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Spooky Empire Lynch	By : lexxfan4life Category: Celebrities - Misc > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT know John Carroll Lynch. All events in this story are completely fictional, have never happened. I recieve no money from this story, and wrote it simply for the joy of writing it.

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Twisty the clown. A very popular character from American Horror Story. What if that character existed, but in present time and in the form of a woman?
It is May 15th and the day of the Spooky Empire convention in Orlando, Florida. A young figure, coming out of box, has been living on the streets for a long time. All she had, is the filthy clown costume she wore, when she toured a circus with her father. She lost her father, at a very young age, and didn't have any money to survive on her own.
She's only 19 and homeless doesn't look good on her. A filthy clown suit, bad hygene she wore a smelly clown wig and mask sporting a cruddy grin. She's walking down the street, in downtown Orlando, and practically every passerby gives her weird looks and move on. Actually, no one knows it's a woman, cause the clown suit is baggy enough to hide her medium breasts.

Going down the street, she walks into a library, and uses the computer. Checking updates on the world around her, she discovers a site linked to a horror convention. Listed in the guests section, she sees a man that portrayed a character she's quite familiar with. Twisty the clown. Wait, the Twisty costume is quite similiar her father made for her when she was little. Actually, it was his, and it was the only thing he left her.
The convention costs money, she observed, but she doesn't have any money. She's flat broke and has been surviving on dumpster food. "You can buy tickets at the door", she reads. But, how will she get the money for a convention happening right now?
She walks to the Double Tree hotel, the host hotel for Spooky Empire, and had pick-pocketed someone's printed ticket, just to get in the door. Once inside, she starts wandering around, to find actor John Carroll Lynch. Most people, held their nose and complained around her, while some wanted a picture along side the popular character.

She sees an open room, with a poster out front, reading "cast of Freak Show". She walks in, seeing people with money, to pay for their autographs. She had no money, so she stood where she got a clear view of Mr Lynch himself. When she got tired, she sank down and sat on the floor.
From John Carroll Lynch's point of view, he happens to look to the far right, and see a Twisty the clown cosplayer. Once their eyes locked, all he could feel was the person's eyes on him. From her point of view, she got a tingly feeling in her stomach, right after they have locked eyes. She kept staring at him, hoping he would get up and approach her.
She's getting hungry, but has no money for food. Maybe, she could walk into the hotel restaurant, and eat leftovers from people's plates. So, she eventually got up and headed over to the restaurant, and walked around til she spotted leftovers on the tables. But, surrounding people were complaining about her smell, and had reported her to the restaurant manager.
Before she could get a bite of food, restaurant had grabbed her by the arm and pushes her out of the door. She is thrown up against John Carroll Lynch, just as he was about to enter the restaurant, and responds in anger.
"What the fuck?"
He looks down, and notices the same clown, who has fallen on her ass.
"You! I saw you earlier."
He notices her smell and comments on it.
"It's great, that you dressed like Twisty the clown, but you didn't have to go for what he would have actually smelled like."

He doesn't know, that's she's really broke and homeless. He helps her to her feet and hears her stomach growl.
"Anyways, I'm about to get something to eat. I'd ask you to join, but I already made plans. Guess I'll see you around."
After he parted ways, she sat on the lobby sofa, and cried. Not even a celebrity would offer any food. No one went over to comfort her, cause she smelled so bad. Definately not having fun at this convention. But, she needs a place to sleep, and a hotel is better than being on the streets.
Just as she was ready to lay down, a furious woman comes up to her, after spotting her with a hotel security guard.
"You see that clown. He stole my convention ticket."
At that moment, John Carroll Lynch comes out of the restaurant and approaches the situation.
"What's going on here?" asks Lynch.
"This clown. He stole my convention badge, Mr Lynch." explains the furious lady.
John walks over and stands over by the clown.
"Sir, if you can just give the lady her ticket, that would be great." Assests Mr Lynch.
To her, she looks up at Mr Lynch, who appears to be judging her. At this point, she might as well have lost any kind of respect from him. She reaches into her pocket and holds out the ticket for the other lady to take.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, you nasty-smelling freak. You should arrested for stealing." The lady threatens, after snatching the ticket from the grimey hands.
"Wait, no one is getting arrested. Let's just call it a night." John, trying to calm everyone down.
After the lady and security guy walks off, John sits down beside her.
"We gotta stop meeting like this." John jokingly adds, but the clown isn't laughing. "Why did you steal a convention ticket?"

