Ludella Hahn – Idle Hands
Ludella is playing video games instead of writing her book report before she has to go to school. Her step-mother tells her to do her homework, and when she doesn’t right away, she reminds her that “Idle Hands are the Devil’s Workshop,” which Ludella rolls her eyes at. “Ugh…her and her religious mumbo jumbo…” She mocks her step-mother’s voice, but gets out her homework and tries to work on her book report of Dante’s “Inferno.” While fidgeting…and not working…a demonic force possesses her hands. She yawns and closes her eyes.
In her rest, her possessed hands take control, drawing a pentagram in her notebook. She wakes to her step-mother yelling at her to get to school and she wakes in a panic. “Oh, I’m going to be late….Damn!”’ She quickly shoves her books into her bookbag and scurries off to school, but she still manages to be late. “Sorry…” She mumbles to the teacher. When her teacher asks who wants to go first for their book report presentations, Ludella’s possessed hand shoots into the air without her realizing it. She’s busy fidgeting with her notebooks when she’s asked to go up. “But I didn’t–” She looks up and realizes her hand volunteered her. With a look of disbelief she has to use her other hand to pull it back down. “What the–” She begrudgingly goes to the front of the class with her notebook.
Fingering through the pages she finds the pentagram her hand drew in her rest. “How did…did I draw this in my rest?” She wonders aloud. “Oh, no. There’s no problem Mrs. Beiber. Um…Dante’s “Inferno” is about…HELL!” The last word comes out in not her own tongue, but the deep echo of a demon from the fiery depths. Her shocked face tries to get the word out again in a normal tone of voice. As she tries to continue, her hand shoots back up flashing the bird to the class. “No! No, it’s not me, Mrs. Beiber! I wasn’t giving you the finger…it’s just a nervous tick.” She has to use her other hand to fold her finger back into her fist. But it seems that the more she tries to control it, the more her possessed hands act out.
Grabbing the eraser, she begins erasing the writing on the board. “Oh, I’m just cleaning the board for you…like I would probably do in detention, right?” She tries to fumble for an excuse for her uncontrollable behavior, but her hand scrawls BITCH! across the board in large letters. Horrified, she tries to remove the chalk from her hand and regain control, but she just keeps struggling this way and that. “I–wasn’t—calling—you that, Mrs. Beiber. I just don’t seem to have control of my hands right now….” She flashes the bird with both hands now as now she’s completely lost control of BOTH. She shoves her hands into her torso to try to close her fingers, but her hands now lash out against her, moving their aggression away from the teacher and now coming down on Ludella. They start to unbutton her blouse. “Stop it! Stop that!” Ludella begs of her hands, but they continue to unbutton. “But, I’m not doing this, Mrs. Beiber! I swear! My hands have a mind of their own…” She struggles against herself, but can’t stop her possessed hands from removing her blouse and then lifting her skirt to flash her panties at the class.
Ludella tries to jam her hands between her legs to hold them captive, but they fly up and make her moon the class. “But, but I’m not mooning the class. This isn’t me! I’m not doing this!” Ludella is panicked, but her disobedient hands continue to strip her in spite of all her fighting and struggling. They pull down her skirt and jiggle her big butt, then make her spank herself till her bottom turns a shade of red. THEN….they make her give herself a wedgie. Ludella moans in pain and embarrassment. “Believe me, Mrs. Beiber…if I could go to the Principal’s office, I would…but I can’t control…it…” Her hands fly up to her bra and unclasp it, exposing her big tits. “Please…no, no, no!” Her possessed hands grope them and jiggle them for the whole class and she helplessly moans in pleasure in spite of her embarrassment.
Her skirt falls the rest of the way down and her hands continue to strip her in the midst of all her erratic movement and struggles to stop until she is FULLY NUDE in front of the class. “I don’t want to be naked in front of everyone, Mrs. Beiber, but I can’t control my hands.” She tries to turn her back to the class and cover her bare bottom, but the hands make their way a bit deeper, causing Ludella to gasp HORRIFIED. Managing to remove them, she turns back around and shoves them back between her thighs to try to prevent them from doing further damage. “What the hell is happening…?” A look of realization comes over her. “Fuck. My step-mom was right. Idle hands are the Devil’s workshop. My hands are POSSESSED.” Horror fills her eyes as she falls to her knees, but her hands shoot flashing her middle fingers. “They’re possessed!” She reveals. “I have no control over what’s happening…” She tries to get her hands back down, but they begin to slap her in the head over and over. She moves this way and that trying to regain control, but they pull her to the corner and make her wiggle around in her struggle, then they go rummaging into her bag and grab a pencil. Ludella knows things have escalated now and she warns everyone to leave before she does any damage, but after some more struggling, she ends up being the one to run out the door BUTT NAKED.
