Possession cancer

Ellie looked at the screen horrified. It felt wrong to choose one of these unthinkable options, kind of like wishing it to happen. Almost against her will she tapped the first link. She had heard about cancer before. It had something to do with going bald and skinny and she knew that people died of it. There were thousands of search results, and she looked at some of them. It was awful to think about something nasty growing inside you, spreading all over your body. There was breast cancer that you could feel as a lump, but that was of course with bigger girls with actual boobs. And there was cancer in ovaries, and those were something inside the vagina. What about that sensitive spot she had found on top of her pussy? That was kind of a harder bead than everything else down there. Could that be cancer? It seemed everything you could do increased the risk of having cancer, at least everything fun: sun, television, grilled food, sugar… And everything from headache to upset stomach could be a symptom. After reading about cancer, she was a very scared little girl.

Ellie put the phone in the lowest drawer of her desk. Then she went to check out on her father. He was asleep. His computer was on, and Ellie contemplated trying to google herself, to see if the video really was out there. But what if daddy woke up to see that picture? While her attention was on the screensaver moving around, she heard a crash behind her. She jumped and turned to look. A picture had fallen off the wall of her father´s bedroom. Her father kept sleeping. She went to pick the picture up. It was a photo of her some years ago, in their previous home. The string behind the frame was still intact, and there was a nail on the wall. Finding no reason to the picture falling, she just hung it up again.

It was still early, and she could not use her phone or dad for company. She played with her dolls and plushies for a while. One Barbie felt a little slimy to touch and her hair was stuck together. She decided the doll needed a bath. She filled the bathroom sink with warm water and undressed the doll. There was a drawing on Barbie´s belly. It was a star, with one of the five points at the crotch of the doll. She had drawn on her dolls when she was little, but they had been just scribbles she later wished she had not done. She could not remember doing it when old enough to draw such a precise design. She got the ink to fade a little in the water but could not get it all off. She left the doll to her bath and washed the tiny clothes. Warm water felt so nice that all the other dolls wanted a bath also.

Ellie filled the bathtub and added a generous amount of bubble bath. She undressed all the dolls and herself and climbed in with them. She made the dolls swim one at a time and played that they flew around clouds made of foam. The diving Barbie was exploring the deep when the last of the bubbles vanished. The doll made a dive thru a cave under Ellie´s knee and stopped at her pussy. Ellie opened her slit with her other hand and pressed the doll against the sensitive spot. The warm water made it nice and relaxed, but the plastic body of the doll was too hard. She let go of the toy and rubbed the spot with her finger. The doll floated to the surface. It was not as slippery down there as before, but keeping her touch light, she got the nice feelings to grow. When her pussy started to twitch, she could not help but spasm with her body, making waves in the water. The dolls floated up and down, and some water dropped over the edges to the floor. She stopped to let the water calm down. She grabbed the diving Barbie and turned her hand to point out. Then she spread her pussy with her fingers again and located the hole she had found. She pointed the doll´s hand to the opening and pushed it carefully in. She felt friction on the edge of the hole, but further inside it glided in easier. The hard plastic felt rough on the skin that had never before been touched, but she wanted to see how far she could push it. Very slowly and carefully she got the whole arm of the doll inside her vagina-hole. The doll´s head, complete with scuba gear, rubbed the sensitive spot on the front of her slit. She tried rubbing it against her vulva and got the familiar throbbing reaction down there. This time the hard pointy object inside felt very uncomfortable. She pulled it out and left the bath.

Dressed in her bathrobe and towel around her hair, Ellie went to say goodnight to her father. He was still asleep. The picture had fallen again. As Ellie went to pick it up, she noticed that there was some sticky slime on it, covering her face. She used her towel to clean it. Now why did it keep falling? She examined the wire used to hang it to the wall and saw that there was another five-pointed star drawn on the back of the picture. There was nothing wrong with the wire and the nail on the wall was firmly in place. She hung it up again and left to go to bed. Outside her father´s room she heard a thud. She turned to look, and the picture had fallen again. Somehow the picture face down on the floor, the star and her sleeping father felt ominous. She picked up the picture and put it on his bedside table, then went to bed with Marshall, her stuffed dog.

Chapter 4