Intro
Arising Siren travels across time through memories and enters the minds and imaginations of different people with the help of her mysterious counterpart, Dr. Bunny Sanguine. Armed with seductive powers and unclothed in remarkable beauty, Siren immerses the lives of others in descriptive sex, love, and conflict with hopes of making their wildest erotic dreams come true.
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Episode one
A bright light flashed from a doorway, and Siren was instantly nearing the end of her second semester at the university. Students were moving everywhere, and it seemed all of their grades were falling when the news broke.
“All students shall be required to make a personal appointment with the administrator to discuss the fate of their final grades. - Bunny Sanguine”
There it was on the note, just like they said, pinned to this office door and handwritten in red. Siren casually removed the paper with her pale hand and began knocking, letting her new subject know that she was waiting. It felt strange to her knowing she made her appointment last, and out of all these other students, finding hers was the first. Somehow, she knew within her eternal existence that she would turn this around at the end.
She folded the note into her pocket quietly as a mysterious woman opened the door suddenly. She said her name was Bunny. Her rose-colored glasses lit her green eyes beautifully, pinched her button nose, and squeezed her ginger hair tightly. Her curly red strands were as bright as crimson, caressing her neckline freckles of wine-colored speckles like fine sprinkles of cinnamon. Siren caught her breath quickly, seeing the older woman smiling intimately, and she instinctively looked down over her firm and busty body. Bunny wore a thin jacket that resembled red wine, with her silly initials sewn on the front in a pressed design. It encircled a creamy-white vest over her large breasts, combined with a dark laced skirt under a trimmed waistline.
There was a familiar way about her, seeing her opening her doorway slowly. She was delivering her pleasantries suspiciously. She was most certainly that one attractive female teacher last semester around the university. Bunny went in, motioning to follow her closely. They both walked in, and the door began brightening and closing behind them slowly. The air smelled of books with a hint of alcohol and ripe strawberries. The aroma blended deliciously with mature perfume as Siren observed her curves swerving slowly forward gracefully. She looked away.
What am I doing looking at a mortal woman sexually, she thought. Her heart sank while denying her carnal fire. She gathered her thoughts and contained her desire and drew her blue eyes over the impersonal walls around them. The modest hallway unfolded, casting shadows into the gloomy corners of the aging building’s ceiling. They stepped past packs of old decorations together. Two of which were stacks of red holly and green mistletoe from last December. As they reached the end of the walkway, the bright doorway flashed shut, with a thrust. It echoed into the dissolving hallway, and the air became private and mysterious.
They were now alone together in a low-lit room out of a fantasy, decorated in emerald wallpaper, as lost in history. Perhaps this was a moment once upon a time, in another memory.
“Do you like what you see?” Bunny asked as if being equally matched.
She walked behind her desk persuasively. She stood by an oversized chair and smiled seductively, almost hypnotically.
Siren glanced into the seductress’s sparkling green pupils with her deep blue eyes, reading her mind, but she turned away, holding her desk and looking befuddled.
Siren casually nodded while absorbing more details of the room around her. It looked like an ancient library. The corner walls around the desk were lined beautifully with old books of the past from the top of the ceiling down to her feet. Then, as if not enough for her hungry mortal mind, there was a quirky table nearby that held, yet, more books. One of which was a mysterious-looking pink book.
Bunny returned her befuddled gaze while collecting her thoughts as Siren looked down. The lower part of the room was unordinary. The dark wooden desk held up layers of overdue term papers with red pen scribbled all over them. The papers were held down under a golden candlestick that was placed aimlessly beside Bunny’s freckled hand. The flame illuminated the intimate elements of her work area perfectly. A lovely tray of sugared strawberries was next to a glass of red wine. Her wineglass was half full and beside a matching bottle like she couldn’t have a care in the world.
Bunny took a breath, seeing Siren watching the candlelight reflecting throughout the glasswork beside her, and they gazed down over it together. A drop of the juicy red nectar emerged from the edge of the wineglass, clinging to the warm opening as if pleading to be licked before falling.
Siren gazed at the warm fluid. She could feel the familiar precursors of her haunting carnal weakness, her desire. The sensation was kindling and swelling up within her like an eternal fire. She looked up, noticing she was being watched over the flickering flame.
“Would you like a strawberry and some wine?” Bunny asked sexually while lowering herself onto her oversized chair provocatively. It creaked and squeaked as she leaned back into it pompously.
Siren glanced into her sparkling green eyes and smiled innocently.
“No, thank you,” she said, confidently stepping slowly around her desk, detecting the final details around her room.
She looked curiously toward the mysteriously placed pink book again. It was right beside Bunny’s waist, but she noticed a deep purple rug spread out under the desk between her legs. Her chair creaked and squeaked as she pushed the wheels powerfully over the purple patterns and pivoted toward her.