Remade so that instead of being a stupid detective cop show with psychic seer powers, she's actually a real Adams, given immortality, unable to be killed by anything except old age, and she uses it to great effect to mess with / creep out and otherwise rule the Nevermore as is her family's birthright, considered royalty in the supernatural world.
Male MC – don't know power yet, probably something similar, maybe vampire, or half vampire, an outcast, something unheard of, something like her, something she's very much into. Obviously shoots to have Wednesday Adams as his future wife… And maybe Enid as their pet? Two sadists and their masochist pet. BDSM ensues.
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Enid freaks out when she sees their bloody bdsm plays for the first time.
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?????"I want to blow you while you eat me out," said Wednesday.
"Okay, I'll get the ax," said MC.
"Oh, you guys going to 69?" asked Enid excitedly.
"Something like that," said Wednesday, not bothering to go into detail.
"Wait, did he say ax?" asked a confused Enid, just now registering the words, her eyes widening when she saw him pull it out of Wednesday's trunk.
"What are you going to use that for?" Enid asked nervously, just managing to squeak it out.
"You'll see," said Wednesday, giving nothing away as the MC approached.?????
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Wednesday walks in on him taking Enid face down from behind on the floor, ball gag in her mouth, hands tied behind her, on her knees with legs strapped together to prevent them from being able to stretch out or move in any significant way. Thinking about the time when that was her, and he used her pig tails for leverage.
"We've been waiting, isn't that right my pet?" he says, slapping Enid's ass.
Wednesday began to strip walking towards them, standing before Enid's face, removing the ball gag, and yanking her up by the hair, planting her face in front of her pussy. If there was one thing Enid was good for, it was licking. Something she learned since they started making her clean their mess with her mouth after their coupling.
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Wednesday wanted to die choking on his cum.
He didn't disappoint, pounding her face to completion, holding her tight to his shaved pubes as he released all that he had, killing her momentarily as she ran out of oxygen, and though she didn't need it, she followed that feeling, allowing it to take her into oblivion momentarily.
When next she awoke, she felt him pounding into her from behind.
Feeling her jerk awake, he grinned.
"Were you fucking my corpse?" she asked, her inner walls tightening around him. Though they both knew she was less of a corpse and more of her just willing being unconscious.
With a surprise smirk, he answers, "Of course. Does that turn you on?" he chuckled, and she climaxed. She didn't think he could be any more perfect for her.
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Enid excitedly approached one day in their room, still wearing the collar he gave her, and explained what a good job she did.
"Did I do good?" she asks, looking up at him expectantly.
"You did excellent," he grins, petting her head, getting a great big smile out of her, and would be wagging her tail if she could.
"You've been a very good girl. Does the good girl want her treat?" he asks, petting her.
She shudders excitedly, nodding her head into his hands enthusiastically.
"Then assume the position," he orders as she quickly drops to her knees, mouth open.
Stripping his pants, he slowly feeds her his cock, "There it is, take it, there's my good girl."
And he proceeds to fuck her face.
"Here comes the treat, make sure you take all of it," he says, releasing inside her, as she gulps and swallows everything she can.
"Good girl," he says, holding her face flush against his pelvis, petting her head, making sure she gets everything.
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He was attacked and fell after a good fight, taking down those foolish enough to test him, his body torn to shreds, but victorious. She finds him after it's over and walks over with a frown, wondering if he is dead.
"Relax, I might not be invincible like you, but I won't die that easily," he said, opening his eyes, seeing her worry, his flesh healing at a visible rate, far faster than any normal vampire.
Pleased, she dropped the frown, "Do you need to drink?" she offered.
"I wouldn't say no, but I'll be fine for now," he grinned, not wanting to be a burden.
"Good, I'll see you tonight. I have unfinished business," she said, leaving to track down the one who gave the order, the one who dared touch what was hers without permission.
"Eh," he sighed, a bit disappointed at not getting any, "Give them hell and have fun," he said to her departing back, reading her like a book.
"I intend to," she said. It was a shame he couldn't see the first ghost of a smile on her face as she walked away.