not associated with the owners of the show. This story is a work of fan-fiction, was written for entertainment purposes, and is not intended for profit.

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Bart's Story
"An Ouija board? Really?" Lisa asked. Janey sat on her bedroom floor as she lifted the lid off the box. "You don't really believe that these things work, do you?"
"Relax Lisa," Janey scoffed. "It's just for a bit of fun."
"You don't buy into this kind of stuff, do you Allison?"
"Well...." Allison muttered, "I am a little curious about it."
"Atta girl," Janey said as she placed the board on the floor. "Lisa, come on. There's nothing to be scared of."
"I'm not scared!" Lisa protested as she stamped her foot on the ground. "I just don't believe that a piece of wood is capable of talking to ghosts."
"Alright then Scully," Janey smiled as she held offered her the planchette. "You can go first and prove yourself right."
"Fine!" Lisa snatched the flat bit of wood from her friend's hand. She sat on the floor by the board. "What do I need to do?"

Janey's Ouija board was nothing more than a simple plank of lacquered wood. All twenty-six letters of the alphabet, plus numbers zero to nine and a question mark, had been beautifully engraved on its surface. Drawings of a sun and a crescent moon were by the top left and right corners of the board, accompanied by the words 'yes' and 'no'. And down the bottom, below the numbers, were the words 'hello' and 'goodbye,' with a single horizontal line between them to account for the space between words.
"So first you need to start by placing the planchette here," Janey read off the rules as she pointed at the line. "You then close your eyes. If it moves to where it says hello, it means someone is trying to talk to us. We ask it questions and the 'spirit' spells out its answers one letter at a time." Allison pulled a notebook and a pencil from her bag and opened it up to a blank page. Lisa looked over the flat bit of wood in her hand. It had been carved into a spade, the same symbol she had seen on decks of cards, with a circular hole in the middle. Lisa felt a small chill run down her spine as she placed it on the board, and the planchette immediately moved to the hello space, with Lisa's fingers still attached. Janey just rolled her eyes.
"You're not supposed to move it straight away Lisa," Janey scoffed. Lisa's gazed remained fixed on the piece of wood.
"I.... I didn't move it. It just went there on its own," she said.
"Whatever. Move it back to the line and start again," Janey lifted the rules to read them again. But Lisa found the planchette stuck to the board, almost as if it had been glued into place.
"Lisa?" Allison asked.
"It won't budge. It's stuck." The spiky haired Simpson pulled with all her might on the spade-shaped bit of wood. But then she realised something. While the planchette was stuck to the board, her fingers were stuck to the planchette.
"Uh... guys?" Lisa lifted her arm and the entire board rose into the air, held on only by Lisa's fingertips. Allison's eyes went wide, and Janey's jaw dropped as she looked up from the rules.
"Okay, it says here that you can communicate with the spirit once you say its name," she said as she held up the rule book.
"That's it? Then we can talk to it?" Allison asked.
"Yeah, but we actually have to speak the name." Janey grabbed the board and returned it to the floor, with Lisa's arm still attached. She placed her hands beside
"Allison, get that pencil ready," Janey said as she looked at the board. She cleared her throat and spoke, very clearly. "What is your name?"
The planchette started moving again almost straight away, and Lisa could do nothing to prevent her arm following along.
"That's not me. I'm not doing this!" she cried.
"Shush!" Janey said with her finger to her lips. Her eyes followed the planchette as it moved around the board. First it stopped on A, followed by M, then B. Allison wrote down every letter that appeared in the circular hole as it moved across the board before it came to a rest. Lisa's fingers were freed from the board and she yanked her arm back to her chest.
"Um... Lisa?" Janey asked as she looked at the page. Allison held the notepad up.                  "Amber Dempsey?" Lisa gasped, her hand over her mouth.
"You know her?" Allison asked. But before Lisa could answer, the Ouija board began to glow a bright blue. It started to rotate on the floor, moving faster and faster as it stood to spin on a single corner. The blue glow rose above the spinning board to appear as an orb of light, right before it flew straight into Allison's chest and knocked her to the floor.
"Allison, are you alright?" Janey said as she knelt beside her. Allison opened her eyes, and Janey watched as her black pupils turned to the same bright blue colour as the orb. Possessed with the spirit of Amber, Allison pushed Janey down and got to her feet. She lunged at Lisa, knocking her to the floor and kneeling over her body. She pinned Lisa's arms down with her knees, glaring at her with those bright blue flaming eyes.
"Who am I?" A ghastly, haunting voice came from the back of Allison's throat. Janey stood and grabbed Allison's arm, trying to pull her off.
"Allison! What... the hell... are you doing?" But Allison paid no attention to the tug on her limb, almost as if she didn't feel it at all. "Get... off... of her."
"WHO AM I?"
"You're Allison Taylor," Lisa trembled underneath her. Janey fell back as the arm was pulled from her grip.
"SAY MY NAME!" the voice screeched and echoed inside Lisa's ears.
"Amber... Amber Dempsey?" Lisa didn't want to say it, because then it meant that she'd believe it. This was the girl who was struck by lightning, the girl whom Lisa had taken the title of Little Miss Springfield and lost it due to an error in paperwork. But Amber didn't care. Her spirit couldn't rest until she had revenge. She used Allison like a puppet, gripping Lisa's head and squeezing it within her fingertips. Her nails dug into her scalp hard enough to draw blood. And she leaned over her and looked Lisa dead in the eye.
"YOU'RE GODDAMN RIGHT!"

