All My Lesbians End Up In Caves By Digital Poppy

'“So you’re a ghost?” I squeaked. Perhaps it was a rude question, but I felt it was good to establish the facts.
“Oh, a ghost?” Mari Lwyd tilted her skull upwards, like a puppet being puppeteered by an entirely too unsubtle puppeteer. “I mean no, I don’t think so. I’d have to have died to be a ghost, at least I think. I don’t think I ever died. I think I just am.”'

Two short stories about lesbians ending up in dingy underground locations set in the lovely ladyverse.

I ASKED MARI LWYD TO MARI ME AND SHE SAID YES
(ACTUALLY I DIDN'T BUT WE DID KISS; THE WORDPLAY WAS JUST TOO IRRESISTIBLE)

A nasty girl (or perhaps a lovely lady?) searches the woods for the strange spirit 'Mari Lwyd'. She is surprised to find herself closer than the would ever have imagined..

I THINK I FUCKED MY COTTAGE???

A lovely lady moves into a cottage in the woods. Feel free to divine the rest of the plot from the title...

Thank you to Deer for the cover art and Micah for editing and proof reading help!

Content Warnings

Horniness, weird upsetting horror, implied mind control, capitalist abuse allegory