A Glory Hole in One by Kris P. Kreme
The madness goes miniature.
When Glenn takes his beautiful wife Emma to meet the best friends he grew up with, none of them can imagine that meeting at the old abandoned miniature golf course where they used to play epic games of hide and seek will bring them together in the kinkiest most twisted ways.
One last hide and seek game, on a spooky miniature golf course where the little buildings and decor are surprisingly well-preserved… including a little windmill structure. And that’s where Emma decides to hide, a place no one will look for her, but something sinister and supernatural will find her.
Trapped within the windmill, something uses her own voice to turn her into a glory hole slut.
Driving his wife back through the town he grew up in, Glenn is looking forward to introducing her to the three guys he grew up with, his best friends… who Emma is rightly suspicious he mostly wants to show her off to. But when they meet up near sunset at their old remote stomping grounds, a spooky abandoned miniature golf course… something else may be waiting to enjoy Emma’s company.
Emma is admittedly hotter than Glenn knows he ever deserved, but she’s also the love of his life and he is positive his old friends will love her as well. Meeting up at the old abandoned Putter Putt golf course where they used to have epic games of hide and seek as children is perhaps a decision none of them ever knew they would both regret and forever enjoy.
Outside the gates of the overgrown and abandoned miniature golf course, Emma is happily charmed by the three old friends, Wyatt, Van, and Randy, though they are more charmed by such a hot woman who definitely holds her own against their flirtations. But can she hold her own in another tradition among the friends… one last game of hide and seek?
After hearing the stories of both their old intensely competitive games and the mysterious spooky presence rumored to either haunt or exist within the surprisingly well-preserved miniature golf decorations, Glenn is offering up a crisp hundred-dollar bill to whoever stays hidden the longest without being found.
And since those spooky stories of the old place seem to have Glenn’s friends rattled, and he will be doing the searching, Emma believes she knows exactly the spot to hide in where no one will find her… the old miniature windmill.
So as the three old friends and her split up while Glenn counts at the gate, Emma quickly heads right towards the miniature windmill, crawling in through the opening and using her flexibility to somewhat stand within the structure.
Using a two inch hole busted into the back of it, she can keep a good eye out for anyone coming her way, also watching where the others go, and while it may not be the most comfortable spot to stand hunched over in, she still thinks it the perfect hiding spot.
But then she hears a whispering breath, and upon speaking, assuming one of the other guys might just be outside the windmill where she can’t see him… Emma is shocked to hear her own voice speaking back at her, a ghostly presence thanking her for speaking to lend it her voice.
When one of the guys is called over to the windmill while Glenn goes wandering the grounds on the hunt for them… he is as shocked as Emma is, to hear Emma from within that windmill coming onto him… begging him to do things to her through the opening her face is awkwardly pressed up against. And it soon doesn’t take a lot to persuade him into doing just that… Emma helpless to become the windmill glory hole slut this haunting presence wants to make of her.
But what will the others think when soon her voice is calling out for their attention as well, and behaving like the hottest horniest slut within the tight walls of that miniature windmill? This is one little windmill that really blows… and what happens to Emma may blow more than her mind and much more than her marriage in only the kinkiest ways.
Madness goes miniature, but there’s nothing small about playing a few holes on this golf course.
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