Once again, Janey tried to rescue Lisa from their possessed friend. She threw herself into Allison to try to push her off, but Allison's body didn't budge. Without breaking her gaze on Lisa, Amber lifted Allison's arm and pointed her finger at Janey. The bright blue light returned as a rope of pure spiritual energy, circling the length of the finger before it flew and hit Janey square in the chest, knocking her back just as it had done to Allison.
"No..." Lisa whimpered as Janey's body stood up, her eyes blue. "Please Amber, don't do this." Amber had Lisa right where she wanted her, pinned on the ground and using her friends as puppets. Allison's body stood over Lisa, but placed her foot on Lisa's chest as soon as she tried to move. She reached to unbuckle the clasp on her skirt and she threw it aside. Lisa watched, speechless and helpless as Allison was stripped above her. Her panties came down her legs and were quick to join the discarded garment on the floor.
"Amber... what are you doing to them? Stop it. It's me you want! Let them go."
"You're right Lisa. It is you I want." Allison was dropped back down to her knees and above Lisa's face. Her hands gripped the sides of Lisa's head and pulled her straight into her naked crotch.   "Lick it," Lisa shook her head. She kept her lips tightly sealed as they brushed over Allison's slit. But her mouth opened with a gasp as she felt a pair of hands grab her legs, and Amber took the chance to force Lisa's mouth open around Allison's mound. Lisa kicked her legs wildly as she broke Janey's grasp, but Janey was able to grab a hold of her ankles and sit on them, pinning her legs below her.
"Lick... it," Amber said once more. Lisa was completely at the mercy of Amber's spirit. Allison and Janey could no longer help her, nor could she call for help. Hoping that this was a nightmare that she'd soon wake up for, Lisa reluctantly pressed her tongue to Allison's slit.
"Again."
"Again."
"Again." Amber felt nothing, but Allison's body was starting to react. This was not about pleasure, this was about taking away the things that Lisa treasured most. Lisa had taken Amber's title, so Amber took Lisa's friends. The humiliation of it was nothing more than a bonus, and it brought a smile to Amber's new face. The more swipes that Lisa gave with her tongue, the wetter her slit became. It wasn't her own saliva that Lisa was starting to taste. Meanwhile, between her legs, Janey's arms had lifted Lisa's dress over her waist and pulled her panties down her legs. Without any warning or hesitation, Lisa felt two fingers being plunged into her pussy. Her cries of discomfort were muffled by Allison's cunt. For one last humiliation, Amber gave Lisa one more command.
"Eat it."

Lisa had her tongue buried in Allison's pussy. It took some getting used to, and it started to grow tired and sore. But Amber reminded Lisa to keep licking with painful grasps to her head. She could taste Allison's arousal on her tongue as it lapped over her inner walls. With tightly closed eyes, Lisa tried to block her friend's flavour out of her mind. She could do nothing but hope that Amber would leave after this, or she'd wake up in her bed in the middle of the night. Her own pussy was being ravaged by Janey's fingers, all four of them plunging in and out of her body. The stinging pain of rape was forced throughout her body, and she could do nothing to soothe it. All the while, she could feel Amber's gaze down upon her. Lisa couldn't see it though her clenched eyelids, but she could feel it. It was like it was peering into her mind, into her very soul. The feeling of being watched from inside her body. It was weird, and Lisa would have given anything for everything to stop.

But soon, Lisa felt Allison's pussy convulse over her tongue and her lustful juices squirted into Lisa's mouth. Amber, however, felt nothing. She didn't move, she didn't even flinch. Allison had just been given her first orgasm and she wasn't even in control of her own body to feel it. Amber pulled herself back and quickly held Lisa's nose and mouth closed with her fingers. The girl below her struggled against the grasp until she was forced to swallow Allison's climax. Satisfied, Amber released her hands and Lisa gasped for breath. Janey's fingers were pulled from her sore and abused pussy, and Lisa scrambled away as quickly as she could. She made a run for her bedroom door, but two loud thumps made her look behind her. Allison and Janey's bodies had collapsed on the floor, and the blue light that was Amber's spirit had released control of her friends. They opened their eyes and sat up, rubbing their heads. It took them both a moment to remember what had happened.
"Oh my God," Janey gasped as she brought her hands to her mouth.
"Lisa, I am so sorry. I just.... I couldn't control myself. I don't know...."
"WATCH OUT!" Lisa cried, pointing up at Amber's spirit. The blue light flew in circles around the ceiling.
"We gotta get out of here!" Janey yelled. Lisa gripped the door knob and tried to turn it, but it quickly turned red hot in her hands and she was forced to let go.
"The window!" Allison cried as she pointed to the glass. Janey and Allison scrambled over Lisa's bed as Lisa ran around, but Amber cut them off before anyone could open it. The blue orb flew around the three girls, circling around them faster and faster. It was travelling so fast that it looked like one long blue blur to them, lifting all three of them into the air. But finally, as the girls were suspended above the floor, Amber flew to the other end of the room. Her spirit hung in the air for several seconds.
"What's she doing?" Allison asked.
"It's almost like she's looking right at us," Janey whispered. Amber's spirit was nothing more than a blue orb of energy, but the three girls could feel her looking at them, watching them, and even piercing into their very souls. Finally, Amber flew around the room once more, circling around before hitting Lisa right between her eyes and knocking her unconscious body down on the floor.

