Chuck E Cheese Helen Henny Novels & Stories

Delanie said. We all heard slow claps from somewhere but couldn't find anybody or where the clap was coming from. We then heard laughter like that of a witch. "Helen..." Denver whispered. "Who is Helen?" I asked. "She is the most wicked of all witches known to exist." Kyle answered. "What the fuck does she want here then?" Delanie asked. "How are we supposed to know?" Kyle said. We all kept looking around and above us as she started to laugh. "Show your face Helen!" Denver shouted.

I grab my Starbucks pumpkin spiced latte latte and a croissant on the way for the much needed sugar rush on Mondays. “Hey hey, Ella, my girl had been naughty this weekend,” said Helen, looking down at the bright red hickey on my neck. “What the...f...shhh Helen stop, it's not what you think!” I did not sound very convincing though as I blushed bright red. “Oh I'm listening missy.” Now Helen could be a real pain but she was my best friend at work.

One, two, three… "Really, Mom," Kevin says, for the first time helping his sister. "They wouldn't hurt you and Susan either..." "Toys? What kind of toys are we talking about?" We all turn as Helen prances into the kitchen. She’s completely dressed in jeans, a bright t-shirt that says “Will work for coffee” and pink canvas high-tops. For a woman in her late seventies, she's surprisingly spry and trendy. "Judy," Helen says as she pours herself a cup of coffee, "please tell me we're not talking about your butt plug again."

Helen's body hung from the metal chains, swinging back and forth in the air. Watching it swing, Rebecca couldn't hold it in and started vomiting loudly. Cheryl was so shocked by the sight that she couldn't say a single word. The speakers crackled again. "The game continues." What? Helen wasn't the undercover agent! For more than ten minutes, the entire chamber was so silent that it felt suffocating. Until a sudden, sharp burst of laughter pierced the quiet.

That was how Grandpa survived. Helen couldn't bear the stink anymore. She retched in disgust. She really couldn't stay. She hurriedly opened her exquisite designer handbag and pulled out five hundred dollars, placing it on the trash-covered table. The dried-up food on the table was covered in flies and crawling with maggots. Helen ran outside and vomited for a long time. "Miles... bad child... bad child... give me mouse... big mouse..." Grandpa chased after her barefoot, hunched over, with messy hair and a filthy face. He looked like a madman who had lived too long in the mountains.

Scene – Greg’s House, Saturday Afternoon The sky over Brentford was cloudless and blue, with the sun shining just brightly enough to warm the sidewalks. Birds chirped in the distance as Helena stood at the gate of Greg’s house, a tote bag slung over her shoulder and a small container of chin chin in her hand. Greg opened the door before she even knocked. “I smelled chin chin from the window,” he said, grinning. Helena laughed as she stepped inside. “I made it myself. Be grateful.”

Helen reached for Andy's dick, still wet from cum and her juices, pulling it closer so she could suck it. She felt Andy's hands clasp her head, and his dick started to slowly move in and out of her mouth as Chris shafted her pussy. "Her arse, mate, pound her arse," a voice yelled from the sidelines. "She's gagging for it." Helen wasn't; she was deliriously happy, with a cock pounding her pussy and her mouth filled with another. She wanted to protest, but the engorged dick in her mouth prevented her. She tried to pull away, but strong hands held her onto the warm, rigid shaft.

We both turned to look at Helen who was coming into the office with muffins and coffee, that's my girl she came bear and gift. “ and what exactly does the look deserve?” I ask them before taking a bit out of my chocolate chip muffin. “ Some action” She and Dara high-five each other, giving them a confused look because the joke went over my head. Laughing they both gave me a weird look before Dara say “ Pleasee tell me you are not still a virgin?” she as that horrific look on her face like it's a bad thing to be one. “ Oh, Goddess she is,” Helen say looking like she was going to throw up with the idea that I was still a virgin.

Charlie hurriedly said, “Why would it be any trouble, Aunt Dunn? Here, let me help you carry your luggage.” After saying that, Charlie had already taken the luggage from Helen’s hand. He then made an inviting gesture at Helen before saying respectfully, “Aunt Dunn, please go ahead first.” Helen wanted to refuse at first, but when she saw Charlie’s sincere attitude, she could not afford to be even more courteous. So, she said softly, “Thank you!”

“Hey there, Viy. Just dropping this over, what are you up to?” “Nothing much,” I bite into my chocolate-covered bacon. “Watching some random male catch criminals.” Helen chuckles at me, her eyes falling on my plate full of chocolate-covered bacon with a curious expression on her face. She walks towards me and places the bag in front of me. The smell of it makes me forget my bacon and the show. Leaning towards it, I start opening them. There was a small container full of burger patties, and next to them were cards with poorly drawn versions of me.