Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. I just took them out for a spin
and made them do naughty things.
Summary: When a spell to catch a succubus turns Prue into a man, the
Halliwell sisters take advantage of the situation.
Feedback: Comments always welcome!
Notes: Scenes borrowed from "She's A Man, Baby, A Man!" written by Javier
Grillo-Marxuach. Muchas gracias also to the folks at Charmedscripts.com for
the work and dedication they put into transcribing each episode.
Charmed: Pistol Packin' Mama Part 3
by JT Langdon ([email protected])
Phoebe spotted the police report Prue brought home with her and picked it up.
The minute her fingers touched the folder she felt an electrical current
surge through her. She gasped as a vision of a naked man flashed through her
mind. In a sudden rush things made sense to her and when the vision faded
Phoebe was left there trembling.
"Piper, come in here, quick!" Phoebe cried.
Piper rushed in from the living room. "What happened?
"Oh, I just had one of those hot flashes," Phoebe said. She took a deep
breath and released it. "The succubus visions. Piper, I think I really am
psychically connected to that thing. I see what she sees, feel what she
feels. I felt excited."
Piper took a moment to consider that. "Excited happy or excited aroused?"
"Piper," Phoebe said, frustrated, unable to find the exact words to explain
what she had seen . . . what she'd felt. Damn it! She needed to make her
sister understand! "She's in heat, okay. And so am I."
"Well," said Piper, "that explains why you are burning up. Your libido must
be connected to the succubus'."
"Yeah, it's like I have no control over . . . "
Phoebe gasped as another vision filled her mind. This time saw what looked
like egg sacs of some kind. Ewww! Gross! The vision didn't last more than a
moment but it left Phoebe panting for breath. She noticed Piper watching her
"It just happened again," Phoebe told her sister. "I saw egg sacs. Oh my God.
I think she's pregnant or ready to hatch."
Piper looked at her in disbelief. "You mean, there's gonna be a whole brood
of them killing men?"
"Unless we stop her, I think that's exactly her plan." Phoebe sighed and
leaned against the counter, her mind reeling from her last two visions. The
heat was starting to take its toll on her, but Phoebe now realized that it
had nothing to do with the weather. This heat was coming from within . . .
a sexual heat that she just could extinguish. Piper came over and pulled her
into a hug, holding on tight.
"It's okay, sweetie," Piper told her. "We'll beat this thing."
"I hope so," Phoebe said.
"Hey," Piper said, looking at her sternly. "Quit being such a pessimist or
I'll take you over my knee and spank your fanny."
"Is that a promise?"
"Could be," Piper said.
Phoebe leaned into a kiss that she could feel right down to her toes. Gods!
She ease her hand over Piper's hips then slid upwards, cupping a breast,
kneading the supple flesh until Piper moaned softly.
"Take me," Phoebe growled. "Right now."
"Phoebe . . . we can't"
"We just did it!"
"I don't care," Phoebe snapped. "Take me again. Bend me over the counter and
fuck me . . . please, Piper. Fuck me. "
Piper whimpered. "Dan is standing in the next room! He just moved into the
neighborhood and I think he's kinda yummy. He does not need to know I have
sex with my little sister!"
"Mmmmph," Phoebe grunted, stomping her foot like a petulant
child. "I need you!"
"You need a cold shower," Piper said. She opened the freezer and grabbed a
handful of ice cubes.
"I've tried that," Phoebe said. "Remember?"
"You've haven't tried this," Piper said.
The next thing Phoebe knew she had Piper's hand down the front of her shorts
. . . and her sister was slipping an ice cube into her pussy! Gods! Phoebe
wanted to shriek! But Piper kissed her hard on the mouth before she could.
The feeling was incredible! Somewhere between excruciating pain and
unbearable pleasure! Phoebe whimpered. The ice cube lodged between her
enflamed netherlips began to melt and the pleasure/pan slowly subsided.
"More," Phoebe panted between kisses. "More!"
Piper gave her more, stuffing one ice cube after another up her cunt until
she was filled with them. Then Piper cupped her mound to keep the ice from
slipping out of her. Phoebe groaned into the kiss she and Piper shared then
began humping her hand, feeling the cubes of ice melting inside her. She
buried her face in Piper's shoulder.
"Better?" Piper asked her.
"Good," Piper said, kissing her again.
Phoebe leaned against the counter for support, watching Piper fill a Ziploc
bag with ice. "Uh, maybe you think I'm loose but I don't think I can fit that
much inside me."
"It's not for you, silly," Piper said, tossing her a grin. "It's for Dan."
"I don't think he can fit that much inside him, either."
"Oh be quiet," Piper said.
Phoebe laughed and followed Piper into the living room where Prue was asking
Dan about the Niners. She smiled. Just two guys hanging out and talking
football. Nothing unusual about that, except for the fact that one of them
was a woman two hours ago.
"Okay," Piper said to Dan, "here's your ice."
