Eda the OILF (Owl I’d Like to Fuck)

by Owl House Nonsense (9357416)

Summary:

You find Eda the Owl Lady’s profile on Tinder. It’s an instant match.

Notes:

5/15/21: Some of the upcoming stuff in this fic probably could be considered kinda kinky, so at the start of each chapter with any spicy content there will be a brief warning, so that in the case that any particular reader is not into any particular kink, they can skip the chapter.

This is an ongoing work with no particular end in sight. Any feedback whatsoever would be greatly appreciated, as I am still pretty new to writing fics of any sort really, smut or otherwise.

I'll update as often as I can.

Edit 5/17/21: So the first three chapters are mostly introduction. Serious smut ensues pretty much from chapter four onward.

Chapter 1: Swiping

You swipe left on yet another plain girl, just like all the rest you’ve seen today. It feels like you’ve been swiping for ages. You look around your room - the view from your bed is a lonely one. Half the furniture has been missing for many weeks at this point, ever since she left. All you want is someone to join you in bed. The empty space on the other half of your mattress makes you wish you still slept in your childhood twin bed.

You look back at your phone, this next profile catches your eye. “Eda the Owl Lady” is the name under a picture of a woman, clearly older than any of the other girls you’ve encountered online recently. She has pointy ears and she’s wearing a red dress, and her wild grey hair seems to be blowing in the wind as she sits on what appears to be a staff, with a sculpted owl on the end. You smile to yourself, you want to know more about this “Owl Lady”.

“The most powerful witch in the Boiling Isles” is all her profile’s caption said.

You notice something else interesting - “0 miles away.” This must be some kind of joke. You realize how ridiculous this account is, it must be fake. But you swipe right anyway.