She didn't answer. Instead, just reaches into her pockets, to show him that she's poor. At that moment, her situation has clicked in his mind.
"You're homeless, aren't you? And you're here, cause you didn't wanna be out on the streets, Am I right?" John asks. Clearly, cause her smell and theft makes some sense. Her response is when she nods. "Well, you're not gonna sleep in the lobby. Come with me."
John offered. He offers his hand, to help her off the couch, and she takes it. She smiles, after feeling the sudden kindness from another person.
When they finally got to his room, she slowly walked over by the bed and sat down. Of course, John had questions.

"If you are homeless, where did you get the clown suit?" She didn't answer, being too shy around strangers.
At that moment, she wishes he could read her mind, whenever he had a question. He sat beside her and happened to hear her stomach growl again.
"If you want me to order you some food, you're gonna have to answer me."
She was too hungry and exhausted to answer. She scooted up on the bed and curled up on one side. This could be pity, so she doesn't give in easily. As comfortable as she is, on a soft bed, she closed her eyes and fell asleep fast.
"Well, goodnight then."
But just out of curiosity, he leans over her sleeping body, and takes a peek under her mask. He sees part of her cheek and assumes she's just shy. Only, John doesn't know that his guest is a woman.
The next morning, she wakes up, to the sound of the shower running. She could really use one, but she had no other clothes to wear. She pretends to be asleep, when John steps out of the bathroom in his underwear, and secretly watches him as he opens his suitcase and puts on a clean shirt and pants. As he pulled his pants up, he was close enough to her, where she could make out the detail of his bulge.
After he zips up his pants, he shrugs her shoulders to wake up.
"Hey, wake up."
She opens her eyes and sits up.
"I gotta get downstairs for autograph signing. Feel free, to use the bathroom and shower, then come downstairs. okay?"
She just blinks in response. She waits til he leaves, til she gets up and goes into the bathroom. Finally, she sighs in relief, as she takes off her cruddy mask, worn clown wig and filthy-worn clown suit. First, the collar, then the tunic and baggy trousers. She had no bra and panties on, under her clown suit. She had brown hair, in a boyish cut, and her thin body covered in grime and dirt.
The moment she steps into the shower, she could see the dirt coming off her arms and legs. She grabs the soap, lathering up her body, and rinsing off in the water. The shampoo, she lathers in her hair, and rinses it out in the water. She stayed in the running water, for a while, cause the feeling is satisfactory.
When she starts thinking about John, her mind goes back to when she first saw him and when she bumped into him. Then, we he was kind enough to offer her a warm bed to sleep in, up until the point when she saw him in his underwear this morning. With each of them thoughts, she found herself with her right hand between her legs, and stroking the nub of her clit.
Out of the shower, she wraps herself with a towel, and uses John's toothbrush to brush her teeth and rinses with the hotel mouthwash. She couldn't remember, when she brushed her teeth last, so the feeling is a relief.
Getting ready to get dressed, she remembers that she only has her dirty and smelly clown suit. She carefully puts it on, over her naked body, along with the clown collar, face mask and headpiece. This time, she isn't wearing clown make-up.
She goes down the elevator, wanders around the lobby, til she is standing outside of the Freak Show autograph room. Since she has no ticket, she can't get in. While waiting outside, people came by to get pictures with her, which she didn't mind. At least, after the shower, she doesn't smell as bad as she did yesterday.
Inside the autograph room, John sees her standing outside, and gets up to invite her in. Again, John has no idea that his new friend is a woman. She sees John approach her and just assumes she's in trouble, but grabs her by the arm instead, leading her over to his table. Before she sits beside him, she sees and smells a breakfast burrito on the table. That's when her stomach growls again, loud enough for him to hear it.
"I hadn't forgotten, that you are homeless. But, before I give you any food, I must know who you are."