"Lisa!"
"Lisa. Wake up!"
"Are you okay? Come on Lisa, come back to us!" Allison and Janey knelt beside Lisa's body as her eyes flickered open. Allison wrapped her arms around the girl, almost crying as she pulled her into a big hug.
"Lisa, I am so very sorry about before. I don't know what happened. I could see everything, but I couldn't control myself."
"It's okay," Lisa said, feeling drained and sore. "I don't blame you. But what happened? How long was I out?"
"Less than a minute," Janey said. "Amber flew around the room and crashed into you. We fell to the floor and had to open your eyelids to make sure that you weren't possessed."
"I think...," Lisa groaned as she sat up, "we need to get rid of that board."
"I agree," Allison nodded. "But we can't just throw it out. What if someone else finds it and tries to use it?"
"We'll have to burn it," Lisa said almost straight away. "If we destroy the board then Amber can't use it to channel herself anymore." Lisa slowly got to her feet. "You two go and find something we can use so the fire won't accidentally spread. And there's probably some matches in the kitchen. I'll meet you in the back yard and we'll set it alight," Janey and Allison looked at each other.
"Lisa, are you sure? After what just happened, maybe you should come with us, just in case." Janey said. "I don't think we should split up like that."
"No, I'll be fine. Just... I just need a minute. I'll pack up the board and meet you outside."
"Okay Lisa. if you're sure," Allison said before she and Janey walked out of the room.

The Ouija board was lifted from the floor and placed in its box, along with the instruction booklet it came with. The spiky haired girl looked over the planchette in her fingers. It was crazy that something so small and simple had caused so many problems. She dropped the wooden spade into the box. As soon as it made contact with the board, it started to move on its own. It flew between letters to spell out its message, the same four letters over and over and over.
L, I, S, A.
L, I, S, A.
L, I, S, A.
"Speak the name to communicate with the spirit," Amber Dempsey smiled in her brand new body, looking down as the spirit of Lisa Simpson took control of the board. She placed the lid firmly over the board and still-moving planchette. She picked the box up, placed it under her arm, and made her way out into the backyard.
Her new friends were waiting.
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"Bart, you killed me in your story?" Lisa felt a little hurt. She knew none of it was real, but it was still a little upsetting that someone she felt so close to had fictionalized her death.
"Come on Lis. It was just a story," Bart calmly said.
"And it was a good one too," Jessica smiled. She had spent the last half of Bart's story with her hand between her legs, and she licked her fingers clean. "Not scary, but good. And a nice twist ending too."
"I wouldn't say 'good' exactly," Allison said. "I know it's Halloween and all, but hearing how I practically rape my best friend while possessed by the spirit of a dead girl isn't what I had in mind."
"And you forgot one crucial little detail Bart," Lisa said. "Amber isn't dead. She was struck by lightning after switching on some tire spikes, but she survived and got her crown back."
"Again, story." Bart said as he interlocked his fingers behind his head. "Apparently not a scary one though." Bart looked over at Jessica, who just shrugged.
"Bart, I told you I liked it. I'm just being honest. Would you rather I pretend to cower in fear beside you and hide my face in your neck?"
"Hey, you'd have to ask the girlfriend first," Bart gestured at his sister. "But I guess since we're all pretty much open after those New Year's games, I don't think she'd have that much of an issue with it."
"Well, I guess it's quite tamer than her 'tonguing my holes.'" Lisa said, using her fingers as quotation marks. "But I guess those games did leave us all pretty open and comfortable with each other."
"Yeah," Allison smirked. "Here's exhibit A for that right here." She held her hand out towards Jessica. The naked girl just shrugged again.
"What can I say? I enjoy it," she giggled. "So who's next?"
"Well I have one in mind," Allison said as she stood up. "In fact, I had this idea earlier tonight while I was going from door to door. And of you thought that Bart's story wasn't scary, then perhaps you'll enjoy this tale, my little succubi."
"Ooooh, I'm interested already." Jessica said as she rubbed her hands. Bart passed the torch to Allison, who took it and switched it on.
"Say goodbye Jessica, as you dance with the devil tonight..."
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