Dan smiled, taking it from her. "Thanks."
"Oh, you're welcome," Phoebe said, pushing Dan out the door. "Okay, bye bye.
Take care. Tell Jenny we said hi, okay? All right, good." She closed the door
behind him with a relieved sigh.
Piper looked at Prue. "So?"
"We have big problems," Prue said. "Huge."
You don't know the half of it," Phoebe said. She padded over to the sofa and
sat down, waiting for Prue and Piper to join her. Then she told Prue about
her visions and what was happening to her. Her sister listened, a model of
patience, waiting for her to finish before commenting.
"And I just thought you were a slut," Prue said, nudging her.
Phoebe smiled. "Well, I am. But this time around I have an excuse."
Prue said, "So what do we do?"
"We have to stop her," Phoebe said. "Before she kills again."
"And before her eggs hatch," Piper added.
Phoebe shuddered when she thought about those egg sacs in her vision. "Yuck."
"Total yuck," Piper said.
"So," Prue said, "I guess I should go to Fine Romance and sign up to find a
Piper nodded. "That's seems like the smartest move. We'll go with you."
"You really think it will work?" Prue asked.
"Mmmm," Phoebe purred, "of course it will. What woman in her right mind
wouldn't find you attractive?"
Prue blushed. "Really?"
"Oh, yes." Phoebe grabbed the front of Prue's sweater and pulled her sister
into a kiss, slipping her a little tongue just to be a tease. That had Prue
whimpering for more. She slid her hand up Prue's thigh, delighted when she
felt the bulge in her sister's jeans. Her delight turned to hunger when she
gave Prue's crotch a squeeze and her sister moaned.
"That's nice," Prue whispered.
"Uh, guys?" Piper chimed in. "Is this really the time to be getting it
"Yes," Phoebe said.
Prue nodded. "No time like the present."
"Ugh," Piper said, throwing up her hands in disgust. "I have one sister in
heat and another sister who wants to play with her new dick. Meanwhile, a
succubus is out there fucking men to their deaths! Am I the only sane one
Phoebe shut her up with a kiss. Though she could have come up with better
ways to keep that mouth occupied, a kiss would suffice for now. And it worked
like a charm. Piper melted into her, whatever objections she had disappearing
in a cloud of desire. Their tongues clashed like fencing swords, dueling,
leaving them both panting for breath. When Phoebe pulled back to admire her
two beautiful sisters Prue took advantage of the moment, helping her out of
her shirt and bra then bending down to suckle her breast. Phoebe tossed back
her head with a deep moan, running her fingers through Prue's short brown
hair as her sister moved from one breast to the other, sucking them,
squeezing them, flicking the nipples with her tongue. How fortunate she was
to have such talented sisters! Both Prue and Piper were hellcats in bed . . .
or the shower . . . or, in this case, the sofa! Something Piper made clear
when she sank to the floor and pulled off her shorts. Gods! Phoebe wanted to
scream! She had one hungry mouth latched onto her tit and another one
descending on her steaming pussy. It was Heaven! Piper nudged her legs apart
and was quickly nestled between them, lapping at her slick folds with
"Oh! Yes! Piper!" Phoebe yelped. She couldn't believe what was happening to
her! Part of her expected to wake up and find it was all a dream, just like
the other erotic dreams dogging her of late. But the mouth around her breast
and the tongue wagging inside her cunt were doing their damnedest to convince
her this was real, not a figment of her imagination. It didn't take them long
to succeed. And thanks to the perpetual state of arousal she was now in,
Phoebe was on the verge of climax in no time at all. Prue cupped her breast
and squeezed it, breathing into her ear.
"Does that feel good, Pheebs?"
"Yes," Phoebe panted. "Oh . . . yes."
"You like having Piper's mouth on you. Don't you?"
Prue nibbled her earlobe. "Are you going to come for us?"
"Mmmm. Oh, God! Prue! She's killing me down there!"
"Yes," Prue softly hissed, pinching a nipple between her fingers. "Come for
Phoebe whimpered. She was losing her mind! Piper's relentless pace set her
flesh ablaze, and Prue's caresses, coupled with that seductive male voice
whispering in her ear, were turning her insides into knots! She bounced up
and down on the sofa, pounding her heels into Piper's back as she neared
the brink of sweet release. Gods! Then Piper's lips closed around her clit,
sucking the little nub, and Phoebe totally lost it. She came with a piercing
screech loud enough to wake the dead, slamming backward under the brute
force of her orgasm.
Sinking back into the sofa, Phoebe struggled to catch her breath. That proved
to be a chore given the activities beginning next to her. Piper yanked Prue's
jeans off, revealing their sister's raging hard on, the proceeded to
demonstrate her skills as a fellatrix. It was clear Piper was no stranger to
having a cock in her mouth. Phoebe wished she had one for her sister to suck!