She saw the pen and paper, on the table, and pics it up to write her name. She spelled the best she could. Being in a traveling circus, then to being homeless, she wasn't exactly well-educated and could read and write some. Luckily, she knew how to spell her name.
"Jody", John reads out loud. He then proceeds her with more questions. "Jody, where did you get your clown suit?"
Jody writes down, "It was my dad's. He was a clown." John asks another concerning question or two, "Jody, how old are you and where's dad, now?" She writes down, "19 and my dad passed years ago."
"So, you were living on the streets, since you were a child?" John asks, very concerned, and now feeling very sad for her. She responds with a nod. John could see the tears forming in her eyes, which meant it was a sensitive subject. "You can eat now, Jody."
John proceeds to sign autographs and take photo-ops with fans, as she discreetly lifted her mask to eat the breakfast burrito. Thankfully, it was a big burrito, and it filled her right up. Afterwards, and throughout the day, Jody is starting to think that he likes her. She never had a boyfriend, or even had any crushes, up until now. Perhaps, tonight, she should tell him how she feels and thank him for taking her in.
And time had flown by and quickly. John and Jody head back to his room, but only briefly, cause he had to go back out and meet up with some friends. But, Jody wasn't gonna have that.
"Listen, Jody. I gotta go back out. I'm gonna meet up with some people and then I'll be back."
Before he could leave, Jody gives John a big hug, as a thank you. He smiled in kind, til she lowered a hand to grab his ass. Once he felt a hand on his ass, he got uncomfortable, and back away from her. Jody saw his face and wanted to cry.
"Jody, I'm married. Even if I wasn't, you're a guy, and I'm straight." John explained.
Jody had no idea, that she looked like a guy, with the baggy clown suit on. To explain the confusion, she quickly takes off her clown tunic, exposing her bare breasts to him. He was quite shocked and swallows hard.
"I had no idea. All this time, you were a woman." John stated, as he couldn't stop staring at her breasts. He coughs before he speaks. "Can you talk? I really want to see all of you, if that's okay."
Jody proceeds to take off her clown collar, the shoes, and the baggy pants. Before she could take off her mask, John grabs her arm, so he could pause and check out the rest of her body. "Now, you can take off your mask."
She takes off the headpiece, revealing her short brown hair, then takes off her mask. She had thin lips, but desirable. Now, she is completely naked in front of him. The cold air, in th room, has made her nipples hard.
"Well, no one has to know about this. But I swear, I'm gonna make you cum."
Jody climbed on the bed, as John stuck his hand down his pants, him getting a view of her bare and virginal ass. When she turned around, she saw John with his hand down his pants. Apparently, he's trying to get himself hard.
"How badly do you want my cock? If want me, and my cock, you gotta speak up."
"Yes", she mutters softly, but John didn't quite hear her.
"Was that a 'yes'? If so, say it where I can hear you." John questions.
"Yes!" She spoke loudly that time and John found her voice quite innocent and sweet.
"You have a nice voice, Jody. You should talk more often." John complimented. He's now hard, pulling out his cock for her to see, and the sight was quite pleasing for her.
John walks over to the foot of the bed, noticing Jody is flat on her back and her legs are spread. He's not completely satisfied with her position.
"Jody, can you bring your ass, closer to the edge of the bed?"
She says nothing and scoots her bottom closer to John's cock. He had to be nine inches and she's not starting to tremble. To lubricate, John uses his pre-cum and rub his cockhead around her virginal entrance. Jody was sensitive down there, making her moan. This is pleasing to John.
"Answer me honestly. We're you awake, when I was in my underwear this morning?"
"Yes."
"So, my bulge made you wet, didn't it?"
"Yes."
John proceeded to penetrated his shaft, inside her tight pussy, stretching her and making her scream. He didn't stop, til he was mostly in, then stopped when he reached her hymen. He looks deep into her eyes, as he slowly pulls out, then suddenly ramming his cock inside her. This causes her hymen to break and her scream was even louder.
"It gets rough from here, Jody. The first time is usually is painful."
She couldn't hold back the tears. He rammed her pretty hard. This time, when he pulls out, he starts thrusting. As he's pumping into her, he uses his hands, to explore her breasts and tease her nipples. Jody liked the feeling, as he touches and plays with her breasts, and starts moaning.
Jody is no longer screaming in pain, but in pleasure. "I want more. I need more", she begged.
"Fuck, Jody. Becareful with what you wish for." John moans. He starts pumping harder and faster, ramming his cock, causing her both pain and pleasure.
Eventually, they both reached climax, and he came deep inside her. After he pulled out, he zipped up his pants, and sat on the bed to catch his breath. Jody, on the other hand, is just too tired to move.
"How was that, Jody? You look tired."
Exhausted, she manages to respond with a simple request. "Kiss me."
How could he resist? He scooted up by her, hovering over her body, looking deeply into her eyes. When he kisses her softly, on her lips, she closes her eyes and goes to sleep. As a gentleman, he places covers on her, before he leaves the room.
A month later, John has brought Jody to LA with him, to live with him and his wife. She lives as the new maid, but better than living on the streets. Jody had noticed, that she hadn't had any bleeding, and had used her allowance money to buy a pregnancy test. After she takes the test, it's confirmed. She's pregnant by John Carroll Lynch.
-Not sure if this will stay completed or if there's any feedback that wants to see a continuation.-
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