But for the moment she was content to watch Piper swallow Prue's cock
instead. She combed her fingers through Piper's long, dark hair, egging her
on, encouraging her to take more and more of Prue into her mouth. And Piper
did, too. She slid her lips down Prue's shaft, head bobbing between their
"Oh yeah," Prue muttered. "Suck my cock."
Piper gave no indication she intended otherwise. She grunted and snorted with
the effort she put into sucking their sister off, downing every inch of that
long, hard shaft.
Seeing Piper with a mouthful of cock was driving Phoebe wild! She reached
down and began fingering her cunt, matching the rhythm Piper adopted, but her
own touch did nothing to stop the nagging itch in her pussy. It actually made
it worse! Phoebe knew what she wanted . . . what she needed. Twining her
fingers in Piper's hair, Phoebe rudely pulled her sister from between Prue's
legs. Then she straddled Prue's lap and sat on her cock, groaning as she took
the length of it up her cunt.
"Sorry Piper," Phoebe managed to whisper. But that was all she could manage.
Prue cupped her ass in both hands and started bouncing her up and down on
that rock-hard cock, impaling her on it, fucking her hard and fast. Phoebe
could feel her pussy clenching around Prue's shaft, milking it for all she
was worth. Her sister groaned in answer, slamming her down hard on that
"Oh! Oh God! Phoebe!" Prue cried. "I'm going to come!"
Phoebe wanted to make that a memorable experience. Even though she wanted
to keep that cock inside her forever she found the resolve to climb out
of Prue's lap and slide to the floor. Once there she leaned forward and
smothered Prue's cock with her breasts, folding them tightly around her
sister's shaft. Prue groaned then started fucking her tits, sliding the
length of her cock between her breasts. Dropping her head down a bit,
Phoebe was able to tease the tip of Prue's cock with her tongue every time
Prue thrust forward. And Prue kept thrusting forward, faster and faster,
grunting and panting and muttering breathless curses until she came with
a deep moan, shooting her wad all over Phoebe's tits and face before
jerking against the back of the couch with a sigh.
But there was no rest for the wicked. Piper had gotten undressed while the
two of them had been occupied, and when she plopped down on the sofa and
spread her legs there was little doubt she wanted hers now. And Prue was
more than eager to oblige, dropping her face into Piper's cunt without
"Oh! Fuck!" Piper cried.
Sitting on the floor, her face covered in jizz, Phoebe fingered her pussy
while she watched Prue go down on Piper. Her sisters were so fucking hot!
And so hot when fucking! She caressed her puffy netherlips with the tip of
her finger then slipped inside, panting as much from her own touch as from
watching Prue eating their sister's cunt. Phoebe could tell from the way
Piper gasped and sighed that she was nearing release. How she wanted them
to come together! She rubbed her clit at a furious pace, grunting like
animal, feeling her own climax starting to build while Piper thrashed on
"Yes! Yes! Prue! Yes! Lick me! Lick my pussy!"
Phoebe loved it when her sister talked dirty. And clearly so did Prue.
The oldest of the three Halliwell sisters doubled her efforts in response,
hungrily lapping at Piper's cuntlips. Phoebe continued rubbing her clit
while she watched her sisters doing it on the sofa. Seeing the pleasure
spread across Piper's face warmed Phoebe's heart, and turned up the heat
in her cunt another notch. She fingered her clit like a madwoman, needing
to come . . . needing to see Piper come. Her wish was soon granted. Piper
arched off the sofa with a screech of pure delight, hips bucking out of
control. Just a few heartbeats later Phoebe stroked her clit to orgasm,
spilling her juices all over the floor.
Leaning against the sofa for support, Phoebe sighed. Piper reached over and
teased her hair while Prue rested her chin on Piper's thigh.
"Is it just me," Piper mused, "or do we end up like this a lot?"
Phoebe giggled. "You mean naked, sticky, and exhausted?"
"It's not just you," Prue muttered, kissing Piper's knee.
"Well that's a relief," Piper said.
"So," Phoebe said, "are we all heading down to the dating service?"
"I think we better," Prue said. "If the succubus is there we'll need the
power of three to vanquish her."
Piper nodded agreement. "Then I guess we should get cleaned up. Who wants to
"We could draw straws," Phoebe suggested.
"Oh, poo," Piper said. "I'll go first. You two . . . be good."
"Do we have to?" Prue whined.
Piper rolled off the sofa and stretched. "Yes. Think you can do that?"
"Sure," Phoebe said.
Prue nodded. "Yep."
"You two are the worst liars I've ever met," Piper said, shaking her head.
"I'll be out of the shower in ten minutes, I expect one of you up there to
go next. Got it?"
"Yes, Mom," Phoebe said.
Piper made a face at them then headed upstairs.
"So," Prue said, looking down at her, "think we can finish in ten minutes?"
Phoebe grinned mischievously. "Oh, I think so. After all, we're the